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On my way to the motel

On my way to the motel
I've been greeted by three chavs that were coming back from a party
They were taking a tea
And were arguing about life while they were going to the neighbourhood's Mass, at Colón*
 
On my way to the motel
While Pucho promised me he would give me a little bit from everything
I told him that rum
it wouldn't be a lack of it in the swamps of my farewell, and it's c'mon
 
And I'm already in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Because I'm in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Give me anything to drink
 
On my way to the motel
I've been greeted by three poofters that were coming back from cruising
They were taking a coffee
And were arguing about the Euribor while they were going to the neighbourhood's Mass, at Colón
 
On my way to the motel
While the naked muses were dancing to the sound of my song
It's my solution
To come to Marvel and tell you my experience, fasting, high as a kite
 
And I'm already in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Because I'm in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Give me anything to drink
 
And this is coming to the end, and this is going to be closed,
People are already going, close the fucking door
This is coming to the end, and this is going to be closed,
Turcana is coming to the bar, it's starting
The party is starting
 
And I'm already in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Because I'm in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Give me anything to drink
 

Entrance to a Dream

Ronin-san, give your best!
 
Even smiling, you look so sad...
When I see your face like this...
It hurts my heart...
I see your silhouette at dusk...
I do not know why, it does not inspire confidence...
I slowly lean my shoulder on you...
Do not forget in any way...
That's it! You are not alone.
 
You can see, far away, the entrance to a dream...
Do not give up, there's tomorrow...
Perhaps there is not a map that will lead you to your dreams...
Carry on, without fear anything...
Be yourself.
 
It is always painful...
See the city at sunset...
Discouraged people...
A group of children hurrying home...
When you turn around...
You'll see that I'll always be here...
It's so lonely to live with a closed heart...
That's it! You are not alone.
 
I'm sure that you will find the entrance to a dream...
Trust in your feelings...
How I like to see the dreams reflected in your eyes...
So, keep moving, do not be discouraged...
Be yourself.
 
You can see, far away, the entrance to a dream...
Do not give up, there's tomorrow...
Perhaps there is not a map that will lead you to your dreams...
Carry on, without fear anything...
Be yourself.
 

Schimbatoarele de dispoziție

Ce monotona e imbatranirea!
'Copiii sunt altfel astazi'
aud toate mamele spunand.
Mama are azi nevoie de ceva sa o calmeze
si desi nu-i e rau de fapt,
are o pastiluta galbena -
Se duce in graba la adapostul pastilelor vesele,
si o ajuta sa continue, sa treaca si de ziua asta
 
'Lucrurile sunt altfel azi'
aud toate mamele spunand.
Sa gatesti mancare proaspata pentru un sot e prea monoton
asa ca cumpara un tort instant si arde o friptura inghetata,
si se duce in graba la pastilele vesele,
si doua o ajuta sa continue, sa treaca de ziua asta plina.
 
'Doctore, te rog, mai vreau cateva din astea!'
si-n afara usii, a mai luat patru.
Ce monoton e sa imbatranesti!
 
'Barbatii nu mai sunt la fel azi'
aud toate mamele spunand.
'Pur si simplu nu se gandesc ca mai obosesti si tu.
Sunt asa de greu de multumit, incat ti-ai putea tranchiliza mintea.'
Asa ca du-te repejor la adapostul pastilelor vesele -
si patru o ajuta sa treaca si de noaptea asta,
o ajuta sa-si reduca suferinta la minimum.
 
'Doctore, te rog, inca niste din astea'
si cum a iesit, a inghitit inca patru.
Ce monotona e trecerea timpului!
 
'Viata e pur si simplu mult prea grea in ziua de azi'
Zic toate mamele
'Cautarea fericirii pare doar o plictiseala'
iar daca mai iei din astea, o sa faci o supradoza
Si apoi nu mai fugi la adapostul pastilelor vesele.
Doar te-au ajutat sa continui, prin ziua plina in care mori.
 

Your mother knows it

Mother Gothel: You want to go out of the tower?
Oh, what are you saying, Rapunzel?
Look at you, a delicate flower
A sprout, you are a little plant
We've always been in this tower
Rapunzel: I know, but...
Mother Gothel: To avoid someone clips your wings1
That day can't be avoided for life
At last every bird has flied away from its nest
Yes, but for you
Rapunzel: But...
Mother Gothel: It's not time
Your mother knows it
 
Your mother knows it
Listen to your mommy
This world is very infamous/rotten
Your mother knows it
Like a stupid
If you get out (of here), you won't come back (alive)
 
Multitudes of thieves
Poison ivy
Anthropophagy
The plague
Rapunzel: No!
Mother Gothel: Yes!
Rats and snakes
Teeth (are) sharp
No, Holy Virgin, I feel sick
 
Your mommy is here
Mommy protects you
I've always suggested you
'If you don't want a drama
you must stay with mom'
Your mother knows it
 
