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Moon

Dear moon,
sweet dawn star,
take me to yourself!
May my body get strong,
and resistant!
 

Road of The Sun

It's morning now
Here comes the Sun
But the raindrops
Which fell yesterday
Are still shinning
Are still dancing
With the joyful wind
Which brings me this song
 
I want you to
Hold myhand
Let's stray
Without thinking about
What I've dreamed
What I've cried and struggled
Because our morning
Has just made me forget
Hold my hand
Let's go out to see the Sun
 

Time passes? It doesn't pass

Time passes? It doesn't pass
in the abyss of the heart
There within, prevails the grace
of love, flourishing in song.
 
Time nears us
each time a little bit more, it reduces us
to one sole verse and one rhyme
of hands and eyes, in the light.
 
There isn't consumed time
nor is there time to economize.
Time is all dressed up
in love and the time of love.
 
My time is yours, beloved,
they transcend any measure.
Beyond love, there is nothing,
to love is the juice of life.
 
The yesterday as much as the now
Are both calendar myths,
and your anniversary
is a birth at all hours.
 
And our love, which blossomed
from time, has no age,
so that only who has loved has heard
the appeal of eternity.
 

Passage of the Year

The last day of the year
isn't the last day of time.
Others day shall come
and new thighs and bellies shall communicate to you the heat of life.
You shall kiss mouths, you shall rip up papers,
you shall make voyages and so many celebrations
of birthday, graduation, promotion, glory, sweet death with symphony
and choir,
that the time shall remain replete and you shall not hear the clamor,
the irreparable howls
of the wolf, in solitude.
 
The last day of time
isn't the last day of everything.
There always remains some fringe of life
where two men sit.
A man and his opposite,
a woman and her foot,
a body and its memory,
an eye and its glimmer,
a voice and its echo,
and who knows if even God . . .
 
Receive with simplicity this present of chance.
You deserved to live one more year.
You hoped to live forever and to deplete the dreg of the centuries.
Your father died, your grandfather too.
In you yourself many things have already expired, others peek out at death,
but you are alive. Still one more time you are alive,
and with a cup in hand
you await the dawn.
 
The appeal of inebriating oneself.
The appeal of the dance and of the shout,
the appeal of the colorful ball,
the appeal of kant and of poetry,
all of them . . . and none of them resolves things.
 
The morning of a new year surges up.
The things are clean, orderly.
The body of gestures replenishes itself in foam.
All the senses function in alertness.
The mouth is eating up life.
The mouth is stuffed with life.
The life spills from the mouth,
besmirches the hands, the pavement.
Life is fat, smelly, mortal, sub-reptilian.
 

To translate

Someone floods
into the center of the night.
Before an order of alien words,
subjected rebel,
they offer the song of all their memories,
you reviewed them with new skin
and with love
they sleep in a new language.
 

I Worked In a Bakery

I worked in a bakery
I did many things
I mixed, I kneaded
But hey, I made mistakes x2
 
The heat - Oh God it kills!
And I'm buck naked
Chopping bread, making pies
Always thinking about penis x2
 
Some oldster comes in and sits
He's not my father and not my grandpa
I'll give you my penisfor pies
The oldster said, not joking
 
Ref - The heat - Oh God it kills...
 
He doesn't know what to do of the heat
He grabs me by the buttocks
I knead the dough as he kneads me
And that goes on even off the clock
 
Ref - The heat - Oh God it kills...
 
He's on me, I'm on him
Sometimes from the behind and sometimes from the front
He eats the pie and thrusts away
I don't make mistakes as I continue mixing
 
Ref - The heat - Oh God it kills...
 
Finally he lifts my legs
And I stiffen up straight
He goes for the pie and I for his penis
I don't know how it happened, but it did
I don't know how it happened, but it did
I don't know how it happened, but it did... (and so on)
 

To my dearest

To my dearest, to my dearest I wanted
to give a kiss secretly
To my dearest, to my dearest I wanted
to give a kiss secretly.
 
