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Good Evening

The world changes in song
It is evening
His echo arrives
Around the windows
 
In memory again
It's spring
And I'm looking for you where you are
 
I'd like to tell you a few words in secret
Simple words said so many times
And a wish as before
To accompany you until dawn
 
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening!
Have a good thought
 
Good evening!
And let the stars pass you by
Good evening!
On the road since I set
 
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening!
Let the sky be clear
 
Good evening!
And I'd like you to feel that though
Good evening!
You still love me a little
 
The world changes in song
It is evening
His echo arrives
Around the windows
 
In memory again
It's spring
I'm looking for you too, where are you?
 
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening!
Have a good thought
 
Good evening!
And let the stars pass you by
Good evening!
On the road since I set
 
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening!
Let the sky be clear
 
Good evening!
And I'd like you to feel that though
Good evening!
You still love me a little
 
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
Good evening! O o o o
 

It will be better this way

If the path of my life you have to cross
leaving memories that never will be forgotten
then, I beg you, please, leave me alone,
it will be better this way
 
.I don't want to meet you because I know I will return

Bad Love

The bad love
that turns you upside down and grabs your wings,
Slicks down your feathers
and captures you, (colloquial expression: “puts salt on the tail”)
And in a blaze of fire,
you descend like molten lava.
 
And you, who were my life,
Breath, blood of my blood
and star, tear of light
Me, with a muddy heart.
 
Malamore,
from which you can’t run away nor escape
It seizes the heart, tangles the veins
and goes between wrinkles
It distorts the senses
and innocence, whomever had had it.
 
And you who have been my life,
A lost soul
You seem to mask
A soul turned inside out.
 
Viscous wave,
foam that teases the anger of the sea
That cradles, takes,
sinks, lifts, lets it drown,
Listen to the shell
Where the shame is hidden.
 
And I, marked by (and I, imprint of)
Your cursed love,
Perverse, devious game,
Your ruinous love.
 
You who, at an impasse,
wanted me

Poem For The Wild Lioness

Our lovely teacher,
Our hearts beat for you
You're an angel,
Cover us with your wings
 
We're grateful that we have you
We love you more than lahmacun
Never leave us,
Otherwise, we'll be destroyed.
 
All has started with a threat
But everything ended very well
You, wild lioness, you're our queen!
And I drink for your birthday
 
Fuck everything, nothing is more precious than you
Our all-time friend, we're glad to have you
How did we find each other?
I don't remember exactly, but just know that you're our everything now
 
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
 

I want to forget

Even there is a flower on the sod, why didnt you love me?
I'm running from you every night and nooks and crannies
I'm running from you every night and nooks and crannies
 
There is longing right here, there is sorrow in our heart
You accustom me to your hands I can't rip off from you
You accustom me to your hands I can't rip off from you
 
I'm sitting on a bench at the kızılay square
Im awaiting the arrival of you with cigarrette in my hands
Im awaiting the arrival of you with cigarrette in my hands
 
Time income and expense, 'it goes away, I would forget her' I said
Get out of my mind anymore, I want to forget
Get out of my mind anymore, I want to forget
 

The Chain Broke

And why would I care if you don't love me
And why would I care if you despise me
I'm going to let you know that I'm a man
And who wants won't make fun of me
 
And why would I care if you told me
That our love ended forever
I don't care if you hate me or love me
On my part, the chain broke
 
Because you looked down on me
Don't you think that I'm crying
Others better than you
Are waiting for me
Others better than you
Are waiting for me
 
And why would I care if you don't love me
I never loved you anyway
There's better women than you
For me, they're waiting for me
 
And why would I care if you told me
That our love ended forever
I don't care if you hate me or love me
On my part, the chain broke
 
Because you looked down on me
Don't you think that I'm crying
Others better than you
Are waiting for me
Others better than you
Are waiting for me
 

Memories Became Dreams

While I'm moaning with longing at distant
While I'm waiting for a hopeful news
I've heard that you've forgotten me
You've been landing on a different branch every day 1
 
Now I've realised, you never loved me
What didn't I sacrifice for you
No, you can't fool (me) again
Everything's going to end, you can't prevent
 
