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For the world's eyes

For the world's eyes,
a stranger, oh my light,
you are getting married to on Sunday
He is my superior
And the world's opinion
sends you at church on Sunday.
 
But when you hurt and cry one day,
even though I would never,never want that
On the world's hand you should put the ring
For you to share the pain.
 
For the world's eyes
You are dressing in white , oh my light
This dark Sunday
And I feel devastated that the world's opinion
Leads you at church on Sunday
 
But when you hurt...
 
For the world's eyes
How can you get married?
Oh my light !
 

Taboo

Only you and me, together we´re the highest
Others won´t understand, they call mayday
They´d like to have what we do, they´d like to be the best
To feel high like I do, my baby
 
We´re flying in the feather-bed, but we don´t need feathers
Till the morning we don´t touch the door
Who doesn´t know you, doesn´t know what´s going on here
You´re my drug, it´s so hard to resist
 
You´re the last dose of drugs I have
You´re my taboo
I´ll take my last dose today
You ´re my taboo
 
You´re the last dose of drugs I have
You´re my taboo
I´ll take my last dose today
You ´re my taboo
 
You´re my e-e*, you´re my taboo
You´re my e-e, you´re my taboo
 
I´m shaking, I can´t breath properly
I don´t even remember when I had my last dose
I apply it you know where
For fifteen minutes and a few seconds
 
We´re flying in the feather-bed, but we don´t need feathers
If it was upon us we wouldn´t even touch the door
Till the trees will thrive, strong as we are
Till the snow is falling through our windows, you won´t resist
 
You´re the last dose of drugs I have
You´re my taboo
I´ll take my last dose today
You ´re my taboo
 
You´re the last dose of drugs I have
You´re my taboo
I´ll take my last dose today
You ´re my taboo
 
You´re my e-e, you´re my taboo
You´re my e-e, you´re my taboo
 
This is an ecstasy without ecstasy
I´m crazy even without that powder under my tongue
If the last evening of my life wwill be with you then I´m ok
 
And I don´t wanna wait, I want you now
My memories of you are fading like Snapchat
I have a feeling that I know your for five years now
So I´m writing those five sentences for you
 
You´re the last dose of drugs I have
You´re my taboo
I´ll take my last dose today
You ´re my taboo
 
You´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re my e-e taboo taboo
You´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re my taboo
You´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re my taboo
You´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re my e-e, you´re mine.
 

Thorny flowers

Versions: #2
But you once told me
That flowers don't hurt
I hid myself in the flowers
You found me in the flowers.
 
But tell me how it is, then,
With thorny flowers
Thorny flowers
Which leave blood?
 
A rug of passionate poppies
Lies itself out for us
Again,
We marvel, pleasant and naked,
Jumping from flowers to flowers.
 
But thorny flowers which leave blood in our palms,
We weave them, why?
Into white crowns
To stick into hair.
 
I picked you once
With the flowers of longing,
We are on the good path,
But we have something more.
 
Now you also know
How the thorny flowers are,
If we pick them,
They shed blood.
 
But you told me once,
What did you tell me?
What did you tell me?
 
If I have made a mistake, please, tell me! Thank you!
Dacă am făcut o greșeală, te rog, spune-mi! Mulțumesc!

This love

Versions: #2
You came and suddenly
you changed many things in my life
Everything happened so simple, with just one look
You came and changed many things, tears turned into joy
I'm feeling good inside, you made feel alive again
 
This love
it's not like any other
with you I felt this powerful love
this love takes me high in the sky 1
my powerful love...I'm going crazy for you
 
You came and brought (me) joy
I felt you inside my soul
I never thought I could leave the past behind
You came and brought (me) joy
you 'unlocked' my feelings
you held me in your arms
with your sweet kisses
 
This love
it's not like any other
with you I felt this powerful love
this love takes me high in the sky 1
my powerful love...I'm going crazy for you
 

• this love takes me high in the stars (but in english we usually say 'hight in the sky')

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I hate you Sl*t

My self destruction,
my eternal return
At night I say my shame
The day is here again,
Dagger and knife
And what I grab you sell
Soul that lives zoula*
I can't do it...
 