Go out, a shot behind the back
Robbed and left dead on the ground
But I'm just your mom, what do I know?
I'm useful just for your bath time and for milk
Leave me, go away, be heartless
I deserve to die alone immediately
When this will happen, remember that
Your mother knew it
 
Your mother knows it
Take it from your mommy
You couldn't live on your own
Half-naked and in addition
Also a little clumsy/misfit
Comeone, it wouldn't take much to fool you
 
You are gullible
You give a sense of dirt
And you are also (mentally) slow, mmmh, see?
For what I can see
You're getting chubby
But if I tell this that's all love
Your mommy is here
Mommy understands you
Like nobody else could
 
Rapunzel...
Rapunzel: Yes?
Mother Gothel: Don't ask anymore to leave this tower... never
Rapunzel: Yes, mom...
Mother Gothel: I love you so much, dear
Rapunzel: I love you more
Mother Gothel: ANd I love you even more
 
If you (constantly) remember about it
You won't regret it
Your mother knows it
 

• 1. This sentence literally means 'To not let you hit under the wing'. This expression is used referring to birds, it is a metaphor that is continued also in the next verses with the allusion to the abandonment of the 'nest'. Rapunzel is seen as a bird that has to be protected to prevent someone to 'broken her wings' (if someone hit the wings of the bird, it can't fly anymore, it can't grow up and especially it can't be free). The irony lies in the fact that, actually Rapunzel is not at all free because she is Goethel's prisoner (also if she is not aware about this).

Your mother knows it (Reprise)

Rapunzel: I think he likes me
Mother Gothel: Likes you? Come on, Rapunzel, what are you thinking?
I told you shouldn't have left
My dear, this is just a fairytale you want to invent
The proof that you are naive (or a simpleton), my child
Why should he like you? But what are we talking about?
Look at you! You think you're better than the other girls he possibly saw?
Don't be a stupid
Come with mommy
(Your) Mother...
Rapunzel: No!
Mother Gothel: No?!
I see how it is
 
There it is, Rapunzel
She revealed herself (to be qho she really is), she's not afraid anymore
Such a young lady
There it is, Rapunzel
If you are so sure
Run to bring him this one now
 
Rapunzel: How did you...?
 
Mother Gothel: This is the truth
Don't let him deceive you
Give it to him and you'll see
 
Rapunzel: I'll do it!
 
Mother Gothel: My child
When he'll make a quick getaway
You'll think about my words
But Rapunzel knows it
Let see how much he'll be sincere/honest
After you gave it to him
 
Rapunzel: Mother, wait...
 
Mother Gothel: If he's teasing you, don't come crying
Your mother knows it
 

You're Playing Against the Best Now

With the power from Ra!
 
Mut, Nut, Khnum, Ptah
Nephthys, Nekhbet, Sobek, Sekhmet
Sokar, Selket, Reshpu, Wadjet
Anubis, Anukis, Seshmu, Meshkent
Hemsut, Tefnut, Heket, Mafdet
Ra!
 
Mut, Nut, Ptah
Hemsut, Tefnut, Sokar, Selket
Seshmu, Reshbu, Sobek, Wadjet
Heket, Mafdet, Nephthys, Nekhbet
Ra!
 
So you think you have powerful friends?
We become so scared that we almost die
Yes, sorry that we smile, but we feel
That you should think about what you're doing
Because
 
You're playing against the best now
Playing against the best now (Oh, how adorable)
Hot as a sauna
The words burn sharply
You're playing against the best now
 
(With the power from Ra!)
You're playing against the best now (Mut, Nut, Khnum, Ptah)
You're playing against the best now (Hemsut, Tefnut, Sokar, Selket)
 
See our show
We can do all the tricks
Obey our smallest gesture, then you
Go out and take in the next one
You're playing against the best now
 
With the power from Ra
Mut, Nut, Khnum, Ptah
Sobek, Sekhmet, Sokar, Selket
Anubis, Anukis, Hemsut, Tefnut, Meshkent, Mafdet
 
You're playing against the best now (x2)
We do all the tricks, snakes or monsters
We can get you down on your knees
 
So if you want to fight
If you want a fight
We're in, go on, all right
Even if our schedule is tight
But first, you'll bow now (Kowtow)
 
We almost always win
You're playing against the best now
Playing against the best now (x9)
 
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Eternity

You1, who, farther than the seas and the skies,
you, who, in the depths of the earth and hell,
have found the sign of an endless faith,
and of a god full of love,
and of a god who shows you the way in life.
 
I, who fear life and death,
I, who do not know whence I come nor whither I go,
I now wish to ask you not to close your eyes to me,
and that you see me as I am,
for I, just as you, want to fill my heart with hope, too.
 
And you, who never ask for a reason,
and you, who never feel anguished by anything,
you have no right to ignore my loneliness,
think that I, just as you,
think that I, just as you, want to have eternity.
 

