A keresés eredménye oldal 3

Kidnap Me!

Of course I am anxious, and a little bit chaotic
Snared by a deep longing, would like to meet so much
It is not about a chocolate, dolls, or rose from you
I just want you ! I can't lie ! So, where are you now ?
 
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Bring me to your chamber of love
This love is just for you
The warmth of tenderness tonight only belong to us
 
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Bring me to your chamber of love
Caress me in your lovely arms
Keep this love for tomorrow and forever
 
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Anxious
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Anxious
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
 
Of course I am anxious, and a little bit chaotic
Snared by a deep longing, would like to meet so much
It is not about a chocolate, dolls, or rose from you
I just want you ! I can't lie ! So, where are you now ?
 
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Bring me to your chamber of love
This love is just for you
The warmth of tenderness tonight only belong to us
 
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Bring me to your chamber of love
Caress me in your lovely arms
Keep this love for tomorrow and forever
 
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Anxious
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
Anxious
Baby, please quick kidnap me!
 

Chameleon Lens

arinomama no shinjitsu nado daremo mite iya shinai
iro wo kae tari yugame tari kamereon renzu mitai ni
 
Don't you ever wanna imagine? The world isn't one you see
ringo no aka wa kimi ni donna fuu ni miete iru?
Don't you ever wanna imagine? Not the way you dream
kimi no ai wa What color?
 
semete onaji sora wo miretara to kimi no kata wo hikiyosete wa mitemo
soko ni wa futatsu no tsuki ga narabu wo tagai wo shiranai mama
Black or White futago no tsuki ga
Love or Not mujou ni hikaru
 
shinku no bara mo wain mo iro wo nakushi naiteru no?
kimi ga iru kono sekai wa konna ni azayaka na no ni
 
Don't you ever wanna imagine? No one knows your feeling
detarame na haishoku de tsukutta sutendo gurasu
Don't you ever wanna imagine? Your days break down forever
kimi no asu wa What color?
 
fukitsu na koe de karasu ga naita are wa boku ga kimi no sora ni hanashita
aoi tori na no kamo shirenai ne utsukushii hane datta
A blue bird has turned into a crow
I lost my beautiful feathers
 
wakariaou to sureba suru hodo naze bokutachi wa kizutsukeatte shimau?
itami ga tatta hitotsu dake no tsuujiaeru mono wakachiaeru mono ka na
 
semete onaji sora wo miretara to kimi no kata wo hikiyosete wa mitemo
soko ni wa futatsu no tsuki ga narabu wo tagai wo shiranai mama
Black or White gesshoku no yoru
Love or Not machitsuzukeru
 

Licking pussy

Licking pussy is delicious, when it's so wet
Licking pussy is the best thing in the world
 
Licking pussy of an older lady
Licking pussy when it smells funny
Licking pussy is really amazing
 
Young women's pussy is usually the best
when they had a xxxxx that day (X)
And for a 90 year old it'll be a real party
Then you can jerk off the same time you're taking it
 
Licking pussy, that's what I want
Licking pussy that smells like herring
Licking pussy, until your tongue is coated with shit
 
(SOLO)
 
Long pussy, short pussy, and narrow ones too
They taste so good, it just can't be true
Pretty pussy, ugly pussy
They all should be licked just the same
 
Licking pussy the whole night long
Licking pussy while listening to this song
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth, and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Sky The Graffiti

Although it's fun, I'm a bit afraid
I kick the ground and jump off like usually
Everyone looked up at someone realizing his dream
To become just like a bird
 
It's easier to expand your heart rather than your body
I'll become a feather, awaiting the wind
The skies have called for me
Look, it feels like dancing wherever we fly!
You even forget that gravity exists
This sky is the birthplace of a changing world
That gives you way more freedom
It looks like spraying graffiti on the sky's canvas,
Freeing the heart
 
When the wind stops blowing, it gets kind of bitter
Because it's a good feeling to be blown away
It's painful to wait for it, so please, just let it come
I feel dizzy, I totter and fall
I want to wrap this fluffy cloud around me
 
It's high, really high, so let's ascend quickly
It's far, really far, so let's get going
 
I want to become a feather with you right now
I want to hold your hand tightly
 
Look, we can fly beyond the edge of the landscape
Just to meet you I've grown wings
The sky is a world without boundaries
After all, you call this real freedom
We're drawing a rainbow on the sky's canvas together
And my heart is going to take a leap
 
