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Of him

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I string our meetings, our days, like on a thread - it's too long
I try to forget, but attempts prick me with a needle
I put all dreams aside to their places -
Stronger nerves, but less faith day after day, let everything burn with fire!
Only thoughts are all about him and about him, about him and about him ...
 
After him I will rise to the sky,
After him I'll fall into the abyss,
I'm going after him - I'm sorry, my pride,
I'm going just after him, just to him
 
I understand that just for pretense I smile at my friends - it's not so easy
I would like to put a full stop, but again comes a comma - it's serious
I break into pieces from longing,
To pieces - everything is useless. day after day, let everything burn with fire!
But still thoughts are all about him, and about him, about him and about him ..
 

Dancing

The day is drawing to a close.
It is giving its hopes to the night.
Workers
Are tired of working.
There are lights,
Lamps are shining brightly.
Hey all, come to the club tonight,
 
There will be dancing.
There, there will be dancing.
Da-da-dancing.
Dancing.
 
We are recalling the whole week.
There are a lot of chitchats and thoughts.
We are waiting for the nice Sunday to come.
The dance is hall inviting us.
 
There were our beloved dances in the club.
Da-da-dancing.
Cheerful, nice, vigorous dancing,
La-la, dancing, dancing
 
Tu-tu-tu-da-da-dancing, you can dance
Tu-tu-tu-da-da-dancing, all together!
Tu-tu-tu-da-da-dancing, we dance!
Dancing, dancing, dancing,
Da-da-dancing, dancing, la-la-la,
Da-da-dancing, dancing, la-la
Da-da-dancing, dancing, la-la-la,
Da-da-dancing, dancing, dancing,
Dancing, dancing, come on, dance, dance!
Girls, come to the club!
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing...
 

Love

A quiet night
The bright moon in the sky
I look at it
Very closely
Thinking of you
I miss you
 
You are the one that touched my thoughts with love
You’re the only one
I have chosen on my own
I see my happiness with you
But I won’t give you my love
 
With your love
My live has become adorned
I want to smile with you
Eternally, my dear
My soul is intertwined
With your destiny
Trust me, my dear
Together we will be happy
 
We randomly met each other
You told me such beautiful words
They made me turn my head
You made me have faith in you
 
You gave my heart love
The world became brighter
When I laid my eyes upon you
My little heart is fluttering
 
With your love
My live has become adorned
I want to smile with you
Eternally, my dear
My soul is intertwined
With your destiny
Trust me, my dear
Together we will be happy
 
With your love
My live has become adorned
I want to smile with you
Eternally, my dear
My soul is intertwined
With your destiny
Trust me, my dear
Together we will be happy
 

It's a Fact

Just let my hand go.
After all that we've been through, you still 1 don't understand
 
My pulse is racing. 2 I so love
everything you do and how.
except at the parking lots, and hotels,
then you hide for a week, like a jerk.
 
I was never afraid of the dark,
it and I got pretty close long ago.
But you're fifty shades of darkness.
You're not my type.
 
Just let my hand go.
Don't hold me like I'm yours.
Don't try to touch my soul.
And don't pant like that around me.
After all we've been through, you still don't understand
We're different. That's a fact. Fact.
 
Just let my hand go.
Don't hold me like I'm yours.
Don't try to touch my soul.
And don't pant like that around me.
After all we've been through, you still don't understand
We're different. That's a fact. Fact.
 
Stop! Think of the right word to say
or I won't be coming back, and you can play by yourself.
Stop! Who'll be a bigger fool than me?
With me, that won't keep happening.
 
I was never afraid of the dark,
it and I got pretty close long ago.
But you're fifty shades of darkness.
You're not my type.
 
Just let my hand go.
Don't hold me like I'm yours.
Don't try to touch my soul.
And don't pant like that around me.
After all we've been through, you still don't understand
We're different. That's a fact. Fact.
 
{Repeats}
 

• 1. lit: 'You're like that and'
• 2. lit: 'The pulse is 139'

If only...

Versions: #2
Icy
Wind disturbs my soul
What happened to me?
The whole month without sleeping
Cold
Both inside and out
Late is the spring
 
Make a wish
The ruler of the destinies
Has as many days
As much as you can withstand
Lets make a bet, that
Through the years you will want
To divide them in half?
 
