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Prayer

As long as the sunset comes
until the earth exists
You, my Lord, give to the people
what they ask.
To people who don't see, the eyes,
peace to those who have not
and the hope to the elders
who want to stay.
 
But man does not understand
and what he does?
He has the sea in his pocket
and he goes to look for the water.
 
To who ask for power
give him to satisfy
to whom ask for money
give him as much as he wants.
And then give the coward
legs to escape
and to all the vagabonds
a bed to sleep.
 
But man does not understand
and what he does?
He has the sea in his pocket
and he goes to look for the water.
 
As long as the sunset comes
You can do eveything
and to whom ask for violence
You give more
please give freedom to the oppressed
give humility to the righteous,
I ask only
please don't forget me!
 
But man does not understand
and what he does?
He has the sea in his pocket
and he goes to look for the water.
But man does not understand
and what he does?
He has the sea in his pocket
and he goes to look for the water.
 
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Our time - our country

Country, our country - fatherland
We hold you in our hand,
and is a part of you, part of me
 
A part of us... and everybody...
You are enough - if you really want
 
Here we are, in our world
Has the lion dropped its sword?
We ask, who are we, who am I
Who is who, in our home
Somebody who knows? Identity?
 
It is here were we speak our languages
...and you are always welcome here!
 
Our time - our country
This is where I once was born,
this is where I got my name.
Our time - our country... Our country... in our time.
 
Dreams from back in the days - nostalgia
Crooning on your melody
But the world turned, a long time ago
The time it - goes and goes...
Sweeping away old trails
 
This time, the wounds improve
Remember that we love you from our hearts
 
Our time - our country
This is where I once was born,
this is where I got my name.
Our time - our country... Our country... in our time.
 
I landed back up at my mothers street
Can I clear my mind as mother spoke
Can I switch language? Yeah, I talk about the same
I don’t see a duckpond, I see the same flag
Same old discussion, it only gathers dust
How can it be accepted if it’s called mandatory swedish? Well...
I see hands in the ceiling all the way from Karis to Kuopio
Through Ostrobothnia, eyy. They’re up to bounce
 
We are here on mothers street
Maybe walking in fathers footsteps
For how much longer will people be able to nag
about fatherland and native language?
 
Our time - our country
This is where I once was born,
this is where I got my name.
Our time - our country... Our country... in our time.
 

The Conscript of 1810

I’m a poor conscript
From the year 18101 [x2]
I must leave Lengadoc, Lengadoc, Lengadoc
I must leave Lengadoc
To go to my death.
 
Far from here, there is a country
Of white snow, of grey skies [x2]
We must go there to die, go there to die
We must go there to die
For the Emperor and his son.
 
The rector and the schoolmaster
Talked to us for so long [x2]
We left so content, so content, so content
We left so content
We’ll be on the monument
 
Be sure Lengadocians
To have other children [x2]
We’ll need them in twenty years, in twenty years, in twenty years2
We’ll need them in twenty years
Blacks3 and Republicans
 
In this way, a boy wrote to you
Who was born close to your house
Sleep, you’ve walked so long, so long, so long
Sleep, you’ve walked so long,
And his story is at its end.
 

• 1. During the Napoleonic Wars.
• 2. I believe this refers to the events of the Bourbon Restoration and its fall.
• 3. I believe this refers to the clergy, although it could conceivably refer to Black soldiers as well.

Why Didn't They Tell Me?

Like all kids,
We went to school.
Like all kids,
They taught me to read.
 
They sang so many songs to me.
They taught me so many stories.
Lutèce1… Paris… Paris…
 
But why, why
Didn’t they tell me at school?
Why didn’t they tell me?
But why, why
Didn’t they tell me at school
The name of my country?
 
The schoolmaster told us
Of this great King of France
Who was attacked before the poor. 2
A holy man, this Saint Louis,
All the people loved him,
And he didn’t want misery,
A holy man, this Saint Louis.
 
But why, why
Didn’t they tell me at school?
Why didn’t they tell me?
But why, why
Didn’t they tell me at school
That he killed my country?
 
