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Not anymore

How does it feel to feel your body next to me again, I wanna wrap your body around my heart again. --I wanna feel your body, I wanna feel your body.--

How does  it feel when your smooth lips are pressing hard on mine, when my life is tasting like the red, red wine? --I wanna feel your body, I wanna feel your body.--

// But now my life is much better than it was before.  --I wanna feel your body--   I don't want to get that feeling not anymore. //

How does it feel to feel your body next to me again, I wanna wrap your body around my heart again. --I wanna feel your body, I wanna feel your body.--

How does it feel when your smooth lips are pressing hard on mine, when my life is tasting like the red, red wine? --I wanna feel your body, I wanna feel your body.-- //  //  //-- I wanna feel your body --

 

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Bush of witches

Walking in my garden with my angel Trust´n Hope.
She tell me don't count the hours, don't get lost,
come on lets go home.
Angel, she’s my soul, my hope.
Open my eyes, I can see the gold.

//  Behind the darkest bush of witches.
    The black and horror creeps get me, I get you.
    She tries to tear my wounded ribs.
    She ribs and tears me apart.  //

Butterfly flies above me, gets my eyes away from her for awhile.
Nice to sleep in the shade of hope, trust my soul.
Angel, she’s my soul, my hope.
Open my eyes, I can see the gold.

//
In the shade of the sun, we live the life that just naturally come.
She tell me to pick up flowers, smell them, come on lets go home.
Angel, she’s my soul, my hope.
Open my eyes, I can see the gold.    //

 

Lie the truth

--Hey, will you lie the truth?--
Why should I lie tomorrow, when truth are coming soon for you.
I laid down with sorrow when truth are coming soon for you.
// I lie the truth for you and not for me. 
    I lie the truth for you, for you…
//
Why couldn’t you be grateful, when you see, I give up my life for you. I will stand behind you, and I will twist and turn around, yeah I do.
When you hurt me so hard, I wouldn’t do  what I should do to hurt you. When you turn and twist in sorrow,
I wouldn’t feel for you, oh pity you.
//
Why shouldn’t you be grateful, when you see,  I give up my life for you. I will stand behind you, and I will twist and turn around, I do.
Why should I stay in sorrow, when the truth  is coming for me to day. What lay down in the white snow,  will come up in the spring and we will let it be.
//  //
Why couldn’t you be grateful, when you see, I give up my life for you. I will stand behind you, and I will twist  and turn around, yeah I do.
When you hurt me so hard, I wouldn’t do what I should do to hurt you. When you turn and twist in sorrow,
I wouldn’t feel for you, oh pity you.
//  //

10 feet down

" and the man took a wife from Levi’s daughter. Got pregnant, get birth of a son. The newborn boy was a beautiful son. Kept him hidden from the world for month".

Ten feet down in the mud of my heart.
Worms are fighting for the love of our love.
Ten feet down where the worms have their start.
Oh, how I want to take the stairs up above.

//  Oh God, my sister, my brother above. Let me see the light to lead me across. Oh God, my sister, my brother how much must I pay, how much must I loose?  //

"couldn’t afford no longer got him hidden. A coffer and
a spoon he laid with birth and mud. Put the child in the
water in the river, yes in the river of the Nile."

We fight with our fists, with all that we got. And Lord, that I promise You, that aint a lot. My feet and my hands are tied and are bound. But that is I promise, You’re all that I’ve got.

//  Oh God, my sister, my brother above. My feet and my hand are tied and are bound. Oh God, my sister, my brother how much
What the Bible says, is it right, is it wrong?  //

//  Oh God, my sister, my brother above. Let me see the light to lead me across. Oh God, my sister, my brother how much
must I pay, how much must I loose.  //

"my sister she stood there, just beneath the water, saw the child being driven above. And I wonder, many nights I have wondered, how did it go for the child?"

Cherry Berry Navel

I like to taste you and I like to shape you up tonight.
Taste and lick your smooth body all over tonight.

//  Chocolate and cream Cherry Berry Navel, so tight tonight, -- shape me up tonight.-- Shake me and pick me up with your
gentle style tonight, -- shape me up tonight.--
//

You’re smooth and your tooth is blinking so brightly in your smile. I feel that I can’t get away, not even for awhile.
//
I like to taste you and I like to shape you up tonight.
Taste and lick your smooth body all over tonight.
//  //
Shake me up and shoot me down, tight me up and shake me down tonight. Shake me up and shoot me down and shoot me down and shake me up tonight- Chock me …….

It’s a mystery

It´s a mystery, yeah heh heh. You’ve got to know, should my sweet coming? Should he come to me, for my true love?

You’ve got to know, shouldn’t my sweet coming?
It will come to some, will it come to me?

//  Like horses on a ride in the desert,  with sand blowing up in my hair. I look in your eyes, it’s a mystery, and I feel love in the air. //

You’ve got to know, my sweet one, we got no loving,
but love and hope. Yeah yeah yeah you, I tell you, yeah you must fly on,  but not for long.

You’ve got to know, should my sweet coming?
Should he come to me, for my true love?
// //

Road to Rock´n Roll

Joey was a boy  with no pretension on his mind, he was a tired boy. In school he was the poorest boy in the class, he was the school warrior. Father was of iron, mother wasn’t there. Poor boy was so tired was on fire.

