Opera – Ludwig Is Alive

Welcome to opera

Che il suo nome risuoni per sempre come lampi nel cielo
Ludwig is alive
Welcome to opera
Che la sua musica ci accompagni per l’eternità
Ludwig is alive
Ludwig is alive

Ludwig is alive

E così gloria sarà per il divino compositore

Welcome to opera
Welcome to opera

安室奈美恵 (Namie Amuro) – Something ‘Bout The Kiss

Nandaka hajimete arukidashita you na
Konomama dou yatte itte
(Something ’bout the kiss is the important signal to me)
Yappari dokoka nanika uzuite karada ga oreru hodo
(Something ’bout the kiss is the important signal to me)
Yappari KISS wa taisetsu na SHIGUNARU na no
(I can tell the kiss is the important signal to me)
Yappari KISS wa taisetsu na SHIGUNARU na no
(I can tell the kiss is the important signal to me)
(Even if you tell me I love you And I wanna think it’s true)
(Something ’bout the kiss that made me feel the hurt)
Dakedo honno chotto demo
(Something ’bout the kiss that made me feel the hurt)
(How do I go on?)
FAKE tsukuri mono ja naku
Kimochi wo hakaru zairyou ni wa naranai kedo
Something ’bout the kiss kidzuite kizutsuite

Aishite iru nante ittemo omottemo
Imamade ikiteki tabun mata yatte iku no?
Dokoka munashii hibi
Kotoba ga omoi ga wagamama ni nante icchattara
Toki ga toorisugite yuku dake
(Even if you tell me I love you And I wanna think it’s true)
Ano ko wa shiawase na no ka nante urayandari shite

Doushite anna ni ara butteta?
Dakishimeru chikara ga tsuyoi karatte
Sorehodo kazaranakutemo yokatta no ni
Tsutsunde hoshii
Aishite iru nante ittemo omottemo
LATELY kono goro kaikan wa nandaka SU-Tto toori sugite yuku dake
Something ’bout the kiss kidzuite kizutsuite
Konomama dou yatte itte
(How do I go on?)
Naoseru seikatsu wa nan toka koko made naoshite yatto anata ni tadoritsuita kedo
Imamade ikiteki tabun mata yatte iku no?

Freak Nasty – I Want 2 Fuck

My dick is hard, so what you gon’ do?
(Sweet pussy!)
I guarantee you won’t regret it
I’m all about sex, triple-X-rated, as I stated
Whassup? I wanna fuck!
[Chorus:]

[Verse 2:]
Love, there’s a time for it,
I wanna fuck! Whassup?
You ain’t dumb, you know the deal
I wanna fuck! Whassup?
As long as we fuck tonight
Y’all do the same all the time
Like Jacques Cousteau in that C, U-T, U-P
Let’s get together and make bakin’
I can love you right, but not tonight
You wouldn’t be in the club flauntin’ it
If you don’t know, here’s a clue:
[I ain’t lyin’]
There’s a time for love, but tonight is now
Straight up, girl, I wanna fuck
Doggystyle, let’s go, lemme hit that ass back tho’
[Ohhhhh … you gotta gimme some]

There’s a time for love, but tonight is now
We can do what comes to mind
[Insert x2:]
(I ain’t lyin’)
Lemme see how it taste!
Fuckin’, suckin’, you know you want it
[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

I don’t mind lickin’ toes
So stop puttin’ on and cut to the chase
[Ohhhhh … you gotta gimme some now]
White. (Sweet pussy!) Black. (Sweet pussy!) [x2]
Yo’ fine ass in the buck
If you do me too, that’s how it goes
We can do it any way you like,
[Sweet pussy!]
Don’t front ’cause I ain’t fakin’
There’s a time for love, but tonight is now
2, 3, 4, 5, 6, nut! Girl, I wanna fuck!
(I want to FUCK!)
(I want to fuck!) [x4]
But look, tonight I wanna fuck!
O-R-G-I-E, Freak Nasty, can’t you see

Freak Nasty, hittin’ that sweet pussy
[Chorus]
We can do it fast or take our time
Freak Nasty fuck all night
Jus’ gimme a chance and let me get it

If you say you don’t, stop lyin’!

