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Apartment Buildings

Broken elevators and walls made of paper
loose-lipped landlords, squealer doorkeepers
Rodents with headphones overhear the talks
Aliens stare at us through the box (TV)
Broken elevators and walls made of paper
2 nights ago they robbed the drug dealer
now who is gonna supply to the guy next door that wants to get stoned?
What is death compared to shame, my boy?
I can hear the unemployed play the backgammon, children's voices
I can hear the suppressed groaning from the households
My view is a church and the succession of the faith people
and I desire to throw away the source of evil
out there, outside, away from here.
There is no way I'm sealing the deal with devil
I don't want a wage, I just want to rap
I want to find where they hide them, and get them
My rap is a gun, my mouth is the gun-barrel
High-quality thick smoke, for the one who enjoys it
I draw the boy at the fence with ink
Mohicans saw it and said 'that dude! what is he doing?'
Dads that fall in love behind the port
Who pays for that alimony? They want the new Mercedes.
They return drunk and ask their wives 'how much does it cost?'
before the put their kid to sleep.
 
As for me, I'm doing fine but everything I have is not enough
the success of failure drove me crazy
I never was a cool guy, sometimes I'm an urchin
I breathe the smoke out aiming at the ceiling
loose-lipped landlords, squealer doorkeepers
Rodents with headphones overhear the talks
Aliens stare at us through the box (TV)
no-one is safe in the apartment buildings
 
They offered me to give an interview so they can learn what I like
How many have I gained, how many have I worked for
How tall is the tall guy, why did that chick left me
They want to know why I rap like that
The college student living at the ground-level listens to good music
He speaks the language of the cool guys but he is too scared
He tells me 'screw this rappers, talk about life'
floor to floor, line to line
Nice, power theft, recidivisms, accounts
unemployment, poverty, cops, Golden Dawn*
scary daily pays, evictions, auctions.
And the lady next door says we became tedious
Don't ask me if I'm living bro, I am living
With cigarettes and a whistle before the earthquake
Genetically modified beings live under the sky
My love, wear the helmet before the bombing
The old man from the 6th floor says everyone is sick
Old man, we make it through winter in Greece, we are humans
You beat her everyday with your belt
I'm sorry your emigrated daughter didn't send you a letter
Next door lives a cop that always glowers at
the immigrant from the 5th floor even though he smiles at him
The guy living under my apartment is okay, he sees and doesn't speak
But he keeps that girl, though he doesn't love her
 
As for me, I'm doing fine but everything I have is not enough
the success of failure drove me crazy
I never was a cool guy, sometimes I'm an urchin
I breathe the smoke out aiming at the ceiling
loose-lipped landlords, squealer doorkeepers
Rodents with headphones overhear the talks
Aliens stare at us through the box (TV)
no-one is safe in the apartment buildings
 


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22.10.2024

Speak to Him





You're a friend and I know it,
I trust you and therefore
if I ask you a favor,
you shouldn't say no,
you mustn't say no to me.
 

Then speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
 

Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
 

Yes, I know you're sorry,
but it's your fault that he
this evening
didn't show up with me
and you already understood why.
 

And so speak to him,
make peace between us
and don't tell me,
don't tell me that you can't.
 

Oh, speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
 

Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him!
 


22.10.2024

Tonight You'll Hear a Song





Tonight you'll hear a song,
a song you already know.
The woman you no longer love will sing it,
the woman who will leave you but who won't cry.
 

A song that will tell you about me,
that will stay with you throughout your life,
a song be will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
 

Tonight I'll relive for the last time
these moments that I'll no longer find
but when I disappear and only you are found,
you'll cry because you'll remember.
 

A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
 

A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
 


22.10.2024

A Reflection in the Water





It was
a moonlit evening,
under the bridge the river slept
and a woman sang.
 

Clear,
the water slipped away
and the image of your smile
the river mirrored.
 

A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing remained,
but I inside my mind
still see you.
 

It was
a moonlit evening,
your voice spoke
and the river silently listened.
 

And it was,
almost a year has passed
but every evening I return to look
into the river to dream.
 

A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
 

A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
 


22.10.2024

A Family





Evening will come,
you'll return home
and without a word, you'll sit at the table
in your place as always.
 

Then when you have finished,
you'll tell us kids:
leave me alone and glue your eyes
for an hour on the newspaper.
 

But read inside the eyes
of mom what is there.
Notice that she wants
to talk a bit with you.
 

You cannot call life
this life you give her
if you have nothing left
to share with her.
 

I know that you are not wicked,
that deep down you love her.
Don't make her pay for the usual bitterness that
life gives you.
 

You think about your hopes
of a long time ago
starting when you wanted
to become who knows who.
 

But look that you are
someone at least among us,
you're not mistaken,
life is precisely this here.
 

When you come home,
bring a smile with you,
then we'll talk together, that way we'll become
at last a family,
a true family,
a true family.