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The Voice of Parting

Alone on a quiet morning,
Silently singing of a winter feeling.
All because you wouldn't look at me.
And as my dream ends, I cry the next day.
 
I started to forget.
You were somewhere far away.
How could you go somewhere that I could never reach?
The voice of parting resounds within in my heart.
Like someone unknown knocking on my door.
I can hear it.
 
The splitting clouds up above,
Reflected in the corner of a small window.
That's when you started whistling.
And as my dream ends, I cry the next day.
 
I started to forget.
You were somewhere far away.
How could you go somewhere that I could never reach?
The voice of parting resounds within in my heart.
Like someone unknown knocking on my door.
I can hear it.
 

The Weeping Woman

Versions: #2
You were leaving a temple one day, Weeping Woman,
and I saw you passing by.
You were leaving a temple one day, Weeping Woman,
and I saw you passing by.
 
You wore a beautiful huipil, Weeping Woman,
I even thought you were the Virgin.
You wore a beautiful huipil, Weeping Woman,
I even thought you were the Virgin.
 
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman from a field of irises.
Woe is me, Weeping Woman.
Weeping Woman from a field of irises.
 
He who doesn't know about love,
won't know what is agony.
He who doesn't know about love,
won't know what is agony.
 
I don't know what's with the flowers, Weeping Woman,
the flowers from a cemetery.
I don't know what's with the flowers, Weeping Woman,
the flowers from a cemetery.
 
When the wind moves them, Weeping Woman,
they look like they're crying.
When the wind moves them, Weeping Woman,
they look like they're crying.
 
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman, take me to the river.
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman, take me to the river.
 
Cover me with your shawl, Weeping Woman,
because I'm freezing to death.
Cover me with your shawl, Weeping Woman,
because I'm freezing to death.
 

The Child I'm Leaving Behind

Attention! I'm in mortal danger
And I've already warned you
She will stay here and I will go away
 
This child of mine
Evil people are after her
This child of mine
On a tide of misfortune
 
God gave me this offspring
That I brought into the world
And she will stay here
When I am gone
 

Broken Hearts

So many times I tried
to always succumb
For the harmony of us
even sometimes it hurts
 
Look at my red cheek
marks of your hand
Like what you always did
when you are angry, covering your guilt
 
Am I the same?
like that bird
sold by people
so you do what you like
by doing that
you hurt me
 
If we are going to part
it is not a destiny
maybe this is better
to make yoy satisfied share love
return me please
i'm with my mom or my father
 
in the past, like handful of gold
You marry me
in the past, swear promise
in front of witness wow wow
but all is gone
lost in lies, oo-oo
but now just story
broken hearts
 
just
just let it be sadness tonight
maybe tomorrow
happt with other
 
If we are going to part
it is not a destiny
maybe this is better
to make yoy satisfied share love
return me please
i'm with my mom or my father
 
in the past, like handful of gold
You marry me
in the past, swear promise
in front of witness wow wow
but all is gone
lost in lies, oo-oo
but now just story
broken hearts
but now just story
broken hearts
 

Expeditionary´s Song

Do you know where I come from?
I come from the morro, from Engenho (*),
From the jungles, from the coffee plantations,
From the coconut´s good land,
From the hut, where one is little,
Two is good, tree is too much,
I come from silky beaches,
From altered mountains,
From the pampas (1), from the seringal (2),
From the curly river banks,
From the green rough seas,
From my homeland.
For as many lands as I go,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning back there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
 
I come from my land
From the mountain range´s white house
From the moonlight of my countryside
I come from my Maria (3)
which name initiates
on the palm of my hand
Moema´s (4) warm arms
Iracema´s (5) honey lips
extended for me
Oh, my beloved land
From Senhora Aparecida (6)
From Senhor do Bonfim (7)
 
For as many lands as I go to,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning back there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
Do you know where I come from?
From a land that I have
In my guitar´s bunt
That by living in my chest
Even got the shape
Of a big heart
I left my ground behind
My limon, my limon tree
My rosewood´s foot
My little house
Up on the hill
Where the sabiá (8) sings
 
For as many lands as I go to,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
 
I come from beyond this mound
That still azures the horizon
Where our love was born
From the ranch next door
A coconut tree, poor tree,
already died of saudades (9)
I come from the most beautiful green
From the goldest yellow
From the most full of light blue
Full of silver stars
That kneel dazzled
Doing the cross sign
 
For as many lands as I go to,
God, don´t allow that I die
Without returning back there
Without taking as a landmark
This 'V' that symbolizes
The victory that will come
Our final victory
Which is the target of my rifle,
The feed of my haversack
The water of my cantel,
The wings of my ideal,
The glory of my Brazil.
 
