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Ruffus - Eighties Coming Back
Sa arvasid, et sul tuleb sinu teele
Kuid nüüd sa tõesti, tõesti lihtsalt ei tea
Tundub, et teed sellest asjast liiga suure asja
Ahaa, sa arvasid, et said hakkama
Jah, sa arvasid, et oled kõike juba kuulnud
Aga asjade seis tõmbab sind nüüd alla
Lihtsalt seepärast, whoah...
Sa tead, öeldakse, et see on lihtsalt kaheksakümnendate tagasitulek
Kas tunned, et see on kaheksakümnendate tagasitulek?
Jah, ma tean, see on lihtsalt kaheksakümnendate tulek
Kaheksakümnendate tulek, kaheksakümnendate tulek
Kaheksakümnendate tagasitulek
Sa ütlesid: "Teeme selle ära
Tantsime .....
Esimene musi
mina, kui Bukowski
sain enda elu esimese musi prostituudilt
olen must ja räpane
ei iial sellest parane
olen määritud sellega
pealaest jalatallani
ega seegi kord esimeseks
ega viimaseks jäänud
panin tralli nagu viimane...
tead küll mis
minu elu esimese musi andis 45-aastane
venelanna
viiekümne euro eest
olin 21-aastane
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k5cxkh0euvU
Maani pikk
Mõista mõista, kes see on
seisab püsti, ees uhke koon
aga pole vaja jalgu
eemalt tundub nagu laps esialgu;
aga on täisealine mees
sest ka habe on ees
poseerib pildil ilma käteta
pole kunagi ilma naeratuseta;
hüppab oma varvastega
ja tervitab köntidega
mille otsas on näpukesed
väiksed haralised vorstikesed;
toksib peaga vastu ust
et välja lasta kätea koputust
taob palli puusaga
pole seda teha muuga;
Nick Vujicic tal nimeks
pikalt olnud meemiks
mingi austraalia serblane
phocomelia on ta sündroomiks;
väärarenguga elu ikka naudib
daamiele eriti ta meel .....
Welcome to EST
Me elame võõrast elu,
mis muukeelselt öeldes-HAM.
Ilmatuultesse paiskunud pelu
halvab võitluseks kesine ramm.
Me kõnnime võõral pinnal;
kuid ka Kolgatal aru ei saa,
ons meil süüd, et sellisel hinnal
rendiks andsime isamaa.
"Welcome to Estonia"! Märk
kirendab võõras keeles.
Peibutuledes suurilma värk
on kui hällilaul unises meeles.
Võõras ersats läänest ja põhjast,
valmis neelama taevast ja merd.
ME SÕDIME VÕÕRAS SÕJAS,
SEAL VALAME OMA VERD.
Ise saab ka hakkama
See ei ole minu jaoks terve elu,
see on elu osa,
suhte osa
Minu jaoks enamasti huumor,
ma ei leia, et ma seda vajaksin
või peaksin saama,
sest ma olen ammu enda sarved maha jooksnud
ning ise saab ka hakkama,
nagu Jaan Zorro kord ütles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkSXhotd7tQ&t=400
Lone
come on guys at least i tried
let me here to stand as stone
yes for moment felt i flied
now i want to stay alone
i dont want that piece of cake
no i stay -i stay forever
hottest girls and games are fake
let me be- i come no ever
come on brothers- i have tried
go and joy and let me freeze
i just need to go inside
inside me myself to seize
i dont need your brotherhood
joyful places i dont fit
feel myself in bad in good
float in time and stand with it
come on friends- you have tried
my loneliness- my entity
i dont believe you can deny
my dark and lone felicity
In the end
In the eve
of all my days
I will leave
will stop my ways
Where to go
what will be next
noone knows
no written text
But inside me
is my belief
is solid strong
that we will see
But now they're waiting
holding breath
but they are waiting
where I belong
My life was gift
my death is way
please let me drift
please let me go
Oh you still have
some words to say
say them please
and let me go
I will go
and you will stay
no need to cry
no need for pray
At the end
of all my nights
need no tears
just memorize
Once a year
turn little lights
please dont send
me m .....
