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My Poetry

My poetry was not polite.
at bilac school
And will never be invited to tea
of immortals of the Brazilian academy of letters
 
My poetry walks barefoot on the streets
The old center of São Paulo
No French translator will waste his time
leaning over it
nor will it be remembered in the family soirees
They will not say it in schools
On civic holiday days after the
national flag which reads Order and Progress
is hoisted by a blonde girl
 
My poetry goes out every day.
Very early in the heliopolis favela
Catches crowded bus
Goes down the front door without paying for the ticket
And will sell bullets at the crossroads of Brazil with the rebaces
 
My poetry is that shameless woman
Which is offered to anyone without ceremony
Screw up assaults and is even capable of killing
My poetry feeds on the garbage of words
Rotten forbidden that does not fit in the mouth
Of good people and therefore should be extorted
Of all anthologies and condemned to thirty years of silence
 

Pidarasia

But what is this?
Like the floor is not weak.
But lately the peasants are like women!
Walk like a heifer
Now everyone calls 'fashion'.
Here is the democracy of action,
Here to you and freedom.
What kind of guys?
I would break his hands!
How a boy can dress
Instead of sneakers UGGI?
Handbag on the handle.
A thumb is protruding.
I'm such a girl,
Just a sweet boy!
Narrow jeans,
I'm so cool.
Understand the baby,
It's just dangerous to be with me.
Yes, well, it's understandably dangerous to be near the rooster ...
Lohom screwed to be steeper
Than to be not lohom.
And let the chickens scream! It is beautiful'
The man was created by God
Immediately with a glass of beer.
And the boys normal
With the world then on a string!
All the others write and see the word 'DISCOUNTS'
Now every second
On this topic is crazy!
And instead of the word fucked
You can hear the fashen.
About how I want to look
How will you sing,
When a man says:
'Darling, I have nothing to wear!'
Beda Ukraine, Byelorussia, Russia.
Around the world went
PIDARASIA.
And all shout with such force
What is so beautiful.
as for me so simple
PIDARASIA.
Well, Ukraine, Belarus, Russia.
Let's shout together!
PIDARASIA.
wear jeans
For pisyuna violence.
This is not a man, but
PIDARASIA.
Bunch of craps, homosexuals in a house on the river.
Duriki, Zhoriki Valiky, Soul of the Mannequin.
Scarlet, sweet, tall and small.
These are not boys, but stupid felt boots.
Tell me what's cool,
Che is then. I do not understand.
The group of Cossacks trudged here
To the whole country!
And not one of our
On Belarus and Rush.
With your prayers,
Soon everyone will know Sasha.
I will not need to read on heels,
Build a fagot, shave your legs so everyone says 'Ah.'
In the peasants should be a little brutal.
But these assholes fashion enveloped.
Come on, let's have a drink of vodka!
'I do not drink as a lady, but I missed it!'
Martini is not here, sorry. This is for the ladies.
Our man if he drinks, then to the end and into the trash.
Yes, I'm just shocked by what happens.
Along the street every second Dima Bilan walks.
And just imagine you were alone:
'Beloved, can there be sex?'
'Forgive my dear, these days!'
Beda Ukraine, Byelorussia, Russia.
Around the world went
PIDARASIA.
And all shout with such force
What is so beautiful.
How so simple for me
PIDARASIA.
Well, Ukraine, Belarus, Russia.
Let's shout together!
PIDARASIA.
wear jeans
For pisyuna violence.
This is not a man, but
PIDARASIA
 

There has been a misunderstanding

There has been a misunderstanding and we did not give an explanation,
we betrayed our friend at a difficult time.
 
The time was four o' clock and all the four of them got lost.
Words have been forgotten and he has not appeared yet.
 
Your ring is rolling in your scarf,
but some of your friends saw it and said it would be found.
 
Give me an explanation to eliminate the misunderstanding,
because my heart has cracked, it has nearly been lost.
 