You got knees, I got knees, girl;
[Chorus]
I ain’t playin’, girl, I’m for real
[Verse 1:]
In that ass I wanna get, deep,

Fuckin’ is good when you’re fuckin’ right
I don’t mind sayin’ please! I can love you long,
[Chorus]

Ramallah – Sleep

The truth’s in front of you
What they do in your
Their number’s multiplying
A dead end path of humanity
As we plunge down
It’s right in front of me
That they’ve been dying
Your leaders
They want their revenge for the years
Forfeit you and me
So now they come for you
And it’s the price of continued sleep
In which blood is cheap
And now there’s nothing we can do…
Don’t trust, Don’t believe
(but now) the victims, they’re rising
Before we see?
Just take a look at the papers
Of inhumanity so will we suffer
How many have to die
The murders, the terror
They’re liars
The blood is on the wall but we prefer to sleep
Name to make the bodies pile higher
They’re killers
Those up top will gladly
The truth’s in front of me
It’s right in front of me
But we’re too blind to see
We didn’t hear
It’s right in front of you
At the script they sell us
The writing’s on the wall
As we sit bavk and smile
They’ve done it forever
So now they come for me
And let it bleed…
But you’ll just close your eyes
These are the days
As we plunge down the dead end path
Is coming back at you it’s coming back at me
It’s right in front of you
So they suffer

The Mentors – Free Fix

Now come on baby, shoot shit in your vein
That’s why I say
I know you ain’t got a brain,
That says you’re gonna get naked tonight
Free fix for a fuck, free fix for a fuck
Got a bag of china white
Not just a slutfuck…but a good buttfuck
Get on your knees and start to suck
Come on, get your fix tonight
It’s just a fuck for a fix
Come on girl, you know what it’s about
Pull down your pants
Get on your knees and start to suck
Free fix for a buttfuck, free fix for a buttfuck
Get naked and ball me right
Get your chunk now isn’t this easy
Get on your knees and start to suck
Free fix for a fuck
Ooohhh yeah baby, you’re in luck,
You can start to suck and I’ll fix you for a fuck
And I’ll fix you for a fuck
Free fix for a buttfuck…right up your ass!
Feel the rush shot through your brain
That’s why I say
Free fix for a buttfuck, free fix for a buttfuck
That’s why I say
I’m gonna drive you insane,
Ooh yeah, it’s time to raise the price
And I’ll fix you for a fuck
It ain’t like you’re turning tricks,
Ooh yeah baby, isn’t it nice
Now you have to get really sleazy
An I’ll show you what’s it’s all about
Free fix for a fuck, free fix for a fuck

Μιχάλης Χατζηγιάννης – Είμαι Σκιά Που Γυρνά

Ston iho tha mbo tis fonis su
Na su haraxo trohia
Ton potho i nihta xipna
Sti logiki su vazo fotia
Trehis ma se prosperna
Hronia pu s’ ehun pligosi
Ime skia pu girna
Sta vimata su htipa

Tha su kratun sindrofia
Ena tragudi tu dromu
Mia morfi pu den mboris n’ aggixis
Hameno kommati diko mu

Afto pu xehases na zisis
Pu pezun tis polis ta fota

Otan tha fevgis thimisu
Opos sfitizis ti nota
Ime skia pu girna
Se sinodevo krifa
Signomes pu ehun stihiosi
Tha me dis ma de tha me gnorisis

Sticky Icky – Baby Get Wit Me

Our lurv wud be strong
N’ is somehow mine
Baby Get wit me.

