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Light candles after me

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Upon your lips
There is no more room
For even a single letter
Of my name.
 
I am a veteran
In the army of many
Who would give their lives for your lips
You do not love me, I know that.
 
I am a veteran
In the army of many
Who would give their lives for your lips
You do not love me, I know that.
 
Refrain (2x)
Light up candles after me
As though I have died
In any case my soul
Has been hers for a long time
My heart would shatter
As though it is made of glass
The road to her lips is a shortcut to hell.
 
On your window
An unfamiliar shadow
Kisses your neck
Takes your breath away.
He is being warmed
By your unbuttoned blouse
Whilst for me it is cold,
Drenched with tears.
You do not love me, I know that.
 
Refrain (2x)
Light up candles after me
As though I have died
In any case my soul
Has been hers for a long time
My heart would shatter
As though it is made of glass
The road to her lips is a shortcut to hell.
 

The Gambler

Today I was lazy even to read, I flipped through a few pages
and then my eyelids dropped - at that moment I was already asleep.
Suddenly the dream came, straight from this book,
that I met a gambler and he told me:
 
A man who can play well, have to read people's faces, boy,
to know what's up and what they want to hide in their eyes,
I know you're making mistakes, you wanna win more than you can lose,
who lost must pay up, so let me advise you.
 
Just dust and mud on shoes, whoever wrote this novel
had no idea I will get tired from it.
I would switch sides with you at once, boy,
if you want to, for a while, be the dreaded gambler and keep your wandering boots on.
 
CHORUS: Life is a won game if you raise the bets,
have faith and don't give up, just keep playing.
Good luck has its own price, which you hold in your palms
If you let go for a while, then: how much would you be worth?
 
Every gambler has a manual how to live a hundred years,
he knows what to throw away and what is worth to take.
But every palm is unlucky and every palm is fortunate,
only one thing no longer belongs to you - your roof above your head.
 
Suddenly I woke up, I lifted my head from the book,
I look at the picture how much we look alike.
And on a dark night in the distance, someone says 'thanks'
and I didn't know back then: was it him or me?
 
Chorus x4:
 

Michla's Palace

Michla's Palace, Żytnia, Wola,
the boys are defending themselves from under the 'Umbrella'.
And they have visas on the Tigers,
they are Varsovians, they are crazy urchins!
 
Hey! Watch your faith and strain your hearing,
spring your young spirit,
working for two!
Watch your faith and strain your hearing,
spring your young spirit
like steel!
 
Each of the boys wants to be injured.
Nurses are virgins.
And when a bullet hits you,
ask a miss, give you a kiss on the nose!
 
Hey! Watch your faith and strain your hearing.
 
Behind the first line are cowards
stewardship and various dead men,
they cook soup, brew coffee
and thus they fight for the cause.
 
Hey! Watch your faith and strain your hearing.
 
But the command is mighty
and puts his head on the first line.
And the mightest is the boss.
This is our Mietek, he has a wheel shaved on his head.
 
Hey! Watch your faith and strain your hearing.
 
Faith defends itself, faith sings,
The Huns get angry, their blood is flooding.
They have different ways.
Every now and then they use the Nebelwerfer.
 
Hey! Watch your faith and strain your hearing.
 
But Nebelwerfers and grenades are useless,
because they get whipped every time.
And every day the moment comes,
when we will win and will go into civilian life.
 
Hey! Watch your faith and strain your hearing.
 

From eastern lands

You are not saddened when you don't see me
Since you have many lovers who are better than me
 
You make me go away and turn to the world
Alas, I cannot find anyone like you in the world
 
You are not saddened when you don't see me
Since you have many lovers who are better than me
 
You make me go away and turn to the world
Alas, I cannot find anyone like you in the world
 
Your coquetry makes my head full of thoughts
You make my head full of thoughts
 
I am that flying bird that flies in your love
I fly in your love
 
Let us leave together leave our land, (since) the winter is back once again
 
Let me tell you stories of my head, (since) our separation lasted so long
 
Let us leave together leave our land, (since) the winter is back once again
 
Let me tell you stories of my head, (since) our separation lasted so long
 

You marked me around the finger

I took you to the restaurant,
And then called taxi to go home.
You said that you were happy
And that you'll meet me tomorrow.
 
You marked me around the finger,
I know that you played with me.
 
I promised to come, I'm here.
You promised - you're not here.
And the bouquet in my hands
Withered for long, withered for long.
 
You marked me around the finger,
I know that you played with me.
 
I wrote long letters to you,
You only send me a 'hi' in the card.
I want to kill myself
So you would wait for the answer.
 
You marked me around the finger,
I know that you played with me.
 

