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If you have with whom and where

Dawn.
Only smoke and dust.
That's what's left of the winner's scream.
 
Sad mornings are without birds,
as if somebody turned off the tone.
 
Our story has no end.
It's simply running like a dead river.
Only seriously ill,
sees himself as a man.
 
If you have whom and where
you settle down.
Do not let your days pass like mine.
I am not able to tell you who am I.
 
Pregnant oil rigger baptises a priest.
It's the holiday, so at the moment there is no god.
The sweat is dripping - reconstruction is calling,
with five points, and with four letters.
 
In front of sorrow lies grief.
Bite it and cut it.
Decorations on dead bodies,
does it have to be like that, you tell me.
 
If you have whom and where
you settle down.
Do not let your days pass like mine.
I am not able to tell you who am I.
 
Pellet is flying over the head.
Heavens are calling the heroes.
Looking through my fingers,
I sat alone on the roof.
 
A new day and a new lotto.
Each prize is ash and dust.
Do not gamble with life,
Cultivate love, respect fear.
 
If you have whom and where
you settle down.
Do not let your days pass like mine.
I am not able to tell you who am I.
 

Sinful thoughts

You’re standing in the doorway like a formidable lion.
You undress me with your sight.
You don’t have to tell me anything.
I know what you want today.
 
Close the doors, come closer, come on.
Your senses already feel it.
I’m obedient, you’re a wild animal.
Do everything you want with me today.
 
Touch me again,
He( wild animal) wants to do it again.
Do it till braining out,
Do it till braining out.
They have hungry bodies.
They’re hungry again.
Touch me again.
He wants to do it again.
Do it till braining out.
Do it till braining out.
They have hungry bodies.
They’re hungry again.
Once again.
 
We don’t need a champaigne.
I’m got drunk by you till infatuation.
Let sweet shawl divide us.
Let bodies’ dance divide us.
 
Sinful thoughts aren’t a sin.
He and you want the same.
Don’t stop being so kind while touching me so gently.
 
Touch me again,
He( wild animal) wants to do it again.
Do it till braining out,
Do it till braining out.
They have hungry bodies.
They’re hungry again.
Touch me again.
He wants to do it again.
Do it till braining out.
Do it till braining out.
They have hungry bodies.
They’re hungry again.
Once again.
 

Town meeting

Such strange things
as I've never seen before,
I wouldn't know, but I'd like to explain it all.
 
It's a world which doesn't look like this one
And I wish... I wish
To describe it to you too,
Like a magic dream, yeah.
 
But trust me if I tell you
It seems fake, I know,
But I swear it's there!
 
Uh, now I'll explain...
 
This is called present
and everything starts from there.
 
From 'there'?
Does it pee?
Does it poo?
Does it by any chance have a porthole?
The 'there'!
What a beautiful 'there'!
 
If you please...
 
I'll explain the reason why it is colored
And why there's a claret ribbon...
 
Claret?
How come?
It's awful!
What about inside?
What about inside?
 
No one knows what's in there, no one knows!
 
Which is?
What is it?
Chimp?
The tsetse fly?
Maybe that monster that goes thirtythree!
 
Shut up a little, listen to me
Now I'll tell you what it is.
 
But pay attention:
We take a rather big stocking
And hang it to the wall we can...
 
Oh gosh, there's a foot down there!
What is it?
You look!
Isn't it greenish and stained with blue dye?
 
Let me explain...
 
There's no foot down there, but treats!
Games and toy trains in a track...
 
Track?
Where the heck is it?
What is it?
Now it's exploding and going boom!
Frightening the children
And eating us too.
 
What a wonderful idea
Christmas will be
I want to try it
Let's bring it in there!
 
Hold it right there!
What's the rush?
You're missing something, yet what is it?
 
Well, might as well give them what they want...
 
And there's
something more
That I'll tell you
In a bit
About their king's reputation
He screams so much that
Even you will shake in fear!
 
Yeah, so Merry Christmas, my friends...
If he's not in the mood
That monarch sometimes acts like a crab
Instead of a king!
 
When he flies up there, on the contraption
With his bags he goes...
What is he going to bring...
This is what we know...
 
And at night time
with the moon he goes
And he descends on you
Like the vulteres do!
 
Merry Christmas to you all!
Heh heh heh heh heh!
 
Well, I've made them all happy...
'Cause they don't know that
Christmas is something else
But what is it?
Oh, well...
 

amazarashi - Natsu wo matte imashita (夏を待っていました)

Versions: #3
amazarashi - We Were Waiting for Summer
 
Hey, do you still remember that hot June back when we were young?
 
We walked along those abandoned rail tracks as far they would take us.
 
With Masatoshi, excitedly, wearing something like a canteen, bragging about the mountain bike his dad bought him.
 
“But hey, you know, I hate my old man, cause all he ever does is make mom cry.”
 
I was a little embarrassed, and I turned my eyes away, because there was a big bruise on Masatoshi's face.
 
Running through a sudden evening rain, taking shelter in a run-down train station, “What do you want to do tomorrow?” “And the next day?”
 
We rolled around laughing at pointless stories - my chest throbs as I feel a storm coming.
 
Back then, we were all, whithout a doubt, waiting for summer.
 
“I don't want to be here” and “I want to go somewhere”, they both have the same meahing, right? At any hate, let's get going.
 
Yasuhito was terrible at P.E. and sports more than anything else, and at the end of the day, clutching his knee, whispered, “I'm always holding everyone else back... I'm really sorry for being such a worthless friend”
 
For some reason, we all broke out laughing.
 
By the end, even Yasuhito laughed with teary eyes.
 
Playing hide-and-seek in the tall summer grass, waiting for “it” to finish counting, “Are you all ready?”, “No, not yet!” we'd shout.
 
