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Bonfire

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When all is fine, the old man says :
'Someday every bonfire will blow out,
And the winds will carry the ashes off,
However, while the fire still brazens,
Everyone holds onto it's warmth,
Whether for bitter seasons or cold months.'
 
When nights grow old, they barely light a flame,
Gathering strength and firewood,
They waste not, sparing the forest.
But sometimes there be a fellow,
He'll get it all wrong,
And his fire will reach the heavens.
 
And all is not fine, yet it isn't over,
The light of day hasn't faded yet,
And not everyone regrets the great fire, and God protects me.
 
He who was wise would save his fire,
He accepted he could not warm others,
until a warmer season,
But without pain he survived until a warmer day.
Yet you were wrong, you let it all go in an instant,
And within an hour it all burned out,
And yet in this hour, we were all warm inside.
 
And all is not fine, yet it isn't over,
The light of day hasn't faded yet,
And not everyone regrets the great fire, and God protects me.
 

Jerusalem

Jerusalem, my home,
Save me!
Join me,
Don't leave me here!
 
x2
My place is not here,
My kingdom is not here,
Save me,
Come with me!
 
Save, save, save me,
Do not leave me here!
Save me, save me, save me,
Do not leave me here!
 
My place is not here,
My kingdom is not here,
Save me,
Come with
 
Save, save, save me,
Do not leave me here!
Save me, save me, save me,
Do not leave me here!
 

Kosovo Peonies

She dreamt a big dream Rada from Kosovo,
She was grieving for her dear, beloved in her arms
She was grieving for her dear, beloved in her arms
 
Hey dear, dear plant peonies,
I will water, and you the roots, let them grow young,
I will water, and you the roots, let them grow young.
 
Do you see dear, the long field, there are no peonies
only rocks, angry thorns take a nap under the clouds
only rocks, angry thorns take a nap under the clouds
 
Hey dear, dear plant peonies,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young.
 
To blossom the flat field around the monastery,
and that the shepherd playing the flute under the hill,
and that the shepherd playing the flute under the hill.
 
Hey dear, dear plant peonies,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young.
 

Where have you been, my child

Where have you been, (was) my child

Sniffing of an allergic person

Allergy is tickling in my nose as I saunter
through avenues, but I feel good, life is fine here
in my blooming country.
I've got watery eyes and am coughing slightly
because of the pollen falling on my face,
I don't believe the alarming news,
I feel just fine here.
 
Intertwined lovers in fresh grass
and screaming children in the sandpit,
I trust my own mind the most,
body is my shelter.
Now the doctors are bleeding me,
so that the infection wouldn't cause,
that I might also infect my beloved*
country that is very lively indeed.
 
Famous spring apathy
and long queue before pharmacy,
me and you, we're smoking at the Slavia match,
then later along the waterfront in tram.
Not far from here there is a gallery,
I know the gatekeeper and for one litre of rum
you'll see the paintings of masters from Italy
and the gatekeeper being drunk as a skunk as well.
 
I like admiring things and I like being admired,
sing a song of the one who gives you bread**,
I sing for whom I happen to meet,
I do everything to stay alive.
'Cause the doctors are bleeding me,
the infection has progressed in me,
if it can't be solved by reason, it must be solved by force,
where is the bugger hidden?
 
Notes of noble dialogues,
quotes of great men and women,
Smoke signals from the mouths of demagogues,
my home is here - my flourishing country.
Swollen face is the ticket to a legion,
the shadows of fatties on the slim curves of paths,
a partisan attacked by lethargy,
ingenuous victory of promises and gestures.
 
In T. G. Masaryk primary school,
last history teacher is whining there,
bored students are not interested in the lectures,
the future of our nation is quite off-topic.
The doctors had been bleeding me,
the infection of pressure has withdrawn,
I will leave my beloved*
country that forgot, that Kryl had existed.
 

