A keresés eredménye oldal 10

Az Árkokban

Egy förtelem
Egy családi mocsok utolsója
A nemzőnek ki kellett volna húznia
A kibaszott sperma-pazarlást
Az undorral gúnyolt család
Szívességet tett volna a világnak,
A rengeteg bosszúság kevesebb lenne
Ha elvetettek volna téged
 
Mennyire lehet valaki szánalmas?
Mindig újabb szintekre süllyedni
Évek óta leírva
Becstelen dolgok miatt kiűzve
De nem volt élete, nem volt célja
Ezért az irigység gennyesedik belül
Lerakódott ürülék
Egy legvégső dicséret
 
Járkáló szarkupac
Üres szavakkal
Nincs tisztesség, becsület,
Vagy hitelesség
Elveszett az őszinteség
Egy sekélyes életforma
Egy tisztesség nélküli szégyenfolt
Eljött a Karma hogy követeljen
 
A járkáló halott
 
Kipusztítani, tönkretenni lényedet
Az ellenérzés erősödik
Erősködj, míg vért nem ontok
Örvendezz, ahogy meghalsz
 
Szélesre tárt ajtók
Eljött a halál impulzusa
Összes félelmed összegzése
Felfedem az összes kurva hazugságod
Végtagok törnek és szakadnak
Záporozó fogak, vér és köpet
Megjelennek a fojtott sikolyok
Könyörgésed mégis süket fülekre talál
 
Az árkokban újra találkozunk
Korlátlanul fogok uralkodni
Minden ellenfelet elpusztítok
Baszd meg az ellenségeid
Időről időre átbasztál engem
Halott vagy számomra
Az árkokban újra találkozunk
Korlátlanul fogok uralkodni
Korlátlanul uralkodni!
 
Most kurvára dögölj meg
Edd meg a kibaszott szarom
Megsemmisítés
Hódítani fogok
 
Nem állok meg a végéig
Amíg be nem következik az időszerű halálod
Marcangolok, kitépem a torkod
Lefejezlek és a nyakadba szarok
Elájulok a fájdalmas vonaglásod látványa okozta extrém gyönyörtől
A parazita-szerű létednek befellegzett, lehugyozom a maradványaid
 

The Cacti

The whole world is a cactus
It's impossible to sit down
In life, there are only cacti
Me, I am pricking myself to know
 
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow!
 
In their hearts there are cacti
In their wallets there are cacti
Beneath their feet, there are cacti
In the hour there are cacti
 
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow!
 
To defend myself from their cacti,
I took a cactus, when it was my turn
In my bed, I put cacti
In my underwear, I put cacti
 
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow!
 
In their smiles there are cacti
In their stomachs there are cacti
In their hellos, there are cacti
In their cacti there are cacti
 
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow!
 
The whole world is a cactus
It's impossible to sit down
In life, there are cacti
Me, I am pricking myself to know
 
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow!
 
Alright
 

Chastushki for perestroika

Nation's rebirth on its way!
No longer threatened by agony!
Collectively joyous hysteria
in Lithuania, Latvia and Estonia.
 
Ой ра! Ой ра! Родина Советская!
Oj ra! Oj ra! Rodina Sowieckaja!
 
Perestroika blazes trails
to achievement and honours!
Can't contain all the smiles
in Ukraine and Belarus.
 
Ой ра! Ой ра! Родина Советская!
Oj ra! Oj ra! Rodina Sowieckaja!
 
Economy progressively moves
to fix the face of life for millennia!
with enthusiasm in strong voices
sings Georgia and Armenia.
 
Ой ра! Ой ра! Родина Советская!
Oj ra! Oj ra! Rodina Sowieckaja!
 
Transparency removes blindfolds
and works miracles in the minds!
See how to the ground bowed
are Azerbaijan and Moldavia.
 
Ой ра! Ой ра! Родина Советская!
Oj ra! Oj ra! Rodina Sowieckaja!
 
Shared effort, joint achievement!
To particularisms we say basta!
Marching towards betterment
Tajikistan and Kazachstan.
 
Ой ра! Ой ра! Родина Советская!
Oj ra! Oj ra! Rodina Sowieckaja!
 
We'll build a country above countries!
You just need to want the want – and make it so!
Like under tzar Nicholas!
Like under tzar Peter!
 
Ой ра! Ой ра! Родина Советская!
Oj ra! Oj ra! Rodina Sowieckaja!
 

If your hand were a parachute...

