A keresés eredménye oldal 4

Heat of the city asphalt

I, listen carefully what I am talking
Because every time I rock concisely
Straight from the city where Dinamo is the holy name
One more summer from hell, have you ever walked
Outer center that looks like ghetto
And jump to neighborhood on coffee
Visit suburb, where to kids is the sweetest
To make little thefts, pick up cherries
Kiosk for cigarettes or Ledo chest
To sooth the heat, they are children, so they do not care
Adrenaline is rising like the temperature of air
Beat of the hearth of the hero, greet every team
Or silence or plaque plaque when they are circling during the daytime
Or under the security of darkness, like master of nunchakus
Zagreb’s fjaka as consequence of raids
Summer in neighborhood of all lost boys
Hope is disappearing without clue, like the dear
So there is no interests in crossing neighborhood’s boundaries
There are us who read newspapers in empire of shadow
I feel like no one loves me but I do not care
If you want my company call me and ask me
 
On incandescent concrete grown up, found the team
We watched various changes of authority, somehow managed
Found ourselves and got up from mud
On the heat of the city asphalt
 
Separate the shit from the truth, who are homeless?
Young without future, under the feet like cockroaches
Powerless, but dangerous because they come from the neighborhood
They would fuck up brother because of the heat of city asphalt
Answer me then, who are junkies and alcoholics
Mobsters and gangsters who You call criminals
We make money illegally, some less, some more
But when they catch you once, it is always the same story for you
Today a lot of them is smuggling, most of them is stupid
They fuck you up in the beginning because they did not have style
Some work for income, they spend products by themselves
Hooves got in argues, so who fucks them
Children want to be rich, girls rich
Some of them via crime, some of them via pussy
And my heart is breaking, we live without shame
Good things disappeared like Atlantida once upon time
 
God, give me shadow
Because devil’s temperature is not falling
I fight alone against sun
Because others ran away from city
Angry in front of him and I am all sweating
Is that because bitches
Or because I am afraid
I would like to get drunk with his blood
To show him why I exist
It is the same with him or any person
They count again what fuckboy is paying
Welcome to second part of the heat of the city asphalt!
For everyone who got up from mud
Because they do not suffer shit but because they want earned respect
Famous you know, and others they cannot catch
Frankfurt connection, brother, for all Croatians
You did not catch the talk, now you are on the lasting rest
Because one bloody spot on sidewalk
Which will fade in the Sun which brings unbearable heat
Innocent victims rest in peace!
 
On incandescent concrete grown up, found the team
We watched various changes of authority, somehow managed
Found ourselves and got up from mud
On the heat of the city asphalt
 
On incandescent concrete grown up, found the team
We watched various changes of authority, somehow managed
Found ourselves and got up from mud
On the heat of the city asphalt
 
If outside is 35, on asphalt is twice that
From the heat something hurts me because something bursted in my head
Hooves fell, new change of authority
Rich in prison, so the new can steal
Mom told me to be good and polite
With this I attract attention like hooves heroin
So look at my wounds, do you recognize blood?
Mob is eating this asphalt like worm is eating decedent
So who is with us, is junk
Who is not, it is to us
And bitch, brother, is lady, until the bitch does not start to bark
Because the line is thick between booze and weed
Some make big money, and others are servants
A lot roll up others because days are long
Stoned I do not know what would word stop mean
Situation is fucked, stoned since napkins
Heat of the city asphalt, green stimulation
 
On the heat of the city asphalt team from every neighborhood
Because from napkins till the grave
From scribbling on concrete and listening about etiquette
To quasi talk about Babylon and girls in Fuckport
With parents or friend, we rock with our sequence
In fight with bad mood
 
We roll the weed (on the heat of the city asphalt)
And drink the booze (on the heat of the city asphalt)
With luck and sadness (on the heat of the city asphalt)
For people from neighborhood (on the heat of the city asphalt)
For everyone from neighborhood (on the heat of the city asphalt)
 
We roll the weed (on the heat of the city asphalt)
And drink the booze (on the heat of the city asphalt)
With luck and sadness (on the heat of the city asphalt)
For people from neighborhood (on the heat of the city asphalt)
For everyone from neighborhood (on the heat of the city asphalt)
 

The holy things

Uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh
 
If he'd come back, noone knew
If it was necessary to believe and he couldn't do so anymore
He made a miracle out of his feet
He went away, he went away.
 
If it was necessary to hide some sin
If it was necessary to come back to the holy things
If the mistake was to love without being loved
He went away, he went away.
 
Who will save her from this loneliness?
If when she stops walking the sea floods her.
 
She stopped dreaming of going to the north
She wanted to undo her idea of the south
The one who carries a storm in their chest
Does not change their cross.
 

Down the hill, on the little garden

Green leaf of field's flower12
Down the hill, on the little garden,
Down the hill, on the little garden,
Gheorghiță3's horse is grazing.
 
Oh, sweetie4, oh, girl,
Why are you bothering me?
Love me!
 
Gheorghiță's horse is grazing
Tethered to a delicate carnation.
Gheorghiță's horse is grazing
Tethered to a delicate carnation.
 
Oh, sweetie, oh, girl,
Why are you bothering me?
Love me!
 
Hey, the delicate carnation died,
Gheorghiță's horse broke free.
Hey, the delicate carnation died,
Gheorghiță's horse broke free.
 
Oh, sweetie, oh, girl,
Why are you bothering me?
Love me!
 
