When the blackbird in the Spring,On the willow tree,Sat and rocked, I heard him sing,Singing Aura Lea.
Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Maid with golden hair;Sunshine came along with thee,And swallows in the air.
In thy blush the rose was born,Music, when you spake,Through thine azure eye the morn,Sparkling seemed to break.
Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Birds of crimson wing,Never song have sung to me,As in that sweet spring.
Swing through winter fitfully,On the stormy air.
Yet if thy blue eyes I see,Gloom will soon depart;For to me, sweet Aura LeaIs sunshine through the heart.
When the mistletoe was green,Midst the winter's snows,Sunshine in thy face was seen,Kissing lips of rose.
Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Take my golden ring;Love and light return with thee,And swallows with the spring.
FR:
Quand le merle au printempsSur le saule pleureurS’assit et se balança, je l’entendis chanter,Il chantait Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaDemoiselle aux cheveux d’orLe soleil arriva avec vousEt les hirondelles volaientLa rose naquit en rougissantLa musique quand vous parliezDans ton œil d’azurLe matin étincelant sembla se lever.
Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaLes oiseaux aux ailes écarlatesN’ont jamais chanté commeEn ce doux printempsAura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaTangue dans l’air turbulant d’hiver.
Mais si je vois tes yeux bleusMon cafard partira bientôtCar pour moi douce Aura LeaEst le soleil qui transperce le cœur
Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaQuand le gui était vertParmi les neiges d’hiverOn voyait le soleil sur ton visageEmbrasser les lèvres roses.
Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaPrenez mon anneau d’orL’amour et la lumière reviennent avec vous

Noise,It's my own and private secret garden
a dark and serious land i dont wanna shareit's all in tension, spit and violence,and not a fuckin danceflourhow, how can you stand a drummer dressed as a banana on stageit's fucking killing meshow me some mean and cold face musicians,
yelling at people,keeping it realaaaah, Time is running out and iaaaaaaaah , i've got to feed my family

Latino Bad BoysHey hey !Latino Bad BoysHey hey !Latino Bad Boys

I got to tell youI have this small problem of addictionaddiction to electronic musicI think you do tooget readyhahahahha

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ZACCARIA
Oh chi piange? di femmine imbelli
chi solleva lamenti all'Eterno?
Oh sorgete, angosciati fratelli,
sul mio labbro favella il Signor!
Del futuro nel bujo discerno …
ecco rotta l'indegna catena! …
Piomba già sulla perfida arena
del leone di Giuda il furor!
EBREI
Oh futuro!
ZACCARIA
A posare sui crani, sull'ossa
qui verranno le jene, i serpenti,
fra la polve dall'aure commossa
un silenzio fatal regnerà!
Solo il gufo suoi tristi lamenti
spiegherà quando viene la sera …
niuna pietra ove sorse l'altiera
Babilonia allo stranio dirà!
EBREI
Oh qual foco nel veglio balena!
Sul suo labbro favella il Signor!
Sì, fia rotta l'indegna catena,
già si scuote di Giuda il valor!
ZACCARIA
Niuna pietra ecc.
ENZaccariaOh who's crying? of fake femaleswho raises complaints to the Lord?Oh rise up, anguished brothers,Mr. on my lips favors!Of the future in the dark discernment ...the unworthy chain is here! ...Piomb already on the perfidious arenaof the lion of Judah the fury!
JEWSOh future!
ZaccariaTo pose on the skulls, on the bonehere will come the jene, the snakes,between the poles with a touched auraa fatal silence will reign!Only the owl his sad lamentationswill explain when the evening comes ...no stone where the highland roseBabylon to the stranger will say!
JEWSOh what a fire in the venous whale!Mr. on your lips favors!Yes, the unworthy chain is broken,the value is already shaken by Judas!
ZaccariaNiuna stone etc.