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Hopeless

A naked sleepwalker’s nocturnal joys are the white geese that sing the north in the night
When in spring the earth makes the hopeless cry
 
He listens wisely on a salient stone, frozen by the wind of the large set of mint leaves
Does he ignore that there’s a hopeless in his soul?
 
If the day’s without discord
If it’s as happy as he says
If the day’s without disorder
Why do you run away at night like a hopeless?
 
Sing, geese
Sing without uproar
Sing, might his pain not be to be an adult
Sing the melodies, Boreas’ loves
For this hopeless
For every hopeless
 

In the sea of blood

When blood floods your eyes,
when death dances next to you,
you laugh in her face with scorn.
The day to die hasn't come yet.
 
In the sea of blood and the hurricane of fire,
the lament of dying choirs
is drifting over the field of death.
The wings of war have covered the earth.
 
Hit in the place where the enemy doesn't expect it.
Drown his hopes in a hole of bloody tears.
Poisoned arrows will pierce steel armours.
Bloody red sun has hidden.
 
Ghosts born from our hate
are blowing at the fire and ashes.
They're dancing over the battlefield
and their fear is frightening and freezing the hearts.
 
I lift the sword up from the red mud.
I clench my fists and suppress my pain.
Fire and smoke are lashing my face.
Spouts of my tears and sweat are flowing.
 
Mad horses trample the field.
Cracky swords wound their hooves.
On the battlefield, ghosts gather.
Bloodshed attracts them.
 
My sword is still sharp,
it cuts the spider webs of darkness.
In the sea of blood, I immerge my hand.
Red rain will fall down soon.
 
On the battlefield, in the sea of blood,
the dying moan the hymn of death.
Fire won't consume their bodies.
Eternal coldness will cover them with ice.
 
Gods of death and destruction
reap bloody harvest.
Their red standards
burn with war fire.
 
My hands are wounded.
My face is bloodstained.
Mud makes my movements slower.
I'm blindly looking for the way out.
 
Hostile hordes are still coming closer.
In the clouds of red dust,
they're dragging war machines.
They'll soon feed us with the living fire.
 

In Ukraine (Delanoe/Giraud)

la la la in Ukraine
For the big night of summer
We speed from every bottom of the plains
Over all the roads to go dance
 
la la la in Ukraine
Catherina, the joyful heart
She wears (it) like a queen
Flowers in a crown on her blond hair
 
The entire nation moves
Catharina on the way
Clicks her red boots joyfully
And her linnen skirt flies over the wind
 
La la la a bit before
the feast was begon
she sings about the happiness
of living and loving until she's out of breath
 
La la la in Ukraine
When the night of Saint John returns
It's love which unchains itself
In a tornade of joy and song
 
La la la and the fever
Climbs, climbs amidst the cries
They'll say it's a dream
Their shadows who turn, turn in the night
 
And throughout the village
The rain changes the background
But despite the storm that rages
Catherina dances, dances, still dances
 
La la la in Ukraine
When de night begins during the day
A girl in the plain
Goes for love in the arms of a boy
 

I love you

Versions: #2
Leave your door open
The night is still young
I want to put myself under your body
Losing control
 
Because we only give in, give in
To the darkness
I don't stop thinking that it's little, it's little
For me
 
Who do you think of if I'm not with you
Someone holds you when you let me go
 
Do not hide, do not lie to me
Well baby I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I could tell myself that I don't need you
I could try to run away from reality
 
Do not hide, do not lie to me
Well baby I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I'm waiting for you to come
The night is still young
I want to put myself under your body
Losing control
 
Because we only give in, give in
To the darkness
I don't stop thinking that it's little, it's little
For me
 
Who do you think of if I'm not with you
Someone holds you when you let me go
 
Do not hide, do not lie to me
Well baby I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I could tell myself that I don't need you
I could try to run away from reality
 
Do not hide, do not lie to me
Well baby I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I would change something if I stayed
Please don't push me
It's the risk that I'm going to take
For your love
 
Who do you think of if I'm not with you
Someone holds you when you let me go
 
Do not hide, do not lie to me
Well baby I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I could tell myself that I don't need you
I could try to run away from reality
 
Do not hide, do not lie to me
Well baby I love you, I love you, I love you
 

Wish

I want that you never grieve,
That you like to shout out loud:
'Alright!
I want to live!'
 