Gheorghiță is running, he is running,
He is running hatless.
Gheorghiță is running, he is running,
He is running hatless.
 
Oh, sweetie, oh, girl,
Why are you bothering me?
Love me!
 
He is running hatless
Because his horse broke free into the fields5.
He is running hatless
Because his horse broke free into the fields.
 
Oh, sweetie, oh, girl,
Why are you bothering me?
Love me!
 

• 1. the first lines of most folk/traditional romanian songs are usually phrases that contain words like 'leaf', 'green', as well as plant names. These phrases are completely independent of the following lines
• 2. literally 'I said green English dogwood'
• 3. Gheorghiță is the diminutive of Gheorghe, a common romanian male name in the recent past
• 4. 'leliță' is a word with only regional use describing young, handsome women
• 5. literally 'because his horse broke free into setaria fields', as 'setaria' is a genus of plants

Rumours in town

I know, I wake up in 2
then I turn down alarm for little more sleep.
And when day pass, like a maniac
I get ready for go out.
 
Because you, wake up in 3
your mates, they are all monkeys
but they let you know what they seen
so you evaluated it
 
Rumours in town say that I am all over town
wherever they call me, i go
shadow of past woman, wasting her life
They say i´m crazy
Rumours In town say that I go out with everybody.
she was not like that before, she wants to make him angry
Rumours in town say. rumours in town say,
and I´m not alive.
 
Night, hundred of maniacs
go hunting, want my number
but I don´t want it, I search for your glance
to be mine again.
 
Because you, wake up in 3
your mates, they are all monkeys
but they let you know what they seen
so you evaluated it
 
Rumours in town say that I am all over town
wherever they call me, i go
shadow of past woman, wasting her life
They say i´m crazy
Rumours In town say that I go out with everybody.
she was not like that before, she wants to make him angry
Rumours in town say. rumours in town say,
and I´m not alive.
 
Rumours in town say that I am all over town
wherever they call me, i go
shadow of past woman, wasting her life
They say i´m crazy
Rumours In town say that I go out with everybody.
she was not like that before, she wants to make him angry
Rumours in town say. rumours in town say,
and I´m not alive.
 

Monkey and Eagle

Well, what kind of grievances could there be?
We just don't follow the same path
We are completely different types
You can't twist it into anything else
 
Before, we lived together full and drunk
Until he got the knowledge
In the horoscopes he found out that I am a monkey
I am a monkey, and he - an eagle!
I am a monkey, and he - an eagle!
 
She is a monkey by the zodiac signs
And even without the signs, she's a monkey
She is a monkey by the zodiac signs
And even without the signs, she's a monkey
 
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
 
Why the fuck do you cook me bananas?
A monkey's fucking food
I'm full to my neck with these fucking bananas
Go home to your Karaganda
 
Before we lived together full and drunk
Until he got the knowledge
In the horoscopes he found out that I am a monkey
I am a monkey, and he - an eagle!
I am a monkey, and he - an eagle!
 
She is a monkey by the zodiac signs
And even without the signs, she's a monkey
She is a monkey by the zodiac signs
And even without the signs, she's a monkey
 
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
 
For us eagles, everything is to the lamp and higher
Monkeys don't сare about what happens to us
With a monkey you won't cook porridge
A monkey isn't a friend to an eagle
 
No, they didn't live full and drunk
I got this knowledge long ago
That someone with the sign monkey
Will never love an eagle
Will never love an eagle
 
She is a monkey by the zodiac signs
And even without the signs, she's a monkey
She is a monkey by the zodiac signs
And even without the signs, she's a monkey
 
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
Ooo, a-a, ooo
 

We hold the city

Who cares about you, who cares, who, who, cares, cares
I love myself, I love myself, myself I love, I love myself
More than you I love life, I appreciate what I have
You hate me, but only when money is counted
People that are with me have proven themselves many times
No one in my crew is a drug addict
I look towards tomorrow, I make an entrance, you will realize how smart I am
Get away from me, get lost loser, don't pull my sleeve
 
Don't get it twisted and try compare with me
When I go, others follow
My ambitions are clear, I know what I want
We celebrate victory, a bottle for everyone
 
A bottle for everyone, a mansion for everyone
Cars, 3 million of 'em when 93 rolls by
Pretty women around us, we go hard
We have it all, and we are still hungry
 
Chorus (x2)
We hold the city, 93, 93 hustle hard
We hold the city, the house, 93, hustle hard
We hold the city, 93, hustle hard
We hold the city, we hustle, we hustle hard
 
Stamp 2015, 93, pimpin' realest niggas in the game
We are cool like 50
You wish you could be like this, another pit skippin'
Double penetration, flow reapin’
In a home deepin’, then alter sleeping
Fake MC shitting, blow our kiting(dicks)
This is our meeting, lay your head down
Because when you listen to 93, you will hear the real deal
You will be stripped of everything, even of your fame
You think I'm wrong, see my stripe
You don't take us seriously, you see us through a joke
Look for us at hold karu
 
A bottle for everyone, a mansion for everyone
Cars, 3 million of 'em when 93 rolls by
Pretty women around us, we go hard
We have it all, and we are still hungry
 
Chorus (x2)
We hold the city, 93, 93 hustle hard
We hold the city, the house, 93, hustle hard
We hold the city, 93, hustle hard
We hold the city, we hustle, we hustle hard
 

Graduation

After you graduate, after I graduate
We won’t shed a tear
From this moment on from school
We are free now
 
Adios middle school
It’s only been 5 minutes since I graduated
but my pants have already
been dipped white in flour
Do it young, wild & free
Today everyone will probably
create havoc and eat beef
Because I felt like I’ve become an adult
I went out with friends,
drank coffee, and shopped
Even when we’re busy hanging out, if highschool
noonas pass us by our eyes will follow
My friends asks when is your debut?
Are you curious? If you’re curious it’s 500 won
I’m almost there, I’ll come out when the time is right
so why don’t you guys prepare to do fan activities~
Because I was a trainee,
I had no time to regret anything
once again I stand on the starting line
Throw the bouquet toward me
My graduation, Kanye!
 
