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The Bamba

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To dance the Bamba,
to dance the Bamba,
one needs a bit of grace.
A bit of grace for me, for you,
now come on, come on,
now come on, come on,
for you I'll be, for you I'll be, for you I'll be.
 
I'm not a sailor,
I'm not a sailor, I'm a captain.
I'm a captain, I'm a captain.
Bamba, bamba,
bamba, bamba,
bamba, bamba, bam...
 
To dance the Bamba,
to dance the Bamba,
one needs a bit of grace.
A bit of grace for me, for you,
now come on, come on.
 
Rrrraa-ha-haa...
 
To dance the Bamba,
to dance the Bamba,
one needs a bit of grace.
A bit of grace for me, for you,
now come on, come on,
now come on, come on,
for you I'll be, for you I'll be, for you I'll be.
 
Bamba, bamba,
bamba, bamba,
bamba, bamba...
 

My clammy hands

I have nothing to offer
I have no special services
Thick in the head and thick in the stomach
Rather fat and thin in the hair
I'm starting to have bad teeth
There's nothing about me that's right anymore
I have no friends either
I only have my clammy hands
 
That will touch you
That I will touch you with
They will touch you
They will drag you down
 
And if we look away from my appearance
Then I have no inner worth either
No qualities that matter
Never there when I'm needed
I have no money either
Nothing left that I can sell
I have no friends anymore either
They slipped away between my clammy hands
 
That will touch you
That I will touch you with
They will touch you
They will drag you down
 
The things I have to offer
Are insecurity and alcoholism
I'm always ready to go on a bender
And I'll always appreciate a decent fight
40 records and my destroyed talent
And an apartment that needs to be hosed down
No money, no friends
All I have are my clammy hands
 
That will touch you
That I will touch you with
They will touch you
They will drag you down
 

Donna

Oh, Dana Oh, Dana,
Oh, Dana Oh, Dana....
 
Am avut o prietenă,
Dana era numele ei
De când m-a părăsit
Nu sunt același,
Fiindcă o iubesc pe fata asta,
Dana, unde ești?
Unde ești?
 
Acum că ai plecat
Voi fi singur,
Complet singur
Pentru a cutreiera și rătăci prin văi,
Fiindcă o iubesc pe fata asta,
Donna, unde poți fi? - Unde ești?
 
Ei bine, draga mea, acum că ai plecat,
Nu știu ce voi face,
Toată dragostea mea este doar a ta ...
 
Am avut o prietenă,
Dana era numele ei
De când m-a părăsit
Nu sunt același,
Fiindcă o iubesc pe fata asta,
Dana, unde ești?
Unde ești?
 
Oh, Dana Oh, Dana...
Oh, Dana Oh, Dana ...
Oh, Dana Oh, Dana.
 
Dana Kósa

Melody of Love

Love's melody
divine music,
Love's melody
who gently touch the soul
 
For every street
it seems to take our hand
and it says 'I love you',
It repeats 'I love you'.
 
Love's melody,
Eternal music,
Who caress my heart
and doesn't let it go.
 
And everyday
everyhour it sings in me,
Love's memory
that I've to give to you
 
Murmur and fly,
Fly my song,
My, with your sweetest,
Sweetest melody
 
Love's melody
Love's melody
 
For every street
it seems to take our hand
and it says 'I love you',
It repeats 'I love you'.
 
Love's melody,
Eternal music,
Who caress my heart
and doesn't let it go.
 
And everyday
everyhour it sings in me,
Love's memory
that I've to give to you
 

It's Eluding

It's eluding.
I don't know where to look for it:
Where it's cold among houses,
Where your youth is burning?
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
Don't look at it eluding.
 
I had a dream where on my way to home
Blue night threw a star at us.
The sky lit as if it were a bright day
I woke up and in the window I saw
Autumn surrendering.
 
It's eluding.
I don't know where to look for it:
Where it's cold among houses,
Where your youth is burning?
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
Don't look at it eluding.
 
I saw a day behind the another side of glass.
A blue fog was hiding in the corners.
It seems I should go there,
But I fell asleep and I will be with you
Until autumn surrenders.
 
It's eluding.
I don't know where to look for it:
Where it's cold among houses,
Where your youth is burning?
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
Don't look at it eluding.
 
Bright like a dream, dark like a day.
I don't know who, I don't remember where.
Bright like a dream, dark like a day.
I don't know who, I don't remember where. (x4)
 
Don't look at it!.. (x4)
 
...eluding.
 
