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Dinamit

Odabraću pogrešan put,
Skrenuću sa staze,
Uvaliću se u nevolje, igrati sa vatrom,
prekršiti norme
 
Pratiću toj opasni puteljak,
Zapaliću fitilj,
Postaću luda, obući se za žurku
i izgubiti pojam o svemu.
 
Izaći ću da te tražim.
izaći ću da te tražim,
Jer danas se zvezde vide
još sjajnije.
 
I osećam
kao kad bi me celi moj život
vodio ka
tačno ovom trenutku.
 
I osećam
kao kad bi me celi moj život
vodio ka
tačno ovom trenutku.
 
I konstantno sam
na ivici da pokušam da te poljubim,
konstantno sam
na ivici da pokušam.
 
Da bi me uvek imao u mislima
moliću se svake noći, veoma snažo.
Uvek kada zatvorim oči
obuzima me strah da te više neću videti.
 
Izaći ću da te tražim.
izaći ću da te tražim,
Jer danas se zvezde vide
još sjajnije.
 
I osećam
kao kad bi me celi moj život
vodio ka
tačno ovom trenutku.
 
I osećam
kao kad bi me celi moj život
vodio ka
tačno ovom trenutku.
 

Writing is my first home...

Writing is my first home of silence
The second erupts from the body moving behind the words
Extensive bare beaches where the sea has never been
A desert where the fingers whisper their last crime
To write to you continuously... sand and more sand
Building the tallest walls of nothing within the blood
This passion you've kept for the objects
This skin-memory which exhales a disaster I don't know
The tongue full of moss
We would scatter hemlock seeds throughout the fog of our dreams
The mornings came as a stellar howl
And I'd follow your trail of sperm to the waterside
Other bodies of salt crossed the silence
Of this home built on the precarious saliva of the twilight
 

Maybe Tomorrow We'll Get There

A razor scar in the cheeks
Hurts like hell(*)
I will bring the scar to death
At least I am not scared of blood anymore(**)
 
Following soccer
And player transfers on the news
But joining the Photography club
Because my feet are not good at dancing(***)
 
Reluctant to go to High School
Until the night at Brawijaya(****)
Waiting for liberation
They don't understand what we are inheriting
 
Stella found her mate
Adrian went to Australia
All friends are going to get their Masters Degree
But my destination is not present yet
 
Nobody knows
When are you going to reach your destination
Believe me, it's not your business to answer that
Leaning on time
 
Brace yourself
From the hunting questions
About the future, marriage, education, job, and faith
 
Always wanting to meet again
But only gathering during the reunions
Names, comes and goes
Like burglar in the night
 
Don't be scared to see those who get their leave(*****)
Maybe one day you'll be brave for it
Life is not about getting ahead of each other
Dream on your own
 
Nobody knows
When are you going to reach your destination
Believe me, it's not your business to answer that
Say this to yourself
 
'Maybe tomorrow we'll get there
Maybe tomorrow we'll reach it'
 
Nobody knows
When are you going to reach your destination
Nobody knows
When your battles are finished
 
Believe me, it's not your business to answer that
Just lean on time
 
(Maybe tomorrow we'll get there)
(Maybe tomorrow we'll reach it)
 

I Bet You Don't Leave

You say you're already tired
of my exaggerated way of laughing.
That my tantrums aren't for you
and that you're sick of listening to my showing off.
 
But all the same, you must admit
that you go crazy when I graze your nose.
If it's not like that, explain to me why
you're still here.
 
I bet you don't leave.
I bet you don't dare to kill
the small amount of faith
that we still have to keep going.
Who are you trying to fool
with that tale of breaking in two
the heart I've already given you?
I bet you don't leave.
 
Don't scold at me again
like a child who doesn't want to obey.
Let me be the way I am
for my defects do not wither what I give.
If the sun has barely started to come up,
why suffering? Ah.
 
I bet you don't leave.
I bet you don't dare to kill
the small amount of faith
that we still have to keep going.
Who are you trying to fool
with that tale of breaking in two
the heart I've already given you?
I bet you don't leave.
 
With what right you?
With what right do I
put an end to this treasure of both?
Why letting you go?
Why are you leaving?
Today I defy you, I bet you don't leave!
No, no... no, no, no.
 
Who are you trying to fool
with that tale of breaking in two
the heart I've already given you?
 
I bet you don't leave.
I bet you don't dare to kill
the small amount of faith
that we still have to keep going.
Who are you trying to fool
with that tale of breaking in two
the heart I've already given you?
I bet you don't leave.
I bet you don't.
 

Luda glavica

Govorio si mi luda glavice
Što sam sledila svoje snove, što sam lomila talase
Branila sam se svojim slomljenim krilima
Uzvodno leti, leti leptirice
 
Bio si moj anđeo čuvar
Nadletao si moje sitne sate
Bio si muzika zore
Kiša kada sipa
Spasi me, ne dopusti da padnem
U tugu besanih noći
Spasi me i uvek ću biti
Tvoja najvernija prijateljica koja te nosi u sebi
 
Govorio si mi luda glavice
Što sam sanjala budna
Što sam želela da nikad ne svane
Govorio si mi luda glavice
Uvek je isto
Uvek moj anđeo čuvar
Nadletaš moje sitne sate
 
Bio si muzika zore
Kiša kada sipa
Spasi me, ne dopusti da padnem
U tugu besanih noći
 
Spasi me i uvek ću biti
Tvoja najvernija prijateljica koja te nosi u sebi
Spasi me, leti, leti leptirice
Bio si moj anđeo čuvar
Bio si eho dalekog glasa
Bio si muzika zore
Kiša kada sipa
 
Spasi me, ne dopusti da padnem
U tugu besanih noći
Spasi me i uvek ću biti
Tvoja najvernija prijateljica koja te nosi u sebi
Biću sneg koju pada nad morem
Nad zemljom
Kada te vatra prži
Spasi me, spasi me
 

Go with Her

Once again, I can see in your eyes
that you've been with her again yesterday.
I can see it in your eyes,
You and her are all alone now, all alone.
 
Once again, I can see your face,
Looking at me with that same gaze.
I'm holding your hands,
Your almost cold hands.
 
If she said that she
loves you so much
then go with her,
Go there.
If she said that she
loves you so much
then go with her,
Go there with her.
 
Once again, I can see in your eyes
that she's been with you all day yesterday.
I can see it in her palms,
The way she caressed your head so lovingly.
 
I can see it in your arms,
The way her head rested in your arms.
Once again, I can see in your eyes
how she's all, all yours, all of her.
 
If she said that she
loves you so much
then go with her,
Go there.
If she said that she
loves you so much
then go with her,
Go there with her...
 

Let It Be

Let it be, everything will
Be as we expected
Oooh, no crying
We'll have everything we've always wanted
 
Everybody thinks of having
A place to live someday
Without any misfortunes
Always having a loved one at heart
 
Having a little bit of happiness
Enjoying what life gives us
Walking in the rain
You'll feel everything that's good out there
 
Time will go by
And you'll feel
That the sadness will come to an end
Let it be
Because the sun will shine again
 
Let it be, everything will
Be as we expected
Oooh, no crying
We'll have everything we've always wanted
 

See you tomorrow, my love

Look, the sun has set, gathering its flames
one day and another has passed and we're still together
 
See you tomorrow, my love, the old linden tree is waiting us again
on secret alleys it'll bear our wandering step just like today.
See you tomorrow, my love, and tonight we're drifting apart
soon, we'll be together forever, we promise, my love
 
See you tomorrow, my love, and tonight we're drifting apart
soon, we'll be together forever, we promise, my love
we promise my love, see you tomorrow, my love
 

It so happens

Versions: #1
People quarrel, and reconcile in regret,
Someone falls in love, someone forgets...
 
Chorus
It so happens, it turns out sometime,
Someone will lose it, someone will lose it,
someone will lose it, and someone will find.
 
The letters are carried by mail worldwide,
It's all because the address is not right.
 
Chorus
 
The city has many people and streets.
The one that you dream off so hard to meet.
 
