Siddharta - Nespodobno opravilo
Tekst :
Strah v slovo du¹i libero zaspi
in v temi nad rjuho udari v glavo.
Spet v nedogled ena misel tli,
v¾ge jo Njena biti, me nagovori.
Brez vsake dlake na jeziku sam,
ji solze na obrazu bri¹em in izdam
demo ji plan:
Lep kozarec in notri vino,
roka mi za vrat drsi,
naj se dere, naj nori,
ve zakaj pri¹la je. Zakaj pri¹la je.
A ne vidim kar se zdi, kot v megli.
V dan izgine tema, naju ne izda,
objeta sredi sobe vidiva le dva.
Dva, ki svojo senco meèeta v svet,
ki za oba nastaja, ko se dela spet
plan za novi dan:
Lep kozarec in notri vino,
roka mi za vrat drsi,
vse to vidi le spomin,
le spominu daje, spominu daje.
In derem se naglas, plezam na drevo,
v momentu padem dol, naj ponovim:
¹e enkrat derem se naglas, plezam na drevo,
na vrhu ¾e sedim, ko naju vidim in v rokah
lep kozarec in notri vino,
roka ¾e za vrat dr¾i,
tisto kar rosi oèi,
slika najina je, le najina je.
Vse zaman, vse zaman, vse zaman...
Vse zaman, vse zaman...
Ker ne vidim kar se zdi, le mislim si. Inne utwory
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Fire shines through my liquid sunlight
Thoughts of those I love hurt my head
And with another gulp I ll wash them
down to stop them spinning me round
I smell the scent of your bitterness so sweet
Caress your body caressing my need
The colours of gold that...
Mary gets up at six in the morning
she runs herself a bath while she s brushing her teeth
six thirty she s styled and dressed
in the kind of rag she layed out before she went to sleep
noone s there but a cup full of coffee
bored she...
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Shoot, shoot, shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up
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Tuppen og Lillemor, bor gård i gård,
Begge har øyne blå, lysegult hår,
Sløyfer i flettene, sløyfer på sko
Forkle med lommer i, har de begge to
Hjem fra skolen pent hånd i hånd
Daglig de knytter evig vennskapsbånd
Men plutselig en dag...
I gotta leave again
I don t wanna go
Things can be so lonely on the road
Could be the presidential suite
But nothing s ever like your bed at home
Especially when your e away from the one you love
It gets tough
Even though it hurts when i...