• 1. The songtext says “To you”, but I am not sure why you should be an (in-)direct object here, when it clearly seems to be the subject. Maybe a Catalan native could shed some light as to the use of “A tu” instead of a simple “Tu”. Might it just be an interjection like O you? Another possibility is that there is an omitted sentence, and the text reads something like “[This is dedicated] To you, who, ...”

The Watchman of the Walls

I'm standing on the wall
Standing alone in the rain and the entire Ancient City
Is laid in my palm, I gaze upon it in love
I always come up here just to watch
But now I'm here on duty
But now I'm here on duty.
 
Yes, yes, who even dreamt about it in class
Where we learned how to recite: 'Upon thy walls, Jerusalem
I have set watchmen'
That someday I will become one of them
That someday I will become one of them
That someday I will become one of them.
 
I'm standing on the wall
Standing listening to the sounds
The sounds of the market and the commotion
The shouts of merchants and carts
Here is the chant of the muezzin
Here is the chime of the bell but I must listen
For any explosion of a grenade
For any explosion of a grenade.
 
Yes, yes, who even dreamt...
 
I'm standing on the wall
Shaking cold and watching, the sun had already set
Guarding at the dark of night, the full moon shines bright
Washes over walls and gates, when will come the day
Where we won't need watchmen anymore
Where we won't need watchmen anymore.
 
Yes, yes, who even dreamt...
 

The Melody of Souls

If I were but a simple wooden flute
I would go out to play in the fields.
If I were but an ancient violin
I would remember some backing tunes.
 
I would find melodies in me,
And please people's hearts.
I would know the Melody of Souls.
 
If only I was clear, a hollow shofar,
Then without blocking, without thinking, without limits...
If only I was a pipe drenched in light,
I would compose the way back.
 
I would find melodies in me,
And please people's hearts.
I would know the Melody of Souls.
 
But I'm a complex pianist
Who composes his errors.
If only I could find that note in me...
 
Soul, tell me how,
Make me the instrument of your mission.
If only I could, hear your voice.
 
Then I would find melodies in me,
And please people's hearts.
I would know the Melody of Souls.
 
The Melody of Souls, the melody of my life.
 

Illegalize it

Estimated chief of police, don't spliff into your pants
Rubbish should be the only thing you separate (separate, separate, separate)
I am Marsi, anti-legalization
Only smoke weed with a Marsimoto logo tattoo
Or do you want every middle-class person
To be able to buy a weed box at the kiosk?
Or your mother to ask you
If she can smoke one with you later, because she only has
a thousand grams left
No, I'm proposing a stricter law
Otherwise your headteacher will be rapping: 'Puff, puff, pass, yo!'
The guard in the German Rail wears dreadlocks
And the bank employee calls in sick all the time, I don't like that
I never want to live in such a world
There should be coffee in coffeeshops and not weed
Why should I do a show at the hemp parade
If the biggest pothead in this country wears a suit?
 
Police, lock all potheads up!
Only martians are allowed to smoke
Estimated police, lock all potheads away
We can't use them here
Estimated police, lock all potheads up!
Only martians are allowed to smoke
Estimated police, lock all potheads away
We can't use them here
 
That's the second stanza because weed is not a soft drug7
I guarantee there is no cookie left in the Leibniz tin
I don't care where you hide the stuff
20 grams, Rotterdam sunk in the lap of the kolkhoz
From Zurich to the Heidepark, Rügen to the Steiermark
I want laws like Malaysia
Be quiet, okay, I am the Blunt Phenomenamena
You smoke Camel cigarettes on a dromedary
There's nothing more beautiful than pure weed, passing the security
Marsi is in your city, lighters up, close your eyes and fly
To smuggle you have to be creative
Be a little mean, be a little bit detective
Green blood, red flag - what's up with the rehab?
Who even does withdrawal treatment nowadays?
That goes out to all Marsi enemies, Bundestag, Hasenheide
Weed aside, illegalize it!
 
Police, lock all potheads up!
Only martians are allowed to smoke
Estimated police, lock all potheads away
We can't use them here
Estimated police, lock all potheads up!
Only martians are allowed to smoke
Estimated police, lock all potheads away
We can't use them here
 
Let's agree to this
No, I don't want to insist no longer
Let's agree
That we are different from others
Illegalize it, ill-ill-ill-illegalize it
Illegalize it, ill-ill-ill-illegalize it, Marsi
 

A Butterfly Pinned Down

Translated by Jarek Zawadzki
 
How beautiful you are, oh butterfly,
But sadly from the display case you stare,
Stone-dead in a pose on a wing of an August day,
When you would rather hover in the air.
 
No wind now, lightly blowing, that may come
Will ever make you rise from non-existence
Or carry you as if a speck of dust
So that you savor altitude and distance.
 
No sunny ray will ever touch your wings,
The wings that sleep so widely open now.
You're like a sunless rainbow that upon
A pitch-black cloud has been bedimmed somehow.
 
