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Wind of Ankara

Your pinky little lip told our song
Spring come Ankara's misty mountains
Your sensitive voice, ah*, cheer my heartbreak
Every one cried, set everyone heart on your wavy hairs.
 
I told my love, to Ankara's wind
It dosen't work, my all desires are remain to tomorrows.
Every one cried, set everyone heart on your wavy hairs.
 
Once she will laugh, she will give you hope
She will give you promises, won't come, always engle you
She will say 'love me', she won't love you, maybe make you cry
 
Don't cry in vain, don't set your heart on Ankara's girls.
 
I told my love to Ankara's wind
It dosen't work, my all desires are remain to tomorrows.
Don't cry in vain, don't set your heart on Ankara's girls.
 

Boys from AK

On August 1, all over Warsaw
the terrible rumpus has begun.
On one side there were Germans.
On the other side, the Warsaw's AK.
 
Teutons had tanks and Nebelwerfers
and the help of the Wlasow's Cossacks
Brave Warsaw did not have that,
but she did have boys from AK.
 
Teuton general puts Polish women
in front of tanks to kill them, but it fails,
because they are defended by the boys from AK.
 
Then the Germans from airplanes,
(because this is their already such custom)
they shoot women and children,
boys from AK are furious.
 
General Bór on the radio to Churchill
Save - he says - a Polish brother,
because we can't take it anymore
and all the guys will die.
 
Then the night raiders came,
More than one crate fell on the city.
There are already grenades and guns.
And the Huns pale as they see AK.
 
The Führer called out to his soldiers.
Good for nothing - he says - such a job!
We have bombers, Nebelwerfers and tanks.
And here the boys from AK are beating us
 
And he amassed an army of his own soldiers.
He gave everyone a bomb in a backpack,
already ten are against one,
you gotta beat up the guys from AK.
 
They were terribly afraid of their leader,
but even more of a Varsovian,
they were beating the capital for two months,
bravely defended by boys from AK.
 
They have ruined all the churches,
they locked a lot of the nation in barracks,
but all this is not helping them.
They can't beat the boys from AK.
 
Roman proverb said
that Hercules don't fight the ten alone.
In a dilapidated city and under violence.
The guys from AK capitulate.
 
And Russians were in Praga,
and all their flock.
In the Russian way they tricked us,
Such is the lot of the boys from AK.
 
Empty capital city and burned out.
It frightens from afar like a some nightmare.
But it is proof for whole world,
of the heroism of boys from AK.
 
And when Poland will rise free,
and it will not just any capital city in it.
It will be a monument for ages
for the heroic boys from AK.
 

Oi, my rosy rose

Oi, my, oi, my rosy rose
Oi, my, oi, my rosy rose
Why have you, why have you bloomed early
Why have you, why have you bloomed early
 
I was unfurled, I was unfurled by the early spring
I was unfurled, I was unfurled by the early spring
I was plucked, I was plucked by a young lass
I was plucked, I was plucked by a young lass
 
She placed me, she placed me in her bosom
She placed me, she placed me in her bosom
There I have, there I have wilted young
 

I trust you

I trust you.
I believe in you.
And that’s enough
I mean, what more could
you want from me?
I dream of you.
I have passion for you.
And that’s enough.
I mean, what more could
you want from me?
I swear. I’ll die for you.
Believe it if you can.And what’s enough. What more could you want from me if I died for you? Could there really be something more? I don’t have any thing more than that. Could there really be something more? I don’t have anything more than that. I mean every sentence is ending with you. I trust you and that’s enough. I love you like no one ever loved or will ever love. I love you like no one ever loved or will ever love. And you think it’s no big deal. Nothing significant about it. I try but I can’t understand what got me so hung up on you. I write poetry for you. I write prose for you.
And what’s enough. I mean, what more could I write for you? Could there really be something more? I don’t have anything more than that. I mean every sentence is ending with you. You talk to me like a little child and you ignore me a lot. You talk to me like a little child and you ignore me a lot. If one morning would think to call me. Tell me what is getting me so hung up on you!
I trust you.
I believe in you.
And that’s enough
I mean, what more could
you want from me?
I dream of you.
I have passion for you.
And that’s enough.
I mean, what more could
you want from me?
I swear. I’ll die for you.
Believe it if you can.And what’s enough. What more could you want from me if I died for you? Could there really be something more? I don’t have any thing more than that. Could there really be something more? I don’t have anything more than that.
I mean every sentences, talks and say are for you!
 

