A keresés eredménye oldal 3

Fuentes de Ortiz

Tell me now if you want to be with me or if i better leave
Your kisses say you want me, but your words don't
And to be frank I would die for you, but you say no
You're not straightforward, for real, I'm getting tired, be specific please
And at night, when stars come out,
I think about you my love
What did you do to me? I can't get you out of my head
And I'm not trying to be a dick
If you tell me what I mean to you
I won't hesitate, I'll make you happy
You're special to me
Tell me why do you make me suffer
And I'll forget about you from Fuentes de Ortiz 1
 
I'm unsure when you say you love me, cause I don't believe you
I fall into your trap like a baby, love
Just tell me if you love me, please
I've suffered and I've been drinking a lot for your love
And at night, when stars come out,
I think about you my love.
 
And I'm not trying to be a dick
If you tell me what I mean to you
I won't hesitate, I'll make you happy
You're special to me
Tell me why do you make me suffer
And I'll forget about you from Fuentes de Ortiz 1
 

• Literally 'Ortiz fountains', Ed Maverick has declared that there's not a real place with that name.

Early Spring

Versions: #1
I don't take for granted
any of what I have,
not even the slightest shiver, not now.
 
There's more oxygen
in my perimeter.
It's a symptom
plain as day.
 
I confess you're the main cause
now inside me
of everything good in there.
 
Ah, ah, ah... I know it,
you're early spring.
Ah, ah, ah... the proof that
shows the effect you have on me
because
 
Our self-portrait
now... can't be without you.
It's a reciprocal
chant.
 
Because of this, air changes in my lungs.
Out of the rest, you are... you are,
you're everything good there is.
 
Ah, ah, ah... I know it,
this early spring.
Ah, ah, ah... the example that
shows how much effect you have on me.
 
Flowers born out of the bramble,
out here, they heal my mistakes.
Ah, ah.
Ah, ah.
 
Undoubtedly you're the maker
of this spring
inside me... inside me.
Out here... ah, ah, ah.
In our self-portrait.
 

Spring: Us people of the sea / My friend / Freedom is my woman / Two dogs at church

Us people of the sea
Know that
If you want to save
Someone who's drowning,
You'll be beat down
By him and by the sea
And perhaps you'll drown as well.
 
If the sea's there
We know that
It's best to be each in our respective homes
And rest
For the calm
Will be back, and then you'll sail.
 
The wave stays still, yet it always moves
And perhaps one day, like good sailors
Every man for his own, every man for his own
Will sail his own piece of the sea.
 
The wave stays still, yet it always moves
And perhaps one day, like good mechanics
Every man for his own, every man for his own,
Will fix up his own piece of the world.
 
~ ~ ~
 
From behind the wall, you stare at
The rest of the world
You speak softly, from afar
You don't understand others
And neither do I
And I pretend
To be sane.
 
In the darkness of the mind,
In the reality of dreams,
They walk together
The children of the Moon.
 
My friend, don't worry,
It doesn't matter,
There are no differences
On the Moon.
 
~ ~ ~
 
My woman is like freedom,
When she's not there,
I miss her to death.
Then when she's with me
I almost don't realize it
In the morning, I know
That there'll be a smile.
 
My woman is like freedom,
In my mind, I
Have always thought of her
Even when I
Still didn't know that,
Even when she
Had gone away.
 
My woman is like freedom,
Like a song you can always sing,
That cannot be quiet, that cannot end,
My woman is my song.
 
~ ~ ~
 
We were two dogs at church,
You and I.
And you, you've already left,
Ask Him why
There are many sad lives in this senseless world,
There are many horrendous stories in this wonderful world.
 
Perhaps He'll answer,
Perhaps even He doesn't know.
 
Wait for me, in a while
I'll come too
To lend you a hand, to ask why...
 
And you'll see that even there
We'll get kicked out.
 