Coz her bitch ass boyfriend
Like a baller wit nu shoes

Wit a nigga dat cant purr
N’ be sippin’ on this crunk (x2)
I can’t choose, shes da world
Coz I aint a nigga tryna get laid!
Fighting ova her
C’mon gal
But it’s fine
All I ask is dat she lurv me
Verse two
Baby get wit me
When shes in this group
Da best 4 her
B4 it gets crushed, n her hurt
Once I take her from dat phonie
But still gets time
Baby get wit me
Am tryna get her heart
Baby get wit me
N’ believe dat
Dats when I can say shes ma honey
Treats her like dirt
Mesmerizing hips like thunder
Will be rollin’ up wit 22’s

Am a nigga who be discreet
Baby he junk
Drop top,
Chorus.
Believe me,
Baby he junk
U driving me crazy But damn!
To drop him a line
Cud I blunder, n’ lose this gal

Baby he junk
Baby his no hunk
She gonna see dat she can be free
Who wud drop u like a pen
Chorus.
I aint like em other men
Walk in da barber shop

Sit lick ma lips n wonder
Baby get wit me
This is ma story
Unlike u n’ him, dat was wrong
N’ be sippin’ on this crunk (x2)
Baby he junk

Permanently shes just wit him
Baby his no hunk
This gals surely a dime
Chorus.
I aint like this coz I want glory.
Gal just trust me don’t be afraid
Baby take time to give me a call
Coz for u, I wud trade it all
Gal I aint lying u
When we get together
Of Majani
Verse three
Baby his no hunk
N’ be sippin’ on this crunk (x2)
Verse.
She’ll soon be ma nine
But soon shes gonna be wit me

N’ be sippin’ on this crunk (x2)
Am tryna do this coz its
When it cums 2 lurv am lazy
I aint tryna do this coz I wanna

I’ve been eyeing u

Chorus.
Baby his no hunk

Róże Europy – Kolor

I skończyć o brzasku pierwszym
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Ty wiesz o tym że
Jak szpieg pytań unikać
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Jeden wystrzał nic nie zmieni między nami
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Ożywa taki sens
Jak lampa Aladyna ożywa
Satysfakcję sprawia mi
Może i mi przyda się nie brzmi złowrogo

Nie wiadomo
Są dni w tygodniu nie tego nam trzeba
Spaceruję wyboistą stroną często nie z tobą

I chociaż
Dla kogo jest dziś miłość

Każde z nas ukrytą ma puszkę Pandory
Piję jogurt toczy się taki sam dzień
Porywcze słowa kosztują nas zbyt drogo
Siódma piętnaście poniedziałek pada deszcz
Rozmowy w towarzystwie kilku dni nieudanych

Kiedy układ gwiazd detonuje złość i gwałt
Kto z jasności wyszedł a kto w ciemność wkroczył
Wszystko to nic wszystko to nic
Miło jest wieczorową porą zacząć
Być może to co śpiewam
Wszędzie i obok nieporozumienia
Ty wiesz o tym kiedy hardo patrzę w twoje oczy
Jest ich zdecydowanie za dużo
I tysiąca dwóch ukrytych w bajce
Przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Od poniedziałku do niedzieli wszystko będzie takie samo
Miłe nieporozumienia
Przede wszystkim dla ciebie
Na obrzeżach piekła na krańcach nieba
Tutaj i teraz
Uczucia nam kochankom szczególnie się należą
Piję jogurt toczy się taki sobie dzień
Wszędzie i obok
Jak wiosną zieleń drzew
I chociaż
Żyjemy przyjaźnią męską i kobiecą
I przychodzi taki czas

Wszystko to nic wszystko to nic i chociaż
Siódma piętnaście poniedziałek pada deszcz

Classic Country – Your Cheatin’ Heart – Hank Williams

When you’ll be blue
When tears come down
The way I do
And call my name
And call my name
When tears come down
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…

Your cheatin’ heart
You’ll walk the floor

The time will come
You’ll toss around
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
And try to sleep

Like falling rain
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
But sleep won’t come
You’ll walk the floor
You’ll cry and cry
The whole night through
The way I do
You threw away
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…
And crave the love
You’ll toss around
Will make you weep
Like falling rain
Will pine some day
Your cheatin’ heart

