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Pub on the road to Tennessee

The small pub on this road
that goes somewhere in Tenessee
Is always filled with whiskey and
old well known cowboys
 
Sittin in the pub are Bob and John
Harry Jack or Jim and Tom
Those old rough poker faces
from the crazy wild west
 
Hey
Bang bang bang bang
 
Do you remember harry*
back when we were still young
we left people shaking and afraid
everywhere we visited
 
How could I not tom my friend,
wonderful days those they were
When we rode fast horses**
and shot all guns all day long
 
Hey
Bang bang bang bang
 
Midnight has long since passed
But the stories aren't ending
Bad boys still playing cards
and reliving wonderful memories
 
When suddenly Div jumps up
and looks at his pocket watch
Says he's gotta get home quick
who knows what will happen now
 
Hey
Bang bang bang bang
 
Within a minute
the pub is completely emptied out
All the strong men that were there
Are now out on the road***
 
And thats how another day goes
On that road to somewhere in Tennessee
Now thats scary men
are all afraid of their wives
 
Hey
Bang Bang Bang Bang
 
Now everyone knows about the pub on the road to somewhere in Tennessee
Bang Bang Bang Bang
 

The whole world is sky blue

The whole world is sky blue
When I look into your eyes
And ask: are you also just as loyal?
Like the blue, like the blue in your eyes.
 
A look at your face
And around it forget me not blooms
Yes, the whole world makes you, you cute man
So blue, so blue, so blue
 

Don't Forget about the Joy

On the day after
A dream fell apart
The laughing died
And the rest was silence
 
The curtain fell
The game was over
How it will go on,
only time will tell
 
Yet when the sun breaks through the clouds
Then I wipe the tears off my face
The wind in the leaves of the trees calls to me
Don't forget about the joy
 
What has been, it's over and gone
Yet, with every new day, life begins again
And even if the pain takes your air away
Don't forget about the Joy
 
The rain is falling
The world is so gray
Memory
Lost hours
 
Yet when the sun breaks through the clouds
Then I wipe the tears off my face
The wind in the leaves of the trees calls to me
Don't forget about the joy
 
What has been, it's over and gone
Yet, with every new day, life begins again
And even if the pain takes your air away
Don't forget about the joy
Dn't forget about the joy
 

Ride Or Die

The darkness becomes thicker and weaker,
Eternal, empty and useless.
But it disappeared the moment I opened my eyes.
I feel I can fly when you’re with me.
I’m on a jet stream.
 
When I speed up,
I just trust my heart.
I cannot stop its gentle spread throughout my body.
I can feel this shiver. I am free.
 
Baby, I like it (Ooh!)
The breath gets hot.
Faced with limitations outside the paradigm,
Mood gradually deteriorates.
You become more and more distinct.
Just like tonight,
We ride or die, until the end
 
Always be there.
 
I have a little courage.
Don't worry.
All your dreams come true.
Look around you.
There are only two of us here tonight.
 
After speeding up a bit,
I keep running
And just trust my heart.
I cannot stop its gentle spread throughout my body.
I can feel this shiver. I am free.
 
Baby, I like it (Ooh!)
The breath gets hot.
Faced with limitations outside the paradigm,
Mood gradually deteriorates.
You become more and more distinct.
Just like tonight,
We ride or die, until the end.
 
Nothing else to do
Before we go too high.
It's like the last time,
Ride or die.
Just like right now.
 
Baby, I like it (Ooh!)
The breath gets hot.
Faced with limitations outside the paradigm,
Mood gradually deteriorates.
You become more and more distinct.
Just like tonight,
We ride or die, until the end
 
Always be there.
Always be there.
Tonight we ride or die.
 

The Dream of the Boy

They knocked on the door of the humble home
The voice of the mailman was heard clearly
And the boy running with all of his anxieties
He stepped on the little white dog by accident
 
Mommy, mommy -- he came closer yelling
The missed mother left the pool
And the boy said to her laughing and crying
Today the club has sent me the summons
 
Dear mommy
I will make money
I will be a Baldonedo
A Martino or a Boye
The boys say
Of Argentinian west
That I have more of a shot
Than the great Bernabe
 
You will see how beautiful
When there in the field
They applaud my goals
I will be a winner
I will play in the fifth
Then in the first
I know that it waits for me
The consecration
 