No elm will ever more, for breakfast,
Treat you with its nectar or provide with shade,
No wind will ever ask you
To a dance upon a meadow or a forest glade.
 
Were you a gorgeous swallowtail,
You'd love sweet roses that are oft in garden grown
Around the palaces and thrones of kings,
These flowers alas have been to you unknown.
 
But there's a consolation from behind
The showcase glass you can observe all day
A nice scarce swallowtail pinned down,
Which (same as you)cannot take wing and fly away.
 
© Jarek Zawadzki
 

Nut

Versions: #2
[Intro]
Okay...
 
[Pre-chorus]
I've lost my overview
I've lost my overview
I've lost my overvie-ie-iew
I've lost my overview
 
[Chorus]
Wooo-ooo-ooo, wooo-ooo-ooo
Wooo-ooo-ooo, nu-nu-nu-nu-nut
Wooo-ooo-ooo
 
[Verse 1]
Do you know the feeling? Do you know the feeling?
There's something on the ground, I pick it up even though I don't want to
Why, if it isn't a nut, I wonder where it belongs
And those ridiculous shitty days you spend to break even
Now, I'll only look through the hole of the nut
Do you know the feeling?
 
[Pre-chorus]
I've lost my overview
I've lost my overview
I've lost my overvie-ie-iew
I've lost my overview
 
[Chorus]
Wooo-ooo-ooo, wooo-ooo-ooo
Wooo-ooo-ooo, nu-nu-nu-nu-nut
Wooo-ooo-ooo
 
[Verse 2]
Do you know the feeling?
I'm looking for a step or a ladder or just something high
I'm looking for someone with glasses who isn't too smart or too ugly
'Cause in my experience, they're the people who see the best
Look here, look there, look now, look at me
Do you know the feeling
 
[Bridge]
I'm screwing a nut into my eye, I'm screwing a nut into my eye
I'm fucking screwing a nut into my eye so that I can't see so much
So that I can't see so much
I'm fucking screwing a nut into my eye, I'm fucking screwing a nut into my eye
So that I can't see... 'Cause I'd rather not, oh
 
[Alternative chorus]
Wooo-ooo-ooo
I'd rather not see too much
Wooo-ooo-ooo
I'd rather not see too much
Wooo-ooo-ooo
I'd rather not see
Wooo-ooo-ooo
So give it to me... nu-nu-nu-nu-nut
Nu-nu-nu-nu-nut, nu-nu-nu-nu-nut
Nu-nu-nu-nu-nut, nu-nu-nu-nu-nut
Nu-nu-nu-nu-nut
 
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The Moths

It was a year [when] we were moths, not blood-thirsty and light,
We plaited the River of Time into melodies and tunes.
Back then the Rver of Time was only as deep1 as a small stream,
And we could hear from the lighthouse: 'We'll meet soon, good-bye,
On the Moon, on the Moon,
In the land where we're all alive.'
 
And the small lights sang along: 'Here we are lying at the bottom of the river,
The firemen and the fishermen are black and ugly.
Discordant choir of the firemen and the fishermen from the fish burrows,
We don't know evil, we don't remember our home, we only sing piteously.
We sing about the Moon, about the Moon,
About the land where we're all alive.'
 
Then the moan sounded over the water: 'I'm not a fisherman, I'm a postman,
The clowns are all around me, the nameless jesters!
Can't understand them, can't help them. Get away, you mummers!
I'm here too, at the bottom of the river, I'm lacking a hand and a leg,
I'm all made of pain and sorrow,
My eyes are like plums.
Tell my relatives, let them mourn for me,
Don't let them mourn for me, I'll wait for them aside.
On the Moon, I'll wait on the moon,
In the land where we're all alive.'
 
And he howled so drawlingly, and it was clear he wasn't a fisherman.
He rather wept than sang:
'I've been captured here for so many years, and through the surface of the spring floods
I see everything the other way around and move backwards,
The tides drag me.
The house with ivy, the window in the wall and the curtain on the window -
Everything's blurred through the wave
Like on the Moon, in the wave like on the Moon,
Like in the land where we're all alive.'
 
Suddenly he burst into screaming: 'I'm not some kind of a wag!
I'm not like some others and I'm not a heel2! I'm all in sores!
The master of this silence allows me to have dreams,
But these are dreams from the Moon, but these are dreams from the Moon,
From the land,
From the land where we're all alive.'
 
Then he kind of tensed up and began to creep out to our shore.
Unable to get out to the shore, he still tries to crawl
And moves the spine of his brown back across the waves.
He has no way to the shore but he tries to crawl,
And the dirt runs down from his shoulders, yet he crawls, he croaks, laughing,
Across the moon, laughing, across the Moon,
Across the land where we're all alive.
 

• 1. Literally: thick
• 2. A word that has nothing to do with the context and is only there to rhyme with чета.

