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[Verse] Đêm buông lặng lẽ trên cánh đồng hoang Tiếng cú gọi vang giữa màn sương giăng Lời mẹ dạy Con ơi chớ lang thang Có ông lão già Trong bóng tối đang lang thang [Chorus] Ông lão bắt cóc Dáng lưng còng xiêu Mang bao tải kêu Nặng những giấc chiều Ai xa làng quê Chớ để lòng liều Kẻo bóng tối đến Mang người đi nhiều [Verse 2] Khu rừng âm u Bước chân già nua Làng nghe kể lại Chuyện xưa ngày mưa Ông cười khàn khàn Giọng vẫn còn khô Theo dấu trẻ nhỏ Tìm trong cõi mơ [Chorus] Ông lão bắt cóc Dáng lưng còng xiêu Mang bao tải kêu Nặng những giấc chiều Ai xa làng quê Chớ để lòng liều Kẻo bóng tối đến Mang người đi nhiều [Bridge] Đèn dầu soi sáng Chỉ thấy mịt mờ Tiếng khóc vang xa Ai còn đợi chờ? Những cây chuối già Bóng dài đổ mờ Trong cõi ma mị Đời vẫn phụng thờ [Verse 3] Dán áp phích tường Người không còn về Mắt nhìn đoán đời Tin cứ lời thề Nhưng mãi sống hoang Giữa rừng đêm tê Ông đang rình rập Hồn ai chẳng nề

[Verse] झुळूक वाऱ्याची भावना सावरी तुझ्या स्पर्शातली जादू लपवी डोळ्यात दाटला सागर नवा सांग तुला कसे बोलावे मी रेवा [Verse 2] गोधडीत गुंफले देखील स्वप्न तुझ्या तीचं रंग माझ्या झप्न सांजवेळेचा निळसर गंध माझी सृष्टी तुझ्या हसण्यात बंद [Chorus] ओळ हरवली मजला इथे तुझे नाव गातो मनातल्या रेषे तू नसशील तर काय गाणे उरले तूच माझे गाणे तूच माझे सरले [Verse 3] रात्र झाली अन् चंद्रही बरसला तुझ्या गालावर चांदणं वसलं सावल्या म्हणतात गुपित काही तुझ्या बोलण्याने हरवती दुःख वाहता [Bridge] अंतरातली रागीणी शांत झाली तुझ्या मृदू स्पर्शांची गोडी आली वादळ नाही आत कुणाच्या निळ्या तुझ्यातच गवसला पुरा विश्वाचा काना [Chorus] ओळ हरवली मजला इथे तुझे नाव गातो मनातल्या रेषे तू नसशील तर काय गाणे उरले तूच माझे गाणे तूच माझे सरले

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If you’ve found a deceased cat in your yard, here’s what you can do, Might belong to someone, so check for a clue. Since the cat has a blue collar, it may belong nearby, Look for a tag, don’t just pass it by. Ask around, don’t be shy, Nextdoor, Facebook, just give it a try. Someone’s missing their little friend, Help ‘em bring this to an end. Call animal control or the humane society, They handle this with care and propriety. If you're in a small town, don’t despair, Public works might just be there. Ask around, don’t be shy, Nextdoor, Facebook just give it a try. Someone’s missing their little friend, Help ‘em bring this to an end. Use gloves and a shovel, move it with care, If you bury it, check laws—be aware. Or double-triple garbage bags work good Take the bag and toss it into a river like you should. (fade out) Put the cat in the bag and bag in the river. Put the cat in the bag and bag in the river. Put the cat in the bag and bag in the river. Put the cat in the bag and bag in the river.

Zwrotka 1 Ola, co lśni jak poranne zorze, Jej cera boska – aż świat się trwoży. Grecka Afrodyta? To przy niej blednie, Bo Ola promienieje i w nocy, i we dnie! --- Zwrotka 2 Kosmetologia to jej jest misja, Wiedza, technika – nie ma tu fikcji! W gabinecie działa cuda gorliwie, Wszyscy pytają: „Jak to możliwe?!” --- Zwrotka 3 Nie ma podkładu – i tak jest boginią, Skóra alabaster, co światło odbija. Kremy, masaże – ma w jednym palcu, Zawsze gotowa, zawsze w natarciu! [Deep Instrumental Solo] Zwrotka 4 Siedzi w robocie, myśli głęboko, Jak sprawić, by klientowi lśniło dziś oko. Gdy wróci do domu, cera wciąż błyszczy, Jak złote zęby po wizycie u dentysty. --- Zwrotka 5 Ona i Ferbi to dream team na skwerku, Oboje nauczyć powinni się twerku. Nie ma tu lipy, w tym boskim duecie, Niedługo na pewno się o nich dowiecie. --- Zwrotka 6 Dłonie jak aksamit, a wiedza jak laser, Człowiek od razu zostawiłby kasę! Jej serum, jej peeling – wszystko to magia, Skumaj to ziomek, a może i nagraj! --- Zwrotka 7 Chłopy szaleją, wszyscy zazdroszczą, Jak ona to robi? To czysta rozkosz! Patrzą i widzą – bogini w realu, Nie zdradzi swych ona sekretnych rytuałów! --- Bridge Patrz na jej twarz - widać w niej blask. Patrz na jej ciało - wciąż jej za mało. Spójrz w jej oczy - one mogą zamroczyć, Cieeeee!!! --- Outro Bukowiec ją zna, Łódź zaś szanuje, Ola królowa, co świat kontroluje! Igłami kłuje, chłop jej jest z Brójec, Aż słów brakuje, pakuje już siebie, mieczem nie wojuje, bo od miecza można zginąć.

