A keresés eredménye oldal 4

Coming Hey You

You smell so earthy,
that's why I can be carefree to tell you one of my stories.
After I wash off my body with the rain,
I will apply a warm flame on my loosened body.
Well, it doesn't matter, doesn't it?
The scenery with only rocks has a little hot taste.
Does it matter if we look for our hometown
from day after tomorrow?
 
If you are living, don't be sulky.
If you are alive, don't be twisted.
I will run straight ahead and yell at you.
Coming Hey you Coming Hey you
 
Stop being a dullard and would you like to have a try?
It's not consoling, it's just a little painful.
You will lick sweat on my lips.
Let's burn the dreams with gasoline.
Well, not bad, is it?
It's only for now that cactus-squeezed hot taste liquor
stings your wound.
There won't be another wind blow for me.
 
If you are still living, don't be frustrated.
If you are still living, don't be twisted.
I will go straight ahead and call at you.
Coming Hey you Coming Hey you
 

Christina

Today was a cunt
I see you in the school, with that kid
I come near you, you hug him
And afterwards I give the faggot a punch
You take me inside the teacher's association
I make it all a brothel, freak of Athens
They expell me one day, they expell me one three
And you cannot yet get convinced that I love you, bitch
 
Christina, Christina, Christina how much I crave for you
Christina, Christina, Christina how can I say it to you
Christina, Christina, Christina, what are these things?
Christina, Christina, Ι am the kid of the common people finally
 
I call you on the phone, the mother-in-law picks it up
She curses me, she shouts 'what do you want cuckold'?
'Christina' I answer, she doesn't make a sound
I go nuts and drink tsikoudia
 
You fart at me and close me one more time
You don't make a call because you no longer exist
I see you in the street with another bloke
You hug her, isn't it so cuckold?
 
Christina, Christina, Christina how much I crave for you
Christina, Christina, Christina how can I say it to you
Christina, Christina, Christina, what are these things?
Christina, Christina, Ι am the kid of the common people finally
 
Obsession and panic you short-haired clubber
And Christina returns to my hug again
Mind your clothes so that you can keep half of them
And from time to time fuck with condoms
 
Christina, Christina, Christina how much I crave for you
Christina, Christina, Christina how can I say it to you
Christina, Christina, Christina, what are these things?
Christina, Christina, Ι am the kid of the common people finally
 
Is this it?
 
 

Repeating Gears

When will this happen, you don't grow up
wake up one morning, your late again
the same friends, the same games
until it's already dark outside, we remains children
 
it's not just a mistake that we returned one to the other
going, returning, going, returning
and what was this is what will be always be
going, returning, going, returning
 
When you are in pain, i am also
if you want to talk, i am here for you
even if the sea and years are between us we remained similar
going, returning, going, returning
 
if you didn't yet understand everything changes, just the two of us we remained similar
in all the pictures the same facial expressions, so so many years
 

In your own way

Versions: #1
It won't be easy growing older
Before you grow up too,
You who ask 'Why?' over and over,
While I pretend to know more than you.
It won't be easy
But how it is is how it must be
I'll put the toys away
And grow up anyway.
 
It won't be easy saying sorry
For a world that is as you see
I my small way I try to do something
But changing the world is bigger than me
It won't be easy
Saying happy birthday to you
When every birthday
You're a little farther away.
 
In your own way
You’ll go
in your own way,
You will walk and fall down, stand back up
Always in your own way.
It won't be easy to stand back and watch
As you head off down the road--
All of the stoplights,
All of the detours,
And the dead ends that you’ll avoid.
 
It won't be easy
As you slowly slide away
To find for you
Just who you will be.
In your own way
You’ll go
in your own way,
You will walk and fall down, stand back up
Always in your own way.
 
In your own way
You'll see
in your own way
You'll swing high, jump to the sky, change your life
Always in your own way.
It won't be easy
Leave you to the world
And keep just a little for me,
Then deep in the midst of your
Your tour of the world
 
Be unable to shelter you.
It won't be easy,
But in the end there's nothing easier,
While you twirl around
And laugh and laugh and laugh.
In your own way
You’ll go
in your own way,
You will walk and fall down, stand back up
Always in your own way.
In your own way
You'll see
in your own way
You'll swing high, jump to the sky, change your life
Always in your own way.
 

Dream

As for Yama saw a dream
A strange dream is frightening
As for Yama saw a dream
A strange dream is frightening
 
You saw me, he said, as a boat rider
Yamma's cattle in a wide sea
Ghait's uniform is a yield and a Hadi guide
The sea does not see it, rum
 
You saw me, he said, as a boat rider
Yamma's cattle in a wide sea
Ghait's uniform is a yield and a Hadi guide
The sea does not see it, rum
 
What did he say?
Al-Marakabi is my cousin
Held the rudder and a fanatic with a shawl
 
As for Yama saw a dream
A strange dream is frightening
As for Yama saw a dream
A strange dream is frightening
 
You saw me, he said, as a boat rider
Yamma's cattle in a wide sea
Ghait's uniform is a yield and a Hadi guide
The sea does not see it, rum
 
You saw me, he said, as a boat rider
Yamma's cattle in a wide sea
Ghait's uniform is a yield and a Hadi guide
The sea does not see it, rum
 
What did he say?
Al-Marakabi is my cousin
Held the rudder and a fanatic with a shawl
 
Pure red scarf
Its color is tomato
Jet pigeon egg. An egg
Like a cotton ram over his head and landed
 
Pure red scarf
Its color is tomato
Jet pigeon egg. An egg
Like a cotton ram over his head and landed
 
Oh dub of land
Except the wind is coming
Say like a frenzied ghoul is blowing
The volatility of the compound and the protection of myself
Between the waves screaming
 
My cousin my cousin
My cousin
He said while walking on the waves
laughing
 
Went far away
Above his head is a dove
also standing up
 

Moped-moustache

I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I don't wear a watch,
got nowhere I have to be.
I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I roll up some small ones
and am packed up now.
 
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
 
Wind ruffling my clothes,
birds singing in the distance.
Holding a steady fifty-five,
that's more than enough and plenty.
I have no curfew,
the last tram goes by.
The Tempo whooshes freely,
I sing this melody.
 
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarar
 
I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I don't wear a watch,
got nowhere I have to be.
I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I roll up some small ones
and am packed up now.
 
ararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
bara--
 

They told me

They told me... his heart is unoccupied and he doesn't want you
They told me... he forgets your trysts
They told me, forget his name and don't ask about him at any day
For him, why do you deprive your eyes from sleep's pleasures
 
They told me, your effort and endeavours are lost
They told me, you won't reach your aim
They told me, he doesn't love you or mention you in any sitting
For him, why do you deprive your eyes from sleep's pleasures
 
They told me.. he broke the glass in you hand
They told me... he doesn't sing your lute's song
They said you lost him and he doesn't carry any remorse towards you
For him why do you deprive your eyes from sleep's pleasures
 
They told me... your tweets don't shake him
They told me...your songs won't bring him
They said what's gone is gone don't live for his memory
For him why do you deprive your eyes from sleep's pleasures