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MONA ROSA

MONA ROSA
 
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
The roses of Geyve and the white bed
The bird with a broken wing wants mercy
Oh, they will ensanguined with blood because of you
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
 
Dirty jackals howl at the moon,
Rabbits look at the mountain timidly.*
Mona Rosa, there is something wrong with me today
The rain falls to the ground in huge drops
Dirty jackals howl at the moon.
 
Don't open your window, draw the curtains,
Mona Rosa, I shouldn't see you.
One look will suffice for me to be dead.
Understand Mona Rosa, I am a lunatic.
Don't open your window, draw the curtains.
 
Olive trees, willow shade,
Come to light with me.
An engagement ring, a door sound
Remind me of you all the time.
Olive trees, willow shade.
 
Lilies bloom in the most deserted areas
And there is pride in every wildflower.
The wind waiting behind a candle
Keeps rocking my lightless soul.
Lilies bloom in the most deserted areas.
 
Your hands, your hands, and your fingers
Are like crushing a garnet.
A woman is understood from her hands,
Like touring at the bottom of the sea.
Your hands, your hands, and your fingers.
 
How fast the time flies Mona!
It's twelve, the lights are gone
Sleep and may cranes appear in your dream
Don't look weirdly at the sky this much.
How fast the time flies Mona!
 
Pipits come in the evenings,
They perch on the fig trees of my garden.
Some are white, some are yellow.
Oh, should they shoot me instead of a bird!
Pipits come in the evenings.
 
And I, Mona Rosa, find you
In the glances of pipits.
Fill this empty sail with life
Your innocent glances at the water edge.
And I, Mona Rosa, find you.
 
Don't look at my face injuredly, Rosa.
You haven't listened to ballads from me.
My love is not suited to every instrument.
A bullet sings the most beautiful song.
Don't look at my face injuredly, Rosa.
 
Now believe me, immigrant girl,
Listen to and accept my confession.
A cold, an odd, a blue ache**
Pervaded all sides of me.
Now believe me, immigrant girl.
 
Spica grows after the rains,
Fruits ripen with patience.
One day, look into my eyes deeply
You'll understand why the dead lives.
Spica grows after the rains.
 
Gold bracelets, that scented skin
Should answer to that bloody bird feather.***
Such a feather that perishes if you smile,
Such a feather that is closed for day and night.
Gold bracelets, that scented skin.
 
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
The roses of Geyve and the white bed
The bird with a broken wing wants mercy
Oh, they will ensanguined with blood because of you
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
 
Sezai KARAKOC
 
Nesivena

Chinese teacups

A gramophone a gogo
playing and playing
irascible guerilla well
bombing, bombing.
 
He showed the dread in a peculiar way
family house couch springs
old kalimba, old
old kalimba
 
Chinese flower vase, winged dragon shield
mansion
wallclock, fool shield
crossed swords against the wall.
 
Deputy hanging his head, doctor in medicine
experimenting bodies eaten by beetles
A shelf with bloodless scalpels
and dentures
with enervatings in the plaques
Dentures
above chinese teacups
 
A missionary sugar bowl, a light peribody
is the picture of coruro (the picture of coruro)
that died hard and couldn't (that died hard and couldn't)
avoid the dread.
 

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Last forever

[Verse 1]
Time is fleeting
But we're gonna hold on to this moment
Stop searching, we've reached our goal
And we won't go back
We're celebrating life
The world being our oyster
We won't dare to sleep
Until the sun defeats the night
 
[Chorus]
Come on, let's make this last forever
I want to see the whole world dancing
Let's embrace happiness
I want to see the whole world dancing, dancing, dancing
 
[Verse 2]
Inhale this golden air
It doesn't get any better than this
No idea where this trip will lead us
All that matters are the two of us
Never again remind me
Of a different time
Because I want this here
To remain unforgettable forever
 
[Chorus]
Come on, let's make this last forever
I want to see the whole world dancing
Let's embrace happiness
I want to see the whole world dancing, dancing, dancing
 
[Bridge]
I don't want to forget a single thing
Record everything the way it is
The way you're standing next to me
As time passes way too quickly
 
[Chorus]
Come on, let's make this last forever
I want to see the whole world dancing
Let's embrace happiness
I want to see the whole world dancing, dancing, dancing
 
Come on, let's make this last forever
I want to see the whole world dancing
Let's embrace happiness
I want to see the whole world dancing, dancing, dancing
 
[Outro]
I want to see the whole world dancing
Come on, let's make this last forever
 
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Honaloochie Boogie

I just can't stand it, every day
Sleeping underneath skyscrapers
Poverty, a minister, a great minister, I'm an average Japanese
 
'I'm broke, so I've got to go to work.'
'But, being bossed around by him is as uncomfortable as wearing small shoes.'
'I'll play hooky from work.'
'I'm hungry.'
I'm always like this
 
Honaloochie boogie yeah
Don't judge a book by its cover
Honaloochie boogie yeah
What the heck is Chuck Berry?
 
