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Malchik Gey

Malchik gey, malchik gey, malchik gey
Malchik, malchik, malchik, malchik gey
Malchik gey, malchik gey, malchik
Malchik gey, malchik gey, malchik gey
Malchik gey, malchik gey, malchik
Malchik, malchik, malchik
Smotrish nezhno,
Zhdyosh ego vnimanya.
Chuvstva te zhe,
No, ne ponimayu
Skolko mozhno
Zhit, lyubya, ukradkoi.
Ochen slozhno
Skryt tvoi povadki,
Ochen trudno
Skryt moi stradanya.
Ochen, ochen, ochen ochen
Neprilichnoe zhelane.
Malchik gey, malchik gey
Bud so mnoi ponaglei.
Ot styda ne krasnei,
Malchik gey, malchik gey
Polozhi na druzei,
Malchik gey, malchik gey.
Ot menya ,
Malchik gey gey
Slyozy dushat,
Mysli zhit meshayut.
Trudno slushat.
Net, ne ponimayu.
Da, ya znayu vse tvoi sekrety.
Kak ty terpish tvyordye pridmety?
Vse zhe znayu, eto beznadyozhno,
No mechtayu, tayutayutayutayutayutayu...
Malchik gey, malchik gey
Bud so mnoi ponaglei.
Ot styda ne krasnei,
Malchik gey, malchik gey
Polozhi na druzei,
Malchik gey, malchik gey.
Ot menya ,
Malchik gey gey

song performed by Tatu
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Malchick Gey

Malchick gey, malchick gey,
Malchick, malchick gey,
Malchick gey, malchick gey,
Malchick gey, malchick gey,
Malchick gey, malchick gey,
Malchick gey. malchick gey,
Malchick .. malchick, malchick.
Handsome, tender, soft,
Why do you look right through me.
Thinking, no I cant deny my feelings.
Growing, strong I tried
To keep believing, dreaming on.
And every time I see you I cry more,
I want to hold you closer, closer, closer, closer.
But you leave me feeling frozen.
Malchick gey, malchick gey, I can be all you need.
Wont you please stay with me? malchick gey, malchick gey.
Apologies mother please. malchick gey, malchick gey.
Cant erase what I feel. malchick gey, gey malchick gey.
Malchick gey, malchick gey, malchick gey, malchick, malchick.
Choking making motion,
I try to keep on hoping for a way,
A reason for a softer common close.
I long for you to hold me like a boyfriend does.
And though my dream is slowly fading,
I want to be the object, object, object, object,
Of your passions body hopeless.
Malchick gey, malchick gey, I can be all you need.
Wont you please stay with me? malchick gey, malchick gey.
Apologies mother please. malchick gey, malchick gey.
Cant erase what I feel. malchick gey, gey malchick gey

song performed by Tatu
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The Spaewife

OH, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Why chops are guid to brander and nane sae guid to fry.
An’ siller, that ’s sae braw to keep, is brawer still to gi’e.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.

Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Hoo a’things come to be whaur we find them when we try,
The lasses in their claes an’ the fishes in the sea.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.

Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Why lads are a’ to sell an’lasses a’ to buy;
An’ naebody for dacency but barely twa or three.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.

Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Gin death’s as shure to men as killin’ is to kye,
Why God has filled the yearth sae fu’ o’ tasty things to pree.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.

Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
The reason o’ the cause an’ the wherefore o’ the why,
Wi’ mony anither riddle brings the tear into my e’e.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.

poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Hannover Medical School

in your beds
a town burns away
every year

mere
casualties in the sophisticated
battle

your main hall -
a gey concrete upward slab
tears up the sky

inner hall streets
pierce you & link very
nook to no nook

benumb
confuse poor stray
foofolk

poem by Michael Witkowski
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anything is possible For M'lady Tara

I’d been driving since early morn
and some where I had gone astray
I was weary and travel worn.
I had to find a place to stay.

A good nights rest, a hearty meal
would make a new man out of me
I hoped the road would soon
reveal a wayside inn or hostelry.

I had not seen another soul
since I had left the main highway.
This single track seemed to unroll
in front of me in some strange way.

I was too tired to concentrate
I was fatigued and needed rest
I knew the hour was growing lat
and I decided it would be best

To book into the first hotel
or bed and breakfast I could find.
Either one would suit me well
I did not care I would not mind.

Just then I saw some way ahead
a building with a sign outside.
When I got closer I could read.
Be welcome stranger step inside.

I parked my car just off the track
and boldly knocked upon the door.
Which slowly opened just a crack
then gradually a little more

Until at last it opened wide.
That doors gey stiff, a sharp voice said.
An ancient lady stood inside.
I asked her if she had a bed.

I have two rooms and they’re both free
the season hasn’t started yet.
So come you in where you can see
It is not often that I get.

A visitor at all these days
not since they built the carrigeway
She fanned the fire into a blaze.
She was quite certain I would stay.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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