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Siesta
02:35
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Prespavaću deo sivog danau mreži groznice i hladne vatre,gledam guštera dok ide ka meni i urliče svojim ljubavnim zovom...siesta,siesta,siesta....hodam tiho,usijanom ulicom ispod tamnog kapka svetli tvoj san,znam-soba je puna poklona ,oko tebe kraljevstvo samoće...
ENGLISH.....Sleep part of grey day in the hammock of fever and cold fire, watch the lizards until coming to me and roaring their love call... siesta,siesta,siesta.... I walk softly through the flaming street, until the dark lids bright your dream, I know a room full of gifts around you - the kingdom of solitude... siesta ,siesta,siesta.....
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Arabesca
03:51
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ARABESKA.....na uglu ulice mimoišao sam veče,isklesao noć u onakvu-kakvu želim,ružan san mi kaže da mogu stvoriti pakao,dočekaću svoj suđeni dan....ukusom gorčine nagrađujem,ruke koje ne služe prevlačim preko čela,ljudi koje moj strah moli-ne postoje,i čovek koga nisam video...refr-Njegovo more tople krvi kovitla se u rukama,..njegovo more tople krvi dok miluje životinju....Umirujem savest i znam da je Božija noć beskrajna ,ćutljivo drugarstvo meseca upoznaje sa sudbinom,sanjao sam veliki bol -jučerašnji dan,sanjao sam veliki bol-jučerašnji dan....refr.-Njegovo more tople krvi kovitla se u rukama...njegovo more tople krvi dok miluje životinju....
ENGLISH - ARABESCA ....On a street corner passing over evening, carved night in which I want,a bad dream tells me that I can create a hell,I will land my judged day... Taste bitter reward, hands that serve not - I drag across the forehead. The people pray my fear - doesn't exist, and a man -whom didn't see....Chorus-The sea is warm blood swirls in the hands of, the sea is warm blood while petting an animal....It sooths the conscience and know that Gods endless night, silently camarad moon meets with destiny...I dreamed of a great pain-day yesterday...I dreamed of a great pain-day yesterday...chorus-The sea is warm blood swirls in the hands of, the sea is warm blood while petting an animal....
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Puppet
02:43
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Lutka - Probudi se i dohvati nebo dok ti lebdi iznad glave,pokidaj zlatan krug koji stvara zid,pokušaj da se ne krećeš, Dečaci i devojke jure se dok gledaš negde iz vazduha,na nekom drugom mestu bićeš biljka možda životinja....REfr-... Budi lutka sa prašinom na ramenu,potrči da ne padneš na pod... Budi lutka sa prašinom na ramenu ,potrči da ne padneš na pod... Ni orlovi više nisu orlovi a krokodili beže na suvo, Tvoju dšu paraju paklenom mašinom,tvoje ćutanje-svojim ćutanjem,... Bura talasa u tvojim rukama,pokranuće ono što ne znaš da postoji - noge na podu, glavu na krovu,ruke na prozoru....REfr.-... Budi lutka sa pra šinom na ramenu,potrči da ne padneš na pod.... Budi lutka sa prašinom na ramenu,potrči da ne padneš na pod.....
ENGLISH - Puppet - Wake up and get the sky while you float above your head, tear out the golden circle that creates a wall - trying not to move... Boys and girls running around while looking in the air, somewhere else you would be, maybe a plant, an animal... chorus - Be puppet with dust on your shoulder, go to run that you fall to the floor....... Eagles no longer eagles and crocodiles escape in a dry, rip your soul infernal machine,your silence by their silence.....Storm waves in the hands of others,will lauch what you do not know exist, feet on the floor , head on the roof, hand on the window..... chorus-Be puppet with dust on your shoulder ,go to run that you fall to the floor...
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Fear
01:45
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Strah - Na nepoznatim licima,čita kraj večeri ,kad senka usporava korake i noć beži sa ulica...Zaboravljen i ponovo pronađen u predgrađu tame i purpura on vidi svetlo i opet sanja da je živ i da je siguran...Prljave boje na savesti,slepi ljudi pokazuju,bezbojna i ledena ptica tišine-čuva njegov svet..I dalje gubi korak na asfaltu noći - kaže sebi da je jedini,u glavi su još uvek prethodne stvari-crna lica i njegovi fetiši...Ubiće svoj strah i krenuti u novi dan....ubiće svoj strah i krenuti u novi dan....ubiće svoj strah i krenuti u novi dan....
ENGLISH - Fear - The strangers read end of the night when shadow of slowing down the steps and night fleeing from the streets... Forgotten and re-discovered in a suburb of darkness and purple, he sees a light and dreams to be alive and to be sure... Dirty hands on conscience-bling people show, colorless and icy silence of birds kept his world,.. Continues to lose pale on asphalt night shows itself to be the only, in his mind are still thing prior and his fetishes... Kill your fear and start another day... kill your fear and start another day... kill your fear and start another day...
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contubernio records Madrid, Spain
spanish netlabel dedicated to experimental-industrial-minimal electronics.
Since 2006
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