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Chapter 1
01:55
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2. |
Weather Song
04:58
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Like that day, the seventh of April
I woke up really early
and I saw the sunrise
the red fur of the sun
Watching it like a little kid
who explores the world,
I wanted it to be mine
I went out of my house
to reach out for the star
Just me, there were no crowds
I ran towards the red thing but my great excitement
Made it hide behind the clouds
And then it started to rain
insane I remained
waiting outside
Although I think I’m becoming
A meteorologist
Still there are some things
That I don’t understand
I may ask you why your rays of light
Trace and embrace
The great ways of someone else
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
And I know that sometimes the weather doesn’t want to play our game
I showed so many times
how much I loved her
But the clouds not by her will
Made her show just in times
when nobody looked up
Tell me how you would feel
On my slow walk back home
I had no hope left
Suddenly I saw the sun
I thought that I’d stopped caring
still lifted my head
Then I knew you would be mine
Suddenly I saw the sun
And I knew you would be mine
Although I think I’m becoming
A meteorologist
Still there are some things
That I don’t understand
I may ask you why your rays of light
Trace and embrace
The great ways of someone else
And the thing I like the most are sunsets
And the thing I like the most are sunsets
And the thing I like the most are sunsets
And I know that sometimes the weather doesn’t let us play our game
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
Suddenly I saw the sun
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
And I knew you would be mine
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
Suddenly I saw the sun
But the thing I like the most are sunsets
And I knew you would be mine
And the thing I like the most are sunsets
And the thing I like the most are sunsets
And the thing I like the most are sunsets
Weather is a thing that changes more than you would ever expect
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Qu’est-ce qui se passe dans les rues de Prague
Un devoir inattendu – une blague
J’étais un peu confus – zig zag
Avec mon parapluie, j’ai du swag
J’ai commencé mon voyage le matin à 7 heures 51
Un vrai embouteillage – des voitures, des trams, des buses et une caravane
J’ai pris le métro à Nádraží Holešovice
De cet endroit je voyageais en tram 17, j’étais dedans jusqu’à Čechův Most
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne savent pas regarder
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne veulent pas s’arrêter
Il y a des gens dans les rues, ils ne voient pas des choses diverses
Il y a des gens dans les rues
Et je fais partie d’eux
Quand il pleut
J’ai finalement compris pourquoi y avait beaucoup plus de femmes que d’hommes dans les rues et aux ponts
Aux quais, à Náměstí Republiky et aux autres endroits aussi
Il pleuvait vraiment beaucoup et j’ai vu quelques gens sans parapluie
Toujours des hommes, on n’a pas de parapluie donc on peut pas se promener dans la pluie
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne savent pas regarder
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne veulent pas s’arrêter
Il y a des gens dans les rues, ils ne voient pas des choses diverses
Il y a des gens dans les rues
Et je fais partie d’eux
Quand il pleut
J’ai vu un petit marché
Avec des produits régionaux
Je voulais en acheter un
Mais je me suis retrouvé sans argent
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne savent pas regarder
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne veulent pas s’arrêter
Il y a des gens dans les rues, ils ne voient pas des choses diverses
Il y a des gens dans les rues
Et je fais partie d’eux
Quand il pleut
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne savent pas regarder
Il y a des gens dans les rues qui ne veulent pas s’arrêter
Il y a des gens dans les rues, ils ne voient pas les choses diverses
Il y a des gens dans les rues
Et je fais partie d’eux
Quand il …
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4. |
Snooker
03:52
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I’m sitting in a poorly lighted room
Observing the movement
Looking at the players I assume
Where the balls are gonna be sent
And as everyone’s getting older, we’ve got less time
To enjoy
That little tension between the two living creatures - a girl and a boy
Even though people say I’m good at snooker
I can’t play that game
Cause every time I start to play it
I remember your name
Are you sure about your choice?
No matter with who you’re gonna play
I’m bad at billiards and I have no Rolls Royce
But I wish you happy birthday
I lied – Though I am not used to it,
I did so more than once
The topic was you but I can at least
Write the truth ‘bout our little dance
Admired you from the first moment I saw you
Four years ago
Wondering what to say and what to do
I didn’t even say hello
Even though people say I’m good at snooker
I can’t play that game
Cause every time I start to play it
I remember your name
Are you sure about your choice?
No matter with who you’re gonna play
I’m bad at billiards and I have no Rolls Royce
But I wish you…
Even though people say I’m good at snooker
I can’t play that game
Cause every time I start to play it
I remember your name
Are you sure about your choice?
No matter with who you’re gonna play
I’m bad at billiards and I have no Rolls Royce
But I wish you…
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5. |
Shiver
02:56
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I love your smile
What a look
You are a pretty angel who’s putting me on the hook
Takes you a while
You greedy beast
To provide your lips with the desired feast
And when the car arrives, I have to laugh
Enough is enough
By intruding my private space
You made a fool punch my calm face
So I say hey, take me down, take me down to the river
And we will play, it’s sure you, it’s sure you’ll get a shiver
Get a shiver baby
And I say
And he says
That you may
That you may
Continue
Just do what you do
Do it this way
That’s what I say
So I say hey, take me down, take me down to the river
And we will play, it’s sure you, it’s sure you’ll get a shiver
Get a shiver baby
So I say hey, take me down, take me down to the river
And we will play, it’s sure you, it’s sure you’ll get a shiver
Get a shiver baby
Get a shiver baby
Get a shiver baby
That’s what I say
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6. |
Alright
03:02
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I don’t want to judge you
Cause faith can’t disappear
Being a little too cheerful
Since the day you weren’t here
Hold me, touch me, tell me everything’s gonna be alright
Cause I know your soul
Hold me, touch me, tell me everything’s gonna be alright
Cold ice, melting now,
What had happened to you
Hold me, touch me, tell me how I should behave when you’re around
Cause you should try being you
You’ve built a wall around you
To protect the golden glow
The bricks had their price, now you’re throwing a dice
Don’t you count on Mexico
Hold you, touch you, tell you everything’s gonna be alright
Cause I know your soul
Hold me, touch me, tell me everything’s gonna be alright
Cold ice, melting now,
What had happened to you
Hold me, touch me, tell me how I should behave when you’re around
Cause you should try being you
The plastering on the sides is shining
I may’ve got a little too close
Through forming loopholes, a smell is spreading
There’s rot, there’s mould around a growing rose
The plastering on the sides is shining
I may’ve got a little too close
Let’s break those walls by kissing now
There’s rot, there’s mould around the growing rose
Hold me, touch me, tell me everything’s gonna be alright
Cold ice, melting now,
What had happened to you
Hold me, touch me, tell me how I should behave when you’re around
Cause you should try being you
Cause you should try being you
Cause you should try being you
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7. |
Intermezzo
00:39
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8. |
Word Jail
04:05
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Joe’s an intellectual
But the effort of his brain is ineffectual
Finding the way out of his cell
Applying Maxwell
With a rollercoaster
He dug a hole but couldn’t find the poster
Behind the wall, there’s no canal
It’s not a movie, pal!
And everybody in this room
Is holding a silver spoon
Chewing a chubby muffin
But the prisoner of his own head
Ate just a slice of bread
That is what the guard feeds him
By the time she locked the door
Sent troops to Cuba’s shore
As an act of her ice-cold war
She became a word jail screw
On Splitsville avenue
And caged her darling’s brain’s residue
Was it just physical?!
He thought she really loved a little tickle
Now when he notices her skirt
She doesn’t say a word
Screw the screw and look for
A key you think she took from your drawer
Do you see the time that you spent
holding it in your hand?
And everybody in this room
Is holding a silver spoon
Chewing a chubby muffin
But the prisoner of his own head
Ate just a slice of bread
That is what the guard feeds him
By the time she locked the door
Sent troops to Cuba’s shore
As an act of her ice-cold war
She became a word jail screw
On Splitsville avenue
And caged her darling’s brain’s residue
By the time she locked the door…
By the time she locked the door
Sent troops to Cuba’s shore
As an act of her ice-cold war
She became a word jail screw
On Splitsville avenue
And caged her darling’s brain’s residue
By the time she locked the door
Sent troops to Cuba’s shore
As an act of her ice-cold war
She became a word jail screw
On Splitsville avenue
And caged her darling’s brain’s residue
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