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Cinematographe
When I was six years old
The first time
Daddy's taking me to the movies
I found that
More thrilling than anything
There was on the screen
Funny guys
Mustaches
Proud swashbuckler
Some who kill each other
Every time i find
A hair in the dish
A piano played atmospheric things
Guillaum 'Tell or the open air of Trouvère
And all the public
In quivering
Going for these good people
It was cheap
We had for his three francs
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, as day
Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, as love
A dream is on the screen
And in the dark room
Hands are looking, hands are found
Timidly
Station, train station, station, station, here we go again
And in the room more than one heart beats
The car where she thinks she is safe
Just crash on the floor
With a broken axle
The bandit will be able to put the hand
On the money, it's tragic
No of a dog
It's over, everything comes on
See you next Wednesday
Now this is
More my dad
Who accompanies me to the movies
Because he plants his cabbages
There not far from Saint Cucupha
But I met
Attila
A mustachioed guy like that
He loves to go on Wednesday
In the cinemas
Of course it is dev'nu the cinemascope
But it always rams and it gallops
And it stays still as before
Filled with cov'boill's lawlessness
And vigilantes who come to poke
Their big foot in the dish
Station, railway station, railway station, railway station, Gary Cooper
Approaching the ravine of hell
Be careful poor moron
Alan Ladd is not far away
At five hundred meters it is a ball
In a bread crouton
Station, station, station, station, during that time
I feel that I am in his big arm
The armchair where I was sure
Do not stop this 'raw' from trying
Kissing me
I did not see if Gary would win
But it's the permanent cinema
My darling, remember, we stayed for a year
And we had a lot of kids
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24.11.2024
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
24.11.2024
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
24.11.2024
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
24.11.2024
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips