merGINA (GINA-girl / Domas)
I went to a cinema yesterday evening
and met a girl there
she looked at me vigilantly
even my knees trembled from the fear
I watched her many times secretly
while she was sitting on my mate's knees
and now I have an extraordinary chance
to prove that I'm not a looser-Hans
but how to go up and talk to her
I begin to sweat and start to choke
I've got the idea to buy her flowers
but empty pockets take away hope
Gina! What kind of girl are you?!
I should talk to her but what to say
to praise her hairs or everything at once
my head was stuck with shit in a school
but nobody taught to hang a girl
there aren't any ideas in my head
there are lots of obstacles on the way
it seems everybody is watching me
they hide their irony silently
I'm getting nervous and my head swims
she smile and sits next to me
I cannot move, how to act
maybe to stand up and run away suddenly
top/viršun | merGina | Visuomenė pūna | He perdido | paLikimas | Vitaminas K | I wanna riot | Melavmo būtinybė | S.K.A.T.A.
Giminės | (tavo nugaroj) Kablys | Jūra | Nice looking guy | Nei dienos be kovos | Mano mirę draugai
VISUOMENĖ PŪNA (Domas)
the city lives its own day
cars and passers-by move slowly by me
their grey boots shuffle secretly
the dust gets into me tiresomely
though the sun is shinnin', but it is dusty
it seems like it telling me to do so and so
don't think by yourself and don't act differently
'cos everything is planned long time ago
and society still rots
a bearded hippy plays guitar
a man speaks by mobile - bank machine
teenagers make themselves dirty with ice cream
their tired parents toil in offices
after life-war a cemetery shelters them
where lonely grave-diggers drink
a famished crow grunts angry
the city people disturb the peace.
top/viršun | merGina | Visuomenė pūna | He perdido | paLikimas | Vitaminas K | I wanna riot | Melavmo būtinybė | S.K.A.T.A.
Giminės | (tavo nugaroj) Kablys | Jūra | Nice looking guy | Nei dienos be kovos | Mano mirę draugai
HE PERDIDO (I'VE LOST / Vaidas Stackė)
estoy sentado en el bar
la ventana esta abierta
yo prefiero mirar y buscar
que azul es el cielo
que amarillo es la sol
que buenas son colores
estoy de bueno humor
que alegre son mis amigas
pero donde es mi cartera con cinco mil pesetas?
pero donde es mi cartera con uno foto de mi chica?
no! no se! no! yo no se!
he perdido la cartera con cinco mil pesetas
he perdido la cartera con una foto de mi chica
que negro es el cielo
que frio son los estrellas
que lloron es la luna
que imbesil son alegres gentes
y por fin - me siento mal con guisqui
y por abierta ventana entra todo el frio de la noche
I'm sitting in a bar
the window is open
I like to sit and analyze
what a blue sky
what a yellow sun
what amazing colours
I feel good
and my friends are happy
but where is my wallet
with 5000 pesetas
and my girl's photo?!
NO!DON'T KNOW!
NO! I DON'T KNOW!
I'VE LOST MY WALLET
WITH 5000 PESETAS
I'VE LOST MY WALLET
WITH MY GIRL'S PHOTO
what a black sky
how cold stars
what a cryin' moon
how silly are happy people
and finally, I'm sick of whiskey
and the night cold enters
through open window
top/viršun | merGina | Visuomenė pūna | He perdido | paLikimas | Vitaminas K | I wanna riot | Melavmo būtinybė | S.K.A.T.A.
Giminės | (tavo nugaroj) Kablys | Jūra | Nice looking guy | Nei dienos be kovos | Mano mirę draugai
paLIKIMAS (LEGACY / Domas)
granma's pancakes evaporate
on a table
awake neighbours
their mouths water
little fat grandson
sweetly gobbles
thick jams
made by grandma
awake lately
straight from a bed
he drinks tea
to grandma's health
the scene is seen
to everybody
this case isn't a exception
grandparents live in this world
for only reason:
to devise their property
for their little grandchildren
Jacob spend whole his childhood
with his grandparents
and deserved a real good name
THERE WILL BE A HOPE
TO HAVE A FLAT
GRANDMA WILL BE
NOT FAR FROM DEATH
Jacob cleaned all jams off
and understood
that he a huge property got
silent district
almost health-resort
right here, behind the house
is tennis court
silently, secretly
without a bad wish
Jacob waited for
his grandma's death
sad and happy tears flooded
at last grandma's life broke
mourning, cemetery
black ribbons
as damn black cats
presentiment of disaster
flows in the air
there is a funeral
in new Jacob's flat
THERE IS A HOPE
TO HAVE A FLAT
MY GRANDMA
IS ALREADY DEAD
early morning
in a lawyer office
everything is clear
but legs have gone numb
anyway
lad's voice broke -
not long left to wait
nervous look
silently look after
what smelly clerk
tell to him:
"you, mister, are mislead
your grandma's testament
worths nothing
lost through the war
real owners are found
Jacob lost the ground
under his feet
he saw grandma
in front of him
since then he talks to her
people say he's gone mad
THERE IS NO HOPE
TO HAVE A FLAT
I SHOULD WAIT
FOR MYSELF TO BE DEAD
VITAMINAS K (VITAMIN K / Domas)
Tomas got up on a gloomy morning
and didn't understand
what he needs
and why the dog barks so loud
then little Tomas remembered
about yesterday
when he's bought from Barsukas
a dose of ketamine
THE SUN IS SHINNING
I'M WARM AND CHEERFUL
WHEN IT'S NOT DIFFICULT
TO GET A DOSE OF KETAMINE
"ketamine is my god
I wanna be a dog"
humed little Tomas
while taking "a machine"
he cunningly blinked at the dog
and streams gushed into his body
the doggy didn't like that
he wanted too
and parents that evening
watched them both
how their little only son
talked to the dog
top/viršun | merGina | Visuomenė pūna | He perdido | paLikimas | Vitaminas K | I wanna riot | Melavmo būtinybė | S.K.A.T.A.
