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Paradise

The sun is shining, I'm lying on a cloud
In pink sunglasses
Purple fog above the clouds
I'll try it because it'll come in again
This is an infinitely comfortable island
Look, you haven't seen anything like this
This is an infinitely comfortable island
Paradise and abundance grove
 
This is beef good as an airship
This is beef good because you fly like an airship (2x)
 
Hey wait, smoke a cigarette
Enjoy this biblical bug too
Adam, Eve above the clouds
Maybe I'll move there tomorrow
There the Pope is vacationing in, the Vatican it’s too cold
His legs are hanging there, but I know what he's like now
This is an infinitely comfortable island
Paradise, abundance grove
 
This is beef good as an airship
This is beef good because you fly like an airship (2x)
 
The sun is shining, I'm lying on a cloud
In pink sunglasses
Purple fog above the clouds
I'll try it because it'll come in again
This is an infinitely comfortable island
Look, you haven't seen anything like this
This is an infinitely comfortable island
Paradise, abundance grove
 
This is beef good as an airship
This is beef good because you fly like an airship (2x)
 
Hey wait, smoke a cigarette
Enjoy this biblical bug too
Adam, Eve above the clouds
Maybe I'll move there tomorrow
There the Pope is vacationing in the Vatican it’s too cold
His legs are hanging there, I know what he's like now
This is an infinitely comfortable island
Paradise, abundance grove
 
This is beef good as an airship
This is beef good because you fly like an airship (2x)
 

Ordinary

Versions: #2
My life is up atop of a tree, I won't bring it down for anyone,
I'll just stay there with respect, spitting out seeds of grass,
and by the morning, a meadow will grow, put right under my soles,
together with life, we nest here, you and me, the three of us,
and I let you see, see, see, and now noone can get between us,
between my hand and yours, between my hand and yours...
 
Our fates are up atop of a tree, during the day it's cloudy,
you can only see the light of it at night, when sobriety goes to sleep,
and then by the morning, the sky falls, and folds another,
blue colored daydreams, and white sheep,
and I let you see, see, see, and now noone can get between us,
between my hand and yours, between my hand and yours...
 
Look, my dream is carried by the wind, I can't even reach it by hand,
and it dances away on glass balls, on the carpet of endlessness,
and then it doesn't even look at me for days, it lives on paper ships,
then it brings its stolen treasures, for a single glance of yours,
My life is up atop of a tree, I won't bring it down for anyone,
I'll just stay there with respect, spitting out seeds of grass,
and by the morning, a meadow will grow, put right under my soles,
together with life, we nest here, you and me, the three of us.
 
Follow my trace, bend and put your face above it
See my shipwreck reaching your shore
 
I am drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk from your seasons,
which draw my most reckless craziness
I am drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk from your seasons,
which draw my most reckless craziness
 
and I let you see, see, see, and now noone can get between us,
between my hand and yours, between my hand and yours...
and I let you see, see, see, and now noone can get between us,
between my hand and yours, between my hand and yours...
 

The Soup

The problem was the soup,
An ordinary, stupid soup,
And today two weeks have passed
Since I stopped speaking to her.
When it comes to food,
I like it varied.
My organism just cannot stand
Having to eat the same thing all over again.
 
And she goes on with sorrel1 by the rattling wheels.
I watched it for a long time
and sadness was stabbing my heart.
 
I will go to the post-office instantly
to send a telegram right away.
On the way I think of the words.
Here’s what the content will be:
 
My thoughts follow you,
and my heart wants to fly out like a bird.
And you don’t even know, my one and only,
just how much I miss you.
 
I kiss you a thousand times.
Love is as big as the globe.
I send you my warmest greetings.
I miss you — I love you — stop
 
But I don’t have enough money
and there are thirty-six words.
I have to quickly cross out
part of the words and kisses.
 
I cross out reluctantly — ‘cause I have to —
the nine hundred and ninety kisses.
I compose a short telegram
that looks like this:
 
I kiss you ten times.
Love is as big as the globe.
I send you my warmest greetings.
I miss you — I love you — stop
 
I hurry to the post-office,
driven by love and May:
Please, miss, open the counter
and give me the form, but quick!
 
The telegram blooms like a lily,
and the number of words is too big.
Though my heart’s big enough for a million,
money is enough for just three:
 
Loving — missing — you
 

• 1. The train, not the guy. This unusual idea is based on the word play: in Polish 'ranny' can mean two different adjectives: ' (that of a) morning' or 'wounded'.

After the night

Well start, where the wind is already blowing,
Where is no flying any bird ,
only the past shouts.
You win your gold anyway, this is for you,
It's for you too!
 
The road takes you, it wears out the sorrow,
Dead well, the ugly is beautified.
You gain your light anyway, this is for you,
It's for you too!
 
Ask, just ask, an apple to the branch,
Step, just stap, your petals already sees.
Our sun rises after the night anyway!
 
In my dream you opened up, I've seen
Steal more rain, let you grow boldly,
Our sun rises after the night anyway!
 
