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【2】Horn

Pestilence, assaults invisibly
Smelt, the approaching danger
It closes in, so fiercely
How can we underestimate
The enemy that gives no quarter?
 
Horns roar
Flame rages
Time to resist
Armed in white
Wielding unseen swords and shields
Holding guns, aiming at the virus
 
Fight!
 

Hob XXI, 3 - 8. Song of Joy

JANE
How lovely is
the countryside
sight now!
Come, you lasses,
let us wander
trough the flowery fields!
LUCAS
How lovely is
the countryside
sight now!
Come, you lads,
let us wander
to the green grove!
JANE, LUCAS
How lovely is…
JANE
Look at the lilles, look at the roses,
look at all the flowers!
LUCAS
Look at the meadows, look at the shrubs,
look at all the fields!
CHORUS
How lovely is…
JANE
Look at the hearth,
look at the water
Look at the bright air!
LUCAS
All lives,
all heaves,
all bestirs itself.
JANE
See the lambs,
how they leap!
LUCAS
See the fish,
what a milling around!
JANE
See the bees,
how they swarm!
LUCAS
See the birds
what a fluttering!
CHORUS
All lives…
LASSES
What an happiness,
what a delight
swells our hearts!
LADS
Sweet sensations,
soft ecstasy
lift our chest!
SIMON
What you feel,
what delight you,
Is the breath of the Creator!
CHORUS
Let us honor,
let us thank,
let us praise him!
MEN
Let you reise,
in a song of thankgiving to him,
your voices.
CHORUS
Let’s reise
in a song of thankgiving to him,
our voices
 

Garden

I believed that it would last forever
Dirtying your hands with the green dew of the past
There is no choice but to wait again so it can be played once again
This land, I will turn it into an abandoned garden
To live and change my life
The will of the spirits of earth
Shall pray to the Jade Stone and the spirit world deep in the abyss
I'll talk and sing
Do you hear my song?
Do you hear my voice?
Do you
Do you believe in the existence of a fairy?
 
The millions of colors that live on earth
And the feelings of our past lives were linked to our afterlife
Hidden underground ephemeral seeds
Are they going to be reborn again to tell us?
 
Are we getting our hands dirty for what we live in this life?
 
All of the flowers that bloom with colors are the memories of paradise
They compensate for their fragility by trampling our melancholy
 
The chaos that occur affects the slightest
Electrons are the files of this worldwide air
The hypocritical angels are hidden behind purification
Buildings collapsing under their weight
 
The black snow is the sovereign of this endless dark sky
 
Give me a paradise or death and reincarnation will disappear through
The stone of Jade in the silent heart transforms the soul of my words
 
If an abandoned garden the successor, the end begins
 
All of the flowers that bloom with colors are the memories of paradise
They compensate for their fragility by trampling our melancholy
 
Give me a paradise or death and reincarnation will disappear through
The stone of Jade in the silent heart transforms the soul of my words
 
A paradise without light
Silence and chaos
When an abandoned garden turns to paradise
The earth is reborn again
Waking up a new life
Ruin and creation
Destruction and construction
The end of the world is
The beginning of the world
 

Shapeshifter

I wear masks, one for spear time and one for work, yes
And you can see me saying nice stuff and freaking out, no
You're trying to set me on fire, but I can't open my eyes, yeah
Yes, I'm splitting, so fucking send me to a psychologist, yes
 
Imagine if I wait
Changing my shape over time
My face is changed
Bubbling and sizzling greatly
 
Slowly, yes, I'm transforming into an eel, no
And I swim around, only eating what's already dead
 
Imagine if I wait
Changing my shape over time
My face is changed
Bubbling and sizzling greatly
 
Do you dare to dance naked with me?
'Cause your talking is annoying me
Do you want to see when my personality flips?
Do you dare to fight for a buck?
 
Imagine if I wait
Changing my shape over time
My face is changed
Bubbling and sizzling greatly
 
Imagine if I wait
Changing my shape over time
My face is changed
Bubbling and sizzling greatly
 

Vienna will envy me for him

Colloredo]
I hope he kept his promise
To guard the musicus well
And did not try to bribe him with praise
Or make advances to him
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
The Elector always gives Mozart the same answer:
No vacancy free!
 