Black Denim Trousers and Motorcycle Boots / The man on the motorcycle

Versions: #2
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun
That fool was the terror of Highway 101
 
Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair
He had axle grease imbedded underneath his fingernails
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo
A picture of a heart saying 'Mother, I love you'
He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou
But he treated her just like he treated all the rest
And everybody pitied her and everybody knew
He loved that doggone motorcycle best
 
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun
That fool was the terror of Highway 101
 
Mary Lou, poor girl, she pleaded and she begged him not to leave
She said 'I've got a feeling if you ride tonight I'll grieve'
But her tears were she'd in vain and her every word was lost
In the rumble of an engine and the smoke from his exhaust
Then he took off like the Devil and there was fire in his eyes! He
Said 'I'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise.' But he hit a screamin' diesel
That was California-bound' And when they cleared the wreckage, all They found
 
Was his black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
But they couldn't find the 'cicle that took off like a gun
And they never found the terror of High way 101
 

Sonic Underground Theme

There's three of them, a throne in front of them
but they say that it's far away.
You abandon us today, mother.
You're waiting for better time.
 
Sonic Underground
Sonic Underground
They have sworn that they will find their mother!
 
And all three of them know that they want to fight for freedom!
They look for their mother through nights, days.
Has the time come? Is it good or bad?
Will the prophecy come true?
 
Sonic Underground
Sonic Underground
 
Although I desire to be with them, for now it's impossible
'cause I don't want anything bad to happen to the children.
 
They have sworn that they will find their mother!
 
Sonic Underground
 

Jackpot

Versions: #2
You put on page notes that I can't take
You wanted quiet so you could come with the bass on it
I play timed
You prefer going in circles
You put me limits, but, excuse me
Only the fools play by rules
Yes, I pulled the handle. Yes, I wanted Jackpot,
But I've changed '777' on a fire
 
I'm starting to burn up, run, while I stay in silent
I have trotyl in my soul, you only have butterflies in your stomach
I started to love you
And i'm not stopping now
3,2,1... BOOM
 
Go and light it hard
Throw a party in my soul
Turn up the music
While i'm watching in empty
Lying on the floor
 
I'm drowing in imposible and swampy hopes
Waiting for you to get the answer from your box with chances
I got out of the sun alone
I'm not going back
To loose me in sin
Forgive me, father Apollo
 
I'm starting to light up, run, while I stay in silent
I have trotyl in my soul, you just butterflies in your stomach
I started to love you
And i'm not stopping now
3...2...1... You?
 
You tell me that everything is cool
That the risck is null
You want me to put everything on the table
Yet, you don't have any reason to
Darling, congrats
You won the Jackpot
 

Our last song

And if we were still together
And if this were our last song
We ran out of words
And you that have never got
Where to start
Let's get a drink
As if this were our last night together
Let's pretend to dance
We can't stand
But now they're closing the pub
And let yourself go
Breathe deeply
Our last song
And don't turn around
It's starting now
Our last song
(Our last song)
For you, that are better than before
And it's worthwhile
For you, that if they call you girl
Your heart hurts a little
And this night, for the last time
Let yourself go
Breathe deeply
Our last song
And don't turn around
Dance now
Our last song
(Our last song)
And let yourself go
Breathe deeply
Our last song
And don't turn around
As if it were
Our last song
(My last song)
 

The Forgotten Heroes

*He/She is naked and barefoot
The farm is where you can find
Farmer is what *he/she is called
Forgotten heroes in the farms
Bless the salt of the land, the farmer
 
They stink when beside you
Due to dried sweat
Tall buildings they raise
Forgotten heroes the laborer/worker
Bless the salt of the land, the laborer/worker
 
Every drop of their sweat
In our lives is important, blessed
Whole day the teacher stands
Their face shows lack of sleep
Mouth is dry from teaching
Forgotten heroes in the schools
Bless the salt of the land, the teacher
 
Every drop of their sweat
In our lives is important, blessed
Blessed, blessed
 

Girl from across the street

I have a dream,
a dream i hope can become reality
Want to love you,
want to be your only one, your husband
And tho I know it won't come true,
It still hope..
 
Girl from across the street,
see what you've done to my heart
You took and crushed it,
like glass underfoot
Girl from across the street
 
If only sometime I could find courage,
to put my feelings into words
There's so many beautiful things
I'd like to say to you
Girl from across the street
 
I have a dream,
but it feels so smooth that I fall asleep
And you're in that dream, and you're mine
And I never wanna wake up from that dream
 
Though you live so close
We're still so far from each other
You might as well live on the other side of the world
Girl from across the street
 
If I only knew what to do
How could I tell you all this ?
How could I tell you how things are ?
that I actually love you so muuuuuuuch....
 
Girl from across the street
You planted a seed and it grew roots
I love you hopelessly and there's no cure
Girl from across the street
Girl from across the street
Girl from across the street
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Whip, my mother(*)

Morning wakes me up in a stranger bed
next to me there's a whore and a bottle of wine
both are empty, both are broken
both are screaming when I put them aside.
Happen to cross the street and a little hosewife
kicks me with her car and I get to...
the Emergency Hospital.
Got no insurance, no parking patch,
with no anger I am sent away
and I rush with bandages and my head broken
At work they say I'm late
But who cares, what am-I gonna do
work a month for a shitty paycheck?? Let the music play!
 
