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Silvery

[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
I announce the start of the press conference of The Silver.
I ask all journalists to light up their microphones.
 
[Srebroto] (The Silver)
Mr. Journalist-o,
asks me vigorously.
 
Who is the man who threads silver fibres in his thin mustache?
Who is the man that has sunflower seeds, candies, pennies and silver bundles jingling in his pocket?
Who is the man to whom a fabulous, silver moon path leads?
Who is the man who carries liquid silver in his first aid auto kit?
Then he asks me - Is a silver lady, in a silver tub, rubbing a dark back?
Then he asks me - Are you going to а jazz party with that silver dress-coat?
Then the man asks me - Do I put any silver lenses in my eyes?
 
And I say - My journalist, how are you? Do you want help? Save some energy.
 
Chorus:
I don't know, yes, I know, I don't know, I don't know.
I can't give an answer for you.
The number of my fashion is very big.
Do you ask me what I drink and what I eat.
Ask your questions a little more correctly,
in order for me to give more spectacular answers.
My music is manga-hit-hop style,
it's not punk, rap, rock or pop.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
Didn't it get a little heavy...?
No, no, no, it's more like punk, but not heavy.
 
[Srebroto] (The Silver)
Nine hundred and twenty-five are the noble qualities of The Silver.
After that comes the question - Is The Silver worth like a six in the lottery?
'But you don't answer anything specific.' one says and startles me.
He wants me to explain who is hiding under this silver paint.
Who, who, who? Who, who, who?
And again they torment me with the question of The Silver in weight and carats.
And they ask me again - Do you spend silver in the European States?
And again they torment me with the question - Am I inhaling a light silver dose?
And why does my wife tolerate this silver pose?
 
Chorus(x2):
I don't know, yes, I know, I don't know, I don't know.
I can't give an answer for you.
The number of my fashion is very big.
Do you ask me what I drink and what I eat.
Ask your questions a little more correctly,
in order for me to give more spectacular answers.
My music is manga-hit-hop style,
it's not punk, rap, rock or pop.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth) (x4)
Didn't it get a little heavy...?
No, no, no, it's more like punk, but not heavy.
 

Party stress

[Srebroto] (The Silver)
Highlife party - an inseparable interest.
Manicures, dresses, silicone, stress,
wild fairies, God knows what else.
They march by us in retro fashion clothing.
Thank you! Your performance brought me a revelation.
You go to a highlife party and leave in a good mood.
Someone rang my doorbell in the morning,
turned out to be our personal eruo-millions.
When did we manage to step into these deep waters
I asked my brother Zyumbyul (Hyacinth), he shrugged shyly.
Kulim (Kulyu) gave something for charity.
Excess silver, we should spend it like crazy.
The stress indicator started flashing,
we will hear an ultra hit of a new pop lark.
A free reality for all euro-countries,
the loser wins the right... to... make art.
 
Chorus:
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please, hands up in the air!
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please everyone, hands up in the air!
 
[Kulyu]
Tell me how not to pay attention to you.
Not only you're sexy, but with charm.
You're a super fan, I'm just a performer.
The autograph pen is gold - without ink.
You tell me one thing and I hear another.
You don't see me, you see my HUGO socks.
The leather is eco, the wool - angorian.
Buffet occupied by people.
Highlife party with a euro-mood,
a suitable time for a respectful donation.
I should probably go, 'cause the whysky's dancing
and should take her with me, since she kisses me so warmly.
 
Chorus(x2):
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please, hands up in the air!
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please everyone, hands up in the air!
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
Would you look at Nufri...
Miracles happen at parties every day,
and I'd do anything for you to go through me.
Life is much more interesting than going to the movies
and the main character is me, not Al Pacino.
I look at both of your eyes hotly,
with the subtext 'I will meet you again'.
But wait for me to pick up the phone,
Zaiko calls me, the premiere of the BDS jargon.
He knows enthusiasts full of feelings,
ready to sacrifice themselves in politics.
 
One ... Five ... Make yourself comfortable ...
Four ... Two ... Three ... Relax ... One ...
Dear tenants, breathing is the basis of human life.
Breathe deeply through your nose with an upright spine.
As you breathe, fill yourself with positive thoughts and inner serenity.
If you are politically engaged, use intermediaries for your good mood.
Br.manga
 

My space

Now, now...
 
[Kulyu]
Let us specify something -
this song's a result of another lunar eclipse.
There is no doubt, that the moon shines from the reflection
of at least a milliard solar generations.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
If the moon is my satellite, what am I then?
Lava in my soul, embers in my head.
 
[Srebroto] (The silver)
'Evening sets in, the moon rises...'
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
We all know that poem.
 
[Kulyu]
Op, op! A micron got in my eye -
that's a sign for me, that I'm entering a cyclone.
Light up my rocket and watch me make a scene,
I got a yearning for couple of star tournaments.
 
[Srebroto] (The silver)
What tournament? It doesn't matter.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
He's a third generation romantic.
 
[Kulyu]
Look at my head, full of songs.
The hour and place of the date are known.
 
Chorus(x2):
I want to splash you on the face like the sea,
There, where in my space I'll find you,
and climb a lunar peak... Very much...
 
[Srebroto] (The silver)
Here I am, going out with my boy band,
the rating of a huge falling star went down.
And your boots are so exquisite,
sorry for mine - they're dusty form the lunar dust.
How do I talk to you? If I tell a funny joke...
I may look like a future solo artist.
 
[Zyumbyul and Kulyu]
(Your space suit is pretty...
From a famous quality brand...)
 
[Srebroto] (The silver)
It reminds me of Sophia Loren in the movie Two Women.
What rakia are you drinking, does it even lift?
This girl's constantly winking at me, she comes from many light years away.
She lifts the helmet - there shines an aura,
the light of a couple of thousands of comets.
Let me treat you a coffee from a vending machine, but I don't have any coins.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
His pocket is full of image confetti.
 
[Srebroto] (The silver)
If I was Pavarotti, I'd sing you to canzonets.
If I wasn't an astronaut where... cadets.
 
Chorus(x2):
I want to splash you on the face like the sea,
There, where in my space I'll find you,
and climb a lunar peak... Very much...
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
Why am I even goin' in a shuttle, when I don't know anything about shuttles.
 
[Kulyu]
Better a well-read tourist, than a barefooted engineer.
Don't look, that I'm roaming in space,
at least the sea ____________ of the cosine.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
The technologies are advancing so fast,
that the ideologies of uncle Getsko got mixed.
 
(I thought I was flying, and I was gravitating...)
 
[Kulyu]
She doesn't even know how well I understand her.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
A man is as big as his dreams.
The welcome you by the clothes, send you off by the money.
 
[Kulyu]
It became very crowded on this Earth.
 
[Srebroto] (The silver)
Even Leonardo deciphered this.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
The people are free - they can choose.
The cosmos is a big stellar accommodation.
 
[Kulyu]
It's good when you have money.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
Once it was 'bringing down', now it's 'buying stars'.
 
Chorus(x3):
I want to splash you on the face like the sea,
There, where in my space I'll find you,
and climb a lunar peak... Very much...