When we dig for gold in the USA

Versions: #1
Even though we have run a thousand miles
We will run a thousand more
We hear a voice that's calling
And when we have come all the way home
We start over once again
We hear a voice that's calling
It says, ''We are finally on our way''
It says, ''It's time to leave''
Through air and over seas
 
To all the girls that we have forsaken
To all of you who believed
In everything we did
Do you want to follow us to the west?
To all of those who crossed the Atlantic
Showed us that you can, the world is watching
All the way from New Delhi to Moscow
When we dig for gold in the USA
 
So many tried and disappeared
But we have proven that we can
And we have everything to win
Because in each house and apartment
Sits people who knows
That we have everything to win
The girls have flowers in their hair
There all the boys stand lined up
Together we're unstoppable
 
To all the girls that we have forsaken
To all of you who believed
In everything we did
Do you want to follow us to the west?
To all of those who crossed the Atlantic
Showed us that you can, the world is watching
All the way from New Delhi to Moscow
When we dig for gold in the USA
 
To all the girls that we have forsaken
To all of you who believed
In everything we did
Do you want to follow us to the west?
To all of those who crossed the Atlantic
Showed us that you can, the world is watching
All the way from New Delhi to Moscow
When we dig for gold in the USA
 

As People

People deceive, people conceal, yet even still - even still, they laugh.
People run away, people place blame, yet even still - even still, they laugh.
 
I went and lied to you, then came to regret it.
It may be that I, too, was being fooled.
But rather than suspecting and exposing the one who lied,
and hurting them, I think it’s best to take the way of understanding.
 
Isn’t that so?
That I’ve no alternative but to keep believing?
That I’ve no alternative but to keep on loving?
Why do we point fingers at the failures ingrained in each other?
There’s no choice but to accept them, is there?
I’ve no choice but to keep on loving?
Being called an idiot.
You don’t want to become an uncool person, do you?
As people - as people, don’t we want to live coolly?
 
I lose my way, I grow troubled.
But I reject the thought of fleeing. I won’t stand shelving myself away.
I’m so exhausted, I feel so empty.
Yet even still, I don’t want to lay the blame on anyone.
That’s not cool. (That's not cool.)
 
Isn’t that so?
That I’ve no alternative but to keep believing?
That I’ve no alternative but to keep on loving?
I know. I know the one I most adore is me. Everyone’s that way.
Well, shall we laugh together, then?
 
Isn’t that so?
That I’ve no alternative but to keep believing?
That I’ve no alternative but to keep on loving?
Why do we point fingers at the failures ingrained in each other?
There’s no choice but to accept them, is there?
I’ve no choice but to keep on loving?
Being called an idiot.
You don’t want to become an uncool person, do you?
As people - as people, don’t we want to live coolly?
 

Sad Life

To endure eternal sorrow
Is the fate of all of us who are too devoted to love
Never could my heart protect itself
From love carving itself through the soul
 
My broken heart searched again
Reveal your chest and let it rest there
It cries out for comfort to satisfy its thirst
It is not desiring lust
 
Every crime must be confessed
No one can ever escape punishment
Until the lust of the last sweet release
Is devoured in death
 
How long can someone embrace,
Once again, the time has passed
You'll never be able to protect yourself
And extinguish that passionate flame
 
I know: love is sin
That's why I can't evade my punishment
My heart is broken forever
By someone who never really cared about me
 

She is so pretty

Versions: #1
She is so pretty
it pinches your heart,
But in immense pain.
She doesn't understand
that I want her,
she doesn't say anything to me.
 
In the garden she sits
to mix with nature,
her and the roses.
2 words maybe
the fence behind me,
I have no courage.
 
All week her window is open
stars above and a collapsing heart.
I would give her a bag of sentiment
but I'm ashamed to give.
 
This happens a lot
even in good families,
a boy loves a woman.
She will finally feel
that I'm standing on the road,
and will turn her head.
 
All week her window is open
stars above and a collapsing heart.
I would give her a bag of sentiment
but I'm ashamed to give.
 
It's been a year now
she left the house,
where to - I would never know.
And it is harder
to fill in the blanks,
there was only a rose left.
 
All week her window is open
stars above and a collapsing heart.
I would give her a bag of sentiment
but I waited for too long.
 

