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Muzika

[Intro: Gallo Nero]
(Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo, da)
(Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo)
 
[Hook: Gallo Nero & Bonez MC]
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
Svaki sat koji imam, senke iskrive preko noći
Previše loše, dosta je, previše loše
Intenzivan prestupnik
Pucam, držim naselje budnim
Zao krokodil (da, da)
I dalje nema zatvora, policija nas mrzi
 
[Part 1: Gallo Nero]
Čujes li moje reči?
Sta pušim, nije bilo koja sorta
Da, živim slobodno, nemam brige
Svaki kamen(dijamant) na mom lancu je besprekoran
Dripujem jako, vozim se u Phantom kupeu
Pobi ih, uzmi pištolj, napuni, pucaj
Koristi svaku šansu jer je Bog mislio dobro
Pravim pare, redovi para, šta radiš ti?
 
[Pre-Hook: Gallo Nero]
Znam, nekad će sve proći (Sve proći)
Vreme, leti, da, kao u žurbi
U belom to ide onda [?]
U grobu sam, ali muzika ne umire
 
[Hook: Gallo Nero & Bonez MC]
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
Svaki sat koji imam, senke iskrive preko noći
Previše loše, dosta je, previše loše
Intenzivan prestupnik
Pucam, držim naselje budnim
Zajeban krokodil (da, da)
I dalje nema zatvora, policija nas mrzi
 
[Part 2: Bonez MC]
Naš život čini invalide u glavi
Brza sportska kola, sjajna boja
I mi smo high, dodji, pijemo nekoliko šotova
Šest ujutru i ne mogu više spavati
Mi smo gangsteri od jutra do noći
Pravimo pare sa paketima i sunce, ono sija
Lovimo novčanice, gledaj na gomilu
Novi nakit i svi gledaju, živim Hollywood život
 
[Pre-Hook: Bonez MC]
Najlepši smo na parkingu
Vozim se na zajebanim felnama jer mi se svidjaju
Brate, ovo je naše vreme, Hvala Bogu da smo ovde
Uvek high i jednom, to je to
 
[Hook: Gallo Nero & Bonez MC]
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
Svaki sat koji imam, senke iskrive preko noći
Previše loše, dosta je, previše loše
Intenzivan prestupnik
Pucam, držim naselje budnim
Zajeban krokodil (da, da)
I dalje nema zatvora, policija nas mrzi
 
[Bridge: Bonez MC]
Naš život čini invalide u glavi
Brza sportska kola, sjajna boja
I mi smo high, dodji, pijemo nekoliko šotova
Šest ujutru i ne mogu više spavati
 
[Outro: Gallo Nero & Bonez MC]
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
(Brza sportska kola, sjajna boja)
Ova muzika mi je dala mnogo
(Brza sportska kola, sjajna boja)
 

Our Lady of Copacabana

Our lady of Copacabana
Greet whores in your praise
As every woman who is born is a fight
Not a single one less, and more love
I pray in the name of your history
A contradictory tale of party and heat
 
Our lady of Copacabana
Spends New Year's in splendor
Now care, on your sidewalks,
Of accused children
While, on your beach,
Tourists abuse your redeemer
 
I praise those who, everyday,
Come back from their shipwreck
Of bitter evenings
At dance clubs, without modesty
 
Pieces of meat that you're free to choose
Bodies with the blood of the censor
Mouths which completely suck
Souls tainted with mould
 
Copacabana, little old princess
Listen to my cry
And protect all of those in their panties
Transvestites from their aggressors
Here I make, in your memory,
This prayer as the drum beats
 
Please, allow me now,
To scare away your fear
And sing with these people
Who call themselves 'worthless'
 
Please, allow me now,
To scare away your fear
And sing with these people
Who call themselves 'worthless'
 
Please, allow me now,
To scare away your fear
And sing with these people
Who call themselves 'worthless'
 
Please, allow me now,
To scare away your fear
And sing with these people
Who call themselves 'worthless'
 
Please, allow me now,
To scare away your fear
And sing with these people
Who call themselves 'worthless'
 

Expropriate It!

Tell me how power feels right at this moment
Having whoever you want and making them your property
If you want, you can take everything I have
The worst part is, if you ask me to do that, I'll cooperate.
 
I was direct with you,
I couldn't see myself getting involved,
But I won't lie to you,
You know how to make me submit.
 
Take it, take it all
Keep, keep my heart for yourself
You already know how it is
Just say the word and you'll have it.
 
Expropriate it!
Expropriate it!
 