Here's my dream, always the same :
You, I, in an airplane
Our flight : any famous spot
Not reached, for a difficulty
 
Since the pilote is missing
The motor stops
And we don't wake up
We can't wake up
 
We fall together into the air
Only ten seconds up to the ground
We fall together into the air
Our last straight route
 
Here's my dream, always the same :
You, I, in an aircraft
Where we head for : any charming spot
Such a spot isn't our destiny
 
Since the pilote is missing
The motor stops
And we don't wake up
We can't wake up
 
We fall together into the air
Only ten seconds up to the ground
We fall together into the air
Our last straight route
 
I would love you, darling
Yes, if your hand were a parachute...
 

Nightingales from Madrid

The sky is blue and gold,
white sunshine,
hot temperatures and festive dress,
noise and sweaty faces.
 
I know what will happen,
the bull is already jumping,
who wants to can go away,
I will get glass of wine.
 
The thirst is big, my life is running away,
let me have a nice dream.
In the shade under the figs listen to nightingales,
sing with them and drink.
 
Women are beautiful and shy,
many have fallen for me.
Eyes like two wells,
hair like raven wings.
 
I know well what does it mean
to fall into traps of girl's lap,
someone likes affairs,
I prefer glass of wine.
 
The thirst is big, my life is running away,
let me have a nice dream.
In the shade under the figs listen to nightingales,
sing with them and drink.
 
The thirst is big, my life is running away,
let me have a nice dream.
In the shade under the figs listen to nightingales,
sing with them and drink.
 
The sky is blue and gold,
Women are beautiful and shy,
Mantillas, festive dress,
Eyes like two wells...
 
I grew wiser away from people,
I am like the shady garden.
Who wants to can envy me,
I will get glass of wine.
 
The thirst is big, my life is running away,
let me have a nice dream.
In the shade under the figs listen to nightingales,
sing with them and drink.
 

Your Monsters

I don't see the moment
To be able to approach you.
You frown,
Little can be done like this.
 
Stop making excuses,
of hiding and also
that which lights you
And you do not understand anything.
Fear and silence
They do not get along
And if you are silent,
I will be silent also.
 
Uhhh uhh
Lets Change course
Uhhh uhh
That's how I sink
 
And bare your self,
Open the drawer of your memories.
I will shoot,
At all your monsters if I see them.
And I will stay here my love
And there will be no more stops.
And I will be, only me
 
If I'm honest with you,
Escaping was always your plan,
But after so much time I got tired
of camouflaging wounds by changing skin.
I promise to be honest even if it does not go well
And have to lose.
 
Uhh uhhh
now do not hide anything
uhh uhhh
come to bed
 
And bare your self,
Open the drawer of your memories.
I will shoot,
At all your monsters if I see them.
And I will stay here my love
And there will be no more stops.
And I will be, only me
 
No, no, no, no more stops
No, no, no, do not hide anything
No, no, no, come to bed, love
 
And bare your self,
Open the drawer of your memories.
I will shoot,
At all your monsters if I see them.
And I will stay here my love
And there will be no more stops.
And I will be, only me
 
And bare your self,
Open the drawer of your memories.
I will shoot,
At all your monsters if I see them.
And I will stay here my love
I swear there will be no more stops
And I alone will be the lucky one
 

Girl

V1
Girl, wondering barefoot on town's streets, is seen
Traffic light lets her through by turning green
From the above, even an air guard sends his grin
Girl, acknowledging in return, nods her head to him.
 
Somewhere, outside the town, breaks spring ice
People, walking towards the girl, part in her path.
She walks Pushkin Street to Ligovsky Prospect
Ship floats by in a canal as if in her footsteps.
 
Refrain:
And outside of a window, days streak by,
Like takeoff lights,
Some can be seen from the above,
The others are invisible.
 
And Spring blooms outside
She is in love with someone
And that someone, behind a window,
Sits and watches day after day
 
V2
As the barefoot girl over the town wonders
As a butterfly over its streets and squares flutters
As all the way through the arch she dives
Sun warms up, girl's heart in song bursts.
 
Refrain:
As outside of a window, days streak by
Like birds they are far away
Some float on clouds in the sky
The others are invisible.
 
And spring blooms outside
She is in love with someone
And that someone, behind a window,
Sits and watches day after day
 
As outside of a window, days streak by
Like birds they are far away
Some float on clouds in the sky
The others are invisible
 
And spring blooms outside
She is in love with someone
And that someone, behind a window,
Sits and watches day after day
 
As outside of a window, days streak by
Like birds they are far away
Some float on clouds in the sky
The others are invisible.
 
And spring blooms outside
She is in love with someone
And that someone, behind a window,
Sits and watches day after day
 
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Retrace your steps

Regret and nostalgia are killing me,
the tree of my life is being dried out by winter's snow,
the footprints of the years are marked over my forehead,
my beloved youth has gone far away, has gone forever.
 