Snow White

Uh, na na na
Nanananaa
 
I was in the disco last summer
We met,her name is Snow White
I couldn't get her out of my mind
I run after you every night
 
She was flying on and on
So I flew after you
She was holding my hand
Do not let go of me
From high
 
Nanana
 
Finally summer is over
Snow White was leaving
She was not holding my hand
She let go of me
From high
 
She was flying on and on
So I flew after you
She was holding my hand
Do not let go of me
From high
 

A suit and a hat

2 life on the earth i have not
Nor' many a 2 mouths to feed
What use 'tis to i, after wealthiness to run ?!
 
If tomorrow or the very next day am i this earth to leave
With What wealthiness am i to go?!
///But a (black) suit and a hat
 
I've teached these kids o' mine
The same road to follow
To not chase endlessly for materialistic things ..
But to be happy only with that which is needed
 
For them to not hold back
For nor' even a food bite
That which their soul would ask for
Alike i'd meet its needs, them also to do the same
 
The ruller over all am i not
With that which mine it is am i content
Good health for a long life 'tis the only thing i crave for
 
If now or the very next moment am i to leave the earth
With What wealthiness am i to go?!
///But a suit and a hat
 
I've teached these kids o' mine
The same road to follow
To not chase endlessly for materialistic things ..
But to be happy only with that which is needed
 
For them to not hold back
For nor' even a food bite
That which their soul would ask for
Alike i'd meet its needs, them also to do the same
 
'Enough i've worked
By rainy days and cold
Letting myself always aside
 
If tomorrow or the very next day am i this earth to leave
With What wealthiness am i to go?!
///But a suit and a hat
 
I've teached these kids o' mine
The same road to follow
To not chase endlessly for materialistic things ..
But to be happy only with that which is needed
 
For them to not hold back
For nor' even a food bite
That which their soul would ask for
Alike i'd meet its needs, them also to do the same
 

When the Angels Call

When the angels call me to their side,
I won’t want travelling musicians at my funeral,
I’d prefer sad guitar blues
Over a funeral march.
 
I beg my bereaved in advance,
Leave your formal black garments at home,
Sit by me in your jeans
So I can sing with you.
 
I do fear the unknown journey,
Please understand—this will be my first time dying,
I’m leaving behind my desire and love in this world,
My soul will be devoid of blood.
 
When you leave the cemetery for someplace to drink,
Have a glass in my stead,
And to my wife, I’d like to say,
„Stay with me for a while afterwards.“
 
I gaze into the streets,
Tears steal into my eyes,
My life ends in the stars, the people below trudge on.
I loved my wild life,
My heart wasn’t made of stone
 
Someone will remember here and there.
When the angels call me to their side,
I won’t want travelling musicians at my funeral,
I’d prefer sad guitar blues
 
Over a funeral march.
I beg my bereaved in advance,
Leave your formal black garments at home,
Sit by me in your jeans
 
So I can sing with you.
When the angels call me to their side…
 

Words

Let's talk
About nameless hotels with a home's soul
About old songs that aim to hit
About the last show that made you cry
Or about that castle in that crystal ball
Where gusts are unleashed
Everytime you want to shake it
 
Words
That with fires in store
Words
That calm silences that can burst
 
Let's talk
About airports and ambiguity
About Christmas secrets
About happiness loose ends
Or maybe we could talk
About honesty's double edge.
And about how we can be cut.
 
Words
That with fires in store
Words
That calm silences that can burst
 
Words
That with fires in store
Words
That calm silences that can burst
 
Let's take
The necessary air and courage
To be able to cut
This tense rope
 
Words
That with fires in store
Words
That calm silences that can burst
 
Words
That with fires in store
Words
That calm silences that can burst
 

Shit stirring stick

I am crazy ass plumber
Yes, I am a conservative janitor
To our plumbing service
I should be an example
I don't use Plunger
Rope I have sold
I take a long stick
And unclog with it
 
I have a stick
Shit stirring one
I poke it into loo
And spin it forty times
 
This stick is multipurpose
I stick it into poop
By this stick I clear the loos
And there's another one BUT
When I'm making homebrew
And its almost done
I stir the brew with the stick
Moonshine is done by now
 
I have a stick
Shit stirring one
I poke it into loo
And spin it forty times
 
Brewed on shit beverage raises degree
Adding a special flavour
And then the entire village
Drinks it's own poop
By this stick were cleared many toilets
In every house and hostel
Take a sip off plumber's drink
Brewed on shit
 
I have a stick
Shit stirring one
I poke it into loo
And spin it forty times
 

Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination

O Prophet Muhammad
O Prophet Muhammad
Salutations on him and his family
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
You are commander of the holy sanctuary in Arabia, and I a destitute foreigner
You are commander of the holy sanctuary in Arabia, and I a destitute foreigner
I am but a humble seeker, my sinful lips unworthy to sing your lofty praises
I am but a humble seeker, my sinful lips unworthy to sing your lofty praises
You are nothing but mercy and benefaction, and I nothing but fault and error
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
 