I Sing [for] Mecca

Versions: #1
I sing [for] Mecca and its proud people
as the Feast fills my bosom with a feast
They rejoiced, and under every sky
gleamed houses, joining the House of Guidance [in gleaming]
 
And by the name of the Lord of the Universe,
their buildings rose, stretching like a shooting star
O you who reads the Quran, pray for them—
My people are there—and fill the desert with a beautiful fragrance
 
Whoever kneels with their hands held together
Surely the door [to the sky] will not remain closed [to them]
My eye sees, wherever humans pray,
the heavens opening up generously
 
If a speck of sand sang for its Creator,
I would be the oud to its song
There the sounds of the pilgrims have become louder, so join yourself to my singing mouth here and let us sing
 
And Lord, shower all people with your generosity
whether they be white—for you never differentiate—or black
Do not leave any land infertile
Rather make all land produce a pleasant essence
 
The Earth, My Lord, is a rose, promised for You to pick, so water and invigorate what is promised [to You]
And the beauty of Your Face is what all hope to see
while all else is of no use
 

Gabriel

Încă trebuie să simt mătasa atingerii,
Nu mă îmbrățișează așa nimeni pe Pământ.
Și inima îmi bate, adânc în flăcări
O privire cunoscută.
 
Am așteptat de mult, ca să-mi trimită din nou din cer!
 
Refren :
Îmi doresc, așa îmi doresc să mă topesc în cele două brațe ale tale , îngerașul meu, Gabriel,
Fără tine să nu mă mai trezesc niciodată,
Să mă îmbrățișezi întotdeauna așa!
Îmi doresc, așa îmi doresc să mă topesc în cele două brațe ale tale , îngerașul meu, Gabriel,
Visul îmi deschide aripile în mine și mă ridică la cer,
Zorile să nu vină.
 
Mai sărută-mă, te rog.
Sărutul tău arzător!
Arzând mă trezesc la o altă viață trupește și sufletește.
Zboară-mă în sus, nu trebuie să-mi iau rămas bun de la altcineva.
 
Și nu mă deranjează,
că lumea este surdă și nu se gândește la mine.
 
Refren :
Îmi doresc, așa îmi doresc să mă topesc în cele două brațe ale tale , îngerașul meu, Gabriel,
Fără tine să nu mă mai trezesc niciodată,
Să mă îmbrățișezi întotdeauna așa!
Îmi doresc, așa îmi doresc să mă topesc în cele două brațe ale tale , îngerașul meu, Gabriel,
Visul îmi deschide aripile în mine și mă ridică la cer,
Zorile să nu vină.
 
Îngeraș, Gabriel mereu așa să mă îmbrățișezi!
 
Îmi doresc, așa îmi doresc să mă topesc în cele două brațe ale tale , îngerașul meu, Gabriel,
Visul îmi deschide aripile în mine și mă ridică la cer,
Zorile să nu vină.
 

