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math & emotion - the square root of one · perdere per vincere (the italian opening) · love has too much audience · fighting colours · gridami · hanham vs. steinitz · lauf, lauf! · twisted words

math & emotion - the square root of one
run the math, clarify the misery

show me the master - in math and emotion
how to subtract - love from distortion?
how to add - death and peace
if you find the formula - i´ll get release

did you know - the common denominator?
is the creature - greater than the creator?
we created numbers - to seize soldiers and land
but you can´t say in numbers - the loss of a friend

is there a structure - all depends on?
what is the reason, - the total, the sum?
is there a teacher? - cos maybe i´m wrong?
can´t be all - the square root of one?

math and emotion
love and distortion
death and peace
i want release

math and emotion
love and distortion
death and peace
i plead for release

soldiers and land
the loss of a friend
the total, the sum
maybe i´m wrong?

creature or creator?
the common denominator
it seems all depends on
the square root of one

is there a master key, a unicode,
a melody in a perfect mode?
to clarify this misery
insanity and overload

if you´re the master - in math and emotion
would you subtract - love from distortion?
would you please - add death and peace?
run the math - and i´ll get release

free us from numbers - the knowledge we praise
we cannot control - the spirits we raise
all that remains - is torture and pain
we erase ourselves - in a zero-sum game

 


perdere per vincere (the italian opening)
non credere ai pazzi di soldi
ti fanno dimenticare gli amici
svuota le tue tasche
butta tuoi soldi per strada
il tempo é l´oro dell´ essere
perdere per vincere

a volte si deve perdere per vincere
per vincere
a volte si deve perdere per vincere
per vincere

si soffia e si gira
si cerca di capire
si semina e non si raccoglie niente,
cambia, ogni giorno si vede piú chiaro
dai tutto non tenerti niente
solo cosi si puó esistere
soltanto quando si é alla fine
si vede l´inizio
si vede l´inizio

a volte si deve perdere per vincere
per vincere
a volte si deve perdere per vincere
per vincere

si chiude e si apre
viene e vá
non esisterebbe vita
se non muore una cosa, per far vivere l´altra
si ama e non conviene, ci si odia
si dá quello che si ha, ma non si crea niente
si vince, ricevendo potere
ma non si ride
si vede l´inizio

perdere per vincere

 


love has too much audience
a coyly glance at happiness
a yearning for the missing touch
crawl toward the other´s favour
and get lost like a hedgehog in the lane.

in this darkness
we masturbate the solitude from our bodies
for the sake of peace
behind windows without a view

when did we start to tolerate this emptiness?
forgotten, the most important words

when will we cease to hide ourselves?
and demand back our ability to feel and move?

the last call is called

let´s roll the idea
make the first kiss
throw your lot in

arise,
in a common motion

love has too much audience
if you get touched don´t waste your chance
you shouldn´t stand while others dance
cos you can´t face the consequence

yearning for the missing touch
crawl toward the other´s favour
with bloody chapped hearts
we get lost like a hedgehog in the lane

watch your grace
watch yourself

see yourself in everything, in everything,
you are everything, everything

start to move
start to turn

here is the last call

it all starts tonight. right here. right now
something has changed, something deep inside your heart
the minister of defence finally meets the turtle on its back
believe me, the math works out tonight

this is the last call

 


fighting colours
wir leben hinter dem mond
und haben die schnauze voll
und alle halten scheu die hände auf
ich denke an fliehende schwarz-weiße schachfiguren
aus verlorenen spielen,
bringen sie den dunklen plan in die helligkeit zurück
die umarmung stillt den willen nach sehnsucht, selbstlos
liebster komm näher, die lebenden sitzen auf kalten kohlen
ich öffne mein herz, greif zu!
du findest blut und fleisch, nicht mich
wie gut muss ein leichenschmaus sein, um ein ende zu setzen
es ist halb acht, die uhr ist viertel voll

und wir sind ganz zusammen

 


gridami
quando novellamente
nasce nel cor profondo
un amoroso affetto,
languido e stanco insiem con esso in petto
un desiderio di morir si sente
cosa c´é di bello aver bisogno dell´altro? che senso ha?