***
Give me your kiss
Your best spear
The vinegar, the bile from you
and thank you
 
My face, you are Judas I scream
You would stay by my side if there was gold...
gold, gold
 
I hate you Sl*t
you should know that
You only deserve
to suffer
I hate you Sl*t
 
That's all that I missed
To say murderer
And I will regret it
For my life
Bottle and Petrol
I'd prefer for you not to stay**
I have become embarassed
and it's your fault
 
Give me your kiss
your best spear
the vinegar, the bile from you
and thank you
 
My face, you are Judas I scream
You would stay by my side if there was gold...
gold, gold
 
I hate you Sl*t
you should know that
You only deserve
to suffer
I hate you Sl*t
 

You're my weak spot

Even if you never come,
I've poured you a drink,
I had said I'd go out
But cancelled it for you.
 
Here all night
Αt the same old address
It's almost morning
And still no progress. 1
 
But you're something else,
You're my weak spot 2
Just one message of yours
Would change my mood.
 
But you're something else,
I'm falling apart
Don't ask if I still love you
You know the aswer.
 
Even if you never come
I weigh the possibilities
I want to hate you
But don't have the abilities.
 
You had told me once
That the dream was over for us
And since then, my life
Has been on silence.
 
But you're something else,
You're my weak spot.
Just one message of yours
Would change my mood.
 
But you're something else,
I'm falling apart.
Don't ask if I still love you
You know the answer.
 

• 1. no news, nothing new happened
• 2. literally: my weakness meaning ''my favorite''

Nature

Versions: #2
It isn’t a matter of good images,
nor to show oneself with one's good looking.
The time for great speeches is over (no)
Nor political cants which turn around.
It’s a matter of respect,
for what we do now.
 
Because our future depends on our nature
And on what will be left behind us.
There is only one life to live and one nature.
I would like to leave without regret behind me.
 
It’s not a question of zeal,
nor to drive out the naturalness.
Man is a wild animal
(hummm)
Who isn’t made for cages.
It’s a question of being 6 (six) billion
under the same roof, the same pond.
 
Because our future depends on our nature
And on what will be left behind us.
There is only one life to live and one nature.
I would like to leave without regret behind me.
 
If I want to look at myself in a miror
And in the look of my children (no)
If one day I want to tell them directly
what we did, and what awaits them.
 
Because our future depends on our nature
And on what will be left behind us
There is only one life to live and one nature.
I would like to leave without regret behind me.
(I would like to go)
Because our future depends on our nature
(Without regret behind me)
And on what will be left behind us (oh, being able to leave)
I would like to leave without any regret behind me
(Oh, without any regret behind me)
I would like to leave without any regret behind me
 

Everybody wants to be a cat

Scat Cat:
Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat, when it's a cat, always lands on its feet
 
O'Malley:
It's true!
Everyone's prickly when it's not rhythmic
After that, everything seems obsolete
 
Scat Cat:
It's like ankle boots with buttons
 
O'Malley
He rings as soon as he plays
His trumpet that drives you crazy
 
Scat Cat
It swings like a foot*
 
O'Malley
Oh yes, it's worse than boredom
Oh la la, my friends
 
Scat Cat:
What a calamity!
Za za za ole
 
O'Malley
It's like between these guys who want to sing
 
Scat Cat
. . .
 
The Italian Cat
Who would still dance the jig with braids
 
Scat Cat & O'Malley
. . . when everyone wants to become a cat?
He messes up whatever he plays
Soon it drives you crazy
It swings like a foot
 
O'Malley
Oh rinky tinky tinky
 
Scat Cat & O'Malley
Yes, it`s worse than boredom
Oh la la, my friends
What calamity!
 
Marie
Oh rinky tinky tinky
 
Marie & O`Malley
Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat, when he`s a cat, falls on his feet
A jazz player that quickly becomes an acrobat
Yes, everyone who is mad for the swing of the cats
 
The Siamese
Shanghai, Hong Kong, Egg Fu Yung
Must always be in the norm
Hahaha, that`s some hot!
 
Duchess
I'd prefer more passion
More heart and withdrawal
More colors in this song
 
O'Malley
We simply have to change keys
 
Scat Cat
Adjusting, that would please me
Because I love making beautiful variations
 
O`Malley
The other cats will assemble
In the poory lit street
The big night will begin
 
Duchess
We`ll leave them in the shadow to be in love
 
Scat Cat's gang
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat
Hallelujah (x3)
Everybody wants to be a cat
Come on, louder
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Everybody wants to be a cat
Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Everybody
 

How not to love you

In your eyes when I see
The stars of all the sky I count
I thing I get lost
I can't hide you for a long time
You understand when lies I tell you
Like a thief I let caught
 
How not to love you
Even if I wanted to it can't happen
Without thing of it your heart is given
To all that was destened it can't be defended
Every 'I love you' to you it goes
 
When I'm by your side
I can't
The sight to take to emptyness
It goes only on you
How do you manage it I have the question
To burn in to your lips, I
Like your cigarette
 
How not to love you
Even if I wanted to it can't happen
Without thing of it your heart is given
To all that was destened it can't be defended
Every 'I love you' to you it goes
 
How not to love you
Even if I wanted to it can't happen
Without thing of it your heart is given
To all that was destened it can't be defended
Every 'I love you' to you it goes
 
Magnets stong that don't seperate
Two like one, one hug
With you the days are colourful
You are in the nights the moonlight
 
How not to love you
Even if I wanted to it can't happen
Without thing of it your heart is given
To all that was destened it can't be defended
Every 'I love you' to you it goes
 

Oúte me 100

Oúte me 100 de s 'allázo egó
ého kóllima mazí sou, póso s’agapó
 
Me éna vlémma móno me ékanes kai lióno
se erotéftika, pagidéftika
Tóra ého kollísei se ého erotefteí
stou érota na páme thélo to nisí
 
Oúte me 100 de s 'allázo egó
ého kóllima mazí sou, póso s’agapó
Mou évales fotiá mésa stin kardiá
eímai foul erotevménos, épatha zimiá (x2)
 
An poté se háso, den xéro pou tha ftáso
ísos trelathó, ísos trelathó
Noiótho mageménos, se ého erotefteí
kai exartiménos me éna sou filí
 
Oúte me 100 de s 'allázo egó
ého kóllima mazí sou, póso s’agapó
Mou évales fotiá mésa stin kardiá
eímai foul erotevménos, épatha zimiá (x2)
 
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After you

The pictures, the frames
Yet are here
Remains of glory
 
Painful joy
Emptied of history
Once open a time
A He, and a She
And she flew away
 
I go as a tighrope walker
On a wire of glass
All of my clocks
Turn backwords
I accumulate hours
Between you and me
Rubages of resentment and dread
 
It should be laughed about
It's so commun
Melo-drama
With two bullets
I know there is worse
I know the hospital
But can i at least say
That it hurts me
 
And here what do i do
After you
My dreams are ampty
All i make are wrong steps
what am i doing
Down here
Beautiful memories burn me of cold
Without you what am i good for
 
Colorless streets
The world is mourning
So ampty and so lonely
And yet so full of you
Convicted
You You go to hell
To me the paths of Cross
 
Why not smile
Nothing more normal
Mélo-drama
With 2 bullets
I know there is much worse
The caoital punishment
But i can tell you
That it hurts
 
And here what do i do
After you
My dreams are ampty
All i make are wrong steps
what am i doing
Down here
Beautiful memories burn me of cold
Without you what am i good for
 
And here what do i do
With my steps
All the streets lead to dead ends
And what do i hear, without your voice
Without your words, your laughs, your songs, your splinters
What is all of this for
Without you
 

Hristos a înviat!

Hristos a înviat din morți,
Cu moartea pe moarte călcând
Și celor din morminte
Viață dăruindu-le!
 
Hristos a înviat din morți,
Cu moartea pe moarte călcând
Și celor din morminte
Viață dăruindu-le!
 
Hristos a înviat din morți,
Cu moartea pe moarte călcând
Și celor din morminte
Viață dăruindu-le!
 