Even now, nobody found found me yet, so I clutched my knees just like I did that day, I looked up at the blue sky from my bedroom, and I waited for summer.
 
Tall in stature and tough in a fight, Taihei was always coming up with ridiculous games: “Whoever can hang from that bridge railing the longest, no matter what they tell us to do, we have do to it!”
 
We were all too scared, and couldn't do it at all, but Taihei hung there with a without breaking a sweat.
 
Seven years later, Taihei jumped off a building.
 
If that's courage, it would have been better if he didn't have it.
 
Now we're playing hide-and-seek in the shadow of high-rise buildings, and I wonder, how long has is been since those days?
 
“Are you all ready?” “No, not yet!” There's no voice calling that out anymore.
 
If today is just a continuation of those days, then I had no choice but to continue my adventure, so I looked up at that June sky, and I waited for summer.
 

The avenger

Verse 1:
As if I would just wait for destiny
To get back at you someday
Tonight already your head will be banging so hard
If you only knew what's coming for you
 
I get a shot for every infidelity
I won't count them
Watch the TV series 'The avenger goes down to Hell'
Did it get hot? Blow now!
 
Chorus:
I've taken all your money?
Watch how a million is crushed
These bought women of yours
Will be my slaves tonight
Don't you try and come at me
I just go in and you're shuddering
You want my crown?
You can only polish it
 
Verse 2:
When you're turned down, you go crazy
Then you throw yourself at the vodka alone
Swallow, so you feel it, so it's like an anesthetic
You wanted pain, I'll give you some then
 
Bring those hicks here1
I'll pay them with your money
Who is crazy enough to replace a queen with court ladies
My love is running out and it starts to hurt
 
Chorus:
I've taken all your money?
Watch how a million is crushed
These bought women of yours
Will be my slaves tonight
Don't you try and come at me
I just go in and you're shuddering
You want my crown?
You can only polish it
 

• 1. In Bulgarian it's common to refer to someone you don't like (especially if it's because of their behavior), as coming from a village/countryside. There's really not much of a meaning in itself and it could really be substituted for any other PG deprecating word, that's why I decided to do more of a literal translation.

Separation writings

I kept your letter because your hands touched it
Apparent you loved for lifetime
You didn't keep your promise
 
I love you but you love someone else
How much fate loves writing about separation x2
 
Tell me the truth, he really left
My mind became right
My heart had high expectations x2
 
I was too much for your love?
My love that I know won’t leave me half way
 
I love you but you love someone else
How much fate loves writing about separation x2
 
Tell me the truth, he really left
My mind became right
My heart had high expectations x2
 

Било би лакше

Можда је то био мој недостатак времена
или су биле многе тишине
које никад нисмо пустили да причају.
 
Можда се уморило стрпљење
и заборавила си да ћу доћи
и више ниси желела да чекаш.
 
Није потребно да ти кажем
или да ми кажеш шта смо урадили погрешно.
 
Било би лакше и не,
нећу се претварати да не боли,
сазнање да није било довољно,
сазнање да што више покушавам
не могу да избегнем да је готово.
Било би лакше да се мрзимо,
јер је немогуће прихватити
и све што смо планирали
морамо рећи збогом.
 
Можда сам се испунио са страховима.
Имали смо боље тренутке
који више неће моћи да се врате.
 
Није потребно да ти кажем
или да ми кажеш шта смо урадили погрешно.
 
Било би лакше и не,
нећу се претварати да не боли,
сазнање да није било довољно,
сазнање да што више покушавам
не могу да избегнем да је готово.
Било би лакше да се мрзимо,
јер је немогуће прихватити
и све што смо планирали
морамо рећи збогом.
 
Није потребно да ти кажем
или да ми кажеш шта смо урадили погрешно.
 
Није потребно да показујемо прстом
нити да кривимо никога другог.
Било би лакше.
 

Our little story

It was sometime April
and I was a child
tender as the flower
cool as the rain
it was spring like now
and on the beautiful sandy beach
we first built palaces
with the sun in the heart
golden-yellow shells
you were throwing me in the apron
in games with the wave
I always had you, a companion
two young timid children
on the warm sandy beach
 
It was a story
that we lived her together
the song of love
you've been told me first
but a train came once
and took you hurriedly
and love was forgotten
in the desert station
and the towers collapsed
on the small beach
April did not came back another time
only gray cloudy
I have for a companion any longer
 
Through the city routine
through the lights, the roar,
as I run now alone
to prevent life
hours and hours I remember
our little sandy beach
and there is so much nostalgia
that it burns me like fire
Becoming one day
and I've seen you again
with my hand pounding
your warm heart
tenderly to hear it
to hit like sometime
to happen someday
and you come again
 
Our little story
that life extinguished
what do i really would give
to live it from the beginning...
 

Budapest

Tell me, where will be our home
We'll stay here, or are we moving?
Here is the city, we're it's habitat
We're stay here, here has a name: Budapest
 
Awaken by the morning, like the habit here
János and Tamás are going to the store for milk
Gaps on the houses, they step out from there
Routes between the houses, the walk on that, leave on that
 
Tell me, where will be our home
We'll stay here, or are we moving?
Here is the city, we're it's habitat
We're stay here, here has a name: Budapest
 
Awaken by the morning, like the habit here
János and Tamás are going to the store for milk
On the mirror of the puddle looking at themselves
Specks of tobacco in their suits' pocket, they leave
 
I would have a question: do they mete palinka as well
Do you recignise me Teach, or you already forgot me
Éve was infront of the aborion commision
I cannot find a buyer for my winter jacket
 
Let's give our housetaker pretty smiles
Look, an envelope sticked to my forehead
I'm different, not the one you're looking for right now
Fáskerti comrade, be so kind
 
The black hole is a non existing orb
Three years from now, i'm not forced to join the military
Do you recognise me Teach, or you already forgot me
I would have a question: do they mete palinka here
 
Tell me, where will be our home
We'll stay here, or are we moving?
Here is the city, we're it's habitat
We're stay here, here has a name: Budapest
 
Botesz

Last Words

Surely this will be the last opportunity for me to address you. The Air Force has bombed the towers of Radio Portales and Radio Corporación.
 
