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Deep from the dark side of the night turning up into the light

Calling you
my China Blue.
I feel a wish made of desire ending up in burning fire

I don t care if love is true.
One night with you
my China Blue
girl of the night
make me brand-new

I m calling you
my China Blue
my fever burns cause I want you.
Our silhouettes are one in all
shadows dancing on the wall

Hand in hand a rise and fall.
You save me inside in a spin
real love is not a sin

Can you hear the heaven calI ?
One night with you
my China Blue
girl of the night
make me brand-new
. . .

One million dreams
one million fears
- never ending up in tears
One million lights
one million nights
turning up and disappear
Unspoken words can never hurt
- can t break a heart in two -
If wrong or right
It s up to you. - loving you
my China Blue -
Deep from the dark side of the night turning up into the light
...

Get Off the Internet
It feels so 80 s
Or early 90 s
to be political
where are my friends?

Chorus:
Get off the internet!
(I ll meet you in the street)
Get off the internet!
(destroy the right wing)
x 2

This is repetitive
But...

Bu gece yalnizim, etrafta
kimse yok
kendiyle hesaplasan
bir aksamdayim

su anda sakinim, canim cok istiyor
hayalini kurmayi, sana dokunmayi
ben sözden anlamam ya bu gece

aman of eriyor, kalbimin buzlari
giderek cözüyor, mevcut sorunlari
aman of eriyor, kalbimin...

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na ...

Moja miła, moja cicha, moja śliczna,
lekki powiew i muzyka, zapach nocy,
przypomnienie, przytulenie, noc liryczna,
moja miła, moja cicha, moja śliczna...

Głos śpiewaczki, płomień świecy, zasłuchanie,
potem...

I m not the man you see in all those movies
Or read about in all those fashion magazines
I won t build you monuments
Or fill your purse with rubies
Baby that s not me

But I will hold you while you re sleeping
And I will be there when you wake
And we can fill...

W tym pokoju bardzo cicho dzis
Po trzech dniach nareszcie śpisz
Gdzieś za drzwiami został ból
Całych siebie chcemy dać
Kilku ludzi dobrze nas zna
Tylko czasem słabnie nam puls

Już dobrze, dobrze już
Już dobrze, już dobrze, już

Moze trzeba upaść na twarz
Swoje rzeczy ubogiemu dać
I zacząć malować bez farb
Przeklinany dzień za dniem
Śpisz, bo życie nie jest...