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I'm not a hero

Punches in the soul
The cold blade running
Every day leads me nearer to the end
When I go on stage like I take the last train
 
Even on tragic evenings
I need to find the flame I need
To touch the women who raise their hands to me
Who scream that they love me when I don't know them
 
That's why today I'm tired
That's why today I want to scream
 
I'm not a hero
I'm stuck with my faux pas
I'm not a hero
Don't trust the newspaper
I'm not a hero, a hero
 
I'm not a hero
I'm stuck with my faux pas
I'm not a hero
Don't trust the newspaper
I'm not a hero, a hero
 
When women's screams
Hold on to my tears I know
It's to help me carrying all my grief
And I say to myself that they're dreaming, but it does them good
 
With punches in the soul
I found the basis I need
If you wanna die famous, don't take anything
Just what the others didn't wanted to keep
 
That's why today I'm tired
That's why today I want to scream
 
I'm not a hero
I'm stuck with my faux pas
I'm not a hero
Don't trust the newspaper
I'm not a hero, a hero
 
I'm not a hero
I'm stuck with my faux pas
I'm not a hero
Don't trust the newspaper
I'm not a hero, a hero
 
I'm not a hero
I'm not a hero, a hero, a hero
 

Ballad of the lost words

In my girlhood I went to school
To learn
To write, to count
To live
And the words were charmed worlds
Visited only by those who could figure their meanings
Bit by bit
I abandoned the dictionary
As I made of life
My daily notebook
And the words that this world
That, as a child, I had a glimpse of
Letter by letter, one by one
Sorrow by sorrow I lost
In your love are letters of falsehood
I read the lie on which you wrote a truth
Empty words, a hope, an illusion
Returned words and also forgiveness
Are the same. But now where I am
So lost that a lifetime is too much
For us, if it's our fate we'd walk
Your hands on my hands
Let's walk side by side
My lover and brother are the same
On the words
But now where I am
 

I miss my homeland

I wanna go back to my homeland
And remember my bygone days
I miss the sweet gatherings
And the night tunes
In those love nights
I wanna get close to him,
my homeboy and his eyes that I adore
I've not been able to get over him for years
As I have always felt safe with him
I miss life in my homeland
I wanna go back to my homeland
And remember my bygone days
I miss the sweet gatherings
And the night tunes
In those love nights
wanna get close to him,
my homeboy and his eyes that I adore
I've not been able to get over him for years
As I have always felt safe with him
Yeah, my homeland
I miss my homeland, its memories and stories
No matter how long I stay abroad, I love my homeland and always remember it
The only remedy for those living abroad
is hugging their loved ones back at home
Soon, we will be back and get together there again
Soon, we will be back and get together there again
And we will have our sweet days again too
 

You Are The Wind

You can get up first
I will stand with my back turned around
'please let's not cry, please let's not cry'
no matter how many times I pledge
 
Although I wipe my tears
they don't stop, what can I do?
my name, my face too
you'll forget them at some point
 
Don't go, don't cry
I can't say anything else
you are leaving ,going further away
I am looking only at you
if I miss you, if I want to see you
I will ask the moonlight
whether you are doing well
whether you are hurt
 
Still I can't take even one step
in case you come back
'let's not look behind, let's not look behind'
no matter how many times I say it over and over again
 
If we break up without a farewell
what should I do?
even if I scream with my heart
you only are going further away like this
 
Don't go, don't cry
I can't say anything else
you are leaving ,going further away
I am looking only at you
if I miss you, if I want to see you
I will ask the moonlight
whether you are doing well
whether you are hurt
 
Don't go, if you leave me
and go what will I do?
I am done with love
 
Don't stop, keep on going
if you're not going to come back to me
a little bit of lingering affection, a little bit of uneasiness
don't leave them here
 
While it's raining, while the sky is crying
I want to hide my tears
the days I loved you like crazy
now are only memories
 
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Prison

I want to break out from here
They have me tied from the neck
A prison
When I start dreaming
They wake me up forcibly
A prison
Dig for some food
Return back again to the cage
A prison
 
Chains - I don't wear
But free I don't live
 
All around me tall walls
My hair resemble the snow
A prison
I want to break out from here
To finally see the sky
A prison
But I have a hill in front of me
Give me a hand boys
A prison
To live free... to live free
 

Balalaika

The moonlight was flickering in the black sky
The girl I was wanted to know everything
You used to walk me home
After the school orchestra rehearsal
 
That evening is now so near and far
But that girl and that boy
From the school orchestra are
Always with me, everywhere
 
Plim-plim-plim-plim
You don't make me feel jealous
Plim-plim-plim-plim
No offence taken
Plim-plim-plim-plim
We'll never ...
Plim-plim-plim-plim
...go back there
Plim-plim-plim-plim
Call me if you love me
Plim-plim-plim-plim
We'll talk!
 
I'll pick up my balalaika
And play queitly 'The Moon Is Shining'
And I will balalaika my love
To you and you alone
 
A tiny flame lit up in the sky
And brought back to life the long gone love
Between that girl and that boy
From the school orchestra
 
Plim-plim-plim-plim
You don't make me feel jealous
Plim-plim-plim-plim
No offence taken
Plim-plim-plim-plim
We'll never ...
Plim-plim-plim-plim
...go back there
Plim-plim-plim-plim
Call me if you can
Plim-plim-plim-plim
We'll talk!
 
Balalaika, here you go again
I am no longer the master of my heart
We should never really be reminded of the past
Oh, balalaika, what fools we, women, are
 
As soon as I strum the three strings
That girl and that boy
from the school orchestra
will come out of nowhere
 
Plim-plim-plim-plim
You don't make me feel jealous
Plim-plim-plim-plim
No offence taken
Plim-plim-plim-plim
We'll never ...
Plim-plim-plim-plim
...go back there
Plim-plim-plim-plim
Call me if you can
Plim-plim-plim-plim
We'll talk!
 

Our summer

I'm coming again in the houses where the voices are heard
Of youthful laughter, brass laughter.
Flown into nowhere fleeting words:
'Only with you, forever with you!'
 
On summer morning of that day our summer were beginning
It seemed to us forever, and we loved everything
Sun in our eyes, hearts in our hands,
We loved without reserve, like children
 
It's heavy on my chest once more, I could have found her,
To stay forever, with her forever.
But those burning bridges, those roses - colour of the soul,
Looking for frosts and metamorphosis
 
On summer morning of that day our summer were beginning
It seemed to us forever, and we loved everything
Sun in our eyes, hearts in our hands,
We loved without reserve, like children
 
We loved like children...
 
On summer morning of that day our summer were beginning
It seemed to us forever, and we loved everything
Sun in our eyes, hearts in our hands,
We loved without reserve, like children
 
It seemed to us forever, and we loved everything...
We loved without reserve, like children...
We loved like children...