Look the memories became dreams
They've gone, they've gotten lost - they wouldn't even return if I say 'return'
They can't return, those happy days
 
Buds2 will fade without opening
Darkness to surround all around you
One last ship will depart from this port
No one will wave after it There is no chance of love
You were the first to go
I don't ask 'why'
(Just) you be happy
 
That's my destiny
It's not over yet
After an empty love
Years and years behind you
I chased, for nothing
(Just) you be happy
 
If you call me one day
No, I won't say no
(Just) don't be sad
I won't love someone else
(Just) you be happy
 

Transhumance

Cheerfully comes the spring
The land blooms daisy flowers
There the shepherds coming from the valleys
My heart just filled with joy
My guy is coming
 
Snow-white lambs,
Valley flowers weaved in wreaths,
Lots of songs and sheep bleats,
Fill the village and my heart
Today
 
- Refrain
I will come to go out together
The roads of our village
This love is blooming flowers plenty
I will enter the herd of sheep
He won’t be able to notice me
Unknowingly he will call me
The name of a white sheep1
 
There’s a mountain wind just blowing
It is a wind of love
When the guy takes herd to pastures
My voice he takes with him
His heart sings.
 
Bright are the days
In our cheerful village
It grows up in this happy land
The new generation, a flower of
Today’s life
 
- Refrain
............
 

• 1. that name is 'Bejkë'

Marinela

I love a gypsy
Slender-bodied, tall
That has almonds for eyes
And honey in her kiss
 
They call her Marinela, and she's the prime Katsivela*
Ooooooh
Marinela, Marinela
Come into my house**, come
Come into my house**, come
Marinela, Marinela
 
When she gathers the (female) gypsies
Po po po, what a joy
And she has them dance
the tsifteteli dance
And she has them dance
the tsifteteli dance
 
They call her Marinela, and she's the prime Katsivela*
Ooooooh
Marinela, Marinela
Come into my house**, come
Come into my house**, come
Marinela, Marinela
 

Don't leave, don't

Don't leave, don't, I'm crying at you in pain
I'm hugging you like a castaway in the waves
Don't leave, don't, without you I'm lost, I can feel it.
I cannot, this is my end.
 
Don't leave, don't, I'm telling you in tears,
my mistake will be the last one.
Don't leave, don't, and if I've been wrong feel me
and save me from disaster in a moment.
 
What am I going to have to say I exist in this world,
not even myself will be mine,
as if I were a cypress, the wind from the north is going to crush me if I lose you.
 
Don't leave, don't, I'm crying at you in pain
I'm hugging you like a castaway in the waves
Don't leave, don't, without you I'm lost, I can feel it.
I cannot, this is my end.
 

Marin, trek of life

The sun is veiled,
Another dream dies.
...
 
Are you sure that you are still going? Marin.
He is sure that he is going. Marin.
 
As long as the petals of someone's life are
swaying in the wind.
He will overcome the desert of hatred
and look for an oasis of love.
 
Are you going without saying anything? Marin.
He is going without saying anything. Marin.
Because he is a man.
 
The blood is stirring,
Another star falls.
...
 
Are you going endlessly? Marin.
He is going endlessly. Marin.
 
As long as there're young green leaves somewhere,
hoping for their morning to come.
He will overcome the ocean of agony
and find an islet of love.
 
Are you leaving with a smile? Marin.
He is leaving with a smile. Marin.
Because he is a man.
 

Purgatory

I watch over your
Motionless body,
It's turn for the Almighty,
He makes his move now...
Bless their white
Coats-
Your forever humble
Servant.
 
Well is there something
More unsettling,
Than a cry
Of the broken man?
 
How do you sleep humanity,
You maggoty scum?!
You wouldn't help anyone
If not for a shameful
Self-interest!
You all act so empathetic,
'Someone elses misery hurts',
But the unspoken motive screams-
'Thanks God, it's not me!'
 
I know it seems so,
And that living here is hard,
That carrying your cross is easier-
When it's toppled on the backs of the nation...
 
No more words! -Hear what I have to say...
I have lost you! -No...
By the followers of the Hippocratic Oath!
 
