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Unde se duce dragostea

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Ne despărțim, iubire...
Oare ce se va-ntâmpla?!
Mă-ntreb ce va rămâne
Din iubirea mea și-a ta.
 
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Unde se duce dragostea
Când se termină o poveste?
Rămâne acolo, undeva,
Chiar dacă lumea nu mai este.
 
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Azi viața ne desparte,
Nu mai e un singur drum,
Pe drumuri separate
O să mergem de acum...
 
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Unde se duce dragostea
Când se termină o poveste?
Rămâne acolo, undeva,
Chiar dacă lumea nu mai este...
 

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Marie Flore

Marie, Marie Flore was a small girl of ten
whom I met in the south end of France.
Stepping out of the crowd was the daughter
of someone with flowers for me, we were friends at a glance.
She spoke no English but sat by my side in the car
and pointed out places en route to the village of Arles.

Marie, Marie Flore came to table that night
as I dined in an ancient hotel.
The room was all fitted with things from the seventeenth century
and they suited her well.
She would eat nothing but sat in her chair like a queen
and laughed at my French but seemed always to know what I'd mean.

Marie, Marie Flore came to hear me that night
when I sang for the people of Arles.
She stood back in the shadows of a ruined arena,
her frame in my mind was never too far.
In the rush that did follow I found she was holding my hand
and ushering me through an evening the elders had planned.

Marie, Marie Flore, I will always remember
your eyes, your smile and your grace.
The gold that flowed with your laughter remains
to enlighten the image I have of your face.
For I have seen children with faces much wiser than time,
and you, my Marie, are most certainly one of this kind.

Marie, Marie Flore, all the odds say I see you again
by plan or by chance.
But if not you'll be there when I'm dreaming of rain over Paris
or sun on the south end of France.
Marie, Marie, Marie Flore.

Rusty Trombone

Eyes of a snake
Skin's the sharpest blade
Burning hair
Death is in her veins
Owls and wolves
Alongside her
Mountain dunes
Highest ocean waves
Darkest woods
Deep abandoned caves
No one's ever found
No one's ever seen her trace
Feeling of guilt
Lies deep in her blood
Heart of stone
Burried in the cold
She never sleeps
She's not of the human race
A hundred men
Couldn't bring her down
The Holy Grail
Wouldn't stop her from
Sowing death
I won't be one of them
Go go fighting
My soul is my weakness
No more lying
No more fiction
Go go fighting
My soul is my weakness
No more lying
No more fiction
Go go fighting
My soul is my weakness
No more lying
No more fiction
Go go fighting
My soul is my weakness
No more lying
No more fiction
Go go fighting
My soul is my weakness
No more lying
No more fiction
Get on your knees - bitch
For the rusty trombone
 

Raggare Is A Bunch Of Motherfuckers

Raggare is a bunch
Raggare is a bunch bunch bunch
A bunch of motherfuckers
A bunch of motherfuckers
Raggare is a gang of freaks who always beats the Greeks
Going around in their big American cars
Think they are owners of the town, but they aren't
They are nothing
Nothing nothing nothing but animals...
Monkey... Donkey... Kangaroo!
They've got no no no no no no no no IQ
They are nothing nothing nothing nothing but animals
Fucking animals
 
Raggare is a bunch
Raggare is a bunch bunch bunch
A bunch of motherfuckers
A bunch of motherfuckers
The only thing they do all night
Fight fight fight fight fight flight
Why why why why why why
Why don't someone do something against this?
 
No one dares...
The cops are scared...
 

I walked in a desert

I walked in a desert,
And I cried,
'Ah, God, take me from this place!'
A voice said, 'It is no desert.'
I cried, 'Well, But -
The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon.'
A voice said, 'It is no desert.'