I ask time if it is possible
if it is possible to retrace its steps
because I feel alone and I am the afternoon
I am the afternoon that goes into the sunset.
 
I'll find my life between the pages of oblivion,
I want to live a little longer in memories long gone,
I think of those kisses of love sincerely given to me,
of them none remain inside of my soul, just a memory.
 
Goodbye my treasure, flower that the years
flower that the years have withered,
without you I feel like Christ
like Christ who went to the .
 
Goodbye my youth,
my youth, goodbye.
 

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Babka Yozhka's Limericks

Versions: #2
Spread the bellows and start playing,
Oh my true accordion.
Sing the limericks Babka Yozhka,
Sing into the unison.
 
I was tipsy in the gloom
And went flying on a broom,
Although I am not the one
Superstitious hag around.
 
As I walked along the wood,
A small imp has grabbed my hood.
Though I thought he was a man.
What the hell is all this scam?
 
As I turned to hit the road,
This old imp again bestowed,
So I spat on his bald head
And has ordered to drop dead.
 
The most wicked of them all
Is the evil fabler scrawl.
He's a crafty fabulist,
Too bad he's on tabu list!
 
Spread the bellows and start playing,
Oh my true accordion.
Sing the limericks Babka Yozhka,
Sing into the unison.
 

Grieving Fire

You wanted to give everything
You wanted to do everything
Everything you have got and everything you have taken.
 
Can a necrosed1 heart be saved?
If you have a lot of faith?
Or is there still room for a knife?
 
The black cloak of the clouds
Falls to your face as a mourning veil
Every day a bigger pain than ever before
Your heart is packed in shards of glass
 
As the Grim Reaper2 is playing the last slow
it is time for life to travel to the maw of Hades
Thousands of angry souls
pour down the rain of tears
Covers the grave of suffering like the morning dew
 
The black cloak of the clouds
Falls to your face as a mourning veil
Every day a bigger pain than ever before
Your heart is packed in shards of glass
 
Grief has a twisted face
poisoned by the acid rain
Faith doesn't save us from the wave of destruction
or stop the scythe from swinging
 
Invasion spreads like a plague
delicate white sister gets her crotch burned by piss
Thousands of angry souls
pour down the rain of tears
Covers the grave of suffering like the morning dew
 
The black cloak of the clouds
Falls to your face as a mourning veil
Every day a bigger pain than ever before
Your heart is packed in shards of glass
 
You wanted to give everything
You wanted to do everything
Anger like a fire sets aflame
gets covered in the color of blood
You know the devil lives wherever you live.
 

• 1. Kuolio means gangrene or necrosis. Kuolioitua meaning turning into a gangrene
• 2. Literally means death

I am wholly blooming

This time is joyous, oh maidens
Now rejoice
All you youths
Oh! Oh! I am wholly blooming
 
Now I am wholly burning with virginal love
It is a new, new love, with which I am consumed
It is a new, new love, with which I am consumed
 
Be silent, nightingale, for a while
Arise, old song, from the breast
Oh! Oh! I am wholly blooming
 
Now I am wholly burning with virginal love
It is a new, new love, with which I am consumed
It is a new, new love, with which I am consumed
 
...
...
...
...
 
...
Come, mistress, with joy
Come, come, beautiful! Now I am consumed
Oh! Oh! I am wholly blooming
 
Now I am wholly burning with virginal love
It is a new, new love, with which I am consumed
It is a new, new love, with which I am consumed
 

And yet love

And yet wakefulness is
And yet we die repeatedly
And yet I believe in soul mate
And yet something has changed.
 
Demands from the world I don’t have,
A bed, darkness and you.
We step into nameless love,
The shiver like thunder struck.
 
Ref: x2
And yet love exists
And yet curse exists
I let the world know
I love, I have faith, I’m afraid.
 
World’s engines are shut,
Networks on roads have fallen,
A great desert lies around.
Wake them with a kiss, you!
 
Now I declare you goddess,
I myself I feel god.
Carry the world on, woman,
With children on my name.
 
Ref: x2
 
Outside swarm darknesses
Here we are luminous.
Quarrel between religions
Blaming each other the same.
 
You and love, both exist
And death exists in love.
I like you more when you are sad
Sadness, in fact, is yours.
 
Ref: x2
 
Knees I bow on the floors,
I tilt my head on the sky,
You are in my powers now
Although inquisitions want you.
 
My words are twisted received,
I return to the first syllable.
I throw down the forest over you:
“Goodbye, … I mean, stay!”
 