Melancholy

Round and round inside my head, goes the trending music that I often listen to
Swinging and swaying in my heart, let’s try following the direction we hear clapping(1)
 
Today too was the worst day ever. Don’t laugh like that.
I was all by myself and there wasn’t particularly anything to do
 
I’m anxious, Highway Star. The sun’s already coming up.
Tomorrow kick away the copy-and-paste mannequin that you act like!
 
Round and round inside my head, goes the trending music that I often listen to
Swinging and swaying in my heart, let’s try following the direction we hear clapping
Round and round goes your voice, a completely purple refrain
Swinging and swaying goes my voice, goodbye to the days of tears
 
I can definitely be decorated. 335 Melancholy
Well then quickly make the arrangements
For the rendezvous that I’m not super excited about
 
Hurry up, Overdrive, cause the effect lasts a short time
The lined-up speakers I pretend to know
Let’s send them all flying!
 
Click your heels, clap your hands
Those who get with it win lalalalala~
I don’t know anything and I don’t care
I’m fine with that Oh oh oh oh~
 
Monday, Wednesday, Friday, I got in trouble
Tuesday and Thursday were a little unlucky
If I meet you this weekend
In the end that’ll also be a mess(2)
 
Round and round inside my head, goes the trending music that I often listen to
Swinging and swaying in my heart, let’s try following the direction we hear clapping
Round and round goes your voice, a pet alien that fell in love
Swinging and swaying goes my voice, goodbye to the days of tears bye bye
 
Translated by Rachel @minini_1 on Twitter and 1-mini-1 on Tumblr.

Shadowplay

I wake and I see all that happened, all that was
All that is and all that will be
I saw, I understood, I am clean
But don’t you see it mother?
The world is what is sick
Not me
In your shadow I see the world freezing
In your shadow between darkness and light
Look into the dark, empty time freezes
Light flows in and I feel the darkness dancing
Shadow don’t leave me behind
I want to be just like you, just the shadow of me. 
 

Nightflowers

The night suits us best
We wake up when the sun goes down
When midwinter is at its’ darkest
The nightflowers shine the brightest
And they do it although we won’t find them here
Because the ripped themselves up by the roots
And now they’re standing on two feet
And bloom in the lady that’s dancing next to me 
 

Sleepless

Im the lightness
Im the darkness
A hurt and vulnerable fortress of sins
Suppressed hopes
Eternal misery that looms
Over sleepless moments of repeated nightmares
A sigh sheds light
On past buried darkness
 

Night After Night

Inconsistency, my mind wandering
Out of line with its’ roots
Floating thoughts, oblivion
Surrounded by darkness, in a dream
Wrapped in deep dusk
The empty blue eyes
Open a new realm
Into the minds grey ocean
I spread black wings over
Suffocate in cold darkness
The night tightens its’ grip
Until I lose my breath
Sleepless, woven into repeated nightmares
Consumed by shivering breathlessness
Drowning in a never ending dreamy black hole
A sleepless nightmare black hole
Night after Night after Night
You don’t sleep 
 

The Witches' Song

Darkness, running out into the night
Witches play with shadows
Smile, they bathe in rain of blood
Glide, wearing only moonshine
 
Look, on full moon they dance with death
Burn the lost children
 
I dream, I dream, I dream
That at last my mind will forget this world 
 

How can I get up?

How can I get up?
Because I don’t know anymore
Play with what isn’t there
Believe in what never was here
But then I get up, up once again
And try to go through another day
But I believe in what never was there 
 

Dead is all without dreams

Each moment becomes a year
Each thought becomes a wound
Each feeling becomes a tear
Still I try to dream
Open new realms
Sadness seems hard to forget
Between sleep and wake
The dreams became real
And reality became a nightmare
I know reality is out there somewhere
But I can’t get any closer and I have already tried
I wonder if it’s unhealthy to dream? 
 