My Girlfriend Is A Raver

[Intro]
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!
Lida, Lida, DJ S3RL, uh
 
[Verse 1]
And I hold my babes hand
When she piss on the wall
Then I take my guitar
And load the songs of Maybe Baby
And she sometimes jokingly
Can just hit me to the face
My girl it's gun and bomb (Bang)
And I don't need another
 
[Bridge 1]
Hey, you, suck my dick
I'm a crazy russian kid
Uh, uh, London bitch, your pussy my lovely squid
Her hand in my pants embarrasses everyone around
But us is fantastically don't give a fuck
We are long gone crazy
She's naked on the street dancing shuffle dance
I turn on the 'Boichik' song and arrange flex
And then in the empty dilapidated house, slightly embarrassed
We are neo-romantics – we taking a black pills
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, good
Very good, yeah
Wow, speeds up okay
 
[Chorus]
My girlfriend is a rave dancer
She spits right in my face
And then she screams with me (What, what?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!'
She is raver-anarchist
She's definitely the best from girls
And she screams with me (What, what?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!'
 
[Verse 2]
And when we're in torn, dirty jeans
Beside the dilapidated house
Kissed with the homeless under the trips
Came up to us the guy is very modest
And asked: 'What is the point of this
Aimlessly ignore the foundations?'
Refusing to self-development, –
Said I, smiling in pain
 
[Bridge 2]
My best friend yesterday was found near pipes
Under the iron quiet hatch rats eating up of his corpse
And I'm not surprised, we all once will leave, like this
So why we are waiting for, since, in the fact, we do not live
There is a own way out for everyone: someone smokes, someone drinks
Someone rejection of social networks, someone holding spoon over the flame
And my friend lay and rotted, but with smile on his face
Caramel rain was dripped of echo on the whole rusty workshop
 
[Interlude]
And you tell us about asociality, you're crazy
And if you're crazy, then let's go with us!
Then let's go with us...
 
[Pre-Chorus]
My girlfriend is a rave dancer
She spits right in my face
And she screams with me
What?
 
[Chorus]
My girlfriend is a rave dancer
She spits right in my face
And then she screams with me (What?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!'
She is raver-anarchist
She's definitely the best from girls
And she screams with me (What, what?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!'
 
[Outro]
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!
 

Baruch's Boots

He bought them cheaply
They were full of sand
He cleaned them with Spirit (turpentine) every two hours
He fed them soup
and when they threw up he was silent
He took them to a movie every two days
 
But one day he woke up
still sleepy
searched for the boots in the closet
and in the place where they were
only socks remained
that explained to him all logically
 
that buying shoes quickly
and socks are not lacking
But boots and pants always buying complete
very difficult to obtain them now
 
play play guitar
play play guitar
 
and in the end went out barefoot
stuffed up and also tired
and all of him aware of the depth of the trouble
and when he asked passerby
if they saw his boots
from politeness they refrained from replying
 
Baruch visited in village and city
in a very delicate situation
the depression in his brain ran amok
when he turned in desperation
to the department for family relative search
and the reception clerk got mad at him
 
because buying shoes quickly
and socks are not lacking
But boots and pants always buying complete
very difficult to obtain them now
 
play play guitar
play play guitar
 
And here beside a farm
there filled his bottle
He discovered traces that were recently made
and suddenly between the shrubs
he heard there whispers
in the arms of another man he saw them
 
He didn't know what to do
if to laugh or only to cry
never the less he took out the handkerchief
and to the side he took the man
drew the gun
and fired one bullet in the man's butt
 
because buying shoes quickly and socks are not lacking
But boots and pants always buying complete
very difficult to obtain them now
 
And the man 'kiss kiss' 'Sorry'
And the man 'kiss kiss' 'Sorry'
And the man said sorry
he accepted the 'sorry'
and went home without causing any further trouble
and from then until today
also in the rain also in the heat
they are sewed (stuck) on him strait to his bones.
 
And if you don't believe, ask Baruch!
 

I have a girlfriend

I have a girlfriend
And I love her
And try to always be with her
We go out walking in the street
I put on Aftershave
She makes clicking sounds
In high heels
Also in the busy market
She and I alone
We hug
And hide on the side
I have a leather jacket
And she has a soft blouse
Feel like a hero
Give her a kiss
 
I have a girlfriend and she is terrific (hot)
I love her in my heart
And when she goes
She always comes back
I think only of her
 
When I am with her
I am completely different
I dream of (owning) a car
And electric appliances
Because she has a nose
Matching eyes
A red smile
Like in the advertisements
 
She chews gum
With a mint smell
And with a red plastic fastener
Captures everything.
She puts on tights
With a “railroad” pattern
And metal earrings
Ribbons and earrings
 
I have a girlfriend and she is terrific..
 