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away!
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away!
Whip it, mother!...
 
Angry, frustrated, I got two girls
both beautiful with big IQs
Credit cards got vanished
life is beautiful when you see it from your bed.
The disco is full when the cops are coming... raid!!
From the toilets, all kids are coming out
Gangsters run, no one saw a thing
Cops are laughing and beat me up a litle
I'm somewhere in a gutter and think
Isn't it better that I don't wake up anymore
Change the damn socks and government more ofen!
Some steal and get fat and losers pay!
 
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away, la la la la
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away, la la la la
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away, la la la la
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away, la la la la
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away, la la la la
Mother, where are you, beat me up if you want to,
but come to take me away, la la la la
 

Loner

You could've flown with me,
you could've changed,
and could've discovered that you know,
both to take and give.
You could've, but you didn't want to.
 
I don't want to tell you
where the glitch is.
If you don't see, I'm that,
your thing.
I don't have time
to open up your heart,
neither strength anymore to
argue with you.
 
You look exactly the same to me now.
Like the first day,
cold and a bit strange.*
 
A little loner
who's afraid to love,
and to be close,
will stay alone again
and forever alone.
 
A lot of times it took me back,
that you've learned very well to act.
But I know you by heart
one step forward, five steps back,
and here again in your enclosed world.
 
You look exactly the same to me now.
Like the first day,
cold and a bit strange.
 
A little loner
who's afraid to love,
and to be close,
will stay alone again
and forever alone.
 
And everything I have, I have given,
but it wasn't enough for me to save us.
And you are the way you are,
you'll never find peace,
I know that.
 
You look exactly the same to me now.
Like the first day,
cold and a bit strange.
 
A little loner
who's afraid to love,
and to be close,
will stay alone again
and forever alone.
 

Nine Lives

If only I had nine lives
To fall with you on the bed and watch a movie
And how the fear of burning up inside
Keeps leaving me behind and it's okay
All the disappointments through the years
Are stored in my heart like birthday wishes
And the luck is that I have myself
And these are the most precious riches
 
Every morning I would wake up to an ending day
Even when I told everyone that it was over
However hard I tried to speak without using words
I always felt that you were in another place
 
How I floated through space
And every day counting stars on the ceiling
Dreaming about in bed
About how you are
You'll want me back
 
You'll want me back
 
If I only had nine lives
To face the loneliness and the rain
And how I wished to fix it
And catch the dreams back in my net
 
Every morning I would wake up to an ending day
Even when I told everyone that it was over
However hard I tried to speak without using words
I always felt that you were in another place
 
How I floated through space
And every day counting stars on the ceiling
Dreaming about in bed
About how you are
You'll want me back
 
You'll want me back
 

Fiul Mamei Naturi

Născut băiat sărac la ţară--Fiul Mamei Naturi
Toată ziua stau cîntînd cîntece pentru fiecare.
 
Stai lîngă un izvor de munte--vezi apele-i curgînd
Ascultă frumosul sunet al muzicii ce zboară...
 
Găseşte-mă în cîmpul meu de iarbă--Fiul Mamei Naturi
smulgînd margarete cîntînd un cîntec leneş pe sub soare
 
Fiul Mamei Naturi...
 

Bedside Ghost

Sunshine on the other side of the closed curtain
This spinning spinning town, I'm feeling so fine
Look, even now there are toothbrushes aligned
It's time to replace them you know
 
Don't put in too much softener
I've told you so many times already
You have to clean it properly
And open your window once in a while
They're coming out dancing from the dusty albums
A lot of sweet melodies
 
The story I've drawn with you
The usual morning
Please don't let it disappear...
While the clock will surely stop
It will never fade
In that picture...
 
Even one second is disappointing
Until the day I start walking this life
Everyday life has went and changed
It will redecorate you, right?
But it's also a little bit lonely you know
The hand on your clock moves
At least now I can have these fun dreams
Praying at the bedside
 
Overcoming many times alone, during the sunrise...
City lights disappearing one by one...
It will take a long time but
My memories and I, will change into stars that cannot be seen
 
The story I've drawn with you
Like the shine up in the night sky
Like dreams I want to melt and mix
to become one with you...
 
Only one second, it doesn't matter
I want to walk with you again
You'll go find a replacement for me,
to have in your daily life
Yeah it is a little lonely you know
Only my clocks hands have stopped
For years I will not appear in your eyes
 
Yeah, even one second is disappointing
Until the day I start walking this life
Everyday life has went and changed
It will redecorate you, right?
But it is a little lonely too
The hand on your clock moves
At least now I can have these fun dreams
Praying at the bedside...
 