After melancholy

Again make me feel
Infinite joy
My love
Again make me run
On the bridges of Paris
Forever
 
I'm wearing the sepia sweater again
Like the first time
In the middle of the crowd
I see you, and you're leaving
 
I'm looking for someplace
Elsewhere than oblivion
Under the orphan moon
I'm waiting for you
 
I want to feel someone's arm
After melancholy
Around the left side of my chest
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you
 
I'm waiting for you
 
Again make me go boating
Under the rain
Of Venice
To again ride the waves
Of our lives
Which are breaking apart
Don't misspeak
If the end lies concealed
Hang on, close to my skin
So that love becomes eternal
 
I'm looking for a place
Elsewhere than oblivion
Under the orphan moon
I'm waiting for you
I want to feel someone's arm
After melancholy
Around the left side of my chest
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you
 
I'm waiting for you
 
I'm looking for a place
Elsewhere than oblivion
Under the orphan moon
I'm waiting for you
I want to feel someone's arm
 
After melancholy
Around the left side of my chest
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you
 
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you
 

Neglected sex

When you get woken up by nightmares
When people bore you and when you're obese
Believe that there's just one thing at fault
And that is, and that is neglected sex
 
When you've got hot saliva and when your voice squeaks
When you've got a guilt syndrome, gout or sciatica
Believe that there's just one thing at fault
And that is, and that is neglected sex
 
I like it,
Yes, I want you
I like it,
I'll eat you whole
I like it
You're a gentle beast
I like it
One doesn't die from this
 
When you're IQ is falling and when your pressure is rising
Get yourself together quick and leave everything be
Don't hesitate and start dealing with this serious thing
And that is, and that is neglected sex
 
When you get woken up by nightmares
When people bore you and when you're obese
And on everything white you see a black spot
Then unlock your body and love yourself a bit
 
I like it,
Yes, I want you
I like it,
I'll eat you whole
I like it
You're a gentle beast
I like it
One doesn't die from this
 
When you're like a prisoner locked inside yourself
When this song sticks to your heels
Believe that there's just one thing at fault
And that is, and that is neglected sex
 
I like it,
Yes, I want you
I like it,
I'll eat you whole
I like it
You're a gentle beast
I like it
One doesn't die from this
 
I like it,
Yes, I want you
I like it,
I'll eat you whole
I like it
You're a gentle beast
I like it
One doesn't die from this
 

It Is You

If I had to choose between what I have,
If I had to say the most beautiful thing I have inside,
Although there are days that next to you I break,
Although there are things about you I still don't understand.
If I had to say what is it, It is you.
 
If I had to focus my feelings,
Put them inside a seed and plant it and give it in your pot,
I would need nothing else to be happy,
Everything would be so great and so perfect,
If I had to say what Is it, It is you.
 
Although sometimes there are paths, you know,
Secondarys with no clog, there are toll motorways,
And you come before, and everything turns out worthless,
Without strong bedrocks the structure is weak.
 
Although sometimes there are paths, you know,
Secondarys with no clog, there are toll motorways,
And you come before, and everything turns out worthless,
Without strong bedrocks the structure falls down.
 
I'm going to buy the best cement, and the best formwork
It will be the one that keeps on holding this song's structure
From now to a hundred years, as long as I live
Colorful flowers in the prettiest house.
For them to knock at my door, so they will know it is true,
That this life turns back what you give,
And let's make the time pass by, while you laugh
There won't be shame in this world that could make my happiness overshadow,
Than you... It is you.
 
If I could give you what I have,
And ask to you what I cannot seem to give you, and hand you my time,
Than although this life Is made by two days let's take it slow,
Enjoying every second, every moment,
If I had to say what Is it, It Is you.
 
Although sometimes there are paths, you know,
Secondarys with no clog, there are toll motorways,
And you come before, and everything turns out worthless,
Without strong bedrocks the structure is weak.
 