I have a girlfriend, And I love her
When she cries
I am her devoted servant
Bring her coffee, a tray with cookies
Smile at her, making her laugh
Putting rouge on me
And I don’t care
And both of us together have
The same look
Love that she writes
With delicate fingers
And when she combs
She does soft movements.
 
I have a girlfriend and she is terrific..
 

A Bulgarian rose

My dear friend, good morning
welcome, you're here with us.
Bulgaria is in bloom for you,
you've never seen roses like these before!
 
Take the rose I'm giving you
with all my heart, because
this beautiful Bulgarian rose
tells you, with its scent
about the Balkans, the Black Sea
and all of us, all of us.
 
My dear friend, I'm sorry because
this is the day when you leave.
Bulgaria is in bloom for you
you must never forget it!
 
If you take this rose along
to your country, you'll see
that every year, in the spring
it will talk to you, with its scent
about the Balkans, the Black Sea
and all of us, all of us
 
If you take this rose along
to your country, you'll see
that every year, in the spring
it will talk to you, with its scent
about the Balkans, the Black Sea
and our people, so the memory
will always live in you, live in you!
 

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It Was Spring

To you,
who on that day
spoke to me of love,
tonight I will sing
the sweetest love song.
 
It was spring.
The roses were in bloom—
you spoke to me of so many things—
then love, then love, love.
 
The memory of those hours, you know,
makes my heart burst.
There, in the park,
the two of us all alone and so much in love.
 
To you,
who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you, I love you.'
 
The memory of those hours, you know,
makes my heart burst.
There, in the park,
the two of us all alone and so much in love.
 
To you,
who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you, I love you.'
 

It Was Spring

To you, who on that day
spoke to me of love,
tonight I will sing
the sweetest love song.
 
It was spring.
The roses were in bloom—
you spoke to me of so many things—
and then so much love, love.
 
The memory of those hours
makes my heart burst.
And, in the park, the two of us all alone
and so much in love.
 
To you, who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you,
I love you.'
 
The memory of those hours
makes my heart burst.
And, in the park, the two of us all alone
and so much in love.
 
To you, who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you,
I love you.'
 

To Hold You in My Arms

To hold you in my arms is a desire
that I seek in vain to forget.
Feeling you in mine forever is a sort of dream
and everywhere your face appears to me.
 
You are the only woman for me
and I yearn to love you for all eternity.
I sense a sort of divine music
in your voice when you whisper “I love you.”
 
To hold you in my arms is a desire—
a dream that will remain forever—
and the dream will be a sweet reality
as long as our love lives.
 
You are the only woman for me
and I yearn to love you for all eternity.
I sense a sort of divine music
in your voice when you whisper “I love you.”
 
To hold you in my arms is a desire—
a dream that will remain forever—
and the dream will be a sweet reality
as long as our love lives—
as long as our love lives.
 

The eyes that shine

It's a Monday, I met a girl, there.
It's a Monday, she has eyes that shine (twice).
She smiles at me but doesn't say anything
I'll see her tomorrow.
 
(Rit) We can say, we can do all what we want,
Happiness is ephemeral
We can do well, we can say all what we want,
Time only makes martyrs (twice)
 
It's a Tuesday, I found the girl again.
It's a Tuesday, which has eyes that shine (twice)
She waved to me
I'll go talking tomorrow
 
(Rit)
 
It's a Thursday, I went to see the girl
It's a Thursday, which has eyes that shine (twice)
She says to me 'I like you'
She showed me her garden ...
 
(Rit)
 
It's a Saturday, I woke up near the girl, there
It's a Saturday, which has eyes that shine (twice)
She said to me 'Must get out!
Because my husband is coming back! '
 
(Rit)
 
It's a Sunday, I came across the girl, there
It is a Sunday, which has no more eyes that shine (twice)
There's a ... in her arms
She does not even look at me
 
(Rit)
 

Spring

And I'll draw valleys across your body,
plugging it like it was ground,
I'll erase those marks,
from your last war.
 