Don't look at it!..
 
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It's Eluding

It's eluding.
I don't know where to look for it:
Where it's cold among houses,
Where your youth is burning?
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
Don't look at it eluding.
 
I had a dream where on my way to home
Blue night threw a star at us.
The sky lit as if it were a bright day
I woke up and in the window I saw
Autumn surrendering.
 
It's eluding.
I don't know where to look for it:
Where it's cold among houses,
Where your youth is burning?
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
Don't look at it eluding.
 
I saw a day behind the another side of glass.
A blue fog was hiding in the corners.
It seems I should go there,
But I fell asleep and I will be with you
Until autumn surrenders.
 
It's eluding.
I don't know where to look for it:
Where it's cold among houses,
Where your youth is burning?
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.
Don't look at it eluding.
 
Bright like a dream, dark like a day.
I don't know who, I don't remember where.
Bright like a dream, dark like a day.
I don't know who, I don't remember where. (x4)
 
Don't look at it!.. (x4)
 
...eluding.
 
Don't look at it!..
 
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To All My Enemies

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This one goes out to all the jealous ones
Ahija!! Play with fire and you'll get burned
 
The bitches keep barking
a sign I'm getting ahead
goes the saying
This is for those who talk
about hard working people
who don't mess around
 
Whoever didn't get a bodybag
Just ask for your size
With me you don't play
Why bother risking your life
I’m looking to kick some ass,
and have you in mind.
 
To talk behind my back
is to spray yourself
Say it to my face
Perhaps you fear the monkey
You know who I am
Come and see if you're lucky
 
Nobody gave me anything
and what I have, is all mine
from the sweat of my brow
I’ve achieved what I've wanted
and I only owe my life
to my dear parents.
 
Navojoa! oh how I Love you
Guasave my beloved land
Whenever I'm on tour
I miss you beyond measure
Soon I will stop by
To visit my family
 
The snakes keep hissing
I'll get you out the way.
To those who truly appreciate me
With me you have a friend
I sing this song
To all my enemies
 

Valentina

A passion dominates me
and it's the reason I've come,
Valentina, Valentina...
I want to tell you that:
 
They say that if I love you
that something evil will follow me,
I don't care if it's the devil
because I know how to die too.
 
If it's because I drink tequila
then tomorrow I'll drink sherry,
if it's because they see me drunk
then tomorrow they won't see me.
 
Valentina, Valentina,
I'm head over heels for you,
if I have to die tomorrow
let them kill me already.
 

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The Backstreet Is My Home

Your main problem will always be sleep,
Your main face will always be an evil face.
I do not want to see you getting old,
You eating your last broth.
 
The backstreet is my home.
The backstreet is my home.
The backstreet is my the most unimportant,
The most unnecessary, the most alien.
The backstreet is my home,
And I'm coming back home.
 
Look, I'm wearing my new jeans,
But I hate them, I hate them.
My apartment is from IKEA catalog,
It'd better be burned down,
It'd better be burned down.
My friends are social wh*res,
Let them share this post.
 
The backstreet is my home.
The backstreet is my home.
The backstreet is my the most unimportant,
The most unnecessary, the most alien.
The backstreet is my home,
And I'm coming back home.
 
Your politicians piss on your faces,
But it does not disturb your cosiness.
Your drugs are so sh*tty,
That they even won't kill you.
Your new meanings,
New trends.
I don't want to know about anything.
 
The backstreet is my home.
The backstreet is my home.
The backstreet is my the most unimportant,
The most unnecessary, the most alien.
The backstreet is my home,
And I'm coming back home.
The backstreet is my home.
 
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Sit

I wake up on the floor and I realize where I am
I go through my pockets, but nothing is there
I look around the room from wall to toilet to door
And I get a little scared, I get so damn scared
 
That I will sit, sit, sit here until the cows come home
I will sit, sit, sit here and be sorry for my sins
 
Then a guard comes and I ask him what I've done
He smiles and he answers that he can't say
But he's nice all the same, he informs me
That I should count on staying here for at least two weeks
 
Yeah, you'll sit, sit, sit here until the cows come home
You'll sit, sit, sit here and be sorry for your sins
 
So I sit and wonder what the fuck I've done
Maybe it's just drunkenness or I had some drugs
But no one in the house seems all that interested in
Telling me that, so I lie down
 
And I'll lie, lie, lie here until the cows come home
I'll lie, lie, lie here and be sorry for my sins
Be sorry for my sins
Be sorry for my sins
 

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