You are gloriously adorned in the robe of divine revelation
The holy book forms your exalted turban
The highest heaven is your pulpit
O Mercy for the Worlds
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
 
You are reality, I merely perception
You are reality, I merely perception
You are the ocean, I a wandering thirst
You are the ocean, I a wandering thirst
My dwelling is on the humble soil, and you journey
My dwelling is on the humble soil, and you journey
Beyond even the seventh heaven to the Lote-Tree of the Extremity
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
 
O angels, he is king of the Night Journey
O angels, he is king of the Night Journey
It will amaze you to see him
It will amaze you to see him
His dusky tresses will become an exposition of the verse ‘By the Night…’
His dusky tresses will become an exposition of the verse ‘By the Night…’
His radiant face will give the appearance the Quran in entirety
His radiant face will give the appearance…
His radiant face will give the appearance…
His radiant face will give the appearance…
His radiant face will give the appearance…
 
My master, the prayer-leader of all the prophets
My master, the prayer-leader of all the prophets
Each time we hear his name, it is incumbent upon us to invoke blessings on him
Each time we hear his name, it is incumbent upon us to invoke blessings on him
It is incumbent upon us to invoke blessings on him
It is incumbent upon us to invoke blessings on him
It is incumbent upon us to invoke blessings on him
It is incumbent upon us to invoke blessings on him
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
God’s Chosen, God’s Favourite
Seal of the Prophets
O Mercy for the Worlds
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
You have the rank of the Best of Mankind
You have the rank of the Best of Mankind
Your sermon is the voice of God
Your sermon is the voice of God
The heavens are your audience
The heavens are your audience
Gabriel the Faithful is your horse-keeper
O Mercy for the Worlds
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
 
You are clad in a garment of illumination and splendour
You are clad in a garment of illumination and splendour
And I wear a turban cloth of humble salutations
And I wear a turban cloth of humble salutations
You are the Ka‘ba of Love, and I circuit around you
You are the Ka‘ba of Love, and I circuit around you
I am prayer, and you are effect
 
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
Mine is a lowly station, and yours exalted beyond imagination
 

The caravan of dreams

The caravan of dreams stopped only for a few moments,
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
This story of our love lasted only a few moments,
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
Was it you or was it a ray of light?
 
Was it you, or was it a smiling flowerbud?
 
Was it you or was it raining dreams?
 
Was it you or was there a cloud of happiness above me?
 
Was it you, or did a flower bloom?
 
Was it you, or did I find a whole new world?
 
The caravan of dreams stopped only for a few moments,
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
This story of our love lasted only a few moments,
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
Aa... aa... aa...
 
Was it you, or was there a scent in the breeze?
 
Was it you, or were there colors in all directions?
 
Was it you, or were the roads lit with brightness?
 
Was it you, or were songs echoing in the air?
 
Was it you, or did I find my life’s destination?
 
Was it you, or was it simply a magical atmosphere
 
The caravan of dreams stopped only for a few moments,
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
This story of our love lasted only a few moments,
 
and then we walked off on separate ways!
 
and then we walked off on separate ways (x2)
 

The Spanish Galleon

I was remembering by the sea,
on a warm sunny afternoon,
the story that my grandfather used to tell
about that old Spanish galleon.
I can see it,
an imposing sail,
its main mast towards the sky,
at the helm, its brave captain
drunk with saltpeter and rum.
 
(Chorus)
The Spanish galleon arrived,
leaving a wake in the sea,
its flag flying in the air,
a lone silhouette,
your world must be conquered.
 
Now many years have gone by
since that stormy day that it docked,
and you can still see
its compass balancing,
its main mast towards the sky.
 
Now that the voice of my grandfather
is no longer here on this warm sunny afternoon,
his beating heart is still felt
in the old Spanish galleon.
 
(Chorus)
 

Wallapaper

In my breastplate is a hole,
But beneath it is a good heart,
Transparent like glass.
I sand their songs, drank their wine,
I felt so good until then,
Until it became dark.
Oh, I lit the smokey grass,
Then doused my wallpaper in gasoline,
I took a deep breath,
That way the sun could rise inside.
 
From a local clinic in the pampas,
A fool ran off, climbing up a palm tree,
And he bit off his tail.
In the streets displays of true love,
Negroes blew up a maternity hospital with all our people in it,
Putting them on a stake.
 
Oh, this apartheid,
Such an enjoyable piece of shit,
Of course, God knows,
That the sun will rise over Africa once more!
 
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a mouth for a mouth.
You're getting sticky like honey, soon then,
[You'll] Flow like white filth. 1
We waltz on a slippery table,
We can see the cosmos through a hole in the ceiling,
We're free at last!
Oh open up wide my dear,
Let me put my gun in your mouth,
I'll pull the trigger,
Get ready dammit, the Sun is rising!
 

• 1. Yes I'm going to offend some folks by doing this but this is the most logical way to interpret this line.

