A keresés eredménye oldal 4

Valerie

Sweet
Valerie,
with me
don't play games.
In your beautiful eyes
my heart is jealous,
so jealous.
I want you
just to myself.
 
Sweet
Valerie,
answer me
gently.
Do you really
for me
feel love?
I love you.
I admit it
all of a sudden.
 
If on another day
so many lovely kisses
come from her,
I only want
to be there
among those.
 
There!!!!
 
Sweet
Valerie,
with me
don't play games.
You are my life,
I like to believe
that once alone
you will love me,
love me,
Valerie.
 

The Ropes

In the yards of winter
tell me fairytales
in which you win.
 
Even if the neighborhood sees me
picking up the ropes,
golden costume.
 
What you need I've felt it
he who sees, what to give
to anyone who doesn't ask.
Only pain, two loads
such only the primates
only so simple.
 
Don't listen to them to the depths you fly
Fasting gods for friends ask
don't listen to them, it concerns you
the no you hear the nights clearly.
 
Don't listen open your wings
 
In the yards of winter
tell me fairytales
in which you win.
Even if the neighborhood sees me
picking up the ropes,
with what hates up.
 
It was a caress that they said leave
the herd went wrong
went wrong there.
Only gifts, only jokes
Carnivorous fantasy,
Mud the whole earth.
 
In the yards of winter
tell me fairytales
in which you win.
 

Valerie

Sweet Valerie
you should not play around.
I could not love you more
than this,
than this,
my darling—
my darling.
 
You see me watching you
through half-closed eyes.
You will not go out
never and never again
from my heart,
from my heart,
my darling—
my darling.
 
I will hold on to the memory
of your kisses.
You will remember
all of my sighs.
 
Mine!
 
Sweet Valerie
you should not play around.
I could not love you more
than this,
than this,
my darling—
my darling.
 

Ships on dry land

Ships came out on dry land and headed for the mountains
who ever saw a boat in Helmos
a steamer in Metsovo
 
Who ever saw a night with two moons
Who ever saw a sun like a sea urchin
and fish and birds in love swimming in the sky
 
Ships came out on dry land and got lost in the snow
and he who dreamt about them is still waiting for them
 
Who ever saw a lighthouse in Psiloritis a white sail in Elassona
and a ship from Crete docking in Ksanthi and Komotini
 
Who ever saw a night with two moons
Who ever saw a sun like a sea urchin
and fish and birds in love swimming in the sky
 

Boat

The silver moon fell into the sea
And two seagulls bowed down to see it
You were seen, my love, alone in the seashore
And the nightingales started singing again
 
I grabbed sea water within my two hands
And I light up the stars up high, while waiting for you, waiting for you
And I light up the stars up high, while waiting for you, waiting for you
 
Don't take long, my love, and someone else will take you
And thus, the moon won't come out
The sea will go silent, the nightingale will be lost
And you'll be left alone at the dawn
 
I grabbed sea water within my two hands
And I light up the stars up high, while waiting for you, waiting for you
And I light up the stars up high, while waiting for you, waiting for you
 

I wasn't drinking wine

I wasn't drinking wine because I love you
I'd rather die than telling you
 
I wouldn't take a sip so you wouldn't find out
And every night I died, without being resurrected
 
I didn't use to smoke so I woulnd't set myself on fire
I let my flame go to waste, so I'll be put out, I'll be lost
 
I wasn't holding a knife so I wouldn't stab myself
I walked on waves and sometimes in the bottom of the sea
 
I understood well that you don't love me
I took in my tear and I bid you farewell
 
You will lose, my eyes 1, and I'll be bitter
I'd rather die than loving you
 
Love that can't be spoken of, a fire without smoke
And i turned to wine so I can change my sky
 
I wasn't drinking, you didn't want me, you don't like me while I am
I think, my love, that you don't know how to love
I think, my love, you don't know what you're after
 
I loved you a lot and thus I forgive you
And I'll cut down on water instead of wine
Instead of cutting down on wine, cut down on water
 

• 1. Meaning 'my love', not literally

Festival of Saint Jerome

Festival of Saint Jerome
you make me remember:
beneath a beautiful curtain
how the Ixtepecana1 sways her dress2
to the son3 of the Zandunga4,
your night is the lover of my song.5
 
Festival of Saint Jerome
you make me remember:
the carving of the wax,6
the mayordomos7 and the corral
where the wild bulls
will be mounted by the Zapotec men.
 
