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Forgive me

I know it could have been
If I gave more love
If I didnt fail this much
The best of me
 
Now it's only worse
I caused you a lot of pain
I did not want it to be like this
My love, Love
 
Ewé, you dont want it no more
I ask for one more chance
Ewe, from the bottom of my heart
Because I love you (love you)
 
you dont want it no more
I ask for one more chance
Ewe, from the bottom of my heart
Baby, forgive me!
 
Forgive me!
Baby, forgive me
Forgive me, forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me!
 
I don't know what I should do to have you
You're driving me crazy.
I don't know what to say to convince you
My love
 
My heart like nothing
Grab me there, I'm not going to Maya.
Sorry if I did you wrong (Did you wrong)
 
you dont want it no more
I ask for one more chance
Ewe, from the bottom of my heart
Because I love you (Love you)
 
you dont want it no more
I ask for one more chance
Ewe, from the bottom of my heart
Baby, forgive me!
 
Forgive me!
Baby forgive me
Forgive me, forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me!
 
Ewé ...
Ewé ...
 
Baby forgive me!
Forgive me!
Baby forgive me
Forgive me, forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me!
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me
 

Detective Conan - theme song

Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan, Conan!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan, Conan!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan!
 
Each mystery is not a mystery anymore for Conan
He distinguishes lies from truth with ability ( oh oh)
He solves each case following his instinct ( following his instinct )
And he does not give up, so he succeeds in
 
Conan!
He only knows what to do
He only knows where to go
He only knows who to look for
Per find the truth
 
Conan super detective wearing his glasses
who is hunting for criminals
He will reveal each secret
Still investigating
Conan, he who does not make any mistake
And he always hits the target
But his real identity ...
Nobody knows now!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan, Conan!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan!
 
He is in love, but he cannot come out
Because he was a kid again for a while
Only investigating, he knows that he perhaps will find
Who make him adult again
So he never gives up
 
Conan super detective wearing his glasses
who is hunting for criminals
He will reveal each secret
Still investigating
Conan, he who does not make any mistake
And he always hits the target
But his real identity ...
Nobody knows now!
 
Still investigating
Conan, he who does not make any mistake
And he always hits the target
But his real identity ...
Nobody knows now!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan, Conan!
 
Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh, Oh-ohoh
Detective Conan!
 
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Squares

I don't regret
nor my heart changes
Love is not a brake
It's a throttle
 
In my mind's squares
I was mumbling for you every night
Without much arguments
 
In my mind's squares
I’ve never entered
And I grew up to pay with you too much
 
Me and the excesses
We've been around many times
Firing the excitement
And I pushed the logic
 
For your own kisses
I gave keys quickly
And I had seen you from the beginning
How you are you the shallow sea?
 
I don't regret
nor my heart changes
Love is not a brake
It's a throttle
 
In my mind's squares
I was mumbling for you every night
Without much arguments
 
In my mind's squares
I’ve never entered
And I grew up to pay with you too much
 
In my mind's squares
I’ve never entered
And I grew up to pay with you too much
 

Here under despotism

Here under despotism, on the highest hill
I look far away to the remoteness, old people are counting their profit
Here under ivory tower, Finland submits itself to elite
I make a blanket to myself against protection
 
And under despotism I shall come and I shall go
And only when elitists are seeing, I will cry a tear for you
 
Here under ivory tower, there is sorrow everywhere
Here even the suspenseful moon is also melancholic
Here under despotism, frost sneaks all the way into your soul
And by killing all the feelings, it breaks the worker
 
And under despotism I shall come and I shall go
And only when elitists are seeing, I will cry a tear for you
 
Here under despotism, there are slaves everywhere
I wonder why this is done, poor will be even more poor
Here under ivory tower, even the smallest ones have to be
Us oppressed are disturbet, who's going to save us
 
And under despotism I shall come and I shall go
And only when elitists are seeing, I will cry a tear for you
 
And under despotism I shall come and I shall go
And only when elitists are seeing, I will cry a tear for you
 
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Why?

why the dawn is not here yet?
isnt it time yet?
its like someone has
taken away the mornings
 
