A keresés eredménye

Coffin

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Without morning rituals I'm a deadman
Maybe it's time to leave my comfort zone
A fine line separates me from childhood
When I grow up, life will break my heart
 
I mean nothing to this world of suits
Money, and fake smiles
The TV light in a warm room
I'm a hostage of my own satiety
I mean nothing to this world of suits
Money, and fake smiles
The TV light in a warm room
I'm a hostage of my own satiety
 
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
 
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
 

Today Is Just Not My Day

Every day I get a little worse
Why does everyone still put up with me
I’m trying desperately not to disappoint
But my credit of trust is used up
 
My fears inside
You’ll never understand
But I won’t give up trying
To take and change everything
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
I’m trying to prove to myself
That everything’s not so bad
And with the voice trapped inside
Shout it all out loud
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
You’ll forget about me as soon as I walk out the door
You’ll forget about me as soon as I walk out the door
You’ll forget about me as soon as I walk out the door
 
I’ll walk out the door
 

Saddle of Shooting Stars

We are going to cross the night on the saddle of shooting stars
It’s okay if you don’t have any goals, let’s catch the stars
 
Turn again to your tears and don’t run away from this chance
Every time you look back, crying will become useless
 
Gently touch again you’re not a lovesick angel
It’s okay if you just try to achieve your own dreams
 
If your eyes reflect only brightness
The wind’s destination is right before you
 
The changing scenery of dawn has just been born
The stars that fall and disappear on the road to the sky are here in this heart
 
Don't count yesterday as another day and sleep away
Try not to believe in someone else’s lies
 
Wildly shake again the present isn’t all there is
It’s good to have the courage to be hurt fly
 
Instigation of the morning that covers the two of us
Leads you, whom I want to hold, astray
 
Shine on my,shine on my dangerous road
Drive on my way,keep on my own
Shine on my,shine on my wonderous future
With all my conscious response
 
We are going to cross the night on the saddle of shooting stars/ shooting star’s saddle
It’s okay if you don’t have any goals, let’s catch the stars
 
Shine on my,shine on my dangerous road
Drive on my way,keep on my own
Shine on my,shine on my wonderous future
With all my conscious response
 

In The North

I'm standing on the edge
And staring into the horizon
The world is burning, what a view it is
I see how the world is aching
 
It's a coldness without frost
It's an everlasting darkness
In the north, there's another
Snowless winter
 
It's a coldness without frost
It's an everlasting darkness
There are only woes left
Our very own dystopia
 
I'm standing on the edge
And staring into the horizon
The world is burning, what a view it is
Everything decays, time stands still
 
CHORUS
 
I'm standing
On the edge
I'm standing
I'm falling
 

i wish i'm a sacrifice for the birds of your holy sanctuary

Imam reza , i wish i'm a sacrifice for the birds of your holy sanctuary
i ask you for a look under your feet
i came kneeling
and i know very well how guilty and bad i am
i know , your the captivator of all hearts
and the consoller of the broken ones
 
O your my stability and my calmness
it is enough for me that you'r next to me
i would like to say that your my safety
your generosity is greater than my sin
let me be fitted with looking at you
i came to address you from the bottom of my heart
 
Imam reza , i wish i'm a sacrifice for the birds of your holy sanctuary
i ask you for a look under your feet
i came kneeling
and i know very well how guilty and bad i am
i know , your the captivator of all hearts
and the consoller of the broken ones
 

Put it in me

It's TH who's playing, this is a mandelão1
This is the mandelão
This is, this is the mandelão
 
Young boy, tell me the position that you loved
I was on top of you and you used to do that face
You'd put it in me, put it in me, you'd punch me with your anger
I put my butt up, get down on all fours, throwing it on your face
 
I'll go throwing it, throwing it, throwing it on your face
I'll thro, I'll thro, I'll thro, I'll thro, I'll go throwing it on your face
I'll go throwing it, throwing it, throwing it on your face
I'll thro, I'll thro, I'll thro, I'll thro, I'll go throwing it on your face
 
Young boy, tell me the position that you loved
I was on top of you and you used to do that face
You'd put it in me, put it in me, you'd punch me with your anger
And you'd put, put, put, put, put, put, you'd put it in me
You'd put, put, put, put, put, put, you'd put it in me
You'd punch me, punch me, punch me, punch me, punch me with your anger
And you'd, you'd punch me, punch me, punch me, punch me, punch me with your anger
 

• 1. mandela is a baile funk on the streets

When Lilacs Bloom In The Botanic Garden

The Sun,
hot and tender,
sends its radiant messengers
to the stillness of a dormant Earth.
 
Life
wakes us at the crack of dawn
and we whisper in amazement:
'here, Spring has come!'
 
Warsaw in flowers
scents like a magical park.
On scarlet mouth
I put the red of my lips.
 
When lilacs bloom
in the Botanic Garden,
with my handsome boyfriend
I dream of happiness.
 
I go for a walk
amidst the lilac bunches
and I tune my hopeful heart
to the spring tone.
 
When lilacs bloom
in the Botanic Garden,
my heart trembles
in this idyllic mood.
 