Although sometimes there are paths, you know,
Secondarys with no clog, there are toll motorways,
And you come before, and everything turns out worthless,
Without strong bedrocks the structure falls down.
 
I'm going to buy the best cement, and the best formwork
It will be the one that keeps on holding this song's structure
From now to a hundred years, as long as I live
Colorful flowers in the prettiest house.
For them to knock at my door, so they will know it is true,
That this life turns back what you give,
And let's make the time pass by, because while you laugh
There won't be shame in this world that could make my happiness, overshadow,
Than you... It is you.
 
Translation by: Melanie Estrella
 

A woman, a train, a man and a station

In a suburban train station
A handbag lays open
It has fallen on its side
Near a radiator
 
The station is now barren
Devoid of a sole soul
Further in the locomotion
A woman out of control
 
Where is it?
My bag must have opened
In front of everyone at the world's end
All of it: my licence, my credit
But above all, a sweet and tender love letter
 
A man sweeps the floor
Sees something out of order
Something near a radiator
 
A handbag has been found
Inside of it some money
A handwritten letter he penned
For his one and only
 
All is well that ends well
 

In a Sputnik

Versions: #2
To kill some time alone at night
Look at the sky and you will see
A sort of light drifting up there
I know at first you see a star
But it isn't:
It's me in a Sputnik
 
Now if you think that it's too small
For a guy my size, for a guy my age
Hear this, that's not my body wandering
No I lay comfy in my bed
But my spirit lays in a Sputnik
 
Six billion
Six billion alienations
Six billion, yeah that's a lot
Six billion
Six billion alienations
Six billion, yeah that's a lot
All in all
 
All I seek is top secret
But since you ask so politely
I'll tell you what I'm looking for
Just the right amount of space to flip
And land my Sputnik
 
Land my satellite right there and party crash
Where we're all free
A few hours
Before going back where we come from
Stronger, purer
Half-invincible
 
Six billion
Six billion alienations
Six billion, yeah that's a lot
Six billion
Six billion alienations
Six billion, yeah that's a lot
All in all
 

You're falling

Versions: #2
Please stop casting shadows
On the light of day
April is dull, snow is melting
Spring takes its course
In the sadness all around
But you can't help but shovel
Your surplus on top of it all
 
Try to understand
It's clear, you can't help it
You're falling
There are plenty of doctors around
Let's go and see
Try to understand better
It's clear, I can't help it
I'm falling
 

Leaving You

Leaving each other is too hard
Leaving you is too hard
Look into my eyes
See how miserable they are
Leaving you is too hard
Just too hard
 
I am always scared of myself, of leaving you
I am always scared of myself, of leaving you
When I realize that I'm a prisoner
Of my everlasting happiness
Leaving you is too hard
Just too hard
 
Always in our tracks
Time will take care of slashing our lives
See how effortlessly
It will dissolve us
Leaving you is just hard
Just too hard
 

Dream Better

Versions: #2
You ask me who I am
I’m from anywhere
You ask me where I am going
I’m doing fine
A silly answer to a silly question
Learn your lesson
 
You ask me how much I make
I’m doing my best
And that best, how great is it?
It’s even better and perfect as it is
 
You’re too eager to know everything about me
If you desire all the things I don’t even possess
You should just leave, just leave
 
You were only asking for a shoulder
To lean on in my bed
While you were blue
 
It sounded easy to me
I would simply sleep, even better
Dream better
 
You ask me how I roll
I’m cruising in an old car
You ask me where I would go
I will go someplace warm
 
Warmer than winter, away from the North
Holding my loved ones close at heart
You’re making me talk, stop it
 
You were only asking for a shoulder
To lean on in my bed
While you were blue
 
It sounded easy to me
I would simply sleep, even better
Dream better
 

Crazy anywhere

Versions: #2
Winter is ending still
Flowing in the underground pores
It is sweeping away the chills, the swears
The long nights, the underpants
We’ll stick together
For our pretty eyes from now on
We’ll find a car
We’ll go for broke
 