You wake up, cause it rumbles, it chimes, it lives,
Every drops, drip, rill,
All branches, dust, foliage,
Any eye, mouth, hill,
What are buzzing around.
 
Breeze excites, it rocks to a meadow,
Lots of blades of grass kisses you,
Now stem you have taken root,
Because it's for you too!
 
You're budding because you sprouted,
Did you dance with gossamer?
You feel life sees treasure in you too.
 

On the wings of ashes

A faithless world
Is destroying itself
You believe yourself to be alive
But while imprisoned
During the winter of your pain
On it's melting ice
The light of your essence
Is resting, allowed to live
 
On wings of ashes it's revived
The endless
The eons of time
Brings the flame
 
Tortured by agony
It's burning your feet
The soul is spinning
A dark web
You sense hope
At the end of your journey
Row to the shore
Fly with the wind
 

Imn - Din furtunoasele secole ale poporului maghiar

Doamne, binecuvântează-l pe maghiar
Cu bunăvoie, cu belşug,
Întinde asupra-i braţ păzitor,
Dacă se luptă cu cei potrivnici lui

He drives us crazy

Midfielder is on hand when he signal gives.
His belt makes me angry because he has his mall in it.
 
He received the fast Batmobile from fate.
He smiles like a fool, which drives me crazy.
 
He drives us crazy, he drives us crazy.
Fate gave him whatever he wanted.
 
Even if it had hundreds of gadgets, I predict his imminent end.
He makes fools of everyone because he is outspoken.
But I will destroy this rat and he will fear me,
because his mocking scowl only drives everyone crazy.
 
He drives us crazy, he drives us crazy.
That great detective.
He drives us crazy.
He will get one’s comeuppance soon.
He only drives everyone crazy,
he drives us crazy.
 
He can carry any weight, and who gave him strength?
From where he have the strength of hard rocks?
Why is he always winning?
 
He drives us crazy.
He drives us crazy. He drives us crazy.
 

Am terminat cu tine

Ca un naufragiat, plutesc într-o mare de suflete.
În spatele unei măști, îmi ascund lacrimile de lume.
Acuzație blestemată, am păcătuit cu tine de 100 de ori.
Dar de acum înainte, trecutul nu-mi pasă,
La revedere, dragule!
Uită-mă repede acum!
Chiar dacă mi se rupe inima,
Nu mă sună niciodată, spune-mi de ce îl tot aștept.
Dar o să-l las să plece azi și nu o să-l mai caut.
Cu tine m-am ars rău de tot, iubitule!
 
Refren:
Am terminat cu tine de mult, apoi dacă trebuie
mă voi minți.
Asta vreau să știi, doar râd de tine.
Dorința nu mă poate răni niciodată.
Melodia ta, mirosul parfumului tău,
de ce simt că-l știu, demult nu mai avem viitor împreună?!
Castelul de cărți este acoperit, altul mă așteaptă.
Valiza ta este la ușă.. (Oohoho.)
 
Promisiuni goale, a fost atât de scurt acum și pentru totdeauna,
El doar a jucat, teatru de comedie dacă a trebuit.
Dacă mă privea în ochi, îmi cânta la pianul sufletului meu,
dar de astăzi, trecutul nu-mi pasă ,
La revedere, dragule!
Să fugi de mine!
Chiar dacă mi se rupe inima,
Nu mă suna niciodată, spune-mi de ce îl tot aștept?!
Azi o să-l las să plece și nu o să-l mai caut.
Cu tine m-am ars rău de tot, iubitule!
 
Refren:
Am terminat cu tine de mult, apoi dacă trebuie mă voi minți.
Asta vreau să știi, doar râd de tine.
Dorința nu mă poate răni niciodată.
Melodia ta, mirosul parfumului tău,
de ce simt că-l știu, demult nu mai avem viitor împreună ?!
Castelul de cărți este acoperit, altul mă așteaptă.
Valiza ta este la ușă.. (Oohoho.)
 

Îmi simt pierderea

Îmi simt pierderea, nu am milă, locul meu este unde e dragoste
Viața este dulce cu tine și observ, o dorință în cei doi ochi ai tăi
 
BÉCI:
Această micuță fetiță pe mine m-ar mânca
Dacă m-ar putea avea într-un fel
Ar putea să mă întrebe oricând
Dacă ar pleca, aș implora , nu te rog
Nu pleca nicăieri pentru că eu sunt aici
Tu ești cea pe care o vreau
Cu Young-G, totul va fi mai frumos
Tot ce am nevoie ești tu ...
 
Sângele fierbe în mine, nici nu trebuie să te ating, astăzi îmi pierd mințile
Nu poate exista nicio lesă pe suflet, corpul meu nu este legat de nimeni
Din cauza ta, sângele fierbe în mine și din instinct sunt terminată, lângă mine este locul tău
 
Un înger va sta pe cer dacă îi cer (atunci) frumos îi șoptesc, numele tău.
 
