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Without You

And on the farewell balcony and cigarettes
Everything that's on my nerves - we'll be done with by dawn
I'm afraid of mistakes, you correct them
It's easy for you to cut them off, not look for answers
In endless attempts to prove your truth
You're going on a bender, I'm going to the shrink
 
Without you, without you, winter without you
Without you, without you, spring without you
Without you, without you, I'm endlessly in limbo
But I need to be strong without you
 
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you ...
Who will help me?
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you, without you, without you!
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you ...
Who will help me?
Without you, without you ...
I don't ... I don't ... know ... I don't ... I don't ... know ...
Without you, without you, without you, without you!
I don’t know how to live!
 
Sleep my jealousy, I don't need you anymore
Spirits, March, and sobriety, everything's easy, everything's near
I'm afraid of brats, new developments
Not of your mistakes, only your decisions
Well where did you go? You did it all sober
Walked the knife's edge, and now you've cut me out
 
Without you, without you, winter without you
Without you, without you, spring without you
Without you, without you, without you, without you
Without you, without you, without you, without you
 
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you ...
Who will help me?
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you, without you, without you!
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you ...
Who will help me?
Without you, without you ...
I don't ... I don't ... know ... I don't ... I don't ... know ...
Without you, without you, without you, without you!
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you ...
Who will help me?
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you, without you, without you!
Without you, without you ...
I don't know how to live
Without you, without you ...
Who will help me?
Without you, without you ...
I don't ... I don't ... know ... I don't ... I don't ... know ...
Without you, without you, without you, without you!
I don’t know how to live!
 

My Truth

I wish you were always near me
Always be by your side From start to finish
Fly in your imagination’s wings
Walking through the rain with our feet on the ground
 
Being with you anywhere I’ll go
Nothing else matters but your love
Play, roll on the sand in that sea
I’ll go as I please, just call me
 
Where the hell are you?
I need to see you
I feel you beside me
How can I forget you?
You’re the sun I’ve always dreamed of
My truth that I sought (2x)
 
I miss your hand, your affection, your protection
I’m a girl without you
I am a boat to wander carried in the waves of this sea
I need to find you
 
Where the hell are you?
I need to see you
I feel you beside me
How can I forget you?
You’re the sun I’ve always dreamed of
My truth that I’ve so sought
 

Soyuz (Union)

[Verse 1]
You're hidden in the dark, in a dream
where millions of stars
want to kill you, to strip you bare
to enter you where they cannot.
 
[Verse 2]
The light eats away at your eyes
Hiding the tears on your face
But who are you, o hidden one?
I don't know. Nobody knows.
 
[Refrain]
Radio Soyuz, broadcasting the blues,
Radio Soyuz, Radio Soyuz.
 
[Verse 3]
You walk in nylon stockings,
along the ring road, down the sidewalk.
You don't smell the fear,
unlike me- the sick of heart.
 
[Verse 4]
The sirens I hear
interrupt my monotonous thoughts,
my reminiscences of other days.
Tickling our fancies.
 
[Refrain]
Radio Soyuz, broadcasting the blues,
Radio Soyuz, Radio Soyuz.
 

Dođi da nas pogledaš, Janeze!

Danas je umrla naša država.
Oni stari su opet plakali kao i inače.
Drugovi su već spakovali kofere,
da ne bi bili svedoci na sahrani.
Ali meni je sve ukupno poputno užasno,
ne razmišljam o beženju,
ostajem ovde, na ulici.
 
Ref. x3
Dođi da nas pogledaš, Janeze,
dođi da nas pogledaš, Janeze, bre.
 
Apatični mrtvaci su konačno dobili SLO nakon života.
 
Ref. x3
 
Dođi da nas pogledaš,
decu oportunizma,
neka te ne bude strah nas,
oživelih mrtvaca.
 
Ref. x3
 

Without Regret

Without Regret
 
Verse 1
You are ashamed to take the wrong step,
Despite the string of heavenly blessings,
And you suffer again and again and again,
From indecision a million times,
But you deserve to be happy,
(But you deserve to be happy.)
 
Pre-chorus
We have many, many, many attempts in destinies every day,
We have many attempts in destinies, drive away doubts and laziness.
 