(*) Morro do Engenho - a favela in Rio de Janeiro (a city in Brazil)
(1) kind of vegetationin in south Brazil
(2) rubber plantation
(3) woman´s name (Mary)
(4) Indian´s name
(5) name of a book and the indian woman of the book
(6) Saint patron of Brazil
(7) Saint patron of Bahia (A brazilian´s State)
(8) a little bird
(9) there is no good translation to this word - it´s a feeling - one feels when missing something or someone
 
patyrlopes

To Love Means

Versions: #2
Who left footprints so you can find to walk upon
so you can have a path to retun
and when you return to tell you i am here
 
Who took from the Sunset the Suns colors
so you can see and on the ground
your eyes never fall , your eyes that i love (to cherish)
 
To love means for strangers to meet
and the two of them mean more to each other than anyone else
 
To love means something that brings you to exaggeration ( to do something extreme without logic)
 
Who from one day to the next (day) fought
in front of you to win sorrows
and for you to never feel bitterness
 
Who night after night counted breathes
to come closer to you and mountains he passed
to be by your side so you never feel fear
 
To love means for strangers to meet
and the two of them mean more to each other than anyone else
 
To love means something that brings you to exaggeration ( to do something sponateous)
 
Exaggerations i did , all was worth it
for you i'd do it all over again
 
I have never regreted i'll never regret
and always extravagant for you i will declare
To Love means.
 

The gipsy shouted, changing his horse ...

The gipsy shouted, changing his horse:
'With a horse you are living free.
Don't make out of me, me,
With me there is enough me!
 
Don't let your mood be spoilt groundlessly,
Without gain don't trouble ...
I am not suited as an owner
Of people and horses.
 
Don't discuss with rascals,
Run away from old wives' advices ...
I take an oath that the horse isn't stolen
And that it is of Arabian blood'.
 

There arrived in Monaco ...

There arrived in Monaco
some voyak,
Went to the casino und squandered capital, -
And his inner voice
exclaimed despairingly:
'Oh, what the hell - again lost!'
 
The bankrupt began to yell: 'Who has said that?!'
The croupier shrugged indifferently with his shoulders,
The porter pointed instantly to the exit,
There hit him someone on the eye - now, in general, a scandal.
 
And he cried again: 'Who has said that?!
The same voice who told me the numbers! ..' -
He shot himself in the mouth - and was at once quiet.
The poor man doesn' exist anymore, it's a pity about the capital.
 

Detective Conan 2nd Theme Song

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan
 
With Detective Conan every mystery is not a mystery anymore
He skillfully tells lies apart from truth
Oh oh (oh oh, oh oh)
 
Case after case he solves everything following his instinct
(Following his instinct)
And never gives up
That way he makes it
Conan
 
Only he knows what to do
Only he knows where to go
Only he knows whom to search for
To discover the truth
 
Conan, super detective with glasses
Chasing criminals
He will unveil every secret
Investigating further
 
Conan, who never makes a mistake
Who always hits his target
But his true identity
Is still unknown
 
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan (Conan)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan
 
He's in love, but
He can't propose
Since he's been back a child for very long
Only by investigating he knows
He'll maybe find
The one who will turn him back adult
So he never gives up
 
Conan, super detective with glasses
Chasing criminals
He will unveil every secret
Investigating further
 
Conan, who never makes a mistake
Who always hits his target
But his true identity
Is still unknown
 
Investigating further
 
Conan, who never makes a mistake
Who always hits his target
But his true identity
Is still unknown
 
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan (Conan)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh Detective Conan
 
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Leonard doesn't sing

Somewhere in the west there is a manor house
And it's mistress is yelling
oh she yells loudly
In a curve, she bangs her head on the floor
Says again and again 'Fucking Leonard!'
Nothing else really
 
Nearby there is a dance pavilion
and a wretched
some sort of drunk tank
In all of them i have sang
That is known by Police
and by many rich older ladies
 
Oh, but for i was given a personality of a slob
and the ladies had all the money
I didn't really have a choice but to sing
 
So i had ended up in the wastes
and the marks were
fit for the deed
But for evil i have never done a thing
if i ever sang a sentence
it was due to circumstances
 
When they put a sack over my head
and decorated it with rope
I didn't have a choice but to sing
 
Then i sang the bad old D
And so someone disappeared into the depths of the river
For all eternity
with their shoes made of cement
 
And now you hear the conscience scolding: You moron, is your neck tingling?
It would be for the best if Leonard never sings
 
Oh the lovely fatherland
has started to burn beneath my feet
Many mysterious men, many widowed women
overly bitter - >Something could happen
to your humble storyteller
something violent, irreversible
 
Oh, but for i was given a personality of a slob
and the ladies had all the money
I didn't really have a choice but to sing
 
When they put a sack over my head
and decorated it with rope
I didn't have a choice but to sing
 
So if you get us a four wheeler
I shall get us passports and ready everything else
And behind the borders
I promise i shall not sing
 
Then i will dance with you, even though it wouldn't
Be a beautiful sight, and i promise you:
I shall not sing a sentence, not about you at least
I shall not sing a tune, not about you, ever
I shall not sing a sentence, not about you at least
I shall not sing a tune, not about you, ever
 
Jon Of Finland

To You

Versions: #2
To you I am talking to you,
to you who doesn't listen
To you, with what you have in excess
you could give me light to light up the days
 
To you who plays to win over me
when you know well that I have lost everything
To you I am talking to you
even though you don't care what I'm saying
 
