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Love and Pain

Verse 1.
Running away from fate
You don't hide your eyes
We were there somewhere
And now the winter is noisy
 
Chorus:
Running away from yourself
You're going to a dead end
And I'm kissing someone else
I remember your eyes (x2)
 
Verse 2.
Along with cigarette smoke
My soul is burning out
You will fall in love again
But you don't know like I do
 
Chorus:
(But) who said that time heals
And where is the cure for this pain
Only the cold whispers to me softly
Your wound will not heal (x2)
 
Verse 3.
And when in a few years
I will meet your eyes
Smiling, I'll say 'hello'
And my pain will end
 
Chorus:
But you will never know
What it means to live without you
I wish you happiness
You are my love and my pain (x2)
 
Loss.
 
Chorus:
But you will never know
What it means to live without you
I wish you happiness
You are my love and my pain
 

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Мое солнце

ты существуете в моей жизни
закончится, горе и проблема
ты существуете в моей жизни
Все печали заблудятся.
 
Моя жизнь, Мое солнце..
Моя жизнь, счастье - моя слеза.
Возьмите меня с вашей грудью, что случится!!
Пусть моя тревога жизни пройдет
 
Не уходи, оставайся у меня
Будь бесконечным на этом теле
Я-не забуду , если ты идешь
Я несу тебя, постоянно в моем сердце.
 

Fire My Pulse Up

When I'm in highs
on the track in a straight line,
infernal roar of the motor -
my evil drug.
My pulse, my pulse,
fire my pulse up!
 
All the posts follow me,
but I like it,
Pull down my own three hundred lightly.
My pulse, my pulse,
fire my pulse up.
 
Uuuu, girls, shall we begin?
Uh, will we start now?
Oh, Yeah!!!
Light my pulse,
turn me on.
Oh, Yeah, baby!
Oh, Yeah.
Light my pulse.
Here it is, the eternal drive.
Oh, Yeah, baby.
 
Naked jump
from the plane down,
but here is the lady
with the body 'just holy shit'
My pulse is my pulse,
fire my pulse up.
 
Do you think it's a scare?
But not even close.
No I just
I'm waiting for the moment.
My pulse is my pulse,
fire my pulse up.
 
Uuuu, girls, shall we begin?
Uh, will we start now?
Oh, Yeah!!!
Fire my pulse up,
turn me on.
Oh, Yeah, baby!
Oh, Yeah.
Fire my pulse up.
Here it is, the eternal drive.
Oh, Yeah, baby.
 
To get the fire,
we collected a gang and lit -
and could kick everyone's ass.
When I'm on my way
or I beat the platform,
adrenaline starts to thorn the veins.
We can kick ass too.
Uh, Woah,
fire my pulse up
in an endless buzz
and understand, we gave the world
drive.
 
Oh, Yeah,
fire my pulse up,
fire me up
Oh, Yeah, baby.
Oh, Yeah
Light my pulse,
here it is, the eternal buzz
Oh, Yeah, baby!
 
Oh, Yeah,
light my pulse,
tun me on
Oh, Yeah, baby.
Oh, Yeah
fire my pulse up
Here it is, the eternal buzz
Oh, Yeah.
So, guys, shake the whole room!
 
Tibor from QS-FB
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The Hora (Dance) of Union

Let's give hand to hand
Those with the Romanian heart,
Let's turn the hora of brotherhood
On the land of Romania!
 
May the bad grass in the cultures perish!
May perish the enmity in the country!
Between us be no more
But flowers and humanity!
 
Hey Walachian, hey neighbor,
Come to catch me with me,
And to life with union
And to death with brotherhood!
 
Where there is one, there is not power
In needs and in pain,
Where are the two, the power grows,
And the enmity does not increase!
 
We are both of a mother,
Of a nature and of a kind,
Like two fir trees in a stalk,
Like two eyes in a light.
 
We both have a name,
Both a destiny in the world.
I am brother to you, you are brother to me,
In us two a soul beats!
 
Come to Milcov with hurry
To dry it out in a sip,
So that the big road pass
Over our old borders,
 
And so that the holy sun see
In a day of feast
Our brotherly hora
On the Romanian plain!
 

To fly at night

I transport letters, dreams in the stars
I am a postman of the sky for the Aéropostale
I look at the world through my aeroplane
It's beautiful, from up here we all look the same
I dream in my lonely sky
That we may all be a bit more united
 
To fly at night like St Exupéry
To see the world from above without looking down on it
To fly at night, to see what unites us
To make it known that we are all equal
 
Seen from above these borders, these lines that separate us
Are only drawings, only lines on the map
Behind, in each house, people are dreaming, people love each other
It's beautiful, seen from a plane, we all look the same
I think about it in my empty sky
Below civil wars are breaking out
 
To fly at night like St Exupéry
To see the world from above without looking down on it
To fly at night, to see what unites us
To make it known that men are all equal
 
If I were to crash, I wouldn't regret a thing
I was made to plant flowers in a garden
Some nights it is as though I can hear in the cockpit
Something like a child's voice among the parasites
A child who says please... mister, draw me the earth
 
(Draw me... the earth)
(Draw me... the earth)
 
To fly at night like St Exupéry
To see the world from above without looking down on it
To fly at night, to see what unites us
To dream in the shadow about the world waking up