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Radioland

We turn on the radiophone
We hear the transmission sound
By pressing a button with the speed of light
We reach high frequency
After a fine adjustment by hand
We listen to the Morse band
Electronic sounds from the radioland
 
Turn the dials with your hand
Till you find the short wave band
Electronic music sounds from Radioland
 
We are turning dials of the Radio
We are hearing the sound of transmission
 
By pressing a button fast
We reach the short wave band
 
After fine tuning by hand
We are listening to the Morse band
Electronic sound from Radioland
 

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Every One Of My Mistakes

It's not easy to understand
Why we sometimes
Take the wrong path.
And the last door back
Is boarded up with 'if' and 'but.'
You deal with it somehow
But you can't escape yourself.
 
But it seems to me that every one of my mistakes
Is also, in the end, a step.
And every one of my mistakes
Brought me back to you.
And for every one of my mistakes
I want to say 'I'm sorry'
Can you forgive them?
Maybe you can live with that.
Can you live with me?
 
I want to break
Straight through everything standing in my way.
I've had so many plans
Go up in smoke halfway through.
Often I've pulled the rug
Right out from under my feet.
When we wanted to go straight
I took a curve anyway.
 
Oh, it seems to me that every one of my mistakes
Is also, in the end, a step.
And every one of my mistakes
Brought me back to you.
And for every one of my mistakes
I want to say 'I'm sorry'
Can you forgive them?
Maybe you can live with that.
Can you live with me?
Can you live with me?
Oh, every one of my mistakes
 
What stories will we tell
Between all the 'bad' and 'good?'
What I'd regret the most
Is if we never tried.
And if the walls
That I'm always building
Someday crumble to dust,
Then only because you believe in me,
Then only because you trust me.
Oh, every one of my mistakes
 
Oh, it seems to me that every one of my mistakes
Is also, in the end, a step.
And every one of my mistakes
Brought me back to you.
And for every one of my mistakes
I want to say 'I'm sorry'
Can you forgive them?
Can you live with me?
Will1 you live with me?
 

• 1. Usually you would translate 'willst du' with 'do you want to,' but 'will you' is also a possibility, and I chose it in this case because people usually say 'will you marry me' and not 'do you want to marry me.'

Radio Song

Come quickly, turn on your radio
What you also hear, you can kink it
Music so fat1 that I'll shortly began vomiting
You can't even send that to the last farmers
 
I so often dream about art and culture
Dreaming of a world so beautiful
If only my radio was cooperating
 
That's why I tell my radio 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
I'm telling mine 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
 
Frequencies and sequences
Don't bring any pleasure
The humankind desperately needs
A different sound
That's why I in a friendly tone say
- Dear people - Dear people
You will only find good sex and music
underground
 
I so often dream about art and culture
Dreaming of a world so beautiful
If only my radio was cooperating
 
That's why I tell my radio 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
I'm telling mine 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
 
Honey, come and quickly turn off the radio
I can't come to this corny music
Each and every day I turn off the radio
It makes me asexual and dizzy
 
That's why I tell my radio 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
I'm telling mine 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
 
That's why I tell my radio 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
I'm telling mine 'Goodbye'
Tell your radio 'Goodbye'
 

• 1. Fat music, Schmalz: A piece of music that goes overboard trying to make you feel sad or nostalgic, it's indulging in schmaltz. Love scenes in movies are too often guilty of schmaltz as well. Since the mid-1930s, the Yiddish word schmaltz has been used this way, although its original meaning is 'rendered chicken fat,' or 'melted fat,' first spelled shmalts. It comes from the Old High German smalz, 'animal fat.'

Riga Resounds

Riga Resounds Riga Resounds
Who Made Riga So Resound?
Aijaija Tallalla
Who Made Riga So Resound?
Aijaija Tallalla
Who Made Riga So Resound?
Those Are Forging A Dowry For That Maiden
The One With 3 Brothers
Aijaija Tallalla
The One With 3 Brothers
Aijaija Tallalla
The One With 3 Brothers
Brother To Her Father Forged The Dowry
Brother To Her Mother Forged The Key
Aijaija Tallalla
Brother To Her Mother Forged The Key
Aijaija Tallalla
Brother To Her Mother Forged The Key
True Brother To Herself
Cast It’s Lid Of Gold
Aijaija Tallalla
Cast It’s Lid Of Gold
Aijaija Tallalla
Cast It’s Lid Of Gold
Riga Resounds Riga Resounds
Who Made Riga So Resound?
Aijaija Tallalla
Who Made Riga So Resound?
Aijaija Tallalla
Who Made Riga So Resound?
 

