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POST HUMAN

Rubble metropolis
Under the sand sleep ancient relics
There is neither evolution nor degeneration
Thoughts fill the universe and overflow
 
Formulas of the end of the world
Characters of destruction in a spiral
We can't be Adam and Eve
Playing around with tentacles and freeze with love
 
Missing program
A body with no flesh or blood
Pain is the only thing that remains
There is neither evolution nor degeneration
Where is the end of life going?
 
Beyond infinite vibration
The ship heads towards the unknown
We can't be Adam and Eve
And we can't duplicate
We freeze with love
 
Formulas of the end of the world
Characters of destruction in a spiral
We can't be Adam and Eve
Superimpose in vain
 
Beyond infinite vibration
The ship heads towards the unknown
We can't be Adam and Eve
And we can't duplicate
We freeze with love
 

Future Colors

If this thing in my chest is proof of the end of the world.
Wet by the same tears, we both laughed.
By the released reality, the disjointed phrases.
Resonate in my heart with a blooming sound, a flower without a name.
We’ve discovered a similar place.
 
I awaken in order to see the dream, my hand reached out to the future.
Seize it, release it, repeatedly searching.
Choose a color to paint over the darkness.
Memories, bonds, and hopes piling up, the future colors.
We’re continuously painting them.
 
A town of uneven iron, stumbling into loneliness.
Pretending not to be hurt, laughing at nonsense.
How is that sort of loneliness logical? By all denials, I’m a step forward
In my nearly transparent heart, I’m longing and shaking, a seemingly broken flower.
We’re devoted to patched-up desires.
 
Someday these tears will dry, a rapidly spinning merry-go-round.
Playing, playing, becoming covered in light.
In the colors of revolving thoughts from still disappearing sadness.
The seasons, a miracle, mirroring beauty, the future colors.
What sort of images are desired?
 
Tomorrow I’m calling out, the hourglass’s rule, once, once, it’s overflowing.
The things I’ve stopped forgetting, the things I’ve stopped losing, how many? How many are there?
 
I awaken in order to see the dream, my hand reached out to the future.
Seize it, release it, repeatedly searching.
Someday these tears will dry, a rapidly spinning merry-go-round.
Playing, playing, becoming covered in light.
Choose a color to paint over the darkness.
Memories, bonds, and hopes piling up, the future colors.
We’re continuously painting them.
Make sure it’s painted glittery.
 

Ca Plane Por Moi

Versions: #3
(Yam! Bam!)
(My cat 'Splash')
rests on my bed
has eaten her language
By drinking (tronc=trunk but this could be a sound, too) my whisky
concerning me
slept little, exhausted, teased
I have had to sleep in the gutter
Where I've had a flash
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
In four colours
 
Come on!
One morning
A darling (oruppy) came toward me
Doll (or: female) from cellophane
chinese hair
a patch
A snout of wood
has drunken my beer
In a big glass
of caoutchouc
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
Like an Indian in his iglu
 
It slides for me
It slides for me
It slides for me me me me me
It slides for me
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
It slides for me
 
Come on! The girl
what a foot!
What a vibration!
Of sending itself
To the floor mat
Rasped, ruined, exhausted, satisfied
'You are the king of the divan!'
That's what she said to me while passing by
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
I am the King of the divan
 
It slides for me
It slides for me
It slides for me me me me me
It slides for me
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
It slides for me
 
Come on!
Get busy
alarm yourself
Don't touch my planet
It's not today
That the sky falls on my head
And that I will miss the alcohol
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
It slides for me
 
Come on! My girl
has streched herself
has closed herself
Finally it's enough of hiding everything
the sink, the bar leave me alone
like a big idiot
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
The foot in the plate
 

Promisiuni de plastic

Doar da-mi o sansa a spus ea
In timp ce-mi impachetam lucrurile,
Dar deja am facut-o de 4 ori
Nu-ti amintesti?
 