Play Me the Golden Oldies

Play me the golden oldies
Play me the golden oldies
Play me the old evergreens from Hollywood
Play me the blues, play me the ragtime from New Orleans
 
Play me the golden oldies
I love the golden oldies
The melodies from Paris, New York and Vienna
The happy polkas and the songs from old Berlin
 
Marlene Dietrich and Richard Tauber
The Monroe and the Fred Astaire
The Lilian Harvey and the Heinz Rühmann
And everything I adore so much
 
I'll admit that I'm excited like a small child
When I find a golden oldie in the record cabinet
 
Play me the golden oldies
Play me the golden oldies
Play me the songs that will never fade in life
The ever blossoming, ever beautiful melodies
 
The hits from Crosby, from Frank Sinatra
From Nat King Cole, from Chevalier
And from Hans Albers, from Louis Armstrong
Yes, they're nowhere near out of fashion
 
The Benny Goodman and the Glenn Miller
And many other great bands
Are still hits today, are still bestsellers today
That everyone loves and everyone knows
 
When I sing a song, yes, sometimes it occurs to me:
Maybe it will become a golden oldie one day...
 
Play me the golden oldies
Play me the golden oldies
Play me the old evergreens from Hollywood
Play me the blues, play me the ragtime from New Orleans
 
Play me the golden oldies
I love the golden oldies
The melodies from Paris, New York and Vienna
The happy polkas and the songs from old Berlin
The ever blossoming, ever beautiful melodies
 

Пријатељи не чине то

[1. строфа]
Они не отказују друге планове
Не воде разговоре само погледима
Не чују име оног другог и забораве да се сконцентришу
То погоди живац и запали те као динамит
 
[Рефрен]
Пријатељи те не зову усред ноћи
Да чак не умеју да кажу што
Само су желели да кажу 'здраво'
Пријатељи не оклевају чекајући, играјући се са кључевима
Налазећи разлоге да не оду
Покушавајући да сакрију хемију
Возе мало преспоро, одлазе кући дугим путем
Приближе се мало превише
Ми да, али пријатељи не чине то
 
[2. строфа]
Не дешава им се да замало кажу 'волим те'
Када су негде у центру града, само мало припити
Не разговарају о будућности и не стављају једно друго у њу
И не најеже се услед сваког случајног додира
 
[Рефрен]
Пријатељи те не зову усред ноћи
Да чак не умеју да кажу што
Само су желели да кажу 'здраво'
Пријатељи не оклевају чекајући, играјући се са кључевима
Налазећи разлоге да не оду
Покушавајући да сакрију хемију
Возе мало преспоро, одлазе кући дугим путем
Приближе се мало превише
Ми да, али пријатељи не чине то
 
[Прелаз]
Настављам да говорим себи да ово можда није ништа
Али један поглед у твоје очи и, Боже, нешто постоји
Можеш да ме слажеш и кажеш ми не
Али ја знам да да, и ја тебе такође волим
 
[Рефрен]
Пријатељи те не зову усред ноћи
Да чак не умеју да кажу што
Само су желели да кажу 'здраво'
Пријатељи не оклевају чекајући, играјући се са кључевима
Налазећи разлоге да не оду
Покушавајући да сакрију хемију
Возе мало преспоро, одлазе кући дугим путем
Приближе се мало превише
Ми да, али пријатељи не чине то
Пријатељи не чине то
 

Hob XXI 3, III, 2 So nature the work rewards.

TRIO WITH CHORUS
SIMON
So nature the work rewards,
calls him, smiles at him

On A Hand Organ Melody

You only came a several years too late
And I couldn't wait such a long time
All the flowers that I sowed to greet you
Are now shrivelled in my garden
 
Day after day, year after year I have looked for you
But you were on never-ending journeys
My desire fell silent, my song blown away
And now you come several years too late
Because I couldn't wait for such a long time
I couldn't wait for such a long time
 
Say where you were when it was spring
When joy still stood at the gates
When the days were full of light and the nights were clear
Say where you were when I was still a bright twenty
And my heart was still free, my hand mine
 
See now my love is dead and weary
Like the sun in autumn, which only shines and no longer glows
And it silvers my golden hair
 
Leave your boat on the bank, where it is now
Because now you have come several years too late
And it will never again be the same
It will never again be the same
It will never again be the same
 

Her fist is so firm!