I remember a beautiful bygone era8
with its delicately lit lanterns,
the enchantment of its castles9
and the happiness they'd bring when lit.10
 
Festival of Saint Jerome
you make me remember:
the tossing of the fruit11
the fishermen12 and their offerings,
when a delicious stew
beneath an arbor13 tastes exquisite.
 
Festival of Saint Jerome
I shall never forget you
because your traditions
are of the people who live in me,
and should I not attend one day,
my sons are there, they're yours too.
 
I remember a beautiful bygone era
with its delicately lit lanterns,
the enchantment of its castles
and the happiness they'd bring when lit.
 

• 1. a demonym for a woman from Ixtepec, Oaxaca, Mexico.
• 2. the traditional Oaxacan dress consists of two piece: the huipil (a blouse usually made from velvet and embroidered with colorful flowers) and a long skirt (also made of velvet and embroidered with the same colorful flowers). At the bottom of the skirt, intricate lace frills are sown at it's edges. This part is what's called an 'olán'. For a visual, see .
• 3. refers to the 'son Mexicano' (the Mexican son) which is a category of Mexican folk music and dance that encompasses various regional genres, all of which are called son. The word 'son' means 'sound'.
• 4. a traditional Mexican folk song and 'son' (see note for 'son Mexicano')
• 5. lit. 'the night [that your festival falls on] is the bride to whom I sing of. The night of the festival is personified as a lover of the singer, who he sings for.
• 6. the community comes together and makes candles to offer them to the saint that's being celebrated. The day is signaled with a flute and a pre-Hispanic drum being played early in the morning. The candles are hung on a circular band made of wood or rope to let the candles drip and dry. For a visual see .
• 7. lit. 'butlers', they serve a different purpose in Oaxacan culture. 'Mayordomos' are men selected to be in change of overseeing all kinds of festivals and ceremonies.
• 8. the act of saints
• 9. not actual castles, they're just called that. They're decorated with fireworks, when they're lit they burst into different colors to illuminate the shape of the structure (could be flowers, crosses etc.) and some will even move by spinning as they burn. See .
• 10. could refer to the actual lighting up of the castles with the lanterns or the fireworks in the background.
• 11. a tradition in Oaxaca where women prove themselves to the men by climbing onto rooftops and tossing over fresh fruit to the men below.
• 12. also spelled 'tarrayeros', these are fishermen who catch fish (and shrimp) with a specific kind of net, a red cone-shaped fishing net. The word literally means 'person who casts [a red cone-shaped fishing net] in a circular motion'. For a visual see .
• 13. constructed with wood and dried palm leaves. See for a visual.

Neria

Neria
Neria, oh
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
God is with you Neira
God is with you
To loose a husband sister
needs you to have a strong heart
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
God is with you Neria
God is with you
Neria
Neria, oh
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
God is with you Neria
God is with you
Life is a turning wheel
Beware the winds made of trials
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
God is with you Neria
God is with you
Women are treated like slaves
Living like orphans
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Be brave, may your heart be brave
God is with you
Love is envious
Separating those that love
Don't let your heart be troubled Sister
God is with you
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Be full of courage Neria
God is with you
Neria
Neria, oh
Don't let your heart be troubled Neria
God is with you
Be full of courage Neria
God is with you
 

Periphery

Between Tiveria (Tiberius) to Afula and between Eilat to Tzafat (Safed)
there is a winding road and there is one language
From Shlomi until Acco (Acre) and until Kiryat Shmonah
Here is the heart of the state
 
They say to me periphery, see a tough life
I see it all, the heart of the people
and how the children here, give us hope
a place of love
 
Even if difficult does not change
and forever will burn in me belief
that my path is correct
will not remove from me the neighborhood
 
periphery - beautiful people
no lock on the door and the heart is free
a sea of quiet, embracing
shouting - this is my city
 
life of dreams and... working in shifts
come visit and not only at election time
because here I grew up between all the housing complexes
and even after years, it still burns from within
 
Even if difficult does not change
and forever will burn in me belief
that my path is correct
will not remove from me the neighborhood
 
periphery - beautiful people
no lock on the door and the heart is free
a sea of quiet, embracing
shouting - this is my city
 
how many, how many - beautiful people
everyone shines with one thousand smiles
a sea of quiet, embracing
shouting - this is my city
 

Everything was gone by the summer

Everything was gone by the summer
your wild hair during the sea storm
our rendezvous at one o'clock.
Everything was gone by the summer
your dark eyes, the scarf
the small chapel with the candle.
Everything was gone by the summer
including both of us, hand by hand.
 
