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Класа

Седиш ти за баром и наручујеш
После ме очима гађаш
Ја сам с друге планете
Ти си мамин син
 
Слушај, наиграла сам се играчкама
Желим неког ко ми не натура кочнице
Неког да има храбрости
Неког да жели проблеме
 
А ти си класа, класа, класа
Не подносиш
А ти си класа, класа, класа
Не подносиш, mi amor
 
А ти си класа, не подносиш
и конкуренција излази
а ти си класа, просто се не смирујеш
док ме имаш само за себе
 
Ти си класа! Чувам ти место
али да те чекам то ужасно мрзим
Излудећу те, не волим то
ако не дођеш одмах до мене.
 
Чувам ти место!
 
/ромски
/ромски
 
Седаш преко пута мене и почиње се,
који од два погледа ћеш измучити
Једном си помазио мачку
али она сасвим није кротка
 
Ко од нас двоје ће се напити?
Ко од нас двоје ће терати инат до краја?
ОК, признајем, добар си,
таквог одавно тражим.
 
А ти си класа, класа, класа
Не подносиш
А ти си класа, класа, класа
Не подносиш, mi amor
 
А ти си класа, не подносиш
и конкуренција излази
а ти си класа, просто се не смирујеш
док ме имаш само за себе
 
Ти си класа! Чувам ти место
али да те чекам то ужасно мрзим
Излудећу те, не волим то
ако не дођеш одмах до мене.
 
Чувам ти место!
 
Волим те, љубави, љубави, љубави
Волим те, љубави, љубави, љубави,
Волим те, љубави, љубави, љубави
Волим те, љубави, љубави
 
А ти си класа, класа, класа
Не подносиш
А ти си класа, класа, класа
Не подносиш, mi amor
 
А ти си класа, не подносиш
и конкуренција излази
а ти си класа, просто се не смирујеш
док ме имаш само за себе
 
Ти си класа! Чувам ти место
али да те чекам то ужасно мрзим
Излудећу те, не волим то
ако не дођеш одмах до мене.
 
Чувам ти место!
 

Receive You ~North Star~

In a city where the flowers of hope never bloom
Tears of sadness are shed
Palms stained with the blood of loved ones
A cry from the past, the unfulfilled wishes
 
From this nightmare that came real,
I wake up
These fists are only decoration
I’m gonna bring you down!
 
I receive your dream
If you run away
I receive your pride
You’re already dead
I receive your dream
If you don’t run, put up a fight
I receive your pride
In the end, you’re already dead
 
If you pluck out your eyes,
You’ll still see, won’t you?
Finding myself in despair
I can only dream of nothing
 
The one you love
Is in your heart
Your trembling feet
Strongly step forward
 
In such a fragile future,
to think it’ll still function
The boy becomes a hero
That’s when I’ll rise!
 
I receive your dream
Don’t run away
I receive your pride
You’re still alive
I receive your dream
I’ll take you far away
I receive your pride
You’ll change
 
The world will change
With your fist
I receive your dream
If you run away
I receive your pride
You’re already dead
I receive your dream
If you don’t run, put up a fight
I receive your pride
In the end, you’re already dead
 
I receive your dream
If you run away
I receive your pride
You’re already dead
I receive your dream
If you don’t run, put up a fight
I receive your pride
In the end, I’ll kill you
 

Piano without keys

Boring city - piano without keys.
Endless gray silence.
From the walls, your posters
stare at me with thousands of faces.
 
I walk with the sticky wind,
he takes away the dream somewhere.
Headlights tear away the darkness for a moment,
blinded I stop in front of the advertising wall.
 
I will turn my back on all dark thoughts,
I will cross the city alone.
And I will write on your posters
your name to infinity.
 
Boring city - piano without keys.
Endless gray silence.
From the walls, your posters
stare at me with thousands of faces.
 
I will turn my back on all dark thoughts,
I will cross the city alone.
And I will write on your posters
your name to infinity.
 

The last morning

You came to me. The spring was the most beautiful one when you came to me
If I only knew what I know now, when you were by me. Now it is too late.
 
In love, we sat on the balcony and got drunk
We shared one more bottle and made love until we fell asleep.
 
And when we woke up, the room was bright and the street outside was as full of live and vivid as me
And in a bed on the third floor we drank tea with milk and honey
You had a guitar and I played, you danced
 
That summer. We went out to Lidingö and on the way back home
we ran over a bird and buried it somewhere by a lake
 
When autumn came, you said that now it feels like it's starting over again
But I was just quiet and empty when autumn came and summer died
 
But it happens that I pass by the house you lived in
It happens that I see you from time to time
We believed that we got it. We closed our eyes and laughed
We took everything we could get. I wonder what we were thinking
 
That morning. I remember you there on the window the in last morning
Something happened at that night but in the morning everything was over.
 

She dances alone

[Verse 1]
Her reflection in the window
Seems so mat and worn out
And outside the windowpane
Fades slowly the city light
 
[Verse 2]
With closed eyes
In the pale light of a neon
She thinks of good times
Hears music and dances alone
 
[Refrain]
She dances alone
The music in her ear's core
She dances alone
As thousand times before
 
She was never like others
And she never wants to be
Her own life is what she lives
She dances alone, and she is free
 
[Verse 3]
Her song tells about freedom
About sunshine and light
About courage and confidence
Tells about being different
 
[Verse 4]
Tells about relieved hours
About fear and loneliness
But she doesn't regrets anything
She hears music, and dances alone
 
[Refrain]
She dances alone
The music in her ear's core
She dances alone
As thousand times before
 
She was never like others
And she never wants to be
Her own life is what she lives
She is free
 
[Refrain - again]
She dances alone
The music in her ear's core
She dances alone
As thousand times before
 
She was never like others
And she never wants to be
Her own life is what she lives
She is free
 
[Verse 5]
When it becomes dark around her
In the night, inside dances she
Her own life is what she lives
She dances alone, and she is free
 

S-Class Girl

You're my S-class* girl, everyone falls in love with you at once.
And gives you cars and diamonds, but this is not enough for you.
You're my S-class girl, everyone falls in love with you at once.
And gives you cars and diamonds, but this is not enough for you.
 
[Hook]
Moscow, Jumeirah, summer all year long.
White sand, she's stripped again.
She's standing at the pier waiting for the prince.
New Moscow, a new beginning from some things.
All is clear with her, without any words.
She'll get everything without even opening her mouth.
The green president cheers with delight.
The start tears the souls down, it's so popular.
I'm so close to you, do you feel my heat?
Let's get out to you and put a fire.
Let's call your friends and sit down in the front row.
You know nothing calms down, calms us all down.
That's MC Doni, we're in your house.
You're dancing naked, it turns me on.
Long night, then a delicious breakfast.
So until then...I'm going to 'Like' you.
 
You're my S-class girl, everyone falls in love with you at once.
And gives you cars and diamonds, but this is not enough for you.
You're my S-class girl, everyone falls in love with you at once.
And gives you cars and diamonds, but this is not enough for you.
 
[Hook]
Knows my name like Louis Prado, Gucci.
Knows my name, knows Donny is the best.
My hungry eyes, they make you shudder.
Elite girl, we're the same.
Her choice of life - only Luxury style.
When has met me with her - didn't earn a profit.
That type of girls - my rhythm and blues.
Electrolux is responsible for all homework.
She's one of the most beautiful girls.
Only she who is beautiful, her Benjamin* hairs.
A glass of Chateau Margo, the kisses by the fireplace.
She is my princess, the scent of jasmine.
Praying to her chambers - my life is raspberry.
MC Doni, we're in your house.
You're dancing naked, it turns me on.
Long night, then a delicious breakfast.
So until then...I'm going to 'Like' you
 
х2
You're my S-class girl, everyone falls in love with you at once.
And gives you cars and diamonds, but this is not enough for you.
You're my S-class girl, everyone falls in love with you at once.
And gives you cars and diamonds, but this is not enough for you.
 

Lower class clown

Have always been best in class
 
If you build houses with walls
out of pizza box
and meet the sunrise
in a stairwell
Hard to identify
red dress adrift
You fix the door with thumbtacks
 
If you drift all night
in the open eye of the seas
They tear the whole place down
but you stay for a while
Newly in love, overripe
You see every single leaf on the tree
Yet it all goes to hell1
 
The lower class clown
is best in class
The lower class clown
is best in class
The lower class clown
is best in class
Like the middle class clown
to the upper class clown
The lower class clown
has always been best in class
 
If your little balaclava
is knitted green and blue
Like your beautiful eyes
Are all I dare to believe in
If you are planting flowers
on street number 28
The urban desert makes you thirsty
but they force you to spit
 
If you belong to the profession group
unemployment experience
So secularised
You refuse to think it is over
But the table of contents
You table of contents
Is the worst thing you have heard
 
The lower class clown
is best in class
The lower class clown
is best in class
The lower class clown
is best in class
Like the middle class clown
to the upper class clown
The lower class clown
has always been best in class
 
The lower class clown
is best in class
The lower class clown
is best in class
Like the middle class clown
to the upper class clown
The lower class clown
has always been best in class
 

• 1. Literal translation: 'to the forest'

Now we are the first-graders

The Autumn has come,
It's the time to get ready
For a big house called 'a school'.
Our game in a kindergarden
Finished yesterday.
Everything passed and won't return.
Our game in a kindergarden
Finished yesterday.
Everything passed and won't return.
 