[Verses 1]
I was sitting in the last subway and was on my way home,
A lonely platform and she got on.
That must be her, that must be her.
 
[Verses 2]
The jacket was so green and her head was so bald.
The boots laced up tight, a skinhead girl of the first choice
So beautiful, so beautiful!
 
[Verses 3]
I was immediately in love and my heart was already breaking.
I grinned at her stupidly, I still feel the pain to this day.
I was hit by the blow, I was hit by the blow.
 
[Chorus]
Her fist so firm!
Her fist so tight!
Ooohoohoh!
 
[Verses 4]
I did not want to resist, she was so experienced.
I was soon in my blood and that fascinated me.
Goodbye, goodbye,
My skinhead girl.
 
[Chorus]
Her fist so tight,
Her fist so firm!
Ooohoohoh!
Her fist so firm,
Her fist so firm!
Ooohoohoh!
Her fist so firm,
Her fist so firm!
Ooohoohoh!
Her fist so firm,
Her fist so firm!
Ooohoohoh!
 

The Last Door

Children's hell is cold and made of ice
A quiet place of which almost no one knows
Hungry and freezing one sees them cowering
In front of the walls of the first circle of hell
 
Some did not love their father
One was a liar, another a thief
Stubborn and obstinate, the spoiled brat
Corrupt to the core and with the Devil in their blood
 
Some brought home toads
Others ran away each day
They all came to this place
They hate it but they can't leave from here
 
The crying and howling and whining is great
Everyone wants to return to their mother's lap
They cry 'It's not our fault!'
But they disappear into the shadow of the last door
 
A well catches all tears
An endlessly deep, black maw
Into which the grief of children sinks
And below, at the bottom, my lord is drinking
 
Tell me, Dolores, what is the matter with you?
What have you done wrong? Why are you here?
Tell me, have you not made your father happy?
Not as a daughter by day, nor as a woman by night?
 
Just look, you are truly upset
Guilty is anyone who feels guilty
My master chooses children with a sure feeling
Step over the threshold of the last door
 

I'll Be Back

I can see the train depart, and the sad look on your face
That hides those tears, I'll be back
How could I live, a year without your love
The letter says wait for me, that time will pass
A year isn't a century and I'll be back
Although it's difficult, living without your love
 
Soon we'll be together, I love you so much, my love
Time will pass, I'll be back
Think of me always like this
That time will pass, the letter says wait for me
I love you so much, my love
A year isn't a century and I'll be back
Think of me always like this, that time will pass
 
Soon we'll be together, I love you so much, my love
Time will pass, I'll be back
Think of me always like this, that time will pass
My love, my love, my love, my love
A year isn't a century and I'll be back
Think of me always like this, I'll be back
 
A year isn't a century and I'll be back
 

Now we will calmly tie the knot

Now we will calmly tie the knot
and go forward, honestly and upright, almost without any timidity,
and take this greatest risk in life:
Two completely intertwined lives.
 
We will tirelessly go on weaving the days
that are completely new to us,
and ask ourselves each night and morning
if we are in one accord with our striving.
 
And be in one accord with our innate
insatiable craving and thirsting for each other,
and steadily ennoble ourselves mentally and spiritually:
 
So that we, in the end, like the shaft of an arrow
of one piece and in a single shot
rise to a new realm of better birth.
 

Sorrow

Nor red, nor black
Nor blood, nor tears
Nor patience, nor sins
 
In the empire of pleasure
Don't stay in spirits of the blaze
That corpses devided
 
No glory, nor vanity
Nor sigh, nor malice
No arrow, no heart
 
Sorrow of the star, of the wind
Rain, blood
Faceless body
Soulless Stone
Letters without numbers
Fractions of eclipses
Suns without shade
Even angels
All that's left are bone, dust, and ash
 
Nor pink, nor scream
Nor flesh, nor stone
Nor mercy, nor beauty...
 
In the empire of pleasure
Don't stay in spirits of the blaze
That corpses devided
 
Sorrow, sorrow
 

I'll turn next week to Alice

Alice called me, crying hard
she said bad luck sticks on her
Poor Alice!
 
We are divorced
but what does this change
she just needs a man again in her house
'fuck off
and go home to your Alice!'
 
Ooh, now I'm racing to the hair stylist
because I need a new hair style
I don't eat and I don't drink
that's good for your shape
and I scrub my neck
because I'm going to Alice next week!
 