I let my disheveled hair grow long
The beats become more intense
Sorry, so-called social codes
Someday I'll make up for it with rock'n'roll
 
'I'm out of work, so I've got to find one.'
'But it looks like rain.'
'Getting the tips of my toes wet is uncomfortable.'
'I'll spend all day in playing the guitar.'
I'm learning guitar chords now
 
Honaloochie boogie yeah
Don't judge a book by its cover
Honaloochie boogie yeah
I want to shine
Honaloochie boogie yeah
I'm a nonentity now, but someday...
Please God
Honaloochie boogie yeah
A rock'n'roll minister...
Sounds good, right?
 
Honaloochie boogie yeah
Not all is my fault
Honaloochie boogie yeah
My youth lasts long
Honaloochie boogie yeah
Don't judge a book by its cover
Honaloochie boogie yeah
I ran out of cigarettes...
 

Cerul are o singură intrare

Auzi, ce mai faci?
S-a potolit vântul acela frumos este,
Crede că există primăvară în mine de o jumătate de oră.
Cerul are o singură intrare.
 
Te-ai oprit din a face rău,
Ai gândurile fragile.
Ai început să faci pace cu tine însuți
Și încă mai trăiești în umbră.
 
Te iubesc, îmi spui,
Nu pot/ Nu sunt în stare să te iubesc așa cum vrei tu.
 
Îți scriu de aici
Căci acesta este încă pământul tău
Si cum să te fac să respiri ce respir eu?
O navă albă în fiecare oră.
 
Te iubesc, îmi spui,
Nu meriti partea mea cea mai rea, tu nu.
 
Și nu e pentru a te grăbi,
Și nu este pentru distanță,
Am trăit și trăiesc fără tine.
 
Îți scriu ca să simți,
Îți scriu fără timp,
Nu am putut primi
 
Ceea ce simt pentru tine este puternic,
Ceea ce simt pentru tine este întotdeauna că tu...
Mă iubești... îmi spui,
Nu sunt în măsură să te iubesc.
 
Va trece mult timp
Vei fi deja la mare.
Ia-ți timp și nu te simți vinovată, căci
Voința va decide încă.
 
Te iubesc, îmi spui,
Cerul are o singură intrare,
Te iubesc, îmi spui,
Cerul are o singură intrare, deschide-o, deschide-o!
 

I Am Nicholas Horthy's Soldier

I am Nicholas Horthy's soldier, his finest soldier.
I gaily live my soldierly life, I have no care for anything else.
I march at my corporal's word,
I so think of my Violet,
I am Nicholas Horthy's soldier, his finest soldier.
 
They delivered my draft notice, o my mother, my soul.
Cry not so bitterly, because I have to go.
The captain will take care of me,
Nicholas Horthy will be my dear father,
I am Nicholas Horthy's soldier, his finest soldier.
 
With forget-me-nots the trench is full, how fair their blue,
Dress up, fair girls of Csik, in festival white.
Pick the garden's violets,
So await Horthy's soldier(s)!
I am Nicholas Horthy's soldier, his finest soldier.
 
I am Nicholas Horthy's soldier, proud I am of it,
Therefore became I fair Hungary's brave soldier,
Her three-colored flag I unfurl,
And my life for it I will spill,
I am Nicholas Horthy's soldier, his finest soldier.
 

The Bells Say Goodbye

A gentle rain comes falling down. A person's hair is soaked through.
From the top of a long, winding hill, I just barely hear the sound of a bell.
From the very depths of my heart, you begin to disappear.
This frightening loneliness takes hold of my body.
Goodbye, my love. I'm already on the other side.
Goodbye, my love. I see a vision of you before my eyes.
 
Some time ago, we were smiling. Then the two of us finally broke up.
They are such beautiful memories to me. We said goodbye so gracefully.
Then a day came when you arrived, to make your home inside my heart.
And just like a naive girl I secretly longed for you.
Goodbye, my love. I'm just such an idiot.
Goodbye, my love. I congratulate you in a small voice.
 
Goodbye, my love. The bell rings so wonderfully.
Goodbye, my love. The sound of goodbye echoes through me.
 
Goodbye, my love. The bell rings so wonderfully.
Goodbye, my love.
 

Persephone

You and I have four tails in total
Besides you have three and I have one
 
Good Heavens, who I got in touch with?
Good Heavens, who sent you?
Good Heavens, who I got in touch with?
Good Heavens, you were sent!
 
Poor, poor Persephone
Poor Persephone
Sun gave a sign
I thought, cut flowers don't fade
But sure they do!
 
Run, get to the higher powers, run.
No children in the palace of children and youth
A statement of accomplishments is written in blood
Course of events cannot be seen from here
Filth, 'noblemen', foot in a door.
A shadow's been wandering around in Hades's underworld.
 
So
Poor, poor Persephone
Poor Persephone
Sun gave a sign
Thought, cut flowers don't fade
But sure they do!
 
Sometimes lonely blind samurais
Cannot commit harakiri
Pioneers armed themselves with katanas
They've been teached to respect olders not for nothing!
 
Poor, poor Persephone
Poor Persephone
Sun gave a sign
Thought, cut flowers don't fade
But sure they do!
 