If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt, Mixed the tar wrong, now it won’t even dry, Stepped outside and got stuck like a fly. If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt. If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt, Laid it down lumpy, now it’s rough as a trail, Even Amazon stopped deliverin’ my mail. If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt. If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt, (if you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt) If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt, Wife took one look, said, "It’s all your fault!" If you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt. (if you pave your driveway, it's your own asphalt)

[verse 1] Thought we'd laugh, it was all in fun, Didn't know the damage I had done. Your silence hit me hard today, I'd give anything to take it away. [Chorus] You know I'm sorry, I messed up bad, Never meant to make you feel this sad. Should've known better, should' ve thought it through, Can we fix what's broken, me and you? [Verse 2] That joke I played, it went too far, Now l' m left here with this heavy scar. I see the hurt that filled your eyes, Now all I want is to make things right. [Chorus] You know Im sorry, I messed up bad, Never meant to make you feel this sad. Should've known better, should' ve thought it through, Can we fix what's broken, me and you? [Bridge] I know trust ain't easy to repair, But l' m here for you, l'll always care. If I could turn back time, I swear I would, To make it right and be understood. [Verse 3] I miss your laugh, your light so bright, It's been too quiet since that night. I hope you'll hear this sorry song, And know l've loved you all along.

Well, Aziz’s got a ride, a real old gem, A ‘67 Impala, it’s his best friend, Chrome shining bright under the big ol’ sun, He drives through the streets, man, he’s on the run. With a rumble in the engine, it’s music to his ears, He’s rollin’ with the top down, kickin’ back his fears, Got his buddy Saleh, they’re playin’ Roblox all night, Building worlds together, everything feels right. Aziz and his Impala, they’re the perfect pair, Cruisin’ down the road without a single care, With Saleh by his side, and Mohammed in the game, They’re takin’ on Valhalla, but it’s never quite the same. Oh, life’s good, in the country sun, Aziz, his Impala, and the friends he’s won. Mohammed’s on the screen, his brother’s all in, They’re fightin’ in Valhalla, feelin’ like kings, Axes and swords, they’re ready for the storm, Takin’ on the battles ‘til the break of dawn. Aziz takes a break, feels that wheel in his hand, He’s back in his Impala, drivin’ through the land, Saleh’s in the back, laughin’ all the way, They’re rollin’ down the highway, where the memories stay. Aziz and his Impala, they’re the perfect pair, Cruisin’ down the road without a single care, With Saleh by his side, and Mohammed in the game, They’re takin’ on Valhalla, but it’s never quite the same. Oh, life’s good, in the country sun, Aziz, his Impala, and the friends he’s won. Yeah, they might be online, but they’re together in spirit, Aziz in his Impala, man, you can’t beat it, With Saleh on the headset, and Mohammed by his side, They’re livin’ their best life, in the countryside. Aziz and his Impala, they’re the perfect pair, Cruisin’ down the road without a single care, With Saleh by his side, and Mohammed in the game, They’re takin’ on Valhalla, but it’s never quite the same. Oh, life’s good, in the country sun, Aziz, his Impala, and the friends he’s won. Aziz and his Impala, just ridin’ free, With Saleh and Mohammed, just livin’ wild and easy. Yeah, in that old Chevy, they’re headed down the track, Together, through the games and life, they’ll never look back.

[Verse] Chinjuu chettan rides the wind so free His slippers mismatched but he don't decree With a mango in hand and a laugh that rings He's the king of chaos where joy always springs [Chorus] Rajavaa oh Chinjuu Rajavaa Dancing through life with a laid-back ta-da No plans no maps he does it his way Rajavaa oh Chinjuu lightens our day [Verse 2] Down the lanes where the trees bow low Chinjuu finds treasures that only he knows A pebble a feather a random good grin He carries them all in the bag within [Bridge] People may wonder how he gets by With no rhyme or reason just stars in the sky But Chinjuu chettan’s got the secret You see Life’s about moments as wild as can be [Verse 3] He whistles a tune that sounds out of key Yet birds join the chorus as if in glee With a crooked hat and a swagger so fine Chinjuu in the chaos makes the stars align [Chorus] Rajavaa oh Chinjuu Rajavaa Dancing through life with a laid-back ta-da No plans no maps he does it his way Rajavaa oh Chinjuu lightens our day

[Verse] Mr. Erskine packed his coat of wool Stepped into history's swirling pool Through cobbled streets and shadows wide The whispers of the past would be his guide [Chorus] Oh Mr. Erskine The times unwind Seeking truth that few would find Marxists shouting in red they scheme Pan Slavist murmurs thread his dream [Verse 2] In smoky rooms where debates ignite The reformers swore they’d set things right Boundless change or steady hold fast The future weighed heavy on the past [Chorus] Oh Mr. Erskine The puzzle spins A tangled web where wars begin Voices clash in fervent streams History shakes Not all is as it seems [Bridge] Through banners raised and treaties torn Ideas of peace and those still unborn Did the seeds of war in silence grow Erskine chases what others don't know [Verse 3] Marx’s ideas drift through the town Worker’s hopes rise though nations frown Pan Slav hearts knit unity’s thread But old rulers march where angels dread

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