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I’d Say It Was You

For many days my friends
had wanted to get me out of the house
and yesterday at night
they dragged me
to a new place
with home-made pizzas.
They really liked it:
there’s Italian music playing,
there are colourful chairs
around every table.
Someone orders
the best of wines à la carte.
And when I take the first sip,
there it hits me,
like the tip of a sword:
a voice I wasn’t expecting.
I’d say it was you,
a few tables more further back,
dining with someone whom I don’t know.
I’d swear it was you;
you were talking about work
and you were laughing with the one
whom I don’t know.
And it’s so strange,
and it’s so absurd.
I daren’t turn my head;
I don’t want it to be you.
 
And I notice that my friends
drag on the conversation
and talk about summer
and I don’t know what about Formentera1.
I can only hear
a voice
that drives me into despair.
I remember you
in a black-and-white photo,
dancing among the street lights.
I remember you
when we jumped over the fire2,
and the world was small,
and that love immense.
And it’s so strange,
and it’s so absurd.
I daren’t turn my head;
I don’t want it to be you.
 
You don’t know how many times
I thought back to that table3.
I hear you and I turn around
and I go to say hello.
I introduce myself
to the guy who accompanies you
and I tell you that you’re looking fine,
and I tell you that you’re really beautiful.
And the world disappears
with that glance.
What’s left is my fear, you and me.
And I see life taking another turn
and I tell you in a broken voice:
'I’d be so happy,
if we go home together'4.
 
  • 1.
  • 2. The Sant Joan tradition in Catalonia: if lovers jump seven times over the fire, holding each other’s hand, they’ll be happy ever after
  • 3. ...and what's next is probably his imagination, kind of wishful thinking...
  • 4. This conditional phrase is ungrammatical, but so it the phrase in Catalan. I've translated it in the same manner

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Mother Earth

Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Agbado rin hoho wa le
 
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Agbado rin hoho wa le
 
Ile aye wa
Edje amoura si
Ile aye wa
Itche gbogbo wa ni
 
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Agbado rin hoho wa le
 
Ile aye wa
Edje amoura si
Ile aye wa
Itche gbogbo wa ni
 
More than ever cradle me
wrap me like a warm hug
more than ever talk to me
feed me,
Mother Earth
 
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Agbado rin hoho wa le
 
Ile aye wa
Edje amoura si
Ile aye wa
Itche gbogbo wa ni
 
More than ever cradle me
wrap me like a warm hug
more than ever talk to me
feed me,
Mother Earth
 
The warm nights of August
sometimes they wear an exotic smile
of a joyful and intense Africa
violated, abused and offended
maternal and fair
 
More than ever cradle me
and wrap me like a warm hug
more than ever talk to me
feed me,
Mother Earth
 
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Orire ni t’agbado
Agbado rin hoho wa le
Agbado rin hoho wa le
 
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Ветер на улицах

Существует ветер на улицах и любовь в моей голове
Древние дожди в полночь
Поют тихо,медленно
Тот, который я соскучилась, сейчас очень далеко
 
Дни были оживленными, жизнь была прекрасна
Дни проходили со смехом
Мои руки не могут добраться, я не могу трогать
Тот, который я соскучилась, сейчас очень далеко
 
Он также соскучился мой дорогой
Он чувствовал себя очень холодно без меня
Она так пишет в своем последнем письме
 
Он также соскучился мой дорогой
Он всегда плакал без меня
Она так пишет в своем последнем письме
 

Tabor Goes Into the Sky

I don't fuckin' believe in people 'n fish,
Cuz people aren't close, 'n the fish aren't sincere.
It seemed that erasers r over in police stations,
To clean our fuckin' criminal cases.
It seemed we're in da box under gound, if no one've seen us,
Or we r each in our dandruff, clearly, peaceful.
Clealy in da world, changing shoes,
Kerya measured kilometer on da gelding,
'N in my dick, like in Boeing, has a lot of passengers.
Here they'll lose ur body alive and quickly,
Then tell us who's profit here.
If 5 in front of and 3 in behind - folded,
Simple arithmetic.
I saw, like many people r tagged as presidents
I saw the tabor goes into the sky.
'N souls of those who didn't become president r behind it.
'N legs's the first what'll taked out.
The most terrible thing 2 forget r folks, password 'n login,
'N as u don't try, Maisan,
No one'll bend u in doggy style.
If I have a couple fuckin' millions, if a couple fuckin' millions I have,
I would change them without lookin'. Oh, wait! Don't change.
 
Tabor goes into the sky,
I plundered even where I wasn't.
There was cleverier thoughts in ma head, guys,
But I'm so stupid that I'm fit 4 deputies.
Stop, removed from the fuse,
The guilty verdict on 105 aticle.
The pistol with muffler hid under the table
'N in general, visually, I'm suspicious.
The forces of the Ministry of Internal Affairs r evil forces,
Tails, horns, hooves, pitchfork.
'N when the policeman's at home, the cattle r dying, the milk's sour.
'N we immediately, after the imprisonment, again,
Leave the blood on the ceramic tile.
Investigator'll raise an eyebrow in surprise,
That we managed 2 hide in an unknown direction.
Here those who even was on the Titanic'll say it's OK,
Those who'll add bass in Russian folk songs.
'N we don't save our time when we break watches.
This gangster university, guys,
Kaspiyskiy, guys, Gruz,
And our view in our point of view's correct,
The old pistol, the leg in the floor, the 63rd was measured.
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Divine eyes

Divine eyes that every time they look at me
provoke fantasies, provoke temptation
divine eyes that every time they look at me
I forget about life and I lose the heart
 
Always when I fall into your net, the poison of your honey
hurts me and makes me good, you´re a sweet addiction
that becomes the seduction and anxiety inside me
later you leave, you leave, you leave, you leave
leaving me on the lips the story of this love
you always leave, you leave, you leave, you leave
leaving in my soul the sight and goodbye
 
Divine eyes that every time they look at me
provoke fantasies, provoke temptation
divine eyes that every time they look at me
I forget about life and I lose the heart
 
Yeii yeii yeii eeh
 
Every time when I see you coming, I know I´ll fall again
in your subtle game, you´re my weakness
and I always want more from your lips and your evil
later you leave, you leave, you leave, you leave
leaving me on the lips the story of this love
you always leave, you leave, you leave, you leave
leaving in my soul the sight and goodbye
 
Divine eyes that every time they look at me
provoke fantasies, provoke temptation
divine eyes that every time they look at me
I forget about life and I lose the heart
 
Yeii yeii yeii eeh
 
Always when I fall into your net, the poison of your honey
you´re a sweet addiction that becomes the seduction
 
Yeaah, you got beautiful eyes, spanish girl yeah,
beautiful eyes, beautiful eyes, beautiful eyes yeah
beautiful eyes, beautiful eyes, beautiful eyes yeah
 
Divine eyes that every time they look at me
provoke fantasies, provoke temptation
divine eyes that every time they look at me
I forget about life and I lose the heart
 
Yeii yeii yeii eeh