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With Ginger

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I’ve never eaten such dishes before,
That you serve me
I used to grab anything, just to have
Kilojules, so I could fight
 
Kilojules, to have something to fight about
Evil gesture, the key-word
Now I’m waiting for you to cut the parsley
To add sugar, pick lilac
 
With ginger, with ginger, ginger, ginger
 
I like the taste, even though I’m not used to it, I’m not used go it
I got angular taste buds, too shallow
I try and don’t want to offend you, it’s nonsense after all
I don’t want you to know my previous diet, again
 
I’ve never eaten such dishes before,
That you serve me
I used to grab anything, just to have
Kilojules, so I could fight
 
Kilojules, to have something to fight about
Evil gesture, the key-word
Now you want to sweetly sleep with me,
I devour your every dream, except
 
Ginger futures with the taste of cables, taste of anger
How could we omit this small difference, the polar opposite
And how could we omit that you need someone else
Who smells like ginger, ginger, ginger, ginger
 

Together with ginger

I've never eaten such foods before,
That you serve me
I used to take anything, just to have kilojoules for beating
 
Kilojoules to fight about anything,
Vile gesture, the key-word
Now I wait as you chop the herbs,
Add sugar, pick the lilac
 
Together with ginger, together with ginger, with ginger, with ginger
 
I like it, even though I hadn't got used to it, I'm not used to it,
My taste-buds are angular, too shallow
I do my best, I don't want to offend you, it's unimportant anyways
I don't want you to know
My ex-diet
 
I've never eaten such foods before,
That you serve me
I used to take anything, just to have kilojoules for beating
 
Kilojoules to fight about anything,
Vile gesture, the key-word
Now you want to sleep sweetly with me,
I imbibe your every single dream, except
 
Ginger futures, with a taste of cables, with a taste of fury
How did we miss that small difference, the opposite pole
And how did we miss that
You need someone else already
Who smells with ginger, with ginger, with ginger, with ginger
 

The beginning

Dreams buried in the attic
They can not sleep anymore
Summer is coming
One of those love years
 
Pain underfoot
Pests live under voltage
Bad memories from the memory of the wind
A deck of new cards
The day smells like a beginning
Why a serious face?
When the world is doing well
 
I do not want to go against the wind
When it blows in the right direction
I do not want to run to the stars
Let the stars run to me
I do not want to capture the day
When I have weeks in my hand
So nice
It's so nice
 
I do not want to go against the wind
When it blows in the right direction
In the end, I have my time
It's probably a good moment
I do not want to run to the stars
Run to the stars,
 
The street sings loudly
Despite the lack of words
The river of throat spills onto an empty square
 
I have a new bang and sound
And I have new people
They are haunted by a new spirit
Nobody will sleep anymore
The new sun will burn us pavements
We will see the world of naked nude girls
 
I do not want to go against the wind
When it blows in the right direction
I do not want to run to the stars
Let the stars run to me
I do not want to capture the day
When I have weeks in my hand
So nice
It's so nice
 
I do not want to go against the wind
When it blows in the right direction
In the end, I have my time
It's probably a good moment
I do not want to run to the stars
Run to the stars