The cure for your terrifying unrest
Is the change from the scratch.
Thus, no! Don't point your finger!
Until you've perceived who you are...
Know, every path to salvation
Is the pyre of the dreams.
If you back away from it,
Life of yours will be purgatory.
 
Oh, don't be foolish, what you say is not true,
Everything is about money
And everyone works behind your back,
They will crush all those dream of yours.
They grab, they steal,
You can't fight my son...
FOR THE NEEDS OF MAJORITY ARE OPPRESSED BY THE GREED OF MINORITY.
 
The times carry their blessing,
The call for the growth and a challenge,
And every living human,
Is just like you,
Fragile, weak and vulnerable.
On the doorstep of that cognition, you'll realize,
The fight with yourself is the hardest one.
 
Humanity, since the immemorial,
Seeks for the culprit for it's pain,
'Because of warlock, herald of all plagues
God has punished us!'
The forefather's lie,
the humanitie's worst jinx,
THE MYTH OF LUCIFER,
0th DEADLY SIN!
 

Crkoh za tim vlaškim (cincarskim) učiteljem

(x2)
Crkoh, majko, presvisnuh
za tim vlaškim (cincarskim) učiteljem
 
(x2)
Crkoh, crkoh, ja presvisnuh
za tim vlaškim (cincarskim) učiteljem
 
(x2)
Kada prođe kraj kapije,
tišinom on sve obavije
 
(x2)
Crkoh, crkoh, ja presvisnuh
za tim vlaškim (cincarskim) učiteljem
 
(x2)
Na nogama cipelice,
trup, trup, dvorištu-okolice
 
(x2)
Crkoh, crkoh, ja presvisnuh
za tim vlaškim (cincarskim) učiteljem
 
(x2)
Sve devojke, za njim se okreću
a on im veli: 'da se ženim neću'
 
(x2)
Crkoh, crkoh, ja presvisnuh
za tim vlaškim (cincarskim) učiteljem
 

I've met you someday somewhere

I felt that I've met you someday somewhere.
That impression might be a dream or misunderstanding.
However when I saw you for the first time,
that kind of thought spread all over my heart.
 
friend oh! oh! my friend
friend my friend
 
You're such a good friend, so are you.
I won't tell you such things though.
Perhaps, I won't let go of your hands,
Even if the wind blows enough to tear it off.
 
friend
 
I felt that I've met you someday somewhere.
People sometimes feel the excitement of their hearts like a destiny,
With the joy of basking in the light of dawn.
 
friend oh! oh! my friend
friend my friend
 
You're such a good friend, so are you.
I won't tell you such things though.
My hot passion doesn't change,
even if the rain is freezing cold.
 
friend
friend
 

The adventurers

If your heart loses its wings,
The word 'dream' will disappear.
You won't find the word impossible in your dictionary of youth,
You might make mistakes sometimes though.
 
The horizon is spreading endlessly,
Seagulls will be your guide.
 
Try my best. Go to the east, to the west, to the south, and to the north.
Try my best. Everyone is an adventurer.
 
When your body forgets the wild,
Your world becomes narrower.
Miracles won't come to you if you just wait.
Nothing happens just by praying.
The horizon that floats on the mirage is,
The map of future that swells in hope.
 
Try my best. Go to the east, to the west, to the south, and to the north.
Try my best. Everyone is an adventurer.
 
Try my best. Go to the east, to the west, to the south, and to the north.
Try my best. Everyone is an adventurer.
 

farrewel my darling farrewell

Farewell my darling, farewell
as the army is leaving,
and if I didn’t leave too
it would be cowardly.
 
The haversack is ready,
I’ve got the gun with me,
and at sunrise
I’ll be leaving you.
 
But I’m not leaving you alone
I’ll leave you a child too,
it will console you:
the child of our love.
 

That Aromanian Teacher Is Killing Me

(x2)
I'm dying, mother, the longing is breaking me apart,
that Aromanian teacher is killing me.
 
(x2)
I'm dying, i'm dying, the longing is breaking me apart,
that Aromanian teacher is killing me.
 
(x2)
The entire day i'm going back and forth in the yard,
with my slippers on.
 