To you I am talking to you
Although it's a waste of time
To you that has gone far past
the rigor of cries and melancholy
 
If I never told the truth
it's because the truth was always a lie
To you I am talking to you
although you don't give a damn about what I'm saying
 
To you who didn't have the courage to fight for yourself
To you who consoles yourself covering up with Channel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
Nothing
 
To you who for spite is thinking with your feet
To you who left me alone including when you were in my company
You have nothing left, you have nothing left
Nothing
 
To you I am talking to you
so deaf and resigned
To you who sleeps with your pride
and you let yourself be touched with you cheap resentment
 
To you who likes to be a matyr
handing out faults that are only yours
To you I am talking to you
because no one else understand better what I am telling you
 
To you who didn't have the courage to fight for yourself
To you who consoles yourself covering up with Channel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
Nothing
 
To you who for spite is thinking with your feet
To you who left me alone including when you were in my company
You have nothing left, you have nothing left
Nothing
 
You have nothing left and at least I have left
This incurable syndrome of loving you so much
 
To you who didn't have the courage to fight for yourself
To you who consoles yourself covering up with Channel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
 

National Anthem of Oman

O Lord, protect for us
His Majesty the Sultan
and the people in our land 
with honour and peace.
May he live long, strong and supported, 
glorified be his leadership.
For him we shall lay down our lives. 
 
O Oman, since the time of the Prophet
We are a dedicated people
amongst the noblest Arabs. 
Be happy! Qaboos has come 
With the blessings of Heaven
Be cheerful and commend him
to the protection of our prayers.
 

Sudanese National Anthem

We are the soldiers of God, 
the soldiers of our homeland,
We never fail when called for sacrifice.
Death, we defy at adversity.
Glory, we buy with the highest price.
This land is ours.
May, our Sudan, live long,
an edifice among the nations,
O Sons of the Sudan, this is your symbol,
which shoulders your burden
and shields your land.
 

Pod mojom kožom

Vazduh me guši, nešto me tera da dišem
Sva ova sećanja koja sam imao, uzimaju ih od mene.
 
Nešto je u meni,
ponovo je moje vreme,
ovo je pravo vreme,
ali shvatam da je nešto unutra.
 
Nešto gmiže pod mojom kožom, bojim se,
Nešto umire duboko unutra.
Nešto gmiže pod mojom kožom, bojim se,
Nešto umire, neću se predati.
 
Zaključano u mojoj glavi dok moji gresi su na videlu,
Svakog trenutka mog iskupljenja, vraćaju se i napadaju me.
 
Nešto je u meni,
ponovo je moje vreme,
ovo je pravo vreme,
ali shvatam da je nešto unutra.
 
Nešto gmiže pod mojom kožom, bojim se,
Nešto umire duboko unutra.
Nešto gmiže pod mojom kožom, bojim se,
Nešto umire, neću se predati.
 
Tragamo da pronađemo mesto unutra,
definišemo želju da umremo, da živimo ponovo.
Vreme je da ubijem ovu stvar što buja unutra.
 
Nešto gmiže pod mojom kožom, bojim se,
Nešto umire duboko unutra.
Nešto gmiže pod mojom kožom, bojim se,
Nešto umire, neću se predati.
 

A woman's heart

I'm alone tonight
Alone again...
I feel how lonely is this heart
I feel how sore is this heart
The wound in my chest
 
Drops of tears
Falling on my cheeks
Gone are my wishes
and my dreams...
 
You flirt with her in front of me
You seduce her in your embrace
How insufferable is this pain of my heart
The world feels dark to me, ooh...
 
What can this self do
It's the fate of a woman
Only cries and tears
The foothold of sorrow
 

minutes

Versions: #2
the clock on the wall
says that it is 6:23
and the present is an athlete without feet
it is already 6:43
and the corpse of the passed minute
says to me 'So you live here whether you like it or not'
and the nostalgia puts a house in my head
and gives six fifty
 
who told you that I
am the dream you once dreamed
who told you
turn around my future upside down
now it is 7:16
and the corpse of the minute passed
says to me your strategy ruined you
nothing remains but to learn to live alone
if you have guts left (translators note: the term guts refers to strength or nerve)
 
the house is not another house
that a grave yard of stories
enters in pits
that others call memories
 
(chorus)
Minutes,
that are salt in the wound
are passing my life
spending the clock
Minutes,
they are the morgue of time,
the corpses of moments
that don't ever return
there is no clock that can turn things back
 
what hurts spends
the instant in which you are not there
what is the cost to struggle
now it is 9:23
and the corpse of the passed minute,
makes fun of my desire to kiss
the photo that you left in the drawer (specifically dresser drawer)
 
My loneliness is your revenge
the minister of time
put your seat on my pillow
there you encounter moments
that mean nothing at all
 