After you graduate, after I graduate
We won’t shed a tear
From this moment on from school
We are free now
 
Graduation is approaching this year
Time is fast, fast,
fast~ my feelings are also ole!
I’ll bring a close to my school life
We are also adults
who know how to bring the mood up
Let it go, 94 year liner friends
Everyone go to the convenience store
And shout about yourself flow
Free from school
I call my mom “Today I’m not coming home~!”
I’m confident I’ll be proud
of my ambition when I’m 20
Already I start to wonder alone about what I will do
I want to buy alcohol in a natural manner
I’ll do my hair and I will also have a part time job
as I date someone in an adult style
But if I think about things like this,
I become saddened
“Boss… Is debuting really
supposed to be this hard?”
Just forget about all your troubles for now
Because today, I’m going to drink
 
After you graduate, after I graduate
We won’t shed a tear
From this moment on from school
We are free now
 
After you graduate, after I graduate
We won’t shed a tear
From this moment on from school
We are free now
 
TkRyuu

Build a snowman with me

Elsa
Build a snowman with me
Come on let's go and play!
I don't see you anymore
And you're not coming out just like you've gone away!
We used to be like twins
And now we're not
Oh, I wish that I know the reason!
Build a snowman with me
Or we can do something else!
Anna, get away from here!
Okay, bye.
 
The gloves help you
See, don't feel
Don't reveal
Don't show it to anyone
 
Build a snowman with me!
Or let's take a round in the castle
I need your company as soon as possible!
Because I'm talking to paintings and stealing their peace!
Hang in there Joan!
I feel so lonely in those rooms
While clock is boringly ticking!
 
I'm afraid!
They're getting stronger!
If you're upset it's even worse
Calm down
No!
Don't touch me!
Please, I will hurt you
 
See you in two weeks!
 
Do you really have to go?
Everything's gonna be fine Elsa
 
Your Majesty
 
Elsa
I know that you're inside
People are already worried about you
I'm trying to be brave!
I'm here when you need me
Just say a word
From now on this world
It's just you and me
We need to find strenght
Build a snowman with me
 

95 graduation (졸업송 Pt.2) (Graduation Song Pt.2)

Versions: #2
V&Jimin)
Even as time pass, we’ll forever remember
Thoughtless we were, you and I
 
Even after graduation, it’s still like this
That unchanged moment Oh I remember
 
V)
That this has ended
The reality hasn’t hit
Weaving around the neighborhood
It seems like it was just yesterday
 
Everyday working through the nights going back and forth
You’ve seen me work hard right
My debut story too I almost didn’t make it
 
After graduation
Even as time passes
Don’t ever forget about us
 
V&Jimin)
Even as time pass, we’ll forever remember
Thoughtless we were, you and I
 
Even after graduation, it’s still like this
That unchanged moment Oh I remember
 
Jimin)
The reality hasn’t hit
The weight(responsibilities) of being a 20 year old
There’s nothing in particular
But time’s passing so so fast
 
As long as I’m here like this
As long as you there you and I
 
Even as time pass
Even after graduation
I remember that day
 
V&Jimin)
Even as time pass, we’ll forever remember
Thoughtless we were, you and I
 
Even after graduation, it’s still like this
That unchanged moment Oh I remember
 

Straight through the wind

As I sit in the cafe, I observe the people from the corner of my eye
and I recall the times when I had dark days
When I didn't know what to do, hell and shit everywhere
When I fantasized about happiness, measuring life to be as high as the branches
With another is happiness - that's how the saying goes
From Bučno go the trains - not even one random passenger
From every side I lie about why you aren't in school
And I have no idea what to say when they ask about you
But the pro's [hit-men?] won't be calling your house like everyone thinks
You're sick as hell, I'm always bringing you medicine
But now tell me quickly why you called me here
This will bring us a pile of shitty problems
He shows me his hand - 'I know, that's why I'm calling
Because I believe you like a friend, because I just started to inject'
What!? I don't believe it, you've pierced the vein
'I'm completely fucked, that's how it started and hooked me'
What!? 'That's how it started and hooked me' - do I hear that correctly
But you used to beat the shit out of, abuse and spit on junkies!
'Yes I admit it, I know everything, it was a mistake
Believe me, I remember our agreement and I've crossed that line'
Brother, it'll be hard, but I haven't been with you from the start
For everything there's a cure - let's go practice like before
Because in front of you here is one who is ready even for hell
He waits to come by your side to face whatever monster
From there the years passed, but brother, I still miss you
Because I no longer meet people who have that kind of good heart
With a straight face I reminisce while I gaze at the tracks of the clouds
So if there's worse problem- I'm here for you, call if you need me!
 
Ref. Do you know how I live every day
And yet I'm still full of smiles
Through these oceans of problems I sail straight through the wind!
 
I meet an old buddy from the block - He's been using dope for years
There was no end to our reminiscing, so he's now sleeping in the hallways
He was once someone to look up to, you could trust him with your life
But now he just sits there poor and destitute, with no women by his side
But I remember how as kids everything was disgusting
While we watched the older junkies waste away like flies
I would have given up my head back then to protect myself from that destiny
But now when I look into his eyes I only think: 'What a pity'
And my conscience eats at me because I'm freaking out since I could
have pulled him out of that place from which I have lifted my hands
I could have at least told someone, and then I could have moved away
If at least his family would have known the truth prior to his collapse
then maybe they too would now also be alive, and he would have had a chance
if they had sent him to Moscow when it still wasn't too late
But I just watched and shut my mouth, and left him to use
I thought he'd come around, that he'll be able to turn around
That he won't let his life to go to complete shit, that's its all just a temporary phase
I didn't know the devil's face - a being stronger than anything
And now on the edge of the path powerlessly I look at my friend
My corrupt soul, now in it a deep wound that oozes pus
And so I want to tell those of you who now look up to someone
Don't fuck around with your life because you'll fuck up those you love
You won't be able to turn back even if you now think you can
Because those whose lives have now turned to shit also thought like that
And now they're just graves, bitter to the taste and memory,
Not because of what they were but because of what they became.
 
Ref. Do you know how I live every day
And yet I'm still full of smiles
Through these oceans of problems I sail straight through the wind!
 

Kosovo is Serbia

I drank some inspirations to sing some amusing verses about Serbia
Some provocations because of the situation
There will be woes in the Southern part of our nation and in a part of the population
There will be a middle-generation and they won't rest in peace Nobody will be allowed to bury the ax. We're taking what's ours, spilling our blood so we can say: Kosovo is ours!
Whether by right (peacefully) or by might badja will stay where it was
Nobody will move it even by a single tiny 100th
where they till the fields with their nails and worm like roaches, filthy and destitute
But fuck it, a mudpile like that won't be reached so easily
Now here, brother, needs to begin a third Serbian uprising
Let's go now all Serbs rise up, hook, hoe and maj.
 
Signal flares
Slaughter everyone, Albanians, Albanian whores
The better ones will be broken in their homes
Mojne will straight away fuck your mother
if you once more try to touch our part of the Balkans.
You took Kosovo and you still want more
but that won't happen, not even America will be able to help you.
Clearly you have forgotten the strength of Serbian roots.
We naturally speak how important this is to us
...
Now the time has come to celebrate the Serbian victory
in our mind only one thought:
Kosovo is Serbia, Serbia is Kosovo.
That which is now yours will be ours once again.
VTO leads the battle charge
and it's still not over!
 
Albanians, Kosovars, extremists and mafia
I spit on all one by one together with my buddies.
Albania is shit so you now want Serbian territory
There will be less of you when we come there with with our guns.
One girl is pregnant ten times one grandpa has 100 grandsons.
Poor girls, let's save them from their misery,
All for sterilization, to clip them from the generation.
Because you breed like wild pooches
Everyone, brother, thinks the same thing about you
Not just Serbia, you and I both.
Why should we suffer when Albanian debauchery floods our land
On every corner they'll be a mosque
Every morning the mullah will dress up
Serbia will break apart just like former Yugoslavia
You are the extremists, we the so-called terrorists
Nationalists and avengers
A bullet is reserved for you all because you're scum who shoot at children.
If you know what's good for you don't touch what belongs to Cetniks, Kosovo won't be multi-ethic.
Go the fuck back to the city of Tiran.
We have planned a battle to fuck your mother,
Kill, slaughter, so the Albanians exist no more.
 
Albania, is afraid of me my dear people,
Nobody whatsoever is afraid of your shit
Over here let's slaughter those people and fall them all in line
You breed children like crazy so every single one has to be counted
You'd better pray that VT organization doesn't show up at your door,
Baščaršija, reaction, there goes our whole nation
You have thick mustaches and beards for nothing
Burn the buildings, pray however much you want
Bin Laden is finished, we ousted him just yesterday
Don't brag about that to your many sibling look-alikes because we didn't touch them
Until now you haven't been afraid
But you will be, in time,
wherever we are, when we come
You'll all be finished
But the children and the women we won't touch at all
It's been a long time coming, the Serbian king is gritting his teeth
Cutting off heads like baskets
When we come, tails between your legs, run as quickly as you can
If you want to survive, fire from our side of Europe.
 
Hundreds of years back the struggle for Kosovo began to unwind
now it's unwinding once again
When we paid to ensure our tribes survival
so that we flourish, the ducklings hadn't yet hatched
now there's a mountain-full, tribes like a herd
So they have mustered up the courage to attack us where it hurts.
Burned our churches, the bells no longer chiming
They began to burn and destroy our houses
They began to rub their hands greedily as if to say, 'Homes, sweet homes'
Forcing women, children, stop, I say to that
Like terminators [bad word] dogs there they go beside me
We need to teach you how to use condoms
If you don't follow that advice, we'll fuck you morons up
I can easily find some guns or bombs
to throw again at your katakongs
Your final words will be 'Burial grounds, sweet burial grounds'.
 