Ref: x2
 

Tied between your hands

Just when I trusted myself
And a whole life I imagined
Just when I closed my eyes and jumped
 
Not knowing what was coming next
 
Just when I lowered my guard
When I saw a light in our history
Just when I wanted to add him forever
You left, so suddenly
 
With my love tied between your hands
With my dreams all tangled
With my love so far from your lips, oh
Just when I fell in love
You left and I don't know why
 
I don't know if fear has won you
Or is that for you I was just a game
All my friends told me
Be careful, look at yourself
You are very dedicated
Oh! Look at me
How did you leave me?
 
With my love tied between your hands
With my dreams all tangled
With my love so far from your lips, oh
Just when I fell in love
You left and I don't know why
You're not here
My soul goes away
 
And when you dream about me, it will go back to its place
With my love tied between your hands
 

O,o,e,e

oe oe I have only you in my mind
oe oe I follow you on facebook
oe oe all day I poke you
and in your inbox you answer with faces and ohmygods
oe oe I continue to annoy you
oe oe and whoever hits on you i swear at them
oe oe and I won't give up
because only I am worth it
 
oooooo my sweet baby make me
oooooo with your body give me more
oooooo so I can go crazy and shout
oooooo
 
I'm not tired again
I'm looking at your photos on insta
and your tweets on twitter
for me you are the shelter
oe oe and when I see you
oe oe when I think that I have you
oe I can't stand it oe I want
oe and from the top oe and from the bottom
oe oe when we meet it will be like an advert for duo
 

With A Thousand Stars

Time's standing still now
Darkness is over us here
I've put you in my cradle
I wonder what dream you'll have
 
You've shut your eyes
Everything around us is like magic
I wonder if you're flying above mountains
Or finding animals you like
 
If I just could give
and promise a life like dreams
With a thousand stars
which always will follow you
and help you
 
Your hands fumble gently
Telling me you're on your way
I wonder if you're sailing across oceans
Or are dancing in the games of your dream?
 
If I just could give
and promise a life like dreams
With a thousand stars
which always will follow you
and help you
 
If I just could
Promise you a life like dreams
I'd give it to you
 
If I just could give
and promise a life like dreams
With a thousand stars
which always will follow you
no matter what
what's in store for you, sweetheart
Then I'll promise that
I'll always be by your side
and follow you
 
If I just could
Promise you a life like dreams
I'd give it to you
 
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Mathias, a saint through being chosen

Mathias, a saint through being chosen,
a champion in his victory,
did not know himself chosen before the Lamb’s blood was shed:
he was tardy in knowledge,
like a man who is not perfectly awake.
 
God’s gift aroused him,
so that for joy he rose like a giant
in his strength:
God foresaw him
as he had foreseen the man
whom he formed of clay
when the first angel,
who denied God, fell.
 
The man who saw his choice,
alas, alas, he fell!
 
He had oxen and rams at his bidding,
yet he looked away from them,
turned his back
and abandoned them.
 
Thus he plunged in the pit of coal
and, kissing his own desires,
in his ardor
he raised them high, like an Olympus.
 
Then Mathias, divinely chosen,
rose like a giant,
because God set him
in the place that Judas, the lost, rejected:
 
O wondrous miracle
that shone through him thus!
 
For God foresaw him
in his miracles,
though he had not yet the merit of accomplishment,
but the mystery of God
had joy in him,
joy that in its original plan
it did not have.
 
Joy of joys
that God works in this way,
when he lavishes his grace on one who does not know,
so that the child does not know
where the grown man will fly,
whose wings God has given to the child!
 
For God savors the one
who does not know himself,
because his voice
is crying out to God,
as Mathias cried,
saying:
God, my God,
who created me,
all my works are yours!
 
So now let all Ecclesia take joy
in Mathias,
he whom God thus chose in the cleft where the
dove nestles.
Amen.
 

November

What do I have left of those months, days, minutes,
Those that made up a year and sank like a heavy rock.
That which keeps calling me, like the call of the void,
That which will never heal, that which can't be returned.
 
People talk of you day and night, but I don't understand.
I live on the Boulevard of 100 Years of November, you - in the moments of May,
But what do you know, girl, of your bronze soap bubbles?
They will not pop, will not vanish...
 
The last leaf has flown far away.
Do you remember what we used to dream of?
We're a bit different now - it's like we've understood something.
The weather these days, I swear - I don't want to do anything.
I feel like this November won't ever end...
 
Our tracks have suddenly stopped - we'd moved in the wrong direction.
The pieces were slightly unmatched, we'd followed the wrong steps,
We walked without fear of stumbling, falling and being late,
And what has been left of us? Our star whose light had gone out...
 
After all, there's no way to be lucky for long when you ride the wrong way,
Autumn shuffles yellow letters under my feet, the wind touches my shoulder,
This copper grandma has been knitting a sock for an eternity already,
You ask, 'for whom?' - I cannot answer...
 

