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Az elveszett szerelmek

Az elveszett szerelmek
Nem találnak többé egymásra
És az elhagyatott szeretõk
Keresgélhetnek tovább
 
Az elveszett szerelmek
Pedig nincsenek olyan messze
És az elhagyatott szeretõk
Nem tudnak felejteni
 
A szív minden esküje
A szerelem minden esküje
Minden 'Szoríts, szoríts karjadiban
Szerelmem
Örökké szeretni fogjuk egymást'
Örökké, örökké
Örökké, örökké
Örökké
Az elveszett szerelmek
Nem találnak többé egymásra
És az elhagyatott szeretõk
Keresgélhetnek tovább
 
Az elveszett szerelmeim
Még mindig kísértenek éjszakánként
És ismeretlenek karjaiban
Kívánom megtalálni a felejtést
 
Te, te szeretni fogsz
Én viszont nem fogok hinni neked
Minden olyan lesz, mint
Az elsõ szerelmeim hajnalán
 
A szív minden esküje
A szerelem minden esküje
Minden 'Szoríts, szoríts karjadiban
Szerelmem
Örökké szeretni fogjuk egymást'
Örökké, örökké
Örökké, örökké
Örökké
Az elveszett szerelmek
Nem találnak többé egymásra
És az elhagyatott szeretõk
Keresgélhetnek tovább
 

Szomorú vasárnap

(Szomorú vasárnap)
 
Borús vasárnap
Karjaim virágokkal vannak teli
Beléptem a szobánkba
Bágyadt szívvel, mert már tudtam,
Hogy nem jössz vissza
Szerelemmel és fájdalommal itatott szavakat dobáltam a semmibe
Ott álltam egyedül, mint egy balfék, szerencsétlen picsa
És halkan sírdogáltam
Miközben a dér kesergését hallgattam
 
(Szomorú vasárnap)
 
Egy vasárnapon fogok eltávozni az élõk soraiból, mikor már nem bírom tovább a szenvedést
És te akkor visszatérsz majd, de én már nem leszek itt
A szüzek úgy égnek majd, mint a lángoló remény
És neked, minden erõfeszítés nélkül, szemeim nyitva lesznek
Ne félj szerelmem, nem látnak már
Elmondják majd neked, hogy jobban szerettelek saját életemnél
 
(Szomorú vasárnap)
 
Egy vasárnapon fogok eltávozni az élõk soraiból, mikor már nem bírom tovább a szenvedést
És te akkor visszatérsz majd, de én már nem leszek itt
A szüzek úgy égnek majd, mint a lángoló remény
És neked, minden erõfeszítés nélkül, szemeim nyitva lesznek
Ne félj szerelmem, nem látnak már
Elmondják majd neked, hogy jobban szerettelek saját életemnél
 
(Szomorú vasárnap)
 

Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde

No, I'm not the Doctor Jekyll
(Hi, Doctor Jekyll)
My name is Hyde, Mister Hyde.
Doctor Jekyll have in himself
A Mister Hyde who're his evil genius
Mister Hyde say nothing
But in secret thought it
I tell you that I'm not the Doctor Jekyll
(Hi, Doctor Jekyll)
My name is Hyde, Mister Hyde.
Doctor Jekyll seen in his life
Only little bitches who made fun of him
Mister Hyde in his heart
took notes for the doctor.
No, I'm not the Doctor Jekyll
(Hi, Doctor Jekyll)
My name is Hyde, Mister Hyde.
Docteur Jekll understood one day
That's this Mister Hyde was the one they loved in him
Mister Hyde, this bastard,
has skined, skined the Docteur Jekyll
(Docteur Jekyll )
(Docteur Jekyll )
(Docteur Jekyll )
(Docteur Jekyll )
 

Cannabis

Death for me is face of a child
In a transparent look,
Her body dressed the refinement of love,
Which will take me forever
 
She calls me by my name,
Suddenly I lose my reason,
Is it a curse?
Or the subtle effect of cannabis?
 
She calls me by my name,
Suddenly I lose my reason,
Is it a curse?
Or the subtle effect of cannabis?
 