Anywhere, I don’t care
Both of us crazy in love
 
We’ll stop at resting stops
Those exceptional oasis
When the night comes we’ll lay
Only in the most beautiful motels
I’ll drive for a few hours
Until I reach the edge of my sleep
I’ll turn the wheel over to you
I’ll pull over, the pins and needles in your legs
 
Anywhere, I don’t care
Both of us crazy in love
 
We’ll wonder away aimlessly
Only to collect our due
That freedom so steeply gained
By only betting our shirts off
Blaze in slow motion I beg of you
In my heart and my sentiments
Forever stay in my infinite
Like the moon frosts in the wild blue yonder
 
Anywhere, I don’t care
Both of us crazy in love
 

Melancholy

Versions: #4
I sleep with her
I keep still, not to wake her up
The tears start running
I kiss each and every one of them
As if I were kissing you
 
It goes away for a moment
And just when I think it's all over
Pain and darkness come
And I know, there is something still there
That old guest
Who sits with me the whole night
 
[CHORUS]
Melancholy, melancholy
She came here with you
Let her stay where she is
I am not handing her over to anybody else
 
I wander together with her
Around the place where we used to sit
Everybody is still there
But we have vanished
You and me, my dear
 
It goes away for a moment
And just when I think it's all over
Pain and darkness come
And I know, there is something still there
That old guest
Who sits with me the whole night
 
[CHORUS]
Melancholy, melancholy
She came here with you
Let her stay where she is
I am not handing her over to anybody else
 
When love is gone
Let her be what remains with me
I am not handing her over to anybody else
 
I am not handing her over to anybody else
 

A Jump Ahead

Dirty rat
All of this is a lie
If they looked more closely
With the eyes of their hearts
They would find a good man in me
 

© Pires Philippe

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A Jump Ahead

Slacker, thief
That's a lie
If they looked more closely
Would they see a poor boy only? No, sir
They would find that there is more in me
 

© Pires Philippe

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The courage to go on

Waiting for a miracle
Even if it comes late
How many times this time has
Stealed us a memory
That likewise it pass
And you find yourself with your years
And with the same dreams
 
Biago: Tell me God where is it
The courage to go on
When you want to stay
Tell me where is it
The impulse that comes and makes
You to finally woke up?
 
You'll go to the street
And start over from zero
And realize that no one, nothing
Can steal your future
Is important
You
You're important
 
But in you you must believe
When the world will no longer do
It always leaves a mark
And the love remembers it
That likewise it stays
Even if you don't realize
They will be in your eyes
The answers you are waiting
 
Tell me God where is it
The courage to go on
When you want to stay
Tell me where is it
The impulse that comes and makes
You to finally woke up?
 
You'll go to the street
And start over from zero
And realize that no one, nothing
Can steal your future
Is important
You
You're important
 
(Make you feel)
Make you feel
(Make you feel)
Make you feel
 
You'll go to the street
And start over from zero
And realize that no one, nothing
Can steal your future
Is important
You
You're important
 
Make you feel
(Make you feel)
 
Important
You're important
 

Ahead

Don't tell me it's not easy
Though I always saw it
And don't ask for time to time
I'm not going to be here always
 
Because I'm like the ones that are taken by the rain
I'm like the ones that leave
I'm like the ones that have no fortune
I'm like the ones that are not there
 
So many promises, oaths, and illusions
Important words are actions, not performances
Don't lie to yourself anymore
Don't fool me anymore, anymore
 
Don't talk to me with such pretension
From a pop star
Don't tell me you wrote this song
To raise my sorrow
 
Because I'm the what that managed to take you to the moon
I'm the one that took you
I'm the one that jumped above a dune
I'm the one that saved you
 
So many promises, oaths, and illusions
Important words are actions, not performances
Don't lie to yourself anymore
Don't fool me anymore, anymore
 
There are few reasons to be here
Resist to not exist
Or exist to not lie
Going forward
Let's go ahead
Let's go ahead
Let's go ahead
 
So many promises, oaths, and illusions
To be together you and me
I'm sorry, it's not time
Don't lie to me anymore
Don't fool me anymore, anymore
 
FrankyMoon_

Melancholy

The knot is untied and I can't extinguish
The sixth sense of lonely soul
As if a thin sprout through the sand of hurts
Like the flame trying to get free
Who will show me, what love is?
 