[Colloredo (speaking)]
When will Mozart be in Vienna?
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
I've advised him to get on the road immediately
 
[Colloredo (speaking)]
The Viennese will be wondering,
What musicians we have in Salzburg!
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
I just hope he doesn't cause any trouble again.
 
[Colloredo]
Vienna will envy me for him
And I'll be back to work every now and then.
Feast my eyes on Viennese amazement
When I show what he can do
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
Arrêtez!
Mozart is a poor servant, Your Highness
If he succeeds in Vienna, it would go to his head
He must not be given the opportunity,
To apply for a new position
I'm gonna tell everyone
That you consider it a personal affront
If someone tries to poach him
Nobody's gonna spoil it with you over some musician
I have taken precaution by quartering Mozart in your Vienna residence
So I always keep an eye on him
I can't lock him up, of course.
He'll go to the wine houses and to the Prater...
 
[Colloredo [speaking]]
I forbid it!
No wine houses!
And certainly not to the Prater!
In no case to the Prater!
 
He is entrusted to me
By God the Lord
I'll make sure he'll comply
And knuckles under the gaze of me
 
It must never be
That the reason...
That shall brighten this world
Will be vanquished by the magic of music
 

How come death can bring no peace?

For the remainder of what life’s got left,
here’s to one more final letter
Though written with a heavy wrist,
it’d be my last for sure
The weight of past winters –
a burden on my shoulders
A tranquil irony of how soon
it’ll all inevitably be over
Our memory but a heartache
Thinking of how close we used to be
Taking the tragic turns of life
Oh, how all the love
and years passed by
 
And though I really thought I’d stay this time...
 
Perhaps one day you’ll find me ridden of my consciousness
Driven into the chasm by the world and all its lies
Just promise should you find me
Remember love and let me go
Let me soar into the night
I’m headed westward with the birds
 
Only once in life we’re pacified
And that’s why my demise shall be glorified
I’m a burden to myself you know
And that’s why you shall feel me so despised
 
When any day so long from now they’ll cry in morbid reason
“If only you had meant a little more to him
He wouldn’t have had to meld the seasons
He had carried on his woes and lesions, all for you ‘til time would end”
 
But when in autumn day and night fall into mold
Aimlessly, all I see’s the time passing by
The numbness, all the booze and drugs
Will one day soon ne’er be enough
 
Just know before I’d let you break,
I’d break myself wondering if
“How come death can bring no peace?”
was just a rhetoric question
Never has a deceased’s flock
been pacified by their relief
I’ve no choice to disbelieve that summer
cover winter, like oceans over ice
 
... and though I really thought I’d stay this time
 

Smile for Me

Since you don't want to give me the kiss I'm asking you for
Then give me a smile to make me happy
Since you don't want to give me the kiss I'm asking you for
Then give me a smile to make me happy
 
Since you don't want to give me the kiss I'm asking you for
Then give me a smile to make me happy
Since you don't want to give me the kiss I'm asking you for
Then give me a smile to make me happy
 

The Garden on a Friday

Versions: #1
Does it have to be that hard?
Where do I have to stand to skip the line
to the garden on a Friday?
 
''Are they even from this town?''
I hear someone say and I hope they will leave
The light colors everything pink
 
I lie too badly
Can't look tough
Have my hand in my hair
 
The night turns to day but everyone remains
They have their ID in their hand, looking down, no one gets picked
We should leave but everyone remains
They have glitter on their cheek, looking down, all in a line
Till the night turns to day
 
Underneath the bridge there's hope
Meet whoever you want except me
and then you laid your hand on my shoulder
''You look pretty in neon lights'', you said and I think I smiled
and answered quickly
Please bring me far from all the guards
 
I started to get foggy
To crash is cheap but a bit too indie
 
The night turns to day but everyone remains
They have their ID in their hand, looking down, no one gets picked
We should leave but everyone remains
They have glitter on their cheek, looking down, all in a line
Till the night turns to day
 
The clock is eleven
Do you think they heard?
Ashamed but I ask
''Please let me go ahead, before the night is over''
but I don't think they heard
 
The night turns to day but everyone remains
They have their ID in their hand, looking down, no one gets picked
We should leave but everyone remains
They have glitter on their cheek, looking down, all in a line
Till the night turns to day
 

No one is like you

You're still here somehow
Still with me
After all these years, you follow my in my dream
I still don't want you to go
Why, why, why* should I believe you?
 