Nu te voi rani din nou spuse ea
Cu degetele incrucisate,
Dar a uitat de oglinda din spatele sau
Am terminat cu aceste promisiuni de plastic
 
Te rog,nu-mi spune ca suntem bine
Am prea multe in mintea mea
Nu este prea simplu sa vezi?Poate
Pentru ca am pierdu prea mult pentru a castiga
Dansam in ploaie
Spune-mi ce ar trebui sa fac cu o doza dubla din tine?
O doza din tine
 
Buzele ei reprezinta pistolul,iar limba ei gloantele
Ar fi putut salva o viata,dar mi-a luat-o pe amea mai intai
Si ne-am straduit foarte mult,deci nu ma numi delasator
Nu
Si jur ca am incercat de prea multe ori inainte,Am terminat cu aceste promisiuni plastice
 
Te rog,nu-mi spune ca suntem bine
Am prea multe in minte
Nu este prea usor sa vezi?Poate
Pentru ca am pierdut prea mult pentru a castiga
Dansam in ploaie
Spune-mi ce ar trebui sa fac cu o doza dubla din..
Cu o doza dubla din tine
 
Nu incerca sa ma sfidezi sau sa ai vreo tentatva
Vederea mea este incerta,iar acum alerg din nou de tine
Sunt bine?
Sunt bine?
Stiu ca o sa fiu bine din nou
 
Sunteti gata?
 
Deci stiu ca vei ucide ca totul sa ramana neschimbat
In zadar trebuie sa mergem pe cai separate
Dovedeste-mi ca nu te vei schimba niciodata
In sfarsit m-am trezit si am exclamat ca am terminat cu aceste promisiuni plastice
 
Te rog nu-mi spune ca suntem bine
Am prea ulte in minte
Nu este prea usor sa vezi?Poate
Am pierdut prea mult penru a castiga
Dansam in ploaie
Spune-mi ce ar trebui sa fac cu o doza dubla din..
O doza dubla din tine
 

I'm not ready to lose you

You're going...
shadows remain after you,
a silent world remains,
a desperate world.
 
You're going...
I want to stop you, to ask you
how I disappeared from your heart so fast?
 
Chorus:
Goodbye, love.
Goodbye, dear memory.
Goodbye, unshared dream.
Hello harsh life.
Hello life, in which
I'm not ready to lose you.
 
You're going...
pain remains after you.
A silent world remains,
world full of dust.
 
You're going...
I ask myself, why I destroyed everything
and teared my heart into pieces?
 
Chorus:
Goodbye, love.
Goodbye, dear memory.
Goodbye, unshared dream.
Hello harsh life.
Hello life, in which
I'm not ready...
 
The time and I get entangled in a reckless fight.
Who will grab the memory of you?
Whether the wind will blow it?
Whether it'll remain in me forever?
 
I will stand by the door, waiting for you!
I'll be collecting the parts from my heart!
When I sing I'll curse, I will love in madness,
and I'll remember everything you gave me!
 
Chorus:
Goodbye, love.
Goodbye, dear memory.
Goodbye, unshared dream.
Hello harsh life.
Hello life, in which
I'm not ready...
 
to lose you! (x3)
 
I'm not ready! (x6)
 

Shaft

Shaft, shaft,
so wide...
 
After a bottle and a half, spicy grape rakia,
I went to find my house drunk as a drill.
I wouldn't give the right sidewalk, the left one was mine too,
after the pavement examination I looked like I had a fight.
 
It's bad to drink something that's close to gasolene.
After that I hugged her and I was left blue. (like beaten)
 
Chorus:
Shaft, shaft - so wide!
Shaft, shaft - so deep!
Shaft full of dirty water.
 
When the summer comes, I submerge in beer.
Give me a hand Ivan, 'cause I made a fool of myself at this late hour.
The one who sings thinks no evil, said to me my grandpa,
yeah, but evil shafts are lurking.
 
It's bad to drink something that's close to gasolene.
After that I hugged her and I was left blue. (like beaten)
 
Chorus:
Shaft, shaft - so wide!
Shaft, shaft - so deep!
Shaft full of dirty water.
 
Chorus(x2):
Shaft, shaft - so wide!
Shaft, shaft - so deep!
Shaft full of dirty water.
 