Me on the Radio

I was 7 years old
listening to Jimi Hendrix and Zeppelin
For me it was good.
Made myself a mike stand at lathe
bought a guitar with the telephone money
For me it was good.
 
Hey, yeah.... listen, turn on the radio!
Turn it louder!
Hey, yeah... oh, mother, how cool!
Today is a big day, It's me on the radio!
 
I was the best in the Tei (neighbourhood)
Found myself singing with the best
For me it was good
Old man said I had a good ear
but I'm missing 200 years of blues
For me wasn't good!...
 
Hey, yeah.... listen, turn on the radio!
Turn it louder!
Hey, yeah... oh, mother, how cool!
Today is a big day, It's me on the radio!
 

Like Dancing but on the Radio

We're singing something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
 
Hey, you wanted to appear on my TV set
It was you who wanted to take a chance, shout out loud and become famous
Now when a thousand heads have been served on your platter
It's now that you'll be discovered or now that you'll be forgotten
 
Oh oh oh oh, like dancing but on the radio
like a chance to maybe catch someone
someone who asks you to sing something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
Oh oh oh oh, something that causes explosions
something loved by millions
and they sing along with something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
 
Hey, can you take in what might seem obvious?
Is it certain when you're standing here that you're living a dream?
Hey, what happens if you notice that you're finished dancing?
That you're tired of everything, of titles and fame?
 
Oh oh oh oh, like dancing but on the radio
like a chance to maybe catch someone
someone who asks you to sing something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
Oh oh oh oh, something that causes explosions
something loved by millions
and they sing along with something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
 
But imagine if you become somebody, somebody that once got twittered about
A lesser interpretation of somebody else's song
 
Oh oh oh oh, like dancing but on the radio
like a chance to maybe catch someone
someone who asks you to sing something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
Oh oh oh oh, something that causes explosions
something loved by millions
and they sing along with something that gets stuck, something everyone knows
 

Radio Romance

Do you have a time?
This time is for you
 
Have you ever heard
Stories on the radio? oh yeah
 
Someone is falling in love, Falling in love
Someone is trapped in the sadness, Don’t Worry About It
This little everyday happiness
That sometimes comfort someone
 
I know I can be somebody
In the same time different stories
Are unseen, but can be felt
Today open your heart to me
So you can feel them
Come to me, oh baby
Radio Romance
 
Have you heard of this song?
That music is for you
 
Have you ever heard
Songs on the radio? Oh yeah
 
Even if there's no music you'd like to listen to,
Just listening is enough
Because then the mood-raising song
Will be flowing out
 
I know I can be somebody
In the same time different stories
Are unseen, but can be felt
Today open your heart to me
So you can feel them
Come to me, oh baby
Radio Romance
 
In the tired world
Touch my heart
And it will become your strength,
Whispering of warm love
 
I know I can be somebody
In the same time different stories
Are unseen, but can be felt
Today open your heart to me
So you can feel them
Come to me, oh baby
Radio Romance
 

Hidden Path

Seen, then unseen - flickering,
The path is wrapped in fog
Like I can catch it, then I cannot - going further,
The path is like a rainbow
Are you waiting for me somewhere?
I look around, but I can't find
 
My dear, be my strength
So I can find
The path given to me
My dear, pave the path
My hidden path
 
Should I go here or there?
Everywhere is just strange
Like being pulled in, the leaving man
Found his way
After I saw him off, waving my hand,
Only loneliness wrapped around me
 
My dear, be my strength
So I can find
The path given to me
My dear, pave the path
My hidden path
 

Radio

It speaks in color
And it makes shows
It plays the singers
Radio
If you want the sea
Cuba or Rio
I know a country
Radio
All night
She frequency in my bed
All night
She dances in my life
It sings and prose
It flows like water
The day and the night
Radio
it gives food
Even to animals
It's ugly and it's beautiful
Radio
All night
This frequency in my bed
All night
She lies down on my life
Radio
Radio
Radio
Radio...
It heals the heart
It makes children
Ca rit and cry
Radio
It's sunny
When it's not nice
This is my weather
Radio
 

Keratokonus

The ice is melting a bit more with every step
 
Bagpipes play, the crowd
keeps marching while dreaming
Dream about warm southern country was stolen
like legends say and now it's come back
 