(chorus)
Minutes,
that are salt in the wound
are passing my life
spending the clock
Minutes,
they are the morgue of time,
the corpses of moments
that don't ever return
there is no clock that can turn things back
 
minutes that mock me,
minutes with the fury of the sea,
minutes pass that don't go anywhere,
minutes with rain of salt,
minutes with fire on the skin,
minutes that are outsiders and that come and go without saying,
minutes that hurt me without you,
minutes that don't hit pension,
minutes that when dying will form the battalion of yesterday,
minutes that rob the light,
minutes that oxidize my faith,
minutes tenants of time as long as they last,
minutes that enjoy dying,
minutes that don't go anywhere,
minutes that crash into me...
are the kamikaces of God (kamikaces referring and comparing to the kamikaces warriors of Japan in WWII)
 

Sketch of a goodbye

In a dawn, a couple is sitting
On a guardrail
They watch melancholically
The sun that rises over the buildings
 
Through the dance hall where they met
And the alley where they kissed
Until now, they've been looking for
The spot where they lost their love
 
Why... now... you became... like wind...
Our eyes... in our glance... only remains... a goodbye
Why... now... I became... like rain...
Suddendly... our hearts... and dreams... got soaked wet in light
 
on the other side of the street, the lovers
behave how they did once a time, caressing cheek to cheek
 
Why... now... you became... like wind...
fingers... hair... already... far
Why... now... I became... like rain...
the glance... covers... you... just tell me farewell
 
Why... now... you became... like wind...
Our eyes... in our glance... only remains... a goodbye
Why... now... I became... like rain...
Suddendly... our hearts... and dreams... got soaked wet in light
 
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Uzdizanje

Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
Ovog puta mi ne-ne-ne-ne-nemamo nikakvu budućnost
Oni žele da nas s-s-spreče, ali ne mogu više da nas zaustave
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
 
Kada dotaknemo dno, ništa nas neće zaustaviti
Popeću se na vrh sa tobom
Mogli bismo biti oni najveći koji nikada nisu uspeli
Da, mogao bih da pričam s tobom
Pokušavaju da mrze, mrze, mrze
Ali mi nećemo menjati, menjati apsolutno ništa
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
 
Oni misle da smo izvisili
Živeći sa našim mamama
Roditelji mora da su jako ponosni
Oni sve znaju
Ne, oni ne govore našim jezikom
Kažu da smo previše neobuzdani, da
Ne, ne, nama se više j... za to
 
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
Ne, oni ne govore našim jezikom
Kažu da smo previše neobuzdani, da
Ne, ne, nama se više j... za to
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
 
Kažu mi ne idemo ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nigde
Ali ono što ne znaju, znaju, znaju je da mi ne, ne marimo
Mi ćemo i dalje, i dalje ići dok više ne možemo da idemo
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
 
Kada dotaknemo dno, ništa nas neće zaustaviti
Popeću se na vrh sa tobom
Mogli bismo biti oni najveći koji nikada nisu uspeli
Da, mogao bih da pričam s tobom
Pokušavaju da mrze, mrze, mrze
Ali mi nećemo menjati, menjati apsolutno ništa
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
 
Oni misle da smo izvisili
Živeći sa našim mamama
Roditelji mora da su jako ponosni
Oni sve znaju
Ne, oni ne govore našim jezikom
Kažu da smo previše neobuzdani, da
Ne, ne, nama se više j... za to
 
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
Ne, oni ne govore našim jezikom
Kažu da smo previše neobuzdani, da
Ne, ne, nama se više j... za to
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati
Mi ćemo se u-u-u-u-uzdizati dok ne padnemo
 

The Bride's Dance

Today we have gathered around the bride,
Our queen, our unique bright light.
 
The white skirt, you are lucky
Today is your day with your groom (2x)
 
Chorus:
You have grown up ten times today,
There is no bride as beautiful in the world like you.
Today is a big day, and it is important
There is an everlasting sunshine in your eyes.
Today is a big day, and it is important
Let there be a happy wedding and world.
 
White-white is the bride’s dress
It is bright like a star.
Congratulations on the bride’s dress,
The crown on your head is lucky.
 
The bride’s heart is pounding. They are almost there,
Already standing on the threshold is a lovely groom.
When the time comes, he will raise up
The bride’s white veil and give a kiss.
 
Chorus:
You have grown up ten times today,
There is no bride as beautiful in the world like you.
Today is a big day, and it is important
There is an everlasting sunshine in your eyes.
Today is a big day, and it is important
Let there be a happy wedding and world.
 
White-white is the bride’s dress
It is bright like a star.
Congratulations on the bride’s dress,
The crown on your head is lucky.
 
The bride’s heart is pounding. They are almost there,
Already standing on the threshold is a lovely groom.
When the time comes, he will raise up
The bride’s white veil and give a kiss.
When the time comes, he sees the bride
With a white dress and veil and will give a kiss.
 
Chorus:
White-white is the bride’s dress
It is bright like a star.
Congratulations on the bride’s dress
The crown on your head is lucky.
 
White-white is the bride’s dress
It is bright like a star.
Congratulations on the bride’s dress,
The crown on your head is lucky.
 
The crown on your head is lucky...(2)
 

Donor Song

Do you have a moment?
May I ask you some questions?
It won’t take much time,
so please circle whichever you like.
 