My words do not have bitterness but disappointment. May they be a moral punishment for those who have betrayed their oath: soldiers of Chile, titular commanders in chief, Admiral Merino, who has designated himself Commander of the Navy, and Mr. Mendoza, the despicable general who only yesterday pledged his fidelity and loyalty to the Government, and who also has appointed himself Chief of the Carabineros1
 
Given these facts, the only thing left for me is to say to workers: I am not going to resign! 
 
Placed in a historic transition, I will pay for loyalty to the people with my life. And I say to them that I am certain that the seed which we have planted in the good conscience of thousands and thousands of Chileans will not be shriveled forever.
 
They have strength and will be able to dominate us, but social processes can be arrested neither by crime nor force. History is ours, and people make history.
 
Workers of my country:
I want to thank you for the loyalty that you always had, the confidence that you deposited in a man who was only an interpreter of great yearnings for justice, who gave his word that he would respect the Constitution and the law and did just that. At this definitive moment, the last moment when I can address you, I wish you to take advantage of the lesson: foreign capital, imperialism, together with the reaction, created the climate in which the Armed Forces broke their tradition, the tradition taught by General Schneider and reaffirmed by Commander Araya, victims of the same social sector which will today be in their homes hoping, with foreign assistance, to retake power to continue defending their profits and their privileges.
 
I address, above all, the modest woman of our land, the campesina who believed in us, the worker who labored more, the mother who knew our concern for children. I address professionals of Chile, patriotic professionals, those who days ago continued working against the sedition sponsored by professional associations, class-based associations that also defended the advantages which a capitalist society grants to a few.  
 
I address the youth, those who sang and gave us their joy and their spirit of struggle. I address the man of Chile, the worker, the farmer, the intellectual, those who will be persecuted, because in our country fascism has been already present for many hours -- in terrorist attacks, blowing up the bridges, cutting the railroad tracks, destroying the oil and gas pipelines, in the face of the silence of those who had the obligation to protect them. 
 
They were committed.
History will judge them.
 
Surely Radio Magallanes will be silenced, and the calm metal instrument of my voice will no longer reach you.
It does not matter.
You will continue hearing it.
I will always be next to you.
At least my memory will be that of a man of dignity who was loyal to [inaudible] the workers.
 
The people must defend themselves, but they must not sacrifice themselves.
The people must not let themselves be destroyed or riddled with bullets,
but they cannot be humiliated either.
 
Workers of my country, I have faith in Chile and its destiny. Other men will overcome this dark and bitter moment when treason seeks to prevail. Go forward knowing that, sooner rather than later, the great avenues will open again where free men will walk to build a better society.
 
Long live Chile!
Long live the people!
Long live the workers!
 
These are my last words, and I am certain that my sacrifice will not be in vain, I am certain that, at the very least, it will be a moral lesson that will punish felony, cowardice, and treason.
 

• 1. national police

Ne gledaj me više

Refren
Ne gledaj me više
Preklinjem te, pusti me da te zaboravim
Ne mogu da mu radim ovo
Ne igraj se sa opasnošću
A ti se igraš sa opasnošću
 
Kendji
Prošlo je više od nedelju dana
Otkako te on opisuje kao da si pesma
Priča samo o tebi
Živi u oblacima otkako si mu u naručju
 
Vratio mu se osmeh
Jer ti si njegova budućnost
Ti si postala njegova radost
Ali sve se promenilo kad sam shvatio da je pričao o tebi
 
O ooooo ma šta ja ovo radim , o blagi bože
O ooooo samo jednu noć smo proveli zajedno
O ooooo ne približavajmo se više vatri
 
Refren
 
Soprano
Prošlo je više od nedelju dana
I višê nije novost
Zar nisi srećan zbog mene?
Ti si moj prijatelj, a osećam da se udaljavaš od mene
 
Svaki put kad sam s njom
Vaši pogledi nisu više isti
Postajem paranoičan
Prijatelju, da li nešto kriješ od mene
 
O ooooo ma šta ja ovo radim , o blagi bože
O ooooo ima li nečeg između njih dvoje ?
O ooooo da li naše prijateljstvo pada u vatru?
O ooooo
 
Refren
 
Soprano i Kendji
Prijatelju, prijatelju, reci mi da si iskren
Ako nisam, nek me bog baci u vatru
Onda reci i oteraj mi sumnju
Voleo sam je jedno veče pre nego što si joj dao prsten
Ali zašto mi to nisi rekao u lice ?
Zato jer te nikad nisam video tako srećnog
Ti si moj brat, između nas ne sme stati nijedna žena
Naše prijateljstvo mi je važnije od njenih lepih očiju
 
O ooooo ma šta se ovo desilo, o blagi bože
O ooooo da li je naše prijateljstvo palo u vatru
O ooooo nijedna žena ne sme stati između nas
 
Refren
 

The Carol of the Deer

A deer is proudly singing in the forest.
Go on, ler. Ler is ler1
A deer is proudly singing in the forest.
 
The hunter woke up.
Go on, ler. Ler is ler
He took his shotgun.
 
He chased the deer.
Go on, ler. Ler is ler
He cought it up up in the mountains.
 
Wait, friend, don't shoot me.
Go on, ler. Ler is ler
Spare my life
 
Because I'm not the beast of the beasts.
Go on, ler. Ler is ler
I'm the ruler of the sheep,
 
Of the majestic-horned sheep
Go on, ler. Ler is ler
From the top of the mountains,
 
Of the hoary mountains,
Go on, ler. Ler is ler
Of the hoary mountains.
 

• 1. 'Ler' is a word often used in romanian Christmas carols which basically has no meaning, it just symbolizes the magic of Christmas. Its spelling is like 'laire' from the word 'claire'

The Star Is Rising Up

Who wants to welcome the beautiful and lightful Star,
With numerous small points,
From the birth of Christ,
Like a lightful sun?
 
The Star is rising up
As a great mystery.
The star is shining
And is speaking to the world:
 
Today, The Pure1,
The Blessed2,
Virgin Mary
Is giving birth to Messiah.
 
In the famous country
Of Bethlehem,
As The Magi saw
The Star, they began their journey,
 
Following the beam,
To see Christ.
And as they found Him,
They approached Him
 
With meaningful gifts
Only for Christ,
Each of them having
A great joy.
 
Which joy?
The one we also get to have,
From our youth
To our old age,
From our youth
To our old age.
 

• 1. literally 'the clean one'
• 2. literally 'the absolute unguilty one'

You told me

You told me (yeah, you told me, you told me)
And the way you told me (yeah, the way you told me)
You lowered your head and I understood (yeah, you told me, you told me)
And I felt like a vacuum in me settling
 
Stop, stop, stop (eh mama na ngai naza stung)
Slowly, I lose my head (eh mama na ngai)
Stop, stop, stop (oh darling na ngai na moni ty)
Because, very slowly, I lose my head
 
You leave me no respite, you left me unanswered
I drown in my ?? with my friend the rebel
I ask why I insist, I wonder what I'm attending
Psychologist, yeah, help me
 
I want to know when I did wrong (wrong)
Everything was fine, do not tell me it's life (it's life)
If you leave me, I will fall like a homeless person (without shelter)
This time, I can see that it's not a game
 
Because you told me (yeah, you told me, you told me)
And the way you told me (yeah, the way you told me)
You lowered your head and I understood (yeah, you told me, you told me)
And I felt like a vacuum in me settling
 
Stop, stop, stop (eh mama na ngai naza stung)
Slowly, I lose my head (eh mama na ngai)
Stop, stop, stop (oh darling na ngai na moni ty)
Because, very slowly, I lose my head
 
You have such big eyes that I'm lost in it
I'm not in love with you, I've been thinking about it for a long time
I do not have it in my blood, I'm not going to write you a novel
You told me, I understand but it's not the right time
 
You were my bride but only if it worked between us
But you've made your bags, you got ripped off, I find that shameful
But, tell me, what's the point?
I understand nothing more, I serve
 
Let me finish, let me act
Let me back before leaving
 
You told me (yeah, you told me, you told me)
And the way you told me (yeah, the way you told me)
You lowered your head and I understood (yeah, you told me, you told me)
And I felt like a vacuum in me settling
 
Stop, stop, stop (eh mama na ngai naza stung)
Slowly, I lose my head (eh mama na ngai)
Stop, stop, stop (oh darling na ngai na moni ty)
Because, very slowly, I lose my head
 
Because, very slowly, I lose my head
Because, very slowly, I understand that you're going
Because, very slowly, I see that you leave me
Because, slowly, you make your bags
 
Stop, go, let
Come back, let
Stop, stop, stop
Because, very slowly, I lose my head
 

If I were to listen carefully

Containing my grumbling, I let out a sigh and stand still
The sound coming through the headphones​ around my head synchronizes with my heartbeat
 
Even if the sad sky is being covered by clouds, blocking the light for the tomorrow
 
After the rain the sky that I look at will shine faintly like my future
The rainbow spreading out in front of my eyes will extend to the ends of the earth
 
The waves of people walking with their heads hung down won't notice me even if I stand still in defiance
I raised the volume in my headphones while dancing to the reverberating beats in my heart
 
If the sunshine piercing through the sky were to be too bright I could just look ahead and walk on
 
The wind that blows in the valley between the buildings gives my immobile back a push forward
Being guided by the clouds that glimmered in white I start walking
 
Listening carefully, I can hear a gentle melody
The feelings I want to convey resounds high in the sky
 
After the rain the sky that I look at will shine faintly like my future
The rainbow spreading out in front of my eyes will extend to the ends of the earth
Being guided I start walking
 

Selma's Song

Do you long to get away from the great gray emptyness?
The way is long but i know that you're able to go
Within you there burns a star so strong and clear
In its light you shall find your way back to what once was
 
Fly like a fowl
Make your way
So that I can come home to you
You can go may miles
But where do you belong?
Where do you belong
 
Raindrops fall and the fall takes the colours away
You are endlessly little but the hope is large
I belong to you and thus it will always be
I dream that soon you're here and lay your hand safely in mine
 
So fly like a fowl
Make your way
So that I can come home to you
Hear my song
Soon you'll be warm
You can fall asleep in my arms
You can go many miles
If you know what you want
But where do you belong?
 
So fly like a fowl
Make your way
So that I can come home to you
And hear my song
Soon you'll be warm
You can fall asleep in my arms
You can go many miles
If you know what you want
But where do you belong?
 

CHECKMATE

Microphone in a hand, wait
Criticism again
'Whore, stop it, kill yourself'
I'll say one thing, write what you want
You have enough of me? Fuck you
I'm amused by your whining
At my one nod
You'll dig a grave yourself, you know?
 
You're waiting for my every little move
You count only on stumbling
But Masti is too strong for that already
I'm holding your heart in the fist
 
The queen is only one from today, is, is, is
Like a pawn, you wait when I finally beat you
The queen is only one from today, is, is, is
Like a pawn, you wait in the corner for your sad end
 
You're crying again cuz you wanna be like me
You're crying again cuz you wanna be like me
You're crying again, you're crying again, you're crying again
You're crying again, again, again, again...
 