If they give up, they will be able just curse
 
According to the tales there'll be allowed to drink
 
To all on the side of old gods, those without a face nor name
 
Which fight agsinst everybody in the sound of hundred of horns
Kissed by the fire, betrayed by the snow
 
The crowd keeps standing, look into the far away distance
You'll see the longest and the highest wall
 
The baptism is what is going to happen
 
You'll colour this day into shade of dark red
 
Kissed by the fire, betrayed by the snow
 
In black armour men hit the alarm
 
They're scared, but you won't feel a fear
 
It stabs deeper, sometimes deeper than the swords
It makes them not able to move and they'll sleep forever
You do have a chance, you really impress me
 
My crow is milking me and many rumors
 
The wound in my heart is never going to heal
 
The snow tastes like a betrayal, tell me the truth, who you really are!
 
The snow tastes like blood, it's not the first time you lie about it!
Thousands of words sound in the wind, thousands of heads fall asleep, thousends of lips won't tell anything, many lights darken.
 

Tonight

Tonight I will drink 'till the end.
To us.
Our days are gone with the wind.
And when you close your eyes
And let the black circles take you
To remember
What do friends mean.
 
Tonight, tonight, tonight for the last time
Be, be, be my best friend.
Tonight, tonight, tonight for the last time
Be, be, be my best friend.
 
When you lean your head on the window
And tears roll down your face
You'll see images trough the fog
In the distance, you'll see me.
You'll see us.
 
Tonight, tonight, tonight for the last time
Be, be, be my best friend.
Tonight, tonight, tonight for the last time
Be, be, be my best friend.
 
And after everything
There will be me
And there will be you.
But we
Will never be again.
 
Lights trough the night flicker dimly
The street will not remember the sound of your footsteps.
So come once again, let me hug you
Tonight you will be my best friend.
 
Tonight, tonight, tonight for the last time (Within me)
Be, be, be my best friend.
Tonight, tonight, tonight for the last time
Be, be, be my best friend.
 
Like bird the sky
Like stars the night
So much I love you
And you're leaving.
 

Bez reči

Ne udaljavaj se od mene
Ne udaljavaj se od mene
Pusti me da te gledam
Da te osećam uz sebe
Gle...
Ne odlazi od mene
Ne odlazi od mene
Probudi se i ja te vidim
Sretnog uz mene
Sećam se
Videla sam da si provirio
Svojim očima
Bez reči
Hemiju
Osmehe, poglede i sve
 
Ponovo osećam
Nisam verovala da će se to desiti
Ponovo se rađam
Sol, život
Sećam se
Videla sam da si provirio
Svojim očima
Bez reči
Hemiju
Osmehe, poglede i sve
 

Ivan Toporijkin (Ivan Hatchettenny)

Ivan Hatchettenny went hunting with his dog.
this poodle joined him after a jump over the fence.
Ivan , as a log, falled in the swamp,
And the poodle drowned in the river as an axe.
Ivan Hatchettenny went hunting with his dog.
this poodle went skipping with him as an axe.
Ivan as a log tumbled down on the swamp,
And the poodle in the river jumped over the fence.
Ivan Hatchettenny went hunting with his dog.
this poodle in the river falled in the fence.
Ivan, as a log, jumped over the swamp,
And the poodle while skipping got on the axe.
 

My Radio And My Man

Yesterday I bought a nice radio, in the installment
I took it to the hill and put it in my own shack
And every afternoon, when I come home to have dinner
I quickly put my radio on
And the whole neighborhood comes, slowly
And the crowd gets packed back at the gate
But I never see who I wanted to see
As he doesn't like music and has no heart
 
Yesterday I bought a nice radio, in the installment
I took it to the hill and put it in my own shack
And every afternoon, when I come home to have dinner
I quickly put my radio on
And the whole neighborhood comes, slowly
And the crowd gets packed back at the gate
But I never see who I wanted to see
As he doesn't like music and has no heart
 
I end up losing my patience
I'm tired, tired of waiting
I'll sell my radio to anyone
By any price, just so I won't get unhappy
I've never seen such evil, I've never been so mocked
The poet, who didn't believe in love, said
That we almost always like someone who doesn't like us
 
I end up losing my patience
I'm tired, tired of waiting
I'll sell my radio to anyone
By any price, just so I won't get unhappy
I've never seen such evil, I've never been so mocked
The poet, who didn't believe in love, said
That we almost always like someone who doesn't like us
 