Everything was gone by the summer
with the faded innuendos
the ripped sailcloths.
Into the foam dust and the seaweeds,
everything was taken and left afar
the quivering vows in the blast.
Everything was gone by the summer
including both of us, hand by hand.
 

Oh Valeria!

Gardener, come.
Tell me what has happened
to my lovely Valeria,
the flower of Eden.
 
Gardener, please,
today I want to know
what is it that's happened
to that precious flower.
 
Exquisite flower,
why have you left?
Oh what sadness.
Oh what pain.
 
Gardener of love,
tell me please,
where has she gone to,
my precious Valeria.
 
Gardener, come.
Tell me what has happened
to my lovely Valeria,
the flower of Eden.
 
I used to take care of her.
I used to give her affection,
fertilizer
and above all, love.
 
If you have seel her there,
tell her that I don't hate her.
I'm not resentful,
and I desire for her
hap-pi-ness.
 
Valeria, I'm calling you.
Valeria, you don't answer me.
(Hear me Valeria.)
But girl,
I don't know where you are hiding yourself.
(Hear me Valeria.)
Yours with me was a comedy.
(Hear me Valeria.)
Gardener, tell me, where is Valeria?
(Hear me Valeria.)
 
(And where is she?)
Where?
(Valeria, where will she be?)
Look how you left me
(And where is she? Valeria, where will she be?)
with a wound in my soul
(And where is she? Valeria, where will she be?)
and my heart without calm.
(And where is she? Valeria, where will she be?)
Keep spending the time looking for her.
 
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Where?
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
In Vitacura?1
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Walk slowly.
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Be careful.
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Goodbye Valeria
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
and may it go well with you.
 
(Hear me Valeria.)
I want you to tell her
(Hear me Valeria.)
if you see her, gardener,
(Hear me Valeria.)
how much, how very much
that I miss her,
(Hear me Valeria.)
how very much that I miss her.
 
Walk slowly.
Be careful.2
Ouch!
 

• 1. Vitacura = Location in Chile, apparently.
  (Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
  Ha ha ha ha ha haSounds like crying
• 2. More research needs to be done. Perhaps this is equivalent to 'take care of yourself'.

Today, tomorrow, or now?

Versions: #2
Today, tomorrow, or now?
Let's clear things up sooner rather than later
The time of our separation has come,
it might be better for both of us this way
Let's clear things up sooner rather than later
 
Today, tomorrow, or now?
And if we wait, what are we gonna get out of it?
Since nagging broke like a storm,
down that path we will both become miserable
And if we wait, what are we gonna get out of it?
 
Today, tomorrow, or now?
Since it's impossible for us to live together
and since we're only going downhill,
it's better to break up now
Since it's impossible for us to live together
 

Algerian National Anthem - (The Promise/The Pledge)

Versions: #2
We swear by the lightning that destroys,
By the righteous holy blood,
By the beating glistering flags,
That flutter on the high and distant mountains,
We have risen so now its liberty or death,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
We are soldiers who have revolted in the name of righteousness,
For our independence, We raised the banners of War,
When we spoke they paid no heed,
So we took the thundering bullet buzzards for our speech,
And the harrowing symphonies of Machine gun fire as our theme,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
O France, your oppression is history now,
We folded it like the pages in a book do,
O France, this is the day of reckoning,
Get ready to receive an answer from us!
In our revolution, we stopped the talking and took matters into our own hands,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
Our heroes shape our soldiers,
On their torn remains we create glory!
And on our souls, we ascend immortality!
And on our shoulders, the waving banners will be,
Liberation Front (organization) we have given you our word,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
The mournful cry of our country echos from the battlefield,
Hear it and respond to it,
Let it be written with the blood of the martyrs,
For the generations to come to read,
Oh, Glory, we hold our hand out to you,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 

Valeria

I live in an illusion
Which will never be true
If I get to your station
I fly to another reality
Oh Valeria
Oh Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs I imagine
How you would kiss
Valeria
 
In the city there is no longer
A single street in which I don’t think of you
Wanting to kiss you
What do I do walking around Madrid?
Today everything tells me that if I pluck up the courage
Like a child at a fair
I’m on the verge of a heart attack
For your love Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs
I imagine
How you would kiss
Oh Valeria
 
