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The Ballad About The Black Death
Old Inn Under A Blue Star,
vicious like an addiction,
musty like piss.
It hosted many men and by drinking many could
forget that they have to live.
One day, from a long journey
a pilgrim came that had eyes
black and deep like the darkness of a well.
A cane was trembling in her skinny hand.
Daj deri dol daj dori del
Even if you hide, you won't escape her.
Daj deri dol daj dori del
'Have a soup, pious pilgrim,'
said good innkeeper and suddenly he became pale
'cause black eyes were eyeholes.
From cheeks, cadaveric poison was pouring out.
The rabble screamed out: 'Death within the city walls! Exile her! Exile! May she go away!'
A few burghers jerk the pilgrim
and a couple of footmen grab their swords.
Daj deri dol daj dori del
Even if you hide, you won't escape her.
Daj deri dol, she equally reaps
burghers, knights, peasants and clergy.
When she crawled off the pavement, she raised her thin arm
towards mountains and as she stood,
she cast a mute curse on the castle.
Every of the burghers was afraid to stop her.
Din dirin din, bells are chiming fearsomely.
At homes in the evening, people raised a cry.
When this lady strides through the borough,
twist in pain on the ground and splutter.
Daj deri dol daj dori del
Even if you hide, you won't escape her.
Daj deri dol, she equally reaps
burghers, knights, peasants and clergy.
On her right side, an angel is flying
and crying silently and on her left side there's a chort.
Grim, in a windblown robe,
she flows through the world and takes lives.
Put your dead men on carts.
Burn buffalo horns and fur.
Block your mouths with a cloth with vinegar.
Maybe the Black Death will save you.
Daj deri dol daj dori del
Even if you hide, you won't escape her.
Daj deri dol, she equally reaps
burghers, knights, peasants and clergy.
Daj deri dol daj dori del
Even if you hide, you won't escape her.
Daj deri dol, she equally reaps
burghers, knights, peasants and clergy.
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15.03.2025
Is everything really fine as is?…
[Stanza omitted in this performance]
The world is washed by the rain, dried by the sun…
In this world, everyone knows:
If you can hear - then you must listen!
If you have a voice - then you must sing!
I did not go looking for a forbidden treasure.
Life threw me a nickel - on that nickel I lived.
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
No abode, no yard… no cherry orchard…
Home and family to us - a tavern, everlasting
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
From the latest war, my rewards are prostheses.
They say we died for nothing in the crucible of war.
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere!
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
Even if we are docile, like an obedient herd,
And even if dogs cannot stomach our food.
We do not need anything! We need not go anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
Even though at times, we aren’t even glad to be living,
Even if the neighbor lives for a quarter a month.
She needs nothing, she needs not to go anywhere!
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
And it seems to me that beyond the grave’s veil,
Chuckling in the coffin, I will say: 'What a nut!
I don't need anything... need not go anywhere...
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
And when, finally, we’ll tire of humiliation,
Get tired of handouts, tired of fights -
Maybe then we will ask ourselves:
Is everything really fine as is? Is everything really fine as is?!
15.03.2025
The Mariner
The Mariner, The Mariner
Has gone around the Earth
From Portugal to Peru
From Brazil down to England
The Mariner, The Mariner
Went on an adventure
On the Atlantic Ocean
He lived like a corsair
Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!
The Mariner, The Mariner
Arrives from the ends of the world
With magnificent silks
For brunette girls and blonde ones
The Mariner, The Mariner
Had left without wealth
He returns on a three-mast ship
Filled with gold and jewels
Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!
The Mariner, The Mariner
Loves the strong wind in the sails
The scorching sun of Africa
And the Northern Lights as well
The Mariner, The Mariner
Is a child of Bohemia
He doesn't know how to say thank you
But knows too well how to say I love you
Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!
Ola Olé, The Mariner is back
Olé Ola, they say it's for love
15.03.2025
Don't look at me that way and kiss me no more
Don’t look at me that way tonight
As I sense your love in my heart
Don’t look at me as the music is playing
I’ll tell you the things I'm feeling
So close your eyes and leave
For your eyes are as green and dreamy
As once hers
I’m a man without the strength
To start all over again
I’m a dreamer
who’s dreamed
With only one woman
I’m a gambler with no luck
I’m scared
I’m begging you
Leave now
And don’t look at me that way
And kiss me no more
Don’t offer me your lips tonight
I’ll wish them to always kiss me
Don’t speak so nicely
I don’t trust the lips that lose
They lied to someone else
They will lie to me too
Like once hers once.
As they lied to someone else
They will lie to me too
Just like once hers
15.03.2025
How beautiful this world is
How beautiful it is
This world
There the stream,
Here the flower,
Over there the field,
Here, the garden,
Up there, the sun,
Down here, the shade!
Over there the Danube,
Full of gold,
There the grass,
Here the shrub,
The nightingale's song
Sways the hedge.
I listen to it
And my friend.