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Tonight

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If this night is over
I will be scared that I can not see you
 
This forever clean light of your eyes
Familiar feeling of touches
The face that looked at me and smiled
I don't see you anymore
 
On my day
You are here
On your day
I am here
This month
I remember you
With me together
And now you are absent
 
Closing my eyes
It is like the time we spent together
Closing my eyes again
I think that I will remember only happy moments
 
If this night is over
I will be scared that I can not see you
If this night is over
I am scared that i will be alone
 
UHGOOD

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Више лирицс транслатионс

The painter of women and suns

The painter of women and suns
abandoning himself with a stubborn clarity
made his last voyage, already very much alone
over the Atlantic
and was buried when he arrived.
The painter, brilliant as the moon,
with his long hair, and his beard encrusted with dust,
spit cancer from a painting
and set the date of his farewell.
 
And he kept on loving
even though he was not loved, perhaps, not as a human being
And he kept on learning
the path of solitude at every moment
And he left in the company of mysterious beings
with his long hair and his beard encrusted with dust,
crying out over their souls
while the pious ones made the sign of the cross.
And he had no churches,
but there were something like altars to love
among his canvases.
And in this fantastical world, he went communing
on his way to the Universe.
 
The painter of streaming light
inscribed his final marks
in sorrow and despair.
And left what remained to his friends,
asking them only for a wall to hang it on.
 

The Town Sheikh (Possessed)

Listen to me, this boy
was treated at the town Sheikh,
the Sheikh doctor carefully read the Surat al-Falaq to him (2),
tell him, oh Mr. Sheikh of the youth,
he said, safety, safety, safety (3),
treat and cure us and this boy
from the jinn (4) and all the curses.
 
Safety, safety, safety, safety, safety, safety.
 
Oh sheikh pray in the honor of god and all that rises above me,
safety, safety, safety, safety.
 
On the bed his body ascended when his mom was calling,
'oh Shiekh what happened with this boy, he's not remembering, what is he? a slave? (to the demon) (5)
he returned to consciousness, opened his eyes, and screamed
oh mama! oh mama!
Safety!
 
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In the country in which I was born

In the country in which I was born
And in which I`ve spent my first years
There`s my whole world
My heart and my life
 
In the country in which I was born
In the country in which I was born
In the country in which I was born
In the country in which I was born
 
I`m waiting for a happier day
Too see (again) my house and its verandah
And the sunlit path
Which lost itself toward the spring
 
And since then lots and lots of years
Which in exile they got lost
Painfully the thought carries me
In the country in which
Towards the country in which
 
In the country in which I was born
Today everything's sad and silenced
There are no nightgales
There`re no more choirs and violins
 
In the country in which I was born
In the country in which I was born
 
Today a cold autumn is present there
And all my brothers are crying in my country
There are tears that won`t run dry
So long pagans live in it
But there`ll come a spring
As it came before
And I`ll go back again
In the country in which
In the country in which
In the country in which
 
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Such Is Captialism

She was poor, but so honest,
she was the pride of her childhood home,
but a rich man got lustful,
and then he took her virtue.
 
Such is capitalism,
ingratitude is the wage of the poor,
it’s a paradise for the rich, but
I think it’s a damn shame.
 
When she went to a party,
she met him on his hunt for girls.
She said 'I've never gotten any'
she never should have said that.
 
Such is capitalism,
ingratitude is the wage of the poor,
it’s a paradise for the rich, but
I think it’s a damn shame.
 
She took the train to the city,
to hide her fall.
Now she solicits on the streets,
four crowns1 for a fuck.
 
Such is capitalism,
ingratitude is the wage of the poor,
it’s a paradise for the rich, but
I think it’s a damn shame.
 
Look at the little house with thatched roof,
where her old mother lives,
eats caviar with pleasure,
lives in excess from her daughter's whoring.
 
Such is capitalism,
ingratitude is the wage of the poor,
it’s a paradise for the rich, but
I think it’s a damn shame.
 
Now the girl solicits on Strøget,2
clad in leather bags and tulle.
She's landed right in the dirt,
it's the old bastard's fault.
 
Such is capitalism,
ingratitude is the wage of the poor,
it’s a paradise for the rich, but
I think it’s a damn shame.
 
She has corns on her behind,
she has scabies - and that thing, you know.
So she jumps in the channel,
no more whoring - yes, that was that.
 
  • 1. Danish kroner, literally 'crowns'
  • 2. Central street in Copenhagen