I passed it thousand times\
and same deadheads from the streets\
i have nothing left
 
why the flowers are not blooming?
isntit time yet?
its like someone has
stolen the spring
 
I finally saw it
the fire that they call it life
left me with nothing
 
why? why ?
all of my loved ones left
one one to far away
 
why?why?
no one is coming back
please god
dont test me anymore
 

Alcoholism

I'm not one of those who believe in fate.
I'm not one of those who searches for fleeting pleasures.
I am ordinary nobody, I'm late everywhere.
I'm not one of those, who live up to the old.
I don't try to explain my dreams,
I get only fits of fatigue from them.
The fear of death often visited me,
I'm not one of those, who live up to the old.
Sticky gray everyday life.
I'm terrified by how disgusting my thoughts are.
I don't wait for anything, I'm late everywhere.
I'm not one of those, who live up to the old.1
Nightingale has a nice song —
A song of requiem for my head.
Blossomed — dissipated, grew — as for knife-making,2
And now suddenly it hung down, like lifeless.
Thoughts, my thoughts! Pain in temples and crown.
I have spent my youth prematurely, untimely.
How it happened, how it came by, I do not understand myself.
At night I press a hard pillow against my heart.
Go flowing, sonorous song, pour out a sad thrill.
In the dark it seems to me - I embrace my sweet.
Drink, sing in your youth, hit your lives without a miss —
Anyway, your beloved one once will fade out like a cherry.
I have fade, don't know where. In the drinking may be? In the glory?
They liked me in my youth, and now they have left me.
That's why the nightingale's song is nice —
A song of requiem for my head.
***
You're nonentity, you're nothing,
You've spent everything on your drinking.
 

• 1. Lines below belong to russian poet Sergei Yesenin.
• 2. The poet compares the head of his lyrical hero with a bird-cherry tree, which is often used for making knife handgrips.

The Little Flower In The Garden

The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
She promised to that she would take me
 
The little flower of the mountain
The little flower of the mountain
The little flower of the mountain
Pays no attention to me at all
 
Come, let's go to the island,
Come, let's go to the island,
Come, let's go to the island,
You and I, and your mom
 
Come, let's go to where you speak of
Come, let's go to where you speak of
Come, let's go to where you speak of
There, where the birds build nests
 
The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
She promised to that she would take me
 

Mauritanian National Anthem

The country of fatherhood is the honorable gift
And the fortress of the Book, which is not bound 
Ayia Moritan Spring Harmony 
And the pillar of forgiveness is the hole of peace
 
We will protect your fiancé and we will pay you 
And hope for hope 
And when we meet we will answer you
 
Your character has not been blocked 
The sun on your forehead did not go away 
Nmac of Amjad expresses 
Africa has the freshest upstream
 
We gave birth to the dew and the father 
A good pregnancy 
And the prey of Khasibah, and if they find it 
Smona, and we were welcome
 
Your enemy has kept us young and bitter 
So he got down and not stable
 
We have made you a covenant, and our promise is a promise 
We will give you a sense of generosity
 
We will protect your fiancé and we will pay you 
And hope for hope 
We will protect your fiancé and we will pay you 
And when we meet we will answer you
 

But where is she?

I learned what happiness is, for I was loved,
Those days when we were together live on in my memory.
I cried with her, and I laughed with her,
In those days, when I was loved, when I was loved
We wanted to be together,
To live as two with one heartbeat
As long as my dear friend was nearby
That was happiness: being close to a true friend
Who was so able to love.
 
Whose fault is it that the years marched on,
Where was she in such a hurry to go
I was alone, I waited for her: to come back,
And tell me 'I love you'
But days became nights, and year after year flew,
Past when she would come to me with a smile like before,
Like in those days, where her and I
Were inseparable, and I was loved
Those days when we were together live on in my memory.
But where is she?
 

Oh, Please Tell Me

Oh, please tell me
Please tell me my love.
Oh, please tell me
Please tell me my love.
Now even if I were dying,
I don't want to live without you,
I don't want to live without you.
 
