One After 909
(Slovenian)
Mi vsi smo krizani, clani izbrani mesarskega ceha,
compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala!
Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali, bojmo se zanamcev,
skrivajmo svoje namene: eja, eja, alala!
Izostrimo cute, eja, eja, veter zge med zitom, eja,
eja, nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala!
Namenili smo si Veliko Strast: KDO DVOMI O STRASNI
MOCI TEH ROGOV!
(English)
We are all crucified, chosen members of the
butcher's guild, compagna dei maccella: eja,
eja, alala!
Let's not blow the fire from the mouth of the
beast, let's fear the progeny, hide our
intentions: eja, eja, alala!
Let's sharpen our senses, eja, eja, the wind is
burning in the wheat, eja, eja, our flesh smells
scorched: eja, eja, alala!
We destined the Great Lust for ourselves:
WHO DOUBTS THE TERRIBLE POWER OF THESE HORNS!
Jak ogien sie pali, Jak woda sie leje. Tak moje serce, Za Twoim szaleje.
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