I'll overcome fate
In this boundless world
I'll become a feather, floating up in the air
 
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I Don’t Pay Rent

[Intro: Bello Figo & The GynoZz]
Hey, hey
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
We don’t pay rent
F**k it, we’re nig**s
 
[Hook: Bello Figo Gu]
(Yeeh) I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent (Yeeh)
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
 
[Bridge 1: The GynoZz]
All my friends came here on a boat
Swag boat, as soon as we arrived in Italy we got:
house, cars, hotties
 
[Hook 2: Bello Figo]
(Yeeh) I’m not a workman
I’m not a workman
I’m not a workman
I’m not a workman (Yeeh)
I’m not a workman
I’m not a workman
I’m not a workman
I’m not a workman
 
[Bridge 2: The GynoZz & Bello Figo]
I don’t get my hands dirty because I’m already black
I’m a refugee (not good, not good)
Refugee!
 
[Verse 2: Bello Figo]
It was Mattarella who told us we could come to Italy
So I brought all of my friends,
my friends with the boat-o
Even Matte, Matteo Renzi-o
He said that this is our home-o
so all of my friends we all vote for PD-oh, PD-o
Come on, let’s vote!
We want white pussies,
we want to f**k their mouths
Then we want Wi-Fi, Wi-Fi
And also a salary
I sleep in a four-star hotel
Because I’m handsome, rich, famous, black
 
[Hook: Bello Figo] x2
(Yeeh) I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent (Yeeh)
I don’y pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
I don’t pay rent
 
[Verse 3: Bello Figo]
In my country there’s war
So I escaped to, to Italy
But at 7 in the morning-o
They never give us lasagna-o
They always bring us milk-o, milk, with ce, with cereal-o
Buy I, I, I don’t like it
Because I prefer pasta with tuna, tuna
Come on, let’s fish!
Then I need a white pussy
because in the morning
I always wake up with my dick hard (hard) hard (hard)
Come on, let’s jack off!
I always do my dance
It’s called “the fishing of the wank, of the swagga, of the “conce, conce”, I’m too cool I mean
So many white pussies will be f**ked
She sits on my face like she sits on the chair
Open your mouth so I leave a little rain for you
White pussy, do you like my necklace?
White boy, you’re not swagga at all
Stop complaining and join me
Let’s go to the station and steal some bikes
 
[Outro: The GynoZz & Bello Figo]
I don’t get my hand dirty, not good
Because I’m already black, not good
I’m a refugee, no good, no good
Refugee! Not good
Refugee! Not good
Refugee! Not good, not good, not good
 

Your gifts should arrive

Epiphanic silence at the time of love
Your dreams have already gone to sea
An extract of the pain perfume
Your wrists face up and towards the sun
Your gifts should arrive
The crazy elephants, the dress, the trousseau
 
Walking in the mist
That dissipates the heart
The miracles in your body will happen
The violets in your blood will live
On a river in love and in his their walk
Your gifts should arrive
Candles, tableware and your happiness
 
And you do not know whether to stop or to rain
And standing over the world at your feet
Your smile that makes us tremble
The world trembles that does not understand at the end
That kiss of life
The subtle melancholy
The moment when you leave
The spaces where you look
And the drops of your rain will go
 
And again in the sequence
Of the falling petals
The mysteries of chance are discovered
And the hands that are in the flower
The bestial nature of love
Your gifts should arrive
If everything is over
Everything starts again
 
The morning that is coming
It's an old feeling
That reflects the mirrors of time
And the little girl huddled in the corner
It's the girl against God's fury
Your gifts should arrive
I do not have much to give you, look
 
And you do not know whether to stop or to rain
And standing over the world at your feet
Your smile that makes us tremble
The world trembles
That does not understand at the end
That kiss of life, the subtle melancholy
The moment when you leave
The spaces where you look
And the drops of your rain will go
And your gifts should arrive
And the drops of your rain will go
 

I see something you don't see

Every time we don't want to see something, it's still there...
 
I see something, you don't want to see, because it's not that funny.
I see something, you don't want to see -
Because you're blind - and rather going shopping and relaxing
'I don't read anything, I buy myself a dress now!' 'Okay...'
 