This pain of separation, doesn't sit well with me,
It's an atmosphere of gloom*, my friend.
There is no other desire left in my heart,
But the one desire - to see you.
 
Oh, please tell me
Please tell me my love.
Oh, please tell me
Please tell me my love.
Now even if I were dying,
I don't want to live without you,
 
Now even if I were dying,
I don't want to live without you,
I don't want to live without you,
I don't want to live without you,
 

Ea e opiu

Tu nu ești femeie
Ești miracol de la Dumnezeu
 
Când mă săruți
E foc, să știi
Forță supraomenească
Mai dă-mi putere
 
Ea e opiu
Câmp de flori de mac
Ce m-a îmbătat
Aproape că m-a omorât sărac
 
Tu nu ești păpușă
Tu ești adevărul meu
Când am venit
Te-ai gândit, să știi
Ceva va fi odată
Iar apoi va fi sfârșit
 
Ea e opiu
Câmp de flori de mac
Ce m-a îmbătat
Aproape că m-a omorât sărac
 
Tu nu ești foc
Dar ești mare topitoare
 
Când îmi vorbești
E un cântec, să știi
Sărut de viață.
Cu un cântec dă-mi
 

Anthem of Apollon Smyrnis

Apollo, laurel-crowned, you are the God of beauty
And from you stem the morals and civilisation (bis)
 
Apollo, Apollo, Apollo, pride of all the Hellenes
You glorify our shining blue colour, while you symbolise our flag's cross
 
Apollo, team of the giants, you have heroic children
Who have steel bodies and everyone's heart is fearless (bis)
 
Apollo, Apollo, Apollo, pride of all the Hellenes
You glorify our shining blue colour, while you symbolise our flag's cross
 
[instrumental]
 
Apollo, Apollo, Apollo, pride of all the Hellenes
You glorify our shining blue colour, while you symbolise our flag's cross
 

Summer Of Goodbye

A ship veiled in the shining sea
Leaves behind the steam of good-bye
If I went down that loose hill,
Would I meet the summer coloured wind
My love is a melody
Which I sing high and low
My love is a seagull
That flies high and low
If I tried to call out in the sunset,
I wonder if I'd encounter the gentle you
 
The sound of a piano that somebody plays
Very much resembles the rumbling of the sea
Do the people who come and go late in the afternoon
Carry a summer coloured dream too?
My love is a diary
That spells the pages of my life
My love is a boat
That goes throughout the empty sea
If I looked back in the sunset,
I wonder if you'd be looking for me
 
On the promenade shaking trees
Cast shadows of good-bye
Can the old chapel and chicken weather vane
Be seen in the summer coloured town
Yesterday's love is nothing more but tears
They will soon dry out and disappear
Tomorrow's love is a mere refrain -
Words that have no end
If we met by chance in the sunset,
I wonder if you'd embrace me.
 

The one who lives for you

You need her Hands
you need a embrace
someone who loves you like crazy
wasn't it me
 
Ref.
The one that lives for you
who doesn't want it to end
the one that loves you like crazy
this is me, this is me
 
you need real love
which gives forgiveness
to be with you forever
wasn't it me
 
you need one heart
so that it's glow heats you
who knows your soul
wasn't it me?
 

South Vietnamese National Anthem

Oh citizens! Our country has reached the day of liberation.
Of one heart we go forth, sacrificing ourselves with no regrets.
For the future of the people, advance into battle,
Let us make this land eternally strong.
Should our bodies be left on the battlefields,
The nation will be avenged with our crimson blood
In troublesome times, the Race will be rescued,
We the People remain resolute in our hearts and minds.
Courageously we will fight such that everywhere,
The Glory of the Vietnamese forever resounds!
Oh citizens! Hasten to offer yourselves under the flag!
Oh citizens! Hasten to defend this land,
Escape from destruction, and bask our race in glory, 
Make its name shine, forever worthy of our forebears!
 

The Voice of Parting

Alone on a quiet morning,
Silently singing of a winter feeling.
All because you wouldn't look at me.
And as my dream ends, I cry the next day.
 