I sew my sock
it has holes like cheese
i also stop smoking
because Alice would be mad
Ah, how I'm already looking forward
because I'm going to Alice next week
 
She says she needs me like bread
like an elephant stamps on a gold fish, which then is dead
oh hu hu hu, poor Alice!
 
The door squeaks
the toilet is clogged
the gas stove is leaking
the tap is dripping
ah, and she needs me so much -
tells me Alice
 
Huuuh, now I'm racing to the hair stylist
because I need a new hair style
I don't eat and I don't drink
that's good for your shape
and I scrub my neck
because I'm going to Alice next week!
 
I sew my sock
it has holes like cheese
i also stop smoking
because Alice would be mad
Ah, how I'm already looking forward
because I'm going to Alice next week
 
Suddenly, something comes up to my mind:
Am I Alices message boy?
The hanswurscht of Alice?
Today, I'm running to her and bringing her stuff
one morning, she tells me 'good bye!'
yo, I stay at home. I do not make it to Alice!
Naa!
 
Yo, I am not her woof woof
who comes when she whistles after him!
Yo, I am not her moron
who walks like a clown!
Yo, I am not a ox
and turn to Alice next week!
 
Because I'm not allowed to smoke anymore
and there's water instead of beer!
and she also can't cook
I'm just allowed to work like an ox!
Nah, I am not dumb
And turn to Alice next week!
Nah, I am not dumb
And turn to Alice next week!
 

Nullification

Versions: #1
No feelings
Only doings
 
No questions
Only endurance
 
No thoughts
Only service
 
No tribulation
No life
 
No life
No death
 
No nothing - only
Smal-l-ness
 

The Last Balled

[Verse 1]
What would I sing about if nobody cares anymore?
When the news displaces everything, ruled by the algorithm
What would I sing about if nobody cares anymore?
What would I sing about if we all lost ourselves in the chaos?
 
[Verse 2]
Across a sea of ​​plastic that is as big as Switzerland
Or about the fact that so many brothers freeze to death in their own ice
Or about the fact that what happened in Hanau still shocked me today
Or about the fact that murders like this one no longer interest anyone
Because human chains always lose each other after a few hours
 
[Verse 3]
I'll write ballads at some point
That don't bother anyone anymore
About the last election
And a company that owns everything
What would I sing about if nobody cares anymore?
When books burn again and we all lose ourselves in chaos?
What would I sing about if nobody cares anymore?
 
[Verse 4]
Songs can't be burned, and they're warm when you're cold
And believe me, I'll sing even if nobody cares anymore
Maybe one day I'll write about the end of the world
The title “The Last Ballad” has, I think, a very good sound
 

Back to the future

Come come
The time is over
The time is over
The time is over
What do you call it
Do you feel like before?
Come come
The time is over
The time’s never coming again
The time is over
What do you call it
Play our songs
 
Earlier is over
We’re renovating our time
Dreams drop easily onto us
We are free
 
Back to the future
Back in your heart
Back in life
We are free
Back to the future
Back in your heart
Back in life
We are free
 
Come Come
The time in over
The time is over
The time is over
What do you call it
Do you feel like before?
 
Come give me your hand
Come come
We are starting again
Dancing together in the new beginning
 
Earlier is over
We’re renovating our time
Dreams drop easily onto us
We are free
 
Back to the future
Back in your heart
Back in life
We are free
Back to the future
Back in your heart
Back in life
We are free
 

Haïku 13. The red long-horned beetle

The red long-horned beetle
Under the bark
Little jewel- maker
Of rubies
That I disturb
On its workbench
In october
Its red hewn stone
Will remain in my mind
Until Spring-time
 

I DON'T WANNA DIE FOREVER

I wanna make you happy since you're so pure and beautiful
I wanna fuck you up since you're so pure and beautiful
Adding fuel to the fire, I know you're only acting
Your true form is a witch
 
I don't wanna die
WTF is love?
 
Lesser human as I am, it is not worth living
Lesser human as I am, I don't have the privilige of emotions
Lesser human as I am, I wanna be more of a human
You're whole family must be witches since you're so pure and beautiful
 
I don't wanna die
WTF is love?
 
Don't cast one of your love spells on me
I already have nothing in mind but you
Jesus!
 
Yes, yes, yes, I wanna hug you
Yes, yes, yes, I wanna choke you
Yes, yes, yes, I wanna hug you
Yes, yes, yes, until you break apart
 
Jesus Christ!
 
