A keresés eredménye

Summer in Auschwitz!

Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
Summer in Auschwitz!
 
Summer in Auschwitz, summer in Auschwitz!
Fuck Gestapo, swing your hand.
Camp, sun, holiday moment.
The chimney smoke resembles the smell of a barbecue.
 
Summer in Auschwitz, summer in Auschwitz!
Fuck Gestapo, swing your hand.
Camp, sun, holiday moment.
The chimney smoke resembles the smell of a barbecue.
 
It's summer in Auschwitz - full chillout.
I don't see my daughter, somebody sure rapes her.
Kapo rebukes us, we don't fucking care at all.
We don't have water, we pee in cups.
Cups up, Hände hoch.
Everybody looks for his summer love.
You are cool, you caught my eye.
I'm mad for you, because I'm loco.
Wait, roll up your sleeve, show your skin.
Wait a moment, I'll write down your number.
You have a great figure, bald head is just a detail.
You look like Anja Rubik on the runway.
Your body is hot, I want touch it.
I lose my breath at the sight of you, sun, cyklon B.
I feel that my smell doesn't delights,
but don't take a shower there.
 
Summer in Auschwitz, summer in Auschwitz!
Fuck Gestapo, swing your hand.
Camp, sun, holiday moment.
The chimney smoke resembles the smell of a barbecue.
 
Summer in Auschwitz, summer in Auschwitz!
Fuck Gestapo, swing your hand.
Camp, sun, holiday moment.
The chimney smoke resembles the smell of a barbecue.
 
That's right, that's right, we're having fun here.
Although Germans killed our family.
Date in crematory, and what?
I explain my baby what is the offside rule.
There is summer, sun, blue of sky.
I don't need anything other than penicillin.
I sing for you, baby, show your legs.
Jew gobbles groats from floor.
Bodies are lying, who hided sun loungers?
Champagne, beer, starvation death.
Corpse in the ditches, you are awesome.
You are my baby and I'm your Mr. Lover.
We have gas for free, head is swaying.
Gazprom can kiss my dick.
There is summer, holiday.
sunset, fuck german mothefucker.
 
Summer in Auschwitz, summer in Auschwitz!
Fuck Gestapo, swing your hand.
Camp, sun, holiday moment.
The chimney smoke resembles the smell of a barbecue.
 
Summer in Auschwitz, summer in Auschwitz!
Fuck Gestapo, swing your hand.
Camp, sun, holiday moment.
The chimney smoke resembles the smell of a barbecue.
 

Smells of the Past

My precious doll,
Let's have you dressed in a beautiful kimono
And a twinkling gold hair ornament
Will bring you happiness
 
My precious doll,
Let's have you dressed in a lovely obi sash as well
In a rose coral to adorn
What a beautiful obi
 
Such diverse blessing of riches this country holds
Overflowing with flowers
There you can hear, over there in the street
Happy voices in song
 
My precious doll,
I'll have you gently in my arms
Crimson lips
So it'll never fade away
 
Such diverse blessing of riches this country holds
A swaying breeze
And a song to hear, over there in the street
An eternal vow of happiness
 
An eternal vow of happiness
 

I believed in her love

I believed that her love
Would shine my life in gold
Why did she have to
Bring back the old pain again
 
Chorus.
 
She gave her love to someone else
And I'll remember it, I know she's making a mistake
That she left something
To the empty heart, to comfort herself
That she left something
To the empty heart, to comfort herself
 
I believed in her love
She was my entire world
But just a moment was enough for her
To destroy my dreams
 
Chorus.
 
She gave her love to someone else
And I'll remember it, I know she's making a mistake
That she left something
To the empty heart, to comfort herself
That she left something
To the empty heart, to comfort herself
 

They don't let me love you

I'm pouring my eyes out tonight
Like a little child
What did i do to anyone
For them to take a revenge on me
 
Chorus 2x
They don'y let me love you
To kiss where your foot steps
I don't need this life
If i loose you
 
Tonight i'm searching only for you
Talking to myself
What did i do to anyone
Not to be with you
 
Chorus 2x
They don'y let me love you
To kiss where your foot steps
I don't need this life
If i loose you
 
Tonight i'm cursing my enemies
With the pain of my soul
What did i do to anyone
For them to crush my dreams
 
Chorus 2x
They don'y let me love you
To kiss where your foot steps
I don't need this life
If i loose you
 

Chasing Foggy Mornings

You can see, it's not normal, far from normal,
I admit that I'm a total wackadoo.
I am chasing, I am chasing foggy mornings,
And there's nothing better for myself to do.
 
REFRAIN #1:
Folks are riding to earn fortunes, folks are riding on a purpose,
To escape from their resentment and from woes.
But I'm riding, but I'm riding to chase rainbows,
To chase rainbows in the land of fog and firs.
 
You can see yourself, it's simple, really simple
For the one, who took a leave at least just once.
You imagine it’s an impulse or a signal:
Peaks in sunlight, spruces, songs of rains and bluffs.
 
REFRAIN #2:
It’s not a problem that my luggage does contain in equal measure
Recollections, sadness, debts unpaid of yours…
But I'm riding, but I'm riding to chase rainbows,
To chase rainbows in the land of fog and firs.
And I'm riding, and I'm riding to chase rainbows,
To chase rainbows in the land of fog and firs.
 

Fireworks

She's still not sure with herself
That she's allowed to dream too
And it already came true
Now the fear from the light
Makes breathing hard for her
And surely there is someone to blame
 
Fireworks
Her skies are thirsty
For fireworks
The mind might understand it's a mistake
But for the heart
Every day is Independence Day
 
She's still not sure with herself
How old she is today
And it's her birthday soon
This loneliness takes up all of her space
And here there's someone at the door
 
Fireworks...
 
So she might run away again
Or perhaps she'll trust the time to take
Responsibility
And make all the decisions for her
It's all up to God
 
Fireworks...