Fado from Ribatejo

I don't walk happily anymore
Through the fields of my land
The warm light don't even warm me anymore
Of the sunny afternoons of the land
Escaped from me the sun of venture
Of the sky of my illusion
And to the God's voice, a dark night
Fell upon my heart
 
Chorus
 
Oh, Ribatejo
Father of my Tejo
I don't see you anymore
Always singing
Your horizons
Rivers and springs
Fields and hills
I feel that's crying
All the beauty
Of nature
I find sadness, desolation
As I find black the destiny
Because the peasant is in prison
 
Always laughing I barely knew
That laughter is the cousin of sorrow
And has the holly joy
Of the people of the riverside
The mother's love which all gives
(that's how I remember it)
And only teaches us pleasure
It was just in the school of life
That I learned how to suffer
 
Chorus
 

Song for a poet

poet, who had
Just like me
Worlds of verses
That no one had ever dreamed
Was i me the disdained shadow
That got lost from the world
And someday in your lines
Found itself
With another brother of the book
Who was once mine
Made of verses
Where someone passed
Was I the most delicate flower
Who got lost from the world
And someday found itself
In your verses
Don't say no
To the life you have created
Don't say no
Don't say no
In each verse you gave yourself to life
And life falls whole
Onto your hand
Poet who no one understood
And, quietly, the fortune disowned
Was I the transfigured faith
Who got lost from the world
And someday found itself
In your verses
Don't say a word
Don't say a word
For every dream
Is a flame Without being ember
And the dream fits whole
Into your hand
And the dream fits whole
Into your hand
And life fits whole
Into your hand
 

Duga

Znam te
Ti si poseban
Neki vide ludost, gde ja vidim ljubav
Padaš tako dugo
Ali letiš tako visoko
Veliki sanjar, pucaš prema nebu
Toliko života u tim otvorenim očima
Toliko dubine, veseliš se životu
Kad ti se rane otvore
Plakaćeš
Plakati, o ne, i pitaćeš se zašto
 
Ja vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok padaju
Vidim kako ti duša raste
Kroz bol, dok one padaju na zemlju
Vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok sunce izlazi
Dok sunce izlazi
 
Ovde sam
I vidim tvoju bol
Kroz oluje
Kroz oblake, kroz kišu
Govorim ti
Ne možeš pobeći
Možeš ti to
Samo osećaj, dušo
 
Ja vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok padaju
Vidim kako ti duša raste
Kroz bol dok one padaju na zemlju
Vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok sunce izlazi
Dok sunce izlazi
 
Evo izlazi sunce
Smeška se nadole
Evo izlazi sunce
Smeška se nadole
Evo izlazi sunce
Smeška se sad
Smeška se sad
 
Ja vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok padaju
Vidim kako ti duša raste
Kroz bol dok one padaju na zemlju
Vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok sunce izlazi
Dok sunce izlazi
Ja vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok padaju
Vidim kako ti duša raste
Kroz bol dok one padaju na zemlju
Vidim dugu
U tvojim suzama dok sunce izlazi
Dok sunce izlazi
 

Ask Me

I go and keep silent
And I warmly dream about dreams
I'm on the palms of silence
I bet you
Crystalline
Consolidated with blissful hands
At your hangout
And to my sorrow ...
 
Tired
Dumb, get lost
And I will go to sleep
And I will not go out of sleep anymore
And silently
Good to the edge
Through white, good,
Eternal silence ...
 
Ask me
Where does his courage ...
Find out
How to get rid of all the fears ...
 

Ballad of the lost words

In my girlhood I went to school
To learn
To write, to count
To live
And the words were charmed worlds
Visited only by those who could figure their meanings
Bit by bit
I abandoned the dictionary
As I made of life
My daily notebook
And the words that this world
That, as a child, I had a glimpse of
Letter by letter, one by one
Sorrow by sorrow I lost
In your love are letters of falsehood
I read the lie on which you wrote a truth
Empty words, a hope, an illusion
Returned words and also forgiveness
Are the same. But now where I am
So lost that a lifetime is too much
For us, if it's our fate we'd walk
Your hands on my hands
Let's walk side by side
My lover and brother are the same
On the words
But now where I am
 

Farewell Mouraria

Farewell, oh old houses
Of narrow little alleys
Where the fado has once lived
 
Farewell, oh neighborhood of my charms
On your most beautiful spots
Only nostalgia remained
 
Farewell Mouraria
Farewell tradition
I already hear the city
Singing and missing
Your song
 
And the old houses
Made of stone
Along the way
Whisper
Farewell Mouraria
 
Farewell modest dormer window
Of the merry sardines
And the moonlit kisses
 
Farewell strange taverns
Where on the wild nights
Guitar went to weep
 
Farewell Mouraria
Farewell tradition
I already hear the city
Singing and missing
Your song
 
And the old houses
Made of stone
Along the way
Whisper
Farewell Mouraria
 
INSTRUMENTAL
 
And the old houses
Made of stone
Along the way
Whisper
Farewell Mouraria
 

Leningrad

It's already evening on the Seven Hills, and my hands got cold.
What else won't encounter, who else won't wait?
The numbers in black on the ticket and the sound of the train station.
These images I will keep in my mind, taking one step forward.
 
Night.
My voice is flowing through the wires,
Dividing the path in two, and I go after it
A little slower by 'Red Arrow' 1
 
Mother, I'm coming back home!
Mother, you were right.
This city is foreign to me.
Mother, I'm coming back to Leningrad.
 
The coldness is almost unbearable, the time is frozen.
I run away from the Seven Hills, to save myself.
Dividing into 'Before' and 'After', I will believe again.
I'm risking, I start everything again, looking for love.
 
Night.
My voice is flowing through the wires,
Dividing the path in two, and I go after it
A little slower by 'Red Arrow' 1
 
Mother, I'm coming back home!
Mother, you were right.
This city is foreign to me.
Mother, I'm coming back to Leningrad.
 
I'm coming back to Leningrad.
I'm coming back to Leningrad.
I'm coming back to Leningrad.
I'm coming back to ...
 

• Кра́сная стрела́ - a train connection Moscow and Saint Petersburg

Don't ask about Maria

Don't ask about Maria
The girl you met
when she was a kid.
 
The one with big eyes
The one who didn't know anything yet
that esteemed you back that then.
 
Don't ask about Maria
The one you kissed
In the neighbor's garden
She was just Seventeen
And she swore you
To wait for you
 
Don't ask about Maria
The one who was so long faithful to you
She had always waited for you
Until hope was gone
 
Don't ask about Maria
Don't try to find her
In the streets where everybody knows her
 
Don't ask about Maria
She has until today
still beautiful
Who throws the first stone
Should never forget
What it is to love
 
Don't ask about Maria
It will hurt her so much
When she knows it
You should belive her
That she was that girl
That kissed you back that then.
 
Don't ask about Maria
The one who was so long faithful to you
She had always waited for you
Until hope was gone
 

Fantasia

Versions: #2
Who are you, who am I?
Please say, where do you carry me?
Infinitely far and near
Is the country Fantasia
 
Are you a dream or a game?
Has my dream a destination to anywhere?
No one asks, who saw it
That country Fantasia
 
Oohhooh, bird fly, bird fly
because my dream has not been defeated yet
and in this world of stone
Only you can be the hope
 
Oohhooh, bird fly, bird fly
into the morning, that lies before me
Fly as long as my heart beats
and your wings carry me
 
I am scared, look at me
Is there nothing that could help me?
Every path seems to be clear
There in the country, Fantasia
 
If I had time like a kid
But what will happen when the day begins?
The moment is one year long
there in the country, Fantasia
 
Bird fly, bird fly
because my dream has not been defeated yet
and in this world of stone
Only you can be the hope
 
Oohhooh, bird fly, bird fly
into the morning, that lies before me
Fly as long as my heart beats
and your wings carry me
 
Oohhooh, bird fly, bird fly
into the morning, that lies before me
Fly as long as my heart beats
and your wings carry me
 
Hear the sound, see the light
like in a dream, but I do not dream
Relax, you are there
in the country Fantasia
in Fantasia
 

Song for Dad

Versions: #2
So many songs we sang together
For our dear mother,
But until this song
There was no single song for dad
()
Dad can do anything, everything
He can swim brass, he can argue in bass, he can chop wood,
Dad can do, Dad can be - anything, but
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom,
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom
 
If Dad is at home, the house is in order:
Gas is burning, and light is not dimming,
No doubt, Dad is most important in the house,
When mom is not there, just by accident
 
()
 
Dad can manage even hardest task.
If you just give him enough time,
And what Dad could not solve,
We will solve with Mom after.
 
Dad can do anything, everything
He can swim brass, he can argue in bass, he can chop wood,
Dad can do, Dad can be - anything, but
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom,
He cannot, no he cannot be Mom
 
()
 

The absence is an incurable wound

The guilts of the past have tied you
in a slow rythm of death.
And it seems impossible to run away,
you let yourself in this unfair loss.
 
