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The father sang, his son sang

The father sang, his son sang,
two servants sang.
The father and his son sang more
than two servants.
 
How can it be that
they sing so beautifully?
They have had a lot of beer
and a lot of honey, that is why!
 
A barrel down in the cellar,
two jugs on the table.
A goblet here, a goblet there,
a goblet on the edge of the table.
 

Elizabeth

I was married
and had no illusions,
when I met you.
You were a rich man's daughter
from a different social class
and we agreed to love each other for a while
cause I knew that soon or later everything would end.
 
And your apartment, for short three months,
was our only witness
as if it understood what we had
was prohibited.
 
But everything comes to an end, everyone to their home
and if we are aware of it, let's forget everything.
Let's pretend nothing has happened.
 
Elizabeth, tell me when you will leave
Tell me how many time remains to love you
I know I'll miss you tomorrow
 
Elizabeth, tell me when you will leave
Tell me how many time remains to love you
I know you'll miss me tomorrow
 
I was married
and had no illusions,
when I met you.
You were a rich man's daughter
from a different social class
and we agreed to love each other for a while
cause I knew that soon or later everything would end.
 
Everything we experienced was because we were in love
but it's over
I'm a married man and I have a home and a wife
and I can't put myself in risk
 
But everything comes to an end, everyone to their home
and if we are aware of it, let's forget everything.
Let's pretend nothing has happened.
 
Elizabeth, tell me when you will leave
Tell me how many time remains to love you
I know I'll miss you tomorrow
 
Elizabeth, tell me when you will leave
Tell me how many time remains to love you
I know you'll miss me tomorrow
 

Isaac

Isaac, one carton of nervous.
Glee and ache, less than a step apart.
Factories, black smoke the campus.
Langston, just a little puff of drama.
 
A well-dressed woman massaged the back of a Shinagawa Station congested and coughing.
In the crouching streets one early morning,
Another day for criminals who for their kind are hunting, jam-packed with the noise of peepers, experts, and speculating.
'You villains don't have the guts to look each other in the eye,' the least self-aware of them all is shouting.
Many things mistaken for being upstanding. Corrupting delusion,
Obituaries in autumn, the discharge of a gun,
The first snow that's on the run from Touhoku in December.
 
Isaac, one carton of nervous.
Glee and ache, less than a step apart.
Factories, black smoke the campus.
Langston, just a little puff of drama.
 
If someone always feels pain whenever they hurt someone else, that pain will lead to their death.
You might even say that kindness is a disease.
Whenever someone spits on the ground, every last one of us will step on it as we move forward.
In blizzards or stormy trails, even if there's no light before our sails.
So desperate that we'll break our body, grasp death and insanity.
Like a mine caved-in, humanism burying people within.
Hope will one day disappear. But only when breath leaves our bodies.
 
Isaac, one carton of nervous.
Glee and ache, less than a step apart.
Factories, black smoke the campus.
Langston, just a little puff of drama.
 

I'm Lisa

I'm Lisa and I'm not cool
I don't even wear jeans
I only take the subway and tramways.
I don't do well in math
I don't get invited to overnights or parties,
but I'm so shy I wouldn't go anyway.
It's just as well that only night, rain and my
network1 buddies know the secrets of my soul.
 
But I have a cool collection
of pictures in the cloud.
What do I need real friends?
What do I need boys and parties
when all my funny little friends
are there on the Internet?
In real life I'm nothing much
but there I'm 'sweetie' and 'cutie'.
 
I'm a mere 3D entity and not even Japanese,
though I intend to change that2 after death.
I try hard to make witty and subtle jokes,
but I keep falling flat on my face.
I don't let my hair grow and don't slim down.
I only sat in a limo once.
I don't play chess, I can't draw.
I'm afraid of revolving doors in stores!
 
But I have a cool collection
of pictures in the cloud.
What do I need real friends?
What do I need boys and parties
when all my funny little friends
are there on the Internet?
In real life I'm nothing much
but there I'm 'sweetie' and 'cutie'.
 

• 1. 'odnoklassninki' is a Russian FB-like with a cloud picture storage, among other things. The name means 'classmates'
• 2. lit. 'become her', i.e. become a virtual Japanese teen idol

Next Level

Women wrote this word 'fidelity'
Men read and re-read it, but didn't understood it.
You should know that when a woman wants to find out something
She finds three things at once.
 
It's true.
 
For each womanizer there is one expert woman.
And we won't care about anyone who comes along.
 
After all,
We pay chocolate milk for immature guys, and not attention.
When we meet someone different from all others
It's something else.
It's next level.
 
Monick

Дирижабли

На небу су дирижабли… не жалим себе,
Ја сам птица феникс - свакако ћу умрети.
Свакако ћу васкрснути и баш на том месту
Саградићу чаробни замак ујутру.
 
На небу су дирижабли… за мене си ти одлучивао,
Ко ћу бити и колико снаге смем да имам.
Свет је много већи, свет је много простији,
Од свих твојих загонетки - тужно и смешно.
 
На небу су дирижабли…тако лако дишем,
Тако лако се смејем, гледајући небеса.
Не памтим више јучерашњу бол,
Јучерашњу смрт, сету у очима.
 
На небу су дирижабли…
 
На небу су дирижабли… и нећете зауставити,
Ни моје лудости, ни сузе радоснице,
Ја сам сада друга, ја сада летим
На плавим дирижаблима својих тајних снова.
 
На небу су дирижабли…
 

My Dear

I didn't see anyone like you my dear
I bought your heart my dear
I didn't see anyone like you my dear
I bought your heart my dear
 
My gaze is fixated on yours
My heart is beating for you
It's pounding for you, it's worried about you
Every second of every night
 
Seems as if your heart is like my own
Your feelings are like my good feelings
Whenever you're not around there's no tranquility
There's restlessness, come back
 
Without you my heart is so chaotic
With you my heart is great
Your name was on my heart from the beginning
 
I didn't see anyone like you my dear
I bought your heart my dear
We newly became like each other my dear
Everyone except for you are strangers my dear
 
I don't want anyone besides you
My decision is this: don't go
You that know my feelings, come back
 
Seems as if your heart is like my own
Your feelings are like my good feelings
Whenever you're not around there's no tranquility
There's restlessness, come back
 
Without you my heart is so chaotic
With you my heart is great
Your name was on my heart from the beginning
 
I didn't see anyone like you my dear
I bought your heart my dear
We newly became like each other my dear
Everyone except for you are strangers my dear
 

Одбијам

Ако је бити фадиста, Месец бити,
И Сунце из вида изгубити,
Статуа бити, која инсистира,
Тада, ја нисам фадиста.
 
Ако је бити фадиста то, да тужан треба бити
И да уплакан треба бити, рачунам,
Судбина болна та ако постоји,
Тада, ја нисам певач фада.
 
Ако бити фадиста значи дно бити,
И нека подругљива реч,
За оговарање у устима света,
Тада, ја нисам певач фада.
 
Али и победити ако желим
Стихове толике игноришући
Тада, ја нисам певач фада.
Прави сам фадо певач ја.
 

Wonderful Divine

Doo-doo-deh, doo-doo-deh, doo-doo-deh
Doo-doo-deh, doo-doo-deh, doo-doo-deh
Doo-doo-deh, doo-doo-deh, doo-doo-deh
 
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
 
Be careful when you turn the corner
A joy. Attention, girl
You're coming, how old are you?
 
Watch out, you need to have steady eyes
For the sun, for the darkness
 
Watch out, everything is dangerous
Everything is wonderful divine
Attention to the chorus
 
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
 
Attention to the verse and chorus
To the bad words, to the watchword
Attention to the exaltation of Samba
 
Watch out, everything is dangerous
Everything is wonderful divine
Attention to the chorus
 
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
 
Beware the windows up high
Attention to your steps onto the asphalt, the wetlands
Watch out the blood all over the ground
 
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
 
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
You need to be aware and strong
We have no time to fear death
 
Ai, ai, ai, ai
Ai, ai, ai, ai
Ai, ai, ai, ai
 

Tale of the sixteen-day-old moon​

Is the moon a woman in love?
It wanes being full, piling up dreams
Since I want it, I can't meet you
Sixteen-day-old moon​
 
If I was a sad person, I could be alone
I'd hesitate without being able to hide my hesitating heart
 
Please, hurt me with a kiss only once
Embrace me until I can't love anybody else
 
Love begins since the thirteenth night
The oon wanes counting tears
Though I want it, I can't meet you
Sixteen-day-old moon​
 
A tide that looks tender in the distance
Breaking at the edge of pain, becomes a white flower
 
Thouugh helplessly I sink the lipstick with the tip of my finger
I imagine you in front of my unreacheable dreams
 
Is the moon a woman in love?
It wanes being full, piling up dreams
Since I want it, I can't meet you
Sixteen-day-old moon​
 

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My little Love

It's so good that you are so small
And that I'm your mother
Within this luck of destiny
Of the loves that live has
 
I never sang so quietly about
That love inside of us
When I sing a lullaby to the boy
In the cradle of my voice
 
My arms in his bed
Are rivers of a passion
On the the wings where I lay down
To the heart beat
 
He makes his nest out of my singing
And from this singing (he makes) the achor ropes
With whining sounds of a gentle (boy)
Which rather seem to be from a guitar
 
Sleep, sleep my boy
In the dreams that life has
But always keep a little corner
In the lap of your mother
 

My Fatherland

My fatherland, my native land,
You are the beloved shore,
Where on the shore grow
Pines still old, tough.
You are my only love in the world,
My dear fatherland.
 
My fatherland, my native land,
You are the beloved shore,
Where waves roll from sea
And give a kiss to shore.
You are my only love in the world,
My dear fatherland.
 
My fatherland, my native land,
You are the beloved shore,
The place where fishermen live,
Who are on the sea day and night.
You are my only love in the world,
My dear fatherland.
 
My fatherland, my native land,
You are the beloved shore,
Where the holy language is still spoken
– My most loved Livonian.
You are my only love in the world,
My dear fatherland.
 

So that you'll remember me

I'm going to make your lips bleed
so that you'll remember me for the rest of your life,
if this is to be our farewell then with my kisses
I'm going to leave you a pleasant memory.
 
Inside you'll be crying
even if tears don't fall from your eyes,
and you'll feel death itself
because your time is coming to an end.
 
When morning comes I will no longer be with you,
and to no avail will you find my presence,
all you'll have left is the bitterness in my absence
and you'll awaken full of sorrow and oblivion.
 
I'm going to make your lips bleed
so that you'll remember me for the rest of your life,
if this is to be our farewell then with my kisses
I'm going to leave you a pleasant memory.
 
When morning comes I will no longer be with you,
and to no avail will you find my presence,
all you'll have left is the bitterness in my absence
and you'll awaken full of sorrow and oblivion.
 
I'm going to make your lips bleed
so that you'll remember me for the rest of your life,
if this is to be our farewell then with my kisses
I'm going to leave you a pleasant memory.
 

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Let's go

Because we're not the same people say
that your life and my life will be wasted1,
that I'm a riffraff and you're the decent one,
that two very different people can't love each other.
 
But I've already fallen for you and I don't forget you
and my hope is to die in your arms,
I don't understand these things about social classes,
all I know is that you love me and I love you.
 
Let's go where no one can judge us,
where no one can say we're doing wrong,
let's go far from the world
where there's no justice nor laws,
nor nothing else except our love.
 
What do we care if we're not the same,
you'll have our love story
to follow along and like someone [once] told me,
this life is very short.
 
This time I have come for you forever,
but I want you to know that I'm not forcing you,
and if you want to be with me let it be for love,
say with all your might what I am in your life,
so they can see that you love me like I love you.
 

• 1. lit. 'lost'

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Monday mona lisa club

Popeye who hid his anchor tattoo
Even if he embraces a girl like a branch
It's a grief Monday night
Why the merry next day is so lonely?
My heart drowns in a sea of tears
It's a grief Monday night
 
Monday Mona Lisa Monday Night
Mona Lisa Monday Night
My smiling eyes are teased by the Monday night
 
That kind of night comes to get stuck in me
Everybody worry about being invited to a dream
I forgot the clock
 
Monday Mona Lisa Monday Night
Mona Lisa Monday Night
My smiling eyes are teased by the Monday night
 
Monday Mona Lisa Monday Night
Mona Lisa Monday Night
My smiling eyes are teased by the Monday night
 
Monday Mona Lisa Monday Night
Mona Lisa Monday Night
My smiling eyes are teased by the Monday night
 
Monday Mona Lisa Monday Night
Monday Mona Lisa Monday Night
 

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Pepeo

Pustili smo da pobedi tisina,
prestali smo da se obozavamo i vidim
da si me vec bio ostavio iza.
 
Hladnoca je zaposela moju glavu
i nisam znala da primetim,
da si poceo da ledis.
 
Kada ono sto se slomilo,
vise nisam mogla da popravim,
ostala sam sa delicima
koje si ostavio bez osvrtanja.
 
Ja sam ono sto ostaje od onoga sto smo bili,
ja sam samo uspomena
koja je malo po malo izbledela
iza tebe u zaborav.
Ja sam ono sto je postojalo i unistili smo,
ja sam vreme koje se izgubilo
i koje se nikada vise nece vratiti
bez tebe.
 
Ponekad bez razmisljanja o tebi pronalazim te,
moj um vriskajuci trazi tvoj dah,
budim se i vise nisi ovde.
 
Dala bih bilo sta da te vidim,
da te mazim i da mogu da te imam
samo jos jednom.
 
Ali ono sto se zapalilo
vise nisam mogla da ugasim,
ostala sam sa pepelom
koji si ostavio bez osvrtanja.
 
Ja sam ono sto ostaje od onoga sto smo bili,
ja sam samo uspomena
koja je malo po malo izbledela
iza tebe u zaborav.
Ja sam ono sto je postojalo i unistili smo,
ja sam vreme koje se izgubilo
i koje se nikada vise nece vratiti...
 
Ne pronalazim kako da smestim
srce na svoje mesto,
polako umirem,
ako nisi ovde.
 
Ja sam ono sto ostaje od onoga sto smo bili,
ja sam samo uspomena
koja je malo po malo izbledela
iza tebe u zaborav.
Ja sam ono sto je postojalo i unistili smo,
ja sam vreme koje se izgubilo
i koje se nikada vise nece vratiti
bez tebe.
 

Civilization

There's something that is sounding,
surely you already heard it,
the Earth is vibrating,
with a different melody.
 
Neither Gods mad with fury,
nor revengeful demons,
nor alien airships,
nor some lost comet.
 
The story is much clearer,
and it also makes sense,
the Earth is getting rid,
of the worst enemy.
 
Come the four riders,
ahorse they come, I say,
water, earth, fire and air,
are coming from your own navel.
 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
things of civilization,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
things of civilization.
 
That everything is mounted,
that millions of layoffs,
the way is tough,
maybe more than ever.
 
Last night I dreamed of Manu,
and this melody he sang,
someone was making a roast,
someone was getting from far.
 
And if a grey river comes,
which separates the world in two,
I'd like to be on the same,
side as you, babe.
 
And if a grey river comes,
which separates the world in two,
I'd like to be on the same,
side as you, babe.
 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
things of civilization,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
things of civilization.
 
A new desert,
a new hail,
do you know who did it?,
it's over here.
 
God forgives,
man sometimes,
nature never,
it's over here.
 
Don't forget the mammoth,
'cause the vermouth didn't run out,
don't forget the mammoth,
'cause the vermouth didn't run out,
over there.
 
And if a grey river comes,
which separates the world in two,
I'd like to be on the same,
side as you, babe.
 
And if a grey river comes,
which separates the world in two,
I'd like to be on the same,
side as you, babe.
 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
things of civilization,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
things of civilization.
 

Necessary evil

I know that this story won't work at all
It's a skin thing, nothing to do with the soul
When the body asks the heart to pay
 
Maybe one day I'll remove the rope from the neck
That you end this, it's worth seeing again
Bad luck in love, good luck in the roll
 
You are like bear and cigarettes
You are bad for me
I know it's bad, but I'm not leaving
It's my necessary evil
It's my necessary evil
 
You are not marriage type
It's just a case
You are bad for me
I know it's bad, but I'm not leaving
It's my necessary evil
It's my necessary evil
 

Gaston (Reprise)

[Gaston:]
LeFou, there’s something a-brewing here
 
[LeFou:]
But it seems dangerous
 
[Gaston:]
Pay no mind!
Our beauty’s father
Has gone a bit mad from his sciencing
And although he may be a smart man
He’ll never see through my lies
And so in order to marry Belle,
I, my friend, have cooked up
Such a wonderful plan
 
[Choir:]
He’s the best, is Gaston
He’s a leader, is Gaston
And there are no guys braver than Gaston
So he’s sure to be married soon
That’s the guy that is Gaston!
 
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Strange Dreams

Versions: #2
[REFRAIN: Orelsan]
Tonight I'm getting drunk, why do I hurt myself so much?
I've had some strange dreams where I didn't recognize your face
My stories don't have nice endings, I can't look myself in the mirror
I've had some strange dreams, full of stuff I can't explain
 
[COUPLET: Orelsan]
Hey, hey
Since I sang it, it must be true
I'm stepping on respect
All summer, I was shooting (video), all summer, your bitch was turning
Your baby's just a slut, you may love me but I love myself more
What are we doing? Letting down!
(Letting down... Letting down... Letting down)
Everyone told me to let it go, but yet I'm still here
Insults are free, it's insane that we pay to hear them
Stars in my eyes, shinobi, I'm trying to replace Johnny
Why'd you let your head get so big? Did you catch a trisomy (Down syndrome)
Miso soup, playing an idiot, under hypnosis, forgetting water
I moved every year, I was just trying to be the new kid
People betray you, then come back like it's no big deal
Ray-Ban, shorts, and tap dancing at your funeral
Society is shaky, normal people sucked into deviance
I'm doing the opposite of what you do, you're serving as an example to me
Of course I'm suspicious, it's just rage, I'm just kidding
Just after confessing what they really think
Remember who you snubbed on the way up
You'll meet them again on the way down
Don't get worked up with too many words
The people who stream them are just robots
My only enemy is the timer
Who will still love me, who will still love me, who will still love me when I'm in the hospital?
I'm dead, turn off the GoPro
Noir, San, Dems, hey, hey, hey...
 
[REFRAIN: Orelsan]
Tonight I'm getting drunk, why do I hurt myself so much?
I've had some strange dreams where I didn't recognize your face
My stories don't have nice endings, I can't look myself in the mirror
I've had some strange dreams, full of stuff I can't explain
 
[COUPLET : Damso]
It's just an abyss
From my dead sins but without death, I'm always coming out gilded in gold in a mess of a body
Exhausted from the feminine drug, famous rapper, unknown human being
I go out to get out of it, kiss to be able to love, I'm missing endorphins, my heart wants to stop
Dirty stuff is from the sea cause the sea is fucked, without dogmas and doctrines or divine beliefs
Minimum, zero euros for a lot of effort, a lot of words for so little strength
So much of 'yeah, yeah, your family is here to support you!'
Fuck your mother and spit on your dead, so many cowards and fake blacks
Deceived by my friends, by my parents, my idols
Now I know life is just a way of looking at things
So few choices for so many causes and consequences that I only live in a sequence shot
Surprised even when it's dense
Insomnia like an ambulance driver, cash but no financial plan
Off the books or on an indeterminant contract, but without a determinant
We'll stick it in you like a New Year's joint, my dick, my spear will make love without anything in the way
Through thoughts, trust, and sensible confidence
It's written black on white that white is better than black cause black is just darker
Since Jesus racism whitens, yet woolly hair with bronzed feet
Like when the writing no longer has meaning, or cause we've deconstructed its meaning
Dirty, dirty, dirty, I meet a mannequin from the Croisette
In her pussy I chat, like a Juliet
In the air, purple bills (500-euro bills)
I dream of a slut a bit like Paris Hilton, I prefer when she's got more moolah than me
We're beating you and your baby mama up, just to make sure you don't think you're Montana
We'll never sign again unless we're talking millions
The diamonds shining at us, the barrel interrogating us
We live in dirt, Dems, San…
San, Noir
 
[REFRAIN: Orelsan]
Tonight I'm getting drunk, why do I hurt myself so much?
I've had some strange dreams where I didn't recognize your face
My stories don't have nice endings, I can't look myself in the mirror
I've had some strange dreams, full of stuff I can't explain
 

My beloved little mother*

My friends I remember that little old lady
that I left behind in my hometown,
so sad and alone crying from the sorrow,
because of a woman.
 
As I was leaving she told me:
'my son, don't abandon me'
and because I was in love with a good for nothing,
I didn't want to hear her reasoning.
 
Now that I find myself alone
like a feather in the wind,
I've come to understand that there can't be
a love like that of a mother.
 
My mother always told me in tears:
'my son don't so gullible,
be careful lest later
you lead a disappointing life'.
 
Today I'm a drunkard and a vagabond,
I never leave the bar,
I drink tequila, listening to mariachis
and nothing brings me joy in my life.
 
Now that I find myself alone
like a feather in the wind,
I've come to understand that there can't be
a love like that of a mother.
 

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Retrace your steps

Regret and nostalgia are killing me,
the tree of my life is being dried out by winter's snow,
the footprints of the years are marked over my forehead,
my beloved youth has gone far away, has gone forever.
 
I ask time if it is possible
if it is possible to retrace its steps
because I feel alone and I am the afternoon
I am the afternoon that goes into the sunset.
 
I'll find my life between the pages of oblivion,
I want to live a little longer in memories long gone,
I think of those kisses of love sincerely given to me,
of them none remain inside of my soul, just a memory.
 
Goodbye my treasure, flower that the years
flower that the years have withered,
without you I feel like Christ
like Christ who went to the .
 
Goodbye my youth,
my youth, goodbye.
 

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Come back, seagull

Take flight, sad seagull
because like so my sorrows will go flying,
even in flight, you leave your feathers
in the foams of the wide sea.
 
And if one day you find yourself alone,
amidst the fury of a gale,
come back seagull, come back to your nest,
come back to me, come back already.
 
When far away through many seas
you can no longer hear these songs,
it's because the cry even my eyes
even my eyes have come to see it.
 
And if one day you find yourself alone,
amidst the fury of a gale,
come back seagull, come back to your nest,
come back to me, come back already.
 

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Abandoned mother

Wretched daughter you've abandoned your mother,
you've forsaken her sorrow and suffering,
you're enjoying life wherever you go
and she asks for charity to survive.
 
She knocks1 on every door on the street
and sometimes she doesn't get anything to eat,
she struggles so that she doesn't die of starvation
while you enjoy living life in pleasure.
 
Your father has long been buried beneath the earth
and your brothers aren't there for her either,
your little mother looks very ill,
she wants to see you for the last time before she dies.
 
Your mother will live for a short while,
go find her and keep her company until she dies,
you will find her resting by the temple,
what today, she has for a home
 
Pray to God that you never have children
that will forget you too in your old age,
because all women who have been mothers
sees her parents like her very being.
 
Your father has long been buried beneath the earth
and your brothers aren't there for her either,
your little mother looks very ill,
she wants to see you for the last time before she dies.
 

• 1. 'she calls'

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My country is a bit of heaven

Downstream from Danube
Decebal watches over
Up on the ridge of the mountain
Pintea and his band of merry men
Hold a dagger in the hand
 
Chorus:
My country is a bit of heaven
A bunch of May's flowers
Transylvania and Banat
Dobrogea and the whole Reign
Bassarabia beloved
With Romanians is twinned
A bunch of May's flowers
 
In the deep forests
Stefan and his yeomen guard
Iancu, the King of the 'Moti'
You're the master of the mountains
For us you still live
 
I put 'opinci' on my feet
And the Dacian hat
The language we are speaking
From the Daci we inherit
Language, our precious treasure
 
Mountains are our fortune
The Romanians' power
Meadows, waters and plains
The land of Romanians
This is our great fortune
 
We were born here
Our land is holy
We are gifted from heaven
With a holy place, a holy border
Let's love it up to the end
 

In the sea of your lips

The water is not transparent, it is full.
Salpetre is not salty, it doesn't stick.
There are no seagulls, only creeks,
in the sea of your lips.
 
In the sea of your lips I would fall asleep dancing
in the sway of your hands.
The beating of your heart against your chest
slows the seconds down.
Time doesn't stop, but I don't care,
I'm not afraid of ageing by your side.
 
The water is not transparent, it is full.
Salpetre is not salty, it doesn't stick.
There are no seagulls, only creeks,
in the sea of your lips.
 