And I'll burn with fire
this bad weed of yours,
and I will make you, with water,
more fertile and more alive.
 
And I'll pray for the sun
to dry up these tears,
and I'll pray for time
to heal your wounds.
 
Then I'll build a greenhouse
around your smile,
I will make out of your life
another heaven.
 
I will be your farmer
ad you will be my ground,
I'll fight with the wind
to not carry you away from me.
 
Then I'll sprinkle my seeds
in your green valley
ad we will wait together
for Spring to come,
for Spring to come.
 

Oh My Spring

Please go away
Don't look at me like that
I just want to be alone now
That's all I want
You won't have me doubting
Myself anymore
 
I don't care anymore
If you're going to condemn me
For seeking my own destiny
Or if on the day I leave
You're going to tangle me up as always
So that I have no path to follow
 
Oh my spring
Who ever shall give back to me
What I was before
Slowly
So that I can find a new path
Slowly, slowly, slowly
Like me
 
My future is a lie
My past haunts me and weighs me down
Now if I keep quiet down the line
I know that my mouth will burn
 
I shouldn't keep quiet
Because I'm on a quest to find
A slow path
I'm on a quest to find a slow path
I'm on a quest
To find you, to find me
And to find you on the way
Oh my spring
Who ever shall give back to me
What I was before
Slowly
When I breathed slowly
When I moved slowly
Slowly like me
When you loved me slowly
When you kissed me slowly
When you believed me slowly
Slowly like me
 

Cadaver's Star

For you, I have died
And must in every cage
stand up again.
My eye has glared
And no one has
seen within this moment.
 
For you, I have died
Very slowly , but the chimney
only shortly spewed smoke.
No moon was there to bay.
I have only
Naked neon lights spat at.
 
For me Treblinka is every day.
Soweto and My Lai.
For me Golgatha is every day
And the war never ends.
The war never ends...
 
For you, I have died.
That's how you survive
Your sick life.
How can you merely stand
That you, from my birth on,
Give me no chance.
 
For you, I have died
And above you, always hangs
This burnt smell.
You name the history of the world
But you are still today
Just an animal experiment.
 
Now I grab at the trash
From the rich table of the Lord
Somewhere far above
On the Cadaver's Star.
On the Cadaver's Star....
 

Goodbye, My Friend

Versions: #2
Goodbye, my friend, it's hard for me to speak.
With each passing day, it gets harder.
I wish to say many things to you,
From all the pain I am speechless, I am speechless. (X2)
 
Like a planted tree, upright, well-known.
A strange wind had uprooted its roots.
The tree grew over the years,
Climbed and climbed, touched the clouds,
Bore fruits and brought shade to the weary,
As nature does.
And as the tree, so did the man grew,
Wished for a land of his own like all others.
God gave and only God will take,
You are my friend and my brother.
 
Goodbye, my friend, it's hard for me to speak.
With each passing day, it gets harder.
I wish to say many things to you,
From all the pain I am speechless.
 
The tree grew...
 
Goodbye, my friend...
 

Heaven and Earth

Heaven and earth, dream and life
On the street of who loves you, like me
The confine of a date
You weren't there and instead now, you're with me
With thoughts and words you color
A name closed deep within your heart
Now it's true, I have my sun
But I wonder: will tomorrow still be mine?
 
An hour of sweet intimacy is so short
Then why think about it? About what will then be?
 
Heaven and earth, dream and life
On the street of who loves you, like me
The confine of a date
I didn't know, and now I know everything about you
 
An hour of sweet intimacy is so short
Then why think about it? About what will then be?
 
Heaven and earth, dream and life
On the street of who loves you, like me
The confine of a date
I didn't know, and now I know everything about you
 
Heaven and earth, dream and life
 

My Thoughts

I have always searched in time
To give you better thoughts
I've searched, looking in the sky
And up there I saw how to do it
For this...for this...
I entrust my thoughts to a cloud
So that it brings them to you, who is far away
The wind will lightly push it
High up in the sky, in the immensity
 
Maybe words and stars can unite themselves
They will be golden letters written in the sky for you
The sun will certainly let them shine
Thus you'll see them up there with me
 
I entrust my thoughts to a cloud
Softly, softly, it will come without making any noise
It will arrive all the way to you, my love
 
I entrust my thoughts to a cloud
Softly, softly, it will come without making any noise
It will arrive all the way to you, my love
 
Everybody will know what I think of you
Those golden cotton balls are for you
 

I'm Following You

I am someone else this evening
I invent myself a life
Anyway, did you really want to know
Who I am?
 