First:
“In the event that I am declared either brain dead or cardiac dead…
…I hereby agree to donate my organs for transplantation.”
 
And second:
“In the event that I am declared cardiac dead…
I hereby agree to donate my organs for transplantation.”
 
Third:
“I will not donate any organs”
 
“Those who selected the first or second,
ith the exception of the third:”
Take my heart, my liver, my kidneys, my pancreas too
if it’s for someone else’s sake.
 
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
A world without you in it…
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
…Wouldn’t be worth anything.
 
If you could go on living in someone else,
if a part of you could remain here,
Why, that’s a wonderful thing, isn’t it.
At most it’d be a very nice dream.
Just, if my wish could come true,
if time would return to me,
On the day of the operation,
I would gladly switch places.
 
If God pulled a prank on me,
or maybe was angry,
Take my cells, my lungs, my intestines, and my eyes, too,
If it’s for someone else’s sake.
 
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
Simply wanting to go on living with you…
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
…wouldn’t be worth anything.
 
My heart, my liver, my kidneys, my pancreas,
My cells, my lungs, my intestines, and my eyes, too.
If it’s for someone else’s sake,
If it’s for someone else’s sake.
 
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
A world without you in it….
Thank you, and way to go.
It’s all fine by me,
it’s all fine by me.
A world without you in it…
It’s all fine by me,
I hereby agree.
…wouldn’t be worth anything.
 
Do you have a moment?
May I ask you some questions?
It won’t take much time,
so please circle whichever you like.
 

Sleepy-head

Oh, demonstrate you interest in my person!
You are after all yourself a sleepy-head too.
You'll be sleeping deeply - Difficult to wake, -
But I sleep here - not to be taken in, in ones sleep!
 

Three white horses

The rivers got cold, and the land got cold
And the houses slightly bristled
In the town it's warm and wet
In the town it's warm and wet
And in the countryside it's winter, winter, winter
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
Winter reveals snowy embraces
And until spring everything will slumber
There's only the spruces in their triangular clothing
There's only the spruces in their triangular clothing
Everyone runs, runs, runs towards me
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
The rivers got cold, and the land got cold
But I'm not afraid of the frost
In the town I found it gloomy
In the town I found it gloomy
But in the countryside I laugh, I laugh, I laugh
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
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Evander

Oh My!

My night grows deep deep
The TV is on
It’s loud like my heart
Why do you keep turning my heart on and off
However you want?
I didn’t say I didn’t like it
I’m just worried
That you’ll get too tired
That’s how I feel
 
If it’s you, I need no other
You’re like the summer without the overbearing heat
You’re the boiling point to my loneliness
I can’t sleep because of you and suddenly it’s morning already
 
What do I do with you?
I look at you but I think of you even more
You’re my only one
What do I do?
 
What do I do with you?
What do I do because of you?
Every day, every day, every day
I like you so much, what do I do?
 
How about you?
Is it hard for you to sleep because of me too?
If you keep making my heart flutter
What do I do?
 
What do I do?
I like you more each day
I’m a bit careless and clumsy
But for you, I won’t ever back down
 
Let’s hum together
Let’s share earphones
On the sketchbook of my brain, I draw you out every day
(What am I saying)
Anyway, I just like you
 
Sorry for repeating the same thing
But this is all
I can try using hard words
But my true feeling is this, every everything
 
What do I do with you?
I look at you but I think of you even more
If this was all really a dream
What do I do?
 
What do I do with you?
What do I do because of you?
Every day, every day, every day
I like you so much, what do I do?
 
How about you?
Is it hard for you to sleep because of me too?
If you keep making my heart flutter
What do I do?
 
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I really like you
Oh oh oh oh
Better tell
 
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Better tell somebody
Oh oh oh oh
You’re all mine
 
You’re so bright
You shine so brightly that it reaches outer space
Without you, what would I do? Woo baby
 
What do I do with you?
What do I do because of you?
Every day, every day, every day
I like you so much, what do I do?
 
How about you?
Do you even know my heart?
I can’t go on without you
What do I do?
 
What do I do?
 

