A keresés eredménye oldal 1

Ride, ride!

Versions: #1
Ride, ride along the beaches
The sun is setting behind Arna mountain
The darknes spreads it’s shadows
Ghosts come out when darknes falls
 
The lord guides my mount, but home is still a long way to go
 
[repeat]
 
The fox cries, cries from behind the hills
The sheep flees in terror from it’s claws
But who is calling, calling from below the ground?
The mountain king comes out of his realm
 
He walks an outlaw in the shadows, hunting like the fox for lost sheep
 
[rep]
 
The eleven queen dances across the sands, ride, yes ride if you value your life
 
Flee the beautiful eleven queens hand, the riders soul to capture she desires
 
I would sacrifice my best horse, if it would let me reach Kida Gil
 
[rep]
 

Nothing More

I don't want anything, I just
want you to not leave me,
face to face, with life.
I won't die if you leave me
because without you I don't know how to live.
 
And I'm not asking you for anything else,
that you don't let me succumb.
I'm begging you
don't take the warmth away from me,
of your love and your kisses,
that, if I need light
of your glance that is my sun,
my life will be a burden.
 
How much snow would be in my life
without the fire of your eyes?
And my lost soul
bleeding from the wound,
would let itself die.
And in my longing,
I'll fill my soul with mist.
The blue of the sky will die,
on my wakefulness
watching you leave.
 
I don't want anything, I just
want the lie of your love as charity.
What am I going to do if you leave me
with this disappointment void?
Don't go, I'm begging you,
don't break my heart apart.
If you don't do it for love,
do it for compassion.
But, I'm begging you, don't leave me.
I'll never bother you,
I'll be a shadow on your feet,
tossed in some corner.
 
How much snow would be in my life
without the fire of your eyes?
And my lost soul
bleeding from the wound,
would let itself die.
And in my longing,
I'll fill my soul with mist.
The blue of the sky will die,
on my wakefulness
watching you leave.
 

Charming, dear and fervent eyes

Charming and dear
fervent eyes,
who has made you stingy
with your beautiful, lustrous gleams?
If I look at your
glances I can only see flashes and darts:
Nor can I see any longer that smile
that made your countenance so elusive.
 

Gyrfalcon

On the top of the Changbai Mountain,
stepping onto the white snow,
I see my Gyrfalcon, God of Eagles, flying in the vast sky.
I walk through the forest,
drawing my bow,
Oh, the boy who draws a bow,
walk proudly!
 
the Gyrfalcon flying,
overlooks the white land,
fighting the wild wind,
proudly without fear,
the boy walks around,
looking for the colorful light that shines,
courage, strength, endurance, firmness cast our faith!
 
šanggiyan alin (Changbai Mountain)
is the root of Manchu people,
sahaliyan ula (Heilongjiang River)
is the root of Manchu people,
 
šanggiyan alin (Changbai Mountain)
is the root of Manchu people,
sahaliyan ula (Heilongjiang River)
is the root of Manchu people,
 
On the top of the Changbai Mountain,
stepping onto the white snow,
I see my Gyrfalcon, God of Eagles, flying in the vast sky.
I walk through the forest,
drawing my bow,
Oh, the boy who draws a bow,
walk proudly!
 
the Gyrfalcon flying,
overlooks the white land,
fighting the wild wind,
proudly without fear,
the boy walks around,
looking for the colorful light that shines,
courage, strength, endurance, firmness cast our faith!
 
šanggiyan alin (Changbai Mountain)
is the root of Manchu people,
sahaliyan ula (Heilongjiang River)
is the root of Manchu people,
 
šanggiyan alin (Changbai Mountain)
is the root of Manchu people,
sahaliyan ula (Heilongjiang River)
is the root of Manchu people,
 
In the East where the sun rises,
the mountains and the rivers,
has bred the diligent and brave people,
their cause,
shines like the bright sun,
Proudly, I call it,
Manchu!
 
