Aşa
About Aşa [Asha] "sounds like a gathering of Bob Marley and Jimmy Cliff reg… Read Full Bio ↴About Aşa [Asha] "sounds like a gathering of Bob Marley and Jimmy Cliff reggae, Erika Badu phrasings, Joan Armatrading and Suzanne Vega acoustic guitar strumming, and Tracy Chapman lyrical sensibilities, the album Aşa immediately grabs you" - Huffington
Africa, like a bubbling melting pot at the heart of today’s most exciting musical movements…
Africa, like a cry of rebellion ringing in your ears…
Africa, like an enduring mark on all the television screens of the world…
Africa, like…
Aşa was born in Paris. Her early life in the City of Light left the little girl with only the vaguest of (happy) memories, since she was no more than two years old when her family returned to live in Nigeria. Paris was just one stage in the life of her courageous and hard-working parents. But her fate was tied up with the city: it was to Paris that Aşa returned twenty years later and where her life as an artist took wing.
Aşa grew up in Lagos, a city teeming with people and buzzing with energy but also home to a deep-rooted spirituality. Islam thrives shoulder to shoulder with Christianity in an atmosphere of tolerance, the young imitate America, and the turbulent city moves endlessly in an infernal and yet harmonious ballet of love and hate, laughter and violence, poverty and wealth.
“Lagos is the New York of Nigeria. If you want to get anywhere in music, that’s where you’ll find the best opportunities, as well as the worst pitfalls.”
Aşa was the only girl in the family and had to share her parents, not often present, with three brothers. At a tender age she began to look after the house during her father and mother’s frequent absences. That is when Aşa started to sing. The desire to sing came to her and didn’t go away, carving out a permanent place in her soul. So Aşa sang her heart out. She preferred singing to talking, improvising endlessly — until her mother made her stop! Over the years her father had built up a fine collection of records featuring soul classics and Nigerian music. The little girl grew up to the sounds of artists including Marvin Gaye, Fela Kuti, Bob Marley, Aretha Franklin, Sunny Ade, Ebenezer Obey and Lagbaja and went on to draw inspiration from them. Aşa was a lonely child. The family, her brothers, Africa….and yet: she didn’t fit into the usual clichés and was often sad, feeling out of place in childhood, even more so in the world of adolescence. She was different, and music became an escape route as well as a daydream. Aşa would sometimes go to the park with her bothers to sing and dance, but more often took refuge in an imaginary universe that was her’s alone. Decked out in a wig borrowed from the maternal treasure chest, a tube of cream serving as her mike, revelling in the freedom of no one watching her, she sang Michael Jackson and Bob Marley hits and greeted an imaginary crowd…
“I was a tomboy and when I was a teenager I became very shy because people made fun of me…in my own way, I was already attracting attention! I got in the habit of never doing anything like everyone else. People didn’t understand my low-pitched deep voice, the choirs didn’t want anything to do with me. I had to get to church first if I was to have any chance of getting near the mike!”
Aşa fought back. Against rejection, against the ups and downs of a life where, to achieve what people call happiness, she had to sacrifice everything. She was twelve when her mother sent her to one of the best schools in the country. But educational excellence had a bitter taste: five years of studies and hardship. When she came home, she discovered Erika Badu, D’Angelo, Rafaël Saadiq, Lauryn Hill, Femi Kuti and Angélique Kidjo, in whose footprints she dreamt of following. At 18, Aşa was very familiar with frustration. The university was on strike, the choirs were snubbing her. Nevertheless, she managed to get her voice heard on a few radio talent shows and her first applause brought her boundless pleasure. She then signed up, in secret, for the Peter King’s School of Music and learnt to play the guitar in 6 months.
Music and independence: Aşa was insatiable in her desire to live life to the fullest, to meet people, to be immersed in music.
Aşa, in her own opinion, is not a commercial product and not a sex kitten. But she is dazzlingly talented and gifted with a will of iron. She began to feel the wind of success blowing in her direction. A wind strong enough to sweep her away, but that would be forgetting that Aşa does, after all, mean little falcon, a nickname acquired following a running away incident in childhood. She was offered contracts, concerts and money, but Aşa was determined to make her music just the way she wanted. In 2004 she met her manager, Janet, who introduced her to Cobhams Emmanuel Asuquo, who in turn became her musical partner. And enabled Aşa the free spirit, to find her bearings: songs in English and Yoruba, music falling somewhere between pop and soul, inspired by her musical heritage — with particular care paid to the melodies — and reflecting the feeling she puts into it. Her texts talk about her country, the things in life, the things in her life, all delivered with feigned naivety and real irony.