And when we were older
We had to speak three languages
In order to be a good technician.
We had to take on three languages:
English and German
And that which they write in Rome
In order to be a good technician.
 
But why, why
Didn’t they tell me at school?
Why didn’t they tell me
But why, why
Didn’t they tell me at school
The language of my country?
 
Maybe so much knowledge
Hides the truth from us.
We’ll learn by ourselves that on earth
Liberty doesn’t reign.
We will know of the hunger of India,
And the pain of the Africans,
And the death of Guevara.3
 
But why, why
Didn’t they say at school?
Why didn’t they say?
But why, why
Didn’t they say at school
The name of our country?
 

• 1. Gallo-Roman ruins in the Latin Quarter of Paris
• 2. I’m uncertain what this line refers to. Perhaps it is meant figuratively?
• 3. Ernesto “Che” Guevara, Argentine Marxist revolutionary who fought against imperialism and neo-colonialism.

Shared Lips

Versions: #7
My love...
If I’m under the rhythm of your legs
If I'm sunk into the movement of your hips
This is heaven it’s my heaven
 
Escaped love
You take me, you leave me, you use me up then you toss me aside
You check out other pastures then return just like the hummingbirds
You have me like a dog at your feet
 
Once more my foolish mouth ...
Falls again on your skin
Your mouth comes back to me…tempting me
I fall again
From your breasts down to your feet
 
Shared lips
Lips split up… my love
I can’t share your lips
And I share the deceit and I share my days
And the pain
But I can’t share your lips
Ooh love ooh…shared love
 
Evolving love ...
Friends with benefits but without the benefit of having you forever
And I always have patiently wait
For the piece of you that is left for me
 
Lightning strikes of alcohol ...
The voices cry alone in the sun
My mouth is burning in torture, you undress so sweetly
Then later you leave
 
Once more my foolish mouth ...
Falls again on your honey skin
Your mouth comes back to me…it's painful
I fall again
From your breasts down to your feet
 
Shared lips
Lips split up… my love
I can’t share your lips
And I share the deceit and I share my days
And the pain
But I can’t share your lips
Ooh love ooh…shared love
 
I’d rather be damned ...
I’d rather be buried away…my love
But I can not anymore
Share your lips share your kisses
Shared Lips
 
I love you with all my faith without measure ...
I love you even though you're shared
Your lips are in control
 
I love you with all my faith without measure ...
I love you even though you're shared
And you’re still in control.
 

The love will never die

Can't you see - it hurts!
Stop, enough!
I still remember.
You think, you are allowed to do so, if you are mine, oh my God?
And I love strongly (*)
You do not hear me screaming.
I am not asking, I am praying,
I am blindly believing and waiting.
I am not alive, I am just breathing.
I don't want (it) without you! Farewell! Goodbye!
You can just take everything that you want,
Break my heart and nothing would save me.
You can just kill my soul.
Strangle me, come on!
But the love will never die!
You can just take everything that you want,
Break my heart and nothing would save me.
You can just kill my soul.
Strangle me, come on!
But the love will never die!
 
We had been destructing and building again and again
Millions of words, lie and pain
Where the days go through us?
Emptiness and loneliness - they are not love.
The scream, quarrels, the night, the city,
The memory shards remember your whisper.
Weird, there are only wounds inside the soul.
But one can't fix everything with the deception.
Who will replace your smile now?
Who would understand me like you?
We are just humans, we make mistakes.
If you've insulted once, forgive a hundred times.
The sun is not shining anymore for me (**).
There are only clouds and rains.
And I have lost the sense of live on the day when I let you go.
 
You can just take everything that you want,
Break my heart and nothing would save me.
You can just kill my soul.
Strangle me, come on!
But the love will never die!
You can just take everything that you want,
Break my heart and nothing would save me.
You can just kill my soul.
Strangle me, come on!
But the love will never die!
 