Wait a Bit

I know we've been starting it all over again too many times
We still believe in the fate
Every day I turn over a new page and I know what I feel for you
You could have turned your back and kept going many times, but you always wanted to try
Can we dive into the world deeper and catch our dreams
 
Wait a bit, wait a bit
Let the night affect us, just close your eyes
Don't pull back, don't pull back yet. I know I need you for a whole lifetime
Wait a bit, wait a bit, don't pull back, don't pull back
 
I always wanted to see another coast
To know how to control the time
How to stop it at least for a second to hold you longer
 
Wait a bit, wait a bit
Let the night affect us, just close your eyes
Don't pull back, don't pull back yet. I know I need you for a whole lifetime
Wait a bit, wait a bit, don't pull back, don't pull back
 
We probably will never avoid the mistakes, but if you are a mistake, I want to repeat it. I'm ready to give you all of me, if only you are with me all the time
 
Wait a bit, wait a bit
Let the night affect us, just close your eyes
Don't pull back, don't pull back yet. I know I need you for a whole lifetime
Wait a bit, wait a bit, don't pull back, don't pull back
 

At the palace of your heart

When I came at the palace of your heart
I was a gypsy girl
Your eyes were charcoal black
I got on fire
 
And by the end of the night
I had drunk the communion wine of the sky
I had become a queen
With a crown on my head 1
 
But the fire I have in my blood
And the zills in my fingers
They awoke your jealousy
The one that infects kisses
 
While your heart was get closed up
In a cell without locker
I thought 'How am I supposed to get away from you?'
And I cried
 
Don't tell any more 'I want you, I want you'
This kind of love is slavery
I'm dying, I'm dying like a bird
I yearn freedom
 
Open up this door for me
Unlock this locker
(My) eyes and heart
Are blind because of the darkness
 
I'm singing to you in pain, in pain
Don't think of me again
Just turn the key
Of my golden prison
When I fly here I bleed
 
Rushing to leave you
I got out and started wandering in the streets
But all of your kisses
Were sending me the mailmen
 
How did all these thorns get in here
All this loneliness upon the shoulders
And I said 'all beautiful things
Exist only in love'
 
I just want you to love me, I don't want
Fly further away
I learn like the birds
Close to the branches
 
Open up this door for me
Unlock this locker
Only your breath
Warms up my heart
 
I'm begging you in distress, in distress
And don't think about it again
Just turn the key
Of my golden prison
Say you love and I will melt
 
Open up this door for me
Unlock this locker
Only your breath
Warms up my heart
 
I'm begging you in distress, in distress
And don't think about it again
Just turn the key
Of my golden prison
You say 'my love' and I melt
 

• 1. Lit. on my hair

I'LL BE YOUR PALM!

(Morgenshtern)
 
Ahh
The sea and the sand
Ahh
Everything's fine
Ahh
I have a tail
Lay down under my shadow
I'll be your palm
Ahh
The sea and the sand
Ahh
Everything's fine
Ahh
I have a tail
Lay down under my shadow
I'll be your palm
 
I wake up from the fact that I'm still not dead
I don't know what's waking up early for work
I don't know what's waking up early for school
Me and my friends hit the new joint at the spot
They all tell me that I don't do anything
A bug flew in that it's Monday
I have long forgotten what are the days of week
Mate, shut it, look at my money
But I'm not going for love
Just did it, so the money ran into me
I stopped saving up for my life
I'm just living my life today, brother, that's my motto
I don't let these bitches in to me
Hoping they would suck my dick off
They won't get any like, and not like any value
Bitch, I'll even hold a kiss for her
 
Say «Ahh»
The sea and the sun
Say «Ahh»
Everything's fine
Say «Ahh»
I have a tail
Lay down under my shadow
I'll be your palm
Say «Ahh»
The sea and the sun
Say «Ahh»
Everything's fine
Say «Ahh»
I have a tail
Lay down under my shadow
I'll be your palm
 
I learn to see the real ones
I became afraid of playing in a box
I'll see, who's nice even without the money
I'll see, who's the rich idler
I learned how to think, like a liar
And not care about anyone who stares at you
I learned to see the sea
I learned how to think about being the real one
I'm still standing after two days of no sleep
I make the good talk and my (???) hurts
I don't remember where I was but my conscience is clear
If I ever want to sleep, then I'll hit a joint
So I'll have the best dream
And I'll hear the most relaxing moan
And next to me there will be the best clone again
And in my eyes I'll see a green hue
 
Say «Ahh»
The sea and the sun
Say «Ahh»
Everything's fine
Say «Ahh»
I have a tail
Lay down under my shadow
I'll be your palm
Say «Ahh»
The sea and the sun
Say «Ahh»
Everything's fine
Say «Ahh»
I have a tail
Lay down under my shadow
I'll be your palm
 

To the hill

Pom mi ruparirapara... (4x)
 
When I go to the hill
I'll pack in my pocket
four moons, a orange tree
and all the little roses in the backyard.
When I go to the hill
I'll pack my language
and the memory I don't have
of my grandpa's singing.
 