Your nights are full of nightmares,
the darkness will cover the moments.
Love, terrorist of the dreams,
taught you to live with obsessions.
 
Now the time is after every thought of yours,
the absence is an incurable wound.
Choices of yours that have destroyed you
and they dig you deep in earth.
 
And me, that I am slowly dying with you.
you didn't turned to see a minute.
You left me alone, here, waiting.
in tears - high seas to dive in.
 

Journey to the Past

Heart don't sadden me
Courage, don't leave me
Don't turn back now that we're here
 
Those that know will say
Life is full of luck
In this fast-paced world
 
At the end of the road
Someone is waiting
All these dreams can't be wrong
 
Arms will open wide
Embracing and protecting
Maybe a real home
 
And I realised
On this journey to the past
 
Home, love, family
Once I too
Was with them
 
Home, love, family
I can't be happy without them
Never
 
One step at a time
One hope and later
What is at the end of the road?
 
Where I came from
From dream to reality
I'm ready to learn
 
Let this be a sign
This road is mine
On this journey to the past
And finally to home!
 

I loved a Shepard girl

I loved a Shepard girl
an envied daughter
and I loved her much
I was a bird without song
a 10 year old boy
 
One day as we sat
in the blooming grass
Maro, let me tell you something
Maro, I told her,
I love you
I'm crazy about you
 
She grabbed me by the waist
kissed me on the mouth
and said: you're still young for seighs,
for love's grief
 
I've grown up and long for her
her heart longs for another
she forgets me like an orphan
but I don't ever forget
her kiss
 

Sultana

Come out Sultana to the window
to see the sun and the moon
to see the Turk you'll marry
 
I don't want him, I won't marry him
I was born a Romea,
I'll die a Romea
I won't marry the Turk man
 
Take him as your husband,
my dear Sultana
he has a boat
and will take you out
in Salonica
 

The anti-Ecclesiastes (nothing is vanity)

Neither good nor bad weather
nor the scents of the ocean
nor the wind on a wheat field,
nothing is vanity.
Neither the warm skin of a lover
nor the glint of the setting sun
nor the touch of fresh wine,
nothing is vanity (x2)
 
Neither the secrets of the skies
nor the unruly atoms
nor the saffrons in the meadows1,
nothing is vanity.
Neitheir the anxiety of a child
nor the smile of a passer-by
nor the smell of a stranger,
nothing is vanity (x2)
 
Neither the whisper nor the song,
nor the old mistery of time,
nor the rest nor the danger,
nothing is vanity.
Neither the fear of the last moment
nor the appeal of nothingness,
nor the love of eternity,
nothing is vanity.
 
Nothing, but the adverted gaze,
arrogance and cruelty,
and the bitter jadedness,
nothing is vanity.
Nothing, but the death of beauty,
and the theft of truth,
and hate and vanity,
nothing is vanity (x2)
 

• 1. '' is a folksong evokative of late summer nostalgia that was very popular in the 50's

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Diamonds are forever

Fallout Boy in my earphones
Lyrics written in notebooks
During the recess I sit and wait
For the bell to finally ring
 
At lunchtime I eat bread and butter
They said to me: 'Don't even try
To come sit with us,
You shall eat like a dog'
 
You may spit in my face,
Draw on my desk
But when summer comes around I'll move to Helsinki
Give me a pencil and paper
I won't shut up anymore
 
This will never leave this place
Diamonds are forever
And I promise to always stay real and rock 'cause
Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are forever
 
I suppose we used to be playmates
Before there were cigarettes and fake papers
I'm just wondering, if I can be frank:
How could the only virgin in class be a whore?
 
Mom sits on the edge of my bed
Tears on her Marimekko* shirt
She says someday I'll be in a better place
Although there's a storm now, I must just stay in the ship
 
I swig on my coffee, jump in the Mustang
And I don't have time for any angst
Now as you go to the bar or supermarket
You listen to Sanni
 
This will never leave this place
Diamonds are forever
And I promise to always stay real and rock 'cause
Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are forever
 
Let me be what I wanted to become
I will forgive you if you just ask
I need will for the hard moments
I must find medicine for this pressure
I might wake up in Miami, trip at night in Amsterdam
Date only the gals you drool after in Instagram
You may glare at me
This is just the way I work
Even if there's Skyfall, I'm lucky to have my friends with me
 
This will never leave this place
Diamonds are forever
And I promise to always stay real and rock 'cause
Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are forever
Diamonds are forever
 

Oppress (Me)

Wherever you stick your fingers -
how much more it would hurt?
Wherever you've left traces on me with your lips -
how much more it would burn (me)?
What happens to me, I'm not such a girl
You hit my heart, and it goes crazy
That love of yours will destroy me
how much it hurts me to even look at you!
 