Tokyo starlit sky

Thinking about you the day comes to an end
And a sigh escapes me again tonight
I live in this city where we lived together
I feel like we will meet again before long
 
Ah ... what a beautiful starlit night!
Ah ... a sad dream
Ah ... now embrace the radiance of love
Ah ... softly hug me
Alone…
 
Ripples that stir up sweet memories
Sleeping this night with the lingering scent
Leaving the lace curtain open
Drunk with the kisses we exchanged then
 
Ah ... at least I want to hear your voice
Ah ... Looking up at the sky
Ah ... Not hearing anything
Ah ... alone in this city
Waiting
 
Ah ... at least I want to hear your voice
Ah ... Looking up at the sky
Ah ... Not hearing anything
Ah ... alone in this city
Waiting
 

I'm your silence

Versions: #1
I'll tell you now what I am, and what not to you.
Expected if you nice songs about you,
praising song about you I will not be,
what else could I be but silence to you.
 
The word is good: I'm silence, I'm your silence.
If you like me like this I could stay here,
you can sit bearing that songs don't praise you,
no sign, nor flame but silence reaching to the sky.
 
I'll continue what I am, and what not to you.
Expected if you flame, that I can't be,
lean over me and see that I'm ashes,
you could tell only your future from me.
 
I told you now what I am, and what not to you.
Expected if you nice songs about you,
praising song about you I will not be,
what else could I be but silence to you.
 

Yell and response

(Fure Fure)
A place where your dreams come true
(Fure Fure)
To tomorrow Oh ...
Forever
 
The stones that kicked off with all one's might
Boring everyday and goodbye
With all your hope
If you take off your pajamas
Let's go to your own future
 
Always tomorrow
You see, no one knows
Adventure Hajimari
 
(Fure Fure)
A place where your dreams come true
(Fure Fure)
There is a song only for us
To the world (tomorrow) that I have never seen
Let's go Oh ...
Let's go all the time
Youth who rushed out
I met an important companion
Put all your thoughts on it
If you spin a song
Let's draw your own future
 
Always tomorrow
You see, no one knows
Tokimeki is waiting
 
(Fure Fure)
There is a song for you
(Fure Fure)
So that my voice can reach you
Now to the best stage
Let's go Oh ...
I'm sure I'll go
 
Every time I stumble
That day's dream
She's been here because she's not the only one who has no dreams to come true without fear to inspire me again
 
(Fure Fure)
A song to sing for you
(Fure Fure)
Until my voice dies
To that place again
Let's go Oh ...
let's go! !!
(Ooooo)
 
(Fure Fure)
A place where your dreams come true
(Fure Fure)
There is a song only for us Now, to the world (tomorrow) that we have never seen
Let's go Oh ...
Let's go forever
 

Listening to the rain

It's raining on my town
Oh, does it annoy me!
Without you, I am, now
What a pain!
 
I listen to the rain
While stroking my sweet dreams1
Your love for me, so big
How important it is!
 
What a nasty weather
At which to stare outside!
Your love for me - crucial2
May we see each other!3
 
I listen to the rain
While stroking my sweet dreams1
Your love for me, so big
How important it is!
 

• lit. 'caressing my dreams of you'
• 2. 'It's important for me that you love me'
• 3. lit. 'And tomorrow we'll see each other'

Red Rose

A red rose and a heart of love
His love remains forever
The sound of a whisper, the heartbeat
And I am yours, after and after
1, 2, 3
Fiery Fiery, your love is never extinguished
fiery fiery
Burning thorns and mouths
fiery fiery
Night with my eyes
my heart is broken
My heart is not enough for you
Me and you in the nest, let's write
His love remains forever, the hard number
A red rose and a heart of love
The sound of a whisper, the heartbeat
His love is forever
And I am yours, after and after
His love is forever
And I am yours, after and after
Red rose, heart of love
The world is sweet and love grows
More and more every second
Do not be upset this night
And the nest after it is tricky
 

Equator Belle, Thump!

Doki! Thump! Doki! Thump!!
Red, bright sunshine, is frizzling and scorching.
You are making unconcerned face. When you take a step,
heatwave will liven up.
 
Hey, your eye sight is just like a shadowgraph in the summer.
Even I glance from stylish sunglasses,
I will be nervous when I meet your eye sight.
 