Oh Valeria
Oh Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs I imagine
How you would kiss
Valeria
If I look at you I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs
I imagine
How you would kiss
Oh Valeria
 

Serial Killer Talk

You need to find a new culprit
If it all goes wrong
Need a new suspect
Because it was far from a perfect crime
 
Did well to bury her
Too bad you were careless
You left fingerprints on the shovel
 
Why doesn't anyone else believe it was just an ordinary crime?
Even if the investigation doesn't know where to look
I've seen more than one reporter walking around
They already started to publish that's a serial killer
 
The police are faced with a corpse
Associates with a number of other deaths
By traumas, by cuts
These are really disturbing images
 
The coroner reports extensively
And attests to the refinements of cruelty
Six women of the same age
All of them were killed in the middle of the afternoon
 
You need to step out in disguise
When you leave the county
Need a discreet car
Don't worry, everything will be alright
 
Try to leave false clues
Cross the river by the rafts
Take a ride and head south
 
I made the same mistake as you sometime ago
They put me in jail, but I got away
I hid in a mountain cabin for a month
And not to brag, but I killed well over six
 
The police identify in the images
A guy at a sawdust shop
A cordial-looking old man
Come at night and buys ten pounds of lime
 
The patrol follows him and arrives in a house
That seems long abandoned
There are several bodies buried in the yard
But no sign of the serial killer
 

I will smash glasses

Versions: #2
I'll smash the cups because of the words you said
and glasses cause of the bitter words
Aman aman, I am burning
Aman aman, I am loving you
 
Aah ikitelli* aman yallah** tsiftetelli***
 
Yesterday at night I saw in my dream
that your hair was surrounding your neck
Aman aman, I am burning
Aman aman, I am loving you
 
Aah ikitelli* aman yallah* tsiftetelli*
 
Irini

Lottery of Babylon

Go! Go! Go!
And scream to the world that you're right
You learned everything while you were mute
Now it is necessary to shout and sing Rock
And demonstrate the theorem of life and the tricks of chess
Of chess!
 
You have the answers to the questions
You solved the equations you didn't know
And there's nothing left to do but
Truths and truths more truths and truths to tell me
To declare!
 
Everything that had to be wept has already been cried
You have already fulfilled the twelve labours
Rewrote books from past centuries
Signed duplicates, invented decks of cards
 
Walked by day and slept at night.
Repaired phonographs to listen to music
You know snippets of the Bible by heart
You know magic recipes for love
 
You know in Mars an old farmer friend
Who taught you to have the good and the best
The best!
 
But what you don't fully know
It's how making money
But this is easy and you won't stop
You have no questions to ask
Because you only have truths to say
To declare!
 

Spanish Qualities

Courtyard that smells of romance,
Of couplets and roses, and orange blossoms.
The Spanish night escapes,
that with its darkness knew how to cover you.(x2)
 
Like a carnation that bursts,
Your blood-red mouth gave me a kiss,
And in that kiss there remained
The nights, the couplets, the roses and me.
 
Behind the lace screen
The flower pots and flowers could hear
in a pleasant sigh, a sigh from the soul,
what he wanted to tell you.
 
ahhhahhh...
 
The clacking of castanets, the courtyard
which the gypsy filled with celebration.
A kiss that has been mostly mine,
That from your mouth, made me tremble.
Something that was more than a kiss,
Something that is more than kissing.
A kiss that left in my life, guitars
and couplets and orange blossoms.(x2)
 

It'd Be Easier

Perhaps it was my lack of time
Or maybe all those moments of silence
That we never let speak
 
Perhaps your patience grew weary
And you forgot that I was on my way
And didn't want to wait any longer
 
There's no need for me to tell you
Or for you to tell me that we screwed up
 
It'd be easier, but no
I won't pretend that it doesn't hurt
Knowing that it wasn't enough
Knowing that no matter how much I try
I can't avoid the fact that it's over
It'd be easier to hate each other
Because it's impossible to accept
And, to all the things we had planned
We now have to say goodbye
 
Perhaps I filled myself with fears
We had better moments
That can no longer return
 
There's no need for me to tell you
Or for you to tell me that we screwed up
 
It'd be easier, but no
I won't pretend that it doesn't hurt
Knowing that it wasn't enough
Knowing that no matter how much I try
I can't avoid the fact that it's over
It'd be easier to hate each other
Because it's impossible to accept
And, to all the things we had planned
We now have to say goodbye
 
There's no need for me to tell you
Or for you to tell me that we screwed up
 
There's no need to point fingers
Or for us to blame anyone else
It'd be easier
 

How It Would Be

How would it be?
 