Death opening beneath me, her legs and arms
Close themselves on me
Her body finally rips me the groans of pleasure
And my last sigh
 

Death by Fire Extinguisher

To extinguish the fire in Marilou's ass
One night no longer able to take the jealousy
I ran to the hallway of the hotel to take from its mount
The fire extinguisher
 
Brandishing the cylinder
I strike paff and Marilou starts moaning
From her dented cranium escapes a vermilion blood
Identical to the red bleeding from the appliance
She has a last somersault on the linoleum, an ultimate tremor
I push on the throttle, the body of Marilou disappears under the foam
 

Variations on Marilou

In her absent look and her iris of absinthe
While Marilou amuses herself making smoke rings of menthol
Between two comic strip bubbles
All in playing with the zipper of her levis (jeans)
I read vice and think of Carroll Lewis
 
In her absent look and her iris of absinthe
While Marilou does everything she can to make smoke rings of menthol
Between two comic strip bubbles
All in playing with her zipper
Half opening her levis
 
In her absent look and her iris of absinthe I say
I read the vice of a baby doll
And I think of Lewis Carroll
 
In her absent look and her iris of absinthe
When the stereo speakers spit, throwing out
A cry of cards and flushes
 
While Marilou abuses herself
Her health is worn out
Sending herself into the air (sex)
 
When in an absurd dream Marilou is reduced
When her coma absorbs her in obscure practices
Her pupil is absent and her iris is absinthe
Under her gestures are tinted underlying ecstasies
 
In her look, vice offers a salacious side
A bit of dishwater blue from her pair of levis
While she exhales a sigh of menthol
My mentally deficient lost in her physical and cerebral exile
Plays with the metal of her zipper and the jug of coral appears
 
She coca cola's (sticks on) a finger that, stopping at the edge of the coral
Is taken near the calyx of the vertigo of Alice by Lewis Caroll
 
When in obscure dreams Marilou is reduced
When her coma absorbs her in absurd reveries
Her pupil is absent and her iris is absinthe
Surreptitiously, pleasure without any wait are tinted
 
Lost in her physical and cerebral exile
One by one she exhales feverish sighs perfumed with menthol
My mentally deficient makes tinted the metal of her zipper
And narcissistic she pushes the vice
In the dishwater blue night of her pair of levis
 
Arrived at the pubis of her coral sex spreading the corolla
Taken to the edge of the calyx of Vertigo, Alice jumps into her bones
In the country of mischief of Lewis Carroll
 
Pupils absent, iris of absinthe, baby doll
Listens to her idols, Jimi Hendrix, Elvis Presley, T-Rex, Alice Cooper
Lou Reed, The Rolling Stones, she's crazy about them
Above, this narcissist plonges with delight
Into the blue petrol night of her pair of levis
 
She arrives at the pubis and very cool with menthol
She self controls her little orifice
Finally pushing the vice right up to the edge of the calyx
With a sex-symbol finger spreading the corolla
At the heart of rock & roll wanders my Alice
In the country of mischief of Lewis Carroll
 

The Man with the Cabbage Head

I’m the man with the cabbage head:
Half vegetable, half guy.
For the lovely eyes of Marilou
I went off and pawned
My Remington and my ride
I was in the depths of the hold,* on the edge
Of my nerves, I didn’t have a kopeck left.
From the day I mixed myself up with
Her I lost almost everything
My job at the cabbage leaf,*
Where scandals equal beefsteaks*
I was finished, fucked, check-
Mate in the eyes of Marilou,
Who treated me like a white-beak*
And drove me half mad.
Oh no you have no idea, guy
She needed discothèques
And dinners at the Kangaroo
Club, so I signed the cheques
Without the funds, it was crazy, crazy
At the end I waited and waited
Like a brainless melon a watermelon
But how No, I’m not just going
Spell it out for you like that, cut and dry.
What? Me? Love her still? Nails!*
Who and where am I? Cabbaged* here or
In the white foam wrack
On the beach in Malibu.
 

