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Hatred

Did you know?
They say, your life flashes before your eyes before you die.
True that, here we call that “life”.
 
Fuck your father’s woman you motherfucking child.
Dishonour you as two lame pennies.
Pee your father’s face,
And shave your mother’s head.
Declare you traitor of civilization, you can’t go out in public.
 
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
 
You animalborn filth,
curse you soon.
Fuck your soul.
Die such a place that they won’t find your body for five years.
Your family become miserable, they wander around with your photo.
Animals gnaw in your corpse.
Though animal ,that eats you, will die too.
If a dog were to shit your face,
The next day, the dog would say “Lord, take me, I’ve never been ashamed in my life before, God.”
You fucking punk, you idiot motherfucking son of a bitch.
What kind of species are you?
Fuck the mother of that confering you citizenship.
Cum on the face of that treated you like human.
Be a drag queen, fall into a bordello,
Relatives from your village come to shoot you.
They fuck you first, then shout you.
The one sees your face cry.
Fall into an alley, okay? Fuck me if i give a lentil soup to you.
If they say “Donate fifty pennies, this fucker’s life will be saved.”
If i do, call me a bastard son.
 
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
 
You know, there is a village far ahead,
Put the village on your ass.
Village folks make your mother belly dancer well, too.
Make her wriggle in the square.
Make your mother hypnotized and fall in love with you,
Escape from your mother in rest of your life.
Can’t catch each other’s eyes,
You son of a bitch.
I hope you will die tomorrow, three people join your funeral,
Even they can’t find four, can’t carry your coffin.
Fucking dope-faced idiot.
You fucking poor.
Aah, fuck you fucking fuck.
Boy, hope you can’t get a chance,
Your kin can’t get a chance.
Shit your home.
Put watermelon rind your fucking ass.
With that situation, hang you in the middle of Taksim Square.
Underline it “That’s the result of being a son of a bitch.”
People wandering hold it up as an example.
You son of a bitch.
Fuck your father’s son’s mother.
You liar son of a bitch.
Fuck your medulla, you fucking bastard.
The day you die, I’ll give NASA money.
I’ll say: “Throw away this bastard’s corpse from this planet!”
I’ll make you offspring watch the rocket launch.
 
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
Fuck your fucking offspring you motherfucking idiot.
 

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There Were Five Wild Swans

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There were once five wild swans there
The swans were white - beautiful and bright.
There were once five wild swans there
The swans were white - beautiful and bright.
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None were seen there again - yes.
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None were seen again.
 
Once five young birch trees did grow there,
green and fresh on the rivers' bank.
Once five young birch trees did grow there,
green and fresh on the rivers' bank.
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None had stood there in bloom - yes.
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None had stood in bloom.
 
Once five young men had passed by there
proud and brave - into battle gone
Once five young men had passed by there
proud and brave - into battle gone
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None had returned home again - yes.
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None had returned home .
 
Once five young girls had grown up there
slim and pretty at the Memel´s bank
Once five young girls had grown up there
slim and pretty at the Memel´s bank
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None did weave a bridal wreath -yes.
'Sing, sing, what has happened?'
None did weave a wreath.
 
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Near you

When I saw you,
I was afraid and didn't understand.
The ground became soft like a sponge, I wanted to run away.
I don't know why I ran.
Because of the fear... maybe.
Our love may be unlikely,
But we are going to try to overcome these adversities,
This is part of love.
Time will tell us if we are wrong.
I want to stay near you.
Where you go, I'll go with you.
Our love may be unlikely,
But we are going to try to overcome these adversities,
This is part of love.
Time will tell us if we are wrong.
I want to stay near you.
Where you go, I'll go with you.
 

The Mardi Gras Song

Mardi Gras1, where do you come from?
All around the bottom of the glass?
 
We come from England, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
We come from England,
All around the bottom of the glass!2
 
Mardi Gras, what are you bringing with you?
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
I'm bringing a weary bottle, oh my dear,
Oh my dear
I'm only bringing a weary bottle
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the bottle is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Only half is left, oh my dear
Oh my dear,
Only half is left,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the half is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Only the full glass is left, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
Only the full glass is left.
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the full glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
There is only half a glass, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
There is only half a glass,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the half glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass,
And the half glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
There are only the dregs, oh my dear
Oh my dear,
There are only the dregs,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the dregs, we won't drink, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
And the dregs, we won't drink,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Hello to the master and the mistress,
We ask you for a little something
We ask you for the oldest daughter
We're going to make her do something nice
We're going to make her warm up her feet3
 
  • 1. Mardi Gras means Fat Tuesday, the last day before Lent but also refers to the costumed people also called 'masqués' (masked ones)
  • 2. There's a variant that goes, 'Tout à l'entour du fond d'hiver' (All around the end of winter)
  • 3. By getting her to dance!

Just a latin american guy

I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
No important relatives
And coming from the country
 
But I've got a radio song in my head
In which an old composer from Bahia told me:
'All is divine, all is wonderful'
 
I've been listening to a lot of records
I've been talking to people
I've been walking my walk
Talk, tunes, around the night
And I don't have a single friend
That still believes that
Everything changes
With all the reason
 
I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
No important relatives
And coming from the country
 
But I know everything's forbidden
Rather, I wanted to say that everything's allowed
Even kissing you in the dark of the movie theater
When no one sees us
 
Don't ask me to write you
A song as one should
Correct, white, smooth
Very clean, very light
Sounds, words, are razors
And I can't sing as it's suited
Without hurting anyone
 
But don't worry, my friend
With the horrors I tell you
This is just a song
Life really is different
I mean, life is much worse
 
I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
Please
Don't draw your gun in the saloon
I'm just the singer
 
But if after singing
You still want to shoot me
Kill me quickly,
In the afternoon, at three
Because at night
I have an appointment
And I can't miss it
Because of you all
 
I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
No important relatives
And coming from the country
But I know nothing is divine
Nothing, nothing is wonderful
Nothing, nothing is secret
Nothing, nothing is mysterious, no
 
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