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Enough
So my name is Nikola
And after this and that I think
I'm in a position to say it
No more coal, not Saturday again
No, I don't like walking around drunk
No more binging, no more bottle
No, I said it's enough enough enough
No more coal, not Saturday again
No, I don't like walking around drunk
No more binging, no more bottle
No, I said it's enough enough enough
No more moneyless, ending up in stupidities
The pocket is on strike and I definitely don't like it
No more delivery and if you're a student you understand me
The society can go fuck itself
No more heat and no more pasta
No more classes which I've skipped for centuries
The exams fucked me and I miss you
But then again at least I'm not part of DAP
No more clarinets, I'm tired brother
No more biceps and no more v-necks, stop
No more platinum hair and short shirts
You're not confused, you're a bitch
No more political discussions
Im tired of fucking listening of who you're going to vote for
I suggest you die
And instead of putting your vote in the ballot box
Put it in a tombs it can rest
No more nothings and random girls
No more ouzo and no more Bloody Hawk
(Come on relax relax) No come on, he's the shit
No more coal, not Saturday again
No, I don't like walking around drunk
No more binging, no more bottle
No, I said it's enough enough enough
No more coal, not Saturday again
No, I don't like walking around drunk
No more binging, no more bottle
No, I said it's enough enough enough
No more sheep who know the rap from the awards
And don't have a clue about their jobs
No my friend, Im not yo
But I can make a child with your girlfriend
No more people who have an opinion on everything
Who always know everything and everything goes fine for them
I love my friends even if they don't know much
Actually they only know how much the wine costs
No more fucking vomiting
No more mornings where I don't remember anything
No more drinks and no more crashes
Trouf to you Im saying wanker
No more rotting, no more routine
Not another night doing the same thing
I know every hour and minute what I will do the next minute, bad
No more rappers who say so much about me
With big dreams and tongues delete
To whatever they have done because they're selling a front
But once I release a CD they will have it on repeat
No more coal, not Saturday again
No, I don't like walking around drunk
No more binging, no more bottle
No, I said it's enough enough enough
No more coal, not Saturday again
No, I don't like walking around drunk
No more binging, no more bottle
No, I said it's enough enough enough
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01.02.2025
Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
01.02.2025
On board of the Aspasia
You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
01.02.2025
Gramophonomaniac
In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
singable
01.02.2025
At the End of the Park
When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...