A keresés eredménye

We Finished School

Five of us finished the school, one gang
My two classmates, two girl friends and I
The last bell was in a hand of the first grader
We tried to stay awake as long as possible
We drank beer like crazy for leaving school
We drank vodka for those who were friends
We smoked twenty cigarettes for every time we were punished for only being students
 
I wish you would have seen how our Kristė looked
She drove all the boys crazy
It was a little miracle to hold her breast in hand
It was a big miracle to take her home
A silent Agnė dreamed about an eternal love
They are both sitting under birches of their childhood
Talking about men they love
They are both laughing because they are not living with them
 
Our souls and brains were disappointed by many people
Guilt and fears will not leave us
We cry as much as we want
But were waiting with smiles on our faces for the things that will happen
 
My deskmate is a great boss now
He has thousands of ties, there is no such a word as 'stop' for him
When he is sober, he lies that everything is fine and he is happy
When he is drunk, he says 'Let's set everything on fire and go to hell'
 
Another one used to follow the wrong paths
He tried everything first, he didn't choose any ways.
I can't believe he was found in the river in London
I can't believe he had friends besides us
 
Our souls and brains were disappointed by many people
Guilt and fears will not leave us
We cry as much as we want
But were waiting with smiles on our faces for the things that will happen
 
Our souls and brains were disappointed by many people
Guiltiness and fears will not leave us
 
And I, without any meaning. As if I bloomed on the wrong time
With a muzzle of clown, fireworks in the background
When I'm full, they say: 'what a boring man'
When I'm empty, they call me a celebrity
 

In my city

Look at us,
What games we have,
Houses full of secrets
In our city.
 
Look at us,
At our diferent fates,
What mysterious business
In our city
 
Hey, give me your hand, brother,
I'll quitely walk you
Through sins and demons
Where our deepets passion in our city.
 
In my city there's thieves and priests,
In my city there's love and money,
There's no peace in my city, there's no peace.
 
In my city angels yet live,
In my city it sometimes is easy,
In my city, there still is God, there still is God.
 

Asteroid

When will the war happen and an asteroid will kill us?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
When will we die and GDP will drop?
I don't know
I don't know
 
Everyone is bombed by negative news
Influencers are writing their blogs
Cauliflowers are expensive and the roads are bad
Grandma from the countryside is eating sand again
Statkevičius had an argument with his husband again
You know so much, but you don't know anything
And the forests in Amazon are burning
The glaciers and white brears are melting
And you know so much, but don't know anything
And now they are going to tell it nicely nicely
That everything is bad bad again
Via Delfi, CNN and 15min
Every old man is a wise guy on Facebook
Every nonsense has its Kepenis
And Euro rate is dropping again
Don't ask me again why the bells are ringing
They are ringing for you and you feel stupid
You know so much, but
you don't know anything
When will the war happen and an asteroid will kill us?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
When will we die and GDP will drop?
I don't know
I don't know
 
How great it is - we are living in the most wonderul time
And the apocalypse is near
Sugar and meat kill us, but carrots don't
 
There are also Trump, China, Middle East
Some kind of Vanga predicted it long time ago
So goodbye, it was a pleasure. Bye to everybody
And afraid parents are putting their children in the bed on nights:
'No need to panic, baby, sleep well'
When will the war happen and an asteroid will kill us?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
When will we die and GDP will drop?
I don't know
I don't know
 

You're here, You're here

When I wake up in the morning, you're here, you're here
You smell like softness, you're here, you're here
Like a quick kiss, you're here, you're here
Fresh like water, you're here, you're here
 
With honey and tea, da da da
They will embrace you like moss, da da da, da da da
After black dreams you're all white.
 
That's how with an empty head,
With awakening calls
The new day begins.
A sunny new day.
 
Cold like the rain, you're here, you're here.
Never the same, you're here, you're here.
 
Like waiting for hungry children, that day,
With a mother being annoying, that day, that day,
And will still hurt without meaning to.
 
How we hurt others quietly,
Those who we love the most...
 
And the new day will kill you!
Miserable new day!
A day as difficult as hell!
A tear-heavy day!
 
But you already know all of this!
She will not leave you alone!
 
When you wake up in the morning, you're here, you're here
Sunny in the fog again,
With honey on your lips again.
 
You bring that to the street!
Will go to...
 
Lift your head up.
The day is showing you a thumbs-up.
The good is always tomorrow,
The bad is left yesterday.
 
And then all the colours
Will paint your harbor,
Where you suffered with all of the sails down
While the others were smelling the joy.
 
The cars have woken up again,
It's time to hit the road,
When the sun lies down,
The wind lifts the daisies.
 
You can run like a lion,
You can be lazy like a panda,
You can never know what will happen
But everyone finds something in the day, that day.
 