I don't ever want to lose my head* again
I don't ever want to risk my heart again
I never want to feel such pain again
Because of you
I never want to be alone again
I never want to be so lonely again
Never again suffer so terribly
Because of you
But no one is like you
I finally admit it
 
What would have become of us
A house, a child, a dog
Sometimes I start to fantasise
We ruined it ourselves
The big dream of happiness
You know that I still miss you
 
I don't ever want to lose my head* again
I don't ever want to risk my heart again
I never want to feel such pain again
Because of you
I never want to be alone again
I never want to be so lonely again
Never again suffer so terribly
Because of you
But no one is like you
I finally admit it
 
There are others
More interesting
But no one is like you
 
I don't ever want to lose my head* again
I don't ever want to risk my heart again
I never want to feel such pain again
Because of you
I never want to be alone again
I never want to be so lonely again
Never again suffer so terribly
Because of you
But no one is like you
I finally admit it
 

Was it then?

I was already in the lift
When I realised I'd left without saying goodbye
Maybe it was this afternoon?
You looked for my hand under the table but I pulled away
Was it the fight in the car?
When I couldn't bear to answer, I just gave up, sorry
That evening at the club
And we danced with other people while they played our song
 
Was it then?
Was it when everything simple became too difficult?
Was it then? Was it then? (Was it, was it then, was it)
Was it then?
Was it when 'sorry' stopped being enough?
Was it then? Was it? (Was it, was it then, was it)
 
Was it at the premiere
When you sang songs about your life and never mentioned us?
Or the weekend in the countryside?
You barely said a word to me but smiled at your phone
Between Medis and Slussen
When I sat on the ground and you kept walking
Said to the picture on the fridge, 'Why can't I feel what we felt back then?'
Please, let me feel what I felt then
 
Was it then?
Was it when everything simple became too difficult?
Was it then? Was it then? (Was it, was it then, was it)
Was it then?
Was it when 'sorry' stopped being enough?
Was it then? Was it? (Was it, was it then, was it)
 
Was it somewhere there, around the time when
We fell together but landed apart?
Somewhere there, around the time when
We began to forget about the dreams that were our whole world?
 
Was it then?
Was it when everything simple became too difficult?
Was it then? Was it then? (Was it, was it then, was it)
Was it then?
Was it when 'sorry' stopped being enough?
Was it then? Was it? (Was it, was it then, was it)
Was it then?
Was it when everything simple became too difficult?
Was it then? Was it then? (Was it, was it then, was it)
 
Jag uppskattar gärna förslag och korrekturläsningar.

So Cold

Something's breaking inside me,
Didn't you hear it?
 
You're killing me
With this glance,
You're killing me
With this glance that has nothing,
Nothing for me.
 
You're killing me
With these lips,
You're killing me
With these lips that lack any
Thirst for me.
 
Why are you being so cold?
Why are you being so cold?
Didn't I give you all? (Nothing…)
Oh, well, I tried anything. (There's no thirst…)
 
Why are you being so cold?
Why are you being so cold?
Didn't I give you all? (There is)
Oh, well, I tried anything. (Nothing…)
 
You stay away, away,
You don't touch me anymore
And as silent as a stone,
Closed in your castle,
You're looking down on me
And something deep inside me
Is breaking apart, (Something's breaking deep inside me.)
Didn't you hear? (Something's breaking, didn't you hear?)
 
You're losing me…
 
Why are you being so cold?
Why are you being so cold?
Didn't I give you all? (Nothing…)
Oh, well, I tried anything. (There's no thirst…)
 
Why are you being so cold?
Why are you being so cold?
Didn't I give you all? (There is)
Oh, well, I tried anything. (Nothing…)
 
All around me appear
Faces in love.
With arms in love they hug
Bodies in love.
With a loud laughter I hide away
How lonely I am.
 