The Storm Driven Sea

The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Heaven
The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Seeks Heaven Itself
The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Seeks Heaven Itself
Over The Earth It Flows
The Air Grows Sterile
Then Follows The Snows
Over The Earth It Flows
The Air Grows Sterile
Then Follows The Snows
Haf
The Air Grows Sterile
Then Follows The Snows
Haf
Over The Earth It Flows
Over The Earth It Flows
Haf
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Over The Earth It Flows
The Air Grows Sterile
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Then Follows The Snows
And The Furious Winds
Then Follows The Snows
And The Furious Winds
Over The Earth It Flows
Over The Earth It Flows
Over The Earth It Flows
Over The Earth It Flows
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Over The Earth It Flows
The Air Grows Sterile
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Then Follows The Snows
And The Furious Winds
Haf
The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Haaaaaaaaf
The Storm Driven Sea
The Storm Driven Sea
Seeks Heaven Itself
Seeks Heaven Itself
Over The Earth It Flows
Over The Earth It Flows
The Air Grows Sterile
The Air Grows Sterile
Then Follows The Snows
And The Furious Winds
For The Gods Are Doomed
And The End Is Death
Haf
 

Aristotelous Street

Early evening (of a) Saturday and (the smell of) acetylene*
οn Aristotelous street where you're growing old
I would take tangerine peels from my pocket
and throw them in your eyes to hurt you**
 
Younger kids where playing cops and robbers
and Argyro was the leader
and fires would light up in the upper streets
it was St. John's day*** I think.
 
Old soldiers would take off their hats
the square would fill with children
and there was a green, green moon
stabbing at your heart
 
Younger kids where playing cops and robbers
and Argyro was the leader
and fires would light up in the upper streets
it was St. John's day*** I think
 

A song of an evacuee

In the evening as mother was tucking me in
I could not foresee what would the morning bring with it
A cruel artillery battery had arrived to the forest during the night
A dark row of evacuees quietly wandered down the road
Sound of war roared clearly from near the border
Uncertainty gnawed the hearts of Karelians*
We were given a quarter of an hour until departure
We carried our precious bundles to the neighbours haywagon
Our beloved land and alley were gone
There, on top of the roofs our piece of sky is left
I have forgotten the amount of tears shed
Karelians' will to live was not shaken by war
 
Young warriors of Finland marched toward us
They were lead by baby-faced second lieutenants
Many made the last trip of their lives then
Determinedly toward the end, as if they anticipated it
Roadwork men asked where is the destination
Oh, but we will only know once we get there
Householder left them a pork casserole as well
Said: 'Vot**, here is some relish with bread'
Evacuees were packed into a train at the station
Questions from the authorities were answered precisely
One mother said: 'These are all my belongings,
Five little children and a new coffeepot as well.'
 
Little brother was born at night in the train
It was wrinkled and eyes still closed
Lotta's*** brought manna from heaven, hot gruel
They wanted to nurse us wretches
We arrived after three days
Karelian people stood in an auction
When householders picked up evacuees
They left the five children and the mother on the road
We went to live in the town hall as well
After a year we got to move into our own cabin
A letter from father came through: 'I will get off the army soon'
He did and was buried in war heroes' grave next to the church
When mother harrowed her croft,
A skylark accompanied the start of a new life
I sat at the edge of the field with little brother
I told him how beautiful Karelia was once
 

Morristown

One usually never knows when he is coming,
one never knows when he will kill.
The old ones who have seen it some times
they say that he comes when he wants to.
And so one evening he is there,
on the streets of Morristown.
 
He comes late at night in the pub
which lies in the poor neighborhood.
He always sits at the round table
where no ones else sits.
Then he asks what has happened
recently in Morristown.
 
He listens and he nods and he plays
with the skull ring on one of his hands.
So he bends carefully and strokes
along the back on his gigantic wolf.
So they go out and are swallowed up
by the fog in Morristown.
 
And the rumor flies through the city
that the man and his wolf have come there.
One knows before the night meets the day
that someone has been changed into a corpse.
For it is how it usually goes
when he comes in to Morristown.
 
When the sun's first rays break the night
the police get their directives.
A tortured body is floating in the water,
a murderer has paid with his life.
One bed stands empty at the city's hotel
in the dawn in Morristown.
 