I am a pure stranger
I am a warrior
I dance on you without knowing
If I like you
 
My hips, your hands tango
On our perfect bodies
And my head surrenders
 
You are the rhythm, I am the steps
I am the rhythm, you are the steps
 
I am someone else tonight
I invent you a life
Anyway, could I really know
If I’m following you?
 
You’re an incendiary flame
You’ll finish as dust
You dance in me without knowing
If you like me
 
My hips, your hands tango
On our perfect bodies
And my head surrenders
 
You are the rhythm, I am the steps
I am the rhythm, you are the steps
 

The 43

What's going on? it's the graves in Guerrero,
in Ayotzinapa everything smells of war,
let that Leviathan know the indifference to the social struggle.
 
Where have they taken our normalist brothers?
it was a crime of the murderous and fascist state,
why did they shoot those socialist youths?
it's the genocide of the peasant cause.
 
Artist brothers and warriors of the corn,
we must fight together for the future of the country.
 
The missing are all of us,
the missing are all of us,
and we will avenge the forty-three,
and we will avenge the forty-three.
 
What are you waiting for to fight?
when they have robbed us everything, our sons and peace,
let that Leviathan know the indifference towards
our mother mountain range.
 
Where have they taken our normalist brothers?
we want them back alive in their homes,
what did they murder the heroes of the Sierra?
we will rage war against the damned injustice.
 
Let us honor the memory of the
we will avenge the sons of with honor.
 
The missing are all of us,
the missing are all of us,
and we will avenge the forty-three,
and we will avenge the forty-three.
 

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Snowflakes fly up

Where do you come from?
Cool shorts, ex Levi’s jeans
Simple make-up
You smell like the early lily of the valley , I won’t pick you
Where did you come from? Oh!
You smell like the early lily of the valley , I won’t pick you
 
I thought about you and it began to snow
The cold warms us, more than a family
Vanity is everywhere, but it doesn’t belong to us
New texts, but not about you
 
Snowflakes are flying up, magic and light are everywhere
Are you alone? Hey, let’s go to “Planet parade”
I will give you a warm scarf, it’s cold in the outer space
And we meet the dawn, wrapped in clouds
 
Oh, oh, oh! Eh, eh, eh!
Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!
 
Snowflakes are flying up, magic and light are everywhere
Are you alone? Hey, let’s go to “Planet parade”
I will give you a warm scarf, it’s cold in the outer space
And we meet the dawn, wrapped in clouds
 
Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!
 
A new era of love, a new life
You feel me close to you, but we are strangers
I want to kiss you again and again.
In these cosy days snowflakes fall, and so we do,
Slowly melt like our kiss
Slowly melt away all our dreams
 
Snowflakes are flying up, magic and light are everywhere
Are you alone? Hey, let’s go to “Planet parade”
I will give you a warm scarf, it’s cold in the outer space
And we meet the dawn, wrapped in clouds
 
Oh, oh, oh! Eh, eh, eh!
Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!
 
Snowflakes are flying up, magic and light are everywhere
Are you alone? Hey, let’s go to “Planet parade”
I will give you a warm scarf, it’s cold in the outer space
And we meet the dawn, wrapped in clouds
 
Oh, oh, oh! Eh, eh, eh!
Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!
 

Probably

Probably tomorrow will be spring.
I know, the calendar will not deceive.
How much it will bring,
The one who understands it?
 
Not everyone can honestly love.
This gift endued not many.
A moment can stop all,
Leaving a faint trace on a way.
 
It's so hard to stay alive,
Trying to be standing in this crowding.
Probably become someone else,
There's no chance in this life way.
 