…So cold?
Why are you being so cold?
Didn't I give you all? (Nothing…)
Oh, well, I tried anything. (There's no thirst…)
 
Why are you being so cold?
Why are you being so cold?
Didn't I give you all? (There is)
Oh, well, I tried anything. (Nothing…)
 
…So cold? (You stay away…)
…So cold? (Don't you want me anymore?)
Nothing… (Didn't I give you all?)
There's no (I tried anything…)
Thirst for me.
 
There is nothing.
 

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BG: Ако в някой превод има нещо, което не ви звучи добре (дори и да не съм включил опцията за проверка на превода), не се стеснявайте да ми кажете – ще съм благодарен за помощта. В случай че бихте искали да използвате който и да е от преводите ми някъде, бъдете така добри да споменете откъде сте го взели и по възможност да ме уведомите. Все пак чуждият труд е редно да се цени, нали така?

She denies the obvious

She dreads his return like every night
She wonders what state he is in
The more the years go by the more he gets home late
And most of the time drunk
The bottle to his belly, he opens the door
She does not know what to do any longer
Because whatever she does to him, he loses it
 
For her, it is becoming normal, to be in pain
She takes blows and she suffers in silence
Because the problem is that she loves him
She tells herself that it will change but she denies the obvious
 
The following morning as if nothing had happened
He hugs her and has the guts to tell her that she loves her
Then he takes his keys and leaves for work
But she knows full well that in the evening it will be the same
She takes it in and stays strong
Whatever the number of blows
Because whatever she does to him, he loses it
 
For her, it is becoming normal, to be in pain
She takes blows and she suffers in silence
Because the problem is that she loves him
She tells herself that it will change but she denies the obvious
 
For her, it is becoming normal, to be in pain
She takes blows and she suffers in silence
Because the problem is that she loves him
She tells herself that it will change but she denies the obvious
 
For her, it is becoming normal, to be in pain
She takes blows and she suffers in silence
Because the problem is that she loves him
She tells herself that it will change but she denies the obvious
 
LoupSolo

Go Boy

Mundane encounters are not enough for life.
You are in a hurry to figure out something you don't know.
You do not believe words but you know a guitar
has chords for tears and chords for love.
 
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
 
The horizon is distant but certainly you will arrive.
You will carry love and pain in your heart.
For yourself, you want nothing except to live,
but living means knowing and loving.
 
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
 
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
 
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
So go boy, the world is so big.
It's an old world that needs you all the same.
 

A Voice of an Angel

I hear the voice of an angel whispering beside me,
and recounting the longest fairy tale for me alone.
 
And I feel myself carried away by the wind—up there, near the sun,
and a cloud laden with silver slowly, slowly settling over me.
 
I hear the voice of an angel whispering beside me,—
and then far away, this your music that plays only for me alone.
 
~~~~~
 
And I feel myself carried away by the wind—up there, near the sun,
and a cloud laden with silver slowly, slowly settling over me.
 
I hear the voice of an angel whispering beside me,—
and then far away, this your music that plays only for me alone.
 

You Will Not Leave Me

You will not leave me because I love you—
so, so much that, if I live, it is only for you.
 
And never fear that, if a shadow falls,
in the heart it will stay far away—it will go away.
 
It is so beautiful, my love,
to remain together—do not say goodbye.
 
You will not leave me because I love you—
so, so much that, if I live, it is only for you.
 
(You will not leave me because I love you.)
 
~~~~~
 
You will not leave me because I love you,
so, so much that, if I live, it is only for you.
 

Celestina

Celestina—Celestina.
 
Celestina, you have green eyes but,
Celestina, you can't talk about love.
You did not want to fall in love anymore
but you only lose out.
 
Celestina—Celestina.
 
Celestina, what a strange woman you are.
Celestina, you have everything and nothing, you know.
The love that you do not want—
why are you leaving it to us?
You know you cannot say you're happy
if you love a little more than you really do.
 
