| Ólafur Arnalds – So Close (ft. Arnor Dan) Lyrics | 7 years ago |
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| Lao Che – Zombi Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Alarm, a cry of alarm in the radio They order to apply a zombie ointment Alarm -- We have plague A zombie chewed a contortionist before my very eyes Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly, ghastly Ghostly, ghastly! The Krishna and the Buddha absconded from them in the morning They didn't eat the Christ, because they didn't reach up to the cross They didn't manage to eat the rest of the prophecy What they gnawed a bit -- they vomited Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly, ghastly There is the sky full of stars above Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly, ghastly And a zombie... A zombie inside me Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly, ghastly Man are wolf to each other Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly, ghastly And a zmobie, zombie, zombie Ghostly, ghastly! |
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| Lao Che – Idzie wiatr Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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I am a roaming and torn pine tree I am roaming through the summer, the autumn, the winter, the spring sometimes I face the sky with my upper branches and worried kneel on a root I am a roaming and torn pine tree I am roaming through the summer, the autumn, the winter, the spring sometimes I face the sky with my upper branches and worried kneel on a root There are many of us, pines, in the woods There are many of us I share my tear with the others if I can There are pines which do not bow down to the wind, but my trunk is weak - the wind can overturn it with its hand The wind is coming... I am a roaming and torn pine tree I am roaming through the summer, the autumn, the winter, the spring sometimes I face the sky with my upper branches and worried kneel on a root I am a roaming and torn pine tree I am roaming through the summer, the autumn, the winter, the spring When the wind raises its fists, my heart will flutter My ichor will leak down my bark The wind is coming and you can't parley with it The wind is coming... There shall not be left here one leaf upon another The wind will bury me so deep, nobody will ever find me There used to be a pine always torn in a half The wind knocked its trunk over and wrote "namby-pamby" in it A storm will howl and tear the world into pieces Who will remember me and my branches Thunders will strike, the world will come to an end who will notice me or my disappearance There are pines which don't mind the wind but my branches are prone to its gusts There are pines with strong souls but this wind is somewhat foreign The wind is coming... I am a roaming and torn pine tree I am roaming through the summer, the autumn, the winter, the spring sometimes I face the sky with my upper branches and worried kneel on a root I am a roaming and torn pine tree I am roaming through the summer, the autumn, the winter, the spring |
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| Skubas – Wilczełyko Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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I know my thoughts, they lead me The same way I lead myself I'm clean all the time but it seems Like I am high Veins awake me, they’re poisonous Like a bush of the mezereon The red shrub blooming in my eyes I spill blood It’s never too late to rise or fall down In vain I look for some way out What else can happen? I’m scared ‘cause I won’t get any sleep tonight Know my place around the demons I play circus with them Eating fire, taming lions Training dogs Grit my teeth sharp like I would eat a barbed wire Waiting for a moment so tense to Knock me off my feet It’s never too late to rise or fall down In vain I look for some places What else can happen? I’m scared ‘cause I won’t get any sleep tonight It’s never too late to rise or fall down In vain I kill my fears, I’m still scared What else can happen? I’m scared ‘cause I won’t go to sleep |
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| Skubas – Mgła Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Don’t feel like doing anything today I don’t even feel like feeling The night has fallen So we could fall down together I’m falling into bed To toss and turn a bit And stare ‘cause I want to stare At you changing like the weather I dream at night about Storms, hurricanes and thunders And then the silence comes All the house is swathed in a fog Today rather don’t feel like Knowing anything about the weather Even if I could foresee her There’s a miracle in the ignorance I dream at night about Storms, hurricanes and thunders And then the silence comes All the house is swathed in a fog |
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| Skubas – Nie pytaj Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Don’t ask me if I could run away If I had a chance, would I take it I really don’t know is it heart or mind That's supposed to bring back some sense The more I struggle to face you The more I humiliate myself Though I know we won’t stand it The more I can’t live without you Don’t ask me why I feel this way Like my teenage years are back again I really don’t know if I could handle Another nights with a devil by my side The more I struggle to face you The more I humiliate myself Though I know we won’t stand it The more I can’t live without you |
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| Skubas – Prawie jak Kurt Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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We want to live beyond our means Dressed better than Steven Seagal We want to rub on the nose and have sex Sing like Tom Waits Don’t tell me that we don’t miss anything But a little bit of beauty You don’t know a thing and try to be somebody We want to be bad and rich Quick like James Dean And when the grief comes we fall apart Almost like Kurt Cobain Why everybody wants to be somebody Or follow the crowd Why you don’t have to try to be like that You have to try to be somebody |
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| Skubas – Szarość Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Gray is coming, reminds me all the time That once I wanted something and now I don’t need it anymore Never enough, much more less I need your body less and less So go away wherever you want and don’t say a thing Go back when the time will come Maybe it’ll be only a couple of days Pity is coming, years are passing by Decency is not enough, won’t let it be All the time I’m burning like the taste of vodka Fireworks put out in the morning, I don’t need So go away wherever you want and don’t say a thing Go back when the time will come Maybe it’ll be only a couple of days or I just don’t need anything |
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| Skubas – Więcej nieba Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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In a one of many old blocks I reprocess the time Listening to the walls, looking through the balcony Though there isn’t any view, I note hundreds of sentences Feels like it’s time to change this place Much heaven No way to get Today I’m not supposed to leave, they’ve bricked up the chute I’m looking at the snow of filthy papers Just waiting around till they brick up the doors I’m getting on the roof, looking for the first floor Much heaven No way to get Much heaven No need to have In a one of many old blocks I reprocess the time Smoke of cigarettes floating from behind the bars I’ve never enjoyed the smell of the suburban cuisine Feels like it’s time to leave this place Much heaven Much heaven Much heaven Much heaven |
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| Skubas – Linoskoczek Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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I walk on thin ice so fragile like faith in a miracle Fighting hard for a better ground for my feet The tricky rhythm of fate deludes me with dreams And leaves stains of promises on my secure life And I float like a leaf carried by a wave And I fly like a dust over the road Though I wanted to turn the world upside down I am tossed like a tightrope walker by the wind And I float like a leaf carried by a wave And I fly like a dust over the road I wade in the waist-deep water When I turn, the wind blows into my face I run cowering, feeding myself with the faith That the stream will carry me wherever I want And I float like a leaf carried by a wave And I fly like a dust over the road |
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| Younger Brother – All I Want Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Two curiosities: 1. The spoken intro is taken from an interview with Salvador Dalí. 2. The female singing at 4:44 is taken from the song "Viimesen Kerran / The Very Last Time" by the Finnish quartet Loituma. |
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