Stavri

It was '57 year, Stavri was born to the pity of many.
He beat the kids since he was young and he gave bad example in the neighbourhood.
Mothers, grandmothers, aunts and fathers, listened tensely to the screams.
Bu no one knew what Stavri did - that secretly he raised dinosaurs in his basement.
 
Chorus(x2):
Stavri, raises dinosaurs.
 
It came '67 year, Stavri grew, to the pity of many again.
Every evening he goes into his basement and an hour or so after that he exits smiling.
 
Chorus(x8):
Stavri, raises dinosaurs.
 
The dinosaurs grew and Stavri was happy, the deserved a bachelor degree for eating.
He already had decided - he would butcher them for Christmas and the basement would be full of steaks.
He drank mastic and rubbed his hands with satisfaction, thinking that there's a happy end in this song.
But the dinosaurs didn't think so and nibbled Stavri's head.
 
Chorus(x2):
Stavri, raises dinosaurs.
 
So that's how this story about Stavri ended, he was eaten from the evil dinosaurs.
In the Rhodopes they settled and terrorised, and shouted harmoniously - dairy 'Bor Chvor'.
 
Chorus(x8):
Stavri, raises dinosaurs.
 
Chorus(x4):
Stavri, raises dinosaurs.
 

Plastic Love

Versions: #3
Don’t wreck / derail / cause a malfunction in my programmatic love with unexpected kisses or fiery looks
I’ve skillfully devoted myself to / driven into myself the actions of “meeting and breaking up”
When moments come, they end. Don’t hurry.
Continuously, since the day I was hurt by love, I’ve been living a life where day and night are switched.
While dancing all night in trendy clubs, I learned this black magic / sorcery. I’m sorry.
Erase me from your life, don’t seriously fall in love with me
“Love” is just a game. If I can have fun, that’s good enough.
The flashy dresses and shoes that decorate my closed heart are my friends in my loneliness
Ironically, the guys that ask me out always look like him.
For some reason memories keep piling up
Please don’t ask me why / what’s wrong even if I drop a glass or my eyes are suddenly filled with tears.
Late at night, when I fall asleep on the highway only halogen lights shine beautifully /bewitchingly.
Even if you hear a voice whispering that I’m a woman as cold as ice, don’t worry.
I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love
Dance to the plastic beat another morning comes
I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love
Dance to the plastic beat another morning comes
 

Not a lullaby

A...
A shadow one step faster
Is hanging his coat by the door
He will snuggle his eye in the darkness
Go on, lie, lie beautifully
 
Dark night
The time is half an hour to dawn
Dark night
The sleep/dream1 has run away to the stars
 
With warm wind, you want to sail around a different land
Somewhere far away from here
With warm wind, you want to sail around a different land
Anywhere far away from here
 
Dark night
The time is half an hour to dawn
Dark night
The sleep/dream has run away to the stars
 
Too many days against the current
Many times one stupid mistake
You carry this rumpled loneliness in the crowd
On the way to a sleepless night
And although you infect others with madness
I don't want to leave you with the sleep/dream
We'll be fighting again, I know,
In our old war, day by day
 
Dark night
The time is half an hour to dawn
Dark night
The sleep/dream has run away to the stars
 
Dark night
The time is half an hour to dawn
Dark night
The sleep/dream has run away to the stars
 

• 1. 'Sen' can mean both 'sleep' and 'dream' in Polish.

That's why

'Cause inspiration has its rights
Each of us cares about his/her own freedom
'Cause the mind goes ahead but the heart backward
That's why
 
Strange me, strange you
Imagination without boundaries - three witches
And it raises us above the time
Above the time
 
'Cause our sounds has been broken
And great words haven't swollen
We are where we are not supposed to be
But we want to live
 
'Cause friendship is strongly attached to us
And love is something that happens only once
And we still don't know what is what
...and this too
 
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In the air, songs and dust are hanging
And there's nothing to lose anymore
'Cause the dream about flying is coming back
Yes, this one
 
And again we're lighter than two butterflies
'Cause only with music, it makes sense
And we will not give up, oh no...
...you already know how it is
 
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