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Radioative Love

27 calls, 9 problems
I swear that this situation inside burns me
And I do not know what to do
 
(I have never been thinking the same thing all day)
 
Text messages, love letters
Justified what has gone from bad to worse
And I do not know what to do
 
(I got lost)
 
I have to understand that you've left with him
That maybe he has given you the best of his being
 
And I'm still here, waiting for your kisses
I would give anything to know what I did wrong
And although it's already late, try to recover
I feel that the desire to have you radioactive
And wanting to be with you, will kill us, will kill us
It will kill us
 
But I can not doubt
Again I have to dream
Little by little, you kill me and I have to accept it
I'm so far from the beginning and so close to the end
It's so strong what I feel, this can kill me
What have you done to me? It's that I feel like a waste
It's like I was shot in the chest
He lived with the enemy in the same roof
You hurt me princess and you took advantage
Tremendous problem, I'm still in this dilemma
You went with another and I can not get you out of the system
I send you a message and you change the subject
The situation feels like it burns me
 
I would give anything to know what I did wrong
And although it's already late, try to recover
I feel that the desire to have you radioactive
And wanting to be with you, will kill us, will kill us
 
(Listen to me well)
 
I know that you do not feel anything
Your silence, your look
Between the wall and the sword
You tell people that I mistreated you
Justifying that you are with another and cheating on me
But nobody cheats God, my life tarnishes
I thought you were good and you're a piranha
I want to get this love out of my insides
I'm still on my knees because Faith moves mountains
 
(I feel like I can not anymore)
 
I have to understand that you've left with him
That maybe he has given you the best of his being
 
And I'm still here waiting for your kisses
I would give anything to know what I did wrong
And although it's too late to try to recover
I feel that the desire to have you radioactive
And wanting to be with you, will kill us, will kill us
It will kill us
It will kill us
 

Milion na mojoj duši (radio verzija)

Moram pronaći sebe, moram pronaći sada
Moram biti čovek, moram ga sada pronaći
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 
Moram pronaći sebe, moram pronaći sada
Moram biti čovek, moram ga sada pronaći
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 
Kada zadnji put dođem u grad
Zaustavim se u brzom autu po prvi put
Dolazim da kažem zbogom
Nisi me video da plačem
 
Imam milion (stvari) na svojoj duši
Gradim armiju potpuno sama
Stavili su cenu na moju dušu
 
Zašto me ne ostaviš na miru?
Oh, ostavi me na miru
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
Zašto me ne ostaviš na miru?
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 
Dom, dom
Pronalazim dom
Mmh
 
Moram pronaći sebe, moram pronaći sada
Moram biti čovek, moram ga sada pronaći
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 
Žele me srediti
Žele me videti kako puzim
Moram biti čovek, moram ga pronaći sada
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 
Kada zadnji put dođem u grad
Zaustavim se u brzom autu po prvi put
Dolazim da kažem zbogom
Nisi me video da plačem
 
Imam milion (stvari) na svojoj duši
Gradim armiju potpuno sama
Stavili su cenu na moju dušu
 
Zašto me ne ostaviš na miru?
Oh, ostavi me na miru
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
Zašto me ne ostaviš na miru?
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 
Dom, dom
Pronalazim dom
Mmh
 
Moram pronaći sebe, moram pronaći sada
Moram biti čovek, moram ga sada pronaći
Moram biti čovek
Moram biti čovek
 

Uključi radio

Uključi radio
Dodaj mi piće
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Više me ne zanimaju
sati dana i noći
Čak iako sam sve izgubila
Ostavio si me bez buke
Kunem se da mislim na tebe
Da te zaboravim,ne mogu
Vreme teče sporo
I ne mogu više
 
Ako noć ponovo padne a ti ne odgovoriš
Čekaću ispred tvojih vrata sve dok te ne vidim
Noću više ne mogu da zatvorim oči
Sećanja na nas mi se vraćaju
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Htela sam da pobegnem od prošlosti
Svako jutro sam se borila
Mislim na našu priču
ali ne mogu da je izbrišem
Popijmo za naše zdravlje
Sve dok mogu da dišem
pitala bih te samo
da porazgovaramo
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Potpuno sam luda što tražim tvoju ljubav
Ali ne ostavljaj me u ovoj samoći,molim te
Da,rekla sam ti da mogu da se promenim
Ako me podsetiš obećavam ti da ćemo plesati
Da,želim da te vidim,da,želim da verujem
Želela bih da te volim još jedanput
Čekam te da me više ne pustiš
 