If it will happen with you
Let it be without fear
If you tell me to let it go
Then, let it go without fear
 
I walk without knowing where to step
Where are you to guide me to the end?
If it is not forever, I will not even fake
Then, let death come and separate us, and still
 
You want much more from me
And if you gave more of yourself, how would it be?
I give you so much more of me
This is how I feel
Like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
 
And fix our faults
No other stories to confuse
I see it written deep down
Two against the world without giving up
 
Forget our differences
Change this talk because I already know (how it would be)
How can love be blind
If we two combine? And I already know (how it would be)
 
You want much more from me
And if you gave more of yourself, how would it be?
I give you so much more of me
This is how I feel
Like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
 
You want much more from me
And if you gave more of yourself, how would it be?
I give you so much more of me
This is how I feel
Like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
 

All That You Wanted to Know About Yourself (But Were Afraid To Ask)

I love your flaws
So many that I don't know
Where I should begin
 
I love your problems
They're so big that I don't know
Where they'll lead
 
I think you
Should be more complexed
I think you
Should say more nonsensical things
 
I love your lies
They're so good that I'd rather believe them
I love your clumsy ways
It's so grave
That I stop breathing
 
I think you
Should undress
Walk to the mirror
And see yourself with your mouth
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
But were afraid to ask
 
I think you
Should undress
Walk to the mirror
And see yourself with your mouth
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
But were afraid to ask
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
 
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Look Our End

See our end that blows towards me
I won't be afraid of the fire
I will be here with open arms
to be burned to be burned in the breaking up
 
I don't feel anger I don't feel wrath
Like land from the land I will be burned
I don't feel anger I don't feel wrath
In front of the fire I know how to love you
 
Thank you for as long as your kiss was
Thank you for as long as your body was
This little one for me was enough
Thank you for the life, my life
for the nail that instead of saying my wound
I hurt but I said I love you
 
See our end, it doesn't write goodbye
You die and I give birth to you
Cause one can breathe for both
even after even after the breaking up
 
Thank you for as long as your kiss was
Thank you for as long as your body was
This little one for me was enough
Thank you for the life, my life
for the nail that instead of saying my wound
I hurt but I said I love you
 

How Good I am (Andalusian Dance Song)

For a gypsy verse,
With a strong feeling,
The Gypsies from Triana give
All they have earned in a year.
 
Oh, how I love you gypsy man of my soul,
Even if you don't think as I do!
Kissing the flowers I spend my life,
Kissing the flowers of May and April,
Because mountain flowers
Soothe the pain I feel because of you.
 
Everyone says I'm good,
And I choose to believe that I am bad,
Why won't I uproot this pain
That I carry written on my soul.
How good I am, How bad I am.
 
What I want most in my life,
Even though it's my downfall,
Are the pains and joys
That I feel because of this gypsy.
 
Oh, how I love you gypsy man of my soul,
Even if you don't think as I do!
My beloved Triana, because you are the queen,
Flowers and the Guadalquivir river embrace you,
You carry the Torre del Oro as an ornament in your hair
And you have within you the cradle of gypsy art.
 
(Refrain)
 

Antennák

Az élet egy zuhatag
a folyóban már az egyik
estében újfent a másik
 
Az űrben úszkálunk
halljuk az ígéretet
elveszejtjük magunkat
de mindent újratalálunk
 
Mert mi vagyunk, akik szeretnénk játszani
mindig menetre készen
de te soha nem akarsz maradni.
 
És egyedüliek kik akarunk választani
mindig akarunk játszani
de te soha nem szeretnél veszíteni
 
Antennák az égben,
kicsit elveszted fejed
felszabadítod életed
 
Az élet egy vízesés,
iszunk a folyóból,
majd visszafordulunk és felépítjük falainkat
 
Az űrben úszkálunk
halljuk az igét
elveszejtjük magunkat
de visszatalálunk…
 
Mert mi vagyunk, akik szeretnénk játszani
mindig menetre készen
de te soha nem akarsz maradni.
 