But on hitting a kiss
a lamp clattered on the table.
But on hitting a kiss
a lamp clattered on the table.
 
Mom heard this noise,
Caught us making out.
Mom heard this noise,
Caught us making out.
 
Would have been better, would have been better, if I hadn't gone,
Would have been better, would have been better, if I hadn't gone,
Would have been better if I neither hadn't loved,
nor given you a kiss or my heart.
 

Not around me

We were kissing on the sand, I was with you in my dream
We were dancing together under the moon.
I`m looking for your eyes among million eyes
I want to tell you the whole world is just for us
 
You are around me, you are warming
Me by your look
Me by your...
 
You are around me, you are warming
Me by your look
Me by your...
 
Planes, cities, colours of our music
You know, my smile is only for you
Don't kid yourself, cause I`ll be alone
Fate brought us together and separated us
 
You are not around me, you are not warming
Me by your look
Me by your...
 
You are not around me, you are, you are, you are not around me
You are not around me, you are, you are, you are not around me
You are not around me, you are, you are, you are not around me
 
You are not around me, you are not warming
Me by your look
Me by your...
 
You are not around me, you are, you are, you are not around me
You are not around me, you are, you are, you are not around me
You are not around me, you are, you are, you are not around me
 
Polly P

Father of Paradise

[Chorus:]
Father of Paradise,
Lord of the creation,
Be you always lauded,
Eternal Father.
 
You hold the rule of heaven,
On earth always the guide:
Peace, harmony,
Goodness.
 
[Chorus]
 
Govern to your liking
The whole humankind,
Because you are the only ruler,
You are the Lord.
 
Give me today the bread
With sweat, and health,
As well as you gave me
The virtue.
 
[Chorus]
 
Since you have forgiven me,
I run from temptation,
For an universal
Communion.
 
Deliver from every evil
The Christian kingdom.
Help us, arcane
Omnipotent.
 
[Chorus]
 

It's Nothing

The wind that blew past the space between us brought loneliness from somewhere far off.
After we had cried, that sky always appeared to be so clear.
 
My father's words, always seeming so sharp, felt somehow warm today.
Knowing nothing about how to speak of Kindness, Smiles, or Dreams... I followed your lead every time.
 
It's only a little further... just a little longer... we're almost there.
It's only a little further... just a little longer...
So shall we stick together just little longer?
 
We're time flyers! Time-scaling climbers!
We're sick of being left out of time's game of hide-and-seek!
 
The reason you cried so happily, and smiled so sadly,
Was because your heart had grown far beyond you.
 
The toys we received, after going as far as to wish to the stars... are now lying about in the corner of this room.
The dreams we wish to have granted reached 100 today. Someday, let's trade them in for just one.
 
Today, I tried saying, 'See you tomorrow,' to that girl who never talks.
It's nice to do something out of character every once in a while... especially if you're there beside me.
 
It's only a little further... just a little longer... we're almost there.
It's only a little further... just a little longer...
So let's stick together for a little bit longer!
 
We're time flyers! I've known you all this time -
Long, long before I learned of my own name!
 
I'm sure some kind of meaning still exists in a world without you...
But a world without you is like August without a summer vacation.
 
A world without you is like a Santa who doesn't smile.
A world without you is...
 
We're time flyers! Time-scaling climbers!
We're sick of being left out of time's game of hide-and-seek!
 
But never mind that... yeah, never mind-
I'm heading your way now!
 
We're time flyers! Time-scaling climbers!
We're done with being left out of time's game of hide-and-seek!
 
You're a dramatic crier! I wanna try putting a stop to those tears!
But you refused... and I understood why once I saw those tears that fell.
 
The reason I cried so happily, and smiled so sadly,
Was because my heart had grown far beyond me.
 

Quench, Relieve Our Suffering, Good Lord!..

Quench, relieve our suffering, good Lord!
Like wild beasts we have cowered in dungeons -
Our bed is hard granite, not smooth sward,
Stifling lack of light and faith is pungent.
 
Semiprecious gems sparkle like gold tracks,
Rows of columns stretch out into cool gneiss,
Ugly creatures creep out from the cold cracks -
Salamanders, grass snakes, and large woodlice.
 
Our skin sores are filled with the thick pus,
Like a carrion is our body...
Lord, spread out the last shroud without stigmas,
Over graveyard repose spread it, bloody!
 
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With just a look

I walk down to the station
And you know nothing, you're not coming with me
A ticket abroad with a finger
on the map where my destiny is
No need to explain, words overwhelm me
There is no sin, there is no guilt
No truth, no nothing
 
It's no coincidence, what I saw served to demonstrate
that in your life I have no place
 
You killed my illusions
with just one look you put me in my place
You were done with my love and you
Know nothing, you have no idea
that I saw you in that place trying to kiss
that girl you could be with today if you wanted
 
My intention is not to reproach you for doing as you please
Today I free you from needing to hide anything
With my soul silent I leave your bed
And erase any traces of my steps as I go
 
It is no coincidence, what I saw served to demonstrate
that in your life I have no place
 
You killed my illusions
with just one look you put me in my place
You were done with my love and you
Know nothing, you have no idea
that I saw you there trying to kiss
that girl you could be with today if you wanted
 
Now I go, escaping your confession
Time will erase the wounds you have left me with
 
You killed my illusions
with just one look you put me in my place
You were done with my love and you
Know nothing, you have no idea
that I saw you in that place trying to kiss
that girl you could be with today if you wanted
 
You killed my illusions
with just one look you put me in my place
You were done with my love and you
Know nothing, you have no idea
that I saw you in that place trying to kiss
that girl you could be with today if you wanted
 

If you are next to me

Somehow bit by bit we are
Come to agreement about everything.
Somehow unnoticed we are
Will survive this cold weather, for we are together.
 
The winter came to us along the roofs without a sound,
And so quiet, quiet on the streets of the town.
 
Chorus:
I love this life, everything bad doesn't count,
If you are next to me, if you are near.
I'm with you, well, and snow still falling, falling down,
It's sweeping our mistakes.
 
It seems, between us miles of ice,
And now we are poles apart.
Somehow, we even will deal with this,
I need this light in your eyes.
 
The winter came to us along the roofs without a sound,
And so quiet, quiet on the streets of the town.
 
Chorus:
I love this life, everything bad doesn't count,
If you are next to me, if you are near.
I'm with you, well, and snow still falling, falling down,
It's sweeping our mistakes.
 
It's covering our love...
 
The winter came to us along the roofs without a sound,
And so quiet, quiet on the streets of the town.
 
Chorus:
I love this life, everything bad doesn't count,
If you are next to me, if you are near.
I'm with you, well, and snow still falling, falling down,
It's sweeping our mistakes.
 
It's covering our love...
 

Le Paradis d'Été

My heart is sinking and I'm fly away in this plane that's taking me far from you
I can't believe that we're leaving
Tell me that it's the last time
 
But one day I'll come back here, my love, under the shadow of palm trees
(Stay in my name)
 
Cause I remember every sunset,
I remember every word you said
The sun brushing against your skin
We were singing la la ta ta ta
I only think about coming back
Back to summer paradise with you
And I'll be there in a heartbeat
(Quick time, quick time girl) oh, oh
I'll be there in a heartbeat
(Quick time, quick time girl) oh, oh
(Tell 'em)
 
Outside the snow keeps falling
You just need to forget it
I dream of the sand and sea
I really need you beside me
(Baby girl)
 
In this beautiful life
The summer in the sky
Hand in hand
We forget about tomorrow
 