Sinking

Nothing is forgotten
My nerves are taut
Lips are frozen
In their familiar protective smile,
Frothing at the mouth
 
I’m once again
Being led to believe
That my whole life
Is one big mistake
 
I'm sinking to the very bottom
Back to my world, to the very bottom
I'm sinking to the very bottom
Back to my world, to the very bottom
 
All I need is
To forget these evil faces,
Empty eyes
Always glancing past me
 
I will turn around,
But only to say goodbye
To those who like
To shoot an unarmed in the back
 
I'm sinking to the very bottom
Back to my world, to the very bottom
I'm sinking to the very bottom
Back to my world, to the very bottom
 
I'm sinking to the very bottom
Back to my world, to the very bottom
I'm sinking to the very bottom
Back to my world, to the very bottom
To the very bottom
 

Does It Matter

Versions: #1
I am so drunk lately
My thoughts are so high away like this
I don’t think about something certain. I walked around forsaken places all night long, all month, all the year. Does it matter
 
I have been upset and I have made upset
But also I have a little bit cold
I was so far away even from myself
I felt down so much
Maybe I kissed, maybe loved
Maybe talked about you
Does it matter?
 
I get up one day, you were not there
I can’t still find you
I reaches today
I woke up already
I don’t want anything no more (x2)
 
You didn’t take the messages I send to you serious, don’t you?
I was so drunk again
Couldn’t stop myself
I was expecting nothing
But even if I did, does it matter?
 
I have less hair compared with my past
Tomorrows of mine became liar
And I have a little of pain
Some of it from you, some from past. Does it matter
 
I get up one day, you were not there
I can’t still find you
I reaches today
I woke up already
I don’t want anything no more (x2)
 

They Shouted At Me: Black!

Versions: #1
I was only seven years old,
only seven years...
What seven years
I wasn't even five!
 
Suddenly, some voices on the street
They shouted at me: 'Black!'
 
Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black!
Black!
 
'Am I black?' - I said to myself (Yes!)
What does it mean to be black? (Black!)
I didn't know the sad truth
that was behind it (Black!)
 
And I felt black (Black!)
Like they said (Black!)
And I recoiled (Black!)
Just as they wanted (Black!)
And I hated my hair and my thick lips
And I looked with sadness at my dark skin
And I recoiled (Black!)
And I recoiled...
 
Black! Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black! Black!
Black!Black! Black! Black! Black!
 
And the time went by,
And always so bitter
I continued to carry
my heavy burden on my back
And it was sooo heavy!...
 
I straightened my hair
I put powder on my face
And in my guts I always
heard the same word:
 
Black! Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black!
 
Until one day that I was recoiling,
I kept recoiling and was just about to fall-
 
Black! Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black! Black!
Black! Black! Black!
 
So what? So what? (Black!)
Yes- (Black!)
I'm- (Black!)
Black!- (Black!)
I am black! (Black!)
Yes- (Black!)
I'm- (Black!)
Black!- (Black!)
I am black!
 
From now on I don't want to
straighten my hair (I don't want to!)
And I'm going to laugh at those
Who think, according to them, that
To avoid us some bad moment
They call black people 'people of color'
 
And what color?! (Black!)
And how good it sounds! (Black!)
And what a rhythm it has!
 
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
 
Finally!
I fiinally understood! (Finally!)
I don't recoil anymore (Finally!)
I'm sure on my way (Finally!)
I move forward and hope (Finally!)
And I bless the heaven because God
wanted my skin color to be black,
And I understood (Finally!)
I have the key:
 
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
BLACK! BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!
BLACK! BLACK!
 
I'M BLACK!!!!
 

1001 Roses

Tell me that time has stopped a long time ago,
Lie to me that it's not over yet, stay just a bit more
In your eyes I see the glow of a starry sky
We know that it's all over once there are no more tears
 
This quietness frightens me because you are not next to me
This night is too long, it's time that I go
Through a dark tunnel I wander alone, but I don't see it's end
A 1001 roses spilled behind us
 
And after you it's like time has stopped
I have one wish, you owe that much
Spread your wings, come on fly, I'm alone down here
But know one thing, not every film has a happy ending either
 

The Wind

Those who are afraid of the death can't know the pleasure of life
Those be of one heart and say that,
Fire from blood with a great faith in veins
To the conqueror generation who has come to conquer the land!
 