The clouds of worries and cheating fade,
the whole world grins at us
when fragrant lilacs bloom
in the Botanic Garden.
 
Behold!
The gold of the Sun shines through us.
Everything seems to be a caress,
everything’s on fire, everything’s music.
 
The heart
dresses up in carpets of flowers
and after a long time of disregard
your love comes back again.
 
Warsaw in flowers
seduces us with the fragrance of lilacs.
In these aromas
I’ll find my happiness again.
 
When lilacs bloom
in the Botanic Garden,
my heart trembles
in this idyllic mood.
 
The clouds of worries and cheating fade,
the whole world grins at us
when fragrant lilacs bloom
in the Botanic Garden.
 

The bloke of Votanikos

A bloke at Votanikos
He tells what he wants without fear
In places of entertainment and bars
And in Perdikiaris' place
 
He's smoking, getting high
With his girl in the opium den
And Angelo
Flames his shisha
 
He's a bloke, he's a devotee
At Votanikos he's the boldest
And the other blokes are afraid of him
But he doesn't give a damn
 
He's smoking, getting high
Getting stoned, always for free
Because he's retired
From the Madrasa
 

Believe it

Pass the ball
Go for it
The crowd get excited
Go outside
Feel the mood
On the streets, at the bar
Everyone supporting
Yellow shirt
The painted street
Flag in hands
Everyone cheering
The big play happens
Got to the penalty area
(Brazilian) Team Goal
 
Believe it, go for the ball, don't be an empty bag
Believe it, we can get the Cup (trophy)
Believe it, we are the best on feet skills
Believe it, the Hexa (championship) is coming
Believe it, go for the ball, don't be an empty bag
Believe it, we can get the Cup (trophy)
Believe it, we are the best on feet skills
Believe it, the Hexa (championship) is coming
 
{2x}
 
The daring, crazy, bold, happy, Brazilian soccer, artists know
how to improvise
Pelé's, Garrincha's, Romário's, Ronaldo's, Neymar's soccer...
If it's on (a) yellow (shirt) you gotta respect...
 
Believe it, go for the ball, don't be an empty bag
Believe it, we can get the Cup (trophy)
Believe it, we are the best on feet skills
Believe it, the Hexa (championship) is coming
Believe it, go for the ball, don't be an empty bag
Believe it, we can get the Cup (trophy)
Believe it, we are the best on feet skills
Believe it, the Hexa (championship) is coming
 

Sabotage

Someone had practiced a sabotage.
Someone had loosened the gears.
You looked calm, unfolding the power of your personal charm,
and you did, you did answer no, that they were wrong,
You answered that they had confused you with another one.
 
You make yourself look as if you were thinking, but you know what you are doing very well.
Oh, you're great! And you know very well what you do!
 
And I will not stand on my knees.
And I've already put on my knees. (x2)
 
But it is that someone had destroyed the machinery.
A criminal had spilled the water reserves.
And, in case it was useful, you said to the agents that you had seen me near the crime scene
and I, I replied 'no', that they were wrong,
but their trained dogs found me in the corner.
 
You make yourself look as if you were thinking, but you know what you are doing very well.
Oh, you're great! And you know very well what you do!
 
And I will not stand on my knees.
And I've already put on my knees. (x2)
 
We said goodbye only with words,
I died a hundred times.
You turn to him
and I come back to both.
 
And I will not stand on my knees.
And I've already put on my knees. (x2)
 
You make yourself look as if you were thinking, but you know what you are doing very well.
Oh, you're great! And you know very well what you do!
You're worth a lot! And you know very well what you do!
You are great! And you always know what the next step is.
 

Thank you

Thank you
Thank you
Aah, you made me believe things about me that aren’t true, no
You told stories about me and claimed that it’s toughness, but
Those times are no more, those times can’t be made
You won’t be affecting my self-consciousness anymore
And I will never let you say that
There’s some truth in those stories
 
Thank you
Because I am stronger now
And I see everything much clearer now
And I no longer have time to regret how much shit you managed to cause
Our eyes will never meet again
Nor will I ever want to touch the bottom again
And you should remember it’s easier to be onboard
When you don’t have to steer
 
Thank you
For being such an asshole to me
Thank you
For telling me I would go nowhere
Thank you
After this all I am a better me
I won’t ever let you stamp me
Thank you
Thank you
After this all I am a better me
I won’t ever let you stamp me
 
When everything that is experiencing to you
Is love to me
It’s just a game to you, but
It’s pretty ironic
If your bitterness made you like this, and
You will never stamp me again
Even if you shout or whisper
And when you move on from this
At least there’s no point remembering my work
 
Thank you
Although it’s hard to thank at times
Some things that were started are not always meant to be finished
Because finally I’ve had enough
Why did you manage to make me fall but not disappear
I am smiling, this day is new
Look how good truth looks on me and
I am smiling, there’s sparkles in this day
And after this all I am just a better me
 
Thank you
For being such an asshole to me
Thank you
For telling me I would go nowhere
Thank you
After this all I am a better me
And I will never let you stamp me
Thank you
Thank you
After this all I am a better me
And I will never let you stamp me
Thank you
After this all I am a better me
And I will never let you stamp me
Thank you