Shirō Sagisu – I’ll Be Always On Your Mind

You once were the flame of love that showed me the way
Wouldn’t be so wise
They will always be
There’s no need for tears
I still remember all the good things we had
Forever in my mind for all time
To recreate what happened long ago
(Chorus)
We just reached a point and then we let it drift away
You once were the sun that brightened up my day
And I know the feelings just as strong
That’s where it should stay with us
Just keep the flame alive in your mind
You once were the wings with which my heart could fly
‘Cos I can see it in your eyes
We once had a love so sweet but just let it go
There was no hurt or pain
You can’t take such sweet memories away
Now that the time has passwd
I look back with joy and hapiness
I once was the love on which you could depend
Forever I’ll be always on your mind
Now after all the years
We once had a love we thought would never end

David Bowie – 20th Century Boy (Feat. Placebo)

Friends say it’s fine
Friends say it’s good
Friends say it’s fine
Friends say it’s fine
And it’s plain to see
Babe I’m gonna be your man
Friends say it’s good
Babe I’m gonna be your man
Yeah I’m your toy
Yeah, I’m your toy
Yeah, I’m your toy
And it’s plain to see
You were meant for me
Crawl like a cat
Crawl like a cat
And it’s plain to see
Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood
I walk like a rat
Your 20th Century boy
20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy (x4)
Drive like a car
Fly like a plane
Your 20th Century boy

Sting like a bee
20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy (x4)
You were meant for me
You were meant for me
I walk like a rat
Your 20th Century boy

Babe I’m gonna be your man
Friends say it’s good
Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood
Sting like a bee

Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood
Ball like a hound

Amanda Palmer – I Google You

I google you
ought to blow up my computer
I read your journal
put up by your friends
I think that I should save my soul and
late at night when I don’t know what to do
I’ve watched you dance
And each scrap of information
I Google you
but instead….
Written by Neil Gaiman
you’ve forgotten
And I’m pleased your name is practically unique
and there’s your name
that month in France
But it’s too easy just to fold
says you’ve found somebody new
should let you fade
and type your name again
Whenever I’m alone and feeling blue
it’s only you and
that you kept

somehow it never makes the pain
a would-be PhD in Chesapeake
I Google you

you were in
That I gather
I’ve read each one
I fear
I find photos
I google you
I should crawl back in my hole
grow less or fade or disappear
I know that I
who writes papers on
the structure of the sun
when the day is done and everything is through

And it really shouldn’t matter
but there’s that box

The Wonder Stuff – A Great Drinker

We don’t stick it where it don’t belong
You stay here then, you throw down too.
I know weaker personalities

Sit right down, one for the road?
What is yours?

I swear I’d bust open my head, should I fall.
The last drink’s gonna be on me.
And it’s not because we’re strung out on the sauce.
‘Cos they’re sitting around my home with me.

My head is too close to the wall.
We’re not picking up the pieces
A great drinker and his love could be…
They took my car.
I’ve got an ever loving wife… of a sort
Get out if it’s not for you
There’s sweat on my finger tips
I got cigarettes to pull to bits
I don’t think too much it’s bad for the soul.
Don’t ask me where ‘cos I don’t know at all.
I got bottles for good company
Well there’s hate where my liver sits
If all the world would wait and see
Just has to know my business.
There’s a bottle and a half to go
I got a belly full of beer shits

Well of all the stupid things I’ve been told,
Of a world that still increasingly
We don’t mend what ain’t broken
I don’t know how I got it there
There’s blood in my underwear

Vince Vaccaro – Costa Rica

And I wish my path weren’t a ragged road
Lets go to Costa Rica
That I don’t believe in anymore
Lets leave to me and you babe
And I’ve grown tired of feelin’ old

Lets leave to me and you babe
I wanna leave my old life far behind
Yeah.
Well I’ve grown tired of singing songs
Yeah.
Lets leave to me and you babe
Lets go to Costa Rica
Well my seasons roll by high and low
Lets leave to me and you babe
Like I’m lookin’ for summer but I find the cold
And I wish my dice had a different roll
I don’t hold the reigns I ain´t got control
And I’ll throw my trouble deep in the wild blue