Your Girl-friends

[Verse 1]
She doesn't have sentiments, Oy oy, oy oy.
And so many compliments*, Oy oy oy oy oy
When she calls me, I come, no longer (I) throw away the tie.
And she's beautiful and also baker*, and a bit ghetto*,
and she has character, (it's) son of a...*
 
She doesn't drink, and doesn't smoke, she doesn't want trouble.
She waits for the sun to rise, so she could sunbathe.
Not on her lonesome, cause it ain't fun.
 
[Chorus]
So tell me
Where are all your girlfriends, I wanna see hands (up).
Tell me what will be the end with you, I no longer get down on my knees.
Hopa, (she) does to me hopa,*
Tell me what will be with her, what will be with you girls.
What's this, tell me what's this?
(She) does me 'chiqi chiqi dam dam' like this all day.
 
[Verse 2]
If I don't answer her, Oy oy, Oy oy.
It comes (to her) in waves, raises up, Oy oy oy oy oy.
Game of thrones, game of tongues,
A kiss and cutie, go sleep.
Don't get mad go take a smoke say Amen,
She doesn't want to get married.
 
What will you do when the day comes,
When you'll be on your way to the wedding canopy?
if she'll run away that depends on her mood,
and the nature of that time.
She'll hit the jackpot.
 
[Chorus]
So tell me
Where are all your girlfriends, I wanna see hands (up).
Tell me what will be the end with you, I no longer get down on my knees.
Hopa, (she) does to me hopa,*
Tell me what will be with her, what will be with you girls.
What's this, tell me what's this?
(She) does me 'chiqi chiqi dam dam' like this all day.
 

Friends from Another Place

Don't you disrespect me, little man!
No one can erase me, or break me
My world has rules
And friends from another place
(Friends from another place)
 
That's just an echo, gentlemen
A little something we have here in Louisiana
Just a cheap trick, I wouldn't worry
 
Let your bodies rest, let your heads detach
If you'll relax I could do for you, anything I desire
 
The future is clear to me, I'll change it if you want
If I'll look into your souls
[You do have a soul, don't you, Lawrence?]
Dreams will come true
 
I got voodoo
I got hoodoo
I got many things to tell
And friends in another place
(Friends in another place)
 
The card, the card, the card will tell
The past, the present, and of course the future
Pick three - from my hand
Come and let's take a peek at the future
 
Now, he traveled just to see me
You can tell he's sensitive and royal
[I'm a royal myself on my mother's side]
He lives with style, but his pocket lacks
We need to find him a woman whose father's a millionaire
 
[Your mom and dad aren't supporting you, playboy?]
[Eh... too bad, but true]
[Now you wanna get hitched, but hitching ties you down.
You wanna be free, hop from place to place.
But you know, freedom costs.]
Greens, greens are missing
It's all in the cards, a sweet and green future
 
I don't have too much time for the little man
You've been controlled you whole life
Those who control you are your mother, your sister and your brother as well
And if you'll get married then - your wife will control you right away
In the card you can clearly see a future
Where you are the man you always dreamed of being
 
[Let's shake hands. Come on boys.
Won't you shake - a poor sinner's hand? Yes...!]
 
Now's the moment!
(Now's the moment)
Now's THE moment!
Super transformation
(Super transformation)
Hypno-reformation
(Hypno-reformation)
Transmogrification-duper
 
Can you feel it
Your body's changing, every part of you is being replaced
Are you happy?
But if you're not, don't blame me
{Blame} my friends from another place
 
Anything you wanted!
To lose it all!
 

The spring kissed

The spring kissed
smoothly, the grove,
and the new green sprouted,
as a green haze.
 
Clouds were passing by,
over the juvenile field...
I saw the leaves trembling,
the fresh April's rains.
 
Under that florid almond tree,
all filled with flowers,
-I remembered- I have cursed,
my loveless youth.
 
Today, in the middle age,
I've stopped to meditate:
''Never-lived youth,
who will dream of you again?''
 
Just learning.

The crossing

It's this girl
who emerges from slumbering lakes
where green is translucent.
Water turns into swamp and leaves turn grey.
 
And yet everything there
is as we pictured it.
 
We, the offended, we, the frightened,
feeling with our senses the one we feared so much.
 
Freezing and at rest
we let ourselves slide
into the beign who can only embrace us
in order to better smother us.
 