Fog in the Ravine

Versions: #2
Fog in the ravine, the fog's in the valley. (2)
Because of that fog nothing can be seen.(2)
Just the green oak tree there standing.(2)
 
Under that oak there a well had stood.
From that well a young maid took water.
And she dropped in there a golden pail.
This much saddened a young kozak's dear heart.
 
And who'll get that pail for me.
It will be he who with me, on a towel will stand.
Answered her, a young man, a young kozak .(2)
 
I will retrieve this, your pail for you.(2)
Together with you on a towel I'll stand.(2)
Fog in the ravine, the fog's in the valley(2)
 

Very Personal

[Intro: Yandel & J Balvin]
What's between us is not normal
This never should've happened
You took it personally and you let yourself carried away
By people's remarks
 
[Chorus: Yandel & J Balvin]
And your head is spoiled
By gossip that do not interest me
If your head was spoiled
Then do not say that one is he who starts
I was never there to make you promises
Very personal
 
[Verse 1: J Balvin]
Our relationship was not normal
There was no confidence, neither here nor there
More than this love, it's like insecurity
If we loved each other, you know me
We're burned by the fire, you insecure
There were doubts
 
[Chorus: J Balvin & Yandel]
And your head was spoiled
By gossip that do not interest me
If your head was spoiled
Then do not say that one is he who starts
I was never there to make you promises
Very personal
 
[Verse 2: Yandel]
I do not care if you think I'm the bad one
It could be that you should never hold on to the past
I was always clear, do not ask me, if I do not answer
Text messages with pretexts
I want you to see, learn and feel
That what we do is not normal, and that's what you're doing
Have a good day
Although it is not that much but this time
Remember the time you are going to lose
Do not bother if you see me with another woman, you know that
 
[Bridge: Yandel & J Balvin]
What we have is not normal
This should never have happened
You took it personally and you let yourself carried away
By the comments of others
 
[Chorus: Yandel & J Balvin]
And your head is spoiled
By gossip that do not interest me
If your head was spoiled
Then do not say that one is he who starts
I was never there to make you promises
Very personal
[Outro: Yandel]
Sky, breaking the bass
Bull Nene
J Balvin
The captain, Yandel
 

To sweat

Come, but don't freak out with my hills
It's part of my show, if you don't like it, I'll discard you.
Come, but come into my world smoothly.
Pay attention, Ill give you a lesson in my way.
The night falls but the energy onlly increases.
Feel the drums,get the tone and everything warms up.
Shake it, goes down, maneuver, shake it up.
Won't a man be born to control me.
It's never enough, attitude is always good.
Handle it, I'll own you with the rhythm of my song.
Shake it, goes down, maneuver, shake it up... Wait. You want me to teach you?
 
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
 
Do you wanna feel power?
Just watch me.
I'm the owner of all of it and I'm makin' it boil.
Class is a rule, swag as well.
Black people don't be intimidate, they shine calmly, my dear.
Envy people can't do with us, they just watch us.
The Owner, negociates, develop and shake it up.
So punk, afro black, soul, funk
These girls worth diamonds
 
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
 
Come, but don't freak out with my hills
It's part of my show, if you don't like it, I'll discard you.
Come, but come into my world smoothly.
Pay attention, Ill give you a lesson in my way.
The night falls but the energy onlly increases.
Feel the drums,get the tone and everything warms up.
Shake it, goes down, maneuver, shake it up.
Won't a man be born to control me.
It's never enough, attitude is always good.
Handle it, I'll own you with the rhythm of my song.
Shake it, goes down, maneuver, shake it up... Wait. You want me to teach you?
 
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
 
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
My nigga, come here
I'll make you dance
I'll make you sweat
 

Barcelona

It's me who comes to you
the one who plays in the courtyards
I come to you and play
sing of you, excited city
lalala...
 
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
'me'odi' not 'peratich' on musical instruments
lalala...
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
on stringed instruments,
with a guitar and mandolina.
The splendor of your soil captured my heart
Oh Barcelona!
 
To you I brought the best of my song
accept this present
and remember the echo of my voice
like a souvernir of love
lalalala memememiah.
 
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
ever since I exist
not as your strings of a musical instrument
lalala...
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
on stringed instruments,
with a guitar and mandolina.
I passed roads, continents and seas
Oh oh Barcelona!
 
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Patru

M-ai parasit intr-o zi
Asa fara motive
Si de atunci tot umblu
Prin magazinele de noapte
 
S-a facut 4(patru))
Mi-au spus sa plec din nou,
Pleaca din magazin au spus...
Pentru ca am baut din nou,
Si-am devenit baiat rau!
 
M-ai transformat intr-un golan
Deja nu mai merg acasa...
Pe strazi ma tot invart,
Baut si te injur
 
Ai plecat fara adio
Si fara de ce,
Si somnul mi-am pierdut,
Am inebunit!
 
S-a facut 4(patru......)
 