Mind circuit is short out. Fuse is about to burn out.
My jagged heart is about to jaggedly ripped apart.
 
You are Equator belle. Love is scorching subtropics.
You are Equator belle. I might be burnt when I hug you.
Doki! Thump! Doki! Thump!!
 
A phantom that jumped into the blue pool.
Time has cut out your youth intact.
The afterimage is drawn from it.
 
Dream is shutdown. Alarm bell is ringing.
My jagged scenery is about to jaggedly cracked.
 
You are Equator belle. Love is scorching subtropics.
You are Equator belle. I might be burnt when I hug you.
Doki! Thump! Doki! Thump!!
 
Mind circuit is short out. Fuse is about to burn out.
My jagged heart is about to jaggedly ripped apart.
 
You are Equator belle. Love is scorching subtropics.
You are Equator belle. I might be burnt when I hug you.
 
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Hajde da plešemo noćas

Svetlost plavih zvezda izdaleka
blista pored plaže
Večeras takođe, večeras takođe
pljusci talasa šušte oko nas
 
Svetlucanje zvezda je poput
lustera prekrasnog noćnog neba
Dok svitanje, dok svitanje
ne dođe hajde da plešemo
 
Da, plešem dušo
Da, plešem
Plesaću cele ove noći
 
Svetlost plavog neba iznad talasa
nestaje kraj obale
Sledeći dan, sledeći dan
će doći dovoljno skoro
 
Svetlost plavih zvezda izdaleka
blista pored plaže
Večeras takođe, večeras takođe
pljusci talasa šušte oko nas
 
Svetlucanje zvezda je poput
lustera prekrasnog noćnog neba
Dok svitanje, dok svitanje
ne dođe hajde da plešemo
 
Da, plešem dušo
Da, plešem
Plesaću cele ove noći
 
Svetlost plavog neba iznad talasa
nestaje kraj obale
Sledeći dan, sledeći dan
će doći dovoljno skoro
 

The raven

A calm midnight
While my soul was wandering
down the pages of a book
searching for some peace of mind
and almost asleep
I felt a faint sound
as if softly
without hitting too much
to not make noise
someone asks 'are you there?'
without hitting too much
 
In the urging cold
an ember was dying
getting lost in the blackness
of that firewood
unable as my reading
of making less harsh
my life without Lenore
who despite resting in peace
didn't make me calm
to be ever able
to see her nevermore
 
But the uncertain worry
by the noise of the door
scared me for whatever
was behind it
was it someone or not
the wood creaking
was bothering my heart
but I searched in my reasoning
for any explanation
maybe it's the wind
there must be nothing more
 
But the noise persisted
though only myself heard it
because I was crumbling in that
without thinking of anything else
then I went to open the door
but when it was opened
it didn't say anymore
than when a minute ago
didn't let me see anything
because the closed night
was shadow and nothing more
 
Impossible thoughts
in a shiver
I had now and I don't tell them
even if I were wordier
in the heat of the moment
because I said 'Lenore'
and in the voracious silence
of the night there was nothing more
than an repeating echo
as if it digested
that name once more
 
Calm and disenchanted
I was finishing
the issue when that noise
begins once more
disturbing the sadness
in the quietness of my room
the impatience makes me wild
without expecting anything more
I fully open the window
and raise the curtain
without knowing what's behind
 
And an extract of blackness
of the huge dark night
cut in the figure
of a big bird of prey
came in easily
raising its beak
with an arrogant gesture
and perched quietly
at the feet of the bed
and in that attitude
remained there like that
 
As in front of a bad joke
when I felt sad
my face has turned
into a sarcastic frown
before such appearance
and without expecting an answer
I said for the sake of it
'Hello, what's your name?'
and I remained frozen
when fiercely the raven
responded 'Nevermore'
 
I didn't remain surprised
by the lack of sense
I gave to that answer
because I wasn't expecting anything
from such a grotesque figure
but its lively expression
impressed me much more
though I said to myself
that maybe the raven learned the sound
from some regretful master
who repeated it too much
 