Pom mi rupamirom... (4x)
 
'Cause I'm going,
I'm going to throw myself in the river, I'm going,
off to plant my things I go,
I'm going to throw myself in the river, I'm going,
to plant my things,
to eat pretty things
and to watch the vultures fly in circles,
ay, fly in circles,
ay, fly in circles,
ay, fly in circles,
 
Pom mi rupamirom... (4x)
 
When I go to the hill
I won't look out the corner of my eye,
I'll stand in the ground, heck!
let it be whatever color it wants to be.
When I go to the hill
when I go to the hill
Don't let my luck belong to the saints,
let it just be luck
Don't let my luck belong to the saints,
let it just be luck
 
'Cause I'm going,
I'm going to throw myself in the river, I'm going,
off to plant my things I go,
off to eat pretty things I go,
I'm going to throw myself in the river, I'm going,
to plant my things,
to eat pretty things
and to watch the vultures fly in circles,
ay, fly in circles,
ay, fly in circles,
ay, fly in circles,
 

Notherenothere

Come on, it doesn't matter so just throw the rest of it away, which way will you go when you run away?
Which way will you go when you run away?
I find francs in my pants and blood on my sweater, sweater
Don't take example from the crowd, people will say that I do it for the culture
They don't give a damn anymore (han), a laugh that freezes blood (han)
I'm small in front of my doubts (eh), only good to fuck now
Until the lightning strikes (ho), I lose too many friends in the smoke
At the Saint-Lazare train station, I saw the flowers of evil, now, we will have to assume
 
Please don't believe everything the guitar says, babe
What the hell was going through your head? I don't want to teach you how to make yourself beautiful
I believe that deep down, nothing is eternal, I believe that deep down, nothing is eternal
(What was going through your head? I don't want to teach you how to make yourself beautiful
I believe that, deep down, nothing is eternal)
 
I'm not there, not there, not there, damn (damn, damn)
MD in para, MD in parachute (fall, fall)
Not there by chance, swing the suite (suite)
Which way will you go when you run away? (away, away)
 
I'm not there, not there, not there, damn (damn, damn)
MD in para, MD in parachute (fall, fall)
Not there by chance, swing the suite (suite)
Which way will you go when you run away? (away, away)
 
For fucking fuck sake, it's like that, that's life, go see elsewhere, I'm neither here nor there
Besides I don't know what you'd do here, at first it's fun and then it takes its toll
I was on my way out of the asylum and I ran into the devil by pure chance
She tells me that the Prada is for the other girls, that together we were going to clean up the mess
This mess that is our lives, I give the force of Obi-Wan Kenobi
Tell me you feel it too, hun, you feel the sadness in your city too
I sit in the back and watch, like a miser in the stripclub
 
If only the rain can hide your tears, I hope it's gonna rain
 
Hey, I'm not here not there, if words are weapons I'll sing rapapapapapa
I saw the Columbine logo on an exta' pill, Lujipeka on Instagram, follow without making a fuss
 
I'm not there, not there, not there, damn (damn, damn)
MD in para, MD in parachute (fall, fall)
Not there by chance, swing the suite (suite)
Which way will you go when you run away? (away, away)
 
I'm not there, not there, not there, damn (damn, damn)
MD in para, MD in parachute (fall, fall)
Not there by chance, swing the suite (suite)
Which way will you go when you run away? (away, away)
 

Our Lady of Soccer

It's a drug that mixes sweat and incense
to help you close your eyes and get rid of your troubles
the candles and the match, the prayer cards and the flags
it's a mystical extasis that steals your heart.
A nation prays the Holy Lady
they need a guide and ask for protection
to the one who sees and gives and protects from trouble
Our Lady of Soccer.
 
Everything stands still, sleeps, all is quiet tonight
it's a soft drug and one forgets their past
full of thieves and thugs, fat asses and con men
when the priest arrives all is forgiven
and the hooded man lights a candle
and smiles for the TV people
watch and buy and worship your God!
Our Lady of Soccer.
 
It's a scandal, the defender has knocked down the midfielder
the crowd is excited by a stunning dribbling
a bow to the replay and a Pater Noster for the penalty
and at the end everyone is ready to join the procession
and the hooded man leads the march
he wrote a new article of the Constitution:
watch and pray for Our Lady
watch and buy for Our Lady
watch and vote for Our Lady
Our Lady of Soccer.
 

Blood and roses

Impetuous rivers
divide my heart
into lands of hate
and lands of love
 
Blood and roses
here is the path
red for what's fake
red for what's true
 
Show me the world
the right tributary
the proof named,
named, named
someone hears me
 
Show me the world
the right tributary
the proof named,
named, named
someone hears me
 
An impetuous sea
divides my heart
Into the lands of hate
into the lands of love.
 