That day, na na na na na.
 

About Us

When we were seventeen - heads full of dreams,
Didn't choose trips - we went where out hearts showed
And we repeated to one another, I'm for you, you're for me, I'm yours
Remember, how you said - we are gods.
 
Look - it's only sky
Hear - it's about us
And it's raining our rain
And this world is wonderful
Look - it's only sky
Hear - it's about us
And it's so good to be together
Between old good friends
 
Even though alot of years have passed, we're full of dreams
Like a song cought on a wind, to it's star it's flying
And we repeated to one another, I'm for you, you're for me, I'm yours
And everyday you tell me - we are gods
 
Look - it's only sky
Hear - it's about us
And it's raining our rain
And this world is wonderful
Look - it's only sky
Hear - it's about us
And it's so good to be together
Between old good friends
 
Look - it's only sky
Hear - it's about us
And it's raining our rain
And this world is wonderful
Look - it's only sky
Hear - it's about us
And it's so good to be together
Between old good friends
 

Heart won't hurt

This is a story about a tough guy
With black darkness in his eyes
And a rock for a heart
 
He goes to nowhere,
Because he came from nowhere
Doesn't matter what place, doesn't matter what faces
Doesn't matter if sun, or moon has rissen
Today (he is) sleeping here - tomorrow (he is) sleeping there.
 
Bottle of whiskey - don't care about nothing
Money in hand - glass in the soul
No one can be like him even for a bit
You'll stand in his way - it'll end up badly
 
When you ask him in the morning if anything hurts
He says: my head burts - but my heart isn't hurting
 
My heart isn't hurting
 
And taste of blood is bitter like of nicotine's
Evil ahead - anger not too far
Movements fast like Amphetamine
Fists and squeezed tight, knifes are pulled out
 
And with red flowers sky will soon bloom
Human, in who's eyes is darkness, from Earth will rise
Lonely, because he never needed nothing
And he'll go to nowhere, because he came from nowhere
 
And if you asking tomorrow if anythings hurting
He'll say: everything, but my heart isn't hurting
 
My heart isn't hurting
 
But there's noone, that holds up
Against girls like her - there are no weapons
Face out of ice, body out of steel
Fire in the eyes... fire in the eyes...
 
And you won't believe - our hero blushes:
I don't know what is happening - my heart is hurting
 
My heart is hurting
 

On Our Way Home

A foreign city is awakening us again… with our radio receivers
And foreign to us is the mist before the last train home.
We’re on our way again, travelling back
Somehow, on steamboats, aeroplanes…
Even forgetting to wave to the stewardess with a birth mark on her lip. If that sea is still there, in which we drowned our love last year
Get our rooms ready and get some more wine
If those streets are still there, in which we met last year
What could be better?
We’re on our way home
We’re on our way home
On our way home! And we get off the stuffy, dusty bus, older than any one of us
And I’m almost the same I was, when I got on it a long time ago
And shared a cigarette with my friend, like in our school days, yeah
Dividing it by two
And we saw places I haven’t been to in a long time. And if there’s still something left on which we sat last year
A free chair at the table, if I might pull it up more closely
And if that girl is still free with whom I talked nonsense last year*
We missed all this, missed all this, missed all this… We’re on our way home (on our way home)
We’re on our way home
On our way home! And if there’s still something left on which we sat last year
And if there’s still one free…
We’re on our way home (on our way home)
We’re on our way home
On our way home!
We’re on our way home…
 

40

I offered her wine
I know how to behave with girls
I let my hand
Slide down her ballerina body
I said, “If you want love,
We can go to my place.”
She said, “Love I surely want,
Just not with you.”
That left the biggest hole in my soul
 
And everything looks just the same way as before
The same wishes and youthful desire
But again I came back home alone
And quietly I said to myself
 
Chorus:
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Fo-fo-fo-fo-fo-40
 
I took some more wine
Until they closed the bar
The night belonged to the glass
And the morning to aspirin
All of a sudden the world turned over with me
What happened then, hopefully no one will remember
In a nutshell—I woke up dead
 
And everything looks just the same way as before
The same wishes and youthful desire
But again I didn’t go to work today
And quietly I said to myself
 
Chorus:
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Everything won’t just end when you’re
Fo-fo-fo-foaaa…
 
Spoken:
My grandpa would always say that every age is great, wonderful and beautiful like a field of strawberries…
What do I know, grandpa… What do I know…
 
And everything looks just the same way as before
The same wishes and youthful desire
And I willingly made the same mistakes
When you’re fo-fo-fo-fo…
 
Chorus:
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
Everything won’t just end when you’re 40
 
And so on, hell knows how many times until the end which is waiting in the distance.