“I like writing or thinking about my texts on the bus, or the molué, as we call it. 49 seats, 99 passengers standing up, as Fela described it. Everyone’s squashed up together and mini-dramas break out all the time. And, at the end of the day, we still manage to laugh, that’s where our strength lies …”
It was at this stage of her life that Aşa finally returned to Paris. This was her chance to test out her talent on the French musical scene, playing with artists such as the Nubians, Manu Dibango, Doctor L and Tony Allen. In the meantime, back in Nigeria, her first single, Eyé Adaba, then Jailer, were beginning to get airtime. MTV chose her as the ambassador for South Africa, her popularity was growing and, when she went back, she opened for Akon, John Legend, Beyoncé and Snoop Dogg amongst others.
Aşa talks to the people.
“I want my music to touch people. As an African, I want to give hope back to my people, but also to speak in their name. I want to show the world that something beautiful and positive can come out of the black continent and inspire young people all over the world.”
Aşa soon signed to the Naïve label. Partnered by Cobhams, and with the new involvement of Christophe Dupouy, she produced a magnificent eponymous album: the music’s grace reflects its tempo, humour is never far from emotion, the melodies are unstoppable, the young singer’s voice and energy testify to her enormous talent. The flautist Magic Malik is also featured, shedding his light on the eleven tracks, where the almost magical simplicity of the way the melodies get under your skin should not hide the richness of the arrangements: elegant strings, perfectly placed drums and percussion, guitar — her favourite instrument — along with the Hammond organ playing the field between funk and soul. R&b rubs up against pop, with reggae also making an appearance on Fire On The Mountain, the first track released from the album, an impertinent and barely-disguised metaphor for an ignorant and indifferent world. Anyone who refuses to pay attention to the sparks will have no choice but to run when the fire breaks out. The fire, it’s the conflicts we neglect because there is no oil at stake, but it’s also the paedophiles, domestic violence and poverty on your doorstep, and so on. Aşa expresses her bittersweet point of view on the realities that move her in different forms, from daydream to nose-thumbing to SOS. Her aim is, of course, to transmit positive values, but also to put words to the things that hurt: Jailer, another highlight of the album, reinterprets the old adage “you reap what you sow”. This emblematic song with its irresistible refrain opens the album by denouncing modern slavery in all its forms. Aşa combines these committed pieces with messages of hope: Eye Adaba (dove in Yoruba) where her voice takes on a fragile air to echo the acoustic guitar, 360, Peace, No One Knows… So Beautiful, a vibrant homage to her mother, Subway and Bi’Banke which take an original and insightful approach to love, full of strength and sensitivity. Sensuality intertwines with spirituality, rebellion with wisdom, on an inspired and optimistic first album. Highly personal and totally universal, Aşa’s music will undoubtedly cross all frontiers, not just geographical, but also those of the heart and soul.
Africa, like the world’s pulse…
Africa, like a troublemaker…
Africa, like a cry of hope ringing in your ears…
Africa, like Aşa
.
Africa, like a bubbling melting pot at the heart of today’s most exciting musical movements…
Africa, like a cry of rebellion ringing in your ears…
Africa, like an enduring mark on all the television screens of the world…
Africa, like…
Aşa was born in Paris. Her early life in the City of Light left the little girl with only the vaguest of (happy) memories, since she was no more than two years old when her family returned to live in Nigeria. Paris was just one stage in the life of her courageous and hard-working parents. But her fate was tied up with the city: it was to Paris that Aşa returned twenty years later and where her life as an artist took wing.
Aşa grew up in Lagos, a city teeming with people and buzzing with energy but also home to a deep-rooted spirituality. Islam thrives shoulder to shoulder with Christianity in an atmosphere of tolerance, the young imitate America, and the turbulent city moves endlessly in an infernal and yet harmonious ballet of love and hate, laughter and violence, poverty and wealth.
“Lagos is the New York of Nigeria. If you want to get anywhere in music, that’s where you’ll find the best opportunities, as well as the worst pitfalls.”
Aşa was the only girl in the family and had to share her parents, not often present, with three brothers. At a tender age she began to look after the house during her father and mother’s frequent absences. That is when Aşa started to sing. The desire to sing came to her and didn’t go away, carving out a permanent place in her soul. So Aşa sang her heart out. She preferred singing to talking, improvising endlessly — until her mother made her stop! Over the years her father had built up a fine collection of records featuring soul classics and Nigerian music. The little girl grew up to the sounds of artists including Marvin Gaye, Fela Kuti, Bob Marley, Aretha Franklin, Sunny Ade, Ebenezer Obey and Lagbaja and went on to draw inspiration from them. Aşa was a lonely child. The family, her brothers, Africa….and yet: she didn’t fit into the usual clichés and was often sad, feeling out of place in childhood, even more so in the world of adolescence. She was different, and music became an escape route as well as a daydream. Aşa would sometimes go to the park with her bothers to sing and dance, but more often took refuge in an imaginary universe that was her’s alone. Decked out in a wig borrowed from the maternal treasure chest, a tube of cream serving as her mike, revelling in the freedom of no one watching her, she sang Michael Jackson and Bob Marley hits and greeted an imaginary crowd…
“I was a tomboy and when I was a teenager I became very shy because people made fun of me…in my own way, I was already attracting attention! I got in the habit of never doing anything like everyone else. People didn’t understand my low-pitched deep voice, the choirs didn’t want anything to do with me. I had to get to church first if I was to have any chance of getting near the mike!”
