Lingua latina non penis canina (правильный вариант — «lingua latina non est penis canis», убейся, знаток!. Правильно будет Lingua latina non penis caninumus est. И да будет свет и просвещение!) — средневековый мем готичных ботанов, которые, по тем временам, вместо компьютеров изучали латынь в обязательном порядке. Переводится как «латинский язык — не хуй собачий», означает неимоверную трудность изучения латыни и большую крутость ее освоивших.
Two jealous sisters, they're waiting for me And one is laid on the floor And one is changing the locks on the doors And I've been buying the time on my knees And I've been selling their blankets to bleed (on)
Around the house by the sea The scent of roses and raspberry leaves And there is smoke in my clothes Too much time with just smoke in my nose And I've been making the meaning they lack And I've been burning that book they come back too
There is a house by the sea And an ocean between it and me And like the shape of a wave The jealous sisters will sing on my grave And I've been living to run where they led And I've been dying to rise from their bed And I've been sparing my neck from their chain And they've been changing the sound of my name And I've been swimming to them in my sleep And I've been dreaming our love and our freedom
Mando Diao - CrystalFade away... All that we have dreamed of Bergman said it all, the magic is in the fall, so true...
When you see him tell him all that you don't know all how much we've grown so I cry but like always, I don't feel that much in here so I sit by your side just to be near you oh lord please don't take him yet
Now you're gone, you're with angels I will soon come visit you and talk about, the time we had together and our town is filled with tears
Don't feel bad while you're there life was only sad sad while you were here filled with rage and fear and now I sit by your side but you can't hear me you can always count on me
don't feel sad, you're with angels I will soon come visit you and talk about, the time we had together now our town is filled with tears
so I sit by your side although you're not with me when I comfort you, when I come to you
and like always, right here by your side
don't feel sad, you're with angels I will soon come visit you and talk about, the time we had together and our town is filled with tears