Zerrecikler

Buradayım, işte
Yüzüyorum, zümrüt yeşilinden bir denizde
Dansımı sürdürmeme yardım et
Olabildiğince sessiz, etmeden hareket
Ve dengeyi korumaya çalışıyorum
Ve deniyorum, fakat ziyan edilmiş zamanlar gibi hissettiriyor
 
Fakat bu ağır eller
Göğsüme kadar çekiyorlar beni
Esir alıp, bütün çiğ etlerime renk vererek
Sessizce, üzerimden uçuyorsun
Ve savaşıyorum, fakat ziyan edilmiş zamanlar gibi hissettiriyor
 
İyi geceler, diye seslen
Biliyorum, denizde yutuldum
Çarpışıyoruz, beni bir çırpıda bitiren renkler
Yalnızca, iyi geceler, diye seslen
Çoktan üzgünüm
Ağlıyorum
Çoktan üzgünüm
 
Çoktan üzgünüm
Ve ağlıyorum
Çoktan üzgünüm
 
Ve deniyorum
Ve deniyorum
Fakat ziyan edilmiş zamanlar gibi hissettiriyor
 
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Sway

Cuando los ritmos marimba comienzan a sonar
Baila conmigo, me balanceo
Como un océano perezoso abraza a la costa
sostenme cerca , influye más en mí
 
Como una flor que se dobla con la brisa
Doble conmigo, influir con facilidad
Cuando bailamos usted tiene un camino conmigo
Quédate conmigo, conmigo dominio
 
Otros bailarines pueden estar en la pista
Querida, pero mis ojos la verán sólo a usted
Sólo tú tienes la técnica mágica
Cuando nos balanceamos voy débil
 
Puedo oír los sonidos de los violines
Mucho antes de que comiencen
Hágame conmoverme como sólo usted sabe cómo
Influya en mí suave, me balanceo ahora
 
Otros bailarines pueden estar en la pista
Querida, pero mis ojos la verán sólo a usted
Sólo tú tienes la técnica mágica
Cuando nos balanceamos voy débil
 
Puedo oír los sonidos de los violines
Mucho antes de que comiencen
Hágame conmoverme como sólo usted sabe cómo
Influya en mí suave, me balanceo ahora
Ya sabes cómo
Influya en mí suave, me balanceo ahora
 

Ned's Newt

There once was a boy who wanted a pet
when he got to the store that was all what he get
He brought it home with a little surprise
 
The new one lay there like he weren't alive
The Pet Store Owner knew what's to do
he gave the boy a can Zippo for Newt
 
Ned's Newt he's all the monkees [?]
Ned's Newt with some percussions [?]
Ned's Newt he's where the fun is yeah
 
Ned's Newt he's the normest baby
Ned's Newt so doubts disasters baby [?]
Ned's Newt he's where the fun is yeah
 
Yes
 

It's Zero

I could spend my life turning the pages
Searching who I am in other faces
I could spend my life changing skin
It's Zero
 
I could do like others and close the book
A story like ours, It could not survive
I could spend my life turning my back
It's Zero
 
Me, I ain't wuss out when I tell you I love you
Since afterwards you are gone, I feel cold in my veins
I always had fear of bitter morning
With no color
And even though I survive away from your sun
I detest my nights, I hate my awakenings
Your depart has made me bad as a stab in my skin
 
Me, I ain't wuss out , I tell you I love you
I tell you I love you
Me, I ain't wuss out , I tell you I love you
I tell you I love you
It's Zero
It's Zero
It's Zero
 
I could always lie to whom wants to know
Whom wanted to leave, whom lives in the dark
But in front of my mirror all the scenarios
are Zero
 
Me, I ain't wuss out , I tell you I love you
I don't want to spend my life hiding my grief
I always had few bitter mornings
With no color
And even though I survive away form your sun
I detest my nights, I hate my awakenings
Your depart has made me bad as a stab in my skin
 
Me, I ain't wuss out , I tell you I love you
I tell you I love you
Me, I don't displace myself, I tell you I love you
I tell you I love you
It's Zero
It's Zero
It's Zero
 
I could spend my life writing you on the walls
To die of boredom, to suffer the torture
But the screams of love makes you feel neither cold nor warmth
Waiting on your return
It's Zero
 
Me, I ain't wuss out I tell you I love you
I don't want to spend my life hiding my grief
I always had few bitter mornings
With no color
And even though I survive away form your sun
I detest my nights, I hate my awakenings
Your depart has made me bad as a stab in my skin
 

Gray

India: I have an open hope without a button
and a puppet inside a drawer.
I have a meeting, a dream and a farewell.
 