I'm the last one on the list, and the theme is rather delicate
I speak for the team of under age people, special Cetniks
who are dissing the poor bastards,
Censures will be no more, so fuck it
First, let's straighten some things out
who controls who, who is controlled by whom
This battle will last a long time, it's already starting to get old
the Albanians have been fucking with us there for two centuries already
First a united tribe, then afterwards entering the city
Every Serb for that reason carries a gun under their ears
And a sabre under the pillow
so that some (Albanian) bastard doesn't mug him
the judges throw the bastard in jail, and quickly set him free.
Excuse me, where is the logic in that?
That's like freedom being cast away in the wind
Kosovo is the darkest tale in our chronicle.
 

City kids

What will she say, what would your mamma say,
what, what, what will she say, what would mamma say,
don't go with us, what would your mamma say,
those are the city kids, with them is only fighting, bickering
don't go with us, what would your mamma say,
those are the city kids, with them is only fighting, bickering
 
You're too young, you hope too much
that you'll one day be highly valued by them
climb up to your apartment, come on now girl
we're going to Prague, Monte Carlo, Amsterdam
when the stars come at the end if I become the object of your desire,
but this night is for us so that you remember me,
in heaven darkness reigns, but you'd share it, are you really that pure?
 
I heard that you're a good one, city talk says as much,
I heard that all the other fish are nothing like you,
I heard that you're so dangerous that everyone knows you,
whenever you enter the city everyone stops, everyone talks
I heard you're poisonous, when you pass everyone stops
nobody has it easy, everyone stares at you at the side,
I'd like to come closer to only tell you one thing
good evening my love, let's go over hereee
 
When the stars come at the end if I become the object of your desire,
but this night is for us so that you remember me,
in heaven darkness reigns, but you'd share it, are you really that pure?
When the stars come at the end if I become the object of your desire,
but this night is for us so that you remember me,
in heaven darkness reigns, but you'd share it, are you really that pure?
 

Above The Vineyards On The Hillsides...

Above the vineyards on the hillsides
The golden clouds float on high.
Below: with green waves like the sea tides
The darkened river whispers sighs.
The gaze retreats from charming valley
And slowly rises to the heights,
It sees the temple up the alley,
It's round, grand, and full of light.
 
In that celestial home of heavens,
Where mortal life won't find a place,
The air flow is light and level,
Like desert breath it leaves no trace.
When sound reaches there, it weakens,
Just voice of Nature can be heard,
And something festive wafts and beacons
Like Sundays' silence undeterred.
 
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Where is my city

When I clench my eyes lights of the city sparkle,
When I close my eyes lights of the city follow me.
Lately, I feel like I'm losing it,
Through the bus window I follow him and wonder...
 
Where is my city?
Disappeared under the snow,
Fell asleep into a weird dream.
Where is my city?
He changed his face,
I don't recognize him anymore.
 
Where is my city?
Disappeared beneath the snow,
Fell asleep into a weird dream.
Where is my city?
He changed his face,
I don't recognize him anymore.
 
And I'm not sure if tomorrow will love me.
He's my lover and reprobate,
There's no better than him.
Over the bridge he's waiting for me like a true love.
And when he's under my legs,
Only then I'm alive...
 
I hold out my hand to him,
But what welcomes me is a cold breath.
Chills to the bones.
There lives fear.
If he forgets me,
There's nothing left.
Oh, if only he holds me and never let go.
 
Where is my city?
Disappeared beneath the snow,
Fell asleep into a weird dream.
Where is my city?
He changed his face,
I don't recognize him anymore.
 
Where is my city?
Disappeared beneath the snow,
Fell asleep into a weird dream.
Where is my city?
He changed his face,
I don't recognize him anymore.
 
He runs, he runs, I catch him like a breath.
He runs, he runs, I fall into the dark.
I'm in a hundred struggles because I'm searching for a stranger,
I'm touching his face, but that's the face of a stranger.
 
He runs, he runs, I catch him like a breath.
He runs, he runs, I fall into the dark.
I'm in a hundred struggles because I'm searching for a stranger,
I'm touching is face, but that's the face of a stranger.
The face of a stranger,
The face of a stranger, ah.
 
Where is, where is, where is my city?
Where is, where is, where is my city?
Where is, where is, where is my city?
 
Where is my city?
Disappeared beneath the snow,
Fell asleep into a weird dream.
Where is my city?
He changed his face,
I don't recognize him anymore.
 

We are the team

Versions: #2
Bs, team ready for everything
 
My whole life I am about training
To knock down the obstacle
To paralyze the trouble
The big one on my soul
 
So I did my best
In the worst time
Walked over thorns
Not over red carpet
 
Even when the life wasn't good
It was all making sense
I never felt bad
For giving everything up 300 times
 
And I was biting like Pit Bull
Faced with the crisis
I could lift 10
But I lifted 150
 
I never felt a defeat
Somebody says it is bitter
Somebody says that the fight
Is just a foreplay for disaster
 
When it is hard they say 'enough'
In fact it is a trap
But I have a medicine against it
Formula is the will
 
Sun that is burning
Like it tells me to resist
Wind is music to the ears
Rhythm is a rain that is falling
 
Over Belgrade asphalt
Where legends are being made
They bloom like pumpkins
Until they become the best
 
Through the cracks sprung up
In every neighborhood in the city
They rised all the way to the stars
But they all remember where they are from
 
Chorus 2x
Sun is shining like a gold
Everybody in attack, be brave
Know that in Belgrade
Today is the day for victory
 