It is only autumn

There's times when everything just freezes, and there is no movement,
No sound, no nothing, except a wish to disappear for three months.
All you can hear in the deafening, echoing silence
Is grandma's slippers rustling, rustling on the staircase.
 
But it is time, not grandma, that is going, slowly going and leaving,
And out the window, cars slide nimbly through the streets.
And it no longer feels like it's the weather that's completely ruined,
It feels like yesterday we all had been murdered in the basement.
 
But it is only autumn taking its share,
It is only autumn, summing things up,
It is only autumn, singing to us about how nothing is as it was.
It is only autumn, spreading around,
It is only autumn, it's everywhere now,
It is only autumn, which means it's scary to leave the room.
 
Sometimes you really want to know what was there on that overexposed film,
Or to compare what they show you in the mirror to your passport photo.
This morning it was noticed by the annoyed and sleepy me
How suddenly a sparrow flew up and vanished, dissolving in the cloudy sky.
 
But it is time, not the sparrow, that is flying, forever flying away,
Leaving us but with moments, infinitesimal points.
And it no longer feels like it is easy to forget,
It feels like we'd been found in a dumpster by the piece.
 
But it is only autumn – the end to it all,
It is only autumn – counting what's hatched,*
It is only autumn, and that's why one's joints hurt.
It is only autumn in eyes and ears,
It is only autumn, you know it well
It is only autumn choking us slowly with its yellow scarf...
 

Quiet Your Sorrows

[Verse 1]
Look at me
Come and test me
That I taste
Of your favorite milkshake
 
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Dearly, love me dearly
From head to feet
Raise my cardiac levels to one hundred
 
[Chorus]
I can be the gasoline to your flame
I can be the butter to your toast
I can be whatever you want me to be
Armor in times of war
I can be the pollen in the spring
Anything
To quiet your sorrows
 
[Verse 2]
Yell at me
I love your shouting
Heal the heart
Brutally break it
 
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Dearly, love me dearly
Consume me down to my feet
Raise my cardiac levels to one hundred
 
[Chorus]
I can be the gasoline to your flame
I can be the butter to your toast
I can be whatever you want me to be
Armor in times of war
I can be the pollen in the spring
Anything
To quiet your sorrows
 
Hello, I want to walk to the house
So wait for me. . .
Kiss
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Dearly, love me dearly
Consume me down to my feet
Raise my cardiac levels to one hundred
 
[Chorus]
I can be the gasoline to your flame
I can be the butter to your toast
I can be whatever you want me to be
Armor in times of war
I can be the pollen in the spring
Anything
Anything
To quiet your sorrows
 

I Won't (Follow Your Steps) Again

I lost a war in her look
I even lost my voice in the silence*
And in my dimmed stars,
the ashes of one love
 
The call hit me like thunder
I let the reins of fear go
I broke the chains that were still tying me
with a memory of one goodbye
 
She left me hours without any space and like sand between my fingers
she moved away, leaving my lips honey-sweet with bitter taste
And today, when I don't want it anymore, you decided to call me
But, look, I've recovered from you
I won't follow your steps again
She left me hours without any space and like sand between my fingers
she moved away, leaving my lips honey-sweet with bitter taste
And today, when I don't want it anymore, you decided to call me
But, look, I've recovered from you
I won't follow your steps again
 
I won't hide my scars
in case I forget to remember
And if your shadow haunts me
I'll close another door
 
She left me hours without any space and like sand between my fingers
she moved away, leaving my lips honey-sweet with bitter taste
And today, when I don't want it anymore, you decided to call me
But, look, I've recovered from you
I won't follow your steps again
But, look, I've recovered from you
I won't follow your steps again
 
She left me hours without any space and like sand between my fingers
she moved away, leaving my lips honey-sweet with bitter taste
And today, when I don't want it anymore, you decided to call me
But, look, I've recovered from you
I won't follow your steps again
 
I won't follow your steps again
But, look, I've recovered from you
I won't follow your steps again
 

Change of spirit

A change of spirit, the conversion of victors1
A change of [?], the conversion of animals2
 
Dissected by psych tests
Just like a book
That it was forbidden to read
Some pages stolen
The envelope sealed
Name changed
Air to breathe taken away
Hidden away in a box
Stuck to other life
Tied up as one
Boxed in as one
Wrapped in [my/our etc.] own fear
Forgetting to defend [my-/our]selves
As a human, far too naked
As a sacrifice, not yet naked enough
 

• 1. Assuming this is what he means by the Latin, the original should read 'victorum'. 'Victores' is the nominative, accusative, and vocative plural.
• 2. Again, no idea what he's trying to say. 'Constrates' is presumably meant as a form of 'constratus', but considering that means 'thatched', the sentence makes little sense to me. 'A conversion of animals': 'Conversio animalium'. Alternatives could be 'Conversio animalis' ('An living conversion') or 'Conversio beluina' ('A bestial conversion'). Any suggestions for the Latin in this song are very welcome!

