A keresés eredménye

The swallow didn't enter the dark wood

1. The swallow didn't enter the dark wood –
||: then father, why did the blue pigeon enter? :||
 
2. What my mother and father hasn't seen,
||: maybe I'm destined to see so. :||
 

Polychronion to the Byzantine Emperor

Holy,
Long life
I believe in God!
The wind of the holy kingdom,
The only one with whom,
You have everything.
 

The fire that we lit

It burns like a lighthouse on the shore
Blazing evening bonfire
If it never goes out,
Like a flame like that always
 
In my memory remained those times
Sparks
Though youth will pass,
The fire of love will remain
 
The fire that we lit
Throws sparks
Circling flame dancing
And the flame goes to the heart
 
And the rains will not be able to pay off
Bonfire of love
Time can not cool
Our hot hugs
 

Business

You call me again, and you write me again,
if we sometimes won't went to drink,
you call me, when you're sober, and you call me again, when you're drunk.
You're one of them, who wants to talk about how we were at primary school,
I don't know why do you think, that I want it too.
 
Now I have got work
 
You call me again to us to drink,
think about times, where weren't mobiles,
remember our life oversights,
and that illusions, what we've lost,
and that fights, we've run out of them,
drunk with rum, vodka or tequilla,
but why should I think about things, which are disappearing from my memory?
 
Now I have got work
 
You're not good for business, so disappear from my life,
you're annoying me like a whistling sucking insect.
I don't want to friend, I care only about connections,
you're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 
You're not good for bussines, so rather disappear.
You're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 
And you call me again, pulling me to drinks,
and even without promise of shopping offer,
what value will any meeting have?
When there is no business, it costs a shit.
 
Sentiment is really junky sortiment,
and I don't want it, do you think that I'm dement?
I don't pay anything for junks like this.
 
And now I have got work.
 
You're not good for business, so disappear from my life,
you're annoying me like a whistling sucking insect.
I don't want to friend, I care only about connections,
you're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 
You're not good for bussines, so rather disappear.
You're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 
And you annoy me again, in half of meetings,
when I set my ears to muse,
if you want only to gossip, stop to rub in,
now I have consultations and council sessions.
 
Everyone waits for my next command,
I turn the Earth with my own steps,
and you want to talk about how are wife and children?
Dude, what is wrong with you?
 
You're not good for business, so disappear from my life,
you're annoying me like a whistling sucking insect.
I don't want to friend, I care only about connections,
you're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 
You're not good for business, so disappear from my life,
you're annoying me like a whistling sucking insect.
I don't want to friend, I care only about connections,
you're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 
You're not good for bussines, so rather disappear.
You're not good for bussines, so you're good to be written off.
 

The Trisagion

Ἅγιος ὁ Θεός, Ἅγιος ἰσχυρός, Ἅγιος ἀθάνατος, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς,
Ἅγιος ὁ Θεός, Ἅγιος ἰσχυρός, Ἅγιος ἀθάνατος, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς,
Ἅγιος ὁ Θεός, Ἅγιος ἰσχυρός, Ἅγιος ἀθάνατος, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς
Δύναμις!
Ἅγιος ὁ Θεός, Ἅγιος ἰσχυρός, Ἅγιος ἀθάνατος, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς
Δόξα Πατρὶ καὶ Υἱῷ καὶ Ἁγίῳ Πνεύματι,
καὶ νῦν καὶ ἀεὶ καὶ εἰς τοὺς αἰῶνας τῶν αἰώνων. Ἀμήν.
Ἅγιος ἀθάνατος, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς
 

Wasted

Who is that, who is she and who the fuck are you?
Is there anyone else but me that's losing it?
What the fuck, I don't understand, what have you done to me?
I was just resting for an hour, who are you, girl?
And hey, what time is it and where am I?
Who is Sockan1, what kind of name is that?
Should I stand up? No, I shouldn't
[I] might as well sit down, I don't think I'll be capable
Of being that chipper guy
I got big problems with all the senses of the body
And my terrible memory, get yourself together Byzan
You're a rawmodel, think about RFSU2
And by the way, this is the beginning of the party
How am I supposed to manage the rest of it when I'm this low?
I'm from Finland, I drin booze with a spoon
Says the guy with thirteen beers but who blacks out on three
 
That was nothing
They said, here, take another one
They gave me fresh beers, fresh glasses, fresh shots
Until I stumbled away
 
I woke up somewhere
Where no one could help me
Where I didn't now anyone
I knew no one
 
I got wasted
I acted like a bastard towards you
I got wasted
I fucking misbehaved
I got wasted
I acted like a bastard towards you
I got wasted
 
But I finally got out, I just stumbled around
I had 2 different shoes, this is really weird
It's like this: you never learn from your mistakes
But you play the game according to the pleasant rules
'Cause you know, if you've lived on macaronies for week
It doesn't take much for you to fall and black out
Thinking that this is enough, or give me a sexa3
And I should actually open the beer that I've bought
Nothing can get left behind, nothing can be given away
Nothing can get wasted, everything has to go down fast
Right brand or not, it doesn't matter, give me something
I got something slightly annoying but tasty
That I drink before I enter the place
But to be honest, the drunk tank probably awaits me
Before the pub closes, fuck, how can something get this wild
And the bouncer is babbling now 'please, can you stand still'
 
That was nothing
They said, here, take another one
They gave me fresh beers, fresh glasses, fresh shots
Until I stumbled away
 
I woke up somewhere
Where no one could help me
Where I didn't now anyone
I knew no one
 
I got wasted
I acted like a bastard towards you
I got wasted
I fucking misbehaved
I got wasted
I acted like a bastard towards you
I got wasted
 

• 1. Lit. 'the Sock'
• 2. Swedish Association for Sexuality Education
• 3. Lit. 'a six', a late night meal