Sharon was the girl with no money in her purse, on street she was so cute. Pretty girl, a mum or a nurse she would do anything for you.
Dressed up, dressed down, high heel on her boots. With feather or naked, she couldn’t find her roots.

//  Walk on by my friend, the road to rock´n roll.
    You can not hide again, the feeling that’s inside.
    The road is here my friend, the music in your soul.
    So walk on by my friend the road to rock´n roll.
//

Hey, you little kid whatever you become, poor or a movie star. In this world you will fit in a castle or in a bar. The music will be there I tell you that’s what’s fair. Joey was the boy and Sharon was the girl, yeah

Joey was a boy with no pretension on his mind, he was a tired boy. In school he was the poorest boy in the class, he was the school warrior. Father was of iron, mother wasn’t there. Poor boy was so tired was on fire.
// 
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Revolution

I can not move, I can not breathe. My eyes so tight to the screen.
I give up, give up horrible thoughts that I’m thinking. That's all they want. I see a man fighting for the state. Or is he glorious. Captures the opposes of our leaders. I wanna be like him.

//  Once I was running in the street. As I was called. Then I did not know the truth. Of the revolution.  //

The hidden electric eyes and ears are revealing everything.
I didn’t, didn’t revealing my old thinking. Oh isn’t it nice.
My training is finished and complete. I can not sell my state.
No more running in the street. Am I glorious?
//
I can not move, I can not breathe. My eyes so tight to the screen.
I give up, give up horrible thoughts that I’m thinking.
That's all they want. I see myself fighting in the street
Am I not glorious? But now I’m running from the truth.
I wanna be like this.
//
(Written by Anders Wikholm- Moulin Noir)

Aldrig mer

Hur känns det nu, att känna pulsen nära din mot min? Ja, jag vill känna mig nära dig igen. (I wanna feel your body ... ) Hur känns det nu, när dina läppar pressas mot min mun och du känner smaken av ett härligt liv? (I wanna feel youe body...)

// Men nu är livet mycket bättre än det var förut (I wanna feel your body) Vill bara glömma det gamla som tagit slut. //

Ångrar du dig när du ser att jag faktiskt klarar mig? Har byggt upp mitt nya liv helt utan dig (I wanna feel your body) Här är jag nu, jag tänker ofta på den jag var förut. Åh, tacka Gud att det hela fått ett slut.
(I wanna feel you´re body)

 

Chess with the Devil

- Chess is a game where two players are against each other. In this case it's a game of life and death. On the white side - the cheap, on the black - the Devil. -

Lights are flashing, lights in city, neon lights. People cruising, people everywhere. Clock is ticking, soon begins the fight. Remember every move I ever made.

// Horse, take a step, fight, revenge my friend. (devil himself) Should I really play chess with the Devil? Bishop and Thorn go straight. (devil himself) Should I really play chess with the Devil? //

Thoughts are thinking, hands are moving everywhere. Can’t stop thinking, can’t stop living now. Eyes are looking, can not hide anywhere. My souls on fire for the Kings and Queens. // //

 

Spanish Love

What would you do if I teach you a lesson of my life. Learned you to speak the language of love that I like. Your heart would be banging like you never heard before. And you will see something that you've never seen, I'm sure.

// I danced a Spanish dance, a summer only for you. That's what you think. I drank that drink that summer and you, you drank I too, that's why you sink, to the bottom of your life //

You can never lie to me about that summer nor to you
You did what you did and I learned to live with it too
My heart was hanging outside like a sore
And you forced me to close and lock forever that door. // //

 

Why run?

Why wait for tomorrow, looking at the time. All this lonely hour
but okay, I feel fine. You never looking, but I promise you that we are fit together. Its okay, we're doing fine.

You know I never leave you (leave you) Promise I never do.
If I only whisper, if you know you are a fool?

My love for you is stronger every day that goes by.
Round´n, round´n, round´n, round. Go, go, go
If we were together every day that goes by. Round´n, round´n, round´n, round. Life goes on.

// Why (why) do you tell me to run (run) to you, while you self is turning away? Why (why) can't you tell me and open your eyes to see? Speak and hear yourself say; yeah. //

 

 

 

 

Young and Strong

Spegel, spegel

Ser mig själv i spegeln, ser en liten flicka le. Men vad hände, jag hängde aldrig med. Stora ögon tittar upp, på dom vuxnas värld hon seroOch hon längtar, att få vara lite mer.

// Åh du, (åh, du) se på mig som den jag är. Ger mig styrka, gör att jag vill se mig själv (som den jag är). När du, (när du) håller om mig känner jag solens strålar tinar upp den is jag bär //

Ser mig själv i spegeln, salta tårar faller ner. Vill bli älskad, bara älskad för den som jag är. Tittar upp igen, släpper taget, faller ner. Föll i bitar, nej jag ville aldrig se... Men du,  //...//

Spegel, spegel på väggen där,  säg mig vem som vackrast är?
Åh, snövit det är i sagans värld du är. Du drog bort min slöja
så jag världen kunde se. Jag är älskad, ja jag är älskad för den som jag är. ...Ja du, //...//

The ballad of Lucy Jordan

The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers
Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round.

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair.

Her husband, he's off to work and the kids are off to school,
And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day.
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way.

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair.

The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand,
And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd.

At the age of thirty-seven she knew she'd found forever
As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair ...

(Written by Shel Silverstein)