Cause I remember every sunset
I remember every word you said
The sun brushing against your skin
We were singing la la ta ta ta
I only think about coming back
Back to summer paradise with you
And I'll be there in a heartbeat
(Quick time, quick time girl) oh, oh
I'll be there in a heartbeat
(Quick time, quick time girl) oh, oh
(Tell 'em)
 
The promised that we made
To about our friends
Thinking about it
Sunshine under trees
Summer time on the beach
Oh fine we get closer
Under them trees
Baby girl, you really got to me
 
It's 3 o'clock and we're together
And the time doesn't leave
In a heartbeat girl, sex on the beach
Don't stand your world, ask me I'm rich
Loving you girl, is the best part of me
 
But one day, I'll come back, my love, under the shadow of the palm trees
(Bring it back, bring it back - rewind)
 
Cause I remember every sunset
I remember every word you said
The sun brushing against your skin
We were singing la la ta ta ta
I only think about coming back
Back to summer paradise with you
And I'll be there in a heartbeat
(Quick time, quick time girl) oh, oh
I'll be there in a heartbeat
(Quick time, quick time girl' oh, oh
I'll be there in a heartbeat
 

Raj

Čitav život sam se borila da budem slobodna
kroz vrućinu i grmljavinu
samo sam pokušavala da budem svoja
Radije bih bila sama
nego u lošem društvu
Tvrdoglava žena
znaš da ću uvek to biti
Ali dušo sad
 
Kad me dodirneš tu
i poljubiš me tu
i umiriš me tamo
pevušim kao ptice na drveću
Kada me dodirneš tu
i poljubiš me tu
i umiriš me tamo
svetlucam kao mesec na moru
 
Nisam tako daleko od Raja
Na nebesima sam
Nisam tako daleko od Raja
Na nebesima sam
 
Bog zna kako je ponekad teško biti sam
I pitaš se kad
kada će neki brat po duši da se pridruži
Bilo je dugih usamljeničkih noći
beskonačnih noći kada bih se ja
prevrtala i okretala
žudela i gorela iznutra
Ali dušo sad
 
Kad me dodirneš tu
i poljubiš me tu
i umiriš me tamo
pevušim kao ptice na drveću
Kada me dodirneš tu
i poljubiš me tu
i umiriš me tamo
svetlucam kao mesec na moru
 
Nisam tako daleko od Raja
Na nebesima sam
Nisam tako daleko od Raja
Na nebesima sam
Nisam tako daleko od Raja
Na nebesima sam
Nisam tako daleko od Raja
Na nebesima sam
 

The Curves of the Road to Santos

If you intend to know who I am
I can tell you
Get in my car, (while in) the road to Santos
And you'll know me
You may think I don't even like myself
And that, in my age, only speed stays with me
 
I'm always alone
And, in my way, time is shorter and shorter
I need help
Please come to me
I'm very lonely
If, by any chance, during a curve I remember my world
I step it up, correct (my turn) in a second, I mustn't stop
 
I prefer the curves of the road to Santos
Where I try to forget
A love I had
And saw (it) fade in the rear-view mirror
But if I ever find again the love I've lost
The curves are over
And on the road of Santos I won't drive again
No, I won't drive (there) again
 

Both Love And Joy Exist, My Friend...

Both love and joy exist, my friend,
All that will happen to no end,
Although in other hearts, not ours.
But, dear mate, both you and I
Are just day-dreams of Beauty cry,
Just drops in timeless grails of flowers
That never cease to blossom, no!
In never dying gardens' row.
 
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Love in the ether

There is within me a landscape
between midday and two in the evening.
Leggy birds, beaks immersed in water,
enter and not in this place of memory,
a shallow lake with reed at the edges.
I inhabit it, when the desires of the body,
the metaphysics, exclaim:
how you are beautiful!
I want to write you til I find
where you segregate so much feeling.
You think about me, your secretive half-smile
traverses sea and mountain,
it startles me in shudders,
the supernatural love.
The body is light like the soul,
the minerals fly like butterflies.
Everything from this place
between midday and two in the evening.
 

Parameter

God is more beautiful than I am.
 
And He isn't young.
 
This yes, is a consolation.
 

With poetic license

When I was born a slender angel,
one of those that plays the cornet, announced:
she shall carry the flag.
A very heavy weight for a woman,
that species still put to shame.
I accept the subterfuges that fit me,
without needing to lie.
I am not so ugly that I cannot wed,
I think Rio de Janeiro to be a beauty and
now yes, now no, I believe in child-birth without pain.
But I feel what I write. I fulfill the destiny.
I open up lineages, I found kingdoms
- pain is not sourness.
My sadness does not have pedigree,
now my will for joy,
its root goes to my thousandth grandparent.
To be a cripple in life is a damnation for man.
Woman is unbending. I am.
 

Hand in glove

We go hand in glove
foam and velvet,
me with a creak of starch
and you serious and haughty
 
People stare at us
with envy by the street,
the neighbours mumur
like the friends and the mayor.
 
They say is no more in style
neither my comb nor your hairclip,
they say is no more in style
neither my locket nor your belt
 
I know that are in style
your big eyes and my pride,
when you go taking my arm
on daylight and without hurry.
 
Our cart driver waits for us
in front of the main church,
and slowly we go over the track,
you salute touching the brim
of your best hat,
and I shake my kerchief with grace.
 
I know is no more in style
I know is no more in style
that I put in the dinner
jazmins on the buttonhole
 
Of course is looks like a game
but there's nothing better
than being a sir of those
that my grandparents saw.
 
~ ~ ~
 
Our cart driver waits for us
in front of the main church,
and slowly we go over the track,
you salute touching the brim
of your best hat,
and I shake my kerchief with grace.
 
I know is no more in style
I know is no more in style
that I put in the dinner
jazmins on the buttonhole
 
Of course is looks like a game
but there's nothing better
than being a sir of those
that my grandparents saw.
 

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Hand in glove

We go hand in glove
foam and velvet,
me with a creak of starch
and you serious and haughty
 
People stare at us
with envy by the street,
the neighbours mumur
like the friends and the mayor.
 
They say is no more in style
neither my comb nor your hairclip,
they say is no more in style
neither my locket nor your belt
 
I know that are in style
your big eyes and my pride,
when you go taking my arm
on daylight and without hurry.
 
Our cart driver waits for us
in front of the main church,
and slowly we go over the track,
you salute touching the brim
of your best hat,
and I shake my kerchief with grace.
 
I know is no more in style
that I put in the dinner
jazmins on the buttonhole
 
Of course is looks like a game
but there's nothing better
than being a sir of those
that my grandparents saw.
 

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Sa zatvorenim ocima

Svi zele da se udaljim od njega,
da je najgori i ne voli me dovoljno.
Kazu da mi ispira mozak
da bi na kraju upetljao se u moje telo.
Moram priznati da kad me on ljubi
svet se vrti u mojoj glavi,
zatvaram oci i osecam njegov dah,
moja krv pali bilo kakvu misao
i verujem mu, verujem mu, verujem mu...
 
Verujem mu kada kaze volim te.
Verujem mu da ce njegova ljubav biti vecna.
Verujem mu da ce biti najbolji muskarac.
Verujem mu da mesec je od sira
i ako mi on da drugi poljubac
sta me briga ako me laze, ja mu verujem.
 
Sa zatvorenim ocima ici cu za njim.
Sa zatvorenim ocima uvek cu ga voleti.
Sa zatvorenim ocima ja imam poverenja u njega.
Sa zatvorenim ocima ja zelim da mu verujem.
Sa zatvorenim ocima ici cu za njim.
Sa zatvorenim ocima uvek cu ga voleti.
Sa zatvorenim ocima ja imam poverenja u njega.
Sa zatvorenim ocima ja zelim da mu verujem.
Verovacu mu.
 