Time for my move, checkmate
Checkmate
 
You're again telling me how I have to live, ey
You know nothing about me
I see more, I hear more, I have everything you dream about
I grow strength with every word
So don't come cuz I'll bite
Cringe, you cur, and curl up in the doghouse
I'm doing what I want, I must nothing
I'll even drown you in a whisper
Bitch, seek, I'm amused by your pain
 
You're waiting for my every little move
You count only on stumbling
But Masti is too strong for that already
I'm holding your heart in the fist
 
The queen is only one from today, is, is, is
Like a pawn, you wait when I finally beat you
The queen is only one from today, is, is, is
Like a pawn, you wait in the corner for your sad end
 
You're crying again cuz you wanna be like me
You're crying again cuz you wanna be like me
You're crying again, you're crying again, you're crying again
You're crying again, again, again, again...
 
Stop, I have a word for you, my pearls
You have me, I have you, none of us will be alone (no, no)
I'm standing on the chessboard today
But I'm not afraid of pawns, like a real queen
Together today we're growing in strength
Together we're constantly moving forward
Let's not see what is behind us (no, no)
Let's not see what is behind us (no, no)
 
Time for my move, checkmate
Checkmate
 

Panama Papers

There are some who say,
There are some who say
that all was typed
on high levels
of the United States,
where the highest power has its nest
and doesn't want any other alike.
But God wanted,
But God wanted
to give permission without warning
of releasing to the whole world
in a sudden like a trail of gunpowder.
 
The Panama Papers,
Panama Papers,
that among all the registers
they involve ministers,
representatives, councillors,
among many other state freaks,
teachers of the financial laws.
I don't exaggerate.
I don't exaggerate.
And though it doesn't surprise
that it shows the royalty
more than one head of state
or a secretary of a former, it's good to confirm
that besides of perpetuating
a system that in itself
legalizes the thief of the others work
they're bum rapping
the very regime.
 
Panama Papers,
Panama Papers.
With some off-shore company,
there are many kinds of it
with the tactic of the southern lawping
of screaming here and sending abroad
what was stolen from the worker.
Panama Papers,
Panama Papers.
But there are other wastelands
with tax havens
where the capitals go to make profits
without getting busted.
And that they will never be known
unless the big media
need to increase the rating
to make new companies
in not burnt out places like Panama.
 

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Salvation table

When I feel that the moral is unstable, that the ethics are critically threatened, I resort to a very powerful salvation table. It's something that always let me overcome.
 
I'll tell you in what consists: Harrison Ford.
 
But not the Harrison Ford of the first era, the one who appeared in hippies stuff or student revolts stuff. I have nothing against that of course, we all been through that era. But I'm neither talking about that Harrison Ford of Indiana Jones. I don't criticize it either, it's fine but as entertainment, not as a role model. I'm neither talking about the already old Harrison Ford who appears in movies of cowboys fighting against aliens, there he went to hell. I'm talking about the adult, mature Harrison Ford, who is solid in his certainty.
 
Like for example in 'Clear and Present Danger' where he's a CIA agent and another agent wants to involve him in secret operations that walk over the constitution and democracy, and wants to justify himself saying that he sees everything in black and white. And Harrison Ford answers him that it's not about black and white, it's about 'right and wrong' like he says.
 
He already did that role in 'Patriot Games' and there he was fighting against terrorism. But well, some might think that he was doing it to keep his income or to protect his family which was being threatened by the terrorists. But no, it wasn't only for that. And he shows it in 'Clear and Present Danger' because there the bad guys were part of the very government. That means that his values were beyond protecting a public employment. Even if his superiors request him, he can't commit a crime.
 
Like in 'The Fugitive' where he has to scape because they accused him of a crime he didn't commit. Because he is incapable of commiting a crime. It's incredible that the other characters during the whole length of the movie don't understand that he didn't do it. He was innocent.
 
Like in 'Presumed Innocent'. Someone had killed his lover and... well, I won't say that it's ok that he had a lover, but I won't get in to judge him either, right? Without knowing the problems that could be in the intimacy of his marriage, Maybe what he did was a mistake, maybe having a lover wasn't the best solution.
 
All right. He's not perfect, he's a human being that can be wrong, but he's not a murderer even if at a certain moment the suspicions fall on him. I don't agree with that part of the script of the movie.
 
Of course. It's based on a novel by Scott Turow, and maybe when Scott Turow wrote it he didn't know that Harrison Ford was going to be on the film adaptation. But when he accepted the role, they should have changed that part. Anyway, you know something? I'm glad they didn't do it. Because that way they gave Harrison Ford the chance of proving that he didn't do it.
 
Like in that other movie 'Regarding Henry'. There he was a lawyer who never had time to be with his family, and he also had a lover. But in a certain moment he has an accident and loses his memory. And there you find out that all those things weren't part of his escence, they were acquired things, they were part of the alienation of the contemporary man. Because when he loses the memory, he recovers his original pureness, he becomes the Rousseau's noble savage.
 
And then is when he's recovering himself, he's rebuilding himself, he buys a puppy, he becomes a family man, like in 'Air Force One'. There he is the president but he doesn't neglect his family. Because it's not incompatible a job of such high responsability with the dedication to the home, the monitoring of the children. When I say monitoring I'm not talking about espionage, I'm talking about getting interested about what they do, to be there to advice them when they need it.
 
And in that movie he goes way beyond that, right? Becasue he saves them, he faces the terrorists who kidnapped the plane. He's a hero. Because he doesn't need the CIA, he doesn't need the National Security Agency. He himself is the one who takes back the control of the presidential plane. The safety of his family cannot rely on third parties.
 