Glory to the Psychonauts

Great trunks get overgrown with branches
Branches not to stay forever, (they) become twigs
Twigs get cut, and we take off like rockets
To the shining space inside (within)
 
So, glory to the Psychonauts
Glory to the Pioneers!
Hurrah to the Trailblazers
Of their (own) solitary spaces
Of their (own) unprecedented depths
 
New trees pierce the summer
New nests the birds build on them
New alchemy, new nature
The new land of ours
 
Thus, glory to the Psychonauts
Glory to the Pioneers!
Hurrah to the Trailblazers
Of their (own) boundless spaces
Of their (own) varicoloured depths
This is our chemical home
For the melancholic dwellers of Earth
 
A habitual malady of not coming back
A panic craving for recovering from here
Furious angels with hungry eyes
Storming their (own) skies
 
Therefore, glory to the Psychonauts
Glory to the Pioneers!
Hurrah to the Trailblazers
Of their (own) stray spaces
Of their (own) reckless depths
Of their (own) multi-starred spaces
Of their (own) varicoloured depths
 
This is our chemical home
For the melancholic dwellers of Earth
This is our chemical home
For the melancholic dwellers of Earth
 

Milionar

V1
Se spune 'Iubirea-i mai pretioasa decat aurul/bogatia'
Ea cumparata nu poate fi si vanduta nu poate fi !
Eu iubire am, o groaza de impartasit
ASTA ma face pe mine , un 'milionar'!!
 
Vers
Am o femeie cu ochii stralucitori
Profunzi, precum o mina de aur
Ea-i a mea comoara , asa o raritate ....
Ea m-a imbogatit1!
 
Verse2
Cand noi trecem pe langa, trecem pe langa acest vechi oras
In masina mea cea veche , cu geamurile lasate
Oamenii se uita la ea, si se uita la mine
Si spun: 'Baiatu ala sigur traieste in lux'!
Dulcele lux
 
CH
Caci dragostea-i mai pretioas decat bogatia
Ea nu poate fi cumparata, nu ...niciodata nu poate fi vanduta
Eu iubire am, o groaza de impartasit
ASTA ma face pe mine , un 'milionar'!!
 
Interlude
 
Legatura
Cand saruturile se revarsa de pretutindeni
Precum bogatiile pe-un milionar
Cand buzunarele-mi sunt goale si neajunsurile sunt prezente
Eu TOT ma simt precum un om bogat !!!!!!
 
CH
Caci dragostea-i mai pretioas decat bogatia
Ea nu poate fi cumparata, nu ...niciodata nu poate fi vanduta
Eu iubire am, o groaza de impartasit
ASTA ma face pe mine , un 'milionar'!!
 

the one with wifebeater

we ve made the ambiance but you re not here
I always call but you dont reply , I m not angry with you anymore, ıt's clear that you
aren't unable to withstand
Did I live and let live ?
Did I burningly react?
what did I say , what
don't act like a cold fish
 
I'm sensitive about this case
is it a crime to love
ain't it a shame against me
 
ah I exerted myself
Hey! who am I talkin' to
do you read me
 
let me buy your attitude, ıt's
classic now I'm used to it
don't flirt thereout
it is seen from here
come on mend our fences
my prince with wifebeater
are you confused
chatty to everyone
only cow me down
who am I talkin' to
 

This is what makes you mad.

Ha!
 
Monatik:
Wait, why is it so?
Shh-sh-sh ... shut up, do not want to miss the beginning.
Catch the melody the way I catch it.
So, as I love, it's as if:
 
Why are you with the eyes of ben-pa-ben.
Running laziness away, pumping out that there is urine at night.
Or in the daytime, if you want - we'll come
Closer to the center, all the views will be taken.
 
You do not call yourself in hand, bitch-bitch.
You will know me. How to be lucky, quiet brothers, without a fight - Only tanchiki-dance.
 
Chorus
Now, let's dance! What embarrasses you?
Let's dance! Do not stand there in vain.
Now, let's dance! What embarrasses you?
Let's dance! Do not stand there in vain.
 
This is what makes you crazy.
In a good way, do not pick on words.
Yes, medicine is right. This is something that does not hurt your head.
 
Second Verse: MONATIK:
So go out and light it up.
So that they want to be you all.
Chsh-sh-sh! Show them skill, pick your head.
Tear off your ovations, tear them in half.
 
In this business, you're just a monster.
In this case, all movements are simply cosmos.
Just space and temperature rise.
 
Chorus:
Now, let's dance! What embarrasses you?
Let's dance! Do not stand there in vain.
Now, let's dance! What embarrasses you?
Let's dance! Do not stand there in vain.
 
This is what makes you mad.
 
Monatik:
It's your part, you wanted it so bad.
(That's right, like that, like this.)
Let the best parts of the body work.
(Like this! More often!)
 
It's your part, you wanted it so bad.
Come on!
Let the best parts of the body work.
More often! More often!
 
This is what makes you mad.
(More often!)
 

Vitamin D

Give me the shock ...
 
A good day replaced the night,
and in the sky the stars are like you (exactly the same)
There are no negative factors, evil directors,
unsafe sectors.
All the boredom fled, and reminded: I'm not tired.
Yes. I worked hard, but this beauty invigorates.
 
