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Sotheby's

Red I've painted red again,
Black ink's used to color black,
My white linen's soaked in white wash
Added blue dye to the blue.
 
Antiseptic green- for green stuff,
Yellow painted yellow still
Oh, it seems so very easy:
One just came and painted life.
 
But the sacrifice is huge! The artist,
Giving paintings his life's breath,
Can't escape that he, with blood-red,
Must wet brushes with his soul.
 
Painting life continues staining
Artists' souls like dressing gowns...
While at Sotheby's, those price tags
Keep on rising every time...
 

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Portuguese washerwomen

Have you heard of the washerwomen
You may see in Portugal
Especially by the river
In the city of Setubal?
They don't really work in wash houses
But rather in birdhouses
You should hear and see them
Beat out the rythm of their songs with their beaters
 
      As long as there's laundry to be washed
 
    We shall drink manzanilla 1
 
    As long as there's laundry to be washed
 
    We shall do without men
 
    And hit, and hit and hit with your beater
 
    And hit, and hit, you'll sleep better tonight
 
When a man comes by
Especially if he is young and good-looking
Their straps fall down right away
From their fresh shoulders
But if it's a tramp
Or even some kind of old hidalgo
They play at sending him water
Singing in a scratchy voice
 
      As long as there is laundry to be washed
 
    We shall drink manzanilla 1
 
    As long as there is laundry to be washed
 
    We shall do without men
 
At dawn the washerwomen
Leave with their white linen
You should see their proud figures
Standing out on the twilight sky
With their basket balanced on their head
Like ancient goddesses
You could hear slowly fading away the sound
Of their chorus and their soft steps
 
      As long as there is laundry to be washed
 
    We shall drink manzanilla 1
 
    As long as there is laundry to be washed
 
    We shall do without men
 
    And hit, and hit and hit with your beater
 
    And hit, and hit, you'll sleep better tonight
 
      And hit, and hit and hit with your beater
 
    And hit, and hit, you'll sleep better tonight
 
    And hit, and hit...
 
1 In the present case, a type of sherry
 
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Toy Store

I visited her every day
But being shy, I hid behind people's backs
And a big toy deer laughed at me from the window
Perhaps I could come to her
Or just meet her eye.
To buy something as an excuse
But I had no money in my pocket.
 
There are a lot of people in the toy store
You can't cut through to the cash register
The price doesn't matter
In the toy store you can buy happiness
 
Leopards, dolls, ships...
A strange animal of plastic
They are searching for tender friendship
And waiting for the appointed time given by fate
There are a hundred fabulously colored toys
In the kingdom behind her back
I'd like to be one of them
If only she would touch me with her hand
 
There are a lot of people in the toy store
You can't cut through to the cash register
The price doesn't matter
In the toy store you can buy happiness
 
Two minutes to eight p.m.
They close the shop's doors
Someone waits for the queen of my sweetest dreams
In a shiny car
She will disappear without a trace
Dressed in the white dress embroidered with gold
The most beautiful star
Wrapped with ribbons like a doll
 
There are a lot of people in the toy store
You can't cut through to the cash register
The price doesn't matter
In the toy store you can buy happiness
 

Others Are Lost

The worst are the first five days
There's hope, but then it goes
The sixth comes and you arm yourself with courage
And you promise not to search for it again
 
By then you have returned her clothes
And you've begged that this drink
Doesn't make you call her
 
And although you might have burned all the things
That you wrote by her side
Nothing helps you forget it
 
You need many sleepless nights
The ones that only make you stronger when you hurt
Because if love is a game without rules
Some are won and others are lost
 
You need many sleepless nights
You neither learn to love nor forget fortunately
Because in love it happens just like in war
Some are won and others are lost
 
Six months go by that seem like six lives
And although there are a thousand arrows that you would like to use
It would be necessary to be an expert in anatomy
To point to a heart that isn't there
 
By then you have returned her clothes
And you've begged that this drink
Doesn't make you call her
 
And although you might have burned all the things
That you wrote by her side
Nothing helps you forget it
 
You need many sleepless nights
The ones that only make you stronger when you hurt
Because if love is a game without rules
Some are won and others are lost
 
You need many sleepless nights
You neither learn to love nor forget fortunately
Because in love it happens just like in war
Some are won and others are lost
 
To forget there are no shortcuts
Her name breaks your voice (Her name breaks your voice)
But time does the job
To put together the pieces if they are broken by love
 
You need many sleepless nights
The ones that only make you stronger when you hurt
Because if love is a game without rules
Some are won and others are lost
 
You need many sleepless nights
You neither learn to love nor forget fortunately
Because in love it happens just like in war
Some are won
 
After a year you see that you are still alive
Well, no one has returned when trying to forget
And although her love left a flame on
You're just one kiss away from turning it off
 
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Döfködő 24/7

Egy napja durva lettem és a távolban vagyok
Nem nevethetek, nem sírhatok…
Mielőtt engem bírálsz, nézz magadba!
Ereszkedj le, ne élj hazugságban
 
Minden nyomasztó seb ellenére, ami van a szívedben,
Nem lehet, hogy utálj, amiért én utálom amit teszel az életben.
 
Minden szépséged ellenére felhasználnak a távolban,
Hátba döf egy kurva, bele a csontba és te vagy az.
 
És minden nap, mikor egy kés a hátamba döf és forog benne,
Megfertőzi a tűz a szemeimet és a szívem ég
Úgy gyalogolok feléd, mint egy kis zár a mennyben
Miután megint olyan vagy, mint egy döfködő 24/7.
 
Lenézel rám, látod a létező világ söpredékét
Igen baszd meg, gyarló és trágár, ez vagyok én
Nem vagyok miatt boldog, de ez van, én nem bírálok és nem rendelkezek
Jobban, mint más emberek.
 
Minden nap, mikor egy kés a hátamba döf és forog benne,
Megfertőzi a tűz a szemeimet és a szívem ég
Úgy gyalogolok feléd, mint egy kis zár a mennyben
Miután megint olyan vagy, mint egy döfködő 24/7.
 
Minden szépséged ellenére a távolban felhasználnak,
Valaki, bárki meg tudja mondani, még mi a fasz várhat?
 
Minden nap, mikor egy kés a hátamba döf és forog benne,
Megfertőzi a tűz a szemeimet és a szívem ég
Úgy gyalogolok feléd, mint egy kis zár a mennyben
Miután megint olyan vagy, mint egy döfködő 24/7.