Znaš da te volim
u suštini smo isti
Ne,ne lažem te
Ne mogu da živim bez tebe
 
Znaš da te volim
u suštini smo isti
Ne,ne lažem te
Ne mogu da živim bez tebe
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Uključi radio jer ide moja pesma
Osećaš li bas kako udara?
Dodaj mi piće da mi umanji bol
Ujedinimo mesec i sunce
 
Uključi radio
 

Night Radio

Out at sea buoys are drifting around
and shed lights for the ships
And all alone your baby are drifting around
And puts the lights out in the streets
 
Among starfish and glass lanterns
And popstars and drunk men
 
And Ebba, if it's evening and you can't sleep
Turn on the nigh radio
Noone is alone, and at least of all you
You can listen to me
 
Listen to starfish and glass lanterns
And puppets on video
 
And Ebba, if it's evening and you can't sleep
Turn on the nigh radio
Noone is alone, and at least of all you
You can listen to me
 
Listen to starfish and glass lanterns
And puppets on video
 

pulcino pio (the chicken peep)

Versions: #3
On the radio there's a Chicken
on the radio there's a Chicken...
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a hen
on the radio there's a hen...
and the hen cluck-cluck and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's also a rooster
on the radio there's also a rooster
and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo and the hen cluck-cluck
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a turkey
on the radio there's a turkey...
and the turkey gobble-gobble and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo
and the hen cluck-cluck and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a pigeon
on the radio there's a pigeon...
and the pigeon coo and the turkey gobble-gobble
and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo and the hen cluck-cluck
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's also a cat
on the radio there's also a cat...
and the cat meow, and the pigeon coo
and the turkey gobble-gobble and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo
and the hen cluck-cluck and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's also a dog
on the radio there's also a dog...
and the dog woof-woof, and the cat meow,
and the pigeon coo and the turkey glugluglu
and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo and the hen cluck-cluck
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a goat
on the radio there's a goat...
and the goat naa, and the dog woof-woof
and the cat meow, and the pigeon coo
and the turkey gobble-gobble and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo
and the hen cluck-cluck and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a lamb
on the radio there's a lamb...
and the lamb baa and the goat naa
and the dog woof-woof, and the cat meow,
and the pigeon coo and the turkey gobble-gobble
and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo and the hen cluck-cluck
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a cow
on the radio there's a cow...
and the cow mooo, the lamb baa
and the goat naa and the dog woof-woof,
and the cat meow, and the pigeon coo
and the turkey gobble-gobble and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo
and the hen cluck-cluck and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's also a bull
on the radio there's also a bull...
and the bull muuu, and the cow mooo
and the lamb baa, and the goat naa
and the dog woof-woof, and the cat meow,
and the pigeon coo, and the turkey gobble-gobble
and the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo and the hen cluck-cluck
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep,
and the chicken peep, and the chicken peep...
 
On the radio there's a tractor
on the radio there's a tractor...
and the tractor brum, the tractor brum,
the tractor brum,
and the chicken .....oh oh.....
 

Radio stars

From the deeps of space
Radio stars are transmitting
Pulsars and quasars
 

Radio Paris is a liar

Radio Paris is a liar1
Radio Paris works for the other side,
a labour camp of their money.
Radio Paris is such
a shameless liar,
spinning the facts.
A bit more of red, when blood is spilled2.
 
Radio Paris is a liar,
it's feeding you bullshit,
it has put a screen in front of reality.
Radio Paris is a liar,
it's feeding you bullshit,
here are the good guys, here are the bad guys.
 
In your mike, you are allowed
to speak three full seconds before getting booted out,
cunningly monitored by the occupiers,
but you'll become a resistance fighter.
Stop standing at attention,
and go underground instead.
It will seek you out, save you,
interrogate you, but (you'd rather) take back your beloved freedom3 .
 
Radio Paris is a liar,
it's feeding you bullshit,
it has put a screen in front of reality.
Radio Paris is a liar,
it's feeding you bullshit,
here are the good guys, here are the bad guys.
 
Bringing in its weapons of mass cynicism,
its phoney pop stars4,
its antiquated newsreaders, as deceitful as a DJ's smile.
 
Radio Paris is a liar,
Radio Paris is feeding you bullshit,
and the bullshit5 makes you sick.
 