Don't cast one of your love spells on me
Don't put love stickers everywhere
I already wanna spend my whole life kissing you til we turn to stone
Jesus!
 
Yes, yes, yes, I wanna hug you
Yes, yes, yes, I wanna choke you
Yes, yes, yes, I wanna hug you
Yes, yes, yes, until you break apart
 

Hob XXI, 3 The seasons, Part One: The spring.

1. INTRODUCTION
Largo - Vivace
(The introduction depicts the passage of Winter to Spring)
RECITATIVE
Simon:
See how stern Winter flies,
he goes to the distant pole.
The blasting host of furious tempests
follows it, at its call,
howling awfully.
Lukas:
See how the melted snow runs down
in muddy streams in front of the steep rock!
Jane:
See how she comes from the south,
sweetly attracted by the lukewarm winds,
the herald of the spring.
2. CHORUS OF COUNTRY-PEOPLE.
Country-folk
Come, gentle spring!
Gift of heaven, come!
Awaken nature
From her death sleep!
Lasses and women
Gentle Spring is near,
already we feel the soft breath,
Son shall everything return to life.
Men:
Do not rejoice too soon,
often the winter, surrounded by fog,
creeps back and scatters
its black poison on bloom and germ.
All:
Come, gentle spring!
Gift of heaven, come!
Upon our meadows descend,
oh cone, gentle spring, oh come,
and delay no longer.
3. RECITATIVE
Simon:
From Aries now the bright sun
shines down upon us.
Now frost and fog give ground,
mild vapours hover all round

No One Like Me

Versions: #1
So many lies that love hides
I don't know
So many secrets without being resolved
Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy
With the desire to see you
Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy
Without being able to have you
 
She left without leaving any reasons
Choices without any thinking, she made
Even though she greatly destroyed (greatly destroyed)
And the days turned dark and into depression
 
No one like me will you ever see
No one like me will you ever see
Never will you change your way of being
Well, good luck girl
No one like me will you ever see
No one like me
Never will you change your way of being
Well, good luck girl
 
I was in a place where the loneliness (affected me)
Trying to heal this pain
And I never knew how to walk (with effort)
of being able to be who I always wanted to be
Even though I am without you
 
And I tried, I tried, tried, tried
To get into your heart
Your skin, I penetrated, making you my woman
But it didn't work
 
Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy
With the desire to see you
Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy
Without being able to have you
 
She left without leaving any reasons
Choices without any thinking, she made
Even though she greatly destroyed (greatly destroyed)
And the days turned dark and into depression
 
No one like me will you ever see
No one like me will you ever see
Never will you change your way of being
Well, good luck girl
No one like me will you ever see
No one like me
Never will you change your way of being
Well, good luck girl
 
No one like me will you ever see
No one like me will you ever see
Never will you change your way of being
Well, good luck girl
No one like me will you ever see
No one like me
Never will you change your way of being
Well, good luck girl
Well, good luck girl
Well, good luck girl
 

Life Before Death

So many stars - were they a special offer?
I'd like to know: Is there life before death -
and if the ice will hold my weight....
 
Who can tell me why I exist?
So many questions - who am I and what am I doing here?
And: Why does every path lead to you?
 
Life is short, life is beautiful
and sad too sometimes
It took me a long time to understand:
Life is pointless without you
 
I recognize you, even when you submerge again
As Lennon said: Love is all you need
That sentence shaped me
 
I feel the rain, between the trees it's rustling loud
I have to move, the water is cold on my skin
I set off towards you
 
Life is short, life is beautiful
and not too lonely, I hope
It took me a long time to understand:
Life is pointless without you
 
Life is short, life is beautiful
and suddenly over, inevitably
It took me a long time to understand
My life is pointless without you
My life is pointless without you
 
Your pupils reflect the blue ocean
I silently ask myself if life can become more beautiful
I'm within your reach
 

Hob XXI, II, 11: The dark clouds are parted.