No one to tell you no,
No one to pump the brakes,
Tell me what you'll do with that.
 
If I was direct with you,
And couldn't see myself getting involved...
But I won't lie to you,
You know how to make me submit.
Just...
 
Take it, take it all
Keep, keep my heart for yourself
You already know how it is
Just say the word and you'll have it.
Expropriate it!
Expropriate it!
 
No one to tell you no,
No one to pump the brakes,
Tell me what you'll do with that.
With that!
With that!
 

Call Me Whatever You Want

I know you're not looking for anyone
You're just here for a distraction
Thinking about who was here before
But come and give me a bit of your attention
 
You have nothing to worry about
If you make the most of me today
If you want to use me to forget
Relax, it's all the same to me
 
So call me whatever you want
Whatever name you prefer
Call me whatever you want
'Cause today, I can be whoever
 
I already saw that you got a message
Someone had a bad omen
And if you want to reconsider something
Like a king, I'll convince you
 
You have nothing to worry about
If you make the most of me today
If you want to use me to forget
Relax, it's all the same to me
 
So call me whatever you want
Whatever name you prefer
Call me whatever you want
'Cause today, I can be whoever
 
Call me, call me, call me, call me, call
Call me, call me, call me, call me, call
Call me, call me, call me, call me, call
Call me, call me, call me, call me, call
 
So call me whatever you want
Whatever name you prefer
Call me whatever you want
'Cause today, I can be whoever
 
Call me, call me, call me, call me, call
Call me whatever you want
Call me, call me, call me, call me, call
'Cause today, I can be whoever
 

The 80's voice

Something big is being born
In the 80's decade
Already feels in the atmosphere
Saturated with boredom
The hippies and the punks had the chance
To break the stagnation
In the claws of marketing
All good intent died
 
The youths cackled a lot
And don't convince not even for an instant
They asked for understanding, love and peace
With phrases made many years ago
 
Leave the inertia of the 70's, open your eyes and stand up
Listen the beat, tune the sound
Sharpen your senses, realize that you're alive!
 
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
The voice of the 80's
 
In Roma, Lima and in Santander
The people of your age doesn't know what to do
Santiago, Asunción and Buenos Aires too
Well, things aren't burning
Latin blood needs the world
Red, furious and adolescent
Latin blood needs the planet
Goodbye barriers, goodbye 70's!
 
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
The voice of the 80's
 
In the middle of the plastic age
We'll be strenght, we'll be change
Don't settle for watching
In the 80's your rol is stellar
You have the strenght, you're the main actor
From the core of our cities
Arises the skin that will wear the world
 
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
The voice of the 80's
 
Listen to the murmur, something feels like coming
The last winds of the 70's are dying
Look our youth, what a sad and false joy
 
Leave the inertia of the 70's, open your eyes and stand up
Listen the beat, tune the sound
Sharpen your senses, realize that you're alive!
 
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
It's coming the strenght
The voice of the 80's
 

Circus

Two athletes fly from one side of my soul
to the other
Hurling abuse and wisecracks about life:
And I don’t know their names.
In my barren soul I always hear
The swinging of trapezes. Two athletes
Fly from one side of my soul to the other,
Happy to find it so empty.
 
And I hear
Hear sounds in space
Again and again, the creaking of trapezes,
Again and again.
A faceless woman singing,
standing upright on my soul,
A faceless woman on my soul prostrate on the floor,
My soul, my soul: I keep saying this word
Don’t know, like a child
beckoning his mother into the light,
In muddled sounds and cries, or just to make
Clear what makes no sense.
 
My soul. My soul
Is like hard soil that gets ridden over,
without as little as being seen,
By horses and wagons, trampled by feet,
and by nonexistent Beings,
my blood gushing from their eyes, today, yesterday, tomorrow. Headless
Beings will sing on my grave
An unintelligible song.
And they’ll scramble for my soul’s bones.
My soul. My
Dead brother is smoking a cig next to me.
 

I saw rain fall this Afternoon

Versions: #2
This afternoon, I saw the rain fall,
I saw people running around,
And you were not here...
 
The other night, I saw a blue, bright start shine
And you weren't here...
 
The other evening, I witness a bird in love,
Kissing it's lover, fully illusioned,
And you were not here...
 
This afternoon, I saw the rain fall
I saw people running around
And you were not here...
 
I witnessed Fall come,
The sea sing it's song
And you were not here
 
I' not certain how much you love me,
If you truly miss me or if you just fool with me
All I know is, I saw the rain fall,
I saw people running around,
And you were not here