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Starrynightsss

Starry nights in my mind
Open up, letting me into
A world greater than me
Showing the way
In my head
I know that it's not too late
Reminds me that we're not alone
At least not tonight, tonight
 
Starry nights in my hand
Such an empty, weekly horizon
The beautiful nights shine in you
They show the way
In my head
I know that it's not too late
Reminds me that we're not alone
At least not tonight, tonight
 
Twenty-two summers when you said you missed the sun
Sitting there, waiting, but it won't return
Getting down from a bad high, I didn't hear what you said
Went a trip to Spain just to get a taste—
Of the sweet life - oranges, blue sky
Sunshine, soft serve, red sprinkles
Karma comes to those who never expect it
And you miss your summer dress 'cause it's almost December, yeah
The stars shimmer just like pale eyes
The air during the night is cold and white
Why would I cry and be here when—
I could sit there, smiling, being there
Your voice is from a distant timezone
On the other end of my phone
Don't tell anyone what we talk about
So tell me – why would I be here
When I could be there?
There's nowhere else
I'd rather be
 
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Say Nothing

I've been here before
I'm ringing your doorbell
Hoping that you can see
Everything we could be
I've been here before
I'm ringing your doorbell
Hoping that you can see
Although I'm coming in, it will be too late
 
I don't hope that you'll look back
Although I say nothing
Although you say nothing
Oh-oh, although I
 
Will we find a calm again?
Talking about the same things
Hoping that you can see
Everything I could be
Will we find a calm again?
Talking about the same things
Hoping that you can see
Although I'm coming in, it will be too late
 
I don't hope that you'll look back
Although I say nothing
Although you say nothing
Oh-oh, although I
 
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Ballad for a thin woman

The sun comes up and still the cold
and around the worlds I look for you in vain
among cobblestones of horror and tired houses
and doors who have forgotten their voice.
 
My steps are heard at the mute dawn
and there are no rabbits on your balcony
and loneliness, my cat on the threshold
of a cathedral of dreams...
 
How I'd love to write a song
that would make you crazy
and fly you three years backwards
thin woman
 
May the dead movement of days not murder
your clean verses at the cemetery
searching among heavy gravestones
for the name of the name that had your laughter.
 
A cynical sky of grey bowed maps
covers the square like a ceiling.
This morning, there's no tomorrow/morning anymore here
under the broken cheeks of April...
 
How I'd love to write a song
that would make me another person
or myself three years better
thin woman.
 
How much is left from your window to that sacred Thursday?
that miracle on the road
with the thumb parallel to the smile
and you trembling (for) me on the side
 
How I'd love to write a flight
to make a song return
that could chase away our forgetfulness and the end
thin woman.
 

All hells

Versions: #2
The paperless are hiding
In Jesusparken
And the kids are dancing at a [speakeasy]
In a projection of Apocalypse Now (Apocalypse Now)
 
Outside Emporia
Are two sick elephants
My sister drags diapers
Drags babies
The parking lot is bigger
Than a football pitch
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
Don't want to be from somewhere else
Don't want to be from somewhere else
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
 
Toes rotting foul smelling
Last night T-Bryggan was on fire
Raja called and said 'come don't be difficult'
When will you get rid of Stockholm (get rid of Stockholm)
 
And when they closed Hermodsdal
I was on the train going back
Was supposed to DJ at Debaser
At Bo01 there was a party but I said
No thanks I said fuck it
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
Don't want to be from somewhere else
Don't want to be from somewhere else
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
Don't want to be from somewhere else
Don't want to be from somewhere else
 
The roars echoed from the stadium
To Limhamn and to Rosengård
And Ibrahimmovic saw
The rainbows over Pildammarna
I'm sure
 
Let them curse let them talk
They mumble fucking monkey
At the festival I was glanced at by Salima
She was the star of Betlehem
She shined over all of Nydala
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are (once more)
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
Don't want to be from somewhere else
Don't want to be from somewhere else
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
Don't want to be from somewhere else
Don't want to be from somewhere else
 
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
Of all the hells on Earth
Of all the hells there are
 

The Song by Prévert

Oh, I would so like it if you could remember that song of yours.
It was your favorite, I believe—it is by Prévert and Kosma.
And every time dead leaves bring you back into my memory,
day after day, loves that have ended never stop dying.
 
With others, of course, I abandon myself but their song is monotonous.
And little by little I become indifferent to that “there is nothing to be done.”
Because every time dead leaves bring you back into my memory,
day after day, loves that have ended never stop dying.
 
Can we ever know where or when indifference begins and ends?
Fall passes, winter comes, and so too the song by Prévert.
This song, the dead leaves erase you from my memory.
And, on that day, loves that have ended will have finished dying.
 
And, on that day, loves that have ended will have finished dying.
 

Love Will Persist

These words are echoing inside of me:
That your time has run out
 
Fumbling around in your memories
Those that will never end
 
I'm standing here
Without you
 
Once the last song is over
The cheers shall never end
 
For when the curtain has fallen and the lights have been turned out
The memories will be all we've got
 
Answers can't be found in sorrow
But love will persist
Yes, love will persist
 
I saw your life go up and down
Just like the sun does every day
 
But there is so much more than meets the eye
To choose the path of love is what you said
 
I'm standing here
Without you
 
But keep living
Inside of me
 
Once the last song is over
The cheers shall never end
 
For when the curtain has fallen and the lights have been turned out
The memories will be all we've got
 
Answers can't be found in sorrow
But love will persist
 
When the leaves start turning golden
In the autumn of love
 
The moments that are stolen
Are the ones that give me comfort
 
And love will live on
In the songs we've got
In the songs we've got
 
Once the last song is over
The cheers shall never end
 
For when the curtain has fallen and the lights have been turned out
The memories will be all we've got
 
Answers can't be found in sorrow
But love will persist
Yes, love will persist
 
For when the curtain has fallen and the lights have been turned out
The memories will be all we've got
 
Answers can't be found in sorrow
But love will persist
Yes, love will persist
 

Shelter castle at night in storm

Return home.
Going to the middle of the storm,
The pavilion sheltered from the rain.
Then came again for a year,
Sitting in a hatchback without a word.
Clear and white, self-protection,
Hello, my mother!
This is his suspicion.
Since childhood, parents have been born,
Ying Ying fifteen married Wang Chang.
If you read a poem, you don’t think about it.
Slaves are catkins and mad with the wind?
It’s hard to measure people,
Why is the dark room moonlight?
Conspiracy to poison the conscience,
Hugh books are like killings.
Touch your chest and think about it,
Unjust king
 

Victor Jara

Victor Jara was a son of peasants
As a child he worked
On sunburnt fields
Life was hard in Chile
His hands grew strong
His hands grew strong
 
He grew up and learned how to fight
His eyes saw more and more
They saw the injustice
In the villages and the towns all around
The fighting and the feasting
And what's life all about
He put into sounds and verses
For his Chilean people
Those verses were tender
Those verses were strong
 
He sang for the miners
For the peasants in the rural areas
He sang in front of many factories
And every worker understood
He accompanied Allende
There was a lot of work by day and by night
He sang take your brother's hand
Let's put an end to misery
His hands were tender
His hands were strong
 
On a bright day in September
The homicide junta made a coup
Fascist generals raided the land
And there was a graveyard peace in Chile
Thousands in the dungeons
Victor Jara was amongst them
Many were displaced to the stadium
Were tortured and tormented there
And there was nothing tender
There was nothing strong
 
Executions in the morning
Shots throughout the night
Pinochet's torturers
Didn't manage to silence Victor Jara
He sang for his comrades in that place
His voice was encouraging to many
He distroyed their fears with his singing
Despite of his own fear he was full of courage
Because his voice was tender
His voice was strong
 
The fascists broke his hands
Despite of that he still made songs
The beasts thrashed his face
Killing him slowly
Victor Jara was murdered
But his songs are not dead yet
They keep on telling about freedom
And help the Chilean people in their needs
Because his songs are vivid
Yes, his songs are strong
 
And we still can hear his voice
Singing about what still counts
In the struggle for Chile's freedom
It's our solidarity
That's a tender force
Yes, that force is strong
That's a tender force
Yes, that force is strong
Our force is tender
Yes, the truth is strong
 

Song For Her

She doesn’t make love,
she loves.
She doesn’t walk,
she dances.
She doesn’t speak,
she sings.
She doesn’t make love,
she loves.
 
La la la la la...
 
She doesn’t make love,
she loves.
She doesn’t lend herself,
she gives herself entirely.
She doesn’t cry,
she hurts.
She doesn’t make love,
she loves.
 
La la la la la…
 
She doesn’t make love,
she loves.
She doesn’t dream,
she floats on air.
She doesn’t feign living.
She doesn’t ask,
she helps herself.
 
La la la la la…
 

Only Jesus Can

Who can heal our wounds?
Only Jesus can
Who can dry each tear?
Only Jesus can
Who forgives our sins?
Only Jesus can
Who consoles you, makes everything whole?
Only Jesus can
 
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus can
 
Who can see us for who we are?
Only Jesus can
Knows what we bear inside of us?
Only Jesus can
Who gives hope in all our hardships?
Only Jesus can
Save us from sin and death?
Only Jesus can
 
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus can
 
Who can see the depths of our hearts?
Only Jesus can
Who gives us strength when we run out?
Only Jesus can
 
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus can
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus
Only Jesus can
 
Translation mine, unless otherwise specified// Översättningar är mina om ej anges nedan
—
Jag uppskattar gärna förslag och korrekturläsningar

Give You More

I was young and dumb
And you were dumb and older
It was us versus them but that was then
I did everything for you, I believe all the lies
I never wanted to get away from there
To fall asleep, so in love
I thought that's how everything was going to be
 
You say you want to be with me
But I remember all the times you betrayed me
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more
See me, hear me, beg me, touch me
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more
 
I've stopped listening to you, yes, I've stopped caring
See how desperate you are?
You promise to chance, to just be someone else
Someone much better than you are today
Empty words, empty promises
That everything will be like it used to
 
You say you want to be with me
But I remember all the times you betrayed me
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more
See me, hear me, beg me, touch me
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more
 
It's over, I don't want to come back
Never again
You say you want to be with me
But I remember all the times you betrayed me
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more
 
You say you want to be with me
But I remember all the times you betrayed me
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more (See me, hear me, beg me, touch me)
You want me to forgive you
But I can't give you more
 
Translation mine, unless otherwise specified// Översättningar är mina om ej anges nedan
—
Jag uppskattar gärna förslag och korrekturläsningar

I won't forget it

here
we met for the first time and told you what
I've felt
a day that I won't forget
I won't forget it
 
here
both of us made a promise to live together
the best of years
and share a life
share a life
 
and here you are, the same longing in your eyes
the same longing and happiness to have you
no matter how long has passed from our lives
 
and not for one day, o' whom is more than I've wished for
I'd get tired of loving you, not for a day
who'd get tired of dreams?
 
I
was occupied with your fantasies before I met you
waiting for you
I wished for you
I wished for you
 
I
now will renew a promise I've made a long time ago
I won't forget about you
my whole life is with you
my life is with you
 
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Into the feelings

Versions: #2
I'm one of the other ones in this town
I move forwards in the crowd with melancholic steps
I can only see faces
But won't recognize you from them, my love
I searched you from everywhere
 
refrain:
Into the feelings, I'm traveling to my innermost
Yeah and then I peek behind the curtains
Into the feelings, I turn the rocks over
I won't stay in my place anymore
I'm moving on
 
I stand on a bridge, a reflection mirrors
From the city, dressing into the night
Choices and feelings, the questions of people
What I want from life, I don't know it yet
I will experience it
 
refrain
 
I'm moving on (x3)
 
refrain (x3)
 
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Yeah, I'm moving
I'm moving on
 
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A Fair Chance

Tears, my thoughts are racing
I'm sitting here all alone
Only memories left
We loved so
And yet everything seemed to go wrong
Though we tried to fight on, both of us
 
What happens in one's love life
Is easily affected by everything around you
So did we get a fair chance?
 
Everyday, it's no glamour
 
You fight to keep on
When the weariness grow
It's not easy
Always saving money
Fighting about what is who's
It feels awful
 
What happens in one's love life
Is easily affected by everything around you
So did we get a fair chance?
 
The will to live with eachother
But life give everyone such different opportunities
 
Memories, it's all I got
I'm sitting here all alone
Only emptiness left
We loved so
And yet everything seemed to go wrong
Though we tried to fight on, both of us
 
What happens in one's love life
Is easily affected by everything around you
So did we get a fair chance?
 

So that it will be pretty, my song

{Pills :}
There are songs that are a great success.
It's because their style of music is very popular...
 
{Piaf :}
'When he takes me into his arms...'
Something along those lines...
 
{Pills :}
Yes, that's it. That's not too bad...
There are songs that are a great success
It's because their lyrics are not ordinary...
 
{Piaf :}
'And that mouth you have on you, Madame...'
 
{Pills :}
Oh! I heard that somewhere...
 
There are songs that are a great success.
It's because the interpret is extraordinary.
 
{ Piaf :}
'It's almost always that...'
 
{Pills :}
But mine is not all that.
I will explain to you why:
 
So that it will be pretty, my song,
First of all, there must be two.
There is of course a boy
And a girl to make him happy.
If you will lend me your voice
To sing with me
This love song.
But it is nothing original
It's completely normal
It rhymes with 'toujours'. 1
 
{Piaf :}
It is unfortunate for the song 2
But it is missing a special something.
And you can tell the boy
That this song is not for me!
 
{Pills :}
I can see what you need:
A port and a sailor,
Bar fights,
Nothing but sinister things...
A poor guy whom they hang,
People who speak softly,
A distinguished gentleman,
An accordionist...
I even heard it said
That it's too fanciful!
That you sang about a clown...
Ah fine! Bravo for the clown!
 
{Piaf :}
No! No, now come on!
You're scolding me!
 
{Pills :}
Oh! Excuse me!
I let myself get carried away a little bit...
 
{Piaf :}
So, in your opinion, this song will be for me?
 
{Pills :}
But yes!
 
{Piaf :}
Eh fine! Sing it for me again.
 
{Pills :}
So that it will be pretty, my song,
First of all, there must be two.
There is of course a boy
And a girl to make him happy.
If you will lend me your voice
To sing with me
This love song.
But it is nothing original
All in all, it's not too bad
It rhymes with 'toujours'.
 
{Piaf and Pills :}
And a girl to make him happy.
There! I am lending you my voice
To sing with you
This love song.
But it is nothing original
All in all, it's not too bad
It rhymes with 'toujours'.
 
So it is pretty then, my song
Because I'm singing it in spite of myself.
And you can tell the boy
That this song is good for me!
 

• 1. Toujours (always) rhymes with amour (love).
• 2. Literally: 'I regret for the song'.

Looks can kill

we totally didn't get a happy ending the Disney way
fullblown war
your lips taste like gunpowder
makeup running down your cheek now
barking like a pitbull
never seen you like that before
 
looks can kill
we should be dead by now
she saw my future
in that you weren't included
looks can kill
we should be dead by now
should be dead by now
 
despite the words you said
and the punches you dealt, you're crying rivers
doing the same thing over and over again
baby, I have forgotten about you
baby, please forget of me
fuck everything we had
how you dug our grave and left the steeringwheel
doing the same thing over and over again
baby, I have forgotten about you
baby, please forget of me
 
a long time since our hearts beat
time to move on
you're bitter like a lemon
oh, one more episode
is more than I can take
you're the pebble in my shoe
 
looks can kill
we should be dead by now
she saw my future
in that you weren't included
looks can kill
we should be dead by now
should be dead by now
 
despite the words you said
and the punches you dealt, you're crying rivers
doing the same thing over and over again
baby, I have forgotten about you
baby, please forget of me
fuck everything we had
how you dug our grave and left the steeringwheel
doing the same thing over and over again
baby, I have forgotten about you
baby, please forget of me
 
despite the words you said
and the punches you dealt, you're crying rivers
fuck everything we had
how you dug our grave and left the steeringwheel
 
despite the words you said
and the punches you dealt, you're crying rivers
doing the same thing over and over again
baby, I have forgotten about you
baby, please forget of me
fuck everything we had
how you dug our grave and left the steeringwheel
doing the same thing over and over again
baby, I have forgotten about you
baby, please forget of me
 
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Aroma Curd TVC

0:03 - 0:05 If it's 'A', it's always Aroma
0:06 - 0:08 If it's curd, Aroma is the one
0:10 - 0:17 Thick and tasty, the mind will ask for more and more
0:19 - 0:21 Aroma curd, thick and tasty curd
0:22 - 0:24 If it's 'A', it's always Aroma
0:25 - 0:28 If it's curd, Aroma is the one
 

Aroma Milk TVC

0:01 - 0:06 Come on, come on
0:09 - 0:11 If it's 'A', it is always Aroma
0:13 - 0:15 If it's milk, then it's Aroma
0:20 - 0:22
0:24 - 0:25 If it's milk, then it's Aroma
0:26 - 0:30 Clean and tasty, with love, Aroma milk
 

Aroma Ghee TVC

0:02 - 0:09 Smell out in the air, mind mesmerized with the taste
0:10 - 0:18 Pure and true happy feeling, will it change?
0:23 - 0:26 Will the happy feeling change?
0:27 - 0:33 The taste is great in Aroma ghee, smell is superb
0:34 - 0:36 Will the happy feeling change?
 

Girias TVC ft Hansika

0:00 - 0:05 Girias, a great shop
0:06 - 0:13 Girias is mass, Girias is class, Girias has top sale, Girias has low price
0:14 - 0:16 The whole city will say it is a big and great shop
0:17 - 0:19 People will buy things due to its lower price
0:20 - 0:25 Come here, let's buy, a great shop is Girias
0:25 - 0:27 Guarantee for low price, Girias
0:28 - 0:30 A great shop, low price
 

SUPERPALAV

Verse 1:
Superpower means I can stand(endure) all night long,
super-naughty means you haven't seen anything.
I enter sharply, like a mother in a kid's room
and I don't knock, but I make a compromise for you.
 
0-888-Papi-Hans.
immediately call for your chance,
come for Netflix and chill,
I'm not talking about romance.
 
All my traits are inferior,
if you have a need - just call me,
my number has no error.
How I envy that you met me.
 
Chorus:
Turn on the signal,
if you're not asleep.
I'm flying towards you,
I have super power -
I am super naughty.
 
Pa-parari-pa-parari-para... aaa, you get the idea here.
 
Verse 2: *
zdr. k.p.r.?
asl? pls!
me and you? v.n.l.
vs. dr. - vgz
 
Your exes are for warming up,
I have the secret ingredient -
I made a cake * once and Jamie Oliver
resigned.
 
Chorus:
Turn on the signal,
if you're not asleep.
I'm flying towards you,
I have super power -
I am super naughty.
 
Pa-parari-pa-parari-para-parari-theory-of-emancipation-volume-second-chapter-third-parara-parari
 
Bridge:
Invite me to your temple,
you just call me and I'm there,
you better watch out -
Be careful not to 'papi' * yourself.
 
Chorus:
Turn on the signal,
if you're not asleep.
I'm flying towards you,
I have super power -
I am super naughty.
 
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Anantham Silks Diwali Ad

0:06 - 0:08 - First song, then you get laddu
0:09 - 0:10 - So for a laddu, a song ah?
0:11 - 0:12 - No, a song for a laddu.
0:21 - 0:30 - Beautiful cloth, is there any flower equal to this cloth in the city?
0:31 - 0:35 - Diwali celebration with new, new dresses with Anantham silks
0:36 - 0:40 - Diwali celebration with colourful dresses with Anantham silks
0:42 - 0:46 - With beautiful dresses, dance, sing and enjoy
0:47 - 0:53 - With beautiful dresses, happy Diwali celebration, Anantham silks, Ramanathapuram, Kumbakonam, Thanjavur
 

The Dumb and Mean Song

When I was twelve years old, I really liked my brother
He was amazing--he had a glass eye
That he would have probably kept for his entire life--
If I hadn't auctioned it off
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 
My sister was a great cook
She would make millefeuille and eclairs
One day I put a few pieces of glass in them--
It was so funny to see everyone rolling on the ground
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 
My cousin worked security at a cemetery
One day to scare the hell out of him I covered myself in a green sheet
He saw me suddenly rise up in the light of day
And the day after it was him they buried in the ground
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 
My uncle Gontran was a billionaire
Who gave me money without knowing what I did with it
Trying to satisfy me, he gave me so much
That now he eats at the soup kitchen
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 

Brothers, Let Your Weapons Lighten

Brothers, let your weapons lighten1,
the battle, the last one, is near.
The day of victory is within sight,
brothers, for the army of labour.
The day of victory is within sight,
brothers, for the army of labour.
 
We, who came from the depths,
brothers of purposeless torment,
harden in the fight against vermin,
become like blades of steel.
Harden in the fight against vermin,
become like blades of steel.
 
Get up! It informs and urges,
the thrones crumble to dust,
beneath the blood-red banners,
we build the home of the future.
Beneath the blood-red banners,
we build the home of the future.
 