[Chorus]
If I could be even one drop stronger
My eyes betray the fear
If only among the indifference not to forget
How to believe in wonders
 
Even stronger
The old wounds are hurting
Pain and hopelessness in my soul
Crushing down
All hopes and plans
I've lost control
 
Make a wish
The ruler of the destinies
Has as many woes
As much as you can tolerate
Only those-
Who suffer enough
Can find happiness
 
[Chorus]
 
How to believe in wonders...
How to believe in wonders...
 

Loneliness

From all you wish to save
From needless and unpleasant fellow travelers,
And from the billowy wing of loneliness
that promts a little thunderbolt in your forehead.
 
We were not given instructions for life,
But name, surname, patronymic.
Do not cry nor fear, be nearby and
I’ll drive away your loneliness.
Do not cry nor fear, be nearby and
I’ll drive away your loneliness.
 
You tread along a path without footsteps.
You wish to hug me all the time.
When the world and your dreams are teared down,
The waters fall without gnawing the stone.
 
Should I know where to fall or to recover
from fate, from evil prophecy.
Do not cry nor fear, be nearby and
I’ll drive away your loneliness.
Do not cry nor fear, be nearby and
I’ll drive away your loneliness.
 
We were not given instructions for life,
But name, surname, patronymic.
Do not cry nor fear, be nearby and
I’ll drive away your loneliness.
Do not cry nor fear, be nearby and
your loneliness will vanish.
 

What´s The World Coming To?

What´s the world coming to?
If teeth should only be white
And murders are also in children´s books
What´s the world coming to?
 
Wisdom doesn´t rise with age
We´re always dependent on somebody
We´re falling asleep only thanks to pills
What to do with a soul of a man?
 
Freedom is crying
Because we´re under the rule of the world and its technologies
They´re battling with us, they want our time
There are securities in parks, moral problems
And more hurry than fresh oxygen
We´re like empty shells, like empty shells
 
There´s signal upon our heads
People are serving some strange gods
Women are becoming men
And they´re conquering fortresses
 
We´re arguing about stupid things
We´re hurting ourselves deeply
Somebody took our thoughts
And wants to rule the world
 
Freedom is crying
Because we´re under the rule of the world and its technologies
They´re battling with us, they want our time
There are securities in parks, moral problems
And more hurry than fresh oxygen
We´re like empty shells, like empty shells
 

Sleep

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
No
 
Will never
Will never
Will never
Will never
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Anymore
 

Clipa iubirii

Când lumina primăverii va inunda toată lumea cu razele sale
Mă voi opri din respirat de fericire încă o dată.
Iubirea ta este un leac vindecător,
Pentru că nu se pune sare pe rană.
 
[Refren]
Sufletul îmi mai zboară o dată către tine,
Acest zbor incredibil fiind așa de dulce.
Nu contează că această clipă a vieții mele este scurtă,
Vreau s-o mai trăiesc o dată, iubitule.
 
Pentru că acolo, în ceruri, totul este hotărât de mult,
Nu contează că aceasta este atât de ciudat și neclar.
Lacrimile de pe obrajii mei și o ploaie caldă care îmi bate la geam -
Iubirea a venit la mine din senin.
 
[Refren]
 
Telefonul este stins și suntem doar noi doi,
Lumina lunii strălucind afară.
Geamătul acru este dulce și chemarea iubirii este amară
Ca visul pe care îl avem amândoi tot timpul.
 
[Refren]
 
Când lumina primăverii va inunda toată lumea cu razele sale
Mă voi opri din respirat de fericire încă o dată...
 
© Vladímir Sosnín

Mommy

Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy, when will the prince come for me?
 
The time is flying and questions are rising
Mommy, I know the love, is it a sin if I´m giving it?
The smile can be seen through the tears
Along with the advice: Just wait a bit.
 
Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy, when will the prince come for me?
 
He came once and he took everything I had
I´m burned and that´s not right
He had to go somewhere but he didn´t know the way back
If I hadn´t had her I would´ve ended my life.
 
Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy, when will the prince come for me?
 
The death took my mother and now I´m without her
I´m living with my man, but he´s not the prince, I know that
Disappointments will come and who will defend himself
I hope the one that´s asking me has outlooks
 
Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy
 

Hey Come In!

I went out into the street -
I saw a caterpillar.
This thing crawling about, -
What a magical sort it is.
 
I held it a little while in my hand
Then threw it on the grass.
And it eats the grass, a charming goat,
I said to him: 'Chip-chip'
 
Hey! Come in!
Hey! Come in!
 
Eat the grass and Come in!
It's her treasure - let it be.
But beware of the enemies
Say right away: 'Tsya tsya'.
 