Choose the beach
touch the rose
And untill the morning, untill the morning
be my wife
 
Show me the world
The right tributary
the proof that loves, who loves, who loves
who loves doesn't lie
 
Show me the world
The right tributary
the proof that loves, who loves, who loves
who loves doesn't lie
 
Impetuous rivers
divide my heart
into lands of hate
and lands of love
here is the path
red for what's fake
red for what's true
 
Show me the world
The right tributary
the proof that loves, who loves, who loves
who loves doesn't lie
 

Flower girl

She shanges in dreams
You can't recognize her
She confuses the mornings, confuses the faces, mirror the mirrors
in labyrinths where you get lost
looking for her
in the corner where is not, are
her mother
her father
the House
the street
the key you lost
the smell you have on
the night already day
the merciless light
 
Oh
that
maze
 
Oh
that
pain
 
Back in dreams
you recognize her
She changes light mute the mouth
empty the mirrors
clear streets
where do you get lost looking for her
 
Oh
that
maze
 
Oh
that
pain
 
Oh
that
maze
 
It's the flower girl
lips like a runny strawberry
the cheeks harder than stone
 

Lemonade

We do everything to run away or to calm ourselves
We could talk about it, but would it be honest ?
I kept my notebook, I make my lemonade with it
I make my lemonade with it, I make my lemo'-lemo' with it
We do everything to run away or to calm ourselves
We could talk about it, but would it be honest ?
I kept my notebook, I make my lemonade with it
I make my lemonade with it, I make my lemo'-lemo' with it
 
If I do swishes it's for the noise, not for thepoints
A tear leaves a stain on paper, not on a body
Our souls are as grey as the city but I smile for my job
Pretty like surfing on an avalanche, we'll do it for show
I walked in circles so much, it wronged me
I think about it sometimes, distracted when I think positively
I tell myself wandering shouldn't be a thing when you follow your method
Admitting your wrongs, every morning becomes a new schoolday
Sometimes, I block my feeling, as if I needed liquid coolant
Toxic like the air we breathe, don't take it personally when I stay away
I was confused when I stared at you, it was insulting
You were right to run away, only a few things are worse than indeciveness
But for good or bad reasons, we find compromises
We're at war while agreeing
Every second becomes a door, I avoid monotony
I ascend to fall better, my mind turned towards memories
 
We do everything to run away or to calm ourselves
We could talk about it, but would it be honest ?
I kept my notebook, I make my lemonade with it
I make my lemonade with it, I make my lemo'-lemo' with it
We do everything to run away or to calm ourselves
We could talk about it, but would it be honest ?
I kept my notebook, I make my lemonade with it
I make my lemonade with it, I make my lemo'-lemo' with it
 

Idol Hammer

I got my own opinion
I'm an expert in everything, And...
In evert field I am the best.
 
The most important me
The most englightened me
I carry it in land of body and brain
 
Ref:
I know that one thing
I will not be the background
I know that one thing
I will not be the background
 
I love to have things,
And my wise words to mumble, and...
I learn how to use people well
 
In one hand there is a whip,
In other is a carrot
Towards the goal through the corpses of innocent
 
Ref:
I know that one thing
I will not be the background
I know that one thing
I will not be the background
 
When I will lick the world from below
The sniches will forget to burn
The throne of world will have a new master
 
A new blood
 
When I will lick the world from below
People will forget about me until the end
 
A new master
A new blood
But thats the old mold
 

Pål Plutt Opening

Yes, he's as small as a crumb
(Pål Plutt)
But you forget pretty easily
(Pål Plutt)
Because he always acts big
(Pål Plutt)
Pål Plutt, Pål Plutt, his name
 
And if you're havng a bit of trouble
(Pål Plutt)
Then it's good to call for him
(Pål Plutt)
Both to big and small
(Pål Plutt)
Pål Plutt, Pål Plutt, his name
 
Pål is as smart as they come
Always makes the dream come true
 
With the bro there's no rows
(Pål Plutt)
And Dad plays Rock'n'Roll
(Pål Plutt)
And Mommy always keeps track
(Pål Plutt)
Pål Plutt, Pål Plutt,
Pål Plutt, Pål Plutt
 
Pål Plutt!
 

The Dove

When I left Havana, help me God
nobody saw me leaing save myself
A prety dove was where I went
It followed me, oh yes, sir
 
If to your window ever comes a dove
treat it with love for it is mine
Tell it of all your loves in life
and crown it with flowers for it is mine
Ay, chinita oh yes!
Ay, give me your love!
Ay, come with me, chinita
to where my home is!
 