És egyedüliek kik akarunk választani
mindig akarunk játszani
de te soha nem szeretnél veszíteni
 
Csápok az égben,
kicsit elveszted fejed
felszabadítod életed
 
Antennák, oly magasságokban
mikor felszabadítod látásod
örök jutalmat kapsz.
 
Antennák az égben
kicsit elveszted fejed
felszabadítod életed
 
Antennák, oly magasságokban
mikor felszabadítod szemeid
örök jutalom beterít.
 

Serial

Can't seem to wake up on this bad morning
The medicine and alcohol mixing in my blood
My throat craves something to drink
But all I can find is this empty bottle
 
I don't remember what happened last night
Yet somehow I found my way home
There's still some red left on my hands
And the smell of iron clings to my nose
 
My body aches, my Walther is out of bullets
Something bad went down last night
The demon inside me woke up again
Devouring everything in its path in an instant
 
Even the doctor has given up on the disease
Believe me, it's all true
I don't know what went wrong
Maybe... it's something I secretly wanted!?
 
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Over and over, another relapse
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Snip＆Snap, it never stops, what the hell!?
 
Thinking about the past I can't change
But the future will be one I make
I'll smother the fear of this unknown being
Put it in a bottle with the lid shut tight
 
I start to shake so I wrap myself in blankets
It didn't take me too long to forget about it
An uncomfortable sweat and a dry throat
I keep thinking about the kick from the gunshot
 
I can fix it, can't I?
Gotta enjoy life while I still can
These hands, these eyes, they belong to me
I'll realize every moment as hope
 
That monster has no wins or losses
But I don't need to be afraid anymore
Under the sheets, the bed was still warm
It was all just a nightmare
 
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Over and over, another relapse
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Snip＆Snap, it never stops, what the hell!?
 
Again, the dark night makes me feel sick
I run to the bathroom but something's wrong!
In the mirror is a face that looks like mine but isn't
It looks like you're trying to come back again
 
Who made me this way?
Did god change my blues to reds?
Anger and pain, he takes over my brain
If I shred it all off, will I be released?
 
The demon smiles and puts the Walther to his temple
I finally got you, but why are you still laughing?
I pull the trigger and stare at the bright red fireworks
What a beautiful sight...
 

Bohemia

It's an unknown world for him.
Montmartre in these old days
was adorned with lilac
that was blooming under windows.
Within these four walls,
although we were suffering hunger,
it was like in the seventh heaven.
We had each other of course:
a poor painter and me next to him.
 
Bohemia, Bohemia -
it's equal to knowing the taste of happiness.
Bohemia, Bohemia -
not eating, living miserable life.
 
In buzzy cafés
every of us was waiting
for the fame to find him/her.
'Eh, the time will come
when the world will appreciate us!',
he used to say without hesitation.
And when in the kitchen
the boss let us eat something
in return for new canvas,
tomorrow was nothing,
an old furnace was warming us
and you were saying a poem.
 
Bohemia, Bohemia -
it's the glamour of your beauty.
Bohemia, Bohemia -
and every of us was a genius.
 
I sometimes laughed when
you had to sit in front of easels all night.
You were constantly retouching
the circle of my breast,
the shape of my hips.
When dawn broke the night,
there was time for a sip of coffee.
It was life that was calling us...
and in the strangest delight we were loving each other.
A new day was coming.
 
Bohemia, Bohemia -
it means to be 20 years old.
Bohemia, Bohemia -
wind was raving in our pockets.
 
When I'll stray there,
the address and number will be the same
but that's it.
I can't recognise
any of old places
from my crazy youth.
I'm running up the stairs but
the trace of your atelier has already disappeared
once and for always.
Old Montmartre in a new vesture became sadder...
and lilacs don't bloom the anymore.
 
La Bohème, la Bohème -
today you can only dream of it.
'la Bohème', 'la Bohème' -
these words mean nothing today.
La Bohème, la Bohème,
La Bohème, la Bohème,
La Bohème, la ....
 