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Evander

Your Eyes, complete version

Your eyes
A clearing in the woods
Like troubadour guitars of San Juan
 
Your eyes are my torment
They are my forgiveness, my redemption, my awakening
 
Your eyes
That drive me crazy
They are my madness. With one look i’m lost.
 
Your eyes have everything.
I need nothing because they are my blessing
 
Your eyes, though they’re turned away, are like sweet, fresh ocean mist
Your eyes are my equilibrium
They are my freedom
 
(Look at me) Give me strength and relief
(Look at me) It’s what I need
(Look at me) To have everything,
All I need to do
Is melt in your eyes
 
(Look at me) You give me peace
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 
Your eyes,
Sweet hope
Challis from which I sip the cure
 
Your eyes
Are the way
Where my overflowing passion clears the way
 
Your eyes fill my soul, there are no other riches, I have no fears
Your eyes,
Sweet, blessed
They are my devotion
 
(Look at me) Give me strength and relieve me
(Look at me) It’s what I need
(Look at me) To have everything,
All I need to do
Is melt in your eyes
 
(Look at me) You give me peace
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 
(Look at me)
(Look at me)
That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 
(Look at me) Give me strength and relief
(Look at me) It’s what I need
(Look at me) To have everything,
All I need to do
Is melt in your eyes
 
(Look at me) You give me peace
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 

Your Eyes

Your eyes are like a clearing in the woods
They sing like the troubadour guitars of San Juan
Your eyes are my torment
They are my forgiveness, my redemption, my awakening
 
Your eyes that drive me crazy
They are my madness. With one look i’m lost.
Your eyes have everything. I need nothing
Because they are my blessing
 
Your eyes, though they’re turned away
Are like sweet, fresh ocean mist
Your eyes are my equilibrium
They are my freedom
 
(Look at me) Give me strength and relieve me
(Look at me) It’s what I need
(Look at me) To have everything,
All I need to do is melt in your eyes
 
(Look at me) You give me peace
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes calms my soul
 
[Your eyes, sweet hope]
[Challis from which I sip the cure]
[Your eyes are the way]
[Where my overflowing passion clears the way]
 
Your eyes fill my soul
There are no other riches, I have no fears
Your eyes, sweet, blessed
They are my devotion
 
(Look at me) Give me strength and relieve me
(Look at me) It’s what I need
(Look at me) To have everything,
All I need to do is melt in your eyes
 
(Look at me) You give me peace
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 
(Look at me)
(Look at me)
That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 
(Look at me) Give me strength and relieve me
(Look at me) It’s what I need
(Look at me) To have everything,
All I need to do is melt in your eyes
 
(Look at me) You give me peace
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
Of your eyes
Calms my soul
 

Yekteniya VIII (Litany VIII: Salvation)

I will let you hear
Joy and gladness,
[Your] earthly bones ... .
 
I am most holy, most pure, most blessed.
I am most holy, most pure, I am your glorious Master.
 
Hide My face
From your sins
And all your transgressions.
 
I am most holy, most pure, most blessed.
I am most holy, most pure, I am your glorious Master.
 
I will create a pure heart in you,
And renew a steadfast spirit within you.
 
I am most holy, most pure, most blessed.
I am most holy, most pure, I am your glorious Master.
 
I will not cast you from My presence
Or take My Holy Spirit from you.
 
I will restore to you the joy of My salvation.
(My)
And grant you a willing spirit,
(Spirit)
To sustain you.
 
My way I will be the way of transgressors,
So that sinners will turn back to Me.
 
I will deliver you from the guilt of bloodshed,
I am who are God your Savior,
And your tongue will sing of My righteousness.
 
I will deliver you from the guilt of bloodshed,
 

Cactus

Don't tell me empty words
Your heart has became stone
Look, that words were fake
Double day world, run they would be your slave
You haven't a rose, you are a cactus
My soul doesn't submit you
It started with her words, a good relationship
Then she changed, it happened a discrepancy
You got it while you know them, always same lies
Rest in my memory is a wasting time
We are running mices on the wheel, we are a simple turn
We are a finished tale what is nonsensing with dreams
Love, my dear and the stuff
Adjectives are always fake
They hide in masks, concrete faces
Actually, I have been told myself that
Love is an inevitable end
What's relationship all about?
I said maybe for you, she isn't like others
If the topic is loving, heart inclines to Polyanna
With optimistic emotions,
I put up with your trouble
I never don't care your selfishness, I always convinced the tomorrow
Your discrepancy words, the love isn't a war
Lies have no colours, it's your pinkness
You know, in fact the human doesn't change
It learns with mistakes
It doesn't improve with fears
And even if I bored the love, I say 'It's the last one.'
That love is a cul de sac , it's a no ending way
So if I had faults they are special
It's what is made me cause loving is well
You never don't care, what
would I say, you will don't care
You'll never get difference of me without I go
It's the place we came
I'll live like I want
You will carry during the life that stone heart too
When you've any trumps
When you become wiser
Your face beauty that you trust
When it will leave you
You will look the mirrors
You will live with your pride
Your tongue what loves the lie so much
You will be succesful there
I was the dreamer of that finished tale
You were just a station
You are a tourist of my life
 

Extinguish the candles, breathe the sound ...

Extinguish the candles, breathe the sound,
Take a gulp of darkness und stillness,
Or find a reliable branch,
Or knock a nail deep into the sill.
 
Excess of tickets fire while going:
I go to a public hanging,
I neither go as a spectator nor a lunatic -
I indeed go to be hanged,
Without an executioner (the executioner will be hissed off the stage)
I go to end the suicide.
 

Cactus

Why do I like cacti more than flowers?
They don't hide: no hope, nor dreams.
Outside they all in needles, warning- be careful
Love without pain simply impossible.
 
I'm trying to figure it out, I don't know who you are- rose or a cactus,
But it looks like, you don't know yourself, who you are-rose or a cactus.
 
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
 
Show yourself to me, am I in a fairytale blossom or in the desert?
I'm waiting, with bated breath.
And I run towards the light, there are questions without answers,
*Together I will walk any road with you.
 
I'm trying to figure it out, I don't know who you are- rose or a cactus,
But it looks like, you don't know yourself, who you are-rose or a cactus.
 
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
 
I'm trying to figure it out, I don't know who you are- rose or a cactus,
But it looks like, you don't know yourself, who you are-rose or a cactus.
 
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand.
 
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
And what are the roses? Thorns under the petals, it's so easy to make a mistake.
We are the cacti, each have the needles, just touch with your hand..
 

Iratus

I look like a huge 'F*CK YOU'
and I have in my guts the others people's opinion
Nobody touches me as long as I am here.
Hate me as much as you can
and shout it to hear it the neighbors
 
I look like a huge 'F*CK YOU'
and I have in my guts the others people's opinion
Nobody touches me as long as I am here.
Hate me as much as you can
and shout it to hear it the neighbors
 
I don't have my foot on the f*cking earth
The synapses in my brain
gave me wings from when I was baby.
You talk about reptiles, I can't see
if you are in my cave with me
but you don't feel me, make me space to get out
The precious time like a mind turns around
that's why I relapse your f*cking Sundays
The question marks on your face will find the doors closed
I don't deserve you if you don't know what you want
 
I am (a) rare frequency person
in your logic, ( I'm ) furnace
I emit in different wavelengths
and I am an artist like you
but your radio's little wave(length)s
They don't burn* me
I pass out them with a video game per day
One balcony for '(a) view' and a girl for 'good morning'
My dream is alive
when I break your bones, it will fulfill
 
I look like a huge 'F*CK YOU'
and I have in my guts the others people's opinion
Nobody touches me as long as I am here.
Hate me as much as you can
and shout it to hear it the neighbors
 
I look like a huge 'F*CK YOU'
and I have in my guts the others people's opinion
Nobody touches me as long as I am here.
Hate me as much as you can
and shout it to hear it the neighbors
 
I have learned to be starving
I put out herpes seeing things be late
I have learned to 'sew' my f*cking mouth
until I do actions, that's why you will shut up when I talk, pass
Who are you? Eh? (female reference)
Blame me for objectivity
As if I don't know how it is
As if you don't act the same
Come, Say that it isn't a lie
that you want to be with because you want me for being myself
B*tch, I don't behave with these shitty ways
I also want money to make my firends rich
You hide your insecurity in one aggressive monologue
and fart my guts*2 from the beginning
and you try to discover with all these I have written
to learn me one song isn't enough
I am whatever I told you after 2 A.M.
Not what you wanted to believe in full moon days.
 