Prince: I have a blank notebook and a smudge
and a greater melody, a sol menor.
I have a summer that waits fot you every day.
 
India: Who has a heart
to paint of love,
that mine has only one color.
 
India and Prince: And it's gray for you
of so much love was wearing away.
And I, and I here
stop in this wait, maybe I lost count.
And it's gray for you.
of gray I draw my illusion in a stroke.
And I, and I here
painting a picture of gray.
 
India: I have a radiant sun that does not give heat,
sheets and an alarm clock.
I have your shadow wandering in my hallway.
 
Prince: Who has a heart
to paint of love,
that mine has only one color.
 
India and Prince: And it's gray for you
of so much love was wearing away.
And I and I here
stop in this wait, maybe I lost count.
And it's gray for you.
of gray I draw my illusion in a stroke.
And I and I here
painting a picture of gray.
 
Prince: I have an open cardboard surprise,
a new doubt inside the trunk.
India: I have a story, a dog
which is called balu.
I have a medium beer, without alcohol,
a fantasy that this time is going to be that not.
Prince: I have a winter that calms me down
and that it cools me.
 
India: Who has a heart
to paint of love,
that mine has only this color.
 
Prince: I have a radiant sun that does not heat,
sheets, an alarm clock.
India: I have your shadow wandering in the hallway.
Gray.
 

Holy water

One thing is that I win you without wanting to win
and another thing is that I leave you with the desire to love.
It's one thing to kiss me almost unintentionally
and another thing is that we want to devour ourselves with pleasure.
What for to leave the cake for later,
if we want this time
 
You see, the clothes on the floor feel us too,
sprouting through the house without a barrier, you have to see,
blessed your body, holy water that in the river takes me,
make love to me and make war on me.
 
One thing is that I look at you and you want to see me
and another thing is to contemplate us passing the skin.
And if life gives you lemons, you put tequila and salt
and if life gives you back, face her once more.
And what for to leave the cake for later,
if we want to bite
 
You see, the clothes on the floor feel us so well,
sprouting through the house without a barrier, you have to see,
you put the stone and I fall again
of so much love the bed without doing, you see,
blessed is your body, holy water that in the river takes me, make love to me and make war on me.
 

Who are these young men?

Who are these young men,
that march through the village?
Who are these young men,
whose faces shine so brightly?
 
They are young partisans
of an unbreakable spirit,
they are young partisans,
fighters of the new world.
 
Who are these young women,
who carry guns on their shoulders,
who are these young women,
are they truly afraid of nothing?
 
They are young partisans,
who've heard their hearts' calling,
they are young partisans,
they've left their fear at home.
 
What young army is this,
that has sung through the village?
What young army is this,
different than others before?
 
This is our real army,
this is our great power,
this is the partisan army,
that announces daybreak with a song!
 

Šta sam uradila za sebe

Pomislih, što reče, da napravim
popis svog života
da vidim šta mi je ostalo
a šta si ti zadržao
Dala sam sve što sam imala
za jednu ludu ljubav
da bih na kraju dobila
suze, gorčinu i rastanak
 
Šta sam uradila za sebe
šta sam uradila za sebe
Dušu sam imala i dala
ali u nepovrat je otišla
 
Došla sam na ideju da prelistam
svoj život, ali šta će mi to
pun je žalosti
i nešto malo radosti
Godinama sam živela uz tebe
tvoje gorko 'volim te'
sad čuj kako se žalim
u ovoj svojoj pesmi
 
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Pavement Painter

Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cheroo
I do what I want, and I work- if you will
 
I painted this morning, everyone can see
That painting is a profession... of a master craftsman
I paint from my mind, on my own, with no instructors!
 