Staring at my visitor
that a moment ago
was not sticking
its dark face before my eyes
I said 'probably
like many other people
sooner or later
you will leave someday'
and the raven confidently
after a short impasse
said loudly 'Nevermore'
 
I thought, what a skill
has this guessing raven
to emit its caw
in the moment I want
to be assisted the most
if losing a beloved person
could ever be something
that brings you closer
to another aching soul
or its echo reduced
to the phrase nevermore
 
To the vanishing light
of the candle that barely
lightened the night
what was seen the most
was a shining eye
of that raven insisting
in fix its eyes on me
it stared and I stared
but I remained sitting
in the chair that Lenore
will use nevermore
 
And as if in loud voice
I had noticed the missing
that Lenore was doing to me
in excess night and day
and as if from me came
the aching thought
previously mentioned
that Lenore won't ever
be sitting there
the raven with its caw
said again 'Nevermore'
 
Keeping away from my mind
such unconductive issue
when I could be conscious
that maybe a miracle
from a magic incense burner
lit by messengers
of some heavenly power
a heavenly smell
was keeping me away from the torment
of thinking of Lenore
someone said 'nevermore'
 
It was that evil raven
and I asked if the words
it brought to its oral heritage
were coming from Satan
or if there was an armistice
which suspended the grief
of not being able to do
anything but talking about
the one who will never return
and being wary of myself hearing
quote the raven 'nevermore'
 
'You evil monster'
I exclaimed desperately
'Since you're so informed
let's see if you tell me
if God whose government
spans from heaven to hell
maybe wanted
to keep her in his Parnassus
and when I die, maybe
I can hold her once again'
and it said 'Nevermore'
 
'It's the time to be silent
and return to the streets
or to wherever you came from
you foul-mouthed bird'
I said decidedly
when I was freed from the sound
of its evil sentence
with imperative urgency
'I am sick of your presence
leave immediately'
and it said 'Nevermore'
 
And with the same stubbornness
there it remains yet
from its witch look
I am free nevermore
and the shadow that the candle
projects in my bed
is the blanket that my hand
tries to move in vain
or the stiff rigid swamp
from which dreaming or awake
I'll be released nevermore
 

PD

I spend days
being able to tell you
sweet words
but of
poetic denseness
to leave
direct proofs,
drawn passions
everywhere

E

Stephen was absorbed in the study.
Eduviges came in, furious.
-I am sick!- she exclaimed
Effectively she was spitting excrement
Stephen, confused, avoided to say anything.
She exhorted, angry:
-Listen! I'm experimenting stomach spasms from hell!-
-It's the asparagus- he said -It was evidently poisoned-
-Stupid! You were aware!
-You're wrong.
Eduviges burped noisily
-You are spreading manure in the ether
Stephen scanned the environment
He was fully greased in the scatological element.
-Stephen, send me the specialist in enterology
He had an erection.
-In this state you're extremely arousing- he explained
Eduviges expectorated in the coating.
-That, that!- he fired up
She ejected the esophagus
Immediately she expired
Then he...ejaculated.
 

The true history of dinosaurs

Many years ago, once upon a time there was a dinosaur.
Many years ago, once upon a time there was a dinosaur.
Many years ago, many years ago there was a dinosaur.
In the beginning, once upon a time, many years ago there was a dinosaur.
It was little and fat in the beginning many years ago.
Then it grew (it was little) and became thinner.
It had big feet, then it grew.
Once upon a time it had big feet and then it didn't have them anymore and became thinner.
Once, there was once, once upon a time, many years ago, many years ago, a dinosaur.
Was a dinosaur once upon a time, many years ago.
Many years ago, many years ago, a dinosaur.
Many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, many years ago, a dinosaur and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another and another.
Once upon other time there were many dinosaurs.
Other day there was another, and the same ones were there that day too
For a long time they lived many years ago
And then in the beginning, once upon a time, they left.
 

AAAHHH!