And I want high, I want drums,
I want sleepless ...
nights, but only with you!
Give me high, give me drums,
Yes, give me sleepless! Because whose, if not yours?
 
I'm not tired yet ...
Still have time to relax!
Get it! D. (along with me)
Do not be bored, get Vitamin D!
 
Your smooth movements improve the sight of everyone
(All!) Get pleasure from the moment of each
(with you) on each body a glare, the dew shines (it is necessary)
And everyone sees! Everybody sees! Everyone sees miracles, and I ...
 
And I want high, I want drums,
I want sleepless nights, but only with you!
Give me high, give me drums,
Yes, give me sleepless! Because whose, if not yours?
 
I'm not tired yet ...
Still have time to relax!
Get it! D.
(together with me)
Do not be bored, get Vitamin D!
 
They asked: '... tell at the mercy of the sisters and brothers that in the beginning there was music or dancing ...?'
The answer is simple: no one has seen such beauty,
let's dance do not wait ...
First you appeared!
 
In the beginning appeared: 'Hey, you! You're there, let's go dancing with us!
Hey, you! You are there with us! Come on! Do not be bored, get Vitamin D,
 
Well, a little more ...
I'm not tired yet ...
Still have time to relax!
 

Till Here

If he left then, so what
If he left then, so what
Let him go, let him fly away
Change is a good thing anyways
 
Without someone else, nobody ever
was tortured and torn down totally
It's actually good if you make changes
things can become good for you this way
 
Till here ends
my unpleasant relationship with you
I am never ever returning
to the ones who turned out to be worthless
If someone leaves me, it's their loss
and they do me a favor
You see, whoever is up high remains so
And whoever is low remains low
 
Your love is worth nothing
I don't want you, I don't want
You being far away is to me a feast
The one who cheats and lies
does you a favor when he goes away
Your love only made me
agitated and furious
 
Go on, leave my world
Let me live my days
It turned out that you are not worth
all my love and my attention
The world became lit without you
Go away, oh you who have been unfair to me
I won't bring my head down or bow
And go back on my words
 
I like how things are this way
Nobody is on my mind
And it's all tip-top
Grief, sadness and wounds..
Your love is a burden that I've been relieved of
Everything that has to do with you is gone
Leave me, I want to be in peace
 
It is my right to leave the ones who
cause disturbance to my heart
If someone loves me truly, I love them truly
And I dedicate to them my life and love
But it doesn't make sense to stay up and long for someone
for all my efforts to wash upon the shore
In this case, no, let him go his way
And I will go my way
 
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Vel

The lonely man

Versions: #2
lyrics: Lazaros Andreou
music: Nikos Papazoglou
The lonely man
while the other celebrate
is ashamed of being alone
and sings out of tune in the joy
 
When the wine takes me
and the fun spreads
I am ashamed to sing
and nobody talks to him
 
The lonely man
while the other celebrate
becomes alone twice
and bows his head
 

Conversation

[First Verse]
It was yesterday. I remember, even though I’ve got poor memory.
I’ve got a call. I’ve picked up the receiver and said: ” Hello?”
All of a sudden everything is in flames.
It’s God calling. He asks me: ” Łona, what’s goin’ on down there?”
Nah, it must be some kind of mistake. I don’t understand a thing.
” Saint Peter chose your number at random. Clouds are blocking me the view.
Bad visibility. So, cut the crap and tell me what’s up down there!”
– It’s shit. Everyone’s anonymous.
There’s war everywhere. Or at least martial law.
The authorities are a group of con men with the biggest one at the helm
and the Bible stopped being a bestseller long time ago.
– Hmmm, so maybe I should send the Messiah one more time?
– Don’t be silly, he’ll end up on an electric chair! (reference to the movie “The Green Mile”)
It’s a waste of time. People are swollen-headed. It’s too late to reform these sinners.
– Really? – Yeah. – Well, things are not going too well here either.
I feel lonely, not many people go to heaven these days.
No one tells me “bless you!” when I sneeze. Ahchoo!
– Bless you!”
 
[Chorus] x2
Yesterday God called me.
” Tell everyone it’s high time to sober up.
– That’s not going to work. – What?
You’ve seen it before.
– That’s not going to work? – No, things went too far.”
 
[Second Verse]
Then God started shouting.
” I’ve sent the Flood once, I can do it again.”
– For the love of God!
– Who? – Oh, my bad.
But it would be the biggest disgrace possible.
Maybe something can be done? I don’t know… fixed.
– Cut to the chase, son. It’s not funny anymore.
– Maybe people will start to get along again?
– What guarantees do I have? – You need to take my word for it.
But chances that everything will turn out well are still quite good.
– Okay, I’ll let you be but I’m gon’ holla at you later.”
He put the receiver down and I’d like to know
what should I do to save the mankind ?
So, people, let’s do something to make the world a better place
or He’ll call me and bawl me out again!
 
[Chorus]x2
 
[Outro]
Fuck, I had to put a ceilling on it to make this video.
 