Celestina.
 
~~~~~
 
The love that you do not want—
why are you leaving it to us?
You know you cannot say you're happy
if you love a little more than you really do.
 
Celestina—Celestina.
 

Bem

White night of fright,
black night of terror,
water, rain, snow, and wind—
furious thunder and lightning.
 
With a chilling rattle,
the murderer with the knife
slices and dices in an instant
anyone found in the castle.
 
But from the world of horror,
where the sky is always black,
the son of mystery pounces
faster than can be believed (can be believed).
 
Bem arrives, enemy of evil,
who holds in his mouth a thousand daggers.
Only three fingers, two eyes of ice,
sixty vipers upon each arm,
he mangles the killer.
He beats him to death with a club.
 
White night of fright,
black night of terror,
water, rain, snow, and wind—
furious thunder and lightning.
 
A step that shuffles sounds,
the blow of a hammer sounds,
the hanged man falls to the ground
making a mess where he falls.
 
But from the world of horror,
where the sky is always black,
the son of mystery pounces
faster than can be believed (can be believed).
 
Bem arrives, enemy of evil,
who holds in his mouth a thousand daggers.
Only three fingers, two eyes of ice,
sixty vipers upon each arm,
he mangles the killer.
He beats him to death with a club.
 
White night of fright,
black night of terror,
water, rain, snow, and wind—
furious thunder and lightning—
furious thunder and lightning—
furious thunder and lightning.
 

Wonderful World

Do not awaken me while I am dreaming of you.
I see a sweet world where you are alone with me.
 
At sunset, the flowers tell thousands of love stories.
All of those flowers resemble you.
 
Do not awaken me—close your eyes with me
and my great dream to which this world will transport me.
 
~~~~~
 
At sunset, the flowers tell thousands of love stories.
All of those flowers resemble you.
 
Do not awaken me—close your eyes with me
and my great dream to which this world will transport me.
 

Why I No Longer Cry

No one knows why I no longer cry—
because I no longer have you.
 
Perhaps I will never be able to pray again
and no one will ever want to listen to my story.
 
I will not have the words that only you knew how to tell me.
 
And you know why I no longer cry—
because I can no longer pray.
 
~~~~~
 
Perhaps I will never be able to pray again
and no one will ever want to listen to my story.
 
I will not have the words that only you knew how to tell me.
 
And you know why I no longer cry—
because I can no longer pray.
 

Something Stupid

It is difficult to find a way to spend an evening with you.
For example, suppose we went off to dance, you know how it goes.
We would end up looking for a quiet place to hide out together.
Inevitably, I'd end up saying something stupid like 'I love you.'
 
You already know that you would end up at least listening,
thinking it is nothing but some words among the many that are said.
 
I plan out extremely intelligent words as I like to do.
I wait for the evening to create the atmosphere to offer them to you.
You want it to be the moon and your perfume that draws us very close.
Inevitably, I blurt out something stupid like 'I love you.'
 
~~~~~~
 
You want it to be the moon and your perfume that draws us very close.
Inevitably, I blurt out something stupid like 'I love you'—
'I love you'—
'I love you.'
 

Johnny Guitar

Play for me, for me alone, my Johnny.
I know your heart does not want to talk about love.
I am crazy for you, oh my Johnny.
I will live only for you, Johnny Guitar.
Play for me, for me alone, Johnny Guitar.
 