The mother of the monster was there, with the knife against the throat of her son, trying to think clearly. She tied his hands taking him by surprise while he was sleeping, and she didn't know if to kill him or to let him extend his miserable and damaging existence some years more, until the muscular tensions coming from his own deformity end up tearing him apart.
 
-AAAHHH!- she shouted, as to clear her mind from superfluous digressions.
 
-AAAHHH!- shouted the monster, terrified before the pressure of the razor blade against his throat
 
-AAAHHH!- shouted the mother, trying to scare away the filicidal impulse. The temptation was strong, but she couldn't give in, without being completely sure that she was doing the right thing.
 
-AAAHHH!- shouted the monster, to scare his aggressor.
 
-AAAHHH!- she shouted, showing him that she wasn't easy to intimidate.
 
-AAAHHH!- he shouted, overwhelmed by the impotence. Four rolls of barbed wire were keeping his arms and legs fixed the ones with the others
 
-AAAHHH!- shouted the mother, wanting to fill herself with bravery to give the fatal stabbing.
 
-AAAHHH!-shouted the monster, trying to project his voice and bringing a vibrato, to appeal the musical sensitivity of the mother
 
-AAAHHH!- she shouted, wanting to silence him
 
-AAAHHH!- he shouted, sank in the desperation of not knowing what to do
 
-AAAHHH!- she shouted, to see if repeating what she said his son could understand better.
 
-AAAHHH!- he shouted, thinking that if shouting like this kept him safe until now, the best he could do was to keep shouting.
 
-AAAHHH!- she shouted, without any reason, and maybe because it was her turn
 
-AAAHHH!- he shouted, and that yell sounded as a menace that next time he would scream louder.
 
Ok, children, that's all for today. Tomorrow we will study the letter 'B'
 

Beefs and cuts

Martinez enters in a restaurant. He sits. He calls the waiter.
The waiter comes near him and asks -Sir?-
Martinez answers -I want to order a rib eye steak, but please I want it well cooked.
-All right, sir- says the waiter and leaves.
But Martinez calls him again and says -I don't care how much time takes, but at all costs I need the rib eye steak to be well cooked.
The waiter replies -Yes, sir.
Martinez waits. He keeps waiting. There's a swap of people in the other tables. Some leave without being replaced by others. Few people remain. The restaurant is darker. There's nobody left in the other tables. The waiter says goodbye to the restaurant owner who is behind the counter.
-See you tomorrow sir- says and leaves
Martinez gets up and goes to the counter.
-It's been eight hours I ordered a rib eye steak- says to the owner. -And I haven't been served yet.
The owner answers -It's not done yet. Could you come tomorrow early?
Martinez says -But sir, I need to eat today!
-Well- replies the owner. -Come with me. We'll dinner at my home.
They come out. They walk.
-Surely my wife prepared a delicious meal- says the owner.
-I hope so, I'm starving- says Martinez.
And the owner replies -Don't be desperate. I live on the other block.
They enter a building. They go upstairs. The owner opens the door of a flat and says -Come in.
The wife welcomes them.
The owner says -I present you one of our customers. Mr ehhh...
-Martinez- says Martinez
The wife shakes his hand saying -Pleased to meet you
The owner says -Mr Martinez will dine with us.
-OK, I'm going to set the table- says the wife.
The owner asks -What's for dinner?- and she says -Mistletoe souffle-
Martinez says -I don't like mistletoe souffle.
The wife answers -I'm sorry. It's the only thing we have.
-In this case, I'm leaving. Good night.- says Martinez.
-Wait- says the owner. -I owe you. What can I do?
Martinez thinks.
-I know- he says.
-What it is?- asks the owner.
Martinez gives him a punch that sounds sssssssssock. The owner falls.
The wife exclaims -Eh! What are you doing?.
Martinez replies with a slap in her cheek that sounds sssssssssack.
The owner from the floor takes a gun out from his pocket and shoots at Martinez with a shot that sounds blammmmmmmmm.
Martinez falls bathed in blood.
The wife asks -You hit him?
The owner answers -Indeed.
The woman gets up and asks -What are you going to do now?
The owner gets up too, he grabs the phone and dials a number.
-Hi Rodriguez- he says. -Listen, I need you to go to the restaurant for a moment. Yes, look, in the iron there's a rib eye steak that was going to be ready for tomorrow. Well, take it away and turn off the stove. The stake was cancelled.
 