Oni kazu da vise ne mogu da vidim,
da me ljubav zaslepljuje kada sam sa njim.
Ne primecujem da nema novca,
kazu da on je los i da sam ja njegova igra.
Moram priznati da kad me on ljubi
svet se vrti u mojoj glavi,
zatvaram oci i osecam njegov dah,
moja krv pali bilo kakvu misao
i verujem mu, verujem mu, verujem mu...
 

Feeling of the world

I have merely two hands
and the feeling of the world,
but I am full of slaves,
my memories run
and my body compromises
in the confluence of love.
 
When I'll get up, the sky
will be dead and looted,
I myself will be dead,
dead my desire, dead
the swamp without harmonies.
 
The comrades didn't say
that there was a war
and that it was necessary
to bring fire and nourishment.
I feel scattered, behind the borders,
humbly I beg ye
to forgive me.
 
When the bodies will pass,
I will remain alone
defying the recollection
of the bellman, of the widow and of the microscopist
who inhabited the tent
and who weren't discovered
at dawn
that dawn
greater than night.
 

Cvet Cimeta

Dozvoli mi da ti pričam prijateljice*,
dozvoli da ti pričam o lepotama
iz snova koje mi bude uspomene.
O starom most na reci i Alamedi.
 
Dozvoli da ti pričam prijateljice*,
sada dok su mi uspomene i mirisi još svežii
i dok su izmešani sa snovima.
O starom mostu na reci i Alamedi.
 
Jasminov cvet u kosi i ruže na licu.
Vazduhom se širi miris cimeta,
oseća se na svakom koraku,
mirisnom aromom koja ispunjava grudi.
 
Sa mosta na Alamedi silazi se polako na dole
kroz zelenio koje treperi i ritmično se ljulja
kao da se smeši, od reke dolazi
pirkanje laganog vetrića od mosta u Alamedi.
 
Dozvoli mi da ti pričam prijateljice.
Ah, Pusti me da ti ispričam crna, svoje utiske,
a kad se probudim iz snova, iz tih snova
kakvo zadovoljstvo osećam, crna,
 
Uživajući u prefinjenom mirisu cimeta
redovi jasmina još više naglašavaju tu lepotu
šetalište pored novog mosta, ukras je Alamede
reka kao da ide pored vas dok šetate trotoarom.
 
I sećam se još ...
Jasminovog cvet u kosi i ruže na licu.
Vazduhom se širi miris cimeta,
oseća se na svakom koraku,
mirisnom aromom koja ispunjava grudi.
 
Sa mosta u Alamedi silazi se polako na dole
kroz zelenio koje treperi i ritmično se ljulja
kao da se smeši, od reke dolazi
pirkanje laganog vetrića od mosta u Alamedi.
 

Hey, you Black Sea!

Its you, black sea!
Its filled but never overflow!
Never do it, my love!
The doer ones never lived!
Hey, ruined hill!
You played with my heart!
I will go but,
You are like basket* on my back! (I cant go without you)
 

A new Tomorrow

It is sweet to reminisce
The memories past
It feels like yesterday when we we're dreaming
 
For the passing of time
We're shaped by the seasons
We stood tall
Against the challenges
 
REF
Farewell my friends, teachers and classmates
I'll carry with me the memories of our yesterdays
Our small dreams
I pray to the Lord
Pray our new tomorrow
We will succeed
success
 
This is now the time
That we have to part
To take our paths
To our tomorrow
 
Even if it pains me
To leave the past
But due to our small dreams
We need to go on
 
REF
Farewell my friends, teachers and classmates
I'll carry with me the memories of our yesterdays
Our small dreams
I pray to the Lord
Pray our new tomorrow
We will...
 