TRIO AND CHORUS
LUCAS
The dark clouds are parted
the storms anger is stilled.
JANE
Before it sets,
the sun peeps out again
and, with the last ray
lights the fields bedecked with pearls.
SIMON
The fattened calf
satisfied and refreshed
returns to his usual cowhouse
LUCAS
The quail is clamouring for his mate
JANE
The cricket chirps within the grass
SIMON
The frog is croaking in the pool
LUCAS, JANE, SIMON
The vesper-bell rings out.
On high, shines the evening star,
inviting us to sweet repose.
MEN
Lasses, lads and women, come!
Golden slumbers now await us
For a pure heart, a healthy body
And a day’s labour wouch for that.
WOMEN
We’re coming, we’re coming, we’ll follow you
ALL
The vesper-bell rings out.
On high, shines the evening star,
inviting us to sweet repose.
 

Gledajući ćerku nebeskog svoda

Pitam se kakva će zima biti
Sa proljećem koje nikad neću vidjeti
Pitam se kakva će noć biti
Sad danom koji nikad neću vidjeti
Pitam kakav će život biti
Sa svjetlom koje nikad neću vidjeti
Pitam se kakav će zivot biti
Sa boli koja vječno traje
 
U svakoj noći drugacija je crna
U svakoj noći pozelio bih da sam tamo
U vrijeme kada sam jahao
Kroz šume starih
 
U svakoj zimi tu je drugačija hladnoća
U svakoj zimi osjećam se staro
Suviše star kao noć
Suviše star kao mrtva hladnoća
 
Pitam se kakav će život biti
Sa smrću koju nikad neću vidjeti
Pitam se zašto život mora biti
Život koji traje vječno
Pitam se kakav će život biti
Sa smrću koju nikad neću vidjeti
Pitam se zašto život mora biti
Život koji traje vječno
 

Hob XXI 3 II, 9. Behold! In the sultry air.

RECITATIVE
SIMON
Behold! In the sultry air,
a pale cloud of mist and vapours
rises the high rim of the mountain-range.
Forced upwards, the cloud extends
and soon covers the whole sky
of black darkness.
LUKAS
Hark! From the valley a hollow rumble
heralds the raging storm!
See, how the baleful black cloud
slowly expands
and threatening sinks toward the plain!
HANNE
Nature’s life stands still
in fairful apprehension

Corona 34: the frogs

a frog
thrown
into hot water
leaps
out
immediately
 
but
gradually
heated
it stays
motionless
getting boiled
alive
 
i wish
i could
kiss
this frog
awake
 
but that
is sadly
just a
fairy tale
 

Most distinguished, Lady Separation

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Most Distinguished, Lady Seperation
We've been relatives a while, there's the situation.
Don't rip up just yet, the envelope my dove.
Luckless in my death yet, lucky in my love.
 
Most Distinguished, You oh Lady Fortune
For some of us you're only sweet, others get misfortune
Nine grams to the heart I hope you've yet not called.
Luckless in my death yet, lucky in my love.
 
Most distinguished, Lady Foreign Country
Always hotly holding me, yet you didn't love me
Don't you try to catch me with a net above.
Luckless in my death yet, lucky in my love.
 
Most Distinguished, you oh Lady Victory,
I guess that this means my song is not History
Would the devil stop swearing on our blood?
Luckless in my death yet, lucky in my love.
 

Woodburger

Tell me....
Yea?
 
Where do all the furious men come from
With their panic-stricken fear of anal sex
They look like they've always been furious (furious, furious, furious)
Furious at anything that's foreign to them
At anyone who is not combed properly¹
Full of desire for another one thousand years
It's always the same pattern:
They stir up hatred, they lie and then they change the topic
What do Boko Haram² have in common
With right-wing populist parties?
Without fear and hate they won't survive
What makes them this inhuman?
Their inferiority complex or megalomania?
Do we really need these kind of people?
I've got a plan but it's not quite finished (not quite finished)
I'll join the AfD³ and then I'll....
 
Gay, gay, gay, gay
Gay, gay, gay, gay
Super gay, super gay, super gay, super gay
So gay, So gay, So gay, So gay
 
G'day, 8-8, primo hairstyles⁴
Great embodiment of the German culture
Maybe ******⁵ will be my lover (Whou)
I've got to overcome my disgust
Look for dialogue and solutions
I'll go undercover for a few years
The hilarious thing is, they think they're good Christians
The rhyme that goes here is too cheap even for me
You can't just sing against assholes all the time
You'll have to make sacrifices as a guitarist
I'll join the AfD and then I'll....
 