Others took the power and the honor,
toil was left to us,
but brothers, the workers' army
spites the tyrants.
But brothers, the workers' army
defies the tyrants.
 
Clench the armed fist
- brothers, we fight for peace,
let it not hower like threats,
let it strike like lightning.
Let it not hower like threats,
let it strike like lightning.
 

• 1. This is the verb version of the word for lightning, so in the sense of 'let your weapons produce lightning'.

Sir Peder and his sister

Versions: #2
The king far to Ryninge goes
When the bird sings in the forest
Left there at home were the sister and brother
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Little Kerstin, may I have love willingly with you'
When the bird sings in the forest
'No for there comes many sins thereby'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Then I shall fabricate a lie about you'
When the bird sings in the forest
'Lie then, for no one believes you over me'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
When the king had returned from Ryninge said he:
When the bird sings in the forest
'And how fair then you, those who were left at home?'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Little Kerstin has done both whoring and murder'
When the bird sings in the forest
'The delicate small children, she lays them in the earth'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stands now with fictitious guilt
 
'How then shall the grass on the ground yet grow,'
When the bird sings in the forest
'When the father believes not his son?'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
The king then said two of his pages:
When the bird sings in the forest
'Go now to the forest and chop for me a pyre!'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stands now on the edge of the grave
 
Early rode the company, the graveyard was their goal
Then little Kerston was cast upon the reddest pyre
'My limbs burn red, my body burns blue,'
'God show mercy to me who shall be thereupon'
 
'Hear me now Sir Peder, and what I say to you,'
'In Jesus name I wish a litte water upon me'
So set he a horn upon the longest spear,
and the few small drops he spilled out.
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stand now in the glow of the flames
 
Then descended two doves of heaven
When the bird sings in the forest
When they ascended so were they three
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Then rose up two ravens of hell
When the bird sings in the forest
They took Sir Peder with both soul and body
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 

Song of the Glazier

How fine it is
what you can see just like that
through the sand through the glass
through the window panes
here look for example
how fine it is
that woodcutter
way over there
who is cutting down a tree
to make planks
for the joiner
who has to make a big bed
for the little flower-seller
who is going to marry
the lamplighter
who lights the street lamps every evening
so that the cobbler can see
to repair the shoes of the shoe-shine boy
who brushes those of the knife-grinder
who sharpens the scissors of the hairdresser
who cuts the hair of the bird seller
who gives his birds to everyone
to put everyone in a good mood.
 

Song for Jeanne

Since the roses are so pretty
And because Jeanne is, too,
Everything blooms in this world,
And it is the worst kind of insanity
To care about anything else,
Since the roses are pretty
And Jeanne is, too.
 
Since you are chirping, tits,
And since Jeanne is chirping likewise,
Everything sings in this world,
And I will never worry
About the sacred harps of the angels,
Since you are chirping, tits,
And Jeanne is, too.
 
Since the beautiful flower has faded,
The little bird is dead and so is Jeanne,
Nothing seems alive in this world,
And my only yearning is to depart
Into the grave with my last breath,
Since the beautiful flower is dead,
And the bird, and Jeanne is, too...
 

The Mardi Gras Song

Mardi Gras1, where do you come from?
All around the bottom of the glass?
 
We come from England, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
We come from England,
All around the bottom of the glass!2
 
Mardi Gras, what are you bringing with you?
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
I'm bringing a weary bottle, oh my dear,
Oh my dear
I'm only bringing a weary bottle
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the bottle is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Only half is left, oh my dear
Oh my dear,
Only half is left,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the half is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Only the full glass is left, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
Only the full glass is left.
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the full glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
There is only half a glass, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
There is only half a glass,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the half glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass,
And the half glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
There are only the dregs, oh my dear
Oh my dear,
There are only the dregs,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the dregs, we won't drink, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
And the dregs, we won't drink,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Hello to the master and the mistress,
We ask you for a little something
We ask you for the oldest daughter
We're going to make her do something nice
We're going to make her warm up her feet3
 

• 1. Mardi Gras means Fat Tuesday, the last day before Lent but also refers to the costumed people also called 'masqués' (masked ones)
• 2. There's a variant that goes, 'Tout à l'entour du fond d'hiver' (All around the end of winter)
• 3. By getting her to dance!