You wake me with kisses

You also wanted the kiss
I wanted it more
And I stole secretly one night your heart
But I had not thought about
nor dreamt about
how pleased I would be close to you
 
In the morning you wake me with kisses
then you caress my hair
all day you laugh
say gentle words
and fill the house with joy
How happy I am that you love me
that you always go with me somewhere in the evening
and you ask me at night
if I love you too
but I cant say that anymore
 
We found the days small
that pass full of joy
always in the same order which we said
I don't expect anything else good
and I only beg
that in our life nothing must change
 
I am currently studying Greek, so please don't shoot me if I make a mistake...! Any translations I post will be just the best I can make it out to be if no other translation is available. If there is a mistake just let me know and I will correct it :) x.

Heartbeat

It's like a song, that no one hears
The more loudly [it's sung], the less it can be heard
All I wanna do, All I wanna do, Is say I love you
Time will remember, time will remember, those times of longing
Words don't work, Feeling like they have no worth
Then I'm sorry, but I'm certain it's done forever
 
Let go of love, rewind the wounds, revert the memories
Why should I even try when obviously
I understand, sometimes love is like dust, is like parting
But becomes more difficult to part from
Say it with a heartbeat, say it with a
(say it with a, say it with a)
 
It's like a stage without a crowd
That loneliness, silent hustle and bustle
Time will remember, time will remember, in the heart
All I wanna do, All I wanna do, Is say I care
After you left, every day heartache remains the only image
Here and now there's nothing in between
 
How could I
Ever describe the way I feel?
Why should I
Even try when obviously all the words that I say
Seem to get in the way
Only wish I could
Say it with a heartbeat
(Say it with a, say it with a)
Say it with a heartbeat
Say it with a heartbeat
 

Christ of Rio 1.

With the cadenza of your Brazilian rhythm,
with the sweet cooing of your tropical breeze,
with the charm of your Río de Janeiro,
precoius Brazil yoir beauty has no equal,
because in adition to your beautiful women
and your songs that are anthems to love,
you have the faith that makes it good and generous.
the precious faith of your Redeemong Christ. 2.
 
Christ of Rio, Christ of Rio
allow me to pay your love with mine.
Christ of Rio, in Corcovado 3.
with your beautiful Brazil, I am in love.
 
Allow me, then, beautiful Brazil, to sing to you,
with your Sao Paolo that is progress and splendor,
and the horizon with Recife and Bahia 4.
are united in the faith of the Redeemer,
because in the Mexican land that is singing to you
there is the faith or our soberaign Virgin,
guadalupana that was born in Tepeyac. 5. 6
 
Christ of Rio, Christ of Rio
allow me to pay your love with mine.
Christ of Rio, in Corcovado
with your beautiful Brazil, I am in love.
 

Il est où bonheur

Versions: #2
Line 23 J'ái fait la cour, j'ai fait mon cirque
I courted, I messed up
 

From now on

What you knew, forget them
And I swear to my faith,don't look for me
Everything have limits
but you weared the margins
 
From now on
another man you'll see
You won't recognise me
From now on
When you encounter difficulties
I will see how much you deserve
From now on
another man you'll see
You won't recognise me
From now on
When you encounter difficulties
I will see how much you deserve.
 
What you knew, they have finished
And I swear to God1 I'm stubborn
whatever hurt me,I don't forget
You know that I keep my oath
 
From now on
another man you'll see
You won't recognise me
From now on
When you encounter difficulties
I will see how much you deserve
From now on
another man you'll see
You won't recognise me
From now on
When you encounter difficulties
I will see how much you deserve.
 

• 1.

In my opinion,translations can always be subjective. Feel free to give feedback :)

Climb the Musical Ladder

Climb the musical ladder
In year one of art
we take lessons
to know that every note has a specific tone
Let the voices come from your heart
so loud, up high
when you are singing in the piano lesson
 
If you are keen every day
on practising
You will play much better
incredibly
A closed door?
get a sol key
and just open it
when you do your homework
with devotion
 
Climb the ladder..
 
