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Showa

Abyss of Miluo(1) river thunders with its waves
Clouds above the Gorge of Wu(2) hastly gather flying
In the troubleous world to spend our youth we have
Righteous wrath burns inside, blood boils in veins
 
Tycoons of great power in luxury may live,
Fate of country does not bother them, as if it were another reality
Plutocracy and wealth are what gives them their pride
Grain and Soil(3) they treat however with no soul or heart
 
Alas! ones are prospering, but country is diclining
Blinded they are dancing above human fates
The rise and fall for people - for them no more than dream
Human life for them is nothing more than a round of 'Go'
 
Of the Syouwa restoration under sky of spring
For the greater good the heroes are gathered together
With dead set of intentions, that is worth ten million soldiers
From ten thousand branches cherry blossoms fall
 
Stepping over decaying corpse
Like a cloud, light is my heart
In the time, when those concerned of a country will rise
All is in vain, if there will be no song for a hero
 
Be that wrath of The Heavens, or voices of The Earth(3)
Everywhere is heard this strange echoing sound
From the nationwide eternal dream
Arise, the new dawn of Japan!
 
Behold, how Nine Heavens are ready o fall
And thundering are waves of Four Oceans
They herald that times of change are here
Above Japan is raging vespertine tempest
 
Alas! derailed are both heaven and the earth
People are walking the path of recreancy
Among society steeped in pride and conceit
Who would be the one to stand tall as a High Castle(3)!
 
Heroic deeds are but traces of the dreams,
Only thing, that never fades - it's simple sincerety
Feeling by own human life and with own heart
Success it is or failure, noone would judge
 
Silence now, cacophony of plaintive melodies(5)!
The day for lamenting over evil times is now over!
Our swords are drawn and moment to strike is now,
Let them fall to spill the blood of purification!
 


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2024.11.23.

Putin's War Drags On





Putin's war drags on and on
Since his forces invaded Ukraine.
For two years now, Russian soldiers
Have followed his orders. Imagine the pain!
 

Actually, the Russian attack
Dates way back to twenty-fourteen
When Putin stole Ukrainian land.
The current invasion's a bloodier scene.
 

Life goes on for the rest of the world.
We work we play we party we feast.
Ukrainians are suffering,
But some people don't care in the least.
 

Extremist Republicans who kiss
The ring of king Trump, do not care
If Ukraine falls, or if the country
Is torn to shreds by the eastern bear.
 

If Putin is victorious, then
Other countries may fall as well.
People will suffer, and what's more,
The Russian brute will be hard to repel.
 

Pressure on Putin and aid to Ukraine
Are two ways to put an end to the war.
The dictator already has
A great deal to answer for.
 
2024.11.23.

Tiny Trunk Tyrant





You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
 

You had appeared from a secret spy lair
As a sidekick of a drunkard leader
You brown nosed sneaky way to the top chair
Waged dirty wars with proud highland people
 

You played the system screwing it over
Your friend Winnie the Pooh bear kept your throne warm
You killed or jailed all worthy opponents
Then you began this gore Ukrainian war
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
 

Your missiles are your penis extensions
Look at these mighty and sexy shapes
Tanks, cannons and jets are your viagra pills
Without them it's small and down in shames
 

You are high on your doom nuclear weapons
You're drunk on sweet blood of your victims
Still, it won't help with your limp tiny thing
And you are hated just like Adolph Hitler
 

You will be judged by your own saddest people
You've sent great country back to the dark ages
Burn in hot Hell you bloodthirsty dictator
This is what on your grave will be written:
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
 

Tiny Tyrant...
Tiny Tyrant...
Tyrant...
 
2024.11.23.

Dicen





[Verso 1]
Dicen que
Dicen que la vida es corta, hay que vivirla ya
Dicen que hay que aprovechar el tiempo
Pero a mí no me va tanto la velocidad
Dicen que
Dicen que este mundo no es de sueños y que hay que trabajar
Dicen que no hay tiempo ni descuentos
Suerte que yo nunca he sido mucho de escuchar
 

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda еntrometerse еn mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
 

[Verso 2]
Quiero que
Quiero que el rencor pierda memoria y no haya nada que envidiar
Quiero que entendamos que la guerra
Nunca, nunca podrá ser en nombre del amor
 

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda entrometerse en mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
 
2024.11.22.

Polka 'Twenty-Third' (dance)





The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2