The World becomes nastier and whose fault is it?
I'm surrounded by state power and intrigues.
Who's already rich, reaps even more
And the people around me don't become sated.
 
The state of shadows, the bank of villains, the concern of greed
Who calls the names and sins of these gentlemanly sirs?
The Rothschilds, Rockefeller, Soros & members of the consortium
Who hoard on the shit mountain of the devil's dollar.
 
The masterminds and grey eminences
JP Morgan's, Goldman Sach's and their toadies,
Arms dealers, speculators, military
Intelligence, spies and even more.
 
The evil lords' elitist clubs,
A fate of an individual doesn't bother them
There are to many eaters anyway,
Without the many people, the few are better off.
 
The cold-blooded creatures build walls around our freedom
Year by year - without haste - stone by stone...
 
And we're to dumb to understand,
To idle and to lazy to inform,
Buy pockets, shoes, chocolate, soccer-cards,
While Satan's dragon riders wait for us.
 
Hey, you...! Hey, you...!
Clean out your ears and hear how they lie!
Open your eyes and see, how they deceive!
Speak up and say, what you see!
The truth is sadly often very mean.
 
The puppeteers sit somewhere else -
A lusty circle, oh yes, it is able to.
The devil poops on the pile there,
They can simply buy the world's parts.
 
Are never in refugee hostels or at the food bank
In big castles is dined to blether,
In luxury ghettos they reside in silkshirts
No-go ares are unknown to them.
 
I see something, you don't see,
Because you're the good one,
Who still believes in the good thing,
Even when her most beloved thing is robbed.
 
You vision is so naive
And your faith in god, it is so deep.
But I tell you, my love, your god is dead -
'Where is he? Why doesn't he say something, although I prayed so much?!'
'Aha. Where is he? Oh well.'
 
Your god is on vacation, on the Canaries
And in the Pacific, where the nuclear tests were.
He doesn't care, he is just made of air
And he scrams, when the whole world deflagrates.
 
Your ignorance holds a big threat,
Because what you don't know, will evermore
Remain elite knowledge and a secret
And they catch us like flies in adhesive traps.
 
We have to reveal, show and expose
Chase them out of the fox's burrow and rumple them
The felons against love and human rights -
But in the German, the servant roots deeply.
 
Go out and open your eyes so wide!
Use your brain and understand, what goes on there...
Strike off, you have to be quick.
Look closely and read between the lines!
 
Don't wait, my dear, you have to hasten
The time never works for the good ones...
It's not the eleventh hour, it's five past one
And when you look for conscience - there isn't any.
 
Greedy man, geriatric murders,
Sing of death and the evil old way,
Carry away half of the world while falling,
Wake up and act and don't desert yourself.
 
Hey, you!
Everything, what the nation ever wanted
And everything it was supposed to get,
Was never bestowed to it.
We have to fight - keep that in mind!!
 
Who can dance the tango of denial better....
The elite - or the the dumb toadies? (Repeated 4x)
 
Hey you! Wake up...!
 

Little Wick

In the small flame of the lighter
the song will get burn,
but I will keep for life
the glance I took from you.
 
I'll be losing you, I'll be finding you
in the paintings of smoke
a single *cheef* in the wick
and beauties will light up.
 
With the stars as lighters
the sky will be burn,
But don't give anyone
the glance you took from me
 

Innocent Graffiti

i'm sure that you and i want the same wish to come true
it's just one graffiti
i'm sure that tomorrow
i'll love you even more than today
you act shy, saying things like, 'i wonder if that's really true'
your smile is proof that it is
pure love is easily colored
but i won't let go of your hand anymore
our feelings are taking us away
these casual day are precious, too
if the two of us are together, then the world is always changing colors
let's paint graffiti together
we're the only ones who can see these formless feelings
we don't need anybody to understand,
so that's what we call love
even if you make an enemy of the world
i'll always be your side
sometimes there are days when things don't go well,
but when that happens, we just have to overcam it
there's never anything to be afraid of if the two of us are together
let's sing a love song together
if rain falls on your heart, i'll hold out an umbrella,
so let your weaknesses lie bare, too
i'll be sure to wipe away any tears that spilled out
our feelings are making us stronger
flowers bloomed in our overlapping tracks
if the two of us are together, then the world changes colors
one innocent graffiti in the world
on this blank white canvas, the two of us paint graffiti
that no one else can imitate
let's confirm our love that nobody knows about,
just for us, and walk on
 

