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Monaco

Big villa with pool and jacuzzi
And a cool massive BMW to cruise in
New boat and riding clothes from Gucci
Shouldn't I get to be juicy?
Own chef and holiday home in Monaco
Eating brunch in my penthouse in Tokyo
Christmas Eve at my château in Bordeaux
If I only had some money on my account
 
If only I had money, I'd probably be happy
Then I could say anything I wanted on my record
Then I could get a latte with my magazine
And go to a spa and get my exterior cared for
I could go shopping in the city center and act all big
And buy shoes and flowers and all of that nonsense
I could give no damns about parking tickets - not have to walk
I could buy my girls a fancy and delicious dinner
I could score a model and fuck the king bed down
And hold housewarming in my new apartment
Then go to NASA1 and be send away
And end up wobbling home drunk and upset
 
'Cause I want to be a millionaire
And I'm waiting for it to happen
I can't accept things being fine as they are
- I want more
 
Big villa with pool and jacuzzi
And a cool massive BMW to cruise in
New boat and riding clothes from Gucci
Shouldn't I get to be juicy?
Own chef and holiday home in Monaco
Eating brunch in my penthouse in Tokyo
Christmas Eve at my château in Bordeaux
If I only had some money on my account
 
Could money set me free?
Yeah, if it's money, you like
What the fuck do you mean by that?
Could money set me free?
Yeah, what do you think, girl?
I think I believe in dreaming
I think that if I had ten,
Twenty, thirty or a hundred billion, I'd be okay
See the mysteries of life reveal themselves
- nothing could trick me
And I would never have to explain myself (HAH!)
I could buy a piece of the sky2 and give
To the people I like, use my imagination
I could be free from bad credit forever
I could run witch hunts for pedophile perverts! (Really?)
I could buy the rain forest and the paper industry
And invest in some medicin
Buy Sudan and set my people free
Buy all of their oil and become even richer
 
Everything you can imagine
Can land right in front of your bed
And if you're not too caught up in your own game
Try leaving your door open a crack
Never forget what you really want
And keep off on calling them friends
When the only thing they use you for
Is sucking on your talent
You can travel the world with a circus, to tired cities
And if the night turns to gold, you can raise your pay
Soar around the world on fluffy pink clouds
But if the dream turns to gold, friends turn to vampires
 
There are a thousand types of success
And some stars will never ignite
And you can use your millions on success
Yes, some stars are never forgotten
 
Big villa with pool and jacuzzi
And a cool massive BMW to cruise in
New boat and riding clothes from Gucci
Shouldn't I get to be juicy?
Own chef and holiday home in Monaco
Eating brunch in my penthouse in Tokyo
Christmas Eve at my château in Bordeaux
If I only had some money on my account
 
If and if and if - and if there was a pie in the sky
I could buy happiness for cheap
But I know that's not how things work
So I keep on dreaming, not sure about
What, exactly - I just know I want it
All the bling I don't have, that I don't quite get
All the silly abundance that makes people obsessed
Could I stay the same - do you think I could withstand it?
Could I really benefit from it?
Would I know what the fuck to do with it?
Could it turn my heavy thoughts light?
Or would my good thoughts become bad?
 
I don't know, but I want to be a millionaire
And I actually believe it'll happen
I can't accept things being fine as they are
- I want more
 
Big villa with pool and jacuzzi
And a cool massive BMW to cruise in
New boat and riding clothes from Gucci
Shouldn't I get to be juicy?
Own chef and holiday home in Monaco
Eating brunch in my penthouse in Tokyo
Christmas Eve at my château in Bordeaux
If I only had some money on my account
 
  • 1. A (former) exclusive night club in Copenhagen.
  • 2. The danish words for 'the sky' and 'heaven' are the same, so that's a possible alt translation.


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30.10.2024

Mondina





The sky awakens at dawn all in gold
Mondina, as you walk singing, with a joyful heart
The dawn breeze caresses your golden curls
In the wide rice fields, you live your little world
Your face reflects on the water, more beautiful than a flower
 

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!
 

From the old bell tower, the noon chimes ring
Mondina, burned by the sun, to that sound of bells
You smile and devour your happy meal, because
You know how hard that bread costs you
You know that every table, at this hour, smells for you!
 

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!
 