REF
Farewell my friends, teachers and classmates
I'll carry with me the memories of our yesterdays
Our small dreams
I pray to the Lord
Pray our new tomorrow
We will succeed
 
success...success
 

Radio Mishima

Hurried, I dive myself deep into different theses
which I use as an eye for the calm mind.
Eloquences whose I claim silly showing
But I go on and won't stop, I don't mind the lights and sirens.
I walk the way, the mind already marked.
I'm the drop that announces the storm!
I'm made of salt water and I'm stormy!
 
On this land cherry blossom, new men for the emperor!
The blade is embed in reality and in honor, cherries blossom on this land!
 
Awake the body of culture, the action of a smile a bit forced.
I fight with some amuse because I embarrass the pleb
The pleb that insult us and hit us
Laugh laugh architect of the state!
I won't bargain my pride for a poisoned world.
I'm the drop that announces the storm!
I'm made of salt water and I'm stormy!
 
On this land cherry blossom,new men for the emperor!
The blade is embed in reality and in honor, cherries blossom on this land!
On this land cherry blossom, new men for the emperor!
The blade is embed in reality and in honor, cherries blossom on this land!
 
Thanks a lot for your attention!

To die in love

From a poster Jean Fonda smiles at me
and Carolina, with her best grimace,
from the cover of an old weekly magazine
declares her love to me.
 
I live helplessly in love,
every night in front of the TV,
with the girls who in rythmical announcements
sell me illusion.
 
To live in love, dreaming every time,
that's living, sir.
Following those girls who perfume
the air like a flower.
To live in love, dreaming every time,
that's living, sir.
Carrying in my hands, I get everywhere
love always, love.
 
I live in love and its my dream
when life drops the curtain for me,
to end my days beautifully,
I want to die of love.
 
To die in love with very clear eyes,
that's dying, sir.
Carrying to the other sky the desire of finding
love always love.
 

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Shall we pick cherries in my garden?

Shall we pick cherries in my garden
You and I, wow wow wow
Pick everything you dare to there in my garden
Take what you want
We can pick all the trees until they're bare
Give and take, wow wow wow
But you'll have to pay for every berry
That which I want
There the grass is nice and green and sweet
And smells like summer dreams
There we can have a wonderful time
Only you and me
Shall we pick cherries in my garden
You pick for me and I'll pick for you
Nothing can be seen or heard there in my garden
I can promise you that
In my garden paradise is blooming
Every day, wow wow wow
And what could be the price for you
I decide that
We can climb to the very top of the tree
And push the ladder away
Sit there with a basket each in our knees
Only you and me
Shall we pick cherries in my garden
Like I said, wow wow wow
You can be the first one in my garden
If you say yes
Then, when all of the sky's beautiful stars
Have started the song of the night
We can sing along and snap away kernels
All night long
High bushes grow for our sake
And hide the cherry tree
You can pick your arms full there
I will help you
Shall we pick cherries in my garden
You and I, wow wow wow
Pick everything you dare to there in my garden
Take what you want
Take what you want
 

Scone Cha-Cha-Cha

Yesterday afternoon, an agonizing feeling tormented me
I felt a desire for something delicious
I'd been thinking about him1 for weeks
I saw him and I was left speechless
 
I looked at him and he winked at me like a big teenager
I felt that if he was mine, I wouldn't complain anymore
So the moment came and I seized it
I grabbed him and bit into him
 
Scones are so good-cha-cha-cha2
Scones cha-cha-cha
Scones cha-cha-cha
They're better than a man's blather when he says he loves you
 
While he looks at me, he beckons to another woman
This is how it always goes
Because all men are fickle
Cha-cha-cha they're all talk and no cider
 
I don't care about alcohol, it doesn't make me happy at the least
I don't need neither champagne nor brandy
You can give me a hundred cakes with mousse on top
My heart stays rock hard
Only scones turn me on
 
It's okay if there's butter on its head3 and cheese in the middle
That's how I like it
But still, the biggest pleasure is
If there is a good amount of cracklings inside
 