Chorus
 
The city street bends like a horseshoe.
Maybe two bus stops before meeting you.
 
Chorus
 
This song of ours you must repeat,
If you find love, try not to lose it!
 
Chorus
 

Social life (The ballad of progress)

If you, sir, knew what social life is
you wouldn't be here bothering me
to let you pass.
If you knew how to be a civilized man
you would wait for your turn
like everyone else.
 
- Listen, you don't know who I am:
I am Lord So-and-so,
minister So-and- so is my relative!
- I am sorry, this makes no difference,
you can go tell your relative,
I won't be swayed.
 
Can't you see? This is social life:
lords or knights,
people are all the same to us.
You should learn to be a civilized man,
to be a little more polite
with those who do their duty.
 
- Listen, I beg you, let me pass,
if I haven't finished in half an hour
I am ruined!
- Sorry, there's nothing I can do,
there are others before you
who have a right to pass.
 
Can't you see? This is social life:
if I let myself be moved
everyone would come to beg me.
After all, in the end, a real civilized man
even if he has his problems
must exert self-control.
 
- Listen, one last thing...
I have ten thousand Lire 1 here...
and I really don't know what to do with them.
- Fine... since you insist,
we'll have some heart,
alright, you may pass.
But remember, and be grateful at least,
that many others in my position
would have asked for twenty thousand!
 

• 1. Italian currency at the time

Kundera's Grandmother

Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 
Kundera's grandmother in her small Czech town
and mine in her Belchite, and they both knew
the priest was the confidant of the police.
There were no secrets around them.
 
Kundera's neighbor looks like mine.
If he is someone distinguished, nobody would say so.
He's a very proper character who spends eight hours
a day typing on a computer.
 
My neighbor goes back home and turns on the TV
and drinks a toast with the family with El Gaitero cider1
when the announcer affirms that in the whole world
there is no other place safer than our city.
 
My neighbor never knew that on that same night
on his street a young girl was raped,
that two elderly ladies were attacked and an indigent
turned up in the alley with his throat slit.
 
My neighbor, that night, got into bed
convinced he had the world under control,
certain of being a very well informed man
in respect to what was happening around him.
 
Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 

• 1. A Spanish cider

Social life (The ballad of progress)

If you, sir, knew what social life is
you wouldn't be here bothering me
to let you pass.
If you knew how to be a civilized man
you would wait for your turn
like everyone else.
 
- Listen, you don't know who I am:
I am Lord So-and-so,
minister So-and- so is my relative!
- I am sorry, this makes no difference,
you can go tell your relative,
I won't be swayed.
 
Can't you see? This is social life:
lords or knights,
people are all the same to us.
You should learn to be a civilized man,
to be a little more polite
with those who do their duty.
 
- Listen, I beg you, let me pass,
if I haven't finished in half an hour
I am ruined!
- Sorry, there's nothing I can do,
there are others before you
who have a right to pass.
 
Can't you see? This is social life:
if I let myself be moved
everyone would come to beg me.
After all, in the end, a real civilized man
even if he has his problems
must exert self-control.
 
- Listen, one last thing...
I have ten thousand Lire 1 here...
and I really don't know what to do with them.
- Fine... since you insist,
we'll have some heart,
alright, you may pass.
But remember, and be grateful at least,
that many others in my position
would have asked for twenty thousand!
 

• 1. Italian currency at the time

Kundera's Grandmother

Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 
Kundera's grandmother in her small Czech town
and mine in her Belchite, and they both knew
the priest was the confidant of the police.
There were no secrets around them.
 
Kundera's neighbor looks like mine.
If he is someone distinguished, nobody would say so.
He's a very proper character who spends eight hours
a day typing on a computer.
 
My neighbor goes back home and turns on the TV
and drinks a toast with the family with El Gaitero cider1
when the announcer affirms that in the whole world
there is no other place safer than our city.
 
My neighbor never knew that on that same night
on his street a young girl was raped,
that two elderly ladies were attacked and an indigent
turned up in the alley with his throat slit.
 