Climb the musical ladder
Do mi so do
Do so mi do
You will find at the end of the ladder
a closed door
That cannot be opened except with a sol key
If we're clever
we'd learn fast
that art is based on foundations
We must learn
To read notes and [art] books
 
Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel

Sabaawy The Moody Cat

I love life
no matter how it is
A delicious fish
with sharp bones
 
I am Qais ibn Al-Mulawah1
An eloquent poet
with a groovy mood
And I mind my business
but I'm moody
 
My ambitions have no limit
And I go for years
without taking anything seriously
I am free, not a prisoner
Every day I choose a path
so that it's different than the one before
Yes!
And I tell my friends
with a bold heart
about a beautiful cat with an innocent face
 
I am Qais ibn Al-Mulawah1
An eloquent poet
with a groovy mood
Volatile2
and moody
 
[Monsieur, it seems that you are very famous]
[Of course, I am such a playboy]
 
The boss of the streets
The prince of joy
The CEO of the squares on the streets
The world is a carpet
if you can walk it
then you've found the way
From Rome till the Max3
And the other way around
To Paris,
Yes, in the Champs-Élysées!
 
[whoa boy! A street cat]
[Shh! Listen!]
 
Like the butterflies, I'm poor
I can't [afford to] fly
I get my rights using my power
and with the signal of a finger
I don't care where I go
Why would I bother myself?
Wherever I go,
I will find ahome
Life is sweet, no matter how much one suffers
Who am I?
 
I am Qais ibn Al-Mulawah1
An eloquent poet
with a groovy mood
Volatile2
and moody
 
Exactly!
Sabaawy
The alley cat
Yes!
 
[Bravo! Very nice, you are very talented!
Thank you, what's your name then?
My name is Duchess
Duchess? Wonderful!]
 

• Here the word is 'Sabaawy' which is the name of the cat singing the song, so, his name itself means volatile/unpredictable/moody
• 3. A neighborhood in Alexandria, Egypt.

Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel

Broken bottles

In an empthy house
Solitude and sorrow
You made me feel
And regret
Everything I've given you
My heart knows
What you've done to me
How much it suffers
 
Broken glasses everywhere
Broken bottles everywhere
For your own sake, I became a mess
Broken glasses everywhere
Put out cigarettes everywhere
Because of your bitter lips I became a mess again
 
I hurt inside
You're away and I break down
I don't sleep at nights
When I remember you
For all I've done
Only I know
From your mistakes
How much I suffer
 
Broken glasses everywhere
Broken bottles everywhere
For your own sake, I became a mess
Broken glasses everywhere
Put out cigarettes everywhere
Because of your bitter lips I became a mess again
 

In one night

In one night you've made my hair go white,
my heart black
In one night you've turned
my poor body into a tree struck by a thousand bolts
Why did you betray me, why?
 
If the ocean was ink
and the sky, paper
it wouldn't be enough
to write what I went through this night
Why did you betray me, why?
 
Chorus
 
I gave you my hurt soul
to heal
but instead you opened
my wound deeper
Why did you betray me, why?
 
Chorus
 

Arabian Money

This Belgrade Waterfront1 is so shitty
The whole city will look like Marrakech2
Like Bangladesh, just give us a cash
 
Chorus:
When I'm in the club I spend Arabian money
When I'm in the bank I count Arabian money
And everything is clanking when I enter the harem
That's because I'm throwing Arabian money onto the floor
 
Give us an Arab, give us an Arab, give us Arabian
Give us mo-mo-mo, give us mo-mo-mo, give us mo-money
I'm working with an Islamic fundamentalist so there's more and more cash
Because the Middle East has never been closer to us
 
I want dollars, I want euros3
I want dinars4, levs5 and yens
I want every coin,
But Arabian cash is the strongest on the world
I want every currency,
But with Arabian money I'll buy a pump
I'll buy a hooker, I'll buy...
Both pump and a hooker
No waffles, give us falafels6
Arak7, mastika8 so I can get drunk
Give us urmašicas and tufahijas9
Under the tyrant's baldachin
With Oriental rhythm people go crazy
With the rhythm of tum-tum-tulumba10
We're drinking boza11, we're eating date palms
We're fucking hookers... And pums
 
Chorus:
When I'm in the club I spend Arabian money
When I'm in the bank I count Arabian money
And everything is clanking when I enter the harem
That's because I'm throwing Arabian money onto the floor
 
Give us an Arab, give us an Arab, give us Arabian
Give us mo-mo-mo, give us mo-mo-mo, give us mo-money
I'm working with an Islamic fundamentalist so there's more and more cash
Because the Middle East has never been closer to us
 