I look like a huge 'F*CK YOU'
and I have in my guts the others people's opinion
Nobody touches me as long as I am here.
Hate me as much as you can
and shout it to hear it the neighbors
 
I look like a huge 'F*CK YOU'
and I have in my guts the others people's opinion
Nobody touches me as long as I am here.
Hate me as much as you can
and shout it to hear it the neighbors
 
And you find it funny when I will say
that I wii be loyal person
I make music for 20 years continuously tell me how
I have the same friends all these years
I am that person
I am loyal to what I feel, what it is worth it I proove it all the time
I don't function, I don't act, I don't write conventionally
that's why in 'Writing' *3 I had the mark 17 or 7
and it didn't change much except the sight of the coin
Either you love me for how I am thinking
or I am out of the subject
Be jealous of me that I become all you din't manage to become
Maybe I will be jealous for what you preempt in your 20 to live
But you don't touch me and don't set my sun
if they throw you shit like seed
one day you will bloom
I bring up nicely-written the bad-written texts today
I pee on your frindly ' nothing'
I got your angry 'something' to write poems.
 

Yekteniya V (Litany V: The Holy Entrance)

Let us attend!
Peace be unto all!
And unto My spirit.
 
I am the Lord your God,
My dominion is indescribable
And glory is incomprehensible,
My mercy is infinite,
And love for mankind is ineffable.
I am the Master,
According to My tender compassion
[I] will look upon you.
 
Let us attend!
Peace be unto all!
And unto My spirit.
 
For [I am] alone
Without sin,
My righteousness,
My righteousness,
My righteousness is an everlasting one and Thy word is Truth.
 
I am the Master, I blessed the holy entrance,
Blessed is the entry of My holy ones
Always, now and ever, and unto the ages of ages.
 
... from My servents1,
And I will have mercy on you according to the multitude
Of My mercies
And I will send my compassions unto you.
 
Again we pray
For mercy, life, peace, health, salvation from temptation, forgivness […]
 
I am the Master, I blessed the holy entrance,
Blessed is the entry of My holy ones
Always, now and ever, and unto the ages of ages.
[x2]
 
Amen!
Let us attend!
Peace be unto all!
 
I am the salvation
That has been sent unto the human race,
That they also with us may glorify
My most honorable and majestic name,
Now and ever, and unto the ages of ages, amen.
Amen!
 
I am the Master, I blessed the holy entrance,
Blessed is the entry of My holy ones
Always, now and ever, and unto the ages of ages, amen.
 

• 1. The beginning of the phrase (IMO) should be: '... accept the fervent supplication ...', if this is The Prayer of Ferverent Supplication.

Yekteniya II (Litany II: Blessing)

I am most holy, most pure, O Lord.
 
For the peace pray to Me.
For the salvation [you] have prayed to Me.
 
For the peace of the whole world and for the glory, I will unite all.
 
I am most holy, most pure, O Lord.
 
For Me you have prayed, in the name of salvation.
 
I am most holy, most pure, O Lord.
 
For the peace pray to Me.
For the salvation [you] have prayed to Me.
For the peace.
 
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted (Blessed).
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth (Blessed).
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled (Blessed).
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see Me.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness (Blessed)1.
 
For the peace pray to Me.
For the salvation [you] have prayed to Me.
 
For this city, every city and country.
 
I am most holy, most pure, O Lord.
 
For this city, every city, country and all.
 
I am most holy, most pure, O Lord.
 
For the peace pray to Me.
For the salvation [you] have prayed to Me.
For the peace.
 

• 1. The Beatitudes (Matthew 5:3-9).

Yekteniya III (Litany III: Wisdom)

Wisdom, stand aright1,
Come worship [Me]
And fall down before Me,
 
I will save you.
 
I give to him that asks
Wisdom and understanding,
And I give communion to
Him that have sinned.
 
I appoint repentance unto salvation
 
I vouchsafe you,
Lowly and unworthy
Servants of Mine,
To stand in this hour before the glory,
Before the glory of My holy altar.
 
And to offer the worship,
And to offer the worship,
And glory due unto Me.
 
Wisdom, stand aright,
Come worship [Me]
And fall down before Me,
I will save you.
 

• 1. Orthodox Christians stand during services, so the words 'Премудрость, прости' are the reminder to stand straight and listen to everything that follows VERY carefully.

To Melpomene (III, 30)

I have created a monument more lasting than bronze,
And higher than the royal site of the pyramids,
Which neither harsh rains nor the wild North wind
Can erode, nor the countless succession of years
And the flight of the seasons.
I will not entirely die! and a large part of me will avoid the grave.
Constantly renewed, I will grow in the eyes of posterity,
So long as the Pontifex and the solemn Vestal visit the Capitoline.
Where the river Aufidus roars, and where Daunus in the dry summers, ruled his rural folk,
I, risen to greatness from humble beginnings, will be renowned
As the first to adapt the Aoelian verses to Italian meters.
Take the well-deserved pride, Melpomene,
And freely grant me the wreath of Apollo for my crown.