We are the team
That understands each other in the movement
Fights by the code
Matts in one turn
 
We are the team
With the state of possesion
Agreement in one look
Sufficient for a desicion
 
When the emotions are carryng us
And the concearns are breaking us
That's the point of the team
Everyone knows us by that
 
Everybody to remember the champions
Millions of champions
That leave their heart
Until they burn in the fight
 
Because we grew up that way
Raised the Spartan way
We had no childhood
Just to become the best
 
To stay immortals
We have connected
We have renounced ourselves
That's the way we were preparing
 
Come on, put your hands up
Because this people is made
To cheer until the dawn the ones
That are burning for colors of my flag
 
Because we came here
To achive our dreams
To set sea on fire
Make all of you to stand up
 
Our thought, idea
Let it shine as a flare
Everybody, be together with us
Because from here, there's no going back
 
Chorus 2x
Sun is shining like a gold
Everybody in attack, be brave
Know that in Belgrade
Today is the day for victory
 

I'm Thankful

I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
 
For I raised myself
Being the child I shall always be
For other beings and desires
Living amid the stars
For being a king
And not having to govern life
 
I'm thankful for having disobeyed
For having spat on your sacred altar
And for knowing that I'll never have faith
And I'll laugh with only a part of my face
 
I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
 
My heart will filter out all the hate
Like a liver, and win over hate
And in my head, doubt and fear
Are the friends that will keep me sane
 
I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
Or, or, or what else?
 
If I see the light and live the darkness
And I'm not ready for the great moment
If I see the light and live the darkness
I'm thankful but I don't regret
For denying your presence as well
I ask for an excuse to sing about love
And never wait for the reward
 
I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
I'm, I'm thankful, Lord
 
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Ju-Ju

[Verse 1, Gluk'oZa]:
Olya is dissatisfied with her Mercedes
Kolya is dissatisfied being overweight
He is dissatisfied with his Mazda, too
He'd be satisfied if he had Olya's Mercedes
 
[Chorus]
Lemme tell you the thing, lemme tell you the thing
Here I am driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
 
[Verse 2, Gluk'oZa]:
Tolya is often dissatisfied with Olya
And dissatisfied with his salary, too
They are spinning like hamsters in a wheel
In our office, and everyone is dissatisfied
 
[Chorus]
Lemme tell you the thing, lemme tell you the thing
Here I am driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
 
[Verse 3, ST]:
And I'm in the traffic jam, rolling down
Tinted windows by pressing a button
And what do I see? There's a Peugeot on the left
I'm driving closer to it so that I could line up
In her eyes, I see a question 'The fuck?!'
It seems I'm the first guy in her life who has an S-class car
I will show people the development of this story
But I will tell no one I'm just an S-class driver
 
[Chorus]
Lemme tell you the thing, lemme tell you the thing
Here I am driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
 
[Verse 4, Gluk'oZa]:
Olya's husband is dissatisfied, too
He's the boss of Tolya, Olya and Kolya
Olya wants a BMW instead of a Mercedes
Just because she has fucking nothing better to think about!
 
[Chorus]
Lemme tell you the thing, lemme tell you the thing
Here I am driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Driving a Peugeot, talking no shit
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju! Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
Ju-ju-ju-ju-ju!
 
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No Paris

[Verse 1]
I would’ve been over housework, Galya,
Flapping my wings selflessly
In this miserable and forgotten half-city
You can barely find a gentleman
 
[Pre-chorus]
Oh, god, forgive me, but, in our region,
I won’t grow as a person
 
[Chorus]
You’re quite right, Marisha
Our ass-place is no Paris
Whether you’re flapping your wings or not
There’s no freaking way you’ll fly up the ass-place
But I’ll put it the women way, we’re no youngsters, after all
You won’t find a more fucking great husband anywhere except in Izhevsk
No matter what you say, our men
Are fucking greater than the ones in Paris, fucking greater than in Paris
 
[Verse 2]
There’s not enough adrenaline for us, Galya
The prince isn’t flying or going by car to us
Pour me a half, Galina
We’re ladies, Galya, we’re, Galya, ladies
 
[Pre-chorus]
Oh, god, forgive me, but, in our region,
I won’t grow as a person
 
[Chorus]
You’re quite right, Marisha
Our ass-place is no Paris
Whether you’re flapping your wings or not
There’s no freaking way you’ll fly up the ass-place
But I’ll put it the women way, we’re no youngsters, after all
You won’t find a more fucking great husband anywhere except in Izhevsk
No matter what you say, our men
Are fucking greater than the ones in Paris, fucking greater than in Paris
 
[Bridge]
Come on, let’s do that Russian style,
Why the fuck you’re so sad, gals?
We’ve got men and a bottle of vodka
We’re patriot gals, after all!
 
Come on, let’s do that Russian style,
Why the fuck you’re so sad, gals?
We’ve got men and a bottle of vodka
We’re patriot gals, after all!
 
[Verse 3]
I’m thinking of the last summer
You remember how we visited Janna for vodka?
I wish we’ve been driving in a cabriolet
‘cuz, Galina, we’re Parisian girls in our souls
 
[Pre-chorus]
Oh, god, forgive me, but, in our region,
I won’t grow as a person
 
[Chorus]
You’re quite right, Marisha
Our ass-place is no Paris
Whether you’re flapping your wings or not
There’s no freaking way you’ll fly up the ass-place
But I’ll put it the women way, we’re no youngsters, after all
You won’t find a more fucking great husband anywhere except in Izhevsk
No matter what you say, our men
Are fucking greater than the ones in Paris, fucking greater than in Paris
Fucking greater than the ones in Paris, fucking greater than in Paris
 
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Blues

The meteorological center reported at lunch:
“There won't be good weather, good weather is no more.” 1
I called “09”,2they reported me what’s the time,
I don’t believe them, not the fuck, not the fuck.
 