Like in 'Frantic' where his wife dissapears and he's the one who has to go out searching for her. It's not enough with reporting to the police. It's a thriller, but be careful, it's a Roman Polanski movie, it's higher art. And Roman Polanski is not an idiot. He didn't pick Chuck Norris for that role. He didn't pick Jean Claude Van Damme. He picked Harrison Ford.
 
And I in my modest scale, I do the same. When I feel that I'm going to drown in the generalized crisis of values that surround us, I choose Harrison Ford and that way I recover the direction.
 

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Maschin

Versions: #2
Yeaahhh!
 
When we came face-to-face for the first time,
From our eyes scales did rain (*1)
Do you want to be my wife?
*car engine noise that sounds like 'yeah!!!'*
I'll buy us a house of gold and mother-of-pearl
 
Your misty gaze met with my longing desire
Seven deadly sins, all committed at once
But still, do you want to be my wife?
*car engine noise that sounds like 'yeah!!!'*
Then come drink a little dram of vermouth with me
 
Do-, do-, do-, don't let go of me!
La-, la-, la-, lay down with me!
Yeah!
Ho-, ho-, ho-, hold me tight!
Hold me tight!
Maschin...! (*2)
 
Climb inside my car, climb inside my car now
Seven doors (?), 70HP - out front, the wind blows so hard
Climb inside my car, climb inside my car now
Do you see the door? Come inside my car, climb into my car, oh, oh...!
 
Do-, do-, do-, don't let go of me!
La-, la-, la-, lay down with me!
Yeah!
Ho-, ho-, ho-, hold me tight!
Hold me tight!
Maschin...!
 
Mmhmm... mmhmm... mmhmm... ...Mmhmm!
 
*instrumental solo*
 
Do-, do-, do-, don't let go of me!
La-, la-, la-, lay down with me!
Yeah!
Ho-, ho-, ho-, hold me tight!
Hold me tight!
Maschin...!
 
Do-, do-, do-, don't let go of me!
La-, la-, la-, lay down with me!
Yeah!
Ho-, ho-, ho-, hold me tight!
Hold me tight!
Maschin...!
 

Exposed (Busted) [Extended Version]

I see all that you do
And you believe yourself very malign
But when I have you exposed
She will finally believe me
 
She tells me that it is only a game
But your lies will not hold
When she finds out all that you do
You will have to stop
 
You have not won this time
Yes because you can believe me (that) you do not go pass
I will have you yes, I will have you
And it’s like that you will be busted
I do not really want to bless you
But you can believe me when I say
that I have finally discovered who you are.
 
Exposed (exposed)
Yes she will finally open those eyes
And so she will learn that I have always
Seen very clearly through your games
Exposed
 
I am the new neighbourhood coo
And I usher peace
I have eyes that digs
into your lies
Because you are not discrete
 
And anything that you know
I, I only have a single idea
That can free me, free me
I want shout, I want to shout
 
It is really the truth you are exposed
exposed
I do not really want to bless you
But you can believe me when I say
That I have finally discovered who you are
Exposed
 
Yes she will finally open those eyes
And so she will learn that I have always
Seen very clearly through your games
Exposed
 

Ispod Božićnih svetiljki

[Strofa 1]
Da li će sneg pasti za mene Božićna noći, oh ljubavi
Mi smo bili oni koji su sedeli do Božićnog bara
La la la la la la la
Oh, oh
Ti si sve šta mi treba večeras
Oh, oh
Ovde do Božićnih svetiljki
 
[Refren]
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
 
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
 
[Strofa 2]
Pakujemo poklone za devojke koje plaču
La la la la la la la
Sreća je naša dok ne umremo
La la la la la la la
 
Oh, oh
Ti si sve što mi treba večeras
Oh, oh
Ovde do Božićnih svetiljki
 
[Refren]
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
 
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
Ispod Božićnih svetiljki
 

Ova maskarada

Da li smo zaista zadovoljni ovom usamljenom igrom koju igramo?
Tražeći prave reči da kažemo
Tražeći ali ne nalazeći razumevanje, kako god
Izgubljeni smo u ovoj maskaradi
 
Oboje uplašeni da kazemo da smo jednostavno previse daleko
Da budemo zajedno od početka
Pokušali smo da rešimo razgovorom ali reci su se isprečile
Izgubljeni smo unutar ove usamljene igre koju igramo
 
Misli o odlasku nestanu svaki put kada ugledam tvoje oči
I bez obzira koliko jako pokušavam
Da razumem razlog zašto nastavljamo ovako
Izgubljeni smo u ovoj maskaradi
 
Pokušali smo da rešimo razgovorom ali reči su se isprečile
Izgubljeni smo unutar ove usamljene igre koju igramo
 
Misli o odlasku nestanu svaki put kada ugledam tvoje oči
I bez obzira koliko jako pokušavam
Da razumem razlog zašto nastavljamo ovako
Izgubljeni smo u maskaradi
Izgubljeni smo u maskaradi
 
I izgubljeni smo u maskaradi
 

I want more

[Intro: Ozuna, Wisin]
Baby
This glance was the sign that I was waiting for
Baby, don't go
Ozuna
W and Yandel
 
[Pre-chorus: Ozuna, Wisin, Yandel]
Stay here for a bit longer
'Cause I hate it when you leave
And missing you makes me sick
Why don't we watch the sunrise and spend the night skin on skin?
When we're alone, I can't fight it anymore (take it!)
 