Muutus
Maailm muutus,
pööras äkki
nagu sina pannil verikäkki
Elu pööras, tegi äkki
armastuse comebacki.
Mina pöörasin
kiirelt äkki?
Nägin sinus oma näkki!
Sina pöörasid
pilgu macci
nägid minu pilti äkki
Nägid minu silmi ja suud
Nägid seda mida ei keegi teine muu
Nägid, kuidas muutus mu nägu naerus
Nägid kuidas sinu armastus mu sisse kadus
Et tõusta üles ja sind tagasi emmata
Ja sinuga koos pilvedes lennata.
Elu muutus äkki...tule kallis, läki!
If it was so
If your eyes could really see,
would you see what comes to be?
If mirrors would show us our fate,
would you stare and take the hate?
If love was given all to free,
Would it mean so much to me?
If true lovers never met,
Would they be a hopeless wreck?
If you could only do what's right,
Would we distinguish day from night?
If life was endless and controlled,
Would you always act as told?
If you stopped and walked away,
What would really make you stay?
If you could have all you wanted,
Would you give up all you have?
Is it life or is it love?
What is life and what is love?
It is below as is above.
We can cry a thousand tears.
Or we can wait a hundred years.
We could sail the seven seas
and climb above the highest trees.
We would laugh and we would cry.
With life itself among our side.
Take my hand and we shall go.
To touch the sands, to touch the snow.
At night the moon shall make our way.
So in the dark, we will not stray.
A hundred years I will commit.
To make the road we walk stay lit.
A tiny thing I ask of you.
To me and us will you be true?
March to the end
Passage must be written.
Before the day is done.
Unless all saints are rotten.
And end of days has come.
Water burns like fire.
And air has turned to dust.
With each step we will tire.
But march on we now must.
The gates of hell await.
Whom never really knew.
To give before you take.
And help the weakest through.
Selfless are the ones.
Who even when it burns.
Help the helpless ones.
And give out all their turns.
I think
I think of dreams, I think of lies,
I think of moments, I despise.
I sometimes know, what will come thru,
I once thought, but now I do.
I asked for time and nothing less.
It gave me lies, it gave me bliss.
It showed me how, the road must go,
It gave me tools, to make it so.
Why do we play, this crooked game?
Why do we slay, this endless fame?
I ask of you now, your hand to give.
So we could leave and never "live".
Could you love
Could you love me like you do?
If I wrote poems about you?
Take my time all day and night.
Write up all the words I might.
Could you love me like you do?
If I bought all the things for you?
Jewels, gems, what you adore.
All those things and little more.
Could you love me like you do?
If I was simple just like you?
Sleeping until dusk had come.
Living life, just having fun.
Could you love me like you do?
If I was selfish just like you?
Not caring about anyone.
Taking things and being done.
Could you love me like you do?
If I gave my soul to you?
Give you all I ever had .....
my heart to you
I'm scared of falling love
I saw darkness in her beauty
She saw beauty in my darkness
She freed me from my heart
But I'm still trapped inside of conscious
There's no way to say this poems about someone else
Every time you're not in my arms
I start to lose myself
Every night, I fell in love
But no one else could lift me high above
I don’t know what I was doing
Nowadays, I cannot find her
I want your hair , I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
Trying not to freak when you look at me.
Gotta .....
Insident Comarketis
Vaja homseks korralikku toitu
et elaks üle pikka autosõitu
tulin Comarketisse
nüüd teel järjekorras kassasse;
ees seisab mees venekeelne
kassapidaja ka võõramaalane
ta rääkis aktsendis eesti keelt
aga kasutus tegi ikka head meelt;
ei saanud vene mees aru
muud keelt ju ei räägigi karu
ainult podises ja vaatas silma
teenusest jäigi ilma;
nii ta kolis mujale
see pilt ajas mu naerule
kui võõras riigikeelt ei tea
siis pole elu mugav ja hea