Can I lose my name, be someone new
Lets go to Costa Rica

Lets go to Costa Rica
I wanna leave this place yeah to never be found

Jesse Ruben – Predictable

Why, I knew you would

Why, I knew you would

Cause I am predictable, closed-minded
Why, I knew you would
These city streets breathe and I wish I could leave
We’d huddle just to keep each other warm
These are the thoughts that I wrote
No I never get what I should deserve
Yea the meaning might be hard to absorb
I said "Why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"
The syllables are strained and hard to explain

I am predictable
These are the thoughts that I wrote

And I try to scream, "yea this is all a dream
"This doesn’t seem to fit", I say as I sit
And this doesn’t make sense, which makes no difference
I said "Why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"
Because I never get what I should deserve

And this situation seems so absurd"
But the meaning might be hard to absorb
You were my sanity now I can’t find it
And I know it wasn’t me but its all that I see

In the book that I took from your drawer.
I said "why, why, the words don’t come to me like they should"
But they’re beggin for the right to be heard
And its raining outside which is fine cause I remember

In the book that I took from your drawer.
But I promise my intentions are pure
With my head in my hands on the curb

The Rifles – Spend A Lifetime

But today you blow my mind
Spend a lifetime, spend a lifetime
And I’m feeling like a schoolkid

And my feet don’t move in time
I lift my head up and I face you
Lalalalalalalaaaaa,lalalalalalalaaaaa

If only I could find the words to say,
And as we talk, I go all red
And remember what your mother said:
All these thoughts that fill my head
In a playground I would chase you
We could spend a lifetime
Which makes it harder to embrace you
I bet I say something stupid

Just play it cool and keep it calm

Cause my mouth just won’t work right today,
But my head won’t function properly
You look good, and you smell sweet,
And though you might be what I’m looking for

If I was back in primary
Now boy, just use your charm,
As I walk up a street
Spend a lifetime, spend a lifetime
And next week I’ll forget probably
All my head is full with lines
But I’m not, i’m just me

But all that good advice gets lost somewhere

Trey Songz – Monster Triggamix

Come again, I’ma make more money than I can ever spend in
Every pretty women world wide supposed to give me brain
If you got a girl, better lock her in
Mon-store, a lyrical gun store
White folk looking, can’t believe a nigga bought this
Murder the other guys while your ass is digesting in
I will trashing you in seconds
Eat your ass alive
I’m wondering, should I put ’em asunder then
Begin with the plundering, devour every one of them
But if a nigga want it then
Even if she with you now, bet I probably took her down [uh]
If only they could see how quickly I will abort shit
(repeats)
I’m insane I’m deranged boncker blanka
Irrational methods
Till I squirt soft, damn where the jerk off
Plus I’m so far grown but you see no beard [yeah]
Lets discuss this, I am not to be fucked with
Cuz the one that’s with me now in the telly
Then ask for your blessing
I leave you feinding while releasing my demons and nemons
After tonight from me, you may never ever hear

Marcus, I’m gorgeous, I’m flawless, applaud it
Pretty picture, pretty trigga
Breaking women’s heart when I tell ’em what they never hear
Done once I wash shit once, that’s no horse shit
Got all the ammunition a killer could want for
Where she at, nigga look around
That I’m a mother fucker monster I’m so demented, it’s cemented in my brain
First off, fuck y’all
Eating every one of y’all
Nigger you should know
Steal-yo-girl and I probably got your bitch Mr.
Fresh as a mint mouth, penthouse, top floor shit
And I want more, you can call me carnivore
Haters on the balls of a better man
Wait until your spirit rises
And I ain’t talking to no particular one of them
I’m so far gone, they don’t see me here
Have no fear, so I see no peers
Monster motherfucka you know I’ve been one of them niggas so shady cause you know i been sunning them.
Pause then behead a man
Bring ’em I’m a done ’em in
Murder game, slit shit from ear to ear
Got some dumb nigga named ‘Twan on her belly [haha]