At the market one old rule is valid:
No bus, no bus, only a camel
Belgrade, like Baghdad and Qatar
A money showers like oil here
While I'm dying of heat and fucking in Kuwait
I tell to my wife: 'Shut up and cook there!'
From Abu Dhabi to Dubai
Everything is fucking drndrlndr
Hashish, shisha, everything for Algiers
Phhh... Al Jazeera is broadcasting my video spot
Let's call Qatar and Emirates
Let's accommodate rich emigrants
Golden bulls, oil derivatives
Balkan dreams, Arabian salaries
Mosques, harems, halls
I'm eating baklavas12 on the middle of mahala13
I'm drinking shake of plasma and banana
I'm dreaming of being a sheik of Savamala14
 
When I'm in my apartment, I relax with Arabian money
When I'm in the school, I learn with Arabian money
When I'm working out in the gym - Arabian money
And I can do everything I want when I have Arabian money
 

• 1. The Belgrade Waterfront is an urban renewal development project headed by the Government of Serbia aimed at improving Belgrade's cityscape and economy
• 2. Marrakech is a major city in Morocco
• 3. 'јевреј' literally means 'a Jew' but in Serbian jargon it's referred to 'euro'
• 4. Serbian currency
• 5. Bulgarian currency
• 6. It's a Middle Eastern (usually Lebanese) deep-fried ball, doughnut or patty made from ground chickpeas, fava beans, or both.
• 7. Levantine alcoholic spirit
• 8. Greek alcoholic spirit
• 9. Bosnian Muslim pies
• 10. Turkish dessert
• 11. alcoholic drink
• 12. Muslim sweet
• 13. Arabic neighborhood usually in Bosnia
• 14. neighborhood in Belgrade, Serbia

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40 years old tomorrow

Come on dude, don't let me go
We have seen or we will see things
Come on, yeah, if life punches you
You know we will swim in it
Come on, there is no problem, no
We will have no problem
Tonight I drink
Come with me dude
It will be easier I think
 
Yeah you know dude, I didn't see them coming
Neither pass by I think
You know, we have a lot of memories
But not enough, believe me
Yeah you know dude
To see my parents became older
Me, I cross my fingers
And tonight, you see
They had me, they will have you
You'll see
 
So I drown my sorrow
And it makes me feel good
I find myself in the middle of the road
 
A life half-full
My glass half-full
I'm twice my twenties
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
And yes, I drown my sorrow
And it makes me feel good
I find myself in the middle of the road
 
A life half-full
My glass half-full
I'm twice my twenties
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
Remember dude
Forty years old it was old
When we were kids
Remember yeah
We used to turn our glasses
To see the age they gave us
 
Tonight I left my glass empty
Forty years old, it's tomorrow
And tomorrow, it's fall
So believe me dude
I am only a kid
And yet I'm a man
 
So I drown my sorrow
And it makes me feel good
I find myself in the middle of the road
 
A life half-full
My glass half-full
I'm twice my twenties
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
And yes, I drown my sorrow
And it makes me feel good
I find myself in the middle of the road
 
A life half-full
My glass half-full
I'm twice my twenties
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
Here it is dude
Before, I used to take my time
Tonight it is him who took me
We say that life's learning us things
Me, what does she has learned me ?
Two, three guitar chods, nothing big
Above all to say thank you
Because I live the life that makes dream
The kid I were at the bottom of my bed
Go check man
Tonight I drown my sorrow
And it makes me feel good
I find myself in the middle of the road
 
A life half-full
My glass half-full
I'm twice my twenties
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
And yes, I drown my sorrow
And it makes me feel good
I find myself in the middle of the road
 
A life half-full
My glass half-full
I'm twice my twenties
I'm forty years old tomorrow
 
Forty years old tomorrow
Foty years old tomorrow
And still a kid
 

The Parisienne Girl

She been living in Paris for less than three months
But she's already got the user manual down
She uses a whole lot of words that I don't get
Rides a Vespa
Her friends have strange names, Béné, Alix, F-X, at Lise-Ange
Like that, no it's not their names that bother me, nor their gear
 
She's always telling me we should catch up
And that we should do brunch one of these days
That we should check out a Larry Clark expo at 104 1
Why not?
But not tomorrow as Madam is overloaded
Always glued to her Macbook
And when she tells me that we can meet up on Facebook
It's a slap in the face 2
 
