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Intoxication and illumination

Intoxication from sorrow, illumination by the low, dim candles, —
We didn’t suspect, expect we’d connect on the earth or in heavens.
Blood coursing onto the earth, love sourcing such flowers to take root
That threatening would spring the black-hearted sting of the beaut[y].
And in the persistent deserts, the earth of our creation,
Suddenly, we’d each other find melding in desire and elation.
For sadness and madness, for pain and thunders, perhaps in requital,
The exaltation of Volition, it is I who placed you on the pedestal.
 

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Трамп - Президент из преисподней

Что-то случилось в преисподней
Ведь прибыл Трамп и дьявол запел
Все проклятые люди воодушевлены им и поют:
 
Вуху, наш Господь здесь
Вуху, он снизошел к нам
Вуху, ему отсюда не сбежать
Вуху, и мы славим его
 
Сначала он был шокирован,
Но потом взялся за дело.
Потом он встретил Гитлера,
Пообщался с ним,
И Гитлер поздравил его с отличной работой президентом,
И все проклятые кричат:
 
Вуху, наш Господь здесь
Вуху, он снизошел к нам
Вуху, ему отсюда не сбежать
Вуху, и мы славим его
 
Вуху, наш Господь здесь
Вуху, он снизошел к нам
Вуху, ему отсюда не сбежать
Вуху, и мы славим его
 
Гитлер и Трамп оказались лучшими друзьями,
До самого конца, которого не будет, навсегда,
И все проклятые снова славят его:
 
Вуху, наш Господь здесь
Вуху, он снизошел к нам
Вуху, ему отсюда не сбежать
Вуху, и мы славим его
 

And you forget

It takes heart to roam the weekends alone
a heavy body to step and make the pain* uncomfortable
life has a masochistic heart to bribe you
in a ridiculous balance it charges* its company
 
I left you behind in some seat
having conversation and laughing
roads without return, two-way arrows
debilitate me and you forget
 
Night's game of tag, like a horror story
with the barking dog and shadow of the police man
in my stream you incidentally become a passer-by
It takes heart to throw yourself in the hands of fraud
 
I left you behind in some seat
having conversation and laughing
roads without return, two-way arrows
debilitate me and you forget
 
*the embodiment of the pain this person feels
**as in to charge a fee
 

It's all about her

If you roam around roofs at night,
The password is love.
If stars grow a little closer,
The answer is love.
 
Until all pain is lost, until the meaning is clear:
Whose are you? Whose are you?
He must've been the best
While he was with her.
 
[Chorus:]
It's all about her. It's all about him.
It all happened this way, had nothing to do with you.
The words will ring from the news bulletins:
'It's all about him. It's all about her.'
 
If the wind enters through a window,
The password is love.
If no one answers you there,
The answer is love.
 
If he left only for a second,
He doesn't belong to anyone anymore.
Maybe you even heard something
About him, about her.
 
[Chorus:]
It's all about her. It's all about him.
It all happened this way, had nothing to do with you.
The words will ring from the news bulletins:
'It's all about him. It's all about her.'
 
Not in time to say goodbye,
Not done singing your story,
Don't promise anything,
Don't say 'love'.
 
[Chorus:]
It's all about her. It's all about him.
It all happened this way, had nothing to do with you.
The words will ring from the news bulletins:
'It's all about him. It's all about her.'
 
It's all about her. It's all about him.
It all happened this way, had nothing to do with you.
The words will ring from the news bulletins:
'It's all about him. It's all about her.'
 
It's all about him...
 
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Night of Peace

Night of peace, night of love,
On every side all is sleeping;
Among the stars that scatter their light
Beautiful announcing the child Jesus,
The star of peace shines,
The star of peace shines.
 
Night of peace, night of love
On every side all is sleeping
Keeping vigil alone in the darkness,
Are the shepherds in the field.
And the star of Bethlehem,
And the star of Bethlehem.
 
Night of peace, night of love
On every side all is sleeping.
Over the holy child Jesus
A star scatters its light,
Shines over the King,
Shines over the King.
 
Night of peace, night of love
On every side all is sleeping;
The faithful keeping vigil there in Bethlehem,
The shepherds, the mother as well
And the star of peace,
And the star of peace.