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cheroo
Painting is my life, I live in a painting
I didn't ask for payment, or any kind of fee
But my cap would be glad if you'd give it a coin
But my cap would be glad if you'd give it some coin.
 

Time to share

There's always a man behind the line only to cross it
On time
And the cafe on the corner charges an hour or two
On time
 
And if the day ends it's colder
If it begins everything warms up
In the kitchen the insects won't leave me in peace
And want more of my food
 
There's always a lady on the corner of the house of old things
I'm cold, my voice stops me, and I want to wake up earlier
 
One more carrot juice
In the head one liter of beer
In the kitchen the fridge starts making noise
Hu Hu
 
It's time to share the lunch
It's time to breathe
Walk
Throwing red rocks to the river
 
There's always a lady on the corner of the house of old things
I'm cold, my voice stops me, and I want to wake up earlier
 
One more carrot juice
In the head one liter of beer
In the kitchen the fridge starts making noise
Hu Hu
 
It's time to share the lunch
It's time to breathe
Walk
Throwing red rocks to the river
 
It's time to discover
If I want or not to cross
The line that is always
Everywhere, everywhere
 

Swing

The one who swings on the swing of the gods
Is swinging between Heaven and Hell
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
As he swings
The one who carries his cross on his back
Is giving himself to the possession of destiny
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
As he swings
 
He is the son of the hip hop god
Giving slaps like thunderstorms
He felt it strong inside him
What his father gave him as a gift
Carries an eternal curse within
It will lead to death, grief and longing
He didn't choose his destiny
He was already tied to his throne as a child
His paths are to be blocked
That path has been blocked by an obstacle
It has been whispered, talked and murmured about
Until the saga is finished
He won't fall
 
The one who swings on the swing of the gods
Is swinging between Heaven and Hell
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
As he swings
The one who carries his cross on his back
Is giving himself to the possession of destiny
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
 
He's seeking his happiness in the dark with his bare hands
The wounds deepen, but he won't stop searching
No, the promises won't help much when he carries this burden
He's to be a bystander until his death
He's seen his loved ones turn against him
And the rivers freeze underneath the bridges
He's been thrown stones at under the eyes of the principle
He's been called the shooting star
Although he knows the darkness will fall
He still believes that the light will win
 
The one who swings on the swing of the gods
Is swinging between Heaven and Hell
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
As he swings
The one who carries his cross on his back
Is giving himself to the possession of destiny
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
 
The one who swings on the swing of the gods
Is swinging between Heaven and Hell
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
As he swings
The one who carries his cross on his back
Is giving himself to the possession of destiny
He will feel the ups and downs as he swings
As he swings
As he swings
As he swings
 

To José Artigas

Vidalita remember José Artigas
And sweeten your mouth when you say it
To the footprint of a century that others erased
Lying the martyrdoms of the betrayed
 
To the old footprint, vidalitay
I'm looking for you
With Lavalleja 1, vidalitay
I want to hear you walking
 
To the footprint, first, of José Artigas
And take off your hat when you say it
Lararailaira, lararairá
And take off your hat when you say it
 
Eastern vidalita, far and pure
Sing to the motherland without bitterness
There's no other footprint like Artigas one
And risk your neck when you follow it
 
Lonely motherland, vidalitay
Lonely and silent
Break your silence, vidalitay
We're going to help you
 
To help you, oh countrymen!, ride horses
We go hand in hand the easterns
Lararairara, lailararará
We go hand in hand the easterns
 

• 1. Juan Antonio Lavalleja, Uruguayan militar, supporter of Artigas and later leader of the 33 Orientals

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Three-Inch Heaven

Lyrics:
(I’ve) stopped here, not daring to continue onward,
Letting sorrow unable to make its appearance.
The handwritten farewell message that you wrote on the next page,
I have no choice but to accept it.
We walked on this path too hastily.
Holding on to desires which are not even realistic.
(We)didn’t have time (and) couldn’t wait to look back and admire,
The fragrance of Magnolia cannot mask the wounds.
 