And maybe even a few words is enough
To free the mind, from iron chains
And to build the lightning rods
One day the feelings will cool down
And the emptiness forever will let go
And in a meantime I will turn into art
This loneliness of love
 
Thousand times per second, the heart is beating like crazy
Again the sadness flows like a river over the edge
The people are passing by and all that's left instead of them
Alone with me, my melancholy
 
Towards destiny to make a slow step
Straighten the shoulders, if the hands are shaky
How to join this thin thread
When in the heart is ice, than flame
One day the feelings will cool down
And the emptiness forever will let go
And in a meantime i will turn into art
This loneliness of love
 
Thousand times per second, the heart is beating like crazy
Again the sadness flows like a river over the edge
The people are passing by and all that's left instead of them
Alone with me, my melancholy
 
Melancholy
Thousand times in second
The people are passing by and all that's left instead of them
 
Thousand times per second, the heart is beating like crazy
Again the sadness flows like a river over the edge
The people are passing by and all that's left instead of them
Alone with me, my melancholy, melancholy.
 

Vagrants in underpasses

Ticket machine, cross-eyed plugs
and grey faces of the walls.
The magazine in the corner hides rumpled pages
with photos of some women.
 
In the midnight flattery even famous men
are losing their collar.
That is the escape, the goodbye most likely to be forgotten with the secret of changes.
 
The vagrants in underpasses - few dark shadows.
The vagrants in underpasses - they don´t want a lot of stuff.
The vagrants in underpasses are forgotten.
 
They collect money for rolls and sausages
while people are rushing away from cinemas.
Broken shop showcases, void is gonna sleep there
along with them.
 
In the midnight counting not many things can help
the men with cold faces.
The night is breathing on their necks, making made-up colours
from the shop showcases.
 
The vagrants in underpasses - few dark shadows.
The vagrants in underpasses - they don´t want a lot of stuff.
The vagrants in underpasses are night shift.
The vagrants in underpasses - without scarfs.
The vagrants in underpasses are forgotten.
 
The vagrants in underpasses - few dark shadows.
The vagrants in underpasses - they don´t want a lot of stuff.
The vagrants in underpasses are night shift.
The vagrants in underpasses - without scarfs.
The vagrants in underpasses are forgotten.
 

I live on humppa

I once fell off a stool
And I tore my accordion, it's reeds leak
Uaaa, it sighs
Humppaman's bread is dry
It's not covered by lard but mold
I share it with a rat
 
Hold on to your hat
Because soon the reeds will bellow
Accordion and the stool, meaning chair, meet
Humppa plays out
 
Oo I sleep under my accordion
Oo I live on humppa
Foot giving beat
Oo I live on humppa
 
I feel very uncomfortable
I wonder if I'm hungry or is it my prostate
Uuaa, when it hurts
I spend my days cutting coupons
I use them the fix my accordion or to go to the bingo
For coffee
 
Hold on to your hat
Because soon the reeds will bellow
Accordion and the stool, meaning chair, meet
Humppa plays out
 
Oo I sleep under my accordion
Oo I live on humppa
Foot giving beat
Oo I live on humppa
 
Oo I sleep under my accordion
Oo I live on humppa
Foot giving beat
Oo I live on humppa
 

The New Zealand Song

Getfor sorverzym hurra deway
Getfor sorverzym ylla kughay
Ordustur shurshur umma myrdyn
Getfor sorverzym ylla aihym
 
The flowers wither, grasses dry up,
The phthisic boy's chopping wood with an ax.
Sun went down under the rusty green,
With the lost leg [the] childhood was gone.
 
The flowers wither, grasses dry up,
The phthisic boy's chopping wood with an ax.
Yet during the last spring (we wish we're him!)
During the last spring he found a dime!
 
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My little sister Sigga

My little sister Sigga
Is sitting on the street.
She is milking her sheep
In a tiny little bucket.