Chorus
You have to live life as if you had it the one, without regret,
And remember that heaven is favourable to those who yearn for liberation,
We must give joy to all loved ones day after day, without regret,
And remember that heaven is favourable to those who yearn revelation.
 
Verse 2
You are afraid to say stupid phrases,
Even in the company of loving eyes,
And you suffer again and again and again,
From insecurity a million times,
But you deserve to be loved,
(But you deserve to be loved.)
 
Pre-chorus
We have many, many, many attempts in destinies every day,
We have many attempts in destinies, drive away doubts and laziness.
 
Chorus
You have to live life as if you had it the one, without regret,
And remember that heaven is favourable to those who yearn for liberation,
We must give joy to all loved ones day after day, without regret,
And remember that heaven is favourable to those who yearn revelation.
 
Bridge
Appreciate every moment in life, although they are sometimes capricious,
Love to give meaning to moments, regardless of any calendar dates.
And do not be afraid to give, give, give, worship love around,
(And do not be afraid to give, give, give, worship love around.)
 
Chorus
You have to live life as if you had it the one, without regret,
And remember that heaven is favourable to those who yearn for liberation,
We must give joy to all loved ones day after day, without regret,
And remember that heaven is favourable to those who yearn revelation.
 

Suicide

Why did I commit suicide, dear bather*?
Look more carefully at my body
You'll get the answer, while you bath my own body
 
The life stigmatized my body
 

I am the only one.

I’m the only one,
who entered your soul,
although I know,
that you have experienced more emotions,
but mine is a different language,
I entered your life forever,
Forever.
 
I’m the only woman who knows you,
although I know,
that it is not easy to know you,
but barefoot I slowly entered your secrets,
to brighten your sad eyes,
forever.
 
I,.....I’m your strength,
I,.....I, your energy,
I,.....your company,
Forever,
forever, forever.....
 
I,.....I’m your breath,
I,.....I, your destiny
I,.....your eternal love,
Forever,
forever, forever.
 
I’m the last one,
who is going to love you,
and there is not synonym that expresses what I feel,
it is impossible to measure my feelings,
because my love,
is forever, Forever.
 
I’m the only woman who knows you,
Although I know,
that you still don’t love me as I love you,
but little by little and slowly,
you are going to love me and love me,
forever, forever.
 
I,.....I’m your strength,
I,......I, your energy,
I,......your company,
Forever,
forever, forever.
 
I,.....I’m your breath,
I,..... I, your destiny,
I,...... your eternal love,
Forever,
forever, forever.
 

Game

Come brother, afraid of the storm?
It's way too cold outside anyway
Come a lil' closer, lemme warm you up
Closer and feel my warmth, little brother
 
Feel my warmth...
 
Don't you be afraid, little brother
My sole purpose is you to get warmed
My sole purpose is you to feel warm
My sole purpose is a little bit more warmth
 
A little warmer...
 
Should you keep your hands off, you can't get warm
Ah, I'm warming you up little brother of mine
If that spot of yours don't get warmed, it'll be a big noy for the record
I'm gonna warm your butt up too little brother
 
How about a game, brother?
It's a little, amusing one...
We're gonna play a game and you'll be sitting on my lap
And no call for telling your parents about this
 
Sit on my lap brother, there you go, sit like this...
And bounce little brother, bounce...
How about me opening your tiny spot...
Would be a better game then, huh?
 
Bounce brother, bounce faster...
Faster, ah....
Let us venture into orgasm with this game
Oh, what does Orgasm mean?
 
Orgasm, it's like letting your hair down, dear brother
I'm having an orgasm, bounce faster brother!
Don't pay attention to that thingy pouring out like a milk, it's just a confetti
Ah, I'm drowning at the orgasm's pit
 
Are you getting hurt?
May you don't, little brother
Which you don't...
Would anyone ever get hurt while playing a game?
 