[Chorus: Yandel, Ozuna, Wisin]
I feel like kissing you, and caressing you
One night won't be enough to be satisfied
This desire to kiss you and caress you
Of your lips, your body, of you I want more
 
I want more of your skin, your sensual face
And your way of kissing
I want more of your skin, taste your mouth
And your way of touching (you owe me something, baby)
 
[Vers 1: Wisin]
Just tell me if you dare
Baby, give me what you owe me
When your on top it kills me how you move
You love to challenge me to taste you
You call me when you're drinking, you like to do it when it's raining
And I want to know what is going to happen
Your body is to blame for what I'm gonna do to you
This desire won't go away, you've got to understand me
 
[Chorus: Yandel, Ozuna, Wisin]
I feel like kissing you, and caressing you
One night won't be enough to be satisfied
This desire to kiss you and caress you
Of your lips, your body, of you I want more
 
I want more of your skin, your sensual face
And your way of kissing
I want more of your skin, taste your mouth
And your way of touching (I need to be with you)
 
[Bridge: Wisin, Ozuna]
Give me permission
To be alone with you for another night (just give me one night)
You make me lose my mind
When you throw yourself and move this way, I can't fight it
Give me your body, I fancy you and I want more
 
[Vers 2: Ozuna, Wisin]
Let me know, 'cause I want more
About the good things she always gives me
Whenever I call, she's there
Bring her here, she tells me that she's leaving
We'll fix it in my bed, nothing more
You know that I
Want her to take control
We'll drink for some days to cure your heart
Music so you can forget, nobody ever died because of love
I want to do it like when my body got to know you, oh baby
 
[Chorus: Yandel, Ozuna, Wisin]
I feel like kissing you, and caressing you
One night won't be enough to be satisfied
This desire to kiss you and caress you
Of your lips, your body, of you I want more
 
I want more of your skin, your sensual face
And your way of kissing
I want more of your skin, taste your mouth
And your way of touching (I need to be with you)
 
[Outro: Ozuna, Wisin]
I want more
It's inevitable
Baby
The power of movement
Ozuna
W and Yandel
Aura (yeah!)
Oh-oh
Hyde El Químico
The Legendaries
Gaby Music
Boys, from here upwards you don't see yourselves
The biggest ones
 

They say you have a new guy

Good, you get it, good
no worries, I thought
we would watch that American film
but you already made plans
aha, good, good, that's cool
 
They say you have a new guy
I haven't seen him
but I know he's not bad
you always knew how to pick them
you always searched for an upgrade
 
They say you have a new guy
who after school picks you up in his car
and who looks down on us other guys
who also love you
they say, they say
 
You'll go with him to Jahorina
there it's happy and healthy, what could be better?
but I'll stay here in this dirty city
catching drops of rain in my mouth
 
They say you have a new guy
who perfectly fits
with your new bag
but when the bag goes out of style
will the same thing happen to him
that happened to me?
 
They say you have a new guy
who speaks articulately and smells fine
but what he doesn't know is that in your life
he's just a ladder, just another step you'll walk over
they say, they say
 

With You (A Summer Christmas)

It’s just the two of us and the white sands
It almost feels like we’re in a snowy scenery
Under the red sun, your sun burnt nose looks just like Rudolf’s
 
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
It feels like Christmas in the middle of summer
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
Every moment feels like a gift I’ve been waiting for
 
Yeah you’re fluttering, fluttering
Filling up my heart to the brim
I’m like a yacht riding the waves of you
It’s a racing, refreshing feeling
And between this tender moment
I hear a bell, I hear a bell in my head
It must be your voice
Even that red lighthouse afar looks like a Christmas tree
And I want to make a wish
 
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
It feels like Christmas in the middle of summer
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
Every moment feels like a gift I’ve been waiting for
 
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
Even when summer is over
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
I hope we’ll stay the same together
 
The shining stars above are like the first snow fall
As the two of us kiss, it’s like a dream
 
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
It feels like Christmas in the middle of summer
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
Every moment feels like a gift I’ve been waiting for
 
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
It feels like Christmas in the middle of summer
When I’m with you, when I’m with you
Every moment feels like a heartfelt gift
 
Are you there, Santa Claus? My wish is…
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
For us to be together for every summer that’s to come
Oh oh oh oh oh
No I won’t cry
 
With you, with you
With you, with you
With you, with you
With you, with you
 
A Christmas in the middle of summer
When I’m with you
 
TkRyuu

The Story of Noisy Girls

'First up! Rika Ishikawa' Hey!
She doesn't think so herself
But she's definitely an honor student
Other girls get jealous
of a girl as seriously cute as she is
'Ehe!'
 
'Miki Fujimoto'
Don't know if she's the youngest or what
But she's clearly seen as a cheeky girl
She's got a knack for starting up conversations
Guess you could call it a kind of a talent...
'I've found a delicious cake shop,
so please take me~' Hey!
 
Wow wow wow, youth
There's so many kinds!
If two or three people get together
It's noisy, noisy
 
'Ai Takahashi, come on!'
Normally, she's very self-conscious about it
And says she doesn't have an accent
But it comes out when she's surprised
Her hometown dialect
'No it don't!'
 
'Alright! Michishige'
Off to the supermarket with no makeup
Rode the train with no makeup
Took purikura with no makeup
'How nice, to be young...'
'Yup!'
'Dammit~'
 
Wow wow wow, youth
There's so many kinds!
If you live earnestly
Business thrives, wow!
 
'OK! Nozomi Tsuji'
Upon deciding the date/time for her singles party
There's one too many girls
Seems like she's contacting
The girl who she can't invite...
'I'm in such a bind~'
'Yep, yep'
 
'Aibon Kago'
Can't decide on a style for her bangs
Understandably, she's in a bind
When shortcake comes out
Understandably, she's high-spirited!
'Yay~!'
Yes!
 
Wow wow wow, youth
There's so many kinds!
If two or three people get together
It's noisy, noisy
 
'Okay! Makoto Ogawa'
You're a cheerful character
So you make everyone around you cheerful
Go about like that in love, in work
Let's go cheerfully!
'How is everyone~!'
 