Inmate's Diary

São Paulo, october 1st, 1992, 8AM
Here I am, one more day
Under the bloodthirsty glance of the sentinel
You don't know how is it to walk with your head targeted by
a HK
German machine gun or from Israel
It shreds a thief1 like a paper shredder
Standing up, at the wall, just another citizen named José
Working for the Government, a good Cop
He starves, he is a Charles Bronson wannabe
He knows what I wish
Knows what I think
The day is rainy. There's a tense atmosphere
Many people has tried to runaway, I want it too
But in a scale of one to hundred, I have zero chance
I wonder if God heard my pray
I wonder if the court accepted my appeal
I send a message to my brother:
'If you're taking drugs, you're screwed on my hand.'
He stills with that chick
You bet, that brat is a swell guy
I take out one more day or one less day, I don't know
Whatever, the days are all the same
I light up a smoke, I see the day passing by
I kill time so it won't kill me
Man is man, woman is woman
But rapist is different, isn't it?
(The rapist) Is punched all the time, kneel down and kiss feet,
and bleeds to the death on the Street 10
Every inmate has a mother, a belief
Every crime has a sentence
Every sentence has a reason, a story of teardrop,
blood, lives and glories, neglect, misery, hatred,
sorrow, scorn, delusion and degeneracy
Mix right this chemistry
It's ready: there's a new inmate
Lamentations in the hall, in the jail cell, in the courtyard
Around the sports court, everywhere
But I know the system, bro, huh...
There's no Saint here
Ratatata... I need to prevent
some bastard from making my mom cry2
My word of honor protects me
while I'm living in the beige3 pants land
Tic, tac, it's still 9h40
The prison clock paces in slow motion
Ratatata, another subway will pass
Carrying good, hurried, catholic people
Reading the newspaper, pleased, hypocritical
With anger inside, on their way to Centro
Looking at here, they're curious, of course
No, no, it's not, it's not the Zoo
My life doesn't have so much value
as your cell phone, your computer
Today, it's hard, the sun didn't show up
Today isn't the visitor's day, or the soccer's day
Some mates have a mind weaker than others
They don't endure the boredom, they get into a mess
Thanks to God and to Virgin Mary
there's only a year, three months and some days left
Up there is a closed cell
Nobody has opened it since last Tuesday
It has just the death and disinfectant smell
An inmate hanged himself using the bed sheet
Who's him? Who knows about it? Don't tell it
They would remove six more from side to side
Nothing get a man sicker
than the family abandonment
Hey, man, tell me: what do you want?
There's an empty space waiting for you
Grab all your imported goods
Your crime curriculum and wipe your ass
The crime life don't give you a future
Your face turns white at this side of the wall
Have you ever heard about Lucifer?
Who came from the hell with deference
One day... in Carandiru, no... he's just like any other
Eating musty food with pneumonia...
Here's bros from Osasco, Jardim D'Abril, Perelheiros,
Mogi, Jardim Brasil, Bela Vista, Jardim Angela,
Heliópolis, Itapevi, Paraisópolis.4
Thieves who are also friendly gets respect in the slums
But for the Government they're just numbers, nothing more
Nine pavilions, seven thousand men
They costs three hundred reais5 per month, each of them
On the last visit, Neguinho came here
He brought some fruits, Marlboro, Free...
He said that the swindler of my zone is back
With a red Kadett, plate from Salvador
Pretending to be good-looking, he curses, he abuses
with a nine-milimiter under his shirt
Brown: 'Hey, Neguinho, comes here, where's our bros?
Do you remeber about that dumb guy who tried to kill me?'
Blue: 'That son of a bitch6, scammer, cuckold.
He used to get high and let his girl all by herself.
She was virgin and under age.
Now she does blowjobs in exchange for snow!'
Brown: 'These chats bothers me.
If I was free it would be a crap...'
Blue: 'Yeah, the world goes round, someday he will be here.'
Brown: 'No, soon, soon, my process will be end.
I want to change, I want to go out.
If I bump into this 'so-and-so', nothing will stop me7!
I will be signing the 'one hundred and twenty one'.8'
October 2nd, the sun is shining
Everything is working well, everything is crystal-clear
In the middle of the night I felt chills in my body
It was not because of the wind, it was not because of the cold
Settling of scores happens every day
It would happen again soon, I knew it
Every prisoner try to be loyal
To get peace violently
If a scoundrel mess with someone,
he will have as many stitches as Frankenstein's face
Smoke by the window, there's fire in the cell
Now it's really screwed up, it has gone too far, and they probably have hostages
Most of them, just let themselves get involved
by five or six who have nothing to lose
Two thieves friends of mine started to argue
But they didn't imagine what's coming
Drug dealers, homicidal men, men who committed stelionate
A lot of primary defendant brats
That's the rift wanted by the system
Tell the IML9, the big day has arrived
It depends on the yes or no of only one man
Who prefers to be neutral on the phone
Ratatata, caviar and champagne.
Fleury went to lunch, fuck off, mom!10
Killer dogs, tear gas...
Who kill more thief earn more medals as a prize!
In Brazil human beings are disposable
Like an used OB or steel wool
Prison? Of course that's not the system fault
Let's hide what the soap-operas don't tell
Ratatata! The blood gushes like water
From ear, mouth and nose
You are my shepherd...
Forgive my son for what he did
He died facing down at the psalm 23,
without priest, without news reporter,
without gun, without help
Now he will get HIV on the dog's mouth11
Dead bodies on the well, in the inner yard
Adolf Hitler smiles in hell!
The government's Robocop is cold, has no pity
Just has hatred and laughs like a hyena
Ratatata, Fleury and his gang
will swim on a blood pool
But who will believe on my testimony?
October 3rd, inmate's diary.
 

