Summer wine

Strawberries cherries and an angel´s kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohhh-oh summer wine

Oh my beloved, I yearn for you
What I have been you are now
What I am now you will be
One thousand years have passed

Quod fuimus, estis
Quod sumus, vos eritis
Mille anni passi sunt

Life is changed but not taken
I can still feel your lips on my neck
My beloved, you have made me immortal
I want you entirely.

Quod fuimus, estis
Quod sumus, vos eritis
Mille anni passi sunt

Ghost Riders in the Sky (lit. translation)

In a cold and dark night, in storm and rain
A lonely cowboy is riding on his old horse.
He is so far from home, where his fireplace is hot,
and where he is waited for by a woman whom he loves more than life.

He is very tired, but one can still hear him sing,
his voice, hoarse with whisky, sounds through the wailing wind.
But suddenly he falls silent, because high above him he sees
a herd of red-eyed cows, running through the clouds.

Yippee-yi-yay! Yippee-yi-oh!
The spirits of the riders are cutting through the black sky!

With much noise their hooves of steel are running,
Their eyes red and their horns shiny and black.
The smell of sulphur fills their air, his stomach's filled with gall.
Their raw, unearthy grunt goes right through his skin.

And they are followed by riders, thin as death himself,
soaked with sweat, on horses snorting fire.
They will be hunting them in the mud-black night forever,
these damned souls, hear their terrible cry:

Yippee-yi-yay! Yippee-yi-oh!
The spirits of the riders are cutting through the black sky!

The group is drawing closer and one calls his name:
„If you want to save your soul, then listen to these words -
Cowboy, change your life, or ride with us forever,
always riding behind the devil's herd across the endless sky.”

Yippee-yi-yay! Yippee-yi-oh!
The spirits of the riders are cutting through the black sky!

Ghost Riders in the Sky (original text)

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry

Yippie yi ohhhhh, yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire as they ride on hear their cry

Yippie yi ohhhhh, yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from Hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies

Yippie yi ohhhhh, yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky

Lithium

Lithium – don't want to lock me up inside
lithium – don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium – I want to stay in love with my sorrow
but oh God I want to let it go

It's dark already

It's dark already, but it doesn't matter.
I'm asking myself: what is beauty?
A pretty mouth, bright hands, pure thoughs.
Oh God! And she talks just like me.
I'm thinking, you are weak, so look, so look.

But in my thoughts:

Come here to me, feel free,
be with me, aaah... be with me.
But now come here to me, feel free,
be with me, aaah... be with me.

It's dark already, but it doesn't matter.
I hope, but I'm stupid to have her.
Because she looked, you are weak, so look, so look.

But in my thoughts:

Come here to me, feel free,
be with me, aaah... be with me.
But now come here to me, feel free,
be with me, aaah... be with me.

You know.
Trust me, if you want.
Enchant me, if you want.
Love me, when I am fighting with myself.
Breathe for me.
Look sometimes into mine eyes.
Think.
Oh, think!! And...

Come here to me, feel free,
be with me, aaah... be with me.
But now come here to me, feel free,
be with me, aaah... be with me.

Lavender

Lavenders green, dilly dilly, lavenders blue,
when you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you.
Lavenders dreams, dilly dilly, lavenders true,
when you miss me, dilly dilly, I did miss you.

Underneath your clothes

Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl.

Timeless

Wall without gates, me here, you there,
somewhere at the other side of heaven.
Five pictures of yours and a letter with a poem.
You aren't here...
And thus I last, all alone with emptiness, lasting in despair.
How can I live?

Hey, Veneds

Hey, Veneds, our language
has not died yet,
as long as our faithful heart
beats for the nation.

Lives, lives the Venedic soul,
and it will live forever.
No hell, no tempest
will claim victory over us!

With this beloved language
the great God has endowed us.
Nobody on this world
can take it away from us!

Let there be so many enemies
as people, menacing us,
our God every one of them
for us will sweep away!

And let above our heads a storm
so terrible break loose,
cracking cliffs, breaking oaks,
and shaking all the Earth.

We stand faithfully and firmly,
like the wall of a fort.
Black earth, devour him,
who is a traitor of the nation!