I started to forget.
You were somewhere far away.
How could you go somewhere that I could never reach?
The voice of parting resounds within in my heart.
Like someone unknown knocking on my door.
I can hear it.
 
The splitting clouds up above,
Reflected in the corner of a small window.
That's when you started whistling.
And as my dream ends, I cry the next day.
 
I started to forget.
You were somewhere far away.
How could you go somewhere that I could never reach?
The voice of parting resounds within in my heart.
Like someone unknown knocking on my door.
I can hear it.
 

The Weeping Woman

Versions: #2
You were leaving a temple one day, Weeping Woman,
and I saw you passing by.
You were leaving a temple one day, Weeping Woman,
and I saw you passing by.
 
You wore a beautiful huipil, Weeping Woman,
I even thought you were the Virgin.
You wore a beautiful huipil, Weeping Woman,
I even thought you were the Virgin.
 
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman from a field of irises.
Woe is me, Weeping Woman.
Weeping Woman from a field of irises.
 
He who doesn't know about love,
won't know what is agony.
He who doesn't know about love,
won't know what is agony.
 
I don't know what's with the flowers, Weeping Woman,
the flowers from a cemetery.
I don't know what's with the flowers, Weeping Woman,
the flowers from a cemetery.
 
When the wind moves them, Weeping Woman,
they look like they're crying.
When the wind moves them, Weeping Woman,
they look like they're crying.
 
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman, take me to the river.
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman, take me to the river.
 
Cover me with your shawl, Weeping Woman,
because I'm freezing to death.
Cover me with your shawl, Weeping Woman,
because I'm freezing to death.
 

The Child I'm Leaving Behind

Attention! I'm in mortal danger
And I've already warned you
She will stay here and I will go away
 
This child of mine
Evil people are after her
This child of mine
On a tide of misfortune
 
God gave me this offspring
That I brought into the world
And she will stay here
When I am gone
 

Broken Hearts

So many times I tried
to always succumb
For the harmony of us
even sometimes it hurts
 
Look at my red cheek
marks of your hand
Like what you always did
when you are angry, covering your guilt
 
Am I the same?
like that bird
sold by people
so you do what you like
by doing that
you hurt me
 
If we are going to part
it is not a destiny
maybe this is better
to make yoy satisfied share love
return me please
i'm with my mom or my father
 
in the past, like handful of gold
You marry me
in the past, swear promise
in front of witness wow wow
but all is gone
lost in lies, oo-oo
but now just story
broken hearts
 
just
just let it be sadness tonight
maybe tomorrow
happt with other
 
If we are going to part
it is not a destiny
maybe this is better
to make yoy satisfied share love
return me please
i'm with my mom or my father
 
in the past, like handful of gold
You marry me
in the past, swear promise
in front of witness wow wow
but all is gone
lost in lies, oo-oo
but now just story
broken hearts
but now just story
broken hearts
 

Expeditionary´s Song

Do you know where I come from?
I come from the morro, from Engenho (*),
From the jungles, from the coffee plantations,
From the coconut´s good land,
From the hut, where one is little,
Two is good, tree is too much,
I come from silky beaches,
From altered mountains,
From the pampas (1), from the seringal (2),
From the curly river banks,
From the green rough seas,
From my homeland.
For as many lands as I go,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning back there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
 
I come from my land
From the mountain range´s white house
From the moonlight of my countryside
I come from my Maria (3)
which name initiates
on the palm of my hand
Moema´s (4) warm arms
Iracema´s (5) honey lips
extended for me
Oh, my beloved land
From Senhora Aparecida (6)
From Senhor do Bonfim (7)
 
For as many lands as I go to,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning back there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
Do you know where I come from?
From a land that I have
In my guitar´s bunt
That by living in my chest
Even got the shape
Of a big heart
I left my ground behind
My limon, my limon tree
My rosewood´s foot
My little house
Up on the hill
Where the sabiá (8) sings
 
For as many lands as I go to,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
 
I come from beyond this mound
That still azures the horizon
Where our love was born
From the ranch next door
A coconut tree, poor tree,
already died of saudades (9)
I come from the most beautiful green
From the goldest yellow
From the most full of light blue
Full of silver stars
That kneel dazzled
Doing the cross sign
 