The Mardi Gras Song of Basile

Captain:
Captain, captain,
Wave your flag and move your group along.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub. 
 
Captain:
The road is great, 
the night is long,
and women aren't invited.
It's Mardi Gras,
it just once a year
to ask for charity.
Once a year,
it's not too often
for you anyway.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
It's the Mardi Gras
It comes from far
It comes from England.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
 
Captain:
It's the Mardi Gras
It's all the good young people,
The good young people that
Come from good families.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
 
Captain:
They are not troublemakers.
They're just beggars.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
The Mardi Gras
Asks the mistress,
The mistress for
a small fat hen
and rice or fat.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub
To make their giant gumbo
tonight in Grand Basile.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
You would promise me this,
You would promise me that,
but you won't give it to me.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
Captain, captain
The savages,
they can sing no longer
because their throat is dry.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
 
Captain:
A good small cold beer 
would make them sing better.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow
 

O great and magnificent emperor

O great and magnificent emperor (x2), ruler of royal decree
May your life be everlasting
Words alone cannot praise you, you're the cornerstone of India
India is your life, you're the life of India
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
O great and magnificent emperor (x2), ruler of royal decree
May your life be everlasting
Words alone cannot praise you, you're the cornerstone of India
India is your life, you're the life of India
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
Dheem tom tananana dheem tom tananana dheem tom
Dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom dhigidi tom
Dheere na dheere na na na dheere nom
Na na na nanana na na na nom
Dheere nom dheere nom, Jalaluddin, the great emperor
 
In every town, in every courtyard
Love abounds in every heart
Ta ra re ra, ta ra re ra, ta ra re ra........
Our victory lies in the Emperor
A wind of peace blows across the land
Chan chan chanan chanan chanan.....
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
O great and magnificent emperor ruler of royal decree
 
Every heart bears witness to our emperor's generosity
Wherever he treads, he showers gold on his path
Chan chan chanan chanan chanan.....
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
O great and magnificent emperor ruler of royal decree
 
Your religion is love, you rule many hearts
No praise can describe you, you're the confluence of all traditions
Chan chan chanan chanan chanan.....
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
O great and magnificent emperor (x2), ruler of royal decree
May your life be everlasting
Words alone cannot praise you, you're the cornerstone of India
India is your life, you're the life of India
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
Dheem tom tananana dheem tom tananana dheem tom
Dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom dhigidi tom
Dheere na dheere na na na dheere nom
Na na na nanana na na na nom
Dheere nom dheere nom, Jalaluddin, the great emperor
 

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• Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation). @= a/o (for Spanish translations only, @ can be switched from a feminine or masculine perspective.

King Hans

King Hans he's sitting in Copenhagen
He has the payment order written
Sending it to Northern Jutland
In good faith to Erik Ottesøn
 
There will never be such a rich Queen coming to Denmark
 
You're appealing for the poor widows
Who'll give birth to fatherless children
You're appealing for the poor inmates
Don't let them die in that tower
 
There will never be such a rich Queen coming to Denmark
 
And you shall not tax the poor farmer
I don't want that
But if you're lacking gold or silver
You speak to your father
 
There will never be such a rich Queen coming to Denmark
 

A French Song

It`s a romance, written in France
A melody on which I met you
You talked to me about English records
I taught you how to talk to me about street love
French girl, you understood
That it's not all gold that comes from across the Channel
Since that day, dead leaves
And white roses are songs of love
You are the midday sun, the aroma of Normandy
The taste of good wine, the taste of life
 
(Chorus)
You are beautiful like, kind like a French song
You are simple like, gentle like a French song
Come be a romantic
You sing when everything's going badly
You always have an attitude
That doesn't believe in worrying in life
 
Yes, you are proud like, gentle like a French song
You have the good sense and the heart of a French song
Yes, almost as beautiful and loyal, as traditional
As a timeless song
You make love like in a French Song
 
Fog and rain, a winter`s evening
I`m coming back in a car speeding towards Paris
You're keeping me warm and while we drive
I put on the radio as to not fall asleep
But near 110, the road is slippery
It's a downpour, quickly, we must find shelter
I was under duress from the lightning
Suddenly, we were the only ones on Earth
 
Under an Italian poplar that served as a lightning rod
You became my most beautiful chorus
(Chorus)
Yes
(Chorus)