She lives in Paris
She wears white Converse 3
I don't understand what she says anymore
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
She lives in Paris
She wears white Converse
I don't understand what she says anymore
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
 
She lives in Paris, It's not that I'm criticising
It's so different, past the ring-road
No longer the same music, the same outfits
Her mother, her mates and her catholic votes
I see her less often because Madame, yeah
Is going to the seaside for Easter
Her friends have big pads, Saint-Briac
I don't know the place
 
Me, my beardy face and my accent4
I know, that makes her right-minded friends smile
And even so I wait for her, often in the wind
I'd like her to be a bit more like she was before
But her and her Vélib, her organic tomatoes and her iPhone 5
Her Boston terrier
Me, the rain batters me
While I waste hours at her intercom
But nobody's home
 
She lives in Paris
She wears white Converse
I don't understand what she says anymore
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
She lives in Paris
She wears white Converse
I don't understand what she says anymore
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
 
Madam is chic
Aperatif Paris style by the Seine 6
Madam complicates her life
Trying to be bohemian
Madam is chic
American Apparel, H&M
He's a hippie chic 7
But where is she, the lady I love?
 
She lives in Paris
She wears white Converse
I don't understand a thing she says
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
She lives in Paris
She wears white Converse
I don't understand what she says anymore
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
 
She lives in Paris
I think she's forgetting about me
She's got new friends
You know, new clothes
And me I hang around on the banks of the Seine
But where is she, the lady I love
I don't understand what she says anymore
She lives in Paris
I hope that nothing changes
 

• 1. Le Cent Quatre cultural centre
• 2. 'C'est le bouquet' (literally 'that's the bouquet') is more like 'That takes the biscuit' or 'that's the cherry on the cake' but trying to mimic the bouquet/facebook pun
• 3. De rigeur in Paris!
• 4. Not quite sure about 'ganache tapache' other than they are mocking his look
• 5. Vélib is the hire bike scheme in Paris, much like London's 'Boris Bikes'
• 6. Probaby an Aperol Spritz!
• 7. Bit of a play on Hippy chick, hippy-chic

In Alice's Restaurant

In Alice's restaurant
I think of you and am not happy.
 
I bring each bite to my mouth,
but it is an old habit.
 
And I search for you, I think of you,
I see you, but you are not there.
 
Who knows where you are,
what you are doing, whom you are with?
 
At Alice's restaurant,
nobody is happy tonight.
 
You understood that it's all over,
seeing an empty seat.
 
And nobody, nobody,
nobody asks me the reason.
 
Who knows where you are,
what you are doing, whom you are with?
 
Who knows where you are,
what you are doing, whom you are with?
 
In Alice's restaurant,
the mirror tells me tonight
 
that the beautiful tale is over
and only an empty seat remains.
 
-Specter, the Flying Fox

In Imerovigli

I once had a book
that talked about two other people
I was reminded of you
you, who doesn't care about me
 
In Imerovigli
where I once met a friend
she told me to send you
a leaf from a basil tree
 
In Imerovigli
in the dawn of April
came to my mind
my old torture
 
I'll write a letter to you
I'll look inside your heart
no matter how much time has passed
the God is time
 
When you receive it
perhaps you'll understand
perhaps you'll get inside me
and never come out again
 
In Imerovigli
where I once met a friend
she told me to send you
a leaf from a basil tree
 
In Imerovigli
in the dawn of April
came to my mind
my old torture
 

Ești tu

Oriunde mă duc, ești tu acolo
Cum mă pot salva?
Ești mai presus decât orice
Cum pot trăi de unul singur?
 
Sunt lângă tine, mă simt singur
Ești departe de mine, te-ntreb
Toate străzile sunt limitate
Ești oriunde sunt eu
 
Ești viața mea
Cum să te reneg?
Ești precum o-nchisoare
Vreau să fiu salvat
 

You are

Wherever I go is you
How can I reddem
Most of all is you
How can I live alone
 
I am beside you, I feel alone
You are are apart of me, I ask you
Every street is a dead line
You are whenever I am
 
You are my life
How can I deny you
You are my jail
I want to be saved