For as many lands as I go to,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning back there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
 
(*) Morro do Engenho - a favela in Rio de Janeiro (a city in Brazil)
(1) kind of vegetationin in south Brazil
(2) rubber plantation
(3) woman´s name (Mary)
(4) Indian´s name
(5) name of a book and the indian woman of the book
(6) Saint patron of Brazil
(7) Saint patron of Bahia (A brazilian´s State)
(8) a little bird
(9) there is no good translation to this word - it´s a feeling - one feels when missing something or someone
 
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To Love Means

Versions: #2
Who left footprints so you can find to walk upon
so you can have a path to retun
and when you return to tell you i am here
 
Who took from the Sunset the Suns colors
so you can see and on the ground
your eyes never fall , your eyes that i love (to cherish)
 
To love means for strangers to meet
and the two of them mean more to each other than anyone else
 
To love means something that brings you to exaggeration ( to do something extreme without logic)
 
Who from one day to the next (day) fought
in front of you to win sorrows
and for you to never feel bitterness
 
Who night after night counted breathes
to come closer to you and mountains he passed
to be by your side so you never feel fear
 
To love means for strangers to meet
and the two of them mean more to each other than anyone else
 
To love means something that brings you to exaggeration ( to do something sponateous)
 
Exaggerations i did , all was worth it
for you i'd do it all over again
 
I have never regreted i'll never regret
and always extravagant for you i will declare
To Love means.
 

The gipsy shouted, changing his horse ...

The gipsy shouted, changing his horse:
'With a horse you are living free.
Don't make out of me, me,
With me there is enough me!
 
Don't let your mood be spoilt groundlessly,
Without gain don't trouble ...
I am not suited as an owner
Of people and horses.
 
Don't discuss with rascals,
Run away from old wives' advices ...
I take an oath that the horse isn't stolen
And that it is of Arabian blood'.
 

There arrived in Monaco ...

There arrived in Monaco
some voyak,
Went to the casino und squandered capital, -
And his inner voice
exclaimed despairingly:
'Oh, what the hell - again lost!'
 
The bankrupt began to yell: 'Who has said that?!'
The croupier shrugged indifferently with his shoulders,
The porter pointed instantly to the exit,
There hit him someone on the eye - now, in general, a scandal.
 
And he cried again: 'Who has said that?!
The same voice who told me the numbers! ..' -
He shot himself in the mouth - and was at once quiet.
The poor man doesn' exist anymore, it's a pity about the capital.
 

Detective Conan 2nd Theme Song

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan
 
With Detective Conan every mystery is not a mystery anymore
He skillfully tells lies apart from truth
Oh oh (oh oh, oh oh)
 
Case after case he solves everything following his instinct
(Following his instinct)
And never gives up
That way he makes it
Conan
 
Only he knows what to do
Only he knows where to go
Only he knows whom to search for
To discover the truth
 
Conan, super detective with glasses
Chasing criminals
He will unveil every secret
Investigating further
 
Conan, who never makes a mistake
Who always hits his target
But his true identity
Is still unknown
 
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan (Conan)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan
 
He's in love, but
He can't propose
Since he's been back a child for very long
Only by investigating he knows
He'll maybe find
The one who will turn him back adult
So he never gives up
 
Conan, super detective with glasses
Chasing criminals
He will unveil every secret
Investigating further
 
Conan, who never makes a mistake
Who always hits his target
But his true identity
Is still unknown
 
Investigating further
 
Conan, who never makes a mistake
Who always hits his target
But his true identity
Is still unknown
 
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan (Conan)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan
 
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Leonard doesn't sing

Somewhere in the west there is a manor house
And it's mistress is yelling
oh she yells loudly
In a curve, she bangs her head on the floor
Says again and again 'Fucking Leonard!'
Nothing else really
 
Nearby there is a dance pavilion
and a wretched
some sort of drunk tank
In all of them i have sang
That is known by Police
and by many rich older ladies
 
Oh, but for i was given a personality of a slob
and the ladies had all the money
I didn't really have a choice but to sing
 