My neighbor, that night, got into bed
convinced he had the world under control,
certain of being a very well informed man
in respect to what was happening around him.
 
Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 

• 1. A Spanish cider

Look around

Look around
How the world has become smaller
How the eyes have gone wild
Charged loneliness
Look around
How the city has gone ugly
How expensive the truth has become
Sarcastic laughter only
 
Take a good look of
The children who have nothing to eat
The illnesses which treat fear
The dogs looking around scared
Because some people are killing dreadfully
 
That's why I'm screaming
For you, the one whom I'm hugging
To the future I'm afraid of
Let's become fire
Let it burn all the hands
That hide the stars
So doves can come out
White like children
Let's be kids
 
Look around
How many daily lies you got used to
How many bodies got washed up on shore
How many mouths get regretfully silenced
Look around
The girls scared to laugh
The boys hesitating to cry
The screens which took away our speach
Take a good look of
The elderly dying alone
Like trees which fought
And they threw them away in fire
Laughing sarcastically
 
That's why I'm screaming
For you, the one whom I'm hugging
To the future I'm afraid of
Let's become fire
Let it burn all the hands
That hide the stars
So doves can come out
White like children
Let's be kids
 
'I'm somewhere in the middle of sea
The salt is burning my vision
And I wish I could reach the other side
But the body is barely floating
Hold on...
What do you ask?
Where do you want the blinds to lead you?
The earth is wheezing. Cash? (They're) Uncountable
Never, no change, no one is going to make a move
The only 'sent' is on the phones
Where's the inspiration? Petty evolution
They see love and press 'cancel'
Human parodies in march, willpower is captured
 
I have dreams about deportations
I want to be an exception, different
The black sheep which is besties with the wolf
I can't be afraid of the Under world
But I'm afraid of myself, my bad self
For my homeland I want humanity
I want smiles and places where children are playing
Because at the end it seems I don't have 'roots'
I'm a leaf from a thousand trees flying wherever the wind blows'
 
Look around
Different people
They've turned them into aims
Of hate and fear
 
That's why I'm screaming
For you, the one whom I'm hugging
To the future I'm afraid of
Let's become fire
Let it burn all the hands
That hide the stars
So doves can come out
White like children
Let's be kids
 

Senorita

The most beautiful, those eyes and their lips
you look in the mirror, full of complexes
and he wonders if he's going to like someone today
the small face is painted the smile
 
And it was then that he drowned in his mouth
had a good time with pure problems
Oh, I couldn't say what happened there
and it was so that the heart was lost ..
 
-CH-
 
Miss, madam,
To what extent this should affect
No no
Miss, miss
With love, fire and alcohol you don't have to play
 
My beautiful girl, I'm here thinking of you,
madam, little lady ...
 
Between laughter and laughter the make-up was run
The moon is running all night today
She couldn't say how or where or what happened
the night is young she screamed at the top of her lungs
 
And it was then that he drowned in his mouth
had a good time with pure problems
Oh I couldn't say what happened there
and it was so that the heart was lost ..
 
- CH -
 
I didn't know the heart could be so weak, for you or for me, my beautiful girl, I think of you, and today I am here so, so, so!
 

It's just the boys fault

If our hearts
seem to beat faster,
if we sigh secretly
and dream of love,
 
It's just the boys fault
because night in the alleys,
are telling that love is divine
and we believe what they're saying
 
If daily, in the mirror,
we're arranging ourselves for seven hours
to be more beautiful
and be modern...
 
It's just the boys fault
because night in the alleys,
are telling that we're looking good
and we believe what they're saying
 
Oooh (ohohoho)
Just the boys (ohohoho)
Only the boys (ohohoho)
Hohohoho, hehehehe...
Hehehehe
 
If in a fairyful scenery
known only by the lovers
we're not sitting much to think
when it's about a kiss...
 