I stopped looking at the sunlight penetrating through the clouds in the sky.
I stopped looking for the promised Heaven.
No longer sighing over what you said about the transient affairs in the mortal world are ever-changing.
The three-inch sunlight that cannot be borrowed.
 
(I’ve) stopped here, not daring to continue onward
Letting sorrow unable to make its appearance.
The handwritten farewell message that you wrote on the next page,
I have no choice but to accept it.
We walked on this path too hastily.
Holding on to desires which are not even realistic.
(We) didn’t have time (and) couldn’t wait to look back and admire,
The fragrance of Magnolia cannot mask the wounds.
 
I stopped looking at the sunlight penetrating through the clouds in the sky.
I stopped looking for the promised Heaven.
No longer sighing over what you said about the transient affairs in the mortal world are ever-changing.
The three-inch sunlight that cannot be borrowed.
 
I stopped looking at the sunlight penetrating through the clouds in the sky.
I stopped looking for the promised Heaven.
No longer sighing over what you said about the transient affairs in the mortal world are ever-changing.
The three-inch sunlight that cannot be borrowed.
 
That Heaven is the place where I loved you once before.
 
ALL THE MUSIC,ALL THE LYRICS

Men don't change

Versions: #3
Me too I've been a child
In love with my father.
For him I'm always wrong and I am his sloppy daughter.
I tried to conquer him
and I've never succeeded
and I've struggled to change him,
You'll need another life.
Womens' patience starts at that age
when rise in the family those fuzzy spites
And you lose yourself in an illusion
dreaming to go away
with the first that passes and lies to you.
Men don't change,
they talk about love
and then they leave you alone.
Men change you
and you cry for thousands night asking yourself why.
But, men kill you
and with their friends they laugh at you.
Me too I cried the first time
Forced in a corner and beated.
He was doing (sex) and couldn't understand why I stayed still and silent.
But I understood by time
and becoming a little harder
that if a man in a group is meaner
when he's alone he's more frightened.
Men don't change
they make money to buy you and then they sell you.
At night, men don't come back
and they give you what you don't want
Why men that are born
they are womens' sons,
but they aren't like us?
My love, men who change are almost an inexistent ideal.
They are those in love like you.
 

Woman's portrait

A woman's portrait can't be done with two colours
It's an idea that we have to discuss
 
You're surprise, but I've got a soul, and I can want or not, but I see and I hear, I work and I think, and my tomorrow is a big day
 
I sing and love with freedom
And I look for a world, a continent, to meet each other, but truly.
 
(Na, na, na ....)
Again you pretend me lover, woman and child
(Na na na...)
I have got few or I haven't got joys or thoughts of mine
 
I sing and love with freedom
And I look for a world, a continent, to meet each other, but truly.
 
I see and I think, I work and I think, and my tomorrow is a big day
And I look for a world, a continent to meet each other but truly
 
I see and I think, I work and I think, and my tomorrow is a big day
 
And I look for a world, a continent to meet each other but truly
 

Little man

Two cold hands into yours
White doves of the farewell
What a sad day is my day
If now you get rid of me
Of me, that I'm so weak
 
And i'll get lost without you.
 
Little man, don't send me away
Me, little woman would die
It's the last chance to live
You'll see I won't miss it - oh no!
It's the last chance to live
I might be wrong, yes I know
But with you I'll get it, oh yes!
For that I tell you:
Little man, don't send me away
Me, little woman would die
 
Rain air onto us
And... you don't talk to me anymore, what's up with you?
For sure, if I was in your shoes
I already know what I'd tell myself
I'd blame myself
And then I'd forgive myself
 
Little man, don't send me away
Me, little woman would die
It's the last chance to live
You'll see I won't miss it ('cause I can)
 
I must - I want to live
With you i'll get it
(And... and I must do it)
It's the last chance to live
You'll see I won't miss it
('cause I can)
I must - I want to live
We'll get it together
 
Little man don't send me away
Me a little woman I would die
 
Little man don't send me away
Me a little woman I would die
 

Lazna Crvena

Lazna crvena, pusim, konzumirani otrov
U kuci bolesnog ugleda
Da li sam na ovaj nacin potrosio svoje dane
U oporavljanju od fatalne bolesti?
 
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
 
Roze oblak je postao siv
I ja sam ponovo sam, da
Neko koga bih drzao naspram sebe
Sam, ja zudim za onim sto je netaknuto
 
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
 
Lazna crvena, pusim, konzumirani otrov
U kuci bolesnog ugleda
Da li je ovo mesto na kom sam trazio ljubav
Kada je moja potreba unutar mene, poklon odozgo?
 
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
 
''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)

Here to stay

Versions: #2
There’s someone else in the looking glass
Between the potions and the creams
All the little pots which pile up
You see, time has passed even so
 
We believed we were treading water
Ah that, we took some pain over it
We spend ourselves, we struggle
And even with a queen’s steps
The big hand moves
 
We’re going to target eternity
We are so comfortable here
We’re all going to act as if
We were here to stay
 
Between the bumps in the road
The set-backs, the dead-ends
The long nights, the short days
And all that scratches the surface
 
We fall each one in turn
Between the raptor’s claws
The only remedy is love
Besides, that’s why we run
From one end of space to other
 
We’re going to target eternity
We are so comfortable here
We’re all going to act as if
We were here to stay
 
Stay, stay, stay
We’re not even hurried
Stay, stay, stay
In a corner of my mind
A lifetime embracing you
A thousand times started over
And that’s why we’re going to stay
Stay, stay
 
I would have like to bring it to you
On a beautiful lace cushion
The nook where the keys are hidden
To the eternal mechanism
 
But the clock is out of reach
And it isn’t there that the essence lies
It can continue to turn
And it can take everything away
I find you more beautiful every day
 
We’re going to target eternity
We are so comfortable here
We’re all going to act as if
We were here to stay
Stay, stay, stay
We are far from worn-out
Stay, stay, stay
In a corner of my mind
A life embracing you
A thousand time started over
 
We’re going to stay, stay, stay
We’re not even hurried
Stay, stay, stay
For those that we’ve hurt
That we should have embraced
Might as well start all over again
 
We’re going to target eternity
We are so comfortable here
We’re all going to act as if
We were here to stay
 

Everything has ended

Everything has ended
Our paths are splitting
You just like me
Bleeding from the inside
 
I've begged alot for forgiveness
You have never heard me out
You have played with my pride
Now I will never forgive you
 
Never talk/approach me again
I can't return to you anymore
How lovely we were together
This love has stopped, unfortunatly
 
I've begged alot for forgiveness
You have never heard me out
You have played with my pride
Now I will never forgive you
 

Life Philosophy

I molded my destiny
Anyone can mold one
I let the world course me
Through where I want to go
Past pain doesn't hurt me
And I don't even like nostalgia
I only want what I need
To live my day-to-day
 
Why protest about something that I don't deserve
My reason is the faith that guides me
Envy doesn't make me stumble
I believe in God and in the Virgin Mary
I view without fear the problems of life
I don't remain seated with legs in the air
There is no such thing as a setback without an escape
For the person who takes life slowly
 
I molded my destiny
Anyone can mold one
I let the world course me
Through where I want to go
Past pain doesn't hurt me
And I don't even like nostalgia
I only want what I need
To live my day-to-day
 
The superfluous
Never fails us
It is basic for
Who has need
I don't want any more than what is necessary
To convey my joy
 

Don't leave

Don't leave, don't leave
You're closed in my heart, I feel it
This love is my torment
don't leave, don't leave
 
Maybe you, maybe you
You go away to find the oblivion
You want to leave me, without say goodbye
Maybe you ...
 