To a soul taken a lesson like this, the fatherland may seem spare
Soul will want another conquest as he do, horizon not far to him
That generation has satisfied with conquest's thrill through the wind
Even horses could hear the warcrys among them
 
Is there a soul who doesn't know the great commander?
Who demolished the horizon and set bulwark against the foes
To feed his horse upon another soil,
Many mounted sank into the wind of conquest!
 

Little Boat

The birches outside Moscow
Rustled in the distance,
A boat sailed and rocked
Along the Yauza River,
A boat sailed and rocked
Along the Yauza River.
 
Long ago we went away
To all ends of the country,
But we are still faithful
To our friendship, as before,
But we are still faithful
To our friendship, as before.
 
Above us is the sky of the Motherland,
And it is so light around,
As if we sailed
On a boat in our youth,
As if we sailed
On a boat in our youth,
 
The water churns under the oars,
The rudder will not tremble in the hand,
The boat rushes further
On the morning river,
The boat rushes further
On the morning river.
 
Our path does not end,
The river's space is vast,
And a fair breeze
Drives the boat forward,
And a fair breeze
Drives the boat forward.
 

Maruzella

Ohe!
Ce se aude?
Și acum cine cântă cu mine?
ohe,
între timp apare luna ce se vede
Pe toată coasta mării de la Procida la Resina,
se spune : 'Privește acolo, ce face o femeie!'
 
Maruzella,
Maruzze'...
ți-ai pus marea în ochi și mi-ai pus în piept mâhnirea...
Mă faci să-mi zbată inima
mai tare decât valurile
când cerul e întunecat..
Întâi îmi spui 'da',
apoi, dulce, dulce, mă faci să mor...
Maruzella,
Maruzze'...
 
Ohe!
Cine mă ajută?
Dacă tu nu vii să mă ajuți?
Ohe!
mi-a venit o dorință arzătoare de a te săruta.
Și vino oh frumoaso...
și dă-mi această guriță
care, pentru a mă otrăvi se transformă în zahăr...
 
Maruzella,
Maruzze'...
 

Money of America

Oh, just, (you both) sold me
For money
For America's money
Sold me to strangers
 
You had no pity mom
For me
You had no pity dad
To me
 
Oh, just, I have one husband
Who beats me
And the father-in-law drives me away
To the streets of America
 
They had no pity mom
For me
They had no pity daddy
To me
 
Oh, yes, and he (husband) beats me
And they scold me
Mom, they don't give me peace
 
Oh, yes, and for days
And at night
Rise I up and humiliate me
With tears
Rise I up and humiliate me
With tears
 
Oh, just, help (you both) mom
Help dad
Don't let me die/perish
They come to take me away
 
And to strangers mom
Don't let me go
And to strangers dad
Don't let me go
 

Bird of Sorrow

I am, O bird of sorrow, stateless like your eyes
 
Feeling like a child, kidnapped by drowsiness early in the night
 
Feeling alienated and joyful, like ships traveling upon the sea
 
Stateless and homeless, your eyes are my home
 
Coming back from a song, O time lost in time
 
Her voice cries so I hold it, between the flowers of silence and weakness
 
From the borders of yesterday, O dream, a bird on a branch visited me
 
What an illusion you live in, you were in my thoughts and also weren't
 

The Wind Sings Now in Those Places

The wind sings now
In those places, our old song, our song
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
It was a winter day, it* has begun
This plaintive romance of our lifetime, of our lifetime
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
 

Oh A Red Rose A Rose That's Red

Oh a red rose a rose that's red I (2)
Had I a Husband I had Husband
I had husband a drunkard
 
He did not not work no he just drank | (2)
Came home he did he did come home
He came home he beat me so
 
Don't hit me husband don't beat me| (2)
I'll leave You my Children my children I'll leave you
My self I'll go past the Danube
 
And as I at upon a boat | (2)
A White Handkerchief a kerchief that's White
A white handkerchief I did wave
 