It's just the boys fault
because night in the alleys,
are telling that the kiss is sweet
and we believe what they're saying
 
If after a romance
with the one that we're in love with
we want to be together for life
and get married
 
It's just the boys fault
because night in the alleys,
are telling that love is eternal
and we believe what they're saying
 
Oooh (yeyeyeye)
Just the boys (yeyeyeye)
Only the boys (yeyeyeye)
Hohohoho, hehehehe
Hehehehe
 
It's just the boys fault
because night in the alleys,
are telling that love is eternal
and we believe what they're saying
 
Oooh (yeyeyeye)
Just the boys (ohohoho)
Only the boys (hehehehe)
Hohohoho, (hohohoho)
Just the boys (ohohoho)
 

Look at Me

As the soil drinks the rain
Look at me
Writing my name from the beginning
Look at me
 
Look at me letting myself loose
Being poured like a torrent
Falling, getting up laughing
Look at me rising, transforming
Learning the world by touching
 
Look at me aflame
And call me love
No matter how I'm called
Look at me aflame
And call me love
No matter how I'm called
 
As if I'm breathing for the first time
Look at me
Water running from my eyes
Look at me
 
Look at me standing
Look at me getting tangled
In the unexpected nets of the world
Becoming wind, being solved like a riddle
And you being my only complicit
 
Look at me aflame
And call me love No matter how I'm called
Look at me aflame
And call me love No matter how I'm called
 

What a Pretty Woman I Have

Versions: #1
Oooh! What a pretty woman I have.
Just by looking at her I'm afraid.
Oh! What a pretty woman I have.
My love is oh so great.
When I go to give her a kiss,
I get jealous of her lips.
 

Air of Life

I've cried a bit
and a bit I've said, 'No'.
In a while... I don't know.
I've even laughed a bit
and so have you a bit.
 
Air of life
that kills me every so often
but then consoles me.
It takes me by hand
and it tortures me later.
It messes with you.
And you think, 'What a shitty world'.
 
I always reply, 'Good'
to your 'How are you?',
but then, but then why?
I don't want to but I'm an accomplice.
 
Air of life
that kills me every so often
but then consoles me.
It takes me by hand
and it tortures me later.
It messes with you.
And you think, 'What a shitty world'.
 
Air of life
that kills me every so often
but then consoles me.
It takes me by hand
and it tortures me later.
It messes with you.
And you think, 'What a shitty world'.
And you think, 'What a world...'
 

I've been thrown out of better hearts (than yours)

Ding-dong, knock knock
I'm at the door, I knock again
Ding-dong, knock knock
And there's no answer, I'm starting to worry
Two missed calls
Were enough to know that I'm out of your life
It was clear and rude
You throw me out like a garbage can, ugh, what a day
I'm going back to where I came from, I'm around the corner
Damn it, whatever
I won't cry over it
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Ooh!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (hey!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (hey!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (hey!)
I'm the queen of endings, cause I laugh at them all
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (ah-ah!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
Im the queen of endings, cause I laugh at them all
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Ooh!)
I don't know what I was thinking
When I looked at you
I know my worth, I'm a queen
You were just there, I was bored
And I'm not a gold coin 1
But you're not a treasure either (no, no, no)
You told me some perfect poems and verse
And they were all plagiarized, you're a moron
You'll see what you're missing
I'm leaving, this is hurting me
You were just a guilty pleasure (how embarrassing!)
Not really husband material
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Hey!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Hey!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Hey!)
I'm the queen of endings, cause I laugh at them all
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (so?)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (so what? so what? so what?)
I'm the queen of endings, cause I laugh at them all
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
I'm going far away, you're a dumbass
If you think I'm going to cry
If you think I'm going to beg, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
Come on, my Sandra
The doors of the world are open for us
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (so?)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (so what? so what? so what?)
I'm the queen of endings, cause I laugh at them all
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Oh!)
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours (Ooh!)
I'm the queen of endings, cause I laugh at them all
I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours
I don't care
And I laugh about it (Amandititita)
Let them suffer, why should we?
 

• 1. Mexican idiom meaning you can't be liked by everybody. The full versions goes like this 'No soy monedita de oro para caerle bien a todos', meaning 'I am not a gold coin to be liked by all'.