Night approaches, it’s already the time of the Ave Maria
Mondina, why don’t you smile at this hour of love?
You look at the sunset and sigh: 'Where is my love?'
Is he perhaps on the mountains, near your old shepherd
Or by the ancient path, waiting for you?
 

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!
 


30.10.2024

Mondina





The sky awakens at dawn all in gold
Mondina, as you walk singing, with a joyful heart
The dawn breeze caresses your golden curls
In the wide rice fields, you live your little world
Your face reflects on the water, more beautiful than a flower
 

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!
 

From the old bell tower, the noon chimes ring
Mondina, burned by the sun, to that sound of bells
You smile and devour your happy meal, because
You know how hard that bread costs you
You know that every table, at this hour, smells for you!
 

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!
 

Night approaches, it’s already the time of the Ave Maria
Mondina, why don’t you smile at this hour of love?
You look at the sunset and sigh: 'Where is my love?'
Is he perhaps on the mountains, near your old shepherd
Or by the ancient path, waiting for you?
 

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!
 


30.10.2024

Just Friendship





Our relationship
Is sometimes distant, sometimes close, and unpredictable.
Between us, we never discuss it,
Is it just an act or an escape?
 

As we continue to play along with this plot,
We share a tacit understanding throughout its twists and turns.
We both know the inevitable end,
Yet we can't escape this trap.
 

I just want to hold you tight, moving from strangers to familiar once more,
With all my effort, how did we stop moving forward?
Letting go and holding on simultaneously, such a deeply painful game,
I should never have stepped into your world.
 

Holding you tight again, is it ambiguity or just friendship?
If it's not true feelings, why is it so hard to part?
Like a shooting star, it flashes a moment of beauty,
After its brilliance, I will lose you again.
 

As we continue to play along with this plot,
We share a tacit understanding throughout its twists and turns.
We both know the inevitable end,
Yet we can't escape this trap.
 

I just want to hold you tight, moving from strangers to familiar once more,
With all my effort, how did we stop moving forward?
Letting go and holding on simultaneously, such a deeply painful game,
I should never have stepped into your world.
 

Holding you tight again, is it ambiguity or just friendship?
If it's not true feelings, why is it so hard to part?
Like a shooting star, it flashes a moment of beauty,
After its brilliance, I will lose you again.
 

After its brilliance, how can I bear to let go?
 


30.10.2024

Massif-Ngangi





Oh Ngangi, exalted be our lord!
And forever!
Oh ngangi, good day John!
Oh Ngangi!
Oh ngangi, give me the key, John!
And forever!
Oh ngangi, the day shall come!
Oh Ngangi!
Oh Ngangi, I offer my salutations!
And forever!
Oh Ngangi, to the rhythm of the drum!
Oh Ngangi!
Oh ngangi, exalted be our lord!
And forever!
Oh ngangi, today is your day, John!
Oh ngangi!
 

He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave
Malembe, malembe now!
Next year I shall offer my songs again!
Malembe, malembe now!
Two beats of the drum, two beats only!
Malembe, malembe now!
Two hits to the front, two hits to the back!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Saint John of the Congo, shaved head!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Take off your hat to see you dance!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave
Malembe, malembe, now!
And next year who shall play the drums for him?
Malembe, malembe, now!
If Saint John knew today was his feast!
Malembe, malembe, now!
From the sky he would come down and give happiness!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Malembe, malembe, malembe now!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Today is your feast, John, today is your feast day John!
Malembe, malembe, now!
I offer my farewells, and my farewells to my slave owner!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave, yes, he shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Saint John of the Congo, shaved head!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Take off your hat to see you dance!
Malembe, malembe, now!
If you don't take it off, I shall sob!
Malembe, malembe, now!
If you take it off, I'll sing to you!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Oh Saint John, Saint John shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
The upcoming year I shall parade his statue again!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Two hits, ladies, two more hits!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Two hits to the drumskin, two hits for Saint John!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave, yes, he shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Malembe, malembe, malembe now!
Malembe, malembe, now!
If Saint John knew today was his feast day!
Malembe, malembe, now!
From the sky he would come down and depart joy!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Today is your feast, John, today is your feast, John!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Malembe, malembe, malembe now!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Saint John of the Congo, shaved head!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Take off your hat so I may see you dance!
Malembe, malembe, now!
I offer my farewells, farewells to my slave owner!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave, yes, he shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Two more hits to the drumskin, only two hits more!
Malembe, malembe, now!