The contact of the hearts

Versions: #1
Every time I encounter sadness,
It makes me remember that lady.
At times like this, I want her to be by my side
and hold my shoulders.
I don't need consolation or tears.
I only need warmth.
We all can't stay all alone,
because we all have no way to live alone.
On the day, I suffer from emptiness,
I want to invite her to my room.
I want to invite her to sing the same song
without conversation.
An unintentional contact of the hearts
will bring us the happiness.
We all can't stay all alone,
because we all have no way to live alone.
An unintentional contact of the hearts
will bring us the happiness.
We all can't stay all alone,
because we all have no way to live alone.
because we all have no way to live alone.
 

Books

Yet maybe now once
I know more
Even though just enough
That him I understand
 
Everyone else desires
I wonder him as well
Maybe I will share the world of stories
With a friend
 
My book is a world
That will grip us in it
Always the magic of this story
Goes straight to the heart
To the moon goes my thoughts
This is how you throw away your everyday worries
I will make every wish come true
 
Over there are all the worlds
That fulfil life
I always examine all the words
In their enchantment I stay
 
I conquer the dragon
That persecutes him
And happiness
And happiness
He might finally get
 
Books those books
Mermaids
Treasure-maps
Always justice over obstacles
Goes with its magic carpet
 
The skies and the world's
Those secrets when you patiently listen
Then you will get an voyage of discovery
 
Books those books
Are always filled with heroes
From them we once again get hope
And can continue again
 
You can see the world
You get happiness and find
The reason why others love
 
That you will now receive...
 

It's probably (never)* too late for the two of us

Verse 1
Even if we disappoint** and forgive
Time never comes back
But we have to keep the party going
I listened to songs you sent
All of them are about you
Everything is about you
 
Bridge
I have a photo of us where your eyes sing
Was it a beginning or something you'd rather forget?
 
Chorus
Oh, all of our are all of our mistakes***
It's probably never too late for the two of us
Oh, do you see the sun rise over Stockholm City now
It's probably never too late for the two of us
 
Verse 2
The days have passed so quickly up there
I've been higher than I should
But somebody has to keep the party alive
I closed our bar again yesterday evening
Everybody asks about you
Everything is about you
 
Bridge
Tried to forget everything here and start over
But there's a piece of your heart left on my floor
 
Chorus
Oh, all of our are all of our mistakes
It's probably never too late for the two of us
Oh, do you see the sun rise over Stockholm City now
It's probably never too late for the two of us
 
Stick
Maybe we were too young then
Maybe we're too drunk now
The only thing I know is that I've always been yours
Please don't say you're sorry
Don't say sorry yet
Because, baby, I don't think it's too late
 
Chorus
It's probably never too late for the two of us
Oh, do you see the sun rise over Stockholm City now
It's probably never too late for the two of us, no, no
It's never too late for the two of us
Oh, do you see the sun rise over Stockholm City now
It's probably never too late for the two of us, no, no
 

Tokaj

The old town of Tokaj1
Is a great place to have fun
With some wine that makes you forget your worries
And the men-talk begins to flow
 
The taste of old wine finds within you
The hearts far in your past
To long abandoned lovers
Your thoughts go back to
 
But when the treacherous midnight arrives
Be wary of lifting your glass
Otherwise your heart might plunge into grief
And you won't find a way back, you won't find it
 
So when at the feet of the beautiful mountain of Tokaj
You sit down to drink
Be careful, because you will
Take a dive into your true soul
 
Imagine the future as beautiful and fresh
A new lover, some old wine
A wholesome, delightful world
Like how it was in old times, in old times
 
The old town of Tokaj
Is a great place to have fun
With some wine that makes you forget your worries
And the men-talk begins to flow
 

• 1. A historical town in Northern Hungary, famous in Hungary for its botrytized wine.