On the top of the Changbai Mountain,
stepping onto the white snow,
I see my Gyrfalcon, God of Eagles, flying in the vast sky.
I walk through the forest,
drawing my bow,
Oh, the boy who draws a bow,
walk proudly!
 
the Gyrfalcon flying,
overlooks the white land,
fighting the wild wind,
proudly without fear,
the boy walks around,
looking for the colorful light that shines,
courage, strength, endurance, firmness cast our faith!
 

Bécs hív

Halló, Bécs éppen most hív
Halló, halló, Bécs éppen most hív
Halló, oho, Bécs éppen most hív
Halló, oho, Bécs éppen most hív
 
Arról beszélve
Stella Rióban ül - Stella Tokióban fekszik
Férfiak érdeklődnek a tűzről, meg még másokról is amúgy
Cuki Krisz, nagyon hiányzol - a lábad és az arcod
Rólam le tudsz mondani - de azért a luxusról nem.
Mivel játszanak ma a kislányok itt és ott és amott,
vagy Tucsonban, Arizónában, Torontoban, Kanadában
Bécs, csak Bécs, te ismersz kívül-belül
Te ismersz
Bécs, Bécs, egyes-egyedül te, hová tűntek a nőid
Ohoho, telefonkezelő (olyan egyedül vagyok)
Ohoho, telefonkezelő (gyere már át hozzám)
 
Halló, oho, Bécs éppen most hív
Halló, oho, Bécs éppen most hív
 
Kettő, egy, nulla - a vészjelző ég
Bécs is bajban - csa-csa-csa
Bécs éppen most hív, Bécs éppen most hív
 
És hirtelen Máriát Marilynnek hívják és Éva Yvonne lett
Egy fiatal Bogart* csügg az ajkain, kicsim, és hívja: gyere
A bongyorkákat kisimítják, a táncosokat megállítják
4 óra 45 van, most fogják a poziciót kipróbálni
 
Mivel játszanak a kislányok...
Bécs, Bécs, te ismersz...
Ohoho, telefonkezelő...
Halló, oho, Bécs éppen most hív...
Kettő, egy, nulla - a vészjelző ég...
Halló, oho, Bécs éppen most hív...
 

Signore Falco

Im tired of going in circles
if what we wanted happened for a little bit
it would be beautiful, but it would be a dream
and if you got up from your bed it will be painful
i said
Im tired of going in circles
Ill drink another glass
then we will leave
the same today and tomorrow again
the printers working and printing the same page
 
Im tired of going in circles
we are angels swimming in poverty
we will never learn to even take a step
nevertheless I asked you
Shall we dance?
I got tired but it doesn't matter
here I don't care who we make fun of
here in a place of music where they don't respect me
that's why I have a debt to show them that it doesn't show
 
Fuck I'm tired
On my date with loneliness I arrived first by mistake
alone from the depths
it hurt, the mistake, of a romantic orientation that will change somewhere somehow
I swear I love what I write
and its an oxymoron because I write what I hate
I write what we don't have, not to take it
just because it is nice to look at
think about it
 
Love me
Give me a smile and I promise to make my demons a lamp
My muse, give me your eyes so I can continue to make your breath my worlds cover
 
Despite all of that, I fly into the sunset alone, i think it is better
Nothing is following me and I don't have to reach anything
Sometimes I remember that I wanted you
The last cigarette I light, the last two verses I write, the clouds are so dreamy, why should I come to your world
my art is innocent signore falco
 
I love me and hate me like the void in my apparent world, give me a pencil so I can write as much as I can
give me ten nights and a breakfast for every night where i waited to see my sun
Its human, the sadness gets up for the happiness to sit down, in a cyclical motif, I love to fall because one time I know Ill learn to fly
 
I love me and hate me like the void in my apparent world, give me a pencil so I can write as much as I can
give me ten nights and a breakfast for every night where i waited to see my sun
Its human, the sadness gets up for the happiness to sit down, in a cyclical motif, I love to fall because one time I know Ill learn to fly
and I thank you for that
 