Everyone is looking down on others

[First verse: Sokół]
Marysia was in bit of a shock. Proud as a peacock.
Quite curvaceous, smart. Girlfriend material.
She wanted to chill out and went for a pizza
somewhere in north Śródmieście area.
She was writing him a text.
She thought to herself that she feels kinda like
the first time she gave a paper downloaded from the internet for checking.
But this time the excitement was bigger.
Today she cheated on Rysiek for the first time.
She felt better than him and that she deserves better.
Ryszard – cabbie working on a freelance basis.
He met Marysia three years ago during holidays.
Apart from cuckolding him today she also has her master’s defense.
She’s super nervous so she’s stuffing herself with double pepperoni.
Although she usually watches her figure, this time she doesn’t give a fuck.
Now few words about him. Rysio – taxi driver.
Similarities with ” Klan” are coincidental. (Polish soap opera in which there was a
character named Rysio/Ryszard who was also a taxi driver)
He’s overcharging his client, using Rate 4.
She’s pissing him off cause she smells of greengrocer’s.
He’s looking over his shoulder to check if she’s not leaving any dirt on the back seat.
Meanwhile Janina, that’s the name of the hag,
is thinking about the dubious lout who’s driving the cab.
This is the last time she’s catching a taxi on the street.
She doesn’t do it too often. She spends most of her time
at her son-in-law’s fruit and vegetable shop.
But he’s not in today and hoodlums with knives showed up again.
Janina cannot take it anymore.
And even though he forbade her to report this to the police,
cause it may only make things worse,
she closes the shop, put the takings in an envelope, catches a taxi
and heads to the police station.
 
[Chorus: Sokół]
Everyone is looking down on others – sons of bitches!
Treating another person as if he/she was nothing.
Everyone is the smartest – fuckers – they think they’re special.
Everyone, unfortunately…
Words fail me when I see such attitude.
 
[Second verse: Sokół]
Some time ago a guy named Grzegorz
left his village and moved to the capital city in search for a better life.
He knows a guy from his county who works in a pizza parlour since ’99.
The dude’s name is Karol. He’s in the “dough business”.
Grzegorz decided to try his hand at catering himself.
He got out at Warsaw East Station.
Happy that he didn’t pay for the ticket.
He spent the trip in the toilet and smelled of shit afterwards.
His legs were a bit numb but who gives a fuck, right?
He was happy that he saved a few quid. Please…
A bit confused Grzegorz was askin’ people about the way to the pizza parlour,
when all of a sudden he was approached by patrolmen.
He starts to explain that he’s on his way to see a friend.
He looked like an ordinary guy
but had a brown sweater and violet sweatpants on him.
He matched the description perfectly.
He was cursing, apologizing, jawing away.
Later that day. Ms Janina closes the door of Rysio’s cab.
” What a thief ” she’s thinking to herself.
“POLICE” sign. She enters the bulding, testifies.
Line-ups are usually a fuckin’ joke.
They’re just rounding up whoever.
And even though there are few young men standing in front of her
she’s certain that it’s the guy in violet sweatpants and brown sweater.
Grześ is completely stunned, copper strokes his moustache.
He holds them both in contempt.
Grześ is like, but I just got here!
But he dodged the fare and screwed himself over.
And that’s that.
 
[Chorus: Sokół]
 
[Third verse: Sokół]
Unsuspecting Karol made few pizzas.
He wasn’t aware that Grześ was on his way to see him.
As usual, clients came to eat.
Sometime around 2 p.m. friend of his came up with a dope ass idea.
To put LSD in pepperoni.
Someone will eat it unconsciously.
Who is who?
Check this out.
The very same Marysia, cabbie’s girlfriend, ate the pizza.
And as you can imagine the exam she’s about to take may not go well.
She thought that the pizzeria’s employees were checking her out
cause she’s the most beautiful chick in the neighbourhood.
I, being the storyteller, wished that they knew she was just
about to have her master’s defense. They would be laughing their asses off.
But they’ve witnessed her first acid trip.
Sweat drops on her forehead were shining like diamonds.
Karol and his crew are having a blast. She’s euphoric. For now.
Believe me when I say she was ultra-shocked.
She reached the pith and core of the subject matter.
She decided to share it with her examiners.
Sunday victims and torturers.
Everyone looks down on others – everyone’s the smartest.
Old Janina is sitting in a rocking chair, thinking about Grześ.
“Why I’ve done this?”
She wasn’t hundred percent sure, but pointed her finger at him.
Today she had the upper hand in this unfair fight.
To her all these young, bald men are the same. Scum!
She really thinks that way.
Karol finished work around that time.
He was laughing about the prank he played on the girl.
Then all of a sudden – flashback.
And even though he hasn’t seen Grześ for ages
I could swear he started recollecting his homeland.
He was standing there for awhile, looking abashed.
Here’s what went down.
Beer-house. Evening time.
Local birds. Karol and Grześ are sitting by the table.
Grzegorz peed in a mug and Karol drank it unconsciously.
Some fuckin’ prank.
And…back to reality. Bus stop near the pizzeria.
Karol, few lads and hidden pain.
Ryszard – the cabbie is eating French bread pizza
from a food stand situated near the Palace of Culture and Science.
Neoplan stopped nearby.
Two female tourists got out. They look quite young.
Rysiu turns his head and start checkin’ them out.
Both got nice legs, decent size breasts and cute face.
He would fuck them both hard
He took a last bite
and glanced at a guy in “PROSTO” sweatshirt
as the bloke was getting into a cab.
“Where to?” he asked
and lets finish the story here.
 