Nem fizetek albérletet

Hey, hey
Nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetünk albérletet
Hé, faszom, mi négerek vagyunk
 
(Yeeh) Én nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Én nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet (Yeeh)
Én nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
 
Az én összes barátom csónakkal érkezett
Swag csónakkal, épphogy megérkeztek Itáliába, nekünk van: Ház, autó, puncik
 
(Yeeh) Én nem leszek gyári munkás
Nem leszek gyári munkás
Én nem leszek gyári munkás
Nem leszek gyári munkás (Yeeh)
Én nem leszek gyári munkás
Nem leszek gyári munkás
Nem leszek gyári munkás
Nem leszek gyári munkás
 
Nem piszkolom be a kezeim mert már úgyis fekete vagyok. Egy menekült vagyok (nem jó, nem jó)
Menekült!
 
Mattarella mondta nekünk hogy jöhetünk Itáliába
Tehát elhoztam az összes, az összes barátomat a csónakkal
És Matte, Matteo Renzi
Is azt mondta hogy a mi otthonunk, tehát minden barátom
Minden barátommal a PD-re szavazunk, PD, oh,
Hé, helló, szavazzunk rá!
Mi fehér puncikat akarunk, szájba dugni őket
Aztán akarunk WIFFIT is, WIFFIt, meg fizetést
Én négycsillagos hotelben alszom
Mert szép vagyok, gazdag, híres és fekete
 
(Yeeh) Én nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Én nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet (Yeeh)
Én nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
Nem fizetek albérletet
 
Az én országomban háború van
Tehát elszöktem Itáliába
De reggel hétkor nem hoznak lasagnét
Mindig tejet hoznak, tejet müzlivel
De nekem, nekem nem tet-szik
Mert jobban szeretem a tésztát, tonhallal, tonhallal
Hé, helló, horgásszunk!
Aztán szükségem van egy fehér puncira, mert reggel
Mindig kemény farokkal ébredek (kemény) kemény
Hé, gyernünk, verjük ki!
Mindig járom a magam táncát
Úgy hívják, 'a dugás zsákmánya, a swag-é'
A 'konce-koncerteké', túl jó pasi vagyok
Van egy csomó jó fehér punci, meg lesznek dugva
Ő ráül az arcomra, mintha egy székre ülne
Nyisd ki a szád, és hagyok neked egy pár cseppet
Hé fehér punci, tetszik neked a nyakláncom?
És fehér pasi, te nem vagy semennyire 'swag'
Hagyd abba a panaszkodást és csatlakozz
Menjünk az állomásra biciklit lopni
 
Nem piszkolom be a kezem, nem jó
Mert már úgyis fekete vagyok, nem jó
Egy menekült vagyok, nem jó nem jó
Menekült! Nem jó
Menekült! Nem jó
Menekült! Nem jó
 

Madárdalos altató

Ó, madarak dalolta altató minden egyes sóhajod,
a szótáramban nincsenek szavak,
amelyekkel tömören kifejezhetném, mit érzek.
 
Hallottad már milyen,
amikor két vadgerle szerelmesen turbékol?
Olyasfajta varázslatos zene,
amely a csókunk nyomán születik.
 
Az öreg szomorúfűz
igazán tudja, hogy kell sírni.
Úgy, ahogy a párnámba sírnék,
ha elköszönnél, ha búcsút mondanál.
 
Madarak dalolta altató, halkan szól,
csókolj meg gyengéden, és induljunk,
repüljünk a madarak közé, magasra, fel az égbe,
az oka mindennek, hogy szeretjük egymást.
 
Altató, altató …
 
Hallottad már milyen,
amikor két vadgerle szerelmesen turbékol?
Olyasfajta varázslatos zene,
amely a csókunk nyomán születik.
 
Az öreg szomorúfűz
igazán tudja, hogy kell sírni.
Úgy, ahogy a párnámba sírnék,
ha elköszönnél, ha búcsút mondanál.
 
Madarak dalolta altató, halkan szól,
csókolj meg gyengéden, és induljunk,
repüljünk a madarak közé, magasra, fel az égbe,
az oka mindennek, hogy szeretjük egymást.