Wherever you go, I will tell you that I love you.
And I already know, I won't forget you.
I write the name in the sky of Johnny—
for the love of this Johnny Guitar.
Play for me, for me alone, Johnny Guitar.
 
~~~~~
 
I am crazy for you, oh my Johnny.
I will live only for you, Johnny Guitar.
Play for me, for me alone, Johnny Guitar.
 
Play for me, Johnny Guitar.
 
Play for me, Johnny Guitar....
 

Microsuperman

Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
Here is a dazzling beam that shoots out
and bounces now here and then there—
then a violent flash and the whistle of the wind that blows!
 
Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
He draws energy from his helmet
that he needs to fight, you know,
that makes him strong and inspired and gives hope to all!
 
With two wings behind us, we can go wherever we want.
We can do everything: we are androids, androids,
androids, androids, androids.
 
Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
The enemy is that spider over there.
Here is a flash and it is already gone—
just a violent flash and then the scream of the wind that blows!
 
Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
Victory will not escape us
and once again the world will be at peace.
Will this be the payback for our common sense? Who knows?
 
(Yama) Yama.
(Akeba) Akeba.
(Ameso) Ameso.
(Yama) Yama.
 
With two wings behind us, we can go wherever we want.
We can do everything: we are androids, androids,
androids, androids, androids.
 
Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
Here is a dazzling beam that shoots out
and bounces now here and then there—
then a violent flash and the whistle of the wind that blows!
 
Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
Victory will not escape us
and once again the world will be at peace.
Will this be the payback for our common sense? Who knows?
 
Microsuperman, Microsuperman, Microsuperman!
 

Jean Harlow, the Woman Who Did Not Know How To Love

Whoever has too many loves in this world ends up alone.
You now have no one that you did not know how to love.
 
For you, there is only scorched earth.
For you, there is only dying grass.
And I will exit your life as well
and you will be even more alone.
 
Whoever has too many loves in this world ends up alone.
You now have no one that you did not know how to love.
 
For you, there is only scorched earth.
For you, there is only dying grass.
And I will exit your life as well
and you will be even more alone.
 
Whoever has too many loves in this world ends up alone.
 
Ends up alone.
 

But Come On!

But come on, let's have fun.
There, come on, let's not think about it.
But come on, joy!
Then what will be will be!
 
But come on, morality, come on!
There is nothing in the world that
that can make you cry.
Enough—do not think about it anymore.
 
Forget the past—I was also in love
and my heart broken like yours.
Now I have changed and I live well because to love, it is useless
to cry and to suffer.
 
But come on, let's have fun.
There, come on, let's not think about it.
But come on, joy!
Then what will be will be!
 
Forget the past—I was also in love
and my heart broken like yours.
Now I have changed and I live well because to love, it is useless
to cry and to suffer.
 
But come on, morality, come on!
There is nothing in the world that
that can make you cry.
Enough—do not think about it anymore.
 
But come on, let's have fun.
There, come on, let's not think about it.
But come on, joy!
Then what will be will be!
 
But come on, let's have fun.
There, come on, let's not think about it.
But come on, joy!
Then what will be will be! ...
 

Lord Jim

Lord Jim, Lord Jim, do not go away
if that night lives again inside you.
You must not despair, you can forget it—
you can forget it with her.
 
Lord Jim, Lord Jim, do not leave.
Entrust her with the memories that you have in your heart.
You cannot flee from a love greater than you,
Lord Jim.
 
~~~~~
 
(Lord Jim, Lord Jim, do not leave.)
 
Lord Jim, Lord Jim, do not leave.
Entrust her with the memories you have in your heart.
You cannot flee from a love greater than you,
Lord Jim.
 

I will practice my whole life to love you the way I want to love you when you'll leave

I don't fall asleep anymore
Two fingers at your wrist
Every hearbeat is my
Fragile gift
 
I don't stay calm
But I can learn to do so
Then I'll let you go sometime
Without walking away
 
I will practice my whole life
I want you to understand
I will practice my whole life
To love you
The way I want to love you
When you leave
 
Until then I'll be with you
Two fingers at your wrist
I catch all your hours
And I keep them for you
 
I don't stay calm
But I can learn to do so
Then I'll let you go
The last bit to the stars
 
I will practice my whole life
I want you to understand
I will practice my whole life
To love you
The way I want to love you
When you leave
I will practice my whole life
To love you
The way I want to love you
When you leave
 

Party

I'd like a party now with thousand guests
Let's all raise (our glasses) for a toast, let's smile all life
So, which crazy person comes is welcome
Thus they're starting the new year for me from now on
 
I'd like a party now with thousand guests
Let's all raise (our glasses) for a toast, let's smile all life
So, which crazy person comes is welcome
Thus they're starting the new year for me from now on
 
What a country
Everyone is crazy
Israel is in your pocket if you have money
Everyone together
From the right to the left
Everyone together
Playing Monopoly here
 
I'd like a party now with thousand guests
Let's all raise (our glasses) for a toast, let's smile all life
So, which crazy person comes is welcome
Thus they're starting the new year for me from now on
 
Count until three for me
My head already hurts
Everyone at the party looks like a chairman
I love parties
To drink and to have a good time
I am the queen of roses and you of weddings
And let's go chaos, let's move the bowl
And let's go chaos, who's sitting, that's dangerous
 