So i had ended up in the wastes
and the marks were
fit for the deed
But for evil i have never done a thing
if i ever sang a sentence
it was due to circumstances
 
When they put a sack over my head
and decorated it with rope
I didn't have a choice but to sing
 
Then i sang the bad old D
And so someone disappeared into the depths of the river
For all eternity
with their shoes made of cement
 
And now you hear the conscience scolding: You moron, is your neck tingling?
It would be for the best if Leonard never sings
 
Oh the lovely fatherland
has started to burn beneath my feet
Many mysterious men, many widowed women
overly bitter - >Something could happen
to your humble storyteller
something violent, irreversible
 
Oh, but for i was given a personality of a slob
and the ladies had all the money
I didn't really have a choice but to sing
 
When they put a sack over my head
and decorated it with rope
I didn't have a choice but to sing
 
So if you get us a four wheeler
I shall get us passports and ready everything else
And behind the borders
I promise i shall not sing
 
Then i will dance with you, even though it wouldn't
Be a beautiful sight, and i promise you:
I shall not sing a sentence, not about you at least
I shall not sing a tune, not about you, ever
I shall not sing a sentence, not about you at least
I shall not sing a tune, not about you, ever
 
Jon Of Finland

To You

Versions: #2
To you I am talking to you,
to you who doesn't listen
To you, with what you have in excess
you could give me light to light up the days
 
To you who plays to win over me
when you know well that I have lost everything
To you I am talking to you
even though you don't care what I'm saying
 
To you I am talking to you
Although it's a waste of time
To you that has gone far past
the rigor of cries and melancholy
 
If I never told the truth
it's because the truth was always a lie
To you I am talking to you
although you don't give a damn about what I'm saying
 
To you who didn't have the courage to fight for yourself
To you who consoles yourself covering up with Channel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
Nothing
 
To you who for spite is thinking with your feet
To you who left me alone including when you were in my company
You have nothing left, you have nothing left
Nothing
 
To you I am talking to you
so deaf and resigned
To you who sleeps with your pride
and you let yourself be touched with you cheap resentment
 
To you who likes to be a matyr
handing out faults that are only yours
To you I am talking to you
because no one else understand better what I am telling you
 
To you who didn't have the courage to fight for yourself
To you who consoles yourself covering up with Channel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
Nothing
 
To you who for spite is thinking with your feet
To you who left me alone including when you were in my company
You have nothing left, you have nothing left
Nothing
 
You have nothing left and at least I have left
This incurable syndrome of loving you so much
 
To you who didn't have the courage to fight for yourself
To you who consoles yourself covering up with Channel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
 

Sudanese National Anthem

We are the soldiers of God, 
the soldiers of our homeland,
We never fail when called for sacrifice.
Death, we defy at adversity.
Glory, we buy with the highest price.
This land is ours.
May, our Sudan, live long,
an edifice among the nations,
O Sons of the Sudan, this is your symbol,
which shoulders your burden
and shields your land.
 

National Anthem of Oman

O Lord, protect for us
His Majesty the Sultan
and the people in our land 
with honour and peace.
May he live long, strong and supported, 
glorified be his leadership.
For him we shall lay down our lives. 
 
O Oman, since the time of the Prophet
We are a dedicated people
amongst the noblest Arabs. 
Be happy! Qaboos has come 
With the blessings of Heaven
Be cheerful and commend him
to the protection of our prayers.
 

A woman's heart

I'm alone tonight
Alone again...
I feel how lonely is this heart
I feel how sore is this heart
The wound in my chest
 
Drops of tears
Falling on my cheeks
Gone are my wishes
and my dreams...
 
You flirt with her in front of me
You seduce her in your embrace
How insufferable is this pain of my heart
The world feels dark to me, ooh...
 
What can this self do
It's the fate of a woman
Only cries and tears
The foothold of sorrow
 

minutes

Versions: #2
the clock on the wall
says that it is 6:23
and the present is an athlete without feet
it is already 6:43
and the corpse of the passed minute
says to me 'So you live here whether you like it or not'
and the nostalgia puts a house in my head
and gives six fifty
 
who told you that I
am the dream you once dreamed
who told you
turn around my future upside down
now it is 7:16
and the corpse of the minute passed
says to me your strategy ruined you
nothing remains but to learn to live alone
if you have guts left (translators note: the term guts refers to strength or nerve)
 
the house is not another house
that a grave yard of stories
enters in pits
that others call memories
 
(chorus)
Minutes,
that are salt in the wound
are passing my life
spending the clock
Minutes,
they are the morgue of time,
the corpses of moments
that don't ever return
there is no clock that can turn things back
 
what hurts spends
the instant in which you are not there
what is the cost to struggle
now it is 9:23
and the corpse of the passed minute,
makes fun of my desire to kiss
the photo that you left in the drawer (specifically dresser drawer)
 
My loneliness is your revenge
the minister of time
put your seat on my pillow
there you encounter moments
that mean nothing at all
 
(chorus)
Minutes,
that are salt in the wound
are passing my life
spending the clock
Minutes,
they are the morgue of time,
the corpses of moments
that don't ever return
there is no clock that can turn things back
 
minutes that mock me,
minutes with the fury of the sea,
minutes pass that don't go anywhere,
minutes with rain of salt,
minutes with fire on the skin,
minutes that are outsiders and that come and go without saying,
minutes that hurt me without you,
minutes that don't hit pension,
minutes that when dying will form the battalion of yesterday,
minutes that rob the light,
minutes that oxidize my faith,
minutes tenants of time as long as they last,
minutes that enjoy dying,
minutes that don't go anywhere,
minutes that crash into me...
are the kamikaces of God (kamikaces referring and comparing to the kamikaces warriors of Japan in WWII)
 

Sketch of a goodbye

In a dawn, a couple is sitting
On a guardrail
They watch melancholically
The sun that rises over the buildings
 
Through the dance hall where they met
And the alley where they kissed
Until now, they've been looking for
The spot where they lost their love
 
Why... now... you became... like wind...
Our eyes... in our glance... only remains... a goodbye
Why... now... I became... like rain...
Suddendly... our hearts... and dreams... got soaked wet in light
 
on the other side of the street, the lovers
behave how they did once a time, caressing cheek to cheek
 
Why... now... you became... like wind...
fingers... hair... already... far
Why... now... I became... like rain...
the glance... covers... you... just tell me farewell
 
Why... now... you became... like wind...
Our eyes... in our glance... only remains... a goodbye
Why... now... I became... like rain...
Suddendly... our hearts... and dreams... got soaked wet in light
 
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Donor Song

Do you have a moment?
May I ask you some questions?
It won’t take much time,
so please circle whichever you like.
 
First:
“In the event that I am declared either brain dead or cardiac dead…
…I hereby agree to donate my organs for transplantation.”
 
And second:
“In the event that I am declared cardiac dead…
I hereby agree to donate my organs for transplantation.”
 
Third:
“I will not donate any organs”
 
“Those who selected the first or second,
ith the exception of the third:”
Take my heart, my liver, my kidneys, my pancreas too
if it’s for someone else’s sake.
 
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
A world without you in it…
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
…Wouldn’t be worth anything.
 
If you could go on living in someone else,
if a part of you could remain here,
Why, that’s a wonderful thing, isn’t it.
At most it’d be a very nice dream.
Just, if my wish could come true,
if time would return to me,
On the day of the operation,
I would gladly switch places.
 
If God pulled a prank on me,
or maybe was angry,
Take my cells, my lungs, my intestines, and my eyes, too,
If it’s for someone else’s sake.
 
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
Simply wanting to go on living with you…
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
…wouldn’t be worth anything.
 
My heart, my liver, my kidneys, my pancreas,
My cells, my lungs, my intestines, and my eyes, too.
If it’s for someone else’s sake,
If it’s for someone else’s sake.
 
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
A world without you in it….
Thank you, and way to go.
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
A world without you in it…
It’s all fine by me,
I hereby agree.
…wouldn’t be worth anything.
 
Do you have a moment?
May I ask you some questions?
It won’t take much time,
so please circle whichever you like.