Gay, gay, gay, gay
Gay, gay, gay, gay
Super gay, super gay, super gay, super gay
So gay, So gay, So gay, So gay
 
Fondling - or whipping for who likes it rough
This'll be a lot of moaning in the Bundestag⁶
I'll put the ugly guys on the plenar hall benches (not the plenar hall!)
All this wrinkly, saggy skin
My colleague sang about this some different time⁷
I'm already getting Herpes just thinking about this (Herpes)
Everyone's got to stand at attention at the faction meeting (Attention!)
I'll put Vaseline on my hand and I'll make them....
 
Gay, gay, gay, gay
Gay, gay, gay, gay
Super gay, super gay, super gay, super gay
So very gay, So very gay, So very gay, So very gay
Gay, Gay
So gay, so gay, so gay, so gay
Super gay, super gay, super gay, super gay (you're learning it best gay)
Gay, gay
Gay, gay
Super gay, gay, gay, gay
 
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha
Awesome, awesome!
 

Me at the Beach

Me, newborn - not cute at all, but mum seems to be happy
Me at 2 years old, an angry look on my face - my parents are already divorced
Me at 3 years old, me at 4 years old, mum and me alone here
Me with the birthday cake - laughing cause I just don't get it
 
Me with grandpa, perfectly healthy - me playing with grandpa's dog
Me with the dog in the flower bed, me with the ear reattached
Me in the south, sunburn, my first holiday ever:
Me at the beach, and me at the bach
 
Me at school, first day, me with the teacher I like
Me at the blackboard - ABC, first report card quite okay
Me visiting the box club, me with a broken nose bone
Me full of pimples - on the way to my first day
 
Me with Nina, trousers bulge

Neizmireni račun

(Alejandro Sanz)
Ne žali se, ne žali se
 
(Paty Cantu)
Od svih iskušenja koje imam
Zaklela bih se da si najbolje
Radije bih da me slomi poljubac
Nego da ti uskratim srce
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Prokleta neka je ova želja da te vidim
I da pada kiša nad mojom pustinjom
Među nama postoji neizmireni račun
Šta misliš da to razrešimo?
 
(Paty Cantu)
Jao, uzmi me, odvedi me na tren do raja
 
(Paty Cantu i Alejandro Sanz)
Stavi mi zvezde na tlo
 
(Paty Cantu)
Nije potrebno toliko vezivanje
Bez obaveza
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Seti se da imam opasan um
I ove noći kada izgledaš kao boginja
Stvar postaje dobra
Ova stvar
 
(Paty Cantu i Alejandro Sanz)
Sviđa mi se, sviđa mi se
Ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
Sviđa mi se, sviđa mi se
Ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
 
(Paty Cantu)
Ti se Zemljin greh
Koji je potreban mom telu
Skini bol i oprost
Ali pre toga košulju
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Prokleta neka je ova želja da te vidim
I da pada kiša nad mojom pustinjom
Među nama postoji neizmireni račun
Šta misliš da to razrešimo?
 
(Paty Cantu)
Jao, uzmi me, odvedi me na tren do raja
 
(Paty Cantu i Alejandro Sanz)
Stavi mi zvezde na tlo
 
(Paty Cantu)
Nije potrebno toliko vezivanje
Bez obaveza
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Seti se da imam opasan um
I ove noći kada izgledaš kao boginja
Stvar postaje dobra
Ova stvar
 
(Paty Cantu i Alejandro Sanz)
Sviđa mi se, sviđa mi se
Ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
Sviđa mi se, sviđa mi se
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Ti imaš nešto, ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
Imaš nešto, imaš nešto
 
(Paty Cantu)
Jao, uzmi me, odvedi me na tren do raja
 
(Paty Cantu i Alejandro Sanz)
Stavi mi zvezde na tlo
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Nije potrebno toliko vezivanje
Bez obaveza
 
(Paty Cantu)
Seti se da imam opasan um
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
I ove noći kada izgledaš kao boginja
Stvar postaje dobra
Ova stvar
 
(Paty Cantu i Alejandro Sanz)
Sviđa mi se, sviđa mi se
Ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
Sviđa mi se, sviđa mi se
Ti imaš nešto, imaš nešto što mi se sviđa
 
(Alejandro Sanz)
Ti imaš nešto, ti imaš nešto, nešto što mi se sviđa
 
(Paty Cantu)
Prokleta neka je ova želja da te vidim
 
Alejandro Sanz)
Ti imaš nešto što mi se sviđa