(If to your window ever comes a dove)
(treat it with love for it is mine)
Tell it of all your loves in life
and crown it with flowers for it is mine
(Ay, chinita oh yes!)
(Ay, give me your love!)
Ay, come with me, chinita
to where my home is!
 

It Lit Up

Ana Mena
De Palma
 
I ask the wind
To bring you to me
I only hope for a moment
To see you go by
Even though it's only for a second
And make you know
That I want to invite you out
Don't think about it, come with me
Because you're going to live by my side
The mystery of dawn
 
Tell me that you're going to stay
Maybe it happened to you the same as me
I only know that I was walking around in the dark without you
The road to meet you
 
It lit up
Underneath the sound of a faraway melody
The two of us dancing until we see early hours of the morning
And us meeting each other wasn't only by luck
When you hold me I feel my body fly, fly
Hold me again, I'll wait for you any time, time
I don't want to spend tonight alone
Without you, my love, my world is a desert
The city without you*
 
Tell me that love has no sense
Tell me that love isn't just a pure coincidence
And that your arrow hit me
Breaking the shield of my heart
And who knows if it was written
And we'll end up at the altar
Spending the night in a wedding bed
Yay, eh
 
Tell me that you're going to stay
Maybe it happened to you the same as me
I only know, that I'm walking around in the dark without you
The road to meet you
 
It lit up
Underneath the sound of a far away melody
The two of us dancing until we see
And us meeting each other wasn't only luck
When you hold me I feel my body fly, fly
Hold me again, I'll wait for you any time, time
I don't want to spend tonight alone
Without you, my love, my world is a desert
The city without you*
 
What have you done to me?
Like witchcraft, I only think of you
Monday or Tuesday, it's all the same to me
It's always a holiday ever since I saw you
Let's go take shots at the beach
Later, we'll take a bath together
Put on the most trendy bikini and take off your jeans
 
It lit up
I don't know what your name is but it's good
I want to be with you in my bed
Fly, fly
Hold me again, I'll wait for you any time, time,
I don't want to spend tonight alone
Without you, my love, my world is a desert
The city without you*
 

Pioneer's Oath

I'll quit drinking, and I'll quit smoking too.
I'll be living a life where I smile at the sun.
And I'll never lie, and I'll sober up.
As you put it, I'll slide under your thumb.
I give you my pioneer's word.
I pledge my love to you.
Want me to fetch you some stars from the sky?
I give you my pioneer's word.
 
Well, I somewhat didn't keep my pioneer's promise.
Yeah, I kinda lied and hit the bottle again.
'Shoot the man!' yells the pioneer leader.
Now come on, give me a chance and I'll set things right.
I give you my pioneer's word.
I pledge to fix everything.
Want me to quit the booze?
I give you my pioneer's word.
 
Gimme your word!
Come on!
Give it!
 

Bryan Herman

[Verse 1]
Ten broken bones, six sprain, it strengthens but I learn to like the benefits of hurting
Board Nozbone, height 8.5 : for my big ankles, I have an extra comfort
Big flow, big pieces, never a such good rapper
really skated
Feeble front, hardflip, never a real skater have been that good in rap
 
[Chorus]
I move by skate
Unusual look of a homeless like Chris Cole
I'm starving, I don't have cash, sound in the ears, I think I'm in San Fransisco
It makes immortal, above the others, have to ride to believe it
I think I'm immortal, have to ride to believe it
 
[Verse 2]
Antoine, it was a real piss drunk, that what the signs say
I already break everything five times
New board, new wrists : i didn't read the instructions
Today, it's gonna skate like an autistic
I'm in shape, I ate six meats
I go down in the street like at the end of the sixties
I'm a real one, not a pisser in cystitis mode
Fuck the rules, fuck the system, roll a big sausage of weed
 
Too much energy in me to sit down
I stay up, I'm always good placed like a feeble
In road trip from Marseille to Marbella
There are some sessions I would've spend my salary
Jumping hundred times on the same steps screaming: 'It's bad'
But I will continue until the scabs on my arms are tired of it
 
It's magic, imagine
I was retighten my jeans in the sewing machine to look like Bryan Herman
 
[Verse 3]
When I was a kid, skate was only cool in USA
(Yeah)
Us, we were living in an uncultivated country (yeah)
Dress well, it's so expensive
Each ride, I had a trasher style
But I never had anything to buy me a sweat (never)
Logo on the t-shirt drew with a posca
We were filming all our sessions, 'till deserving an Oscar
Ask to Jessy, to the Bloby's, to Kamel or to Claude
How many spots we returned on the globe
More we were peace, more they were coming annoying us like Tatie Danielle
There were always assholes who wanted to rob the basket
(Hey)
A bid wood stick, two silver sticks, four hard resin
It wasn't their arms which were winning
 
[Chorus]
I move by skate
Unusual look of a homeless like Chris Cole
I'm starving, I don't have cash, sound in the ears, I think I'm in San Fransisco
It makes immortal, above the others, have to ride to believe it
I think I'm immortal, have to ride to believe it
 