And in the news again, all lie,
just like little children.
I need the newspaper only,
when I’m in the toilet.
 

• 1. A play on words. I tried to keep the it Russian way. Normally it should be translated as “Weather will be bad, weather is bad.”
• 2. Telephone number of information center of Moscow City Telephone Network.

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Sex & The City

Everything on you is sexy, I know
Here, I'm ready to give you everything
Nanananananana
Everything on you is sexy, I know
Here, I'm ready to give you everything
Yeah yeah yea yea
 
CHORUS
Everything on you is sexy, I know
Here, I'm ready to give you everything
You're there with your friends, I know all three of them
You're looking more and more like Sex & The City (x2)
 
Everything on you is sexy, okay I know that
While you're waling by my side, so dominant
And the closer you are to me everything's more alarming
Cause you're doing everything you know I fall for
 
She, she knows
To come to me in the club around one thirty
To dance in my lap like a go-go star
After that take me to a villa and do who knows what
 
Uooooh nananana
Uooooh nananana
 
CHORUS
Everything on you is sexy, I know
Here, I'm ready to give you everything
You're there with your friends, I know all three of them
You're looking more and more like Sex & The City (x2)
 
Everything on you is sexy, okay I know that
Every story with you, everything is interesting
I wanna admit that it's unbelievable
That you're so nice and wild at the same time
 
She, she knows
To come to me in the club around one thirty
To dance in my lap like a go-go star
After that take me to a villa and do who knows what
 
CHORUS
Everything on you is sexy, I know
Here, I'm ready to give you everything
You're there with your friends, I know all three of them
You're looking more and more like Sex & The City (x2)
 
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Freedom

Versions: #3
It’s only when you swim against the tide,
you understand the price of freedom of speech.
The chain links merge into long pieces,
and the lifeline becomes just a point.
 
Words and days, stitch after stitch,
sew your life with soul and sparks.
Here, behind the bars, the colonel’s the boss,
and all my freedom is a radio receiver.
 
I am free like a bird in the sky.
I am free, I forgot what fear is.
 
To be different means to be always alone.
Choose what you prefer, homelessness or prison.
Nobody gets freedom just for free,
you can't simply leave or enter it.
 
Soda to make the tea more black.
Got it? Then pour yourself a cup.
I'm taking part in some sitting marathon.
At least I have a radio-cassette player.
 
I am free like a bird in the sky.
I am free, I forgot what fear is.
 
Tea, fags, answers to questions,
interrogations, still more and more.
My radio is a one-way communication,
dots and dashes, jail argot.
 
I cannot say anything, but I hear everything,
I saw a rat transforming into a mouse.
What cannot be erased, no matter what you do,
is freedom and that's what's deep inside of me.
 
I am free like a bird in the sky.
I am free, I forgot what fear is.
 
Freedom is that what’s deep inside me.
 
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Hands out of your Pockets

- Hands out of your pockets,
Where is your document?
He said to me at/on Moskovskiy*,
the cop that was walking by.
And I was with my accordion
- Oh here it is, ME!
- And what's this?
- Oh this is my music!
 
Blah blah blah (a story about Moscow)
 
-- Hands out of your pockets,
Where is your document?
He said to me at/on Leningradskiy*
the cop that was walking by.
And I was with my accordion
- Oh here it is, ME!
- And what's this?
- Oh this is my music!
 
This is my music!!
 
There you go!!
 
This is my music!!
 

Good Morning, Kids!

Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
 
Mornings are so cool!
I want joy, let's dance.
All destinations are open to us.
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
 
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
 
I've made my bed,
and all the toys are waiting for fun,
and I want to draw with my pencils.
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
 
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
 
The sun is shining through the clouds,
Let's have fun with all our hearts.
Every day is the best!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
Good morning!
Good morning!
Good morning, kids!
 

Cottage People

I slowly die at work,
Then I get drunk, then (I'm) in (a pool of) vomit,
I come home, and you're there,
Scrambled eggs, TV, geranium flowers.
 
Chorus:
When summer comes
We'll go to our Dacha (cottage)
With shovels in our hands
we'll dig our asses off
Da-cha!!! (Yeah, huh!!!)
 
gotta plant the potatoes
 
I slowly die at work,
Then I get drunk, then (I'm) in (a pool of) vomit,
And in this life there isn't shit
(none of) that, what's it again... oh! Happiness!
 
Chorus.
 
The potatoes, the potatoes...
And don't forget to water the tomatoes!!!
 

 

Alchoholic

I love beer, I love vodka,
I like chicks and fatty herring,
I don't like your baked rolls,
I'm an alcoholic, a fucking moron!
 
Alcoholic and a moron!
Alcoholic and a moron!
Alcoholic and a moron!
Alcoholic and a moron!
 
I like neither milk nor honey,
I don't like when the receiver screeches like that,
I don't love you, (or like) your French rolls,
I'm an alcoholic, a fucking moron!
 
Alcoholic and a moron!
 

