Mazeppa, TH 7: Spi, mladyenits moy prekrasniy (Maria's Lullaby) - Cornelius Meister, ORF Radiosymphonieorchester & Aida Garifullina

Ngoba thina s'yaspana (Thina size la ngom' sebenzi) Ngoba thina s'yaspana (Thina size la ngom' sebenzi) Ngoba thina s'yaspana (Thina size la ngom' sebenzi) Ngoba thina s'yaspana (Thina size la ngom' sebenzi) Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off Isay catch me on my day off

Cut out my heart with no Novocain There's nothin' to numb the pain and everything hurts, yeah Who knew that Hell could be Heaven-sent? I guess that's what happens when a blessing gets cursed Now she turned her Silverado to a getaway Just another wild horse that got out the gate Now we're tail lights, burnin' down the interstate And I really wanna chase her, I ain't thinkin' straight Thinkin' straight, either way She was gone by the sunrise Started rainin' in the summertime (summertime) Pickin' pieces of my heart up off the floor, whoa, whoa Girl, I wish I had a warnin' shot of that 90-proof Little liquor in my blood when you told me we're through, yeah Hold the rocks on the 42 Need a bottle in my hand just to handle the truth, yeah Gotta do what you gotta do But girl, I ain't bulletproof, bulletproof So let me get a warning shot or maybe two And then maybe I'll remember to forget about you, yeah Roll tide, girl, always out of time, girl She in church on Sunday, but it's Friday all the time, girl Blindsided, didn't read the fine print Swervin' 'cross the county lines Now she turned her Silverado to a getaway Just another wild horse that got out the gate Now we're tail lights, burnin' down the interstate And I really wanna chase her, I ain't thinkin' straight Thinkin' straight, either way She was gone by the sunrise Started rainin' in the summertime (summertime) Pickin' pieces of my heart up off the floor, whoa, whoa Girl, I wish I had a warnin' shot of that 90-proof Little liquor in my blood when you told me we're through, yeah Hold the rocks on the 42 Need a bottle in my hand just to handle the truth, yeah Gotta do what you gotta do But girl, I ain't bulletproof, bulletproof So let me get a warning shot or maybe two And then maybe I'll remember to forget about you, yeah

Lauft Weil der Meister uns gesandt Verkünden wir den Untergang Der Reiter der Boshaftigkeit Füttert sein Geschwür aus Neid, Neid, Neid, Neid Die Wahrheit ist wie ein Gewitter Es kommt zu dir, du kannst es hören Es kund zu tun, ist ach so bitter Es kommt zu dir, um zu zerstören, um zu zerstören, um zu zerstören Weil die Nacht im Sterben lag Verkünden wir den jüngsten Tag Es wird kein Erbarmen geben Lauft, lauft (lauft lauft lauft lauft) um euer Leben Die Wahrheit ist ein Chor aus Wind Kein Engel kommt, um euch zu rächen Diese Tage eure letzten sind Wie Stäbchen wird es euch zerbrechen, euch zerbrechen, euch zerbrechen Wie Stäbchen wird es euch zerbrechen Es kommt zu euch. Es kommt zu euch. Es kommt zu euch. Die Wahrheit ist ein Chor aus Wind Kein Engel kommt, um euch zu rächen Diese Tage eure letzten sind Wie Stäbchen wird es euch zerbrechen, euch zerbrechen, euch zerbrechen