New world

And there is no point, to all the depths
Of all my thoughts, they are not needed.
All this is just water.
Through his fingers and I don't know...
 
What will happen next, how many more
Such as him will be and I do not care.
That the photos flew to Instagram,
Did she lost a little weight, even a gram,
It doesn't matter who he went to the movies with today.
 
A new world, I discover it for myself,
While awaiting for the second breath.
A new world, another story of mine,
And in movement I change my consciousness.
 
It's a new world!
 
It's a new world!
 
There are no changes in the new status,
I change the password numbers to zero.
You know, it's time for me … Goodbye.
My efforts are not justified.
Delete if you want, come on, but I just don't care.
 
A new world, I discover it for myself,
While awaiting for the second breath.
A new world, another story of mine,
And in movement I change my consciousness.
 
It's a new world!
 
It's a new world!
 

O Light born (of Light)

O Light born of Light,
Jesus, redeemer of the world,
with loving-kindness deign to receive
suppliant praise and prayer.
 
Thou who once deigned to be clothed in flesh
for the sake of the lost,
grant us to be members
of thy blessed body.
 

That Love

I know who I am, my girl,
I haven't dropped my life,
I'm complicated,
It's a love and a sin,
It's a taboo, my girl,
It's nonsense,
I'm complicated,
It's a love and a sin,
With my girl each day.
 
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain,
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain.
 
Give me, give me one night, babe,
Only with you I can feel this way,
I like your body, baby, I'm in love,
When you love me, I don't care about the time,
You'll feel the fire,
We go straight to the bed,
Exotic, you'll be my queen,
Everything will happen with no limits.
 
I hit, it's a mortal night,
With hot rhythm, everything is natural,
In my mind, I dream about having you,
When I see you, you turn me on.
 
I'll tell everyone,
I'll tell them that you're mine alone,
We will live harmoniously,
I turn you into my poetry,
Let's go
 
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain,
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain.
 
I know who I am, my girl,
I haven't dropped my life,
I'm complicated,
It's a love and a sin,
It's a taboo, my girl,
It's nonsense,
I'm complicated,
It's a love and a sin,
With my girl each day.
 
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain,
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain.
 
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain,
That love, that love,
When I don't expect it, it enters,
My heart, my heart,
I'm afraid of the pain.
 

Letters From The Land Of Childhood

You wake up in the dark
Reaching out for the clock
Brush your teeth blindly
And then you set out
You've been waiting for too long
It was too easy to forget
Exactly how good it might feel
To give up and say stop
 
You run as far as you can
You run as far as you can
 
It seemed so important
To do it properly
That you almost became afraid
Of doing anything at all
But now, you're tossing the bomb
Blowing everything up
You're losing it all
But it doesn't matter at all
 
You run as far as you can
With your dreams on fire
You run as far as you can
With your dreams on fire
 
You walk out on the street
Getting onto the bus
While the day is dawning
And everything's a turmoil
That's how it ought to feel
How life ought to be lived
Hallelujah for letters
From the land of childhood
 
You run as far as you can
With your dreams on fire
You run as far as you can
With your dreams on fire
 
Only a small pang of saying goodbye
Mostly the sweet taste of freedom
 

5 o'clock in Shibuya

In the wind of a buzzing intersection,
This feeling of rushing ahead of me.
 
10 minutes before, it's a wristwatch that I'm glancing at.
We can meet together if you climb the slope called heartbeat.
 
Today at 5 o'clock in Shibuya. We will sabotage.
Just 5 o'clock in Shibuya. So, love begins now.
 
At a coffee shop on the second floor in the Theater building.
I will bring out your smile and your heart.
 
10 minutes later on the sparkling street corner,
We shook our hands firmly and celebrated our encounter.
 
Today at 5 o'clock in Shibuya, I will navigate.
It's 5 o'clock in Shibuya. Now love will shine.
 
I wish I could run with you. I can't go back forever.
 