A Life of Love

A life of love
and the pact between us
that time then, has fragmented by now
It’s almost winter, day after day
 
A thousand things, love, lost between us
But I would like you deep down in my heart, you know,
I took refuge with you, I never forgot
A “we’ll meet again” won’t be a “farewell”, we’ll meet again, my dear flower
Finding you to thank you again
and to swear to you again
 
A life of love, clear constellations
and going to live the pain together
Finding the sea with you, with you, for you
 
A life of love
and the pact between us
that time then, has fragmented by now
It’s almost winter, day after day
 
A thousand times, love, then strange “I would like you”s
And your lazy kisses above mine, in uncertainty
of you and every one of your caresses
A “we’ll meet again” is the last craziness
we’ll meet again and leaving you, going away
to then search for you, and all that exists
is being together with you
 
A life of love is to love blindly
Don’t think of where or what sea
It’s true loving, this loving,
loving you, only you
 

French Fry

French fry1 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
 
Whenever you look at me
I become a statue
I can't walk in an exact direction
I think I'm liking you
I'm always thinking about visiting you
But it seems as if I'm like a french fry
When I get close I can't move
I don't understand why that happens to me
I want to talk, but my voice disappears
My heartbeat begins to really accelerate
I thinking I'm going to send you a little note
With sugar, with affection and with care
To say, that I'm liking you
 
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
 
Whenever you look at me
I become a statue
I can't walk in an exact direction
I think I'm liking you
I'm always thinking about visiting you
But it seems as if I'm like a french fry
When I get close I can't move
I don't understand why that happens to me
I want to talk, but my voice disappears
My heartbeat begins to really accelerate
I thinking I'm going to send you a little note
With sugar, with affection and with care
To say, that I'm liking you
 
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
French fry 1, 2, 3
 

• 1. in the original one it's in the diminutive form

For Tomorrow...

Thank you, I don't care
I'm used to shogging
The kind smile
Above all, it hits my chest
 
A little more
I want to stay like this
The announcement of the last train
Separate us
 
To the busyness of every day
I was about to lose
Gently feel
 
For example, it becomes a piece of white snow
Let's watch over you from the distant sky
Never melt
I'm sure it will come down as many as the number of love
 
Someday by chance
I wish I could meet you
Until then, maybe a cold
Don't get caught, be fine
 
The new season
I'm coming around
My feelings are always
 
For example, it becomes a light red flower
Wrap you with a light scent
Never wither
I'm sure it will bloom in the sunlight of love
 
Feel by your side no matter where you are in the world
I will never forget that gentle voice
 
For example, it becomes a piece of white snow
Let's watch over you from the distant sky
Never melt
I'm sure it will come down as many as the number of love
For example, it becomes a light red flower
Wrap you with a light scent
Never wither
I'm sure it will bloom in the sunlight of love
 

Like This, Riding the Train

They all get off at the next station.
When the packed train
pulls into that station,
I’ll sit down.
 
Sometimes, I’m at a loss at what to do.
I want to be where I can be alone.
Yet I want to be needed
by somebody else, too.
 
Today, I’m kind of worn out.
Did I push myself too hard?
I can't become more than me.
So no-good days exist too, don't they?
 
Like this, riding the train.
I want to go any and everywhere.
A place where I can return to myself -
I wish to look for it.
Not losing to anybody -
it’s okay if I can’t grow that strong,
as is laughing slightly more tomorrow.
 
Comparing myself to other people
has left me feeling daunted.
Refusing surrender and forcing my way
turned out to be a mistake.
 
Even still, they weren’t complete failures.
Sunk in bitterness.
Of courage and kindness,
I may have learned a bit.
 
If there’s light, without doubt,
it's there so shadows can be born.
If you’re alive, days of smiling
aren't all that will come your way.
At any time, the important thing
isn’t seeking to erase those shadows.
It's walking on alongside them.
 
Like this, riding the train.
I want to go any and everywhere.
At times, let's forget everything
and take a breath. Not losing to anybody -
it’s okay if I can’t grow that strong,
as is laughing slightly more tomorrow.
 
It’s okay to laugh slightly more tomorrow.
 