The chorus:
Children named Seryozha and Natashka,
Now we are the first-graders,
We look down on our yesterday's friends,
They, children named Marina, Sasha, Vadik,
Left in a kindergarden
They haven't heard a school bell ringing yet.
They haven't heard a school bell ringing yet.
 
Children don't sleep in class,
It's only our pens creak
On an exercize book on penmanship.
But we write so
That all letters are crooked.
Well, for what sins did have we got such sufferings?!
But we write so
That all letters are crooked.
Well, for what sins did have we got such sufferings?!
 
The chorus.
 
It will be soon that we will know
How to read and count,
How to conduct chemistry experiments,
Because we have come to learn from you
In the 1st form,
We can congratulate each other with this fact.
Because we have come to learn from you
In the 1st form,
We can congratulate each other with this fact.
 
The chorus.
 

X-Class Cash

Uwowowoo, uwowowoo
Money, money, money, money, hoo
 
Every day you pamper me.
You want to give me so much.
I bask in your luxury.
You can afford a lot today.
 
I'm attracted by your cash,
X-Class Mercedes.
Your money, money tempts me (oh yeah).
I'm attracted by your cash.
I'm greedy for it all the time.
When you satisfy my whims, I want more (I want more) x2
 
Don't ask me anymore (don't ask)
what I feel when (what I feel)
I have what I want (I have what I want).
It's not your touch,
not your strong style.
You know what I'm crazy about.
 
I'm attracted by your cash,
X-Class Mercedes.
Your money, money tempts me (oh yeah).
I'm attracted by your cash.
I'm greedy for it all the time.
When you satisfy my whims, I want more (I want more) x2
 
Oh yeah,
I want more.
 
Money, money, money, money, hoo
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money
 
I'm attracted by your cash,
X-Class Mercedes.
I'm attracted by your cash.
I'm greedy for it all the time.
 
I'm attracted by your cash,
X-Class Mercedes.
Your money, money tempts me.
I'm attracted by your cash.
I'm greedy for it all the time.
When you satisfy my whims, I want more (I want more) x2
 
Uwowowoo, uwowowoo
Money, money, money, money, hoo
 

Natashka First-grader

The scarlet clusters of rowanberries twinkle.
Like hundreds of cheerful flames.
Today I am not going to school alone,
But with my younger little sister.
 
(My) Little sister Natashka is now a first-grader
Now she is a schoolgirl.
And all our street knows about it.
And all our country knows about it.
 
And a new dress, and a new school bag
Suit her pretty well, they say.
I am the first to open for her the school gate
Not wihtout reason I am the elder brother!
 
(My) Little sister Natashka is now a first-grader
Now she is a schoolgirl.
And all the street knows about it.
And all our country know about it.
 
And everybody around gives her a smile
And waving at us, as we are passing by.
And I myself become as a grown-up
I take my little sister to school.
 
(My) Little sister Natashka is now a first-grader
Now she is a schoolgirl.
And all the street knows about it.
And all our country know about it.
 

Classmate

Michael Wuture song of a future. Black Star created
 
She doesn't go to the clubs anymore,
She does not need it.
She does not waste time on promenades.
You will not find her in a cafe: she is at the gym all day!
There she shakes her 'Uuhhh !!!', so that everyone would go nuts!
She does not get acquainted in a traffic jam and on the way home,
Anyone would dream of being with a girl like her ...
She takes off the high heels, gets under the sheets, in front of the screen
in search of ... a new partner.
 
I'm already online, feeling at home like Hugh Hefner.
Baby, excuse me, but I know what the deal is ...
I see you online, I'm checking your Profile,
Bikini, Photo Session, baby, this is Style!
I'm turned on by your looks and the look at you from behind.
Write it down, hey! here is my number by the way.
On the phone we'll just ask each other 'How are you'
At the entrance to your house awaits you a white 'R-8'.
 
We are on the net together (Yee-e ...)
Changing the roles (Yeah!)
Come to my club (Uuhhh!)
Type in the password
'Not looking for a relationship!' (No)
- Status glows ...
Baby, you're mine ...
Ouhh! Classmate!
 
A million girls flash around me,
But I don't care about them, I need just one.
I've always looked for someone like you, baby ...
You are my dream - Internet star ...
 
She will leave in the morning, and I'll check the schedule.
Monday on the network - such huge traffic.
Moscow City does not sleep - the roads are full,
And I punch in lines in front of the screen.
 
I understand why the markets on the planet crashed,
Because all of the offices are on the net!
And now the causes of the crisis are clear to me:
Office girls want to be in Show Business!
 
Baby!
If you feel the attraction,
Then write me a message,
And this night's adventure...
The continuation is waiting for you ...
 
Baby!
If you feel the attraction,
Then write me a message,
And this night's adventure...
The continuation is waiting for you!
 
We are online together (Yee-e ...)
Changing the roles (Yeah!)
Come to my club (Uuhhh!)
Type in the password
'Not looking for a relationship!' (No)
- Status glows ...
Baby, you're mine ...
Ouhh! Classmate!
 
A million girls flash around me,
But I don't care about them, I need just one.
I've always looked for someone like you, baby ...
You are my dream - Internet star ...
 
In St. Petersburg there are classmates
And in Moscow, too, there are classmates,
And in Odessa are all my classmates,
South of Russia, Rostov - classmates,
And in Siberia, too, there are classmates,
Even in Alma-Ata, I have classmates,
Riga, Tallinn, Perm - classmates,
This is International Classmates!
 
A million girls flash around me,
But I don't care about them, I need just one.
I've always looked for someone like you, baby ...
You are my dream - Internet star ...
 
We are online together (Yee-e ...)
Changing the roles (Yeah!)
Come to my club (Uuhhh!)
Type in the password
'Not looking for a relationship!' (No)
- Status glows ...
Everything will change ...
Ouhh! Everything will change!
 

Bad girl

Bad girl,
I'm running after you
and I'm asking the wind
whether you love me.
In the eyes well up
the bitter tears.
I can't catch my breath,
but you don't understand.
 
Ooh, bad girl,
I'm asking the wind
whether you love me.
Ooh, bad girl,
I can't catch my breath,
but you don't understand.
 
The days are flying away,
I'm no longer asking,
I'm not searching for the traces
of my love.
Now you're asking
whether I love you.
Bad girl,
I'm no longer running.
 
Ooh, bad girl,
I'm not searching for the traces
of my love.
Ooh, bad girl,
bad girl,
I'm no longer running. (x2)
 

You're a river

You're a river, a fraction of a river
and you're drifting along a wild whirlpool.
Just born, just began to see -
you disappear somewhere in the river ebullience.
 
You feel only her eternal rush.
You die - she is still drifting along.
And where is your inaccessible riverside?
You're a river, a fraction of a river.
 
And where is your inaccessible riverside?
You're a river, a fraction of a river. (x2)
 
You're a river, a fraction of a river
and you're drifting along a wild whirlpool.
Just born, just began to see -
you disappear somewhere in the river ebullience.
 
And where is your inaccessible riverside?
You're a river, a fraction of a river. (x2)
 

In the class talks to me

In the class talks to me...
In the class talks to me...
 
In the class talks to me ,,be an artist'
The teacher talks to me ,,be an artist'
Why?
For why?
 
The actor in the stree all cognates
The smile of actor pleasantly glitz
Why?
For why?
 
Will must be every day to talk by text
Will must be every evening mournly - mournly cry
Why?
For why?
 
In the class talks to me ,,be an artist'
The teacher talk to me ,,be an artist'
Why?
For why?
 
The actor in scene was rating, don't errors
Tribune with flowers immediately gets blomming
Why?
For why?
 
Nothing will be rest beyond foreign text
Nothing will be needful after public performance
Why?
For why?
 

Classic Roses

How beautiful, how fresh the roses were in
My garden yard! Oh, how they charmed my gaze!
Oh, how I begged the spring night frosty weather
To never touch them with the cold hand graze!
I.P. Myatlev, 1843.
 
In those times when sweet dreams swarmed in the air,
Engaged the hearts of people with plain truths,
How beautiful, how fresh the roses were then,
So full of my love, glory, and spring youth!
 
The years have passed, and tears flow everywhere...
My homeland's gone with all who lived thereon...
How nice and fresh now roses are, I swear,
Of recollections of the days bygone!
 
Yet days march on - the storms subside already.
And Russia yearns to get back on its feet...
How sweet the roses will be, fresh and heady,
The ones my land throws in my graveyard pit!
 
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