Hey! Come in!
Hey! Come in!
 

Kim Bilet - Ким Билет (Who Knows)

Where is the great humanity,
Why have we fallen for light, who knows?
Igniting it, don't make it happen now
You did favours to others, who knows?
Resonate again and again,
Embrace the melody as you love the light, always smile.
More, more and more
Yearn for the people and the world, heal yourself with love
 
Have your tail up, march towards your festival everyday,
Don't collapse, try and grab the stroke of luck,
By interfusing grace in your kismet,
Add value to your life.
 
Our sleeping thoughts like solid gold,
Is our path still long, who knows?
By dashing forward like an arrow
When would I arrive as I rush, who knows?
Resonate again and again,
Embrace the melody as you love the light, always smile.
More, more and more
Yearn for the people and the world, heal yourself with love
 
Have your tail up, march towards your festival everyday,
Don't collapse, try and grab the stroke of luck,
By interfusing grace in your kismet,
Add value to your life.
 
Don’t push yourself too hard in rainy days
When the heart collapses
Cheer up so that
The sun shines on your burning feelings
 
Have your tail up, march towards your festival everyday,
Don't collapse, try and grab the stroke of luck,
By interfusing grace in your kismet,
Add value to your life.
 

Thousands of roads

Maybe life resembles a fairy tale, maybe a nightmare
You'll find out when you take off your mask and understand who you are
Perhaps you're a hero from the stories
Perhaps a stranger without a face
Somewhere during childhood we choose roles and we play [them] till the end
 
[Chorus]:
There are thousands of roads in life
There will be joy and sorrow
Whoever could turn into steel will be happy
There will be a rainbow in the sky after heavy rain
Everyone in this world will be happy, if I'm happy
 
In the depths of foreign territories
You pray for your destiny
You will get to know yourself from other people's tales and stories
You're like a migratory bird looking for a place without an end
Maybe the destiny happens to be that there is no face under the mask.
 
[Chorus] x 3
 

There Was A Fine Icon Painted

There was a fine icon painted – and in the rain forgotten
Virgin Maria’s eyes fainted, got washed away by water
Paints drizzled down as tears – it was the sky that blubbered
Men took refuge under ceilings – they didn’t know about that
Only the skies were sullen, turning the air bluer
Broke out a tempest, sudden…
Sheep jostled, as if gluey
Lightnings struck in the windows, strong winds blew off the roofings
Dogs at the doors sat whingeing, in barns mice raged as like true fiends
Children held mothers’ dresses, grandfathers started crossing
Kneeling at their places, prayed to their icons’ glosses…
 
Sunny then came the morning, wet dogs were tiredly woofing
People came out, yawning, started to mend the roofings
And quite aside, near the doorsill were lying the shreds of canvas
People’d forgotten God’s will, they all were shrugging manwise…
 

Timeless

The past is a trap,
The past is a trap,
which we set for ourselves,
when we lived in it
 
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
 
The present is a gift,
The present is a gift,
you don't have to accept it,
but it's hard to say no to it.
You don't have to accept it
The present is a gift,
it's better to unwrap it,
and let yourself be surprised,
the present is a gift.
 
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
 
The present is a gift,
the present is a gift,
the present is a gift,
it's better to unwrap it,
and let yourself be surprised,
it's better to unwrap it.
 
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
 

Hour-Hand Of Old Clock Is Approaching Midnight...

Hour-hand of old clock is approaching midnight.
As a light wave, candles have been roused within sight.
As a dark wave, my thoughts have been roused too frequent.
Happy New Year, my heart! I love you in secret,
These obscure evenings, and the lifeless mute streets,
I love you in secret, sullen shadow soulmate
Of the vicious boyhood, of the life that's faded.
 
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Cântecele băieților răi

Barba preotului este mucegăită
Pereții bisericii sunt acoperiţi de muşchi
Fusta lui Darling este acoperită cu vărsături
Vomită singură lângă copac
 
Refren:
Cântecele băieților răi
Sunt scurte ca săriturile unui şoarece
Preotul se îndepărtează tăcut la altar
Cocoșul cântă și un ou se rostogolește după el
 
Şoarecele ar vrea să facă pipi
La urechea unui armăsar gigant
Băiatul visează
Trecând sub fusta fetei
 
Refren
 
Căciunul este orăcăit, Epifania se văicăreşte
Scrâșnind sub o piatră, mugind sub un depozit
Preotul se îndepărtează tăcut la altar
Cocoșul cântă și un ou se rostogolește după el
 
Refren