Giminės | (tavo nugaroj) Kablys | Jūra | Nice looking guy | Nei dienos be kovos | Mano mirę draugai
I WANNA RIOT (RANCID)
i saw a man getting beat dead
took his money and his wallet knocked him dead on the curb
i saw them gather to celebrate the crime
teaching those who laughed a little lesson of mankind
i raised my hand i got a little question
if i start a riot, will i get protection
cause i'm a kid whose got a lot of problems
if i throw a brick maybe the brick will go and solve them
oh yeah i wanna riot
imboiling up the cities on heat
red alert protection you know its on the street
code blue city of the dead
sirens in the night with light bloody red
see how we do this, see how we rock
throw a brick light the fuse dodge a bullet duck inside
a statistic hammer on my brain breaded with another
another pawn in the game
in front of me the battery calling take a part in a riot to me
my face is burning, burning so quick
burning like a candle at the end of its wick
I turned the dial, I turned the channel
I turned it to a mastafari - the eternal parol
I need some help, man, there's no doubt
if I'm gonna go down, I'm gonna take somebody out
(TAVONUGAROJ) KABLYS (THERE'S A HOOK (IN YOUR BACK) / Domas)
forward, more, 'till the end
throw up right on a table, bud
forge, forge one more glass
there's a rhythm in my ears
gulp, don't stop, how long we must wait?!
do you want to get dead?
focus the strenght only on drinking
don't even think about a pause
faster, hurry 'cos you can't give up
tomorrow probably there won't be this drink
what will be tomorrow it doesn't matter
today's aim - one more glass
THERE'S A HOOK IN YOUR BACK
you are a pilot and you can't stop
tanks are empty you need to refill them
I'm flyin' high, then goin' down
where did the pleasure of flight disappear?
I can't stop I'm flying right into the wall
pavement bricks are coming nearer suddenly
terrestrial gravitation's gone unexpectedly
then appears in few seconds
everything is blended in flooded eyes
angry stomach throw up everything
my face hits the ground loud
all around is silence only thirst is alive
JŪRA (THE SEA / Smalkė/Domas)
legs walk over hot asphalt
legs walk, my legs
I go together with them
cos I can't otherwise
cos I have clear aim
and I'm getting closer to it now
it's quite strange,
but I don't know the distance
and there is also a suspiciousness
of heavenly bodies
the sun supervises me without mercy
while I'm moving forward
and over there - the sea!
the sea! I repeat in my mind
the sea! and don't stop anywhere
the sea! decoys me
and I'm decoyed lift my legs hardly
my shirt sticks to my body owing to the sun
and my devoted shadow has disappeared
the road, the heat and my mind without wind
rise up and merge to dunes
yes, I see them in front
nothing can stop me
I hardly keep refrain from throwing my shirt out
why do I do this?!
I'm not going to bathe
near the sea! it should be over the dunes
near the sea! and the sun is still looking after me
near the sea! but not to slake my thirst down
then why?! I wish I knew
luckily the dunes are real
and a sand changes asphalt road
my walking speed also changes
but the sun vigilance doesn't change
it's good that it's not far to go
it would be the stupidiest thing to faint away
I would make glad the sun, wouldn't I,
but I have won and in front of me
the sea! as far as eyes can see
the sea! I threw my boots out
the sea! waves under my legs
it's not a problem - I roll my trousers up
MANO MIRĘ DRAUGAI (MY DEAD FRIENDS / Domas)
they were always in time and always by me
when it seemed that somebody is squeezing my brains
when a victory slip away suddenly from me
when it seemed that there is no one to lean against
but society standards, official's will
divided us - a hand lost its fingers
you gasped for breath and tried to get away
but you sunk in the mud and no escape from there
my dead friends
that grey monotony pulled my friends into
there, where is already decided what to do and in which order
what was in youth died for them suddenly
there is no time for "children play"
they ask me often: "what's the use?
no, I'm not going to do that - that' not for me
of course, it's fine to come back
but today I have no time, maybe tomorrow?"
they disappeared unexpectedly in the beginning of autumn
faded away as leaves, faded away as grass
their parents rejoiced at their suddenly death
their sprouts became "PEOPLE" at last
no we weren't sad
we didn't shed a tear
no we even didn't realize
that we lack something