LET'S
PLAY A GAME
A GAME
A GAME
LET'S PLAY
A GAME
A GAME
LET'S PLAY
A GAME
A GAME
LET'S PLAY
A GAME
A GAME
LET'S PLAY
A GAME
 

Lover, Without Me

Yearning, I'm longing for you
I'm in love with you, my life
Longing, your longing is my scar
Come to me, to me, my life
 
Lover couldn't rest without me, sleep is illicit to her eyes
Lover couldn't sleep if she was seperated from me
Lover couldn't rest without me, sleep is illicit to her eyes
Lover couldn't live if she was seperated from me
 
It burns from time to time
Oh, my heart is devastated
My faith is extinguished and faded away
Loving is now illicite
 
Lover couldn't rest without me, sleep is illicit to her eyes
Lover couldn't sleep if she was seperated from me
Lover couldn't rest without me, sleep is illicit to her eyes
Lover couldn't live if she was seperated from me
 
Couldn't live
Couldn't live
 

Alliens Welcome

Versions: #1
As I heard that,you have come from outer space
Let's have a seat and let's have a chit-chat
What brings you out here?
Aliens Welcome
It was straining my mind
Aliens Welcome
We are very glad to see you
Are you hungry or full?
How is everything in the Atmosphere
Aliens Welcome
Which section is your nationality?
Is that what your clothes really are?
How is your relationship with the sun?
Aliens Welcome
Is Mars or Moon your province?
From which language is your language?
Do you have a lot of mads as well?
Aliens Welcome
In what condition your state?
Does anger have in leaders?
İs form a goverment difficult?
Aliens Welcome
Is there the act of break a heart in there of you?
Is there any nepotism?
Is there discriminatory behavious like Rightist or Lefttist?
Aliens Welcome
Is it winter or snow in there?
Is your budget wide or narrow?
Do you have any petroleum shortage?
Aliens Welcome
How's there...
 

I hope

Versions:
I hope leaves don’t touch your sacred body when they fall
So you can’t make cold ice crystals out of them all
I hope rain stops miraculously kissing your body as it falls
I hope the shy pale Moon dares come out without you
I hope the Earth fails to kiss the steps walked by you
 
I hope you run out of the constant perfect gaze
The precise word to hurt me
The one smile to seduce me
I hope something quite sudden happens to erase you
A blinding lightning bolt
A cannon ball of snow
 
I hope at least death takes me and puts me away
So I don’t see you so much
So I don’t see you always
In each of all my seconds
In each of all my visions
 
I hope I can’t even
Touch you with my music
 
I hope the dawn won’t utter screams that fall on my back
I hope that voice forgets how to whisper your name
I hope the walls don’t keep in your noise of tired and worn footsteps
I hope desire follows you and goes away
To your old tyrant reign of dead men and dead flowers
 
I hope you run out of the constant perfect gaze
The precise word to hurt me
The one smile to seduce me
I hope something quite sudden happens to erase you
A blinding lightning bolt
A cannon ball of snow
 
I hope at least death takes me and puts me away
So I don’t see you so much
So I don’t see you always
In each of all my seconds
In each of all my visions
 
I hope I can’t even
Touch you with my music
 
I hope something quite sudden happens to erase you
A blinding lightning bolt
A cannon ball of snow
 
I hope at least death takes me and puts me away
So I don’t see you so much
So I don’t see you always
In each of all my seconds
In each of all my visions
 
I hope I can’t even
Touch you with my music
 

Oil portrait of a woman with a hat

Versions: #1
A woman has missed out on
Getting to scream and to moan
This beautiful madness has lost a chance to have her brief waist under my own
She has missed my way to hold her hand
She has missed my footprints in her sand.
 
I see a light full of doubts
Which threatens to shroud us in clouds
I see a dog barking up to the Moon with a figure that is reminiscent of mine
I see more I see that it missed me
I see more I see that it got lost.
 
Cowardice is a cover
For a man, not for a lover
Coward loves don't grow to be real loves
Nor even turn to stories, they simply stay there
Not even memories can save them
Not even the best of poets can.
 
An unnameable woman
Flees like a terrified pigeon
And I quickly dry off my old boots, go back to my own roots and turn back the clock
Love beware of me, dismiss me not
I can sing you the song that I've got.
 
A woman who's quite near
Like a painting by none but Chagall
Falling into the center of fear
And I who am not good burst in more than one tear
 
But then I was crying for myself
And now I cry for this woman's death
But then I was crying for myself
And now I cry for this woman's death.
 