Because you don't know that love is a flame
who burns and flares up in the heart
and his fever destroyes and eats
the ones who still believe in love
 
Don't leave, don't leave
You don't know how much you make me suffer
slowly you'll see me die
Don't leave
 
Because you don't know that love is a flame
who burns and flares up in the heart
and his fever destroyes and eats
the ones who still believe in love
 
Don't leave, don't leave
You don't know how much you make me suffer
slowly you'll see me die
Don't leave
 
No, don't leave
 

She belongs to me (She's an artist)

She’s got everything she wants
She’s an artist don’t ever doubt it
She’s got everything she wants
She’s an artist don’t ever doubt it
She can make whole nights white
And cast a black shadow over your days
 
She never trembles
And nowhere can she fall
She never trembles
And nowhere can she fall
As she’s the child of no one
The law never touches her
 
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles when she has to speak
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles when she’s going to speak
She’s a high society collector
And you an old-fashioned passer-by
 
You’ll start on your feet
Proud to hear her least whisper
You’ll start on your feet
Proud to hear her least whisper
You’ll end up like the others
Kneeling in front of her key-hole
 
Go and bow down to her on Sunday
And make a detour for her party
Go and bow down to her on Sunday
And make a detour for her party
For Halloween buy her a trumpet
And for Christmas give her a drum
For Halloween buy her a trumpet
And for Christmas give her a drum
 

Wishes of Impossible Things

Just like the most foolish mosquito of the pack,
I follow the light even if it leads me to die.
I follow you like final periods follow
all suicidal phrases that seek their end.
 
Just like the poet that chooses to work in a bank,
it could be that in the worst case scenario
I could apply a judo lock on my poor heart,
forcing it to sign this declaration, crying.
 
I stay quiet because it's more comfortable to fool oneself,
I stay quiet because reason has won over the heart.
But whatever happens, even if someone else accompanies me,
In silence I will love only you.
 
Even if a beggar believes that cinema is a showcase,
just like a resigned flower decorates an elegant office,
I promise to call 'love of mine' to the first that doesn't harm me
and laughter will be a luxury that I'll forget when I forget you.
 
But just like they await in the Plaza de Mayo,
I try to spark a candle in secret, just in case
a lucky strike will one day want me to see you again,
reducing these words in a piece of paper.
 
I stay quiet because it's more comfortable to fool oneself,
I stay quiet because reason has won over the heart.
But whatever happens, even if someone else accompanies me,
In silence I will love only you.
 
And I stay quiet because it's more comfortable to yell at oneself,
I stay quiet because reason has won over the heart.
But whatever happens, even if someone else accompanies me,
In silence I will want you, in silence I will love you,
In silence I will think of...
that laughter will be a laughter that I'll forget when I have forgotten you.
 

Ogdr36 – And there are poets that are artists

And there are poets that are artists
And work upon their verses
Just like how a carpenter works upon tables! . . .
 
How sad it is to not know how to blossom!
To have to put verse upon verse, like who constructs a wall
And to see if it is good, and to topple it if it isn't! . . .
When the only artistic house is the entire Earth
That varies and is always good and is always the same.
 
I think about this, not like who thinks, but like who breathes.
And I look at the flowers and smile . . .
I don't know if they understand me
Or even if I understand them as they are,
But I know that the truth is within them and in me
And in our common divinity
Of letting each other go and live throughout the Earth
And to lead on lap through the content Seasons
And to allow the wind to sing so that we may fall asleep
And not have dreams inside of our sleep.
 

Mom, I'm a partisan

Heaven won't take us,
Fire and ashes await.
It's hard to get accustomed to death,
Mom, I'm a partisan.
Our blood is redder than blood.
Redder than the scarlet sunset.
Namely me, nobody other than me, since
Mom, I'm a partisan. (x3)
Mom...
 
The Motherland cries, she's hurting.
The weak are neither against, nor for.
The strong die with dignity.
After saying: Mom, I'm a partisan.
The damp earth will take me.
The soldier will go to sleep forever.
And my final cry shall fly to her.
Mom, I'm a partisan. (x3)
Mom...
 

The Native Scene

Flocks of birds. A roadway ribbon.
Wattle fence that's fallen down.
From the sky in thick fog hidden
Bleary day looks with a frown.
 
Row of birch-trees, dismal no-show
Of a roadside lighting pole.
As if under weight of sorrow
Hut has rocked on ground sole.
 
Semi-light and semi-twilight, -
And you're dying to escape,
Endless sadness of your limelight
Tramples on your soul's landscape.
 
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