Agia Sofia

Some have kept you in silence for so many years
Glorious and immortal Church.
You have depths inside of us as though they have tried
To make you become lost in the oblivion.
 
Our heart seeks out of a holy desire that
Your bells might sound again
Silence, do not cry Panagia, and the legion of the marbled king wakes again
Come on, come, let's go to Agia Sofia
Come on, come, so the Liturgy may begin
 
You are a perennial flame, an impressive fairy
In the darkness of this world
And you made the last believer proud
Our city, no one forgets you...
 
Our heart seeks out of a holy desire...
 
The prayers of the heroes, to speak to you
We have them like a lighthouse and a guide.
We climbed the peaks again in Tricorfu to resurrect
Your big bell tower.
 
Our heart seeks out of a holy desire...
 
-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

Eledim Eledim

Eledim Eledim
Eledim Eledim Höllük Eledim,
Aynalı Beşikte Canan Bebek Beledim.
Büyüttüm Besledim Asker Eyledim,
Gitti De Gelmedi Canan Buna Ne Çare,
Yandı Ciğerim De Canan Buna Ne Çare.
 
Bir Güzel Simâdır Aklımı Alan,
Aşkın Sevdasını Canan Sineme Saran.
Bizi Kınamasın Ehl-i Dil Olan.
Gitti De Gelmedi Canan Buna Ne Çare,
Yandı Ciğerim De Canan Buna Ne Çare.
 

Romanian hawk

Nothing in the world is more holy
Or even nicer, on this earth,
Rather than die as a fighter
Wrapped in tricolor.
 
Nothing in the world is more holy
Or even nicer, on this earth,
Rather than die as a fighter
Wrapped in tricolor.
 
Romanian hawk, Romanian hawk
Ardelean, the 2nd Battalion
The clarion call, let's go to war
The braves gathered together with the thousands of heroes
 
And one chance I'm gonna die
Next to a bloody bush
Next to an oak bush
Next to the captain
 
And one chance I'm gonna die
Next to a bloody bush
Next to an oak bush
Next to the captain
 

Într-o cameră aproape roz

Suntem singuri în această cameră
Și totuși există cineva care ne privește
Ascultă, nu auzi niciun sunet
Și totuși, există ceva care se mișcă.
 
Un sărut ce știe deja despre tine
Și oprește această lumină prea puternică
Frumosule, călătoresc cu o mie de kilometri pe oră
Cu tine, într-o cameră aproape roz.
 
Aici nu se poate împărți nimeni
Ceea ce Dumnezeu a vrut
Aici nimeni nu poate decide pentru noi.
 
Mângâie-mă fără rușine
Râzi sincer dacă vrei
Și veți vedea că mai devreme sau mai târziu o vei face
În afară de aici!
 
Fără frică și cu soarele,
Fără a evita priviri,
Fără frică și cu soarele
Cu curajul celor care vor.
 
Uite, această dragoste devine mare
Și ne face să rămânem în această cameră
Acum afară, să ne îmbrăcăm și apoi să ieșim!
Și să ducem lumină tuturor viselor noastre.
 
Sub acest cer de azur, curaj!
Nimeni nu va mai lua
Mâna mea din mâna ta
Vei vedea!
 
Fără frică și cu soarele
Fără a evita priviri,
Fără frică și cu soarele
Cu curajul celor care vor...
 

Personal

englezăNu știu de ce mi-a făcut asta
atât de rece
te-ai juca cum ar fi
voi, voi, voi, voi
mi sa spus pericolul urmează în fiecare loc unde te duci
dar eu încă sunt ca tine.
Aceasta este partea în care voi fi rănită
N-am ascultat și nu m-am meritat
am fost tanara si a fost prima mea dragoste
așa că ei spun că trăiești și că înveți.
Ca și voi ați mers cu capul
o voi și ea va flirta cu prietenii tăi
te face să fiți morți
De fiecare dată când se mișcă, spune ea
Nu-l lua personal
Nu-l lua personal
De fiecare dată când se mișcă, spune ea.
Cine mai știe,
toți prietenii mei îmi explodează telefonul
Ceva spunând nononoooo.
Aceasta este partea în care voi fi rănită
N-am ascultat și nu m-am meritat
am fost tanara si a fost prima mea dragoste
așa că ei spun că trăiești și că înveți.
Ca și voi ați mers cu capul
o voi și ea va flirta cu prietenii voștri
te face să fiți morți
De fiecare dată când se mișcă, spune ea
Nu-l lua personal
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Nu-l lua personal
De fiecare dată când se mișcă, spune ea.
ea nu va face nici un favor
frumoasă, dar periculoasă
ea nu a fost decât să te părăsească
mă înnebunești
yeyeeee
ea nu va face nici un favor
frumoasă, dar periculoasă
ea nu a fost decât să te părăsească
mă înnebunești
yeyeyeyee.
Ca și voi ați mers cu capul
o voi și ea va flirta cu prietenii tăi
te face să fiți morți
De fiecare dată când se mișcă, spune ea
Nu-l lua personal
Nu-l lua personal
De fiecare dată când se mișcă, spune ea.
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Te voi visa la noapte