Tears on our cheeks,
the privilege of those who haven't sunk yet.
 
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Be My Friend, Be My Brother

At the place where I'm going to
There were many before me.
They left a trail, left a tree,
Left a stone at my feet,
And what will I leave behind,
Will I leave anything?
I can't see my own steps!
I can't see my own steps,
And who will see them tomorrow?
 
Be my friend, be my brother,
Lend me a hand when I'll call out,
Be my friend, be my brother,
Lend me a hand at times of trouble,
I am your brother, don't forget it!
Be my friend, be my...
 
At the place where I'm going to
There were women, there were men,
And there was great love,
Will I find it?
They left me nothing
No sighs and no flowers.
They left me nothing!
They left me nothing,
But brothers and friends.
 
Be my friend, be my brother,
Lend me a hand when I'll call out,
Be my friend, be my brother,
Lend me a hand at times of trouble,
I am your brother, don't forget it!
Be my friend, be my brother.
 
At the place where I'm going to
I'm careful not to break,
Not to step, not to remember,
And I'm good when you're with me
And so are you and so are you.
 
I can't see my own steps!
I can't see my own steps,
And who will see them tomorrow?
 
Be my friend, be my brother,
Lend me a hand when I'll call out,
Be my friend, be my brother,
Lend me a hand at times of trouble,
I am your brother, don't forget it!
Be my friend, be my brother.
 
At the place where I'm going to...
 

Be My Friend, Be My Brother

At the place where I'm going to
There were many before me
They left a trail, left a tree,
Left a stone at my feet.
And what will I leave behind
Will I leave anything?
I can't see my own steps
And who will see them tomorrow?
 
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand when I'll call out
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand at times of trouble
I am your brother, don't forget it
Be my friend, be my brother.
 
At the place where I'm going to
There were women, there were men
And there was great love
Will I find it?
They left me no mark
No sighs and no flowers
They left me nothing
But brothers and friends.
 
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand when I'll call out
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand at times of trouble
I am your brother, don't forget it
Be my friend, be my brother.
 
At the place where I'm going to
I'm careful not to break
I'm careful not to step
I'm careful not to remember.
And I'm good when you're with me
And so are you and so are you
It's here to stay after I'm gone
The friendship that once was.
 
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand when I'll call out
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand at times of trouble
I am your brother, don't forget it
Be my friend, be my brother.
 

Making it through winter

While others involve themselves in love,
make unreasonable promises to one another and show off a lot,
for me the distant future is the day after tomorrow.
 
Petty horizon, for some obscure reason I can't see any farther.
???1
I turn my self off
people who open their hearts to me
It's not like I found that funny, no, I don't
I believe in passion, but, without explanations, I trace my steps back
 
That's why I'm proud, so proud that we made it through winter.
I never had enough of you, I saw nothing of the cold.
Oh I like it, I like it, I like it, it drives me to despair.
(I'm) proud and lost at the same time.
 
While others picture themselves as
inventors and precursors on that matter,
I have a certification for mediocrity.
I might as well skip my turn, I had and still have other priorities.
Soon as you take my hand I am a prisonner
If you whisper (sweet words) to me
I stare into space.
I don't give a tuppenny toss about the language of love
because I reject its provisions2,
for instance having a single opinion for both on all things.
 
That's why I'm proud, so proud that we made it through winter.
I never had enough of you, I saw nothing of the cold.
Oh I like it, I like it, I like it, it drives me to despair.
(I'm) proud and lost at the same time.
 
While others torment themselves in love,
negociating, arguing and lying to one another,
I break my records on a calendar3
since I'm wandering with my distant future after February
And so I'm proud, so proud that we made it through winter.
I never had enough of you, I saw nothing of the cold.
Oh I like it, I like it, I like it, it drives me to despair.
(I'm) proud and lost at the same time.
 

• 1. lit. 'my heart looks into it(self) [to see] whether it drags on/elongates'. Either his heart does an introspection, or it's about the horizon in the previous line. The sentence makes no sense whatsoever to me. Your guess will be as good as mine
• 2. that's 'clauses', as if the language of love was a contract. That's one lame metaphor
• 3. a convoluted way of saying this love story lasts longer than ususal

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