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Snow
04:24
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“I don’t know, let’s wait and see”
That is what you said to me
On that evening, in my sleep
I could also gently weep
“I don’t know, let’s wait and see”
Glassy eyes avoiding me
Take your stuff out of the trunk
Hug me later, when you’re drunk
I thought it’s true
It was ice cold and blue
Words in the snow
We’ll never know
But I know how I feel about this
There will always be something I miss
But I know how I feel about this
There will always be something I missed
I thought it’s true
It was ice cold and blue
Words in the snow
We’ll never know
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2. |
Red Flag
03:18
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Light up your cigarette into the night, Your Honour.
And then we might start to see your face
Incredibly small steps
Incredibly slow
200 thousand years ago
Pet the dog and leave
Took some books you’ll never read…again.
No words, they might ruin up everything we worked for
And then we might need to start again
Red flags will not change the world
Anymore
Flags will not change my world
Red flags will not change the world
Anymore
You changed my world
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3. |
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Ar trebui să-mi cumpăr o pereche de aripi
Daca-aș ști că acesta-i locul ce mă ține în loc.
Ar trebui să trag cu o săgeată în soare
Dacă-ar încerca să mă orbească de tot.
Și le-aș face, le-aș face pe toate îndată
Ce-aș observa că urmeaza să mor,
Dar la fel ca și soarele, câteodată,
Voi încerca să m-ascund într-un nor.
Aș stropi cu-acid și sare o parte din mine,
Daca-aș ști care din ele ma urăște mai mult.
Am strigat printre dinți, prin ochi, prin gând către tine,
Să îmi spui ceva ce cred că merită să ascult.
Și le-aș face, le-aș face pe toate îndată
Ce-aș observa că urmeaza să mor,
Dar la fel ca și soarele, câteodată,
Voi încerca să m-ascund într-un nor.
Ar fi bun acum un zâmbet și un fum de țigară,
Dar mișcarea-i un prilej de erori, presupun.
Dacă-ar fi mai cald aici, în mine, și afară,
Aș da jos, pe rând, tot ce vreau să spun, dar amân.
Și le-aș face, le-aș face pe toate îndată
Ce-aș observa că urmeaza să mor,
Dar la fel ca și soarele, câteodată,
Voi încerca să m-ascund într-un nor.
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4. |
Starfish
02:58
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Wanting stuff you see around
There, a starfish on the ground!
Oh darling, you
know what you’re supposed to do.
Pick it up and run away
Where there’s no one in the way
It’s easy to chew
On its legs of poisoned glue
Throw up coloured tears and fake a laughter
Try to add a small amount of banter
Though,
Here’s what I saw:
Starfish let her wish
That once the curtain’s down
She’ll be the perfect dish
For an inspired mind / and
Lip-stick makes him sip
With caution all her time
But please, please make it quick
And finish mine.
Light up in circles
(Light up in circles my dear)
Watch out: hallucinations!
Too little time
(Too little time to stay here)
Not to disappoint someone.
Throw up coloured tears and fake a laughter
Maybe add a small amount of banter
Though,
Here’s what I saw:
Starfish let her wish
That once the curtain’s down
She’ll be the perfect dish
For an inspired mind / and
Lip-stick makes him sip
With caution all her time
But please, please make it quick
And finish mine.
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5. |
Tu
02:56
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Nu-mi mai imaginez nimic
Nu se mai poate-așa
Îmi voi lua ce mi-a lipsit
Nu se mai poate-așa
Tu ai fost întotdeauna X 2
Una cu zâmbetul larg și cu soarele-n ochi
Tu stai cu soarele-n ochi
Tu stai cu soarele-n ochi
Dar totuși vezi ce trebuie
Tu nu știi să stai pe loc
Dar tot îmi dai ce-mi trebuie
Invidia mea s-a transformat (Ești de)
Invidia mea s-a transformat
Ești de admirat
Ai văzut tot ce era de văzut
Ai simtit tot ce era de simțit
Spune-mi și mie cum e
Tu ai fost întotdeauna X 2
Una cu zâmbetul larg și cu soarele-n ochi
Tu stai cu soarele-n ochi
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6. |
Home
02:49
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Why did it stop?
There’s nothing when I’m looking up.
Where did it go?
I guess that I will never know
Let the writers do their writing
And the trees grow as tall as they want
I will wait here undecided
Until someone brings me…
They know all we know but they say it smart
They feel how we feel but they show it hard
They go all the way down to hell and back
There isn’t a shortcut. It’s not your head.
Let the writers do their writing
And the trees grow as tall as they want
I will wait here undecided
Until someone brings me…
How did it go?
Your interview some days ago
What did they ask?
Why your last job didn’t last?
Let the writers do their writing
And the trees grow as tall as they want
I will wait here undecided
Until someone brings me…
They know all we know but they say it smart
They feel how we feel but they show it hard
They go all the way down to hell and back
There isn’t a shortcut. It’s not your head.
Let the writers do their writing
And the trees grow as tall as they want
I will wait here undecided
Until someone brings me…
Home
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7. |
Disco Ball
04:09
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Don’t send me sad songs
Send me sad songs
You
Sensitive soul
‘Cause sad songs won’t do me
No good anymore
I’ve tried them all out
Smooth and aloud
Smooth and aloud
They won’t touch me now
So please allow yourself to dance with me
On whatever the DJ plays
Be my disco ball in colours
Because I like them all together
You know I do
Don’t throw away your thoughts
You never know
Who’d need them to go
Away from where they’d been
Some time ago
But we share secrets
Without a clue
Science says that too
Oh, you boy of glue
So please allow yourself to dance with me
On whatever the DJ plays
Be my disco ball in colours
Because I like them all together
You know I do
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8. |
Armour
04:30
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Light: Burning down your armour
Of steel
Night: Breaks in two his arrows
Of love
Hopes set too high are buried
Too soon
Loss of long-lasting things will cross
The moon
No, I shouldn’t try to guess
I’m OK if I know less
About you
Stare with despair
There’s no one there
I’m good at consuming secrets like
A whale with a huge appetite
No, I shouldn’t try to guess
I’m OK if I know less
About you
Stare with despair
There’s no one there
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9. |
Ascult descult
04:43
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Calc pe sticla aburită de respirația ta
Știu că se va sparge
Atunci când gânduri cântăresc prea mult
Știu că se va sparge
Nu te opri să respiri
Și-atunci nici eu nu mă voi opri
Să calc în picioare
Cu tot ce sunt peste tot ce-ai vrut să fiu
Când nu aveam răbdare
Cad pe gura încolțită în fantezia mea
Știu că mă va trage
În locuri cu sclipici și fum
Știu că mă va trage
Cât cântărește un cântec trist acum,
Când nu mai am de ce să-l cânt?
Ia-l cu tine când nu ai altceva
De luat
Mai mult
Mi-ai spus
S-ascult
Ascult desculț, ascult desculț
Și iau cu mine ce mi-ai dat
Merg tot mai sus, merg tot mai sus
Și am cu mine ce mi-ai dat
Cât cântărește un cântec trist acum,
Când nu mai am de ce să-l cânt?
Ia-l cu tine când nu ai altceva
De luat
Mai mult
Mi-ai spus
S-ascult
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