Suffering

If I remember
How I am always miserable
In my entire life
That's filled with suffering
 
Even though it's just time
It will surely pass on
Like a wind
Blowing by my side
Oh... oh
Now all
I understand
Is that everything in this world
Won't last forever
Ah... ah... ah
 
Now all
I understand
Is that everything in this world
Won't last forever
Ah... ah... ah
 

Before I give up on this love...

Your trauma has faded away from you
As if it was merely something from a dream
But when I try to forget what happened with laughter
It appears clearer than ever before
 
※Before I give up on this love
I wanna say I love you once more
Even though we can't go back to the love we had
I never want to forget the memories
 
I muttered to myself,
'As time passes by, I'm sure I'll forget him'
...but then my eyes overflowed with tears
Every time my phone rings
I still think it could be you
And my heart just roars at the thought
 
Before I give up on this love
I wanna pray that someday, I'll get to sleep with you again
Even though we can't go back to the love we had
Please don't say goodbye to me
 
※ repeat
 

Moldovita (diminutive for Moldova)

Hello Moldova, bonjour Cricova,
Shalom Orhei, privet Butuceni,
I like polenta(d) with cheese(d)
And cabbage rolls(d), to many years!
 
One handy woman, lady Marita,
Cooks the pie in the kitchen (diminutives)
One gentleman Ioan, whom's a handy man,
Prepares the wine(d), to many years!
 
Chorus:
Go rita rita rita, come to Moldovita,
To see Marita, when the grapes are ripe,
Go rita rita rita, come to Moldovita,
In the autumn the grapes are ripe, to many years!
 
Hello Moldova, Milestii Mici (village name)
The wine is pouring from the barrels,
I like polenta(d) with stew(d)
Made by Marita, to many years!
 
Hello Romania, zdravstvui Russia,
Guten Tag Germany, hi United Kingdom
Laskovo prosimo, Ukraine
Europe together, to many years!
 
Chorus:
Go rita rita rita, come to Moldovita,
To see Marita, when the grapes are ripe,
Go rita rita rita, come to Moldovita,
In the autumn the grapes are ripe, to many years!
 
Cooome, welcome to my country,
To dance and to be happy every night,
Cooome, for the Moldavian Hora,
Nistru and Soroca, to many years!
 
Cooome, be part of Castle Mimi
Tighina and Purcari Everynight
Cooome, girls with bows
Singing gypsies, to many years!
To many years!
 

What the World Wants from Me

Hey, I want to be a hero
The kind that flies and flits
 
Do-do-doo
Do-do-doo
But who am I
to say something like that?
 
When I burn my microwave meals
and, as it is, I just meander and wonder,-
 
Do-do-doo
Do-do-doo
What am I going to do?
Where am I going?
And why am I even going?
 
They say that there's a ceiling of ambitions
shining down on us
like a starry sky
 
I don't know at all,
what the world wants from me now
I just want to live with joy beside me
 
Hey, how to be a hero?
The kind that will be remembered someday?
 
Do-do-doo
Do-do-doo
Definitely not like this,
with my socks on backwards
 
I don't know how to do 'adult things'
The entryway's overflowing with papers again
 
Do-do-doo
Do-do-doo
What I do know is,
I want to have purpose
As does everyone else, too
 
They say that there's a ceiling of ambitions
shining down on us
like a starry sky
 
I don't know at all,
what the world wants from me now
I just want to live with joy beside me
 
There are a hundred stories here
that want to shine
There are a hundred stories here
that want to soar
 
I don't know at all,
what the world wants from me now
Is this not adequate?
 
They say that there's a ceiling of ambitions
shining down on us
like a starry sky
 
I don't know at all,
what the world wants from me now
I just want to live with joy beside me
 
Now, I left my gas station buddies
And I set out into the open world,-
 
Do-do-doo
Do-do-doo
Just to find out, once again
how difficult it is
to find your purpose in life
 

In My Life

In my life,
there has been no one who
stopped thinking about you
but now I have you.
 
In my life,
there has never been anyone
who lost you in my eyes
but now I have you.
 
You did not ask me for anything,
you did not want anything,
you just never said
'I love you.'
 
In my life,
I never said thank you because
no one ever thought I had
to thank you.
 
You did not ask me for anything,
you did not want anything,
you just never said
'I love you.'
 
In my life,
I never said thank you because
no one ever thought I had
to thank you—
thank you.
 

The Neverending Story

I wrote a letter that can sing
For all the days you'll want to sleep
400 strokes into the heart
Runs across the sea like two guns
But now I don't run anymore ... I don't run anymore
 
Erotic postcards in bars
Elders who play Briscola1
I could read your soul
Behind the black Rayban lenses
Yes, of your Raybans
 
A German was playing Wonderwall at a bonfire
At night he played at being an artist
While you smiled and didn't look, no
My sweet Insta Venus
That you were the best summer of my life is the truth
It felt like The Neverending Story and maybe it was just happiness
 
And how good we are at pretending
To not have feelings
And we are as happy as Easter, yes
But Easter 20202
 
And you said you loved my lisp
But now who knows what you think
Being happy lasts the time of a dance
Between Dustin and Nancy3
 
A German was playing Wonderwall at a bonfire
At night he played at being an artist
While you smiled and didn't look, no
My sweet Insta Venus
That you were the best summer of my life is the truth
It felt like The Neverending Story and maybe it was just happiness
 
Punk soul and Peter Pan eyes
A poem in the toilet of a bar
A song that will not end ...
Wait, wait, wait ... how was it?
 
A German was playing Wonderwall at a bonfire
With the text written over the handkerchief
And we are just monsters with a big fear
Of finding a child under the bed
 
You blushed but without a reason
Comfortable inside a cliché
You fell in love and not with me ...
... or maybe yes?
 
I lost my baby teeth
Because I have grown up
I used you as an answer
But you were a million questions
 

• 1. a popular Italian card game
• 2. a reference to the lockdowns in Italy during the COVID-19 pandemic
• 3. characters from the TV series 'Stranger Things'

The Lit Candles

Not with one nor with two, count three or count four
I swear to you, my friend, not even with twenty do I get drunk
How pleasant it would be to die of a drunken binge
And a dark-skinned Colombian to dance wherever he wants
 
With four packages of candles, the Tía María sang1
With four packages of candles, and I took half
With four packages of candles given to me by Jesus Maria2
I want to stay up all night until the sun warms up
Though they say it's already over, there's stuff happening in Palenque3
I want to stay up all night until the sun warms up
 
- Hey, blondie, when did you get here and when are you leaving?
- I got here tomorrow and I'm leaving yesterday
- Are you woman or devil? Again saying things backwards
 
I'm going to ask you a favor, the day that I die
Let the drums play for me, and some bagpipes might be good
Since I am very poor, I recommend my drum
Hand it over with my fife, oh, to my beloved
 
With four packages of candles, the Tía María sang
With four packages of candles, and I took half
With four packages of candles given to me by Jesus Maria
I want to stay up all night until the sun warms up
Though they say it's already over, there's stuff happening in Palenque
I want to stay up all night until the sun warms up
 
Greetings to the beautiful land of Pambele4
Palenque!
 

• 1. An alcoholic drink, whose name means 'Aunt Maria':
• 2. A city in Jalisco, Mexico, known for its tequila:
• 3. A village in Colombia, also known as the first site of a slave rebellion in the Americas:
• 4. Antonio Cervantes (aka Kid Pambele) is a Colombian boxing trainer and former two time world Jr. Welterweight champion, who was born in Palenque:

So-and-so

So-and-so1has fallen in love
She embarked it without the fear of falling
Without yielding any steps throughout the path
From there she'd go until the end
 
Where was that going to?
And the fear crept up slowly
But the desire to dream
Took its place
 
Crazy about the goal, the clock kept ticking
And life was far from existing
When the world began to open
So-and-so began to understand
That it was the bridge to fulfill her dream
 
Where was the bridge going to?
And the fear crept up slowly
But the desire to dream
Took its place
 

• 1. Fulana is a way to express someone with no name, and in this case it's a woman and in the original it's in the diminutive form.