Radio Paris is a liar,
it's feeding you bullshit,
it has put a screen in front of reality.
Radio Paris is a liar,
it's feeding you bullshit,
here are the good guys, here are the bad guys.
 

• 1. that alludes to the occupation of France during WWII. Radio Paris had been turned into a propaganda mouthpiece by the Germans, so the Free French broadcasted on the BBC the derisive jingle 'Radio Paris ment, Radio Paris ment, Radio Paris est allemand' (Radio Paris is a liar, Radio Paris is a liar, Radio Paris is German).
  Here 'Radio Paris' stands for current (French) mainstream medias
• 2. I'm not quite sure I understand what he means there, but I suppose the idea is that the mainstream medias won't relay left-wing opinions unless some serious crisis happens
• 3. 'liberté chérie' alludes to a line of the French national anthem that goes 'liberté, liberté chérie, combats avec tes défenseurs' (O freedom, beloved freedom, fight side by side with your champions)
• 4. 'Plastic Bertrand' was a pop star of the 80's, and 'en plastique' can mean 'junk', 'rubbish', 'phoney'
• 5. 'salade' literaly means 'lettuce' or 'salad'

Do whatever you want with my translations. I'm not rich enough to sue you anyway.

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!

Policijska Karma

Policijska karmo, uhapsite ovog coveka
On prica na matematici
On zuji kao frizider
On je kao rastimovani radio
 
Policijska karmo, uhapsite ovu devojku
Od njene Hitlerovske frizure
Mi je muka
Upali smo na njenu zurku
 
Ovo ti sleduje
Ovo ti sleduje
Ovo ti sleduje kada se zavitlavas sa nama
 
Policijska karmo
Dao sam sve sto sam mogao
Ali to nije dovoljno
Dao sam sve sto sam mogao
Ali smo jos uvek na platnom spisku
 
Ovo ti sleduje
Ovo ti sleduje
Ovo ti sleduje kada se zavitlavas sa nama
 
I izgubio sam se na minut, izgubio sam se
Pih, na minut sam se izgubio, izgubio sam se
 
Na minut sam se izgubio, izgubio sam se
Pih, na minut sam se izgubio, izgubio sam se
 
''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)

Paranoidni Android

Mozes li molim te da prestanes sa bukom? Pokusavam da se odmorim.
Od svih glasova nerodjenih pilica u mojoj glavi
Sta je to, sta je to (mozda sam paranoidan, ali nisam android.)
 
Kada budem bio kralj ti ces prvi biti pritisnut uz zid
Sa tvojim misljenjem koje uopste nema posledice
Sta je to, sta je to
 
Ambicija cini od tebe da izgledas ruzno
Dok sutiras malu ''Gucci'' svinju dok cvili
 
Ti se ne secas, ti se ne secas,
Zasto se ne secas mog imena
Odrubite mu glavu, odrubite mu glavu
Zasto se ne secas mog imena?-- Pretpostavljam da se seca
 
Pljusti, pljusti, hajde neka pljusti po meni
Sa velike visine, sa velike visine, visine
Pljusti, pljusti, hajde neka pljusti po meni
Sa velike visine, sa velike visine, visine
 
(Ponavlja se treci put, ispod vokala se cuje)
To je to gospodine,
Vi odlazite,
Pucketanje svinjske koze,
Prasina i vristanje
''Yuppie'' umrezavanje
Panika, povracka
Panika, povracka
Bog voli svoju decu,
Bog voli svoju decu, da
 
''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)

Istinska Ljubav Ceka

Potopicu svoja verovanja
Da bi ti bila mirna
Oblacicu se kao tvoja necaka
I pracu tvoja naduvena stopala
 
Samo ne idi
Ne idi
 
I istinska ljubav ceka
Na ukletim tavanima
I istinska ljubav zivi
Na lizalicama i cipsevima
 
Samo ne idi
Ne idi
 
Ja ne zivim, ja samo ubijam vreme
Tvoje malene ruke, tvoj ludi-maceci osmeh
 
Samo ne idi
Ne idi
 
''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)

Oseti

Ne mrdaj dok te ne otkriju.
 
Uspori zalazak i ostani u tom fazonu,
Uteraj mi hladnoću u kosti, gledaj kako će strah odleteti,
A tvoj um je predivan dete, ne mrdaj dok ne otkriju te.
 
Oseća se miris drva.
Atmosfera IX veka.
Podignuta mi je kosa, noge su mi bose.
Atmosfera IX veka.