Father and son

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Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're O.K.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, get back
I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Money, it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my...

God is Energy. Divine...
Just reveal it.
You may find...
God is everything.
Above, and beneath.
It is Love.
God is heaven,
God is hell.
Great eternit light, as well.
His Plan is absolutely pure.
His wings are patience and secure.
It's Consciousness is bright and clear.
Do trust to Spirit - it is near...

When revolution comes...
It's not about innocence harm.
God always makes a true deal,
Acting like it isn't he.

New Era - new rules and priorities,
New thoughts, new names and believes.
In a secular moment of glory
When everyone is on it's knee.

The world prepares for changes
Of consciousness, mind and spirit.
Find your real self in ages,
Take revolution... Feel it!

Чтобы любить её истинно,
Чтобы её понимать,
Её мыслей, желаний искренних,
Нужно занавес приподнимать.

Чувствовать каждую мысль,
Желания и мечты,
Позволяя иметь ей крылья,
Иногда отдавая свои.

И вот, себя обнаружив
Лежащим в ее руках,
Истинным чувством к женщине
Отразишься в её глазах.

Когда ты любишь женщину,
Ты даешь ей понять что она желанна.
Когда ты любишь женщину,
Ты даёшь ей понять что такая она одна.
Потому что она постоянно
Нуждается в ком-то, кто...

We have a dream, you win tonight
Take a chance, take a chance, God is on you side
We pray for you, you like a hurricane
You can win, you can win, you can win the game
Try the impossible, we want a miracle
There's a million fans around
Our dreams free, we want the victory
The hero's back in town

Ohh come on We, we can win the race
Ohh he, fights us face to face
Ohh see, we will win the game
Again, again, and again
Ohh come on We, we can win the race
Ohh we, we will take the chance...

Oh you playing games, playing
Games, hurting my soul
Seven days, seven nights, without control
Oh every day, every night I was alone
When you're not next to me
Should I listen to my heart, girl
Should I listen to my brain
When you tell me, you'll leave me,
And you give it up
Can't we still be friends?

Oh after your love is gone
I don't know where I belong
When you're not next to me, not next to me
I'm dying, crying baby
Oh, after your love is gone
Oh baby I'm so...

Ты над могилою сырой
В слезах, родимая, не стой,
Ведь, чувствуешь – тебя люблю,
Меня там нет и я не сплю:
Я – в чистом поле ветра бег,
Я – с неба серебристый снег,
Я – в нивах вставшая заря,
Я – теплый ливень сентября.
Когда проснешься поутру,
Я – стриж, затеявший игру,
Несясь сквозь яркие лучи.
Я – звезд мерцание в ночи.
Ты над землею не рыдай -
Не в ней, не в ней мой новый край.


Do not stand at my grave and weep


Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not...

Adieu! I no more desire
To be your page, your servant and your boy,
And I, indeed, won’t e’en try to aspire
To bring you pleasure for your sinful joy.
I let you go, o Muse; I burn our bonds.
Fly! Fly away and soar…
But you should know: of you I was so fond!
My heart bleeds in a pink smoke of your flight.

I sit through the long night
In the high tower,
And listen to the autumn rain
Outside my window.

There is no sound of human life,
Save now and then
A belated traveler hastening by.
Through the dark heaven,
A wild goose wings his lonely flight.
In the chill gloom
A cricket calls
The water drips mournfully
From the t'ung trees;
And the blossoms
Flutter sadly
To the rain-soaked earth.

Sadness broods
Over the world.
I fear to walk in my garden,
Lest I see
A...

What they are searching, what looking for?
Blind stars of wisdom - blind glance of open sore?

They want to hear your human pleads?
When every night you keep repeats
the words for mercy to the Lord,
and every single, branded word
pure despair floating through your throat?

Or they awaits when you smash up
with simple feelings filled cup?
When you breakdown, when you collapse
When you breath out «No more…enough!»

But no, you wrong.
They don’t intend.
They just the stars, they...

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