Mr. Cake

I'm your little dessert
You are the forbidden fruit
You don't come to me in small doses
After the encore, I want another encore
 
I want you to be totally mine
Oh, God, how hard I've tried
But cherries like you
Don't fall easily from the tree
 
I have love on the tray
You, the right full service
You know that your lips are
All that are on my mind right now
 
I can seem a bit crazy
I can seem much more weird
I fly like dreams and wait
For you to take at least a leap
 
Because my life is sweet
But it isn't at all fun without you
I want you be the cherry on top of me
Oh, with smiles and sweet kisses I'd like
For you to be my cherry
 
It's so simple, ooo
Cherries without cake exist
Cake without cherries, no
And all that I'd like
Is for you to be my cherry
 
The insects in my stomach
And the unforgettable moments
I would like to stretch them out
Like a chewing gum
 
To stick them in my hair
And to stick them to you too
And we have the same gum on our heads
Which sticks forever
 
Oh, God, how hard I've tried
To make her understand
That I would give her the whole world
Without hesitating, I would have given her even my guitar
And my soul and my favorite song
 
Because my life is sweet
But it isn't at all fun without you
I want you be the cherry on top of me
Oh, with smiles and sweet kisses I'd like
For you to be my cherry
 
It's so simple, ooo
Cherries without cake exist
Cake without cherries, no
And all that I'd like
Is for you to be my cherry
 
If I have made a mistake, please, tell me! Thank you!
Dacă am făcut o greșeală, te rog, spune-mi! Mulțumesc!

If I Leapt through Time

In the still closed diary
I left some pages half-written
 
Back when I was dreaming myself
Even now, it doesn't seem for me to get a little closer
 
Gather it up one by one
Even if it's a long way around
There's nothing to do in vain
Because I believe that it reaches there someday
 
If I leapt through time
I wonder what I'd tell to the past
I'm still confused but it's alright
The path is leading ahead even now
 
The hourglass that you gave me
Looks like a dream I saw one day
 
The traveler who dropped in on me
From the other side of far-off time
 
I can't get there on my own
Beyond the lofty wall
Let's go over it, hand in hand
Because I will be by your side forever
 
If I leapt through time
I wonder what I'd bring to the future
A memory that remains within my chest
Or a melody that brightens your smile
 
It doesn't change, never will
Holding on to my dreams
More and more, I want to change
That's why I like it, even more
 
Faraway era, a remote country
Echoes of the several melodies
The shine that bridges the sky
Will leap through time
 
An endlessly continuing story
On each stage of ours that we never see again
I wonder what will ever happen
On the other side of the open door
 

This told me my mother

Versions: #2
This told me my mother
that I shall buy for myself
a swift ship and with pretty oars,
to journey away with freebooters,
to stand tall on the prow,
steer a worthy merchant-ship,
direct it thus to the harbour,
strike one man and the other,
strike one man and the other.
 
With the file he strikes out, hard against the steel
of the prow-steed on the flat path,
with the chisel of the snowstorms,
the opposite-oared giant of the twig,
but the cold-made one of that willow,
the merciless one files
Gestill's swan with gusts,
this wand of steel against the ship's beak.
 
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You look into my eyes

Feelings hid the night.
Asking with tears to help the heart, with secret rain.
The doors are open into our home, where love abounds.
The happiness is very familiar with us. My world is full of your love.
You will not understand-every hour without you is the sign of trouble.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 
I know, the time will come. happiness is my stargazer.
Love will lighten up the day and the hurt will run away, follow the parting.
Your glance- whirlpool of love. I'm in the hands of my dream.
If you will call, *twice in the river we can walk in.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 

The Tiger Moth

Gonna explode after a few seconds
You can’t stop me
Broken timer switch
I’m running to 0
I won’t stop anymore
In your time, in your space
The dynamite is lighting up
The last remaining hesitation
Becomes powder
 
All right all right
It’s not a momentary clash
Allow allow
 
Burn, burn up my heart
Like a fire
My love so hot as if it’ll melt
Heart is a time bomb
The sky is dark red, dark red
Like a fire
The wait is over
 
Drunk with the dazzling you
I’m running to you
Tiger moth
I’ve already promised to let go of myself
Because it was dark
 
Fighting against the rain shower
That was like a drill
Trapped in cold air
The thing that made me fly
Was your eyes
 
I decided to be a prisoner
Forever in your love
I’m ready to go all in
I know this is my destiny
I can’t give up
If I lose you, I lose the world
Even if you can’t see me
I have to protect you
 
I can’t breathe
In my heart
In my head, you’re filled up
Decalcomanie with pieces of my tears
Like wallpaper of my heart’s cave
I’m drawing you out
But no one knows how long it’ll be
Pages filled with white space
I wanna be imprisoned in your cage
 
All right all right
It’s not a momentary clash
Allow allow
 
Burn, burn up my heart
Like a fire
My love so hot as if it’ll melt
Heart is a time bomb
The sky is dark red, dark red
Like a fire
The wait is over
 
Don’t look too long
My wings are too pitiful
 
Yes, I’m a tiger moth
Yes, I’m a tiger moth
My love so hot as if it’ll melt
Heart is a time bomb
 
Yes, I’m a tiger moth
Yes, I’m a tiger moth
I’ll live like fireworks
 

Violence, the kind that kills with words

It's in the eyes of a lost dog without a collar1,
in the heart of a man humiliated by a woman.
It's in the city, plastered on the walls,
idiotic slogans whispered by people.
 
