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Just drop it

(The sun floats over my soul and I tell myself everything is so calm)
I'd like to go take a rest (a rest) in the summertime warmth
But why do I have to work (why do I have to work)
I won't act a fool under the palm trees
Just drop it
In the shadow of all this drama, I prefer the silence to the racket
I'll lead the dance in the sand (in the sand)
I don't give a damn, it feels so nice
 
All the while I think to myself
 
It ain't my life, it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war, it ain't my truce
Just drop it
It ain't my life, it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war, it ain't my truce
Just drop it
 
(Come on now just drop it all and come enjoy the sun a little)
(Just drop it)
I think to myself that life has cheated me
I'll take the piss out of the law like Pierrre Botton did
I chose the wrong side (Oh Ridan)
Oh Ridan is choosing the wrong path
Life is hard like cardboard
Life is beautiful like a felon (vicious little bastards)
And I screamed like an old bachelor
And I screamed like an old bachelor
 
(Ah ah ah)
It ain't my life, it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war, it ain't my truce
Just drop it
It ain't my life, it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war, it ain't my truce
Just drop it
 
I'm annoyed at the world's insolence
Just drop it
People lay back in their appearances
Just drop it
It ain't my life it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war it ain't my truce
Just drop it
 
(Hell no)
It ain't my life, it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war, it ain't my truce
Just drop it
It ain't my life, it ain't my dream
Just drop it
It ain't my war, it ain't my truce
Just drop it
 

From Your Window

I'll walk through rain and snow,
because I know you'll open the door,
Your smile tells me that
Clouds no longer cover the sky.
I'll bring you love until you'll escape your dreams,
The sun looks different from your window.
 
I'll bring you love until you escape your dreams,
The sun looks different from your window (x3)
 
I'll give you a heart full of love as a gift (x3)
 

Hookah & Sheridan's

[Verso 1]
I see your look between the smoke
It feels good if we both smoke
you and i are one
When we mix tobacco and alcohol
 
[Pre-Coro]
With the five senses well placed
Without getting drunk we do our thing
Don't need to abuse of substances
with you I forget the rest
Mint tobacco in the hookah
A Sheridan's glass in the rocks
The only drug that makes me crazy
Is having you on top of me and kiss your mouth
 
[Coro]
What a pure feeling, touch that waist
and make your skin raise the temperature
With tobacco on the mouth, Sheridan's in the rock
It feels good, It feels good
 
[Verso 2]
(Shorty)
I just bought tabacco, the one with flavor for us to smoke
And a Sheridan's for finished all
I will not tell anyone that we will be
All night making love until we get tired
In the beats pill playing my songs
Experiencing a thousand sensations
Your friend told me that you like how tommy puts you
Acapella, here there are no condoms
I thank you from my heart that you are there for me at all times
and here there is no problem, if you fall in love with me
I want you to be my girlfriend
look how ironic life, before you didn't notice me
 
[Coro]
What a pure feeling, touch that waist
and make your skin raise the temperature
With tobacco on the mouth, Sheridan's in the rock
It feels good, It feels good
 
[Puente]
She smokes and drinks only when she's with me
When she's with me,yeh
She smokes and drinks only when she's with me
When she's with me, yeh
 
[Pre-Coro]
With the five senses well placed
Without getting drunk we do our thing
Don't need to abuse of substances
with you I forget the rest
Mint tobacco in the hookah
A Sheridan's glass in the rocks
The only drug that makes me crazy
Is having you on top of me and kiss your mouth, yeah
 
[Coro]
What a pure feeling, touch that waist
and make your skin raise the temperature
With tobacco on the mouth, Sheridan's in the rock
It feels good, It feels good
 
[Outro]
Shorty
This is Tommy Boysen, baby
So what?
Fortuna The Mixtape
This is Rhymes of Balcony, baby
The real mafia in music
Young Mafia
We are chillin ', baby
 

Endless Path Of Legends

Autumn …
Engraving in leaves the veins galdrastafr,-
Shalt paint in crimson, - not sparing the golden glare…
Autumn…
Shalt cover in fog, hiding the mud slush,-
And be drowned in cold drops of rain
 
Winter…
Howling, it shalt bring the fury of blizzards,
Winds haughty storming as beasts…
Winter…
Shalt cloach in ice, strewing by hoarfrost,-
Concealing the leaves runearcanes in snow…
 
Spring…
Shalt furtively force it’s way by the green of first grass,
Flowing the stream of molten snow,
Reading the epistle of winter…
Spring, it shall comprehend all that was hidden,
All that was left on the darkened leaves,
Then shalt describe it by the pattern of sprouts…
 
Summer…
Shalt cover by leaves, bury under the trees crowns,-
And carry on…
Summer…
With farewell it shalt tell, shalt whisper by winds,-
And sing to the autumnal mists…