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Are you ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
 
Are you ready to meet Jesus?
Are you where you ought to be?
Will He know you when He sees you
Or will He say, 'Depart from Me'?
 
Are you ready, hope you're ready.
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready, am I ready?
 
Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren
And to take up my cross?
Have I surrendered to the will of God
Or am I still acting like the boss?
 
Am I ready, hope I'm ready.
 
When destruction cometh swiftly
And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,
Have you decided whether you want to be
In heaven or in hell?
 
Are you ready, are you ready?
 
Have you got some unfinished business?
Is there something holding you back?
Are you thinking for yourself
Or are you following the pack?
 
Are you ready, hope you're ready.
Are you ready?
 
Are you ready for the judgment?
Are you ready for that terrible swift sword?
Are you ready for Armageddon?
Are you ready for the day of the Lord?
 
Are you ready, I hope you're ready.
 

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Bate vântul frunzele

Bate vântul frunzele
Se leagănă florile
Că vin sărbătorile
Şi se gătesc fetele (bis)

Că iar încep horile
Că iar încep horile
Să le vezi pe toate-n joc
Cum se ţine de mijloc

Să le vezi pe toate-n joc
Cum se ţine de mijloc
Se leagănă ca frunza
Joacă maneaua

A, a, a ...

Se zvoneşte pe la noi
Că e horă mare joi
Horă mare de flăcăi
Cum se face pe la noi (bis)

Vine lume de departe
Şi flăcăi din alte sate
S-asculte muzică bună
Că eu le cânt din inimă (bis)

A, a, a ...

At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning

At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning
the pages of the sultan's private book woven with naked slaves, whipping
time to shreds.
 
In a division of labor, bushy commanders and dreamy slaves join, tearing to
pieces during the riotous orgies, the pages of the Koran, revealing their
reveries.
 
A mistiness after the rain, hammered with pain.
 
He dreams a crooked spell, a diagonal, so so paradise.
 
Found out, the commander's tunic is ripped off, his gold epaulets are
ripped off. His slaves escape giggling.
 
Now, a bag man, accosting and being teased by foundlings.
 

Stand by your man

Sometimes it's hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man
You'll have bad times and you'll have good times
Doin' things that you don't understand
 
But if you love him, you'll forgive him
Even though he's hard to understand
And if you love him, oh be proud of him
'Cause after all he's just a man.
 
Stand by your man, give him two arms to cling to
And something warm to come to
When nights are cold and lonely.
Stand by your man, and show the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can.
Stand by your man.
 
Stand by your man, and show the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can.
Stand by your man.
 

The Riddle

[Hook]
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
(x2)
 
But he'll never
Ever fight over you
 
[Hook]
 
But he'll never ever fight
 
[Hook] (x2)
 
He'll never ever fight over you