Today at 5 o'clock in Shibuya. We will sabotage.
Just 5 o'clock in Shibuya. I want to hold you, OH BABY.
 
Today at 5 o'clock in Shibuya. We will camouflage.
It's 5 o'clock in Shibuya. When we look at each other, OH BABY
 
Today at 5 o'clock again in Shibuya. We will sabotage.1
Just 5 o'clock in Shibuya. Right now, the real love begins.
 

• 1. sabotage here means さぼる or goof off or wag(school) in Japanese.

Farewell, Lover

Versions: #1
I put a letter that says goodbye on the table
 
I dashed outside without saying anything after looking at your sleeping face
 
We were always too happy
But the two of us didn't realize
I walk alone a town in the dawn as a cold wind blows me
I'm the bad one
It's not your fault
 
When I saw our house very small from the window of a swaying train
I unconsciously shouted in my chest that I'll surely come back
 
We were always too happy
But the two of us didn't realize
Let's throw a map that leads to the hometown into the sea of tears and go
I'm the bad one
It's not your fault
 
We were always too happy
But the two of us didn't realize
Let's throw a map that leads to the hometown into the sea of tears and go
I'm the bad one
It's not your fault
 

Imagine

Ambitious, reckless
we were shedding
and the cold ground was receiving our
empty shells
and we submerge ourselves in the nectar that's
sweet from the sin and we are
descending, descending
almost without having to breathe
 
And I can always imagine
And I can always... [x4]
 
Even though I know it'll never happen... [x7]
 

Closer

East or west, it doesn't matter to me
I'll be like your light
I don't know where I'm going, but
I wanna be wherever you are
 
To a flea, a puddle is the sea,
A flashlight is the sun,
And a chihuahua is a delicacy
I wanna be wherever you are
 
And if time starts going backwards
Today I'm a baby
Tomorrow, I'm born again
I don't care, I'll find you again wherever you are
 
Wherever you are is my home
Wherever you are, I'll take care of you
 
You are my home
You and me, nothing else
 
You are my home
 

Hail

Please let me drink a little more
I don't want to go home tonight
Who waits for me on that room?
Nobody right now
Please don't sing that song
Because I remember the one who left me
By drinking, my tears become more fragile
Please forgive me
 
Outside, the winter rain doesn't stop
As if it wets my chest
It's not that I don't have umbrella
But I don't want to go home
Because the more I get drunk
The more I want to forget that one
 
Even if I can't help mourning
That person who left me
I can't erase my affections tonight
The sake that a lonely woman drinks is wretched
I'm not someone who gets drunk or cries
The tobacco smell just stings my eyes
If I get drunk, I'll go home
Don't worry
 
Outside, the winter rain doesn't stop
As if it wets my chest
It's not that I don't have umbrella
But I don't want to go home
Because the more I get drunk
The more I want to forget that one
 
The more I want to forget
 

The Caravan

A caravan has passed
Towards the sunset,
And my pure love
Went with it in the desert.
And my pure love
Went with it in the desert.
 
I'd like to find it again,
But it's too late...
There are so many caravans
That get lost into the desert.
There are so many caravans
That get lost into the desert.
 
Chorus (x2):
You are guilty
Because, on a starry night,
You stole my whole love
And went away.
 
Caravans will pass again
Trough the desert, somewhere,
But won't pass the one
Who carry my love with her.
But won't pass the one
Who carry my love with her.
 
I'd like to find it again,
But it's too late...
There are so many caravans
That get lost into the desert.
There are so many caravans
That get lost into the desert.
 
Chorus (x2):
You are guilty
Because, on a starry night,
You stole my whole love
And went away.
 
Today I'm searching for you with sadness,
'Cause I can't forget you anymore.
I love you, my dear child,
Come in my way again!
I love you, my dear child,
Come in my way again!
 
I'd like to find it again,
But it's too late...
There are so many caravans
That get lost into the desert.
There are so many caravans
That get lost into the desert.
 
Chorus (x2):
You are guilty
Because, on a starry night,
You stole my whole love
And went away.
 
And went away...
And went away!