I Wish

I wish death was not our right
Instead, we had better things
Like fulfilling the desires we bury with ourselves
Like the peace for which we fight and die unjustly
Like the settle of the calmness that we despair of dream of having calmness
And I wish we had so many other good things that made us so happy , that we fed up by all these happiness
And all these calamities that are now with this damn death is our right could be going to a hell that we did not know even where this hell was at all...
 

Fucking Pudicity

What's your beef with this word anyway?
How many lives will it claim this pest called pudicity
The blood you've shed will fall short of you
Y'all, y'all are pricks, sons of bitches
 
Pudicity pest, yeah right
Fuck your pudicity!
Your sister that you've killed when she was fifteen
What crime did she commit, beyond taking her lover by the hand
 
The blood you've shed are now watering the firmament
The lives you've claimed, the mothers who cry
Won't fuck you on the very spot when you say pudicity pest
Sentenced one too...
 
The lives you've forbidden the use of, ah those lives that smell like rose
Maybe they won't bring you to book
That fucking missing law is taking the side of the people like you
May y'all choke death on every water you've drunk, on every bit you've swallowed
 
When that prick was beating your sister that you've given in marriage when she was fifteen
I'll ream that mindset of yours' ass that says, he's your husband, he can beat and clapperclaw you
The lives that you've mucked up will surely wreak vengeance on you
 
Enough, enough, enough...
How many more Fatma's, Emine's should depart this life
How many times should the people suffer agony
How many more women should be raped
 
That fucking missing law...
 
One or other day
Underdogs will curse for their cruelty for sure
I swear black and blue, on that day
You'll run at full gallop
 

I loved you insufficiently

I've no cure except for composing while thinking of you and digging my own grave
These streets are guardants whom sit up for mad-lovers, nobody has seen you, nobody
Join me in my heart, come, I won't let you go, I loved you insufficiently, that's not enough
I blocked the road with my heart and sake, you're alone, I'm a wretch, I loved you insufficiently, that's not enough
 

COCK SNOT

Me
A
Cock snot
Who fell down
To this earth
Maybe a laced mutton's
Customer's bastard
Maybe a prophet's son
Maybe a child bride's virginity's disappearance
Maybe a manifestation's gatecrasher of a high school sweetheart
Reflecting on sex
Or a prick who took condom to pieces
Me a
Human
Eighty-sixed
Sunk into oblivion
Me human
Bitch
Exploitative
Exploited
Fuck yourself
You
The one who flatters me better than myself
Fuck yourself
FUCK YOURSELF
FUCK YOURSELF
FUCK YOURSELF
FUCK YOURSELF
FUCK YOURSEEEEELF!!!
 

Oh Moon, You and I

Oh moon, you and I are friends since we were kids
 
we loved our moon and lived together, oh
 
and oh how much we colored our skies
 
And we planted our love, oh
 
my eyes thought about love, and the sweet one is waiting for us
 
our arcs laughed with flowers on both sides
 
talking is just talking and love stories are told when we think about them
 
we thought about love at home, they told us to be careful
 
tomorrow, the world will become aware of secrets that aren't secrets
 
many stories are told, a dream that came to minds
 

Go Fuck Yourselves

Versions:
Let those take it personal
The ones who doesn't work
For this country
Go fuck yourselves
 
Those who want religious law
Revile against Ataturk
Go fuck yourselves
All the way to Arabia
 
Those who think they're the bee's knees
Those who're the masters of disguise
Those who cut across all boundaries when it comes to ass-kissing
Go fuck yourselves
 
Those who interfere in people's lives
Those who split people into raghead, rabelaisian
Those who have their bread buttered on both sides
Go fuck yourselves
 

You live in rhymes

Do not think the letters in a song are soulless!
I'm sending it to whom I'm singing it for, to you, this way it'll have a long life.
Inside every rhyme the soul is wretched,
I'm inside them too, I live with them together.
 
They watch my troubles, my suffering or the nice things,
They want my blood and that feels good for me.
Even if I don't want it, they huddle together,
They bring me towards you, floating into wishful thinking.
 
They rhyme for you, they promise things to you, weird words,
They never idle, they only fear for your well being, when the will is absent.
They set out for you, they turn towards you, they want to act,
When you're tired, they'll make your bed and cover you up gently...
 
Between the rhymes, everything is alive, all the characters.
It lulls you to sleep, when you are moored, it'll shout at you: 'Don't go!'
It'll hurry you when you are slow and stop you when you are running,
It watches you, where you go, and finally you'll find a safe port.
 
They rhyme for you, they promise things to you, weird words,
They never idle, they only fear for your well being, when the will is absent.
They set out for you, they turn towards you, they want to act,
When you're tired, they'll make your bed and cover you up gently...
 
They rhyme for you, they promise things to you, weird words,
They never idle, they only fear for your well being, when the will is absent.
They set out for you, they turn towards you, they want to act,
When you're tired, they'll make your bed and cover you up gently...
 

Autumn Mists

Look: wilted petals have fallen off our roses.
Look: time can destroy everything.
The bygone days will return no more.
The autumn mists have enveloped us.
 
Look: there are no longer leaves on the tree branches.
Look: first snow will fall pretty soon.
Time flies, making life’s moments pass fast, too

For verdant fields my heart does long

For verdant fields my heart does long
in winter times so bleak

A Ballad About Mister Almost and Madam Already

Mister Almost loved Madam Already
almost told her this, but he didn't quite say
the winter was cold and already passed
for Mister Almost and Madam Already
 
Madam Already walked with Mister Almost
she loved him and already gave him her hand,
the night was hot, the moon sailed
over Madam Already and Mister Almost
 
And another spring passed and another Autumn ended
and Mister Almost saw with a broken heart
how many years had he lost when he didn't express
his feeling of love to Madam Already
 
And another year passed, and one more
and Madam Already laid on a couch alone
thinking what was almost and then already lost
for Madam Already and Mister Almost
 
Many years have passed since, nothing has changed
Mister Almost loved Madam Already
almost told her this, but he didn't quite say
now already, was really a bit too late
 
Madam Already dwelled in a small house
almost occupied as well by Mister Almost
now no one lives in it
not Madam Already nor Mister Almost...
 

That innocent son

That innocent son,
such a rare gift of heaven,
that son so dear to you,
God demands from you.
 
He wants me, the father, to remain weak
before his fatherly eyes,
he wants me to shed the blood
of whom I have given life.
 

Od njih naučio

[Intro: Bonez MC]
Sve se dešava i prolazi
Žele da me povrede, ali nema problema
Još uvek me vidite kako se smešim
Ako želite da se nađemo, popićemo kafu
 
[Part 1: RAF Camora]
Brate, nisam znao za ''da''
Nisam znao ni za ''okej''
Sve što sam želeo bilo je moje ime
Na omotu CD-a
Rekli su ''Sve što radite nema smisla
Propalice poput vas niko ne želi da vidi!''
Nakaza me je možda frustrirala
Ali zahvaljujući njemu krenuo sam svojim putem
Da, naučio sam da ne verujem onima koji se smeju
Jer su moje šale loše
Naučio sam da ko čisti
Obično skriva prljavštinu
Neki su stigli, izbacili me sa puta
Stojali sa noževima ispred kuće moje mame
Drugi su bili spremni da svedoče
I njihovi prijatelji su se pridužili
 
[Hook: RAF Camora]
Od njih sam naučio
Naučio sam na koga još uvek mogu da računam
I iza koga od njih se krije đavo
Dovoljan je jedan pogled, imam šesto čulo
Ahh, od njih sam naučio
Naučio sam na koga još uvek mogu da računam
I iza koga od njih se krije đavo
Da, znam trikove, znam ko je pravi
Ahh, od njih sam naučio
 
[Part 2: Bonez MC]
Pustio sam ih da mi se približe
Svi njihovi pogledi govore: ''Voleo bih da budem poput tebe''
Bolje ih je držati na distanci od samog početka
Jer kada se vrata jednom otvore teško ih je ponovo zatvoriti
Savetovali su mi da to ne radim
Zašto počinjati sa RAF-om
Ali nisu uspeli, smejem im se
Pravite mržnju i ne možete da spavate noću
Dođite i uzmite moj Rolex
Nažalost, to vas ne čini srećnim
Pošto to ne zaslužujete, ja ću popiti Astru u komšiluku
I pisati istoriju
 
[Hook: RAF Camora]
Od njih sam naučio
Naučio sam na koga još uvek mogu da računam
I iza koga od njih se krije đavo
Dovoljan je jedan pogled, imam šesto čulo
Ahh, od njih sam naučio
Naučio sam na koga još uvek mogu da računam
I iza koga od njih se krije đavo
Da, znam trikove, znam ko je pravi
Ahh, od njih sam naučio
 
[Outro: Bonez MC & RAF Camora]
Sve se dešava i prolazi
Žele da me povrede, ali nema problema
Još uvek me vidite kako se smešim
Ako želiš da se nađemo, popićemo kafu
Od njih sam naučio
Ahh, od njih sam naučio
Ahh, od njih sam naučio
 

Fuck, come on Federico

Versions: #1
My album is in the stores and you’re already downloading it
Time is short but i feel my asshole getting looser
It’s true that the crisis is changing us
“Hello, what’s this little girl’s name?” “Armando”
My fans’ behavior, i swear, it’s stressing me
They would ask me for a picture even when i’m taking a shit
And with all of this affection i’m touched, but let me go to the toilet cause i’m shitting myself
I don’t care if my colleagues say that i’m not cool
Their ass stings and i have nettles on my dick
Put on heels made out of cement and drown with your fucking trashy albums
When i was at jam you were eating bruschetta
Your dj brings in the plates, you the knife and the fork
Your chick is platinum blonde and she also has bangs, but when you kiss her it looks like you’re making out with David Guetta.
 
Fuck, come on Federico, you throw yourself on social work
But when you do throw yourself, be careful not to get hurt
You run barefoot on glasses as long as you can
And don’t worry when you’ll end up in shit
If you have your ass on the ground you know that when you’ll get back up
We, you guys, you guys won’t be there anymore
 
My rap is a caress with greasy hands
Among two-faced snitches and sluts with split ends
Your two sold albums, they were not achieved
If i fail we’ll go and delivery pizza with a scooter
My manager doesn’t know that i have anxiety and i sweat
He smokes pot and then collapses on the couch of the studio
But here often the feeling of belonging hides a dark side, like when an ugly nose makes you lose a nice ass
Eh, sorry, is it true that you rappers are not real artist?
That you sell your ass even before you sell albums?
You write lines but you hate communist manifestos
But now Guè produces like Eminem with Fifty
“You guys are fake, always coping americans, fuck”
Among Tiziano who was gay and was a lady’s killer
And people who made themselves a career by copying Eminem’s lyrics
If you’re looking for two-faced here you’ve got fertile ground
You’re looking flaccid
Like a dick with erectile dysfunction
 
Fuck, come on Federico, you throw yourself on social work
But when you do throw yourself, be careful not to get hurt
You run barefoot on glass as long as you can
And don’t worry when you’ll end up in shit
If you have your ass on the ground you know that when you’ll get back up
We, you guys, you guys won’t be there anymore
 
You say i’m fake because i go around with a tutu
And that real hip-hop is the one your crew does
But then they see some pennies and look what they do
Sing a single in auto-tune
What’s up now with your culture?
At least i don’t fill my mouth with trash
I gave away an album with a high budget
And you sell for five euros a mixtape with ten tracks
If they put us in handcuffs for illegal albums
Divide inmates by music genres
Going to jail already seems like a bad deal
It would be very bad luck to end up in a cell with a Povia fan
“Fedez, it is true that at your live shows there’s MD with tonic water going around?”
“And that you’re the great master of a masonic lodge”
“Is it true that you play the harmonizer with your ass?”
“And you come up with even better tracks than your usual music.”
 
