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Limba: 

Mareea

Răsplată de la salvator,
colorat,
deschis sezonier fără sezon
scumpa mea.
Mirosul variabil, sângele cald,
mă arzi.
Nu e ca şi cum renunți la
această maree*.
 
Furtuna mea, dezastru meu, dorința mea...
Nu ajunge, dragostea nu ajunge.
Ce drăguță este violența ta,
ce frumoasă este compasiunea*.
Iubitule iubirea mea vine la tine.
Până la moarte am să te urmăresc, n-am să te las.
 
Este inflamabil, nopțile sunt aprinse,
nopțile se sting.
Trupul meu e cu susul în jos, beat,
capul meu se întoarce.
Recunoaște confuz,
Sarea este confuză de recunoaștere scumpa mea.
Nu e ca şi cum renunți la
această maree*.
 
Furtuna mea, dezastru meu, dorința mea...
Nu ajunge, dragostea nu ajunge.
Ce drăguță este violența ta,
ce frumoasă este compasiunea*.
Iubitule iubirea mea vine la tine.
Până la moarte am să te urmăresc, n-am să te las.
 
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The Kashubian lakes

The one who wants to spend a good vacation
Should go to Kashubian forest
The good Kashubian people
Will help him there in case of any trouble.
 
The Kashubian lakes, the Kashubian forest
Kashubian, Kashubian people are calling us!
The Kashubian lakes, the Kashubian forest
Kashubian, Kashubian people are calling us!
 
The one who does not know where it is
Should only go to Gdynia
And stamp their feet
And everyone will tell him the good direction
 
The Kashubian lakes, the Kashubian forest
Kashubian, Kashubian people are calling us!
The Kashubian lakes, the Kashubian forest
Kashubian, Kashubian people are calling us!
 
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I Wish I Was The Perfume

I wish I was the perfume
That you put on your hair
In every breath of yours
To get into your heart.
 
I wanted to be your sister
I wanted to be your sister, my love
Opa, opa, little to fight me.
 
Because you are more beautiful
Because you are more beautiful my love
Because you are more beautiful
My little one, you are angry
Opa, opa, my little one, you are angry.
 

When the Sun Goes Down

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Boom Boom, folly is bred, gunshots on the housefront
The youths go all out, they stomp down on the pedal
It goes vroom vroom, folly bro, another one buried
The slum's sick, it infects me and drives me insane
Heyo wake up, warning, revolt in the city
the folk is cooking, bubbling over, sets fire to the government
and a bucnha weapons spins around amongst the children
and drugs and violence has become a part of the everyday life.
 
Hey, I can't sleep any longer
Everything is revealed to me when the sun goes down
I can't dream myself away
I see problems under my eyelid
 
I can't sleep any longer
Everyhing is revealedto me when the sun goes down
I see problems under my eyelid
 
I can't stop yelling
I close my eyes and see as the dark clouds accumulate
I wonder why the road has to be filled with holes
we grow up with the feeling that we've already lost
see you where it's sought out
 
And you answer, shit yeah,
do you see what i see, yo i watch as the hatred is ripened
drugs in the area, i see my brother overdose
watch how they plan, calculate every single move, yeah
turn us into criminals
 
man, are they wise
they rob the youth and run from the check
where sgall they go now that the playground is demolished
you sit, beaten and threatened,
in handcuffs
 
Heyo bro i
see how small problems become big ones
mother's tears run down her cheeks as she screams out
another one buried that died where he was settled
i want to close my eyes and not watch but there's no way to snooze, no, becasue
 
i can't sleep any longer
everything is revealed to me when the sun goes down
i can't dream myself away
i see problems under my eyelid
 
i can't sleep any longer
everything is revealed to me when the sun goes down
i can't dream myself away
no, no, no
 
When the sun sets the vultures start to circle
the pigs are on lookout and the wolves increase in numbers
warm blood becomes cold when the drugs pollute
there's more weapons and the violence escalates
 
everywhere you see folk that rush
from the center to the city's branches
the soul itself is no longer prioritized
but that's nothing that the media reflects on
 
some have rot in their roots, difficult out here to bloom
when they lay down the tactics on how to play
we are only pawns in the game, nothing more
on the bottom of a pyramid where life isn't valued
 
and stress wears me down like a ton of bricks
i go on and wait for me to detonate
there must be other ways to live
in my dreams i see a people, unified
 
i can't sleep any longer
everything is revealed to me when the sun goes down
i can't dream myself away
i see problems under my eyelid
 
i can't sleep any longer
everything is revealed to me when the sun goes down
i can't dream myself away
(can't dream myself away)
(can't dream myself away)
(can't dream myself away)
(can't dream myself away)
 

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You will make a real star
Non-acid song and clip uneasy
Do you want to get on a blue TV?
My ideas are yours! W-e!
 
The girl comes in at night to the bar, and there cops-Lilliputians
A drunken centaur sings on a stage in golden sneakers shod
The girl looks, and instead of bottles - syringes and white powder
The spectator understands: she is a drug addict, she has a galicocidal shock!
 
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In the middle of the forest there is a coffin, and in it there is a naked beauty
Left - a white angel, on the right - a black angel
They drink vodka
The moth flies and carries scales, suddenly a lightning bolt from the sky: BA-BAKH!!!
The man wakes up, the bass sounds, and she has a black heart in her hands!
 
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Giraffe on the roof of TSUM, shooting is from a helicopter
He jumps with a parachute and pours out during the flight
She flies to the Regional Executive Committee, enters the red cabinet
He sits down in an armchair, and on the wall Grigorievich hangs a portrait!
 
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And now - with Jyudi!!!
 
Bouagagaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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