Scones are so good-cha-cha-cha
Scones cha-cha-cha
Scones cha-cha-cha
They're better than a man's blather when he says he loves you
 
While he looks at me, he beckons to another woman
This is how it always goes
Because all men are fickle
Cha-cha-cha they're all talk and no cider
 
I don't care about alcohol, it doesn't make me happy at the least
I don't need neither champagne nor brandy
You can give me a hundred cakes with mousse on top
My heart stays rock hard
Only scones turn me on
 
It's okay if there's butter on its head and cheese in the middle
That's how I like it
But still, the biggest pleasure is
If there is a good amount of cracklings inside
 

• 1. Hungarian has no gender-specific pronouns, so this (and the rest of the 'he''s in the first two verses) could also be 'it' - the beginning plays on this ambiguity
• 2. Pogácsa is a Hungarian cheese patty which does not have a direct equivalent in English, but it's similar to a scone. Also, since it ends with '-csa', it lends itself well to wordplay combining it and cha-cha-cha.
• 3. Hungarian idiom meaning 'to be guilty', but the literal meaning is more important here

That's how they do it

[Učiteljice]
Mom tells me 'why do you need tattoos?
And don't be, just don't, with anyone before the marriage
Don't wear short (clothes), be at home before the nightfall (darkness),
do you really would like everyone to think you're easy?
Don't trust anyone who goes out at midnight,
that's the way you fall down and you'll need help.
Don't listen to the heart, this way you'll only got (be) stupid'
I won't, I can't, 'cause I hear the way it (heart) beats!
 
Am I the bad girl?
(Even when you're the best at everything,
even then you're in trouble)
I slept with him
(and your whole life got ruined in just one day)
 
I love everything that youngsters love, hours pass by,
and we'll all pay for wasted time one day,
'cause everything that youngsters do is supposed to be written as a mistake,
but everyone has two or three mistakes in his life
 
I got drunk, so what, so I ended up (performed) stupidly,
so what, this is the what youngsters do, because that's the way they do it –
with a little bit more of heart and less cleverness in head
 
Daddy tells me 'you're still (too) young for such things,
why do you need a boyfriend if he only spoils you?
Stay at home a little, you're out too often'
forgive me, dad, but I know well what I do
 
'Don't trust anyone who goes out at midnight,
that's the way you fall down and you'll need help.
Don't listen to the heart, this way you'll only got (be) stupid'
I won't, I can't, 'cause I hear the way it (heart) beats!
 
Am I the bad girl?
(Even when you're the best at everything,
even then you're in trouble)
I slept with him
(and your whole life got ruined in just one day)
 
I love everything that youngsters love, hours pass by,
and we'll all pay for wasted time one day,
'cause everything that youngsters do is supposed to be written as a mistake,
but everyone has two or three mistakes in his life
 
I got drunk, so what, so I ended up (performed) stupidly,
so what, this is the what youngsters do, because that's the way they do it –
with a little bit more of heart and less cleverness in head
 
[DJ Mateo]
You're good, you're good, when you're mine, you're mine
That's why I come, I come, it's almost midnight now.
You're good, you're good, if you're mine, you're mine
That's why you could, you could be my first aid
 
[Učiteljice]
I'm go to the city, (I'm) free and young
[DJ Mateo]
You're good, you're good, when you're mine, you're mine
[Učiteljice]
'Cause that's my nature (personality) and I'll cause a scandal
[DJ Mateo]
Be, be good!
 
I love everything that youngsters love, hours pass by,
and we'll all pay for wasted time one day,
'cause everything that youngsters do is supposed to be written as a mistake,
but everyone has two or three mistakes in his life
 
I got drunk, so what, so I ended up (performed) stupidly,
so what, this is the what youngsters do, because that's the way they do it –
with a little bit more of heart and less cleverness in head
 
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