• 1. Even if it says thief, it implies all type of criminals.
• 2. He needs to avoid his own death inside the prison.
• 3. The color of the prison uniform.
• 4. Cities of São Paulo with a high level of violence.
• 5. Official currency of Brazil.
• 6. In original: 'fuck duck', I'm not sure what it means, but it's probably just a cursing.
• 7. In original: 'there's no pa, there's no pum', 'pa' and 'pum' are random onomatopoeias.
• 8. The article 121 of brazilian law is about homicides.
• 9. IML stands for Instituto Médico Legal (Institute of Medico-Legal Autopsy).
• 10. Now he's giving up of trying to stay alive.
• 11. Dog is an euphemism for devil.

Збогом, љубави моја

Збогом, љубави моја
Збогом, љубави моја
Још увек си тај кога волим
 
Ово је тако фрустрирајуће
Ово је тако тужно
Знала сам да се нећеш вратити
А упркос томе, и даље те волим
 
Не могу да заборавим
Не могу да одбацим од себе
Мрзим себе, овако једну
Слабу и патетичну
 
Збогом, љубави моја
Збогом, љубави моја
Заувек ћу те волети
Заувек, заувек ћу те волети
 
Сада нећу плакати
Сада немој плакати, молим те
Иако нам се срца удаље
И даље ћу те волети
 
Говорим како је крај
И то говорим до самог краја
Сузе, станите
Да би могао да запамтиш
Мој последњи осмех
 
Збогом, љубави моја
Збогом, љубави моја
Заувек ћу те волети
Заувек, заувек, заувек ћу те волети
 
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Children of our time

We are children of our time
We are children of our time
Are you afraid of you own child
Little mommy?
Our hobbies
Our Hobbies
Is to punch pensioners in the face
Isn't that right
Little mommy?
The security guards are coming soon
Then there'll be some high fucking speed
They are paid to chase youngsters
The yard is closed since long ago
The cops chase teengangs
The night is so hard
For the concrete's kings
We are kids of our time
We are kids of our tiime
Are you afraid of your own child
Little mommy?
The thinner rag wanders between the houses
The thinner rags lights up all the lights
The thinner rag takes me to another land
Where I can be a skyscraper baby
Tell me girl that maybe....
Then we can sail the cloud together
Come on my darling
We'lll forget all else
Dad sits at home infront of the TV
Mom is presumably right there
Just as well to get down to EPA's Square
There we can let the concrete swing!
Gas and sniff and smoke!
There we can sail the clouds together!
Come on my darling
We'll forget all else
Come on little Svensson
Putting hard against hard
Is our style
If you hate us
We hate you
Concrete feeling!
Humble philistine
Who bow for the masters
You send the cops on kids
Then you sleep quitely
In the bourgie mess
Did you get scared now you cowardly fuck
of your own kid??
I know you work everyday in the factory
But if you take it out on me I'll be disappointed
Cause we're not nice
We smash the system's windows
Not master's dog
No crawling strutting pattern
Did you get scared now
You cowardly fuck
of your own kid..?
Only thing you come up with
Is throw your son in a jail
Whistle for a gang of cops
And they'll and collect me
While the bourgeois cunts laugh
At how the working dregs swine
Dad!
Think!
What is it you want?!?
THE CAGING YOUR OWN KIDS!
THE CAGING YOUR OWN KIDS!
THE CAGING YOUR OWN KIDS!
THE CAGING YOUR OWN KIDS!
 

It's she(Star)

If you want a star, I will get it for you
If you have a spark, I will light it for you,
( It's deja vu)
You won't notice, as we jump from the edge.
 
And if you don't have happiness, I'll give it to you.
This is not our city, we are making it nervous.
This melody, and it sounds
 
Chorus:
It's she, it's she has driven me insane,
It's she, it's she has clouded everything.
And the current carries me to those places,
Where night and day there is fire between us (2X)
 
If you want a star, I will get it for you
If you have a spark, I will light it for you,
( It's deja vu)
You won't notice, as we jump from the edge.
 
The nights are flying by so passionately,
The city seeing stars , that are not yours eternally
It does not matter, I will be with you,
You will be with me and I will be with you.
 
Chorus (2X).
 
By mistake we have wasted time,
I look at the trap and I don't want to go back
Those eyes, like a trap,
Every night I see, how
Trembling in my hands
My tender star.
 
Chorus (2X)
 

Long ago I have realized: We cannot live ...

Long ago I have realized: We cannot live together,
And that you have left - everything is correct, I swear, -
And for the good wishes for the holidays - I thank you,
And for the greetings I am also not angry.
 
And unnecessarily cares though you write - the husband, but,
As apparent he doesn' spoil you with pennis, -
Thus I say concerning apples - one does not need them,
But tobacco and vodka is well.
 
You don't write me about birch-trees, willows -
For Christ's sake, when not at once I'm somnolent, -
However here grow such cedars, Masha,
That I'm not at all missing the pines.
 
You write to me about the film 'Doroga' in the cinema
And that there were thousands of people at the ticket-office, -
But you must know that here are many people too
And that cinemas happen to be in our country.
 
Now generally I agree - the supervisor is angry,
And I stop the best wishes and keep well!
Your former husband, you former blood-sucker
... And you know, Masha, you know, - come!
 