Oppress (me)1, to torture me -
seems like it's a fun for you!
Oppress (me), you killed slowly
the damned love inside me!
Oppress (me), so that it ends,
afterwards you'll look for me.
Oppress (me), so that I can't recognize myself,
not to be strong to put an end to this
 
It's the end, I'm saying I don't love you,
and I don't trust my own words
Babe, bye, I smile at you now,
and I feel like I'm swallowing broken glass pieces
I scream 'Go away', but I want you,
why can't I stop wanting you?
You make me go crazy, but if it ends
that thing with you, I know, it will kill you
 
Oppress (me), to torture me -
seems like it's a fun for you!
Oppress (me), you killed slowly
the damned love inside me!
Oppress (me), so that it ends,
afterwards you'll look for me.
Oppress (me), so that I can't recognize myself,
not to be strong to put an end to this
 
My turn to hurt (you) will come,
to hurt, to hurt
My turn to hurt you comes,
oppress (me), oppress (me), oppress (me)
 
Oppress (me), to torture me -
seems like it's a fun for you!
Oppress (me), you killed slowly
the damned love inside me!
Oppress (me), so that it ends,
afterwards you'll look for me.
Oppress (me), so that I can't recognize myself,
not to be strong to put an end to this
 

• 1. 'Мачкай' is having the meaning of both oppressing her emotionally, destroying her life and crushing her future. I'm not entirely sure there is an appropriate 100% correct word in English, so it could be read with all these suggestions.

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Poetry

And it was at that time...Poetry came
to find me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
no, they weren't voices, they weren't
words, or silence,
but from a street, it called me,
from the boughs of the night,
suddenly amongst the others,
between violent fires
or returning alone,
it was there faceless
and it touched me.
 
I didn't know what to say, my mouth
didn't know what
to call it,
my eyes were blind,
and something was beating in my soul,
a fever or lost wings,
I just kept going,
analyzing
that burning,
and I wrote my first vague line,
vague, no substance, pure
nonsense,
pure wisdom
from which one knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the sky
uncovered
and open,
planets,
throbbing plantations,
the pierced darkness,
riddled by arrows, fire and flowers,
the overpowering night, the universe.
 
And me, a tiny being,
inebriated by the great void
filled with stars,
in the image and likeness
of the mystery,
I felt I was a part of the pure
abyss,
I wandered with the stars,
my heart was unleashed in the wind.
 

Down The Street A Winter Windstorm's Drifting Snow

Down the street a winter windstorm's drifting snow,
Right behind the storm my darling walks in tow:
Wait a little bit, my sweetheart, my allure,
My joy, let me slowly feast my eyes on you!
Wait a little bit, my sweetheart, my allure,
My joy, let me slowly feast my eyes on you!
 
On your beauty, on your pleasing lovely looks,
Or on your white face, your eyes that give me hooks.
Wait a little bit, my sweetheart, my allure,
My joy, let me slowly feast my eyes on you!
Wait a little bit, my sweetheart, my allure,
My joy, let me slowly feast my eyes on you!
 
Your good looks have driven me a bit insane,
Withered handsome lad with grief he can't sustain.
Wait a little bit, my sweetheart, my allure,
My joy, let me slowly feast my eyes on you!
Wait a little bit, my sweetheart, my allure,
My joy, let me slowly feast my eyes on you!
 
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Magic light

I don't know, what will be, but I know, without a fear
Do listen, people, I'm here
I don't need much-freedom swallow, to exist
South, North, West and East
 
Magic light, star shine
In it yes and no, for the world is not simple sometime
Magic light- is my dream, in it yes and no, in it yes and no
 
I'm a free bird among the emptiness,
What's happening in the world, do see
Let's give each other a smile
And joyfully soar in the sky(soar in the sky)
 
Magic light, star shine
In it yes and no, for the world is not simple sometime
Magic light- is my dream, in it yes and no, in it yes and no
 
My planet, above which the sun is shining
My planet, where always children smiling and talk about nice things
 
Magic light, star shine
In it yes and no, for the world is not simple sometime
Magic light- is my dream, in it yes and no, in it yes and no
 

Hey, heave ho!