(x2)
I'm dying, i'm dying, the longing is breaking me apart,
that Aromanian teacher is killing me.
 
(x2)
All the girls, all the girls want him
but he says 'i dont want to get married'.
 
(x2)
I'm dying, i'm dying, the longing is breaking me apart,
that Aromanian teacher is killing me.
 

Crazy heart

I can't understand you,
crazy heart,
I don't understand you,
neither do they.
Doesn't make sense to me
how can you love them, just like that,
neither I understand
how can one love
two women at the same time
and not be crazy.
 
I deserve an explanation,
because it is impossible to go on with them both.
Here is my explanation,
'cause they call me, with no reason,
crazy heart:
One of them, is the sacred love,
companion of my life,
spouse and mother, at the same time

Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika

Kako želiš da tvoj svet izgleda?
Šta želiš da ono bude?
Da li znaš da taj zid ima dva strana
I da nisu svi slobodni?
 
Da li ti mama došla sa Meksika
Tata došao sa Palestina
Šunjujući se kroz Sirije
Prelazići sve te granice
 
Pustite drugima da uđu
Slušajte vašim ženama
Prestanite da ubite crne dece
Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika
 
Pustite drugima da uđu
Slušajte vašim ženama
Prestanite da ubite crne dece
Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika
 
Možeš li zamisliti političara
Kako nazove ženu kučkom?
Želiš li ostati u kuhinji?
Da li je to gde pripadaš?
 
Kako izmišljaš savršenog vođa?
Šta želiš da on bude?
Da li je promovisao mučenjem
I ubijanjem porodicama?
 
Da li ti mama došla sa Meksika
Tata došao sa Palestina
Šunjujući se kroz Sirije
Prelazići sve te granice
 
Pustite drugima da uđu
Slušajte vašim ženama
Prestanite da ubite crne dece
Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika
 
Pustite drugima da uđu
Slušajte vašim ženama
Prestanite da ubite crne dece
Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika
 
Da li ti mama došla sa Meksika
Tata došao sa Palestina
Šunjujući se kroz Sirije
Prelazići sve te granice
 
Pustite drugima da uđu
Slušajte vašim ženama
Prestanite da ubite crne dece
Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika
 
Pustite drugima da uđu
Slušajte vašim ženama
Prestanite da ubite crne dece
Neka Amerika Opet Bude Velika
 

Don't Give Up

Don't give up, you've still got time
To catch up and to begin again
Accept your shadows
Bury your fears
Release the ballast
Take flight
 
Don't give up because life is just that
Continue the journey.
Persue your dreams.
Unshackle time.
Run over the rubble
And open up the sky.
 
Don't give up, please don't give in.
Though coldness may burn
Though fear may bite.
Though the sun may set and the wind may go silent,
There's still fire in your soul.
There's still life in your dreams
 
Because life is yours and so too is desire
Because you've loved it and I've loved you
Because wine exists and love, that's certain.
Because there are no wounds which time doesn't heal.
 
To open doors
Remove the latches
Leave behind the ramparts that were protecting you.
Live life and accept the challenge.
Get your laughter back.
Rehearse a song.
Let down your guard and reach out your hands
Unfurl your wings and try again.
Celebrate life and take to the skies.
 
Don't give up, please don't give in.
Though coldness may burn
Though fear may bite.
Though the sun may set and the wind may go silent,
There's still fire in your soul.
There's still life in your dreams
 
Because each day is a new beginning.
Because this is the hour and the best moment.
Because you are not alone, because I love you.
Don't give up, you've still got time
To catch up and to begin again.
 

Let It Don't Be Lie

The more is there, the more i am
The more is there, the more i don't exist
 
Apparently our spirits mows storm
Keep it, i'll keep it, a lifetime is enough(X2)
 
Darlin your hands are mine but i can't hold them
Darlin your eyes are mine but i can't see them
Darlin i can't know days passing without you
Darlin your name was hidden me but i can't say them
 
Give your smiles to wind let me don't keep it
someone can ask or know let your face don't became truth
Burry my life let you don't keep it
Someone can see or hear, let my life to don't be a lie
 

Lonely Sonata

Versions: #1
The princess is sad... What is bothering the princess?
Sighs escape her strawberry mouth
Which has lost its smile, which has lost its color.
The princess is pallid in her golden chair
The keys of her sonorous instrument are silent
And in a vase, forgotten, faints a flower.
 
The garden bursts triumphant with peacocks.
Chatterbox, the mistress, says banal things,
And the jester dressed in red pirouettes.
The princess does not laugh, the princess feels nothing

A Girl's Smock

A girl's smock
Is something that lives and breathes
And it absorbs from her
Her pilgrim's vivaciousness.
Because nobody could imagine
The unparalleled way
That piece of calico
Moves in rhythm with its mistress.
 
What happens to a girl
She tells to her smock.
If a girl is happy
The smock is loosened
And the ribbon gets tied
To make her seem the sad princess.
When a girl is outraged
She bites it and shreds it
As if her five fingers
Would like to avenge the offense.
And when a girl thinks
She bites one of its tips.
 
When she blushes
She covers her face with it
And the smock absorbs
That cry of pain.
And during romantic chats
The calico doesn't stay quiet
'Maybe I'll go,
Maybe I won't go,'
She says between pleats and giggles.
Oh how many commitments
Her smock has gotten her out of!
 

The Dance of the Butterflies

I want you to know that my shyness subsists in abandonment
That everything has been to meet you my friend and start dreaming
That my breathing changes my pulse when I mention you
My heart beats to excess with a little word of yours
 
What the fuck, I have a thousand impulses, I can't control my cravings
And I thought that this feeling had an expiration date
And now it turns out that the intentions speak with the eyes
And your penetrating gaze has contacted my satiety
 
I need a pact with time
That my mouth with your kisses
Will be for all eternity
With the nakedness of our bodies
It pays tribute to the feeling
In honour of the truth
 
I am short of breath with the healing that draws my soul
An intense cold, there is no longer anyone to bear the weight of this cross
Scenes pass, moments of anguish
Torment and calm, the darkness that blinded my eyes
 
Now it is only light, it is strange to feel the illusion and the fear at the same time
That now the dreams are not puppets in my sanity
I am very clear that love is like fashion, everything is temporary
They will be fragments, if in those moments there is a step back
 
I need a pact with time
That my mouth with your kisses
Will be for all eternity
With the nakedness of our bodies
It pays tribute to the feeling
In honour of the truth
 
And now take my hand and kiss me slowly (kiss me, kiss me)
And now that no one is looking at us why don't you invite me to dream
I'm all trick, get on naked, my body is summer
Gone are those refrains that say I don't fall in love any more
 
Tell me how you got into my body
Who gave you consent
How did you get in without calling
And now I am a slave to your kisses
If I don't link with your waist
The madness of the verb love
 
I need a pact with time
That my mouth with your kisses
Will be for all eternity
With the nakedness of our bodies
It pays tribute to the feeling in honour of the truth.
 

Who is that lying, who is that saying that Serbia is small?

Versions: #1
Who is that lying, who is that saying that Serbia is small?
She isn't small, she isn't small, thrice* has she been at war.
 
In 1912, in 1912 she expelled the Turks,
In 1913, in 1913, she stood up against the Bulgarians.
 
In 1914, in 1914, the Kraut struck,
In 1918, in 1918, the Serb beat him.
 
Who is that lying, who is that saying that Serbia is small?
She isn't small, she isn't small, she has always been fighting wars,
And will again, and will again –she never ever shall be slave!
 

Твој грех (Прсти)

Моји сопствени греси.
Ако треба да их избројим,
од мојих десет прстију
требаће ми само пет.
 
Али за бројање твојих грехова
требаће сви прсти света.
 
Али за бројање твојих грехова
требаће сви прсти света.
 
Сада тражиш искупљење
у вину и пијанству,
док на прстима још увек бројиш
грехе које сам починио.
 
Али за бројање твојих грехова
требаће сви прсти света.
 
Али за бројање твојих грехова
требаће сви прсти света.
 

Caballero

From his land he left,
for days he walked,
away from its roots,
alone and without friends.
But it stayed in his heart
the desire to return,
to find again that love
waiting over there.
 
Caballero, come home
riding on your steed