gridami, tirami, amami
stai con me, stai con me

giocami, rischiami, trattami
ma pensa, pensami

toccami, sceglimi, guidami
fai con me, fai con me

dominami, spingimi, usami
ma stai, stai con me

gridami, tirami, amami
stai con me, stai con me

senza l´altro si perde in questo gioco
tienimi, muovimi, diventa il mio refúgio
guarda, io combatto per te
forza, fai tutto quello che hai in mente

lasciaci giocare. per non morire
la danza d'emozione inizia con un tocco,
e con ogni tocco poi diventa piú grande
e cresce insieme, quello che deve stare insieme
combattiamo questa vita, come un gioco da bambino

 


hanham vs. steinitz
1.e2-e4 e7-e5 2.g1-f3 b8-c6 3.f1-c4 f8-c5 4.c2-c3 g8-f6
5.d2-d3 d7-d6 6.b1-d2 c5-b6 7.c4-b3 c6-e7 8.d2-c4 e7-g6
9.h2-h3 c7-c6 10.0-0 b6-c7 11.a2-a4 d8-e7 12.f1-e1 0-0
13.d3-d4 g8-h8 14.d1-d3 f6-h5 15.f3-h2 h5-f4 16.c1xf4 g6xf4
17.d3-g3 c8-e6 18.a1-d1 f7-f6 19.h2-f1 e7-f7 20.f1-e3 d6-d5
21.e4xd5 c6xd5 22.d4xe5 d5xc4 23.b3xc4 f6xe5 24.b2-b3 e5-e4
25.g3-h4 a8-e8 26.d1-d4 g7-g5 27.h4-h6 f4xh3+ 28.g1-h1 h3xf2+
29.h1-g1 f2-h3+ 30.g1-h1 f7-f2 31.e1-f1 f2-g1+ 32.f1xg1 h3-f2#
0-1

 


lauf, lauf!
wenn du fällst, wenn du brichst
keiner hält was er verspricht
kein land, keine sicht
kein wort, kein gewicht

kein glaube, kein licht
du verlierst dein gesicht
deine kraft, deine macht
keiner weiß, dass du weinst wenn du lachst

es kommt die zeit, deine zeit
zeig dich jetzt, sei bereit
steh auf! steh auf!
lauf, lauf!

schau nach vorn, kein zurück
bau´ dich auf, stück für stück
steh auf! steh auf!
lauf, lauf!

spreng die norm, deine form
stell dich jetzt, komm nach vorn
mit dem herz in der hand
mit dem kopf durch die wand

jetzt kommt der schmerz. keine angst
du bekommst, was du verlangst
dein blut, dein schweiß
keiner hört, daß du schreist, wenn du schweigst

das ist freiheit, das ist leben
wenn man lernt nie aufzugeben
das ist friede. das ist krieg
wenn man lernt, wie man sich selbst besiegt

das ist freiheit. das ist leben
das ist friede. das ist krieg

 

twisted words
talking voices
voices talking

twisted words and flattery
words without capacity
would you, please! don´t talk to me
you spit the speech of misery

you don´t really care
you pollute my air
i don´t want to share
please piss off, this is my square

tasteless bread and circuses
enticing lies, they come for less
channelized like playing chess
with calculated friendliness

you don´t understand
you are not my friend
won´t do what you demand
don´t touch the bottle in my hand

get smashed, get crashed, get pissed
tolerance will not exist
call the existencialist
in this world you won´t get missed

all the people in the street
give the assurance that i need
twisted words and gossip talk
chit chat everywhere i walk

get smashed, get crashed, get pissed
tolerance will not exist
kill you all, is on my list
in this world you won´t get missed

all the people in the street
give the licence that i need
twisted words and gossip talk
chit chat everywhere i walk

i wanna line the pieces up
don´t cross. don´t make me stop
hopelessness has reached the top
i handle problems with a cut

all my efforts hit the wall
no one ever hear my call
i´ve scratched the massage from my soul
thanks for watching, that´s my fall

won´t breath this hatemosphere
won´t swallow what i hear
won´t waste another year
i won´t cry no further tear

i´ll erase the memory
every line and melody
h. a. m. b. u. r. g.
i´ll carry out the prophecy

you´re the squatter of my brain
you´re the winner in this game
you´re the bottle in my hand
i swallow for a happy end