I 'll unbraid my hair down my shoulders | (2)
Not once I deeply not once I bitterly
Not once I'll cry so bitterly
 
Oh A Red Rose - A White Flower | (2)
Oh what for what Oh for what has My Beloved
Has so wasted my whole world
 
Return Oh Wife do return Home | (2)
You're child is crying cryin's your child
Your Child is crying after You
 
And where do you husband spend the night | (2)
You're child is crying cryin's your child
Your Child is crying don't you hear
 
 

Nighttime gatherings

Versions: #1
How beautiful the nights were
Where the wind would stay waiting for us
And you'd come and find me and it'd take us far away1
[Oh,] the clamor of the water and the night...
 
We used to have a mill at a water-spring
And in front of it were piazzas planted with shade
And Grandpa used to mill for the district
Wheat and spices...2
 
And the people would stay in those squares
Some with bags and others with carts
Coming and going all along the road
Clamoring with song...
 
Oh!
O, to stay up the night3...
Oh!
O, so sweet in my mind...
Sing -- oh!
Sing -- oh!
Sing in the streets!
 
Hey, hey, hey
O, to stay up the night...
Hey, hey, hey
O, so sweet in my mind...
Sing (oh!)
Sing (oh!)
Sing in the streets!
 
And the days went by, and little by little
The mill went silent on the shoulder of the water
And Grandpa became a miller of memories
Grinding sunlight and shade...
 
Oh!
O, to stay up the night...
Oh!
O, so sweet in my mind...
Sing -- oh!
Sing -- oh!
Sing in the streets!
 
Hey, hey, hey
O, to stay up the night...
Hey, hey, hey
O, so sweet in my mind...
Sing (oh!)
Sing (oh!)
Sing in the streets!
 

• 1. The word in the song is بعيد 'far away', not بعيني 'in/with my eye'.
• 2. I hear زهريّات with a Z at the beginning, which would mean 'spices', not سهريّات with an S.
• 3. سهر refers to staying up all night together, chitchatting and having a good time.

We Used To Have a Mill

oh how beautiful were the nights
and the air used to keep waiting for us
you come and find me, and they take us away..
the sound of water and the nights
 
we used to have a mill next to the spring of water
and in front of it there were a lot of shady fields
and my grandfather used to grind for the neighborhood..
wheat and flowers
 
and people stayed in these fields
sometimes they had bags and sometimes they had trollies
they went and came along the way
and songs were rumbling
 
oh
oh soirees of the nights
oh
oh sweet one who I'm thinking of
sing oh
sing oh
sing along the ways
 
yay yay yay
oh soirees of the nights
yay yay yay
oh sweet one who I'm thinking of
sing oh
sing oh
sing along the ways
 
days passed, and slowly,
the mill next to the water became silent
and my grandfather became the mill of memories
grinding sun and shade
 
oh
oh soirees of the nights
oh
oh sweet one who I'm thinking of
sing oh
sing oh
sing along the ways
 
yay yay yay
oh soirees of the nights
yay yay yay
oh sweet one who I'm thinking of
sing oh
sing oh
sing along the ways
 

My Mother is the Call of Tenderness

My mother, my mother is the call of tenderness
and the serenity of safety
and the happiest dream
my mother
 
during the sorrow of the heart
and in the nights of insomnia
the sweetest thing that I say is..
'my mother'
 
when I'm singing my melody
in the calmness of wishing
the most beautiful son that I sing is..
'my mother'
 

Oh my Heart, don't Make your Heart tired

oh my heart, don't make your heart tired, I will always love you
you go away a lot
then you come back to the stairs of Baalbek
 
oh my heart, don't make your heart tired, I will always love you
 
you're walking and the moon is walking, and you're sending letters
oh my heart that is like a butterfly around lamps
you don't know the glow of fire and you don't continue the journey
and you're confused when it comes to love, you go and come back to Baalbek
 
who woke me up from sleep..
and took me to your eyes from the first day
who am I and who are you? we are the forgotten ones
and my way took me away from your way
 

My Mother is the Call of Tenderness

My mother, my mother is the call of tenderness
and the serenity of safety
and the happiest dream
my mother
 
during the sorrow of the heart
and in the nights of insomnia
the sweetest thing that I say is..
'my mother'
 
when I'm singing my melody
in the calmness of wishing
the most beautiful son that I sing is..
'my mother'
 

Red Lipstick

Hey come here baby, you see
I have something new
But only if you want to be more excited
I wag my tail
but I'm not a wolf
and you're not an innocent lamb.
So shut up...
 
I know the strict blondes
I know the naked browns
I know the teens, the virgins
I know all kind
but
Like you, who's not only beatiful but making me so horny
I've never seen
 
Red lipstick, hot bitch, if this is all you want
While you live, I will love you and I'll never let you go
 
Neither the lazy hooker from Budapest
Nor the spoiled dame
get me off
I don't need the drama
Like you, who's so hot that making me horny
I've never seen
 
Red lipstick, hot bitch, if this is all you want
While you live, I will love you and I'll never let you go
 
Red lipstick, hot bitch, if this is all you want
While you live, I will love you and I'll never let you go
 
If you want I'll put handcuffs on you
I'll beat you with a whip
I know well you love when it hurts
 
Red lipstick, hot bitch, if this is all you want
While you live, I will love you and I'll never let you go
 
Red lipstick, hot bitch, if this is all you want
While you live, I will love you and I'll never let you go
 
If you want I'll put handcuffs on you
I'll beat you with a whip
But I will
Never
Let you
Go....
 

Once Three Girlfriends Out Of Spite

Once three girlfriends out of spite
Fucked the son of local priest.
But the priest was in a plight:
He jerked off till midnight feast.
 
© St.Sol @ LT: all rights reserved.

Georgian song

Versions: #2
I will plant a grapeseed in the warm and fertile georgian soil,
I will kiss the grapevine and I'll gather the amber-ripe grapes,
And I'll call all my friends and I'll tune to love my heart and soul,
Else what for am I still living here in this eternal place?
 
Come on gather my guests and partake of the meal in our session,
Come on speak to my face who i am , what you think is my worth...
King of heaven will pardon my faults and forgive my transgressions
Else what for am I still living here on this eternal earth?
 
In the dark red attire you'll be singing to me , oh, my darling,
In the black-white attire I will kneel with her hand on my face,
And I'll listen to her till I die of the sad love she's sharing,
Else what for am I still living here in this eternal place?
 
And if sunset should fume all around me and sweep at the corners,
Let me see many times as a glimpse of a dream floating forth
The white ox, the blue eagle, and the golden forelle in their honour,
Else what for am I still living here on this eternal earth?
 

My father

My father who is not in the village any more
My father who may be one day, very discretely, I loved.
My father who went by the path without envies
My father who may be one day, very discretely, I loved.
By the blood so brave which runs in my veins
by the features of your face which are fading
 
As the shout which drowns my chest
My father !
By the scarf which was dividing entirely your belly
My father !
By the secrets of the onion in my mother’s fingers
My father !
By the pallid evenings in the house of the house
My father !
By the dreams which might be yours
sliding by the sink
my father, by my brothers
sliding by the sink….
That the memory find you
the memory of the father and of the son
the memory, the old female cat,
the memory, oh my father.
 
By the ties which unite me to your names
your hands and your round skull
and your laugh I did not like
my father !
When I only wanted to go to pick
my father !
Fennel, passed the reds’ bridge,
my father !
That it find intact my griefs
a six-years old little girl’s griefs
my father !
 
I find intact, my father,
your story and mine
my father, together, loving each other
you story and mine
 
Cock, hen, chick, my father ?
Cock, hen, chick my father
my father !
 
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now,
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now
 
Cock, hen, chick, my father ?
Cock, hen, chick my father ?
My father !
 
My father who is not in the village any more.
 

She Dances

She dances,
and that dance
excites me1 and my imagination
(and my imagination, and my imagination)
her waist, it's my madness
and makes me lose all reason
Maybe I'll play the role of a lunatic, seductor
and I'll lose my composure,
maybe I'll lose total control
 
She dances
and it kills me
Step by step, my heart beats without mercy
She dances
and enchants me
She's like a dream, a mirage, that excites me,
and why not?
She dances (ooh)
and disarms me
 
She dances
and that dance
becomes a vice, practically an obsession
(practically an obsession, practically an obsession)
And nude,
uncensored,
Now I visualize her in my room.
 
Maybe I'll play the role of a lunatic, seductor
and I'll lose my composure,
maybe I'll lose total control
 
She dances
and it kills me
Step by step, my heart beats without mercy
She dances
and enchants me
She's like a dream, a mirage that excites me,
and why not?
She dances (ooh)
and disarms me
 
She dances
and it kills me
Step by step, my heart beats without mercy
She dances
and enchants me
She's like a dream, a mirage, that excites me,
and why not?
She dances (ooh)
and disarms me
 

• 1. Literally: shakes the floor. This is an idiom that is used for someone that you like who excites you or makes you nervous to be around

I Have Fallen For A Soul Mate

I have fallen for a soul mate,
She is hunchbacked and she's old.
Well, such troubled times loom lately,
That you have to stick with gold.
 
© St.Sol @ LT: all rights reserved.

Casablanca

I want to put the world on 'pause'
and give 'play' to your song,
my guitar on your body
and our love under heaven.
Spend the night with bachatas,
the moon, and a drink of rum
to soothe the emotion,
to quiet this pain.
 
Let's pass the time dancing,
that with each step
we come back to the troubles that always remain.
You see that there are only moments in life
that come and go, that will never return.
Everyone is made up of a thousand emotions,
that sometimes we keep looking for reasons
But what's the use
if we always end up at the same place,
at the same place?
So hold me tight,
believe that there is no tomorrow,
like that night we made love
in Casablanca. (X2)
 

Oh, My Dear Girlfriend...

Oh, my dear girlfriend, let me
Tell you in strict secret:
I enjoyed a lot of candy,
But big dick's the best yet!
 
© St.Sol @ LT: all rights reserved.

Suburb's song

I love the scrawny vegetable garden
that from the factory feel resentful
and I’m pleased to surround my life
of this indifferent landscape.
 
And I’m pleased by the coloured moment :
People of salad and afternoon snack
A damsel bare chested
and a song which makes cry
 
And a humble man who at the air shows
a brave front and a slave eye
and goes with a cap and the espadrille
and the small bundle and the blue clothes
 
Here I see the world offered to me
cold and terrible as the death.
And is so miserable and so poor
the small bell of mi heart.
 
From the flatterers run away the crowd
and on my face there is no veil
and I can look at my bared soul
with no suspicion
 
I love the desolate vegetable garden
the lethargic peach tree which dies
and the silvered herring,
porrón of blood (1), golden tomato
 
I‘m following your fixation
strange men with good teeth
Who will return to misery
a little more happy !
 
Last sorrows, last pains
tear, rose, pearl and kiss.
Last this heart and those veins
last this eye which doesn’t see nothing.
 
Clothes burning that the pleasure rip,
Dance for me ! Loyal man
come, let’s smoke our pipe
on the virginal grass.
 
Say me about the strong marvels
of your labour, of your torment.
Under the stars concert
let’s go smoke quietly.
 

Mechita

Mechita of my dreams
seductive little doll
your youth accumulate
an entire world of splendour
the mystery of your eyes
disturbed all my calm
and makes born in my soul
an expectation of love (twice)
 
Mechita you are nice
your eyes,
your eyes fascinate me,
your mouth
your divine mouth
I would like to kiss
Mechita you know very well
how much
how much I love you
for that I beg you
to not make me suffer anymore !! (twice)