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Poor Rich Girl

Who is going to give her a little bit of happiness?
Who is going to drink her tears?
Who will be?
Where does the cold that fills her soul come from?
And the guardian angel?
Where is he?
 
Poor rich girl
She feels more lonely than a shipwrecked at sea
Poor rich girl
In her golden cage life is so bitter
She is seen crying
 
For the joy she can't buy
Total sadness
There is no doctor that can cure this illness
Where does the cold that fills her soul come from?
Who has stolen her desire to dream?
 

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Simply

Give me simply
What you most like
What you most like
Give me only
What you most like
And nothing else
 
You're full of shadows
And you darkened the house
The nest was hot
And it ended up cold
Sometimes it hurts to lie the truth to you
You look like a hermit
Like a trapped beast
That just wants to attack me
That's why
 
Give me simply
What you most like
What you most like
Give me only
What you most like
And nothing else
 
Effort ruins you
Just curves in your back
Life loses its flair
For the one who forgets to celebrate
And you ask of me what I don't have, my own good
What I do isn't enough for you
There's not enough bread to fill the hole
Of existential anguish
That's why
 
Give me only
What you most like
And nothing else
 
OS:
It's overblown, watching the ground
With a virgin in your arms
You got rid of yourself
And now you blame God
I love your smile
And I don't need others'
If you danced for heaven that night, love
Good omens will arrive
 
Sometimes I feel gory
Fantasizing about your life
I don't emphasize more hopes
Than that you're going to change
And sometimes you become demanding
Hoping for magic in my proposals
But some absurd response
Lets you down again
 
Give me simply
What you most like
What you most like
Give me only
What you most like
And nothing else
 
Give me simply
What you most like
What you most like
Give me only
What you most like
And nothing else
 

Yansã*

Mistress of the leaden clouds
Mistress of the world inside me
Queen of the lightnings, queen of the lightnings
Queen of the lightnings, good weather, bad weather
 
Mistress of the June rains
Mistress of everything inside me
Queen of lightnings, queen of lightnings
Queen of lightnings, good weather, bad weather
I am the sky to your storms
 
Mistress of the June rains
Mistress of everything inside me
Queen of lightnings, queen of lightnings
Queen of lightnings, good weather, bad weather
I am the sky to your storms
 
A sky split in half in the middle of the afternoon
I am the sky to your storms
Pagan goddess of the lightnings
Of the rains of every year
Inside me, inside me.
 

Family Portrait

Have you seen my little mother
swabbing floors at an office?
Small, diligent, sweaty lady
Earns a small pay
 
Cold hands, stiff knees
Seeking healthcare from Stockholm's county
Then trips into the ward
Soon passing away
 
Yes, it is both a shame and pity
how life is thundering by
over the small and weak
They are to feel sorry for
 
Have you seen my little father?
What a funny body he has
Invalidity pension so nice and safe
Because of worn out back
 
No more nailing houses
Future does not look bright
But he can relax as he wishes
and also get drunk
 
Yes, it is both a shame and pity
how life is thundering by
over the small and weak
They are to feel sorry for
 
Sister of mine is this girl
Four children and unemployed
No longer young and wild
Forty years old and divorced
 
Pretty grumpy now
This former wife
Beauty, happiness, hope for love
That, she has given up
 
Yes, it is both a shame and pity
how life is thundering by
over the small and weak
They are to feel sorry for
 
And the one who looks so terrible
is my older brother Knut
Always complaining when we meet
about his prosthetic leg
 
Seems to be finished, brother Knut
Appears more and more alcoholic
There was much more energy
in Knut before
 
Yes, it is both a shame and pity
how life is thundering by
over the small and weak
They are to feel sorry for
 
But now look at little me
Difference is like night and day
Blank shoes and casual style
Ten meter car
 
Stirring powder, completely discrete
In small, tidy packages
that are sold in secret
Makes me happy and fat
 
But, it is both a shame and pity
how life is thundering by
over the small and weak
They are to feel sorry for
 
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Take Care of Her, God

Chorus:
I turned my head up to Heaven
And barely heard, I whispered to God.
Take care 1 of her when I'm not there.
Please, not for me, but for her, because I cherish her.
I turned my head up to Heaven
And barely heard, I whispered to God.
Take care of her when I'm not there.
Please, not for me, but for her, because I cherish her.
 
First verse:
You left, and left pain for me.
You left, pouring salt in my wounds.
It turned out that you and I are stupid
Neither you nor I could save our love.
Why does it hurt me, mom?
Why are there so many wounds in my heart?
I loved her, but fate separated us.
It's so painful to know
That you let me down.
 
Chorus:
I turned my head up to Heaven
And barely heard, I whispered to God.
Take care of her when I'm not there.
Please, not for me, but for her, because I cherish her.
I turned my head up to Heaven
And barely heard, I whispered to God.
Take care of her when I'm not there.
Please, not for me, but for her, because I cherish her.
 
The second verse:
My heart breaks, My chest hurts.
Please, stop this.
Don't play with my feelings, please.
Don't run away from me, because you are my breath.
Come back to me now
It's so hard for me without you. Give me a chance.
I'll wait for you. I won't stop waiting
My suffering heart's so tired.
 
Chorus x3:
I turned my head up to Heaven
And barely heard, I whispered to God.
Take care of her when I'm not there.
Please, not for me, but for her, because I cherish her.
I turned my head up to Heaven
And barely heard, I whispered to God.
Take care of her when I'm not there.
Please, not for me, but for her, because I cherish her.
 
  • 1. could also be 'protect', 'look after' or any other derivative