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Sometimes

Sometimes I remember
that time
La la la la ...
 
When I wake up and see the sun and the blue sky
I look back and think
of the time when we were young
 
I hear your sweet voice
close to me
and the words that we left unuttered
 
 
And I remember those days
that world of illusion
which we both lived together
 
 Sometimes I would like to
know about you
maybe you are happy with another love
 
But it's better to imagine sometimes like me that you remember the old love.
 
And these days, I remember that world of illusion which we both lived together.
 
Sometimes I would like to know about you
Sometimes I remember that time
 
Sometimes I remember that time
 
La la la la
 
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Russian translation

Ежедневная молитва

Солнце взлетело над серебряным небом,
Так заканчивается еще один день.
И если мне суждено умереть сегодня вечером,
Молюсь, чтобы небо было именно таким.
 

Slack off mom

Oh Mother, on every woman
you always find a bad flaw
and that's why you don't want any
to be your daughter in law.
I used to have many women
but now they're getting away
cause I listen to you so much
about the flaws that you say
 
You say of Mary that she is scary
and about Carrie that she is wary
and about Jean that she's too clean
of Kathleen that she's too mean
 
You say of Nancy that she is fancy
and about Ellen that she's a fellon
and about Kim that she's too slim
and about Kelly that she is smelly
 
You say of Alice that she is callous
and about Julie that she is drooly
and about Shirley that she is curly
and about Joan that she is too grown
 
You say of Rose she has a big nose
and about Judy that she's too moody
and about Tammy that she is clammy
and about Jane that she's too vain
 
You say of Lori that she is hoary
You say of Bonnie that she is scrawny
You say of Ruby that she is booby
You say of Peggy that she is leggy
 
And neither Karen and neither Sharon
neither Teresa neither Melissa
neither Christine and neither Pauline
and neither Dorothy are really worthy
Slack off mom!
 
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Now we will be happy

I already got the little house that, for so long, I promised you,
and covered it is with daisyes, for you, for me.
It will be an idyllic love, it will be something ideal, 1.
and among romance and flowers, we will build our home.
 
Now we will be happy, now we will be able to sing
that song that, with its tropical rhythm, says like this:
La ra la la ra la la ra ra la ra la Ia ra la ra
let's hope God gives us a long life, darling, 2.
and a lot of happiness.
Let's hope God gives us a long life, darling,
and a lot of happiness!
 
To make our bliss and our happiness complete,
we need one more thing, what could it be? what could it be?
It will be something small, certainly very unique,
it is like a little doll that will cheer hour home.
 
Now we will be happy, now we will be able to sing
that song that, with its tropical rhythm, says like this:
La ra la la ra la la ra ra la ra la Ia ra la ra
let's hope God gives us a long life, darling,
and a lot of happiness!
 
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After the storm

after the storm when the buckets have thrown themself over the sun,
the skin, still a little soft,
ii'm going to take a breath
 
the air ist moist and dense,it smells like beer,
the mit and alcohol
the steam of ethanol
are still dancing on my chair.
 
how it's good to see the light that returns
however, the light after the storm is much better
 
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he took everything with him, twisted my compass
the crescendos of the school
turned me backwards
 
there's nothing left other than water
which slaps and sticks
on the ground and so flat
and the sounds of the heathers
 
how it's good to see the light that returns
however, the light after the storm is much better