Îmi simt pierderea, nu am milă, locul meu este unde e dragoste
Viața mea este dulce cu tine și observ, o dorință în cei doi ochi ai tăi
 
În inimă aseară, mi-am tatuat frumos cu un cuțit numele tău, pe care nu-l voi pierde niciodată de acolo
Simt că mă joc cu focul, spre tine se scurge sângele meu și trebuie să ard cu tine
 
BÉCI:
Această micuță fetiță pe mine m-ar mânca
Dacă m-ar putea avea într-un fel
Ar putea să mă întrebe oricând
Dacă ar pleca, aș implora , nu te rog
Nu pleca nicăieri pentru că eu sunt aici
Tu ești cea pe care o vreau
Cu Young-G, totul va fi mai frumos
Tot ce am nevoie ești tu ...
 
Sângele fierbe în mine
și din instinct sunt terminată, lângă mine este locul tău
Un înger va sta pe cer dacă îi cer (atunci) frumos îi șoptesc, numele tău.
 
Îmi simt pierderea, nu am milă, locul meu este unde e dragoste
Viața mea este dulce cu tine și observ, o dorință în cei doi ochi ai tăi
 
În inimă aseară, mi-am tatuat frumos cu un cuțit numele tău, pe care nu-l voi pierde niciodată de acolo
Simt că mă joc cu focul, spre tine se scurge sângele meu și trebuie să ard cu tine
 
Îmi simt pierderea, nu am milă, locul meu este unde e dragoste
Viața mea este dulce cu tine și observ, o dorință, o dorință în cei doi ochi ai tăi
 
Îmi simt pierderea, nu am milă, locul meu este unde e dragoste
Viața mea este dulce cu tine și observ, o dorință, o dorință în cei doi ochi ai tăi.
 

Warsaw's children

No disaster will break free people.
No hardship will scare the bold people.
We will go together to victory,
when the people stand shoulder to shoulder.
 
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
For each of your stones, Capital City, we will give blood!
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
When Your command is given, the enemies will get angry!
 
Powiśle, Wola i Mokotów,
every street, every house.
When the first shot is fired, be ready,
like golden thunderbolt in God's hand.
 
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
For each of your stones, Capital City, we will give blood!
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
When Your command is given, the enemies will get angry!
 
From a saw, chisel, hammer, trowel.
The capital, praise of your's sons
for that the faithful stand with you
to guard your iron laws.
 
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
For each of your stones, Capital City, we will give blood!
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
When Your command is given, the enemies will get angry!
 
Glory for fallen, freedom for living people.
Let proud singing flow to heaven.
We believe that Righteous God
will pay us for the blood shed.
 
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
For each of your stones, Capital City, we will give blood!
Warsaw's children, we will go into battle,
When Your command is given, the enemies will get angry!
 

The wing

Power, Begottes in my archaic depths,
Great dreamer of worlds,
Lead me when the horrid dusk is upon us
you, Who chuckles with the stars
 
To golden fields
To silver skies
To golden fields
To silver skies
 

Deer Spirit

Awaken my spirit from your bed of bones
Free yourself my limited soul
On the way to Luna, on the trail of the Ancients
Ascend towards the kingdom of the Sun God
 
Wise elder of heaven and earth
Awaken my deer spirit again
Let's ride like a long time ago
Free in the heavenly fields
 

You are prettier than on the photos.

I hope you are happier without me
and I mean it, it's not just I sing about it.
Whoever has not died for love cannot live.
I didn't want to die so quickly.
I'm not singing it to make you come back to me,
or to make that they will feel sorry for me,
but I have to throw it out.
Because Fendi, Gucci or Louis V did not help me.
I know you are watching me on a different account.
How do I know? I also watch.
Everyone around tells me that I'm 21 years old
and I have time to get to know another girl.
But I don't want to trust anyone anymore.
No, if that's what it looks like.
 
You taught me to drive.
Others are asking me to slow down.
So I drive alone more and more often and faster
and I try not to crash.
It's my fault, I love too much and my love is toxic
I've never been able to admit.
 
You are prettier than on the photos,
although on them you were already beautiful.
You tell me how much 'forever' mean.
You are prettier than on the photos,
although on them you were already beautiful.
You tell me how much 'forever' mean.
You are prettier than on the photos,
although on them you were already beautiful.
Forever.
Forever.
Forever.
 
I feel uncomfortable around people.
But you can cure it.
When they wanted to kill me, you had ridden with me.
And you had two pistols in your purse.
You'll never stab me in the back with a knife.
You are my G, you are OG.
If we're fucking riding, then we're riding.
I never want to be alone again.
I will love you until my death.
For others, I am the greatest,
but I'll be small for you today,
or I'll be big.
I will take you where there won't more storm.
Although I love it when it rains on us.
I will fuck motherfucker up, if he hurts you,
because I love you.
 
You are my little 'Bibi'.
It's your birthday every day.
Every day I will sing 'Happy Birthday'.
I don't see the point without you.
Stop talk nonsense now and get in.
I don't want to sit in Range Rover without you.
 
You are prettier than on the photos,
although on them you were already beautiful.
You tell me how much 'forever' mean.
You are prettier than on the photos,
although on them you were already beautiful.
You tell me how much 'forever' mean.
You are prettier than on the photos,
although on them you were already beautiful.
Forever.
Forever.
Forever.