Chorus:
 
Hey, heave ho!
Hey, heave ho!
One more time, now, one more time!
 
We hoist down the birch tree now,
We unfurl its matted boughs,
Oh, yes, yes, oh yes, oh, yes, yes, oh yes,
We unfurl its matted boughs.
 
Chorus
 
We climb up the sandy shores,
Sing to the sun, keeping us warm.
Oh, yes, yes, oh yes, oh, yes, yes, oh yes,
Sing to the sun, keeping us warm.
 
Chorus:
 
Hey, hey, pull on the rope harder!
Sing to the sun, keeping us warm.
Hey, heave ho!
Hey, heave ho!
One more time, now, one more time!
 
Oh, Volga, mother-river,
How deep and how wide you are,
Oh, yes, yes, oh yes, oh, yes, yes, oh yes,
How deep and how wide you are.
 
Chorus:
 
Hey, heave ho!
Hey, heave ho!
One more time now, yes, one more time!
Hey, heave ho!
Hey, heave ho!
 

Holy Trinity

(part 1: Holy masjid in Mecca)
Field of guidance and lighthouse of faith
I heard you at an hour of purity
Saying I'm the house... Shadow of God
And the corner of the Hebron ,father of the prophets
I'm the house, you turn your faces towards me for prayers
I'm the house, I'm your Kaaba of hope
Stand by each other
Look at the east, where the light born
Offer prayers
Have a common dream
Unite and call for establishing a nation
And God above you all
Increases your faith
And rises up your heads high to the sky
(part 2 : Holy masjid elnabi in Medina)
The moon shines upon us
From Thaniyat El Wadaa
We are thankful to God
For sending us His apostle
Oh our prophet
You came to obey you
..O healer of the soul! A glimpse of the prophet!
And a scent from Medina's roads
And the talk of the Holy Sanctuary
From which the light is emerged in the unseen world
Wake up! Spread word of equality
That which united Arabs' hearts
The brotherhood and the love that strengthened their step to the glory
And the justified Jihad that carried
The religion to the world
And conquered the west
A nation loves to construct
Has built a great civilisation
It conquered the world
And wrote its name on the heaven
 
A hand for hard working
A hand for fighting the enemies
It once conquered the world
When it believed that
The power is in the faith
And if one of them died as a martyr
The paradise was his reward.
(part 3: Holy masjid Al Aqsa in Palestine)
From descending place of Gabriel at the masjid
From the pure sanctuary of Al Aqsa
I hear voice of Holy Mariam coming from the corner of sadness
Screams with Lord Jesus name for help.
I witness the enemies have burnt
The Ahmadi's corner (The site where prophet Mohammed walked on)
I see the rocks shout out at the culprits
They say 'Oh my Kudos! Stop it!'
Swear to the noon
Swear to the night
Swear to every guiding star.
The oppressor wouldn't live till the dawn,
Who has deepened in his black hatred,
Someday, The land will be back to its people.
The land will come back accompanied by glory and power.
Masjid Al Aqsa will forever belong only to God ,admiring the worshippers.
And the sun will rise upon
A nation wouldn't ever bow it's head to anyone but Allah.
 

Enchantresses

We are keepers of the forces of nature: the fire, the water,the air,
and the earth.
Look inside yourself - everybody have talantes.
We are ready for a combat!
The villain, run. Be afraid of us: we are the team.
We are strong and friendly.
We save the world from the evil, troubles.
We hit villains! The Veil is wanky.
We,we,we,we... are going ahead!
Our chance! Our hour!
For save the world!
 