I love me and hate me like the void in my apparent world, give me a pencil so I can write as much as I can
give me ten nights and a breakfast for every night where i waited to see my sun
Its human, the sadness gets up for the happiness to sit down, in a cyclical motif, I love to fall because one time I know Ill learn to fly
and I thank you for that
 
Signore Falco
Bloody Hawk
its the deterioration
2015
the hawkish
 

The day of the hawk

And the day of the hawk came
one morning in September,
they opened the day wide
they quartered his belly
 
And it was sliding downstream
at the gates of Santiago,
with the claws of fire
and with the eyes of the dragon
 
And your wife, begging
at the embassy in the grip of the winds
'' Please, give me a sign of hope
in this nest of snakes .'
 
And at the end of the evening
they turned off the fires in the stadium
'Please, give me a flower so as not to die
and a flag to die.'
 
And the day of the hawk came
under the artillery
of traitors, working for
a police chief
 
And it was sliding downstream
on the squares and on the Moneda 1
while Victor sang 2
he saw the falcon on its prey
 
'I do not sing to sing
nor for having a beautiful voice'
you shouted to the people in chains
to alleviate their pains
 
'I am singing for the guitar
that is right and has sentiment.'
while the knives blades
hissed in the wind.
 
' I don't sing to sing
nor for having a good voice
I'm singing because the guitar
is right , and has sentiment.'
 

• 1. Palacio de la Moneda, official home of the President of Chile
• 2. Victor Jara, voice of free Chile, murdered in 1973 in Estadio Chile by soldiers who supported the golpe against President Salvador Allende

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Sir Peder and his sister

Versions: #2
The king far to Ryninge goes
When the bird sings in the forest
Left there at home were the sister and brother
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Little Kerstin, may I have love willingly with you'
When the bird sings in the forest
'No for there comes many sins thereby'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Then I shall fabricate a lie about you'
When the bird sings in the forest
'Lie then, for no one believes you over me'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
When the king had returned from Ryninge said he:
When the bird sings in the forest
'And how fair then you, those who were left at home?'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Little Kerstin has done both whoring and murder'
When the bird sings in the forest
'The delicate small children, she lays them in the earth'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stands now with fictitious guilt
 
'How then shall the grass on the ground yet grow,'
When the bird sings in the forest
'When the father believes not his son?'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
The king then said two of his pages:
When the bird sings in the forest
'Go now to the forest and chop for me a pyre!'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stands now on the edge of the grave
 
Early rode the company, the graveyard was their goal
Then little Kerston was cast upon the reddest pyre
'My limbs burn red, my body burns blue,'
'God show mercy to me who shall be thereupon'
 
'Hear me now Sir Peder, and what I say to you,'
'In Jesus name I wish a litte water upon me'
So set he a horn upon the longest spear,
and the few small drops he spilled out.
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stand now in the glow of the flames
 
Then descended two doves of heaven
When the bird sings in the forest
When they ascended so were they three
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Then rose up two ravens of hell
When the bird sings in the forest
They took Sir Peder with both soul and body
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 

No Answer (Hello Germany)

I got up this morning felt so bad
It’s weird, really feel out of whack
I got the urge to call home and I
Go to the hook and pick up the phone, sayin‘ –
Just wanted to say to all my friends
„Calling West-Berlin,
Where all those roads lead to an end
Germany am I getting through?
Something’s up I need to talk to you.
 
Hello Germany do you hear me?
Via satellite do you hear me?
Hello, hello Germany do you hear me?
Is there someone or am I wrong?
 
A cup of coffee, cigarette baiting time
And I’m still hanging on that line
Ringing up that girl can’t be too soon
Saying hey, hey wakeup darling it’s afternoon
Got still no answer no reply
Gotta give it one last try
Operator I count on you
(Overseas operator, may I help you?)
You’re the one to put me through
 
Hello Germany...
 
Let me know
Let me know
 
Hello Germany do you hear me
(repeat til fade)
 

Mantis

I am a female but I'd like to play the part of a man
One day is enough for me to understand your mind
I am a mantis but you understood 'lover'
And if you give me your back it's not that convenient
 
I'm a mantis, I'm not like you
I do not pretend to be tough if than I have to do it all by myself
If I were a man I could understand your sighs
But I'm a female and for you I just have to su...
And shut up for a moment, if you want I'll take care of it
I do not know why but you just can not say 'Goodbye'
Like every mantis I know what I have to do
First I charm you and then I can eat you
 
I give up...
You are so free that: 'Next please!'
Advice...
From today, who is here is here, I am getting undress at nine
I want to be your widow ... mantis
You are the good and I am the treacherous ... mantis
 
I am a female, praying mantis
Without sin I can not be your bride
And not just men like to always do that
But for you that hole in the cement is ok too
A man has his woman, he wants at least a thousand more
The woman has three thousand men around but she wants the most stupid
As a true man you want your space but who knows why
Of so many spaces you really want to be inside me
 
And shut up for a moment! With you I become a monster
Then you complain that you preferred me before... and no!
My eyes are up here, I say it, you're an asshole
It is not an offence but an added value
 
You are harmless ...
You want to be the dragon and you're afraid of the fire
Advice...
From today, who is here is here, I am getting undress at nine
I want to make your widow ... mantis
You are the good and I am the treacherous ... mantis
 
Far from light years, there is no solution here
If I were a man I would die of performance anxiety
While you touch me you already feel like the ideal male
I only just think self-fertilization!
 
I give up...
You are so free that: 'Next please!'
Advice...
From today, who is here is here, I am getting undress at nine
I want to make your widow ... mantis
You are the good and I am the treacherous ... mantis
 

Old houses

Who lived,
who lived in these houses of yesterday?
Old houses that time has tarnished!
Old patios, damp colors,
with legends of nights of love...
I saw them, silvered by the moon
and bright with the sun's gold...
And today I see them, surrendered, awaiting
the sentence marked by the farewell...
And away they go, without resentment,
like the matador after the bull,
with no one to say goodbye to them!
 
They go, they go...
The old, beloved houses.
They're left over...
Their lives have ended.
The motor arrived with its roar
to tell them they had to leave!
Cruel time gnaws with its chisel,
and they had to die...
They go, they go...
Carrying their cross on their slopes!
How the shadows drift away
and vanish before the light!
 
Love...
Those patios also knew
love crowned by light.
Their walls kept the faith
and the sacred secrets of two.
Caresses lived there...
The sighs sang with passion!
Where did the kisses of yesterday go?
Where are the words of love?
Where is he, and where is she?
Like everything, they passed, just like these houses,
that will never return!
 

Little Bell

Amid the wild elation
We met again,
Mysterious masked one
Of that rowdy carnival.
Where are you, Little Bell,*
My spirited masked friend?
So lovely, so coquettish,
With your laugh that rings like crystal.
 
Bell, Little Bell,
Laugh, laugh, and don't cry!
Your youthful laughter
Is perfumed with your love.
Bell, Little bell,
Laugh, and don't hold back.
For although I'm not by your side,
I carry you in my heart.
 
Mysterious masked one,
For keeping my soul in suspense,
You offered me your carnation lips
In recompense.
And when we said goodbye,
Filled with sweet passion,
Your bell drowned out
The sound of our kiss.
 

Time

Does anybody really know, what time it is?
 
Everything´s searching for something else
and search the fastest way to happiness
Everybody wants to go forward this days,
Nobody wants to go back
No one has too little
but also never enough
We wanna change our face,
Our name, our look
Business Minifestos, schedules, you and me
The reason all behind is yeah you know,
It´s clear to see
The changes are
The magic words we are talking about
Change, change work it all out
 
Oh, oh, oh it´s all up to you?
And the boys are singing
Oh, oh, oh
What´ya gonna do?
 
Nothing ´cause
TIME changes the world
TIME changes the game
TIME changes the fame
Time, time, time, time
Technocrates in their ivory tower
Waiting hour after hour for the golden shower
Everything in the sign of the New Order
daily planning a new demand
 
No matter what the supervisor´s perspectives are
they make new perspectives each day
Walk all over us, we won´t complain
Then hot is the ice
but we won´t say anything
because we are wise
ref.
 

Dance Mephisto

We want the bad, that infinitely bad
Love as well as fear, providing they don't meet us
We want the destruction,
Eccentric compression of the shallow, stupid ,
Just like our neighbours who don't help us?
Who helps us? Who keeps the dance free for us?
 
Dance Mephisto, dance Mephisto
When you pack for the Devil, you will arrive naked
Dance Mephisto, dance Mephisto
Dance for us and keep going
Nothing stops our free dance
 
Keep the dance free for us
 
Dark-brown belt and dark-brown shoes
Probably tied at the back, the strict shirt (straitjacket?) in addition
Then ring out up and down old ways again
Each hall of our institution illuminate by our songs
Who helps us? Who helps us?
 
Dance Mephisto, dance Mephisto
When you pack for the Devil, you will arrive naked
Dance Mephisto, dance Mephisto
Hit them with your rhythm stick,
Demonstrate your psycho-trick.
 
Dance Mephisto, dance Mephisto
Take the clock dancer to the broken speaker
Dance Mephisto, dance Mephisto
Hit them with your rhythm stick,
Go on with your
 
Keep the dance free for us
 
Dance Mephisto, ...
 
Keep the dance free for us
Keep the dance, keep the dance free for us
 

The New Riches

We outwitted all of them,
We've shown the world
We know them all, both for and against
Our Appeal is world-wide
We need no language
In our world, we come together on credit
know our world credit one together,
We have cash and your Gigolos
My maitressen have no common interests
 
If you say I am your stereotype with hair and skin and car
It seems clear to me that we need no words
We pay ourselves
Between conception of the world and Success we drive a course
To the spirit of the time express
To Acapulco, Monaco, Switzerland
We are the newly wealthy - 'les nouveaux riches'
 
Oh oh oh - Are you one of the nouveaux riches
Oh oh oh - Making money is all you preach
Oh oh oh - Take a look at the nouveaux riches
Oh oh oh - oh oh oh - oh - say
 
I know my partner, not yours.
The quintessence of the language is poison
It gets better and it gets me
You love life - I love you
I'm a pilot - gladly a time traveller
And whenever you would like to go,
Come to me, I am ready
 
The astronaut in the spaceship sees know horizons
He flies and flies - yes, he flies into the white light
Not to De Janeiro and not to Nice
Not to the realms of the poor - but to the newly wealthy.
 
Oh oh oh - Are you one of the nouveaux riches
Oh oh oh - Making money is all you preach
Oh oh oh - Take a look at the nouveaux riches
Oh oh oh - oh oh oh - oh - say
 
Where do you go when the money's gone
Where do you go when you're all alone
Where do you go when wthere's no one there
Sell your soul (4 times)
 
Oh oh oh - Are you one of the nouveaux riches
Oh oh oh - Making money is all you preach
Oh oh oh - Take a look at the nouveaux riches
Oh oh oh - oh oh oh - oh - say
 

Hit Me

I got something for your mind, your body – soul
 
I know your secret, let me tell you who you are
You are too beautiful, to good to be true
I know what you´re missing
You miss yourself, you forgot yourself, you´re not me
or are you more than a shadow of yourself
Come with, come with, come with me through this door
Let me show you what I´m missing, come here to me
Do you want that, what I promise to you
I will give you what I need
You want it also, or not?
1.000 little deaths I´ll give to you
that beast in you belongs to me now
 
Hit me baby, drive me crazy
That beast in you belongs to me now
take me slowly, make me holy
hit me, hit me, hit me
 
When you come, you´re there, still so sincere
then I realise I always knew, die lust
that I saw in your eyes, captured me
my desire for you, makes me burn inside
burn inside you
I look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you
Again and again I see myself in you, what did I do to you
Are you enjoying this rage, is it that what you want
that I submit myself to you, when you choose me as you target
 
1.000 little deaths I´ll give to you
that beast in you belongs to me now
 
Hit me baby …
 
that beast in you belongs to me now
 

On the Run

West Berlin 1967
First impression, prison vans
Roadblocks against dreamers
You are looking for a fight
We don´t really mean to be bad
Cornering our generation in excess
Where the last solution is the gas
You´ll get the first prosecution
Whole Berlin is one dark cloud
And you´ll find yourself looking for a way out
Out...out...break out - on the run
 
Zurich 1982
Everything seems fine, empty squares everywhere
The protests had come to an end
The winner is the tax
On the shorelines no more fires
the outcome of fifteen years
Trying to keep everything under control
Old values are there to be enjoyed
Look where all that money is going
Throw the troublemakers out
and restore the opera house
What the order is today
Got everything thank God for that
just give yourself up freely
then the pressure will seize a bit
get the whole protest march together
and then capture them all
One thing in future is certain
they will come back and ask
what the new generation is thinking
about the order of today
Dark clouds, thunder and lightning
and you´ll find yourself on the run once again
on the run...
 

Seventeen Years (Old)

As soon as he saw you for the first time
It was very clear to him
Then you were seventeen,
and you preferred blond hair,
He deceived the Punk for everyone to see
fiery glances were then common
He was like always over-cool and
modern, stylish with cheque
Wonderfull!
You were only seventeen years old
born under a lucky star
Seventeen years old
Well, what was still valid then
He talks to you, you said 'cola-lemon'
already got that.
What kind of work do you do, how much do you earn
Come on, get it on, on and on!
 
The guy takes you to the dance floor,
you also like the champagne
He thought:'This will end positiv,
she must be good in bed,
ah how nice, in his bed.'
What he didn´t know, was:
You were seventeen years old
And also your mind on stardom
clever as ever
a wonder, ah! Seventeen years old.
 
than came the tenant personally
a moviestar without a payroll
and said:'come on, sugar sweet,
my Jet is waiting.
What a insult, without a payroll
off and on
What he knew now, was:
Seventeen years old
Image already clear
 

The Star of Moon and Sun

We fell in love on a hot summer night
I looked at her she at me -
love at first sight
She made a lover's vow,
she'd be mine
I said I'd love her 'till the end of time
And when she said:
does it feel good
Does it feel fine,
I said :yeah yeah yeah
 
You are the star of our days
You and I, no way back, no question
'cause you're the lucky one
The star of moon and sun (2 times)
 
Love is a strange phenomenon
It makes you happy, sad, it's never fun
Boy meets girl, heart meets heart
like tigers they tear each other apart
But when you say does it feel good
Does it feel fine
I say yeah yeah yeah
 
You are the star of our days
You and I, no way back, no question
'cause you're the lucky one
The star of moon and sun (2 times)
 

Psychos

They hate Softies, hate sweet brothers
Need no Leader, are they the song
The Dinks are a mystery, the Grumpies are too hip
The Posties too trendy, the Milkies too sick
 
The new anarchist class
has its plan exposed to never fight
Downtown has its ups and downs
Mainly with the strategy
People know:
 
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - they gotta say yes to another excess
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - the average of the things their only stress
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - they gotta say no to an average show
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - logical means it ain't not what it seems
 
As for isolated instances of the cases
They regard themselves always ready for the play of subtlety
The fantasy gives damp hours
Rolex and Armani dry all wounds
The new anarchist class
Nevertheless, high treason betrays itself
If, secretly, quietly and they put themselves out for everyone
 
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - they gotta say yes to another excess
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - the average of the things their only stress
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - they gotta say no to an average show
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - logical means it ain't not what it seems
 
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - they gotta say yes to another excess
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - the average of the things their only stress
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - they gotta say no to an average show
P.S.Y.C.H.O.S. - logical means it ain't not what it seems
 