Pod fenjerom

Ples pod fenjerom, muzika se tako ori
Brzina ne da spavati, mi smo slomljeni zajedno
Ples pod fenjerom, muzika se tako ori
Brzina ne da spavati, mi smo slomljeni zajedno
 
Zadžaću dah i na trenutak pretvaraću se da sam tvoja duša
I želim da svjesna osmislim svaki momenat pored tebe
A usne, usne, usne, usne, usne, tvoje usne
Daj mi minut da smislim zaključak
Šta se ima tu misliti! Treba uzimati!
Uzeti te, uzeti te, uzeti te, uzeti
A usne, usne, usne, usne, usne, tvoje usne
Malo će nam biti popola ovo jutro
Što će nam biti? Treba uzimati!
Treba uzimati, treba uzimati, treba uzimati, treba
 
Zajedno u ovoj sobi pjevamo jedno drugom
Glasniji zvuk, kucanje, zvono, muzika u cijelom susjedstvu
Zajedno u ovoj sobi pjevamo jedno drugom
Glasniji zvuk, kucanje, zvono, muzika u cijelom susjedstvu
 
Ples pod fenjerom, muzika se tako ori
Brzina ne da spavati, mi smo slomljeni zajedno
Ples pod fenjerom, muzika se tako ori
Brzina ne da spavati, mi smo slomljeni zajedno
 
Ti si mi u duši, svaki trenutak je vezan za tebe
I opet univerzum žuri, mi kao da na brodu smo
Moj imunintet je nesalomiv, ali mi je puls na nuli
Na nuli, da-da, na nuli
 
Zajedno u ovoj sobi pjevamo jedno drugom
Glasniji zvuk, kucanje, zvono, muzika u cijelom susjedstvu
Zajedno u ovoj sobi pjevamo jedno drugom
Glasniji zvuk, kucanje, zvono, muzika u cijelom susjedstvu
 
Ples pod fenjerom, muzika se tako ori
Brzina ne da spavati, mi smo slomljeni zajedno
Ples pod fenjerom, muzika se tako ori
Brzina ne da spavati, mi smo slomljeni zajedno
 

She has

Chorus
She tells me she's going out tonight alone (oye oye)
And straight away Chivas is sliding down my throat
Let the soil be damned to who approaches them
Everything is ok to her, like she has nothing to do with it
 
She's killed everything that's mine, my heart
She's killed my soul
She's killed everything that's mine, my heart
My soul but I still love her
 
She makes my head spin and she's not embarrassed about it
She's my bad habit
It's like I've never seen what a woman can do to you in a day
Beautiful as a dream, let her be, how I need her now but she's gone
If I surrender I fall back I fall
She has her eye on me, I know I'm gone then
Skin soft as linen but I know her she always lures me in like that
Maybe it's finally time I throw myself next to her, let her burn my everything
 
Chorus
She tells me she's going out tonight alone (oye oye)
And straight away Chivas is sliding down my throat
Let the soil be damned to who approaches them
Everything is ok to her, like she has nothing to do with it
 
She's killed everything that's mine, my heart
She's killed my soul
She's killed everything that's mine, my heart
My soul but I still love her
 
You're the main act in the play that I direct all to myself
Girl looks like a barbie
I panic when she says to me 'I'm going out with my friends'
She's used to being danced around her
And everything she wants she has, whether I like it or not
Iye iye, whether I like it or not!
Your eyes naive like the stars that shined,
Bluer than Rajna, blue like Maya's
Uh she likes to get high on cocaine, she likes Rolexes and Ferraries,pours Campari over her body
A golden Cartier around her neck
 
Chorus
She tells me she's going out tonight alone (oye oye)
And straight away Chivas is sliding down my throat
Let the soil be damned to who approaches them
Everything is ok to her, like she has nothing to do with it
 
She's killed everything that's mine, my heart
She's killed my soul
She's killed everything that's mine, my heart
My soul but I still love her
 

She was as pure as snow in winter

She was as pure as snow in winter.
In the filth - the sables - run on it by right.
But then her letter burns my hands -
I learn the tormenting truth ...
 
I didn't know: that humility is only a mask
And the masquerade ends now, -
Yes, this time I endured a fiasco -
Hoping, that was the last time.
 
I thought: My days are counted,
That bad blood had entered my veins, -
I crushed the letter like the head of a snake -
And through my fingers trickled the poison of unfaithfulness.
 
I won't know about suffering and agony, -
The oncoming wind will wipe away my tears,
Insult will not catch up with my horses,
The blizzard will not cover my tracks.
 
Hence, I leave behind me,
Under this gray unsightly sky,
The odour of violets, the nakedness of carnations
And tears in a jumble with thawing snow.
 
Moscow don't believe neither tears nor a drop of tear,
I don't intend sobbing any more, -
I hurry towards new duels -
And, like always, intend to win!
 

To understand your life, you shouldn't go too far

To understand your life, you shouldn't go too far -
The whole truth is hidden right inside.
Revealing love and happiness within yourself,
Don't hesitate to give them to the world.
 
But if you have desperately decided
To find out all the truth which's outside,
Thank God, your own way to be revealed for you,
In the glory of eternity, in the heavenly blue.
 
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