'Straight-forward Reina Tanaka'
'Were you a bad kid back home?'
'Cause you look like that kind of girl
That flashy Yankee fashion
suits you best
'What are you saying~?'
 
'Kaorin Iida'
One by one, your old friends
are getting married
You've really done a great job
of having taken over the group
'But only until next year!'
 
'Mari Yaguchi'
That's nice you're over 20 now
But why don't you have any sex appeal?
When will your real sexy beam
Come out!!
'What? It's not out... wa!'
 
Wow wow wow, youth
There's so many kinds!
If two or three people get together
It's noisy, noisy
 
'Alright! Hitomi Yoshizawa'
You sell your image
as a natural cute girl with a boyish style
With just a change in the way she thinks
'Wow, girls really do change~'
'Shut up~'
 
'Go ahead, Asami Konno!'
On her life, she straightens her curly hair
An endless effort each day
Wakes up before everyone else
She's got a hair iron life
'I don't have curly hair'
'You liar'
 
'Hey! Risa Niigaki'
So happy she's cut her bangs
Her face just wants to announce it
She comes closer with a grin
'Ah, your bangs, cute, cute'
'Really? Yeah, they are, aren't they...'
 
'Lastly! Eri Kamei'
Finally, she's gotten used to everything now
And now talks to everyone
What kind of character will she progress to?
Choose on at your own pace
'This one. Ummm. This one...'
 
Wow wow wow, youth
There's so many kinds!
If two or three people get together
It's noisy, noisy
 
One more time!
 
Wow wow wow, youth
There's so many kinds!
If you live earnestly
Business thrives
Laugh, laugh!
 

Trauma

Today's happy face, today's sad face.
Yesterday's weak self, tomorrow's strong self.
If it's you, who are you showing it to? If it's me, who should I show it to?
 
Time is sometimes a cruel thing,
but the present is made by that cruelty.
 
Continuously searching for someone, an instant of release
soon triumphs over the visiting fear.
 
I do not notice even the flowers shaking at my feet
I can't even look at myself in the mirror.
 
Today's happy face, today's sad face
Yesterday's healed wounds and today's deeply opened wounds.
If it's you, who are you showing it to? If it's me, who should I show it to?
 
The sanity and insanity that I was given and are mine only,
Both exist together without negating the other.
 
Futile things, spilled things, and useless things...
I'll choose with confidence, so I am of myself.
 
Because I have always defined happiness with my own standards.
 
Today's happy face, today's sad face.
Even if yesterday's healed wounds have opened today,
If it's you, who can you show it to? If it's me, I want to show it to that person.
 

Baquetas karhak

بقيت كرهاك مش حساك ولا عايزاك تكون ليا
و متهيألي مفهومة حياتي ناهيتها بإيديا
دا ياما شكيت كتير و بكيت ولا حسيت بأوجاعي
جرحت كرامتي بخداعك و جرحك كان ملوش داعي
 
خلاص انساني ما نسيتك انا اسفة اني حبيتك
غلطت عشان انا اديتك حياتي و روحي ملك ايديك
خلاص بجد ندمت على الايام لقيت فيها الوعود اوهام
خلاص مش قابلة اي كلام عشان مش باقية تاني عليك
 
انا مصّره أعيش حرة و مش مضطرة اعيش وياك
فتنساني خلاص احسن لاني بقيت انا نسياك
و عشت معاك بقلب ملاك عشان فكراك حبيب ليا
لقيت الراحة فيك لما تشوف الدمعة ف عينيا
 

The cars are running, here is another rushed by..

Versions: #2
The cars are running, here is another rushed by us-
All of them towards precise and ultimate aim,
Perhaps, from the song of Ancharov- *'MAZ',
Loaded with Caspian herring.
 
I wander the roads, like a beggar sack in the hand,
Wisely all my kopeks saving
And also wisely use up my strength,
And in a quilt jacket muffle my scream.
 
Where to am I and why?- one can live, if he knows it.
And you can, without any straining
To wake up and get up, if only I could sleep,
And if not for a blizzard, then to sing.
 

Good Morning Love

My hands, your hands
lead through the life
your words and silence
give satisfaction to my heart
 
I've found everything into you
And sun and shade
I've found a peace into you
 
Chorus:
Good morning my love
Hug me with your smile
While days are counting
Everything comes to its own
Each happiness is welcomed
 
Good morning love
Stay with me forever
Till last breath
Without any fear
I will live and die for you
 
My sky, my sea
In the clear mornings
Listen to your heart, follow your dreams
For better tomorrow
 
I've found everything into you
And sun and shade
I've found a peace into you
 
Chorus
 

Barefoot

Chorus:
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
and throw my words through the wind.
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
I run after you to the end of the world barefoot!
 
(Barefoot!)
Barefoot!
 
[Verse 1]:
If it wasn't for you, where would I be?
If there wasn't strength, my seas, seas
Would they still blow away the poles of the sail with wind?
Love was a light. A white strip.
 
Chorus:
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
and throw my words through the wind.
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
I run after you to the end of the world barefoot!
 
(Barefoot!)
 
[Verse 2]:
I'm after you barefoot on shattered glass.
You pierce my heart with a needle.
You crush me, you crush me from within.
Take and look at my skin.
 
You crumble to pieces,
You fall asleep with me and wake up.
I can't live without you, it's impossible to live without you
My feelings from you glide to you.
 
Chorus (x2):
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
and throw my words through the wind.
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
I run after you to the end of the world barefoot!
 
(Barefoot!)
 
[Verse 3]:
If it wasn't for you, where would I be?
If there wasn't strength, my seas, seas
Would they still blow away the poles of the sail with wind?
Love was a light. A white strip.
 
Chorus (x2):
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
and throw my words through the wind.
Dew in my face. I'm walking barefoot towards you
I run after you to the end of the world barefoot!