Cowboyz And Indianz

Red Square, White House
Only Today and tomorrow
Hard times for the Soviets
The Bear is not a problem, because without Moos, it makes no impact
'Cause uncle Sam is playing space cadet
 
Rosko mandar malitschek (can Anyone translate russian?), But Sputnik is antique
Why Glorify the S.D.I.
At the galaxy pub, they share a long drink up
Ever further on the conductors
Reach the Sky, listen to me
 
Cowboyz and indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboys and indianz of today, yeah
Cowboyz and Indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboyz and indianz of today, yeah, yeah
 
But listen Mr. President, not only the indianz are ready, cha-cha-hey,
cha-cha - hey
 
I say my Ronnie lies over the ocean
My Gorbachov lies under the see,
But the gentlemen float in such a way there,
We experience either completely - or not at all
 
May the force be with you when the empire stikes
We fight ourselves
Because at the end of this seal are only two gentlemen
And are there quite alone, listen to me
 
Cowboyz and indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboys and indianz of today, yeah
Cowboyz and Indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboyz and indianz of today, yeah, yeah
 
Daddy you hear me
It's your son
 
Cowboyz and indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboys and indianz of today, yeah
Cowboyz and Indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboyz and indianz of today, yeah, yeah
Cowboyz and indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboys and indianz of today, yeah
Cowboyz and Indianz
Russia and the U.S.A.
Are the cowboyz and indianz of today, yeah, yeah
 

Pusher

(She's waitin' for her man...)
 
If it is so, the man stands again
Again recklessly goes onward
I guarantee, she’ll draw you in again
With tricks, with her gaze
Long leg -
She alone -
Is known for it -
For it known -
Yes incredibly acknowledged
 
She without Wäsch'
And with the Flash
from her right hand.
 
If it is in a way that it goes so further
Everyone exists only on their groove
Is quite clear, it is true, the blues catch up with you
Your patients will become perpetrators -
 
She alone
with and without
Whether without appearance, it becomes nothing else remains
 
When she becomes your gift
She becomes your gift
And you are her Pusher
 
She alone
with and without
Whether without appearance, so it always remains
 
When she becomes your gift
She becomes your gift
And you are her Pusher
 

Propaganda

The Cubans - so strong
The CIA - so wrong
The white race so privatiated
The White House turbulated
The people ignorant to every borderline
Havanna´s going through a real hard time
The soldier for the Pallazzo(palace) shows his riffle
 
Oh Generalissimo(General)
What´s you gonna do with your one-man show?
 
What do the best of the best need?
Propaganda
What does the best propaganda need?
Too many leaders
and no Indians
in spite of propaganda
 
The new Sheriff is so intergrated
In the whorehouse everybody got him rated
The men of the West want that one thing
Hips, lips and slender legs
Even Conchita(girl) gets in the clear
Were talking hard dollars here
The hour fits the budget
Then what the indian kills
Doesn´t give the leader a second chance
 
Oh Generallisimo
What´s you gonna do with your one-man show?
 
refrain
 

Cadillac Hotel

What in heaven makes us going there
The blue in your eyes reminds me,
of a swimming pool in the winter
at Cadillac Hotel
Tour-retour acting on l´amour, playing
the old game
the snake cure - so close
your highest gaol
 
Than the signs are changing
New tendency-consequences
Extravaganza Hi-Tech-Hexen
And the pressure
And the pressure
Intense!
 
I´ve been waiting at Cadillac Hotel
I´ve been waiting
Waiting for your love
I lost you
At Cadillac Hotel
I can´t find you
Girl where are you now?
Cadillac Hotel
 
New memories are waiting, not serving
New memories give themselves, take them
Whatever you want
At Cadillac Hotel
And the hours before us stand waiting
waiting for the battle of our time
Last shadow game
At Cadillac Hotel
Then you call the Domina-Connection
for promotion
from nymphomanian quadrature
to the Singles-Market
Did we have everything
Did we have everything
Already.
 
Refrain