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Am obosit sã trãiesc fãrã tine
Sã-mi privesc în oglindã în fiece' searã
... Ochii înlãcrimati de povarã
Am obosit sã vreau sã dau uitãrii
... Ziua în care m-ai lãsat
Când pentru ultima oarã m-ai îmbrãtisat.
 
--- R ---
Te voi visa la noapte
Si vei fi exact asa cum îmi doresc sã fii
Vei fi a mea pânã in zori de zi
Doar a mea ai sã fii.
 
Te voi visa la noapte
Îmi voi aminti buzele tale suspinând
Te voi tine în brate
Si nu-ti voi mai da drumul nicicând.
 
Chiar de-mi iei totul plecând asa
Îmi pãstrez visele noastre
Si-mi creez o nouã viatã cumva
În care sã te am aproape.
 
--- 2 ---
Am obosit sã trãiesc din amintiri,
... Sã mai fiu naiv asa,
Încât sã cred cã te vei mai întoarce
Am obosit de adevãrul ãsta ce mã stoarce
Când vãd cum inima ta
... Bate pentru altcineva.
 
--- R ---
Te voi visa la noapte
Si vei fi exact asa cum îmi doresc sã fii
Vei fi a mea pânã in zori de zi
Doar a mea ai sã fii.
 
Te voi visa la noapte
Îmi voi aminti buzele tale suspinând
Te voi tine în brate
Si nu-ti voi mai da drumul nicicând.
 
Chiar de-mi iei totul plecând asa
Îmi pãstrez visele noastre
Si-mi creez o nouã viatã cumva
În care sã te am aproape.
 

Crown of Creation

Crown of creation
Will you come home for dinner?
This life is so short
I want way more of you
 
Let's say... take me to the dance
Get me stars, perhaps
I'm worth way more next to you
Crown of creation
 
Superstition of our ancestors
Rather take me to the dance
The years are flying by you
I barely fit into my suitcase
 
Bring colors into today
Don't shout when talking to me
For soft talk reaches me as well
I'll quietly get some rest
 
You don't need to take me to the dance
I wish you weren't this numb
You're lying here at noon, not a move
You, you, you... crown of creation
 
I'm dying once
I'm dying a hundred times
I'm denying it once
I'm denying it a hundred times
I'm dying once
I'm dying a hundred times
Dance is our life
 
The soul is pounding
It's pounding because of the dance
I'm dying once
I'm dying a hundred times
I'm denying it once
I'm denying it once
We won't even wake up
 
Crown of creation
Your dinner is inside the dog
This life is short
You're done forever now
 

Andres Pou Gelane Mesa All Ponane

summers and winters
words like the anemones
Promise of love words
of great delusion.
In my mind they always
roam you they remind me
Night you said our love
will endure
But you betrayed me
before sunrise
 
men who laugh in them
hurt
They make a heart of
stone, they don't lygane.
Men who laugh in the
back don't spin
in their souls tears hide
and they keep their world.
 
Autumnal images become
a separation centuries
and for Senane, they talk
about the mistakes that
hurt.
In my mind they always
roam you they remind me
Night you said our love
will endure
But you betrayed me
before sunrise
 
men who laugh in them
hurt
They make a heart of
stone, they don't lygane.
Men who laugh in the
back don't spin
in their souls tears hide
and they keep their world.
 

Without Father

I’ve seen her passing by, just now:
she held her son in her arms, crying,
she was hugging him tightly to her bosom
because he no longer has his father's love.
 
She raises her beautiful child
never telling about her sad misfortune,
but he must know, because mom sings,
because every night she sings to him this way:
 
Sleep, you, my son,
sleep, my dear child,
anyway you know that God
can’t abandon you.
 
Dad has gone in flight,
sad is your destiny,
your mom, in life and in death,
always will console you.
 
Sleep, sleep…
 

Summer Clothes

Sick of this view
To many things have happened within it
But it's new to you
You point at Stockholm, saying:
'I like this, I like this
It's not Rome, but nothing is'
 
In summer clothes
And maybe a little too cold
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
In summer clothes
In summer clothes
 
And what's up
With the others tonight,
Did we have a plan?
Don't want to see a DJ, baby
There's cava
There's a party at a balcony
All night long
And we can go there later
But hey baby, check out the sky
And this light
And this light
Not as in Rome, but it's alright
(It's alright)
 
In summer clothes
And Stockholm, a little too cold
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
In summer clothes
Stockholm, a little too cold
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
In summer clothes
In summer clothes
In summer clothes
(I like this)
In summer clothes