Pojas za spasavanje

[Prva strofa]
Videla sam i bolje dana
Potraži sklonište od ove oluje
Ali on me prati
Da, prati me
Taj crni oblak
 
[Druga strofa]
Trčim bez zaklona
I bojim se da ću da se udavim
Ali on me prati
Da, prati me
Taj crni oblak
 
[Pred-refren]
I tako sam blizu da odustanem
Izgubila sam moju bitku
I počinjem da se koprcam
On me obara
 
[Refren]
Daću da me tvoja ljubav preplavi
Bićeš moj pojas za spasavanje, došao si da me spaseš
Evo ide polima, pokušaće da me potopi
Bićeš moj pojas za spasavanje, tvoja ljubav ona mi pomaže
 
[Huk]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
 
[Treća strofa]
Plutam u tvom okeanu
Osećam kako mogu da dušem
Došao si po mene, došao si po mene
Pre nego što sam se utopila
 
[Četvrta strofa]
Ali sada neću dozvoliti da se moje srce stresira
Yer ti i ja
Konačno
Da, konačno
Našao si me
 
[Varijacija na pred-refren]
I bila sam tako blizu da odustanem
Izgubila sam moju bitku
Započela sam da se koprcam
On me obori
 
[Refren]
Daću da me tvoja ljubav preplavi
Bićeš moj pojas za spasavanje, došao si da me spaseš
Evo ide polima, pokušaće da me potopi
Bićeš moj pojas za spasavanje, tvoja ljubav ona mi pomaže
 
[Huk]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
 
[Prelaz]
Plutam u tvom okeanu
Osećam kako mogu da dušem
Došao si po mene, došao si po mene
Pre nego što sam se utopila
 
[Refren]
Daću da me tvoja ljubav preplavi
Bićeš moj pojas za spasavanje, došao si da me spaseš
Evo ide polima, pokušaće da me potopi
Bićeš moj pojas za spasavanje, tvoja ljubav ona mi pomaže
 
[Outro]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
 

Persist Dude!

Persist dude,
 
Persist, you'll hear,
The favorite laughing,
You'll survive dude,
Persist going on this road,
Leave behind this storm,
There's a dwelling place at the other side of here,
I can still hear this whispering,
Tomorrow's full of liberty,
 
Persist dude,
The world is within our reach,
Persist dude,
The sun is behind us,
Persist dude,
We both have no one,
Persist dude,
We're about to reach,
 
If the world got dark,
Take the lantern's hands,
Come with me, come with me,
Destination isn't far,
Slowly leave the bitter cold behind,
Today's no time to sleep,
Persist, we're together,
Persist dude,
The world is within our reach,
Persist dude,
The sun is behind us,
Persist dude,
We both have no one,
Persist dude,
We're about to reach,
 

Asia - Eurasia

There is a camel on the mountain,
Four are fucks it,
Two in the ass, two mouths,
Obtain the oxygen.
 
Valentina Tereshkova,
For space flight,
Armenians presented,
An automatic dick.
 
Train from Istanbul is drive,
With red wagons,
Well, ma girls unload,
Boxes with condoms.
 
My baby was wounded,
In the middle of Germany,
Instead of a bullet, she get a dick,
And sent onto the infirmary.
 
The girls swam in the lake,
Found a rubber dick,
The whole day they fucked,
They did not even go to school.
 
I fell in love with a guy,
He turned out without a dick,
Fucking me without a dick,
If with the dick is too fucking much.
 
I fell in love with the tractor driver,
And as usual I give him,
Three weeks I soap the boobs,
And piss by solar oil.
 
Do not get married girls,
For Ivan Kuzin,
Cuz Ivan Kuzin has
A large stick.
 
Hitler sits on the birch,
And birch is bends,
Comrade Stalin, look at
How he fucked up.
 
There is a goat on the mountain,
With the golden horns,
Guy fucks girl,
For a kilo of potatoes.
 
On the mountain grows a flower,
Blue and scarlet,
I'll never change,
Big dick to small.
 
Faggot sitting on the stove,
Batter bricks by dick,
He wants to make three rubles,
Nothing fucking works out
 
I went out on the porch,
Scratch my balls,
I put my paw, there is no ball,
And then fucked down from the porch.
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Do not stop

On the path of love again, in unknown cities
We are wandering, we are wandering
Fates are not accidental, we choose our way
We are waiting, we are waiting
Colorful days, mother's songs
Are in your head, soul, heart
Go with them in life
 
Heart, do not stop
Do not stop
Look for your dream
Do not stop
The world is open
And feel who you are, fly!
 
Why is there not enough time to understand who you are
To say 'I love you'
To find your way
Colorful people in the world
We are the only one, we are one
Light in your eyes, in your eyes
 
Look for your dream
And feel who you are, fly!
 
Do not stop, Do not stop
Do not stop, Do not stop
 
Do not stop
The world is open
And feel who you are, fly!
Do not stop!