The monologue from the garden

In the garden without flowers, of an arhitect
I step carefully amongst spines that pierce me through the chest of mine
They let me the trace and the smell , only of dirty 'flowers'
That grew up in hate , grudge and frustration
It is a humanly thing, 'cause also the prophets are mistaken
They predicted me happyness, while i don't have 'Time' to love
An oasis of peace i search it amongst 'prisons'
For when i will |Go' , to go spotless, in the hand of mine with two flowers
In the middle of nowhere i'm wandering , and i hear how
'She's shoutin at the moon
The 'wolf packs', are pouncing at the 'sheepfold'
Demons eyes that shines in the night, in the middle of the street
Takin pills and doin drugs, the prey animals
The father of ours , where are you!?
Tell it to me , wat is to be done !!!
Through cells, an empire is staring lost,
Whilst the thughs, with artilery from the 'mill' of hopes
Are fully armoured and they get up from the storm of bullets
I'm fighting with the ego , that's urging me , the cross of mine to not bear
I to taste the passion fruit, from an bitter love
Whilst jewels , brilliants are to be found in the Dead Sea
The time of mine , brother in blood it is with 'Once upon a time there was'
But i'm gettin out of the darkness, 'cause the light i've chosen
I leave behind the rust, same like Cristina did
 

Kiev - Leningrad

Kiev - Leningrad1 - the glow of the runways.
Kiev - Leningrad - less than a day's time.
Kiev - Leningrad - so as not to forget your voice.
Kiev - Leningrad - if you are waiting for me.
 
The wax melted down, the candles went out, the house is dark,
I want to cry and it's not an accident if it's raining on the window.
Sad moments often happen in our destiny,
But if one day you say 'I miss (you)' - I'll fly to you.
 
Kiev - Leningrad - the glow of the runways.
Kiev - Leningrad - less than a day's time.
Kiev - Leningrad - so as not to forget your voice.
Kiev - Leningrad - if you are waiting for me.
 
The northern city keeps your soul,
And as years are flying away in the fog after the ship2.
As I do not try hard to slow down the course of the time,
But if you want, if you want, I'll fly to you.
 
Kiev - Leningrad - the glow of the runways.
Kiev - Leningrad - less than a day's time.
Kiev - Leningrad - so as not to forget your voice.
Kiev - Leningrad - if you are waiting for me.
 

• 1. This song is about a love that occuerd before the city changed its name in 1991.
• 2. The мчатся verb means to run like a chicken, but in English, time flies. The корабль word is a ship, a boat or an aircraft. It might also refers to a famous sad song Летят журавли (The Cranes Are Flying) by Mark Bernes, where the word туман (fog) is also used.

This Devil's Not On My Level

Yesterday, I met this girl after a drink or two,
Nothing much to look at, and a piss-taker too.
We knocked back about ten shots but, after this,
I begin to dance the twist, and she dances like shit.
 
I reckon that this devil is just not on my level.(1)
I reckon that this devil is just not on my level.
 
Last weekend, a similar thing happened to me too:
Got to know this girl somewhere - forgot her name, mind you.
All in all, we drank around six bottles of 'Moet' full,
But she couldn't hold her drink, and puked under the table.
 
I reckon that this devil is just not on my level.
I reckon that this devil is just not on my level.
 
You can't argue with karma, bitch, how can you not scream,
Where science is meaningless, the doctors sit silently,
The kind of babe, at my level - where is she hiding?
In the future, I'll weakly settle, I'm better off wanking.
 
I reckon that this devil is just not on my level.
I reckon that this devil is just not on my level.
 

Eyes front!

Our company was parading through town
followed by two laughing brown eyes. She sure was pretty.
 
She is our good luck charm.
We were eying her as best we could,
but the commander called out:
'Eyes front!'
 
All our thoughts were with her as we marched.
Every one of us thought her glances were for him.
 
She is our good luck charm.
We were eying her as best we could,
but the commander called out:
'Eyes front!'
 
As we were dismissed, we saw her with a guy.
Our commander walked hand in hand by her side.
 
She is our good luck charm.
We were eying her as best we could,
but the commander called out:
'Eyes front!'
 
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The Ballad of Flemmingrad

In the snowdrift of December I invite you
To where I pay my respects to my troll neighbour.
He was everyone's friend, and someone I loved
This gift to us all was called Flemmingrad.
 
We 'll forget all the years he's been gone
And we'll stuff grass up his nose just for fun!
Up his nose?
This is his face, it shows laughter and grief
He's disgusting!
Flemmy the fungus troll.
 

The legendary troll Flemmingrad

Everyone gathers in December
and we extol our cheerful friend
The soul of trolls
His name is well-known: Flemmingrad
 
After reminiscing the distant past,
we stuff grass in the nostrils
May he be blessed
Oh, the legendary troll
 

From Split to Belgrade

Your lips are delicious
Your lips were delicious
our songs are sad
our songs were sad
A woman remained broken like a glass
 
Tonight you won't sleep
because you'll only be dreaming of me
 
Your lips are delicious
Your lips were delicious
our songs are sad
our songs were sad
A woman remained broken like a glass
 
Ref x 2
 
Everyday it rains
from Split to Belgrade
everyday it pours down
from Dalmatia to Serbia
 
But that's not real rain
which pours in vain
yes, that's pleasant rain
my dear Viktorija
and it's only my eyes greeting you in the solitude
 
Ref x 4