And in the poor child as he watches his father going away,
in the searing memory of the love he's being deprived of.
It's in the voice, it's in the gestures.
You only have to whisper about it, and it will do the rest!
 
Violence, the kind that kills with words
Violence, the kind that shoots you down with a camera
Violence, the kind that won't say its name,
that will never be sorry
that murders in silence...
 
It's printed on an immigrant passport
It's displayed on photo prints2,
it's in the fear, it's in the cry,
in the eye of the victor and in his contempt.
 
It's in the hand of the one who expects it less.
Yesterday or tomorrow, it's still there.
The distant friendship, the hurtful pity,
there it holds true to all its promises.
 
(chorus)
 
It dwells in mud,
gossips and lie.
It's inside every one of us,
like a disease eating at us:
Violence!
 
(chorus)
 

• 1. refers to a famous novel of the 50's (Lost Dogs Without Collars), about juvenile delinquents being helped by a dedicated case worker
• 2. lit. 'silver paper', meant as a metonymy for photographs

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A last loving word

Versions: #2
Maybe what I'm writing
is much more than a letter,
rather a message
following a shipwreck.
 
In the great silence
I'm calling for help,
and so I utter
a last loving word.
 
You, the impossible1 child,
the impossible dream,
my reason for being,
my love madness
 
You, through whom I exist
You, the only artist
who could make
my sad Pierrot heart dance
 
Maybe you'll laugh
as you read my letter,
this cry of distress
written by my tenderness.
 
I don't care, I love you,
and that's quite enough
to send you anyway
a last loving word.
 
You, the inscrutable
You, the irreplaceable,
more handsome than the Devil,
more distant than God
 
You, my bleeding wound2
You, without whom
the joy in my eyes and the fire in my veins
go out3
 
Maybe you'll laugh
as you read my letter,
this cry of distress
written by my tenderness.
 
I don't care, I love you,
and that's quite enough
to send you anyway
a last loving word.
 

• 1. I've added the pun, hopefully it will compensate for the nice French I couldn't render.
  A more literal translation would be 'tearaway' or the French 'enfant terrible'
• 2. lit. 'you through which I bleed'
• 3. sorry about the awkward formatting, but I can't see how to move this 'go out' in front

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Escape from showbiz / Flying over the cottages of Barvikha

Leave it for someone else, I'm not interested
Let's finish this conversation, I'm not interested
I can see by your eyes who you are, if we're being honest
Don't talk to me, I'm not interested
Leave it for someone else, I'm not interested
Let's finish this conversation, I'm not interested
I can see by your eyes who you are, if we're being honest
Don't talk to me
 
This is like Shawshank only showbiz
Show-show of the fake and suck-ups
Your mouth is on lock, means baby rest in peace
But I gave it my life, gave it flow this my instrumental and baby
This my escape from showbiz on my Impala
Fresh dollar ye-yea, new dollar ye-yea
I try, I try mama to make more
Fresh dollar ye-yea, new dollar ye-yea
I try, I try
Fresh, fresh, fresh flow
Fresh (sound/soul/sauce) with the freshest hairline
I'm not interested in anything, what your clique lives for
There isn't a ruler for me to measure this show
Want a spoiler? They're gonna escape right at the end of the episode
 
Leave it for someone else, I'm not interested
Let's finish this conversation, I'm not interested
I can see by your eyes who you are, if we're being honest
Don't talk to me, I'm not interested
 
-
 
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
See the flock, in this flock are only psycho boys
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
Look at how amazed they are, look
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
See the flock, in this flock are only psycho boys
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
Look at how amazed they are, look
 
We're flying like plywood over Paris in a tight motion
We keep getting lower-lower-lower - no, not like that, look here
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha like a vortex
A flock of psychos, psychos, psychos - yea like that, look here
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
Representing a southern city - region number 23
We relax b*tch in a way that everything around burns
How we fly around the stage - yea just look
Here every day is like Halloween, yea we like the dark style
Here a couple cool guys will replace a six digit check
And to be honest - I give zero f*cks about the parties in Soho
We're in the studio at night and it's not bad here at all
 
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
See the flock, in this flock are only psycho boys
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
Look at how amazed they are, look
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
See the flock, in this flock are only psycho boys
We're flying over the cottages of Barvikha - look
Look at how amazed they are, look
 
We're flying, we're flying
See the flock, see the flock?