Hymn on the Chechen Republic of Ichkeria

We were born that night that the wolf gave birth.
In the morning, in the presence of lions’ roars, we were given names.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
In eagles’ nests, our mothers nourished us.
On stormclouds, our fathers taught us how to tame horses.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
Our mothers gave birth to us for the people and for the homeland.
And we bravely rose to their call.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
We grew up free among mountain eagles.
We proudly overcame difficulty and obstacles.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
The granite cliffs, like lead, will melt
before the horde of enemies will make us bow!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
The ground will be engulfed in flames
before we will stand before the grave, having given up our honor!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
We will never submit to anyone.
Death or freedom – we will get one or the other.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
Our sisters heal our wounds with song.
The feats in battle will lift the eyes of our loved ones.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
If they try to starve us, we will gnaw on roots!
If they try to dehydrate us, we will drink the dew from the grass!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
We were born that night that the wolf gave birth.
God, our people, and our homeland – we only serve them!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 

On the void afternoons

Versions: #2
On the void afternoons
when I plummet away from you,
I'll be extending my step of my life on the wave
and be calling for you.
 
And within the night storms
I'll be slipping cross your kisses
and some memories like caresses
or lit up sails will be crossing my mind.
 
And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat
and my heart tangoes up like it flips.
Me, within some mirrored streets, I'll look for the crooks
for losing all those things that I love. [x2]
 
On these floating memories,
I write all my stars off.
The curtain falling
from the time's eroding I seek to grasp.
 
And any marks that I bear,
I'll cover them with dreams.
Like a old love letter
in a worn off jacket for you I'll seek.
 
And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat
and my heart tangoes up like it flips.
Me, within some mirrored streets, I'll look for the crooks
for losing all those things that I love. [x2]
 
And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat
and my heart tangoes up like it flips....
 
Οι μεταφράσεις μου μέχρι ένα εφικτό σημείο είναι δικές μου. Δέχομαι βελτιώσεις μόνο αν θεωρώ ότι κάποια μετάφρασή μου έχει παράδοθεί ελλιπής ή εντελώς εσφαλμένη.
My translations are mine up to a considerable extent. I accept improvements only if I consider that any translation of mine has been delivered inaccurate or completely wrong.

Heart Matters

There's nothing new on the news
More unemployment in our backyard1
A man sick of inflation
Died of a information attack
 
There's nothing left of what was mine
I don't know anything about you for a long time
And they don't broadcast on television
These heart matters
 
Explosions, fires, floods
Plagues, contradictions
They sound banal in comparison
To these heart matters
 
The radio announcer doesn't even want to know
About my love that doesn't want me anymore
The world falls down on information
Oblivious to the heart matters
 
Two enemy continents
Made an agreement on the news
They made peace on television
I and my love didn't
 
Explosions, fires, floods,
Plagues, contradictions
Mere events without dimension
In comparison to the heart matters
 
The president spoke to the nation
But I'm not in sync
Where does the button
Of these heart matters turn off?
 

• 1. In this context, it means 'little country'

Sky, erase the stars

Sky, erase the stars
Someone else is holding her in his two hands tonight
And I am in pain.
She's embraced another man
She values nothing
And I'm drowning in complaints
 
If only I could become a flame
So I could burn all the lies that she's hidden inside her heart
If only I could become the wind
So I could leave, far away from her
 
Sky, erase the stars
And the pain of the knives
That were nailed into my heart tonight
And when you see her, she'll weep
Tell her that I haven't stopped truly loving her
 
-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

TV Serials

[verse 1]
Everything will be alright
Someday everything will be as you wish
We're smoking in the kitchen
And waiting the next day to come
I know that it'll be fine
Someday everything will be just right
We're watching tv serials
And chatting with you for hours
 
[chorus]
It's already spring on the outskirts
Dry pavement under our feet
Snow melted
Sometimes even Moscow is so cramped
I wish I would never think of you again
 
[verse 2]
I woke up at half past seven
And I don't remember when I woke up the last time
I drank two cups of coffee
Smoked a couple of cigarettes
And said to myself:
'Everything will be alright
Someday things will be different from what is now'
We smoke cigarettes
And we keep silent with you for hours
 
[chorus]
It's already spring on the outskirts
Dry pavement under our feet
Snow melted
Sometimes even Moscow is so cramped
I wish I would never think of you again
 

Siberia

The Ice mix up
with the sky, with the eyes
and when the gloom approaches
I'd want to enrapture the cold
in a sunny day
that could come back suddenly
 
Maybe tonight,
if I've crossed
the street that I cannot see
then in a moment
i'll cover distances
to reach the fire
alive under the snow
 
Our eyes scared
in the frozen rooms,
at the glow of burnt petroleum
and over the wall only silence,
over the wall only ice and silence.
 
I'll wait this night thinking about you,
I will cover my breath in the snow
then in a moment different from others
I'll cover the heft of those distances...
of those distances... of those distances...
Of those distances...