No Comment

If I have what affirmative and what else no comment
If I fuck affirmative what names no comment
Sluts affirmative actresses no comment
Little girls affirmative girls of what age ooh ooh ooh
 
If I have what affirmative and what else no comment
If I have a hard on affirmative for whom no comment
For whores affirmative and who else no comment
Brunettes blonde and redheads ooh ooh ooh
 
If I have what affirmative and what else no comment
If I assure affirmative what all alone no comment
Technique affirmative fingering skills no comment
Self control affirmative goes without saying ooh ooh ooh
 
If I have what affirmative and what else no comment
If I like it affirmative which side no comment
Not importan, what do I prefer?
Obsessed affirmative with sex ooh ooh ooh
 
If I have what affirmative and what else no comment
If I'm good at it affirmative what all alone no comment
Technique affirmative fingering skills no comment
Self control affirmative how that ooh ooh ooh
 
If I have what affirmative and what else no comment
If I like it affirmative which position no comment
Not important affirmative, what do I prefer?
Obsessed affirmative with sex ooh ooh ooh
 

Pamela Popo

I know in a club in Soho
Someone named Pamela Popo
One of those little girls whose skin
Is darker than a tale by Edgar Allan Poe
 
On a rococo music
This little Pamela Popo
Developed one of her dance numbers
A striptease to make your back cold
 
She first removes a jersey
Which is marked Pamela Popo
In golden letter, and without a word
She sketches the Slow
 
After that, Her breasts
In the air, Pamela Popo
Sighs oh oh
Oh oh oh Oh Pamela Popo
Finally we sift the projos
About Pamela Popo
Who from the back
Drop her panties from Petit Negro
 

Sex Shop

Say, little slut, tell me
How was it in his arms
Was he better than with me?
 
Yeah, vicious one, tell me everything
How many times, how many times
Still not the end?
 
No, little slut, you're lying to me
He did not do that much
That you claim to me
 
But, little idiot, it does not matter
Invent for me these hands
On your belly and your breasts
 
Still, did you not do that?
It's not true ?
Tell me it's not true!
 
Say, little slut, tell me again
How was it in his arms?
Was he better than me?
 
But, little bitch, if you told me,its true
I will not forgive you,
I swear, Never
 
Liar
Liar
 

Des laids, Des laids

When I'm told that I'm ugly
I'm sick of it so I do not wake up
You are my little Marylin
And I'm your Miller
Huh? Not Arthur rather Henry
The hardcore specialist
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
Even reggae music for my dog
What everyone thought so naughty
Poor doggie it's me who drinks
And he died of cirrhosis
Maybe it was by osmosis
So much so that he drank my words
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
Finally we have to do with what we have
The ugly face but we can not do anything
Besides, we are awful
I'm sure God gives us
A little of his mercy
Because
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
The hidden beauty
Ugly ugly
Sees himself without
Delay delay
 
Delay delay
 

Scenic railway

Yeah
I will take you on the Scénic railway
If that's what you want
It's easy
Yeah
I will take you on the Scénic railway
We will see that tomorrow
I promise
But do you not feel
Somewhat unconscious
All that love means
Will you know it one day
Yeah
I will take you on the Scénic railway
You only have that in mind
It's terrible
 
Yeah
I will take you on the Scénic railway
But those emotions
It's easy
Yeah
I will take you on the Scénic railway
And stop sulking
It's OK
I'll see you there
I want you
Clinging to my arm
By your nails hurt
Yeah
I'll look a little cynical yeah yeah
There is just machines
To get sent into the air
 

Gloomy Sunday

Dark Sunday
Arms full of flowers
I entered our room
My heart was wary because I already knew
That you would not come back
And I swung words of love and pain
I stayed all alone like a poor bastard
And I cried all over
Listening to hear the complaint of frost
 
(Gloomy sunday)
 
I will die a sunday where I would have suffered too much
So you'll come back but I'll be gone
Virgins will burn like ardent hope
And for you without effort, my eyes will be open
Do not be afraid of my love if they can not see you
They will tell you that I loved you more than my life
 
(Gloomy sunday)
 
I will die a sunday where I would have suffered too much
So you'll come back but I'll be gone
Virgins will burn like ardent hope
And for you without effort, my eyes will be open
Do not be afraid of my love if they can not see you
They will tell you that I loved you more than my life
 
(Gloomy sunday)