Full of people, techno inside
Combined with trills
They don't understand
 
I'd like a party now with thousand guests
 

You never existed

I'm trying to keep our good moments
But at night, our bad finale
Runs through my mind as if it was yesterday
It's only a phase, it will pass I said
But so much love
Can't be erased with a delete button
 
If it can't go away differently, I'll say it even if it hurts
You never existed even though I fell in love with you so hard
If it can't go away differently, I'll say it even if it hurts
You never existed even if I regret it
 
You've already forgotten about me, it's easy for you
There's only fixation on my end
My whole life missing
I must do something to get my mind out of the gutter
What if I don't believe it, I now want to scream it out loud
So I can hear it myself
 
If it can't go away differently, I'll say it even if it hurts
You never existed even though I fell in love with you so hard
If it can't go away differently, I'll say it even if it hurts
You never existed even if I regret it
 

My thing

As I was a young man
I relaxed sometime there
In the meadow in front of the Hotel Kempinski,
Drum Sticks in the pocket In the hand a Cognac Bottle
And a autograph from Klaus Kinski
Looked up to the white castle
Or worked at Blohm and Voss.
No, that was somehow clear,
Someday do I live there
In the Presidential Suite
Where it doesn't rain and no draft goes through
And what I order there?
Canned beer and caviar!
 
And I do my thing,
Doesn't matter what the others say.
I go my way,
Whether Straight or oblique,
That doesn't matter.
I do my thing,
Doesn't matter what the others babble.
What these feckin' retards suggest you,
That doesn't matter.
I do my thing.
 
And now you come from the province,
And though everyone says you're crazy,
You will make it exactly like that
Do it the charming way
Sometimes elastic, sometimes hard,
Sometimes you have to
force the luck too.
Later Wilhelm Wieben will speak:
He has always remained faithful
Fashion came, fashion went,
And you were still the king.
 
Yeah you do your thing,
Doesn't matter what the others say.
You go your way,
Whether Straight or oblique,
That doesn't matter.
You do your thing,
Doesn't matter what the others babble.
What these feckin' retards suggest you,
That doesn't matter.
 
And you remained faithful
And Roomservice is written with U and H
 
Yeah I do my thing,
Doesn't matter what the others babble.
I go my way,
Doesn't matter what the others babble.
What these feckin' retards suggest you,
That doesn't matter.
Doesn't matter what the others babble.
What these feckin' retards suggest you,
That doesn't matter.
 
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I didn't come for a while

I brought my stuff
My big romance
And I stop my mistakes
If I part with my shadow
I will also part from you
 
I didn't come for a while
I didn't come to leave
I came for to stay
I didn't come for a while
I didn't come to leave
I will behave
 
I was on the wrong train
But now I'm getting off
My beloved eyes
If I part with my shadow
I will also part with you
 

You didn't make a good estimate

The body is lonely, the mind is dizzy
It is making pictures in the night from smoke again
Even if I am afraid of such great power, I'm hiding in my soul
But I have the strength to stand on your north 1
 
You didn't make a good estimate, I loved you so much,
But I won't spend my life on memories.
You didn't make a good estimate,
You will never step on my aggrieved heart on the road again.
 
You always had a reason for me to bleed,
Now I'm confessing to all my sins in the darkness.
You always were waving a flag for your ego,
You thought I wasn't there, but look how I live.
 
I'm not hoping for anything else, I'm not insisting on anything, either
The fires of your soul will traumatise me,
I can see it declining year by year.
 

• 1. Possibly referring to a northern mountain.

-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

I don't think so

I have a big complaint to make,
I spent so much time by your side 1
But no matter how much I showed you, you learned nothing.
 
Spite, envy, and hyperboles, and you never ask where you want it from,
And whenever you look me in the eyes,
Don't tell me lies.
 
I'm erasing them all, I'm forgetting them
And I'm breaking away
 
I'm continuing my life down below
 
You're not going to do whatever you want to me,
I don't think so.
 
Only I will define my life. 2
 
I have a big complaint to make,
That I'm crying and in pain every night.
But no matter how much I asked of you, you gave me nothing.
 
I don't care about your apology, and your passion is just making me angry.
And with all that you did to me, you killed our love.
 

• 1. Literally, 'next to you'.
• 2. Basically, he is saying that he is in charge of his own destiny and nobody will influence it.

-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου