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Albulena

Albulena (1), again I lie in ambush
Stop, oh Sultan

Sweet poison

There is something secret in you
that tastes like sweet poison
your mark on my soul and
in my heart, I felt it
 
I don't know what you left in me
it's so special, so perfect
I can go from pain to pleasure
never to return
 
Chorus: today I can enter
in the light of your heaven
I'm going to taste the poison
that is inside you
under your skin
I discovered the taste of desire
today, I'm going to look at you and feel
sweet poison, do what
you want with me
 
With every breath
I want to enter your dream
I can catch the moment and
feel like there is no end
 
Closing my eyes, I fall again
so close to your skin
red is my heart
red is also the fire
that burns me and
heals me at the same time
 

Song (for procrastinating)

I don't know, one dawn
I was just staring, staring out the window
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
I thought it'll better for me in the warm
I don't know, one dawn
I was just staring, staring out the window
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
I thought, no one will come to me anymore
I don't know, one dawn
I was just staring, staring out the window
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
I thought I'm going to end my life
I don't know, one dawn
I was just staring, staring out the window
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
I thought the time has come, I'll do it now
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
The next day they've announced my death
That I don't know, one dawn
An accident has occured on the 6th floor
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
A wind was blowing and a light snow was falling
 

It'll pass

I know, that you know, that it'll pass
It feels a bit bad now but it'll pass
And that which is always different will pass too
The very bad will pass also
And the very good will pass too
Once you feel horrible another time good
And that's how it should be
This suffering is so great
This whole thing is so uplifting
I feel so horrible
I feel so horribly good
 
It'll pass, it'll heal you
It'll pass, it'll heal you
It'll pass, it'll heal you
It'll pass, it'll heal you
 
I know, that you know, that it'll pass
It feels a bit bad now but it'll pass
And that which is always different will pass too
The very bad will pass also
And the very good will pass too
Once you feel horrible another time good
And that's how it should be
This suffering is so great
This whole thing is so uplifting
I feel so horrible
I feel so horribly good
 

Smoke of a cigarette

Smoke of a cigarette1
Is shooting up and fading,
The smoke is light blue,
And phantom, as pleasure
Or dream.
How far away all this left -
Love, spring and youth,
I roam lonely -
And the soul is full of longing.
 
The happiness inexorably
Passes by,
You'll never come back to me,
I know,
Like smoke of a cigarette,
Like the blue smoke,
Like nonreturnable dream,
Your image is fading in the mist.
 

• 1. 'папироса' - an obsolete type of а cigarette

The Lion’s Heart

From a jump to a flight is only one step,
You know, since birth everyone dreams about [being able to] fly.
From a jump to a flight is all life in the eyes
Flashes so fast,
Oh we don’t wanna die.
 
From a jump to a flight, collecting all of the bravery,
To jump and not know if you’ll end up there.
 
Harder [than this] is a[n inner] fight you have with yourself,
Fight with the self, fight with the self,
Fight with the self, fight with the self
For the right to be myself.
 
No matter how [fast] fighter’s heart beats
He’s alive.
No matter how [many times] you’ve been beaten by fate, don’t hide your face.
Keep holding on.
 
From a jump to a flight the moon is so close,
You know, this [thought] is so luring to now how to fly.
From a jump to a flight there’s only one chance,
And each of us dreams about keeping on flying and [never] fall.
 
From a jump to a flight, all strength can’t be gathered,
And to solidly stand with our feet on the ground so we [can] get up.
 
Harder [than this] is a[n inner] fight you have with yourself,
Fight with the self, fight with the self,
Fight with the self, fight with the self
For the right to be myself.
 
No matter how [fast] fighter’s heart beats
He’s alive.
No matter how [many times] you’ve been beaten by fate, don’t hide your face.
Keep holding on.
 

The dentist

The colleague was a dentist, 'cause he finished long studies
Honorable and helpful, although he was growing up in quarrels
Their home wasn't rich, near the house there was a well
The atmosphere in the every day life in that house was dirty
 
He worked in an office of a European network
Channels, braces, caries, and veneers
He had a child with his wife, whom he knew from elementary school
She was also allright, and she wasn't afraid of hard work
 
He was a good chap and he loved animals
He used to deliver presents for them for Christmas
Such a good man, generally smiling
And even if you wanted very much, you couldn't say a bad thing about him
 
He didn't drink at all, once in a year he used to smoke a joint
That was bad luck that the dogs found the delinquent that day
Now he sits in jail, that he will remember well
The first verse is especially for the ex-president!
 
I do not smoke joints, but I am the first to legalize them
All that dirt will lower the scale then
Decorated marihuana, the kids are running behind the shit
Dear parliament, you finally decide about that
 
When I see this country with that dentist in jail
And I see so much evil walking in the streets
Nothing is reaching it, but it is playing with the law
It closes, so that it can rise the posts of plain sorrel
 
Polls and populism are the source of this law
Does anyone believe that Kwasniewski never smoked any grass
So he bought some old women who forgot absolutely
That they used to swallow legal amphetamines from pharmacies
in their youth
 
Every day they consume powder that are stronger than those from Bogota
Every day a milion złoty is left on the black market
What will surprise me today, who will be in trouble?
They will arrest two students, making a show for idiots
 
Finally I will stand all alone with blue sky in the background
I don't care for these leaves, I don't need that
But I know that they have to legalize that herbs here
the second verse is for ordinary bread eaters
 
I do not smoke joints, but I am the first to legalize them
All that dirt will lower the scale then
Decorated marihuana, the kids are running behind the shit
Dear parliament, you finally decide about that
 

Autumn is around, gentlemen

It seemed to us the summer will be endless,
It seemed to us that life is warm and blessed,
And the dewdrops were like diamonds, it seemed,
We laughed a lot, we fell in love, we dreamed.
 
Our wounds were washed away by summer rains,
Only scar marks on our souls still remain,
But autumn will come and the leaves will disappear,
Then why do I want so much, to come back, my dear.
 
Chorus:
Autumn is around, gentlemen, autumn is around,
Bright summer outfit with sadness will come down,
The wind blew wedge of weary cranes to the ground,
Autumn is around, gentlemen, autumn is around.
 
Only the cold winds from the north sighed a little,
Only autumn clouds in the sky cried a little
And my heart starts to ache with a slight sadness
Either I dreamed about this summer, or it happened.
 
Once it seemed to us, that life will go on and on,
But where does this bitter weariness come from?
Where does the sparkling frost come from on our hair?
And these grey-haired on the photo, are we there?
 
Chorus:
Autumn is around, gentlemen, autumn is around,
Bright summer outfit with sadness will come down,
The wind blew a wedge of tired cranes to the ground,
Autumn is around, gentlemen, autumn is around.
 

Two falcons have flown

Two falcons have flown straight from the sky
And they fell down in front of the Monastery of Saint Peter,
One carries the golden crown of Emperor Dushan,
The other carries the brute saber of the brave Milosh.
 
And the Master of Montenegro land was waiting,
Falcons gave him that gift from heavens.
I will unite the Serbian lands with the crown of Dushan,
I will defend the Serbian people with the saber of Milosh
 
When King Nikola uttered these words,
All the mountains pounded, it was heard from far away.
I will unite the Serbian lands with the crown of Dushan,
I will defend the Serbian people with the saber of Milosh