Fuck, come on Federico, you throw yourself on social work
But when you do throw yourself, be careful not to get hurt
You run barefoot on glasses as long as you can
And don’t worry when you’ll end up in shit
If you have your ass on the ground you know that when you’ll get back up
We, you guys, you guys won’t be there anymore
 

my heart tells me

my heart tells me that you're my end
I'll sacrifice my life for you . If you'd ever know !
I have nothing but my soul and the one who die
for love is never wasteful
If you're satisfied with it , then you helped me
what a disappointment if you wouldn't help
you prevent me from sleeping and give me
The garment of sickness and I'm the only one who's wrecked
 
my heart tells me that you're my end
I'll sacrifice my life for you . If you'd ever know !
I have nothing but my soul and the one who die
for love is never wasteful
 
My friends. you're my hope and whoever
called you , then he's enough
If my souls was in my hand and gave it
to my diviner. It's not enough
he's perfect and if he gave his light
to the moon ,i'd never wane
Though all these people describing him
The time would end and he's still never described
 
my heart tells me that you're my end
I'll sacrifice my life for you . If you'd ever know !
I have nothing but my soul and the one who die
for love is never wasteful
 

Dear Sweety

The clouds in the sky (erman X6) are roaring,
roaring,
The flock of lambs, Xwedê can (beloved God), are bleating,
Lovers, dear sweety, never say that,
There are many evileyes, be aware of this,
Ignite the Syrian rue (peganum harmala) with its smoke.
Laugh, dear sweety, so troubles disperse over us.
 
She beloved left me, ellaxwedê (erman X2) my sweetheart, my sweetheart.
She left a scar in my heart.
She became a bad person, made my house ruined.
 
No news came Ellaxwedî (erman X2) from my darling.
Ungallant archer took my heart away.
No news came, my sweetheart, from my darling.
 
Will continue...
 

No matter

[Verse 1]
Yes, you are all I need
When I look you in the eye
Then you are all I need
I do not know why
You make me so happy and your laugh is so important to me
 
[Chrorus 1]
Believe me, no matter where I am, I'll take you everywhere
No matter where I am, I'll take you everywhere
It doesn't matter where I am
It doesn't matter where I am
 
[Post chorus]
I take you everywhere
It doesn't matter where I am
I got you under my skin
You tell me that you miss me
No matter where you are
You tell me that you miss me
You tell me that you miss me
You tell me that you miss me
 
[Chrorus 2]
Believe me, no matter where I am, I'll take you everywhere
No matter where I am, I'll take you everywhere
No matter where I am (No matter where I am)
No matter where I am (No matter where I am)
No matter where I am (No matter where I am)
No matter where I am, I'll take you everywhere
 

My life is coming

Look at the world, it's so close to me
It's calling me to come out
Now you have to go
 
Just one step forward and all fear will fade immediately
Should I? No
Let's go!
 
I lie down on the grass and I smell the scented pastures
Who knows how far the breeze will lead me today
And I feel like I'm completely free
 
I can now fly and spin
Hover and drill
And jump and swim
And try and try
For my heart is pounding
Let me have what I long for
My life is now coming
 

The Ear of Corn

With this tango, which is both sardonic and friendly,
The emotion in my ghetto got two wings.
Tango itself was born from this tango and, like a scream,
It left the sordid slum, looking for the sky...
 
Strange spell of a love that became a cadence
And opened roads, without any other law beyond its hope:
Blend of rage, of pain, of faith and absence
That called out with the innocence
Of a playful rhythm...
 
Thanks to its miracle of pessimistic notes,
Both whores and mistresses were thoughtlessly born

The Little Street Procession

[Spoken:]
Oh tango, you that have hurt me so much
And who, in spite of it all, I love
Because you're the messenger
Of the slums' soul.
I don't know which fatal charm
Have your emotive notes,
But the miserable lair
That is my heart, widens
As if begging for more space
From the pain that dominates my life...
 
If you only knew
That, deep in my soul, I still
Preserve that affection
That I once felt for you.
Who knows? If you only knew
That I've never forgotten you,
Returning to your past,
Would you remember me?
 
My friends don't come around anymore,
Not even to visit me:
Nobody wants to comfort me
In my affliction!
From the day when you left,
I feel such anguish in my chest...
Tell me, my darling: What have you done
To my poor heart?
 
In our abandoned love nest,
Not even the morning sun
Will bother to peek in throught he windows,
As it did when you were there...
 
And that little dog, a companion
That wouldn't eat because of your absence,
Upon seeing me all alone, the other day,
Left as well...
 
And yet,
I always remember you
With the sacred affection
That I felt for you!
Who knows? If you only knew
That I've never forgotten you,
Returning to your past,
Would you remember me?
 

Soldier From Naples

Soldier from Naples
You who are going to war