[Verse 4]
I spend my nights spitting lames of stud'
People are so tiny, it makes my soul go above
Skate, it's the same except that when it was giving us a boner to death, it wasn't in the mode yet, shoot
Today, it's hype but I'm too old for medals
And I feel bad if I don't drink a lot of water the morning
This, it's my kryptonite, it's my garlic clove
I'm not doing Thai boxing but I have tibia that look like knives for bread
The modes and brands don't pass the magma
Who knew the knot in the stomach on the four blocs of MACBA?
Certainly not all of these sad followers
I fuck everything that Justin Bieber tweet, I dance like Oliver Twist
 
[Outro]
When I'll blow a fuse
Everyone would except this
I start to look like to all of these sad purists that I hate in the rap
 
So stop me before I become a shit
Please, stop me, it's not me, it's the human nature
 

The Cannon of Palamós

The cannon of
If you look intently to it, is quite beautiful:
It has been silent for a very long time!
It has been looking at the sea for a long time
With its rusty chase,
Four wheels and a bore...
 
From the cannon's muzzle
Only come out the memories
Of the war from those past times
When the people of the provinces
Would kill each other over nothing!
 
[Chorus:]
Listen to its voice,
Oh cannons from all over the world
And people everywhere!
 
There shouldn't be any more wars or deaths,
Nor any more bombs or fire...
I'm the cannon of Palamós!
 
If the cannons from all the world
Were like this old cannon,
Which is sleeping very peacefully,
Both white and black people would carry
A flower in their hearts:
The !
 
[Chorus:]
Listen to its voice,
Oh cannons from all over the world
And people everywhere!
 
There shouldn't be any more wars or deaths,
Nor any more bombs or fire...
I'm the cannon of Palamós!
 
[Instrumental]
 
I'm the cannon of Palamós...
I'm the cannon of Palamós...
I'm the cannon of Palamós...
 
 

His Door is Closed

Bro you've got a frog on your head
You make up in your mind to hit randomly someone
There's an old frog maybe he's 1000 years old
There's fog upon its head and you're at down of that fog
You're in a hall
You consider it as an ocean
However you're in a hall, İsmet is next to you
İsmets come Ismets go away
You win, and İsmet cherishes
The other things becomes rotten in old chests.
You fall but İsmet gives you a hand
Game ends game be quiet
Finally All the cards are open
What I see is not what you see actually
And also what I hear
That you've been hearing at now
 
His door is closed, he's surrounded
He paves in of us we never see him
His words are made of whispers, and he's hung down
For the sake of an enormous space, his everything's scattered
 
You can't divide them according to their seasons
Because as you think that they're here or there
They have built another illegal floor
As you're sleeping they got in your home
As you're thinking they found
As you're stalking, they tasted
You were a fish in a pool
However you were mud up
They didn't let you to play with them.
You thought of forward, you couldn't forward
You thought of back, you rewarded to the hole
You forgot who they were
Really who are they bro?
Who the hell are you!
I'm asking to ismet.
I'll build houses with the woods in my hands
Instead why should I take them to hit your neck?
 
I used to hurt myself to create in the past
I used to spent myself half by half as I was thinking I'll never be ended
To bring an order to this garbage I bared my breast
Then I didn't want my heart to be a prey for a prick or for a lizard
I went out to the street it was mine
It was yours as much as mine
A blind beggar who knew it suddenly went nuts
He said:
 
'Take this head put it in the basket
Say on thousands of lies'
 
His door is closed, he's surrounded
He paves in of us we never see him
His words are made of whispers, and he's hung down
For the sake of an enormous space, his everything's scattered
 

Less Than A Lover, More Than A Friend

That’s great that we finally stopped
being two good friends.
Love turned us into
perfect strangers
and we found out that we were
completely different.
[I want] To start over again
in spite of the time I lived.
 
I got tired of being
your elder brother,
your best friend,
your business partner, your confessor.
I got tired of being
an expert in love
that you felt for others,
others that weren’t me.
 
[I want] To start to love
the way I never loved before,
to discover a part of you
that I didn’t know.
And to find another world behind
that you were hiding from me,
and to play those games
that you prohibited me.
 
I got tired of being
your elder brother,
your best friend,
your business partner, your confessor.
I got tired of being
an expert in love
that you felt for others,
others that weren’t me.
 
I got tired of playing
a wise professor,
of telling you stories
that even I didn’t believe in.
I got tired of pretending
my understanding,
of giving you advice
and not telling you that I...
 
I got tired of talking of love
and not making love to you.
I got tired of picking up
the leftovers of your affairs,
of not being the one who every night
stripped you of your dress.
I got tired of being less than a lover
and more than a friend.
I got tired of being less than a lover
and more than a friend.
I got tired of being less than a lover
and more than a friend.