The Swimming Pool Q’s – She’s Bringing Down The Poison

She knows it’s strong
With poison
She’s bringin’ down the poison
(Don’t play around)
It’s kind of sweet
It’s not a passing phase
She’s bringin’ it down
To really hit the spot
Oh…
She’s screamin’ like a phone off the hook too long
She’s bringin’ it down
(Don’t play around)
Don’t play around
She’s bringin’ down

Don’t play around
It doesn’t take a lot
She’s bringin’ down
But, you’ll find out real soon
Don’t play around

It doesn’t take a lot
It goes down real neat
That coats his eyes with glaze

She’s bringin’ down the poison, Boy
With poison
Don’t play around
So slow
It goes down real neat
Baby, I kno-o-o-w:
And, like Romeo,

So slow you won’t even know
And, like Romeo,
Don’t play around with poison, Boy
(Don’t play around)
With poison
Checkin’ it out
Don’t play around with poison

To really hit the spot
She gave no warning of this strange effect
But, nothin’ seems to check
And, there’s a bottle on the shelf
(Don’t play around)

With poison
Oh, no…
It’s kind of sweet
With poison…

Poison is slow
You think you’re immune
With poison
Baby, I know:

Lemon Demon – Marketland

There is no merchandise too urine-stained.
But dirty people hound me.
With all these putrid people everywhere.
What a doozy walking ’round
There’s no trash that’s worth my cash,
It all just smells too funny.
Either I’m going insane

All the world is in your hand.
Looking all around me.
Market Street.
"You’ve gotta buy this!"
Or there’s an urchin hawking book reports.
Screams a whiskey stinking vermin vendor
I could use a bite to eat,

In Marketland,
Yes, it’s lovely but I’m hungry,
Some old guy with just one eye’s

But dirty people hound me.
So I hold on to my moolah,

In Marketland,
Oh, that’s a new one:
I’d go wash it off now.
Fifteen years ago, wow.
No, not a blanket!
I’d go wash it off now.
"You’ve gotta buy this!"
In Marketland,
Selling his obviously soiled shorts.
All the world is in your hand.

All the world is in your hand.
Market Hell.
In Marketland,
In this place, I hide my face,
Well, at least I’m entertained.
You can buy what’s in demand.
But I hold on to my dollar,
Fifteen years ago, wow.
Holding up a rotten pear.
And that’s really not my favorite dish.
There’s no food too old to sell.
But I hold on to my dollar,
Market Town.
Scream the whiskey stinking vermin vendors.
Fifteen years ago, wow.
Market Lane.

My mazuma, money.
You can buy what’s in demand.

My mazuma, money.
There’s no trash that’s worth my cash,
Looking all around me.
But I don’t want to buy a whole raw fish, no.
I’d go wash it off now.

In this place, I hide my face,
Still I hold on to my moolah,
You can buy what’s in demand.
In Marketland,
In Marketland,
It all just smells too funny.

Christian Castro – Cupido

Como de aceptar que ya no puedo ser feliz
es muy dificil respirar.
Cupido ya no tiene flechas para mi.
la primera vez que se ama
yo no se vivir si no te tengo
ya no estas aqui ya no te siento.
ya no estas aqui ya no te siento.
en la oscuridad de mi silencio, soledad.
Es la soledad que se apodera mas de mi
Como he de aceptar que ya no puedo ser feliz
Es la soledad que se apodera mas de mi
es imposible de olvidar.
ya no queda nada del amor que un dia te di
Cupido ya no tiene flechas para mi
Es imposible olvidar un gran amor
Ya no queda nada del amor que un dia te di

Es imposible olvidar un gran amor
yo no se vivir si no te tengo.
y no te siento no te siento

no me queda mas que tu recuerdo y mi soledad.

cuando estoy en otros brazos pienso en ti.

que entre tu y yo
y tu nombre me persigue hasta el ultimo rincon
cuesta tanto levantarse y no querer pensar en ti
Por que en el fondo de mi pecho hay dolor.
Lleno toda soledad con tu recuerdo
rompo la monotonia de vivir
como he de aceptar que ya no puedo ser feliz
Uno tiene poco tiempo para amar
en la oscuridad de mi silencio, soledad.
que entre tu y yo.