My sand melts in between your teeth,
and my cliffs in your back.
Your arms are boat masts,
the last ones to get lost in your body
when you dock it.
 
The water is not transparent, it is full.
Salpetre is not salty, it doesn't stick.
 
I would like to be a small island there,
to rest from this world.
I don't get tired with the tides, nor the streams,
it will never be understood by anyone who has not been lost in the sea of your lips.
In the sea of your lips.
In the sea of your lips.
In the sea of your lips.
 

I leak out

Before you see
than light stop.
Kiss the flower.
That soul
flies between us,
the skies warms us.
 
We became hunters
of invisible words.
Love separated us again.
I washed myself at the spring
and I drank water
which was like my heart.
 
Before you see
than light stop.
Kiss the flower.
That Soul flies between us,
the skies warms us.
 
We became hunters
of invisible words.
I leak out.
 

Queen's reprise

Replica:
So all that I've known till now
And believed myself to be, is a lie.
No, you have become a son for us
And we love you.
 
Why did you choose me?
Not us, but Moses
This is the finger of the gods.
 
Prospect:
Know, this is your house, Moses.
The basket with you,
The flow of the river for us has declared
That you live here.
 
Despite this revelation
Believe god, that you are my son.
Also the blessing of the gods
Do not search for a reason.
 

I'm fine

It's been twelve hours and 30 minutes
That I don't miss you.
That I'm with no one
But I'm fine.
I'm without you, but I'm fine.
 
I don't remember your birthday is on October, 11th.
That every Tuesday I take Bob to the vet.
That your part of the closet is empty.
But it's all right.
I'm without you, but I'm fine
 
I'm not fine
 
I can't take so much loneliness
I'm messy from my hair to my heart.
I can't let it go.
But I'm fine.
 
I'm not fine.
 
I went wrong with the right one.
I'm crying even in comedy movies.
You're the mistake I wanna fix up.
Now tell me where do I hit the backwards button.
 
Monick

Quichuizar the world

Declaimed:
 
Mother Earth of this world,
She has given birth to Quichua,
seven lives like the cat,
how much maltreatment has it (the Quichua language) suffered!
 
Sung:
 
My Argentinean compatriots:
Quichua is pure truth,
just like we do with our flag
we must respect it.
 
Language of our grandparents
none must ignore it (that fact),
the same as other languages
it deserves to be at par (at the same level with other languages, referring to the social conception of it).
 
I don't expect that Quichua*
surpass the others (the other languages),
but that either (I expect it to) be less:
it must be in from equal to equal.
 
We must seriously quichuizar*
our country,
(quichuizar the) entire America (continent)
and make it also global!
 

I'm waiting for you

I thought I had forgotten
What I did was wrong
I have missed you sincerely
I was so wrong
Tell me you want to come back
Please com back to me
 
I beset, I yearn
looking to the road
I look forward to you coming happily
I'm addicted to your love
Missing you, missing you
without you my heart is getting cold
I couldn't sleep at night
I'm ill in the thought of me without you
 
I'm living in the hopes of
seeing you with my eye
My heart is cold in regret
I wish your *tept* was here (tept could be translated as temperature)
My heart is always waiting for you
Breaking up is bad
 
I beset, I yearn
looking to the road
I look forward to you coming happily
I'm addicted to your love
Missing you, missing you
without you my heart is getting cold
I couldn't sleep at night
I'm ill in the thought of me without you
 
I suffer, I miss
looking to the road
I look forward to you coming happily
I'm addicted to your love
Missing you, missing you
without you my heart is getting cold
I couldn't sleep at night
I'm ill in the thought of me without you
 

No Other Name

No other name
Was given to us humans
Beneath the skies
Beneath the skies
 
No other name
Was given to us humans
In which we must be saved
 
No other name, no other name
Except for Jesus the Messiah
No other name, no other name
For there is no salvation in another
 
No other name
Was given to us humans
Beneath the skies
Beneath the skies
 
No other name
Was given to us humans
In which we must be saved
 
No other name, no other name
Except for Jesus the Messiah
No other name, no other name
For there is no salvation in another
 
No other name, no other name
Except for Jesus the Messiah
No other name, no other name
For there is no salvation in another
 
For there is no salvation in another
For there is no salvation in another
For there is no salvation in another