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Sagopa Kajmer - Beslenme Çantam Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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My Lunchbox

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I am the withering, drying rose in the middle of a closed book
My rose, what you're doing is persecution
Fortunately, I'm calm, drill soldier drill
Every tyrant must fall to the ground
Bullet in my lunchbox
I'm late, missed my first class
My life is not a holiday but a ceremony
 
My age advances as I become a child against life
My manuscripts ran out and I wrote word on my palms
I've become an address for the lost, my son, a trail to follow.
Our melancholic children follow me tirelessly
I am a thin delicate speckled slat and I have crossed my bar
I got used to the pomp of my life because I worked like a dog
I took my breads out of the lion's mouth
I gave the breads to get the bread
I fed on the lion and became the king of this forest
I am a street lamp, for a moment those who saw me saw ahead
Those who couldn't see me cursed against the darkness
Blasphemy did not say infidel, the drunkard called out to the night
 
When my ordeal is full, my bottle is empty
When my eyes fill up, my heart empties
Don't rain rain showers, there is no shelter for this downpour
Don't rain rain showers, there is no shelter for this downpour
Open the taps for the thirsty who are very thirsty
Those who drink, who are full, be thankful, those who are not full, be patient
Damn the end of this song of mine (Damn)
 
I am the withering, drying rose in the middle of a closed book
My rose, what you're doing is persecution
Fortunately, I'm calm, drill soldier drill
Every tyrant must fall to the ground
Bullet in my lunchbox
I'm late, missed my first class
My life is not a holiday but a ceremony
 
I am the withering, drying rose in the middle of a closed book
My rose, what you're doing is persecution
Fortunately, I'm calm, drill soldier drill
Every tyrant must fall to the ground
Bullet in my lunchbox
I'm late, missed my first class
My life is not a holiday but a ceremony
 


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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