Aşa fought back. Against rejection, against the ups and downs of a life where, to achieve what people call happiness, she had to sacrifice everything. She was twelve when her mother sent her to one of the best schools in the country. But educational excellence had a bitter taste: five years of studies and hardship. When she came home, she discovered Erika Badu, D’Angelo, Rafaël Saadiq, Lauryn Hill, Femi Kuti and Angélique Kidjo, in whose footprints she dreamt of following. At 18, Aşa was very familiar with frustration. The university was on strike, the choirs were snubbing her. Nevertheless, she managed to get her voice heard on a few radio talent shows and her first applause brought her boundless pleasure. She then signed up, in secret, for the Peter King’s School of Music and learnt to play the guitar in 6 months.
Music and independence: Aşa was insatiable in her desire to live life to the fullest, to meet people, to be immersed in music.
Aşa, in her own opinion, is not a commercial product and not a sex kitten. But she is dazzlingly talented and gifted with a will of iron. She began to feel the wind of success blowing in her direction. A wind strong enough to sweep her away, but that would be forgetting that Aşa does, after all, mean little falcon, a nickname acquired following a running away incident in childhood. She was offered contracts, concerts and money, but Aşa was determined to make her music just the way she wanted. In 2004 she met her manager, Janet, who introduced her to Cobhams Emmanuel Asuquo, who in turn became her musical partner. And enabled Aşa the free spirit, to find her bearings: songs in English and Yoruba, music falling somewhere between pop and soul, inspired by her musical heritage — with particular care paid to the melodies — and reflecting the feeling she puts into it. Her texts talk about her country, the things in life, the things in her life, all delivered with feigned naivety and real irony.
“I like writing or thinking about my texts on the bus, or the molué, as we call it. 49 seats, 99 passengers standing up, as Fela described it. Everyone’s squashed up together and mini-dramas break out all the time. And, at the end of the day, we still manage to laugh, that’s where our strength lies …”
It was at this stage of her life that Aşa finally returned to Paris. This was her chance to test out her talent on the French musical scene, playing with artists such as the Nubians, Manu Dibango, Doctor L and Tony Allen. In the meantime, back in Nigeria, her first single, Eyé Adaba, then Jailer, were beginning to get airtime. MTV chose her as the ambassador for South Africa, her popularity was growing and, when she went back, she opened for Akon, John Legend, Beyoncé and Snoop Dogg amongst others.
Aşa talks to the people.
“I want my music to touch people. As an African, I want to give hope back to my people, but also to speak in their name. I want to show the world that something beautiful and positive can come out of the black continent and inspire young people all over the world.”
Aşa soon signed to the Naïve label. Partnered by Cobhams, and with the new involvement of Christophe Dupouy, she produced a magnificent eponymous album: the music’s grace reflects its tempo, humour is never far from emotion, the melodies are unstoppable, the young singer’s voice and energy testify to her enormous talent. The flautist Magic Malik is also featured, shedding his light on the eleven tracks, where the almost magical simplicity of the way the melodies get under your skin should not hide the richness of the arrangements: elegant strings, perfectly placed drums and percussion, guitar — her favourite instrument — along with the Hammond organ playing the field between funk and soul. R&b rubs up against pop, with reggae also making an appearance on Fire On The Mountain, the first track released from the album, an impertinent and barely-disguised metaphor for an ignorant and indifferent world. Anyone who refuses to pay attention to the sparks will have no choice but to run when the fire breaks out. The fire, it’s the conflicts we neglect because there is no oil at stake, but it’s also the paedophiles, domestic violence and poverty on your doorstep, and so on. Aşa expresses her bittersweet point of view on the realities that move her in different forms, from daydream to nose-thumbing to SOS. Her aim is, of course, to transmit positive values, but also to put words to the things that hurt: Jailer, another highlight of the album, reinterprets the old adage “you reap what you sow”. This emblematic song with its irresistible refrain opens the album by denouncing modern slavery in all its forms. Aşa combines these committed pieces with messages of hope: Eye Adaba (dove in Yoruba) where her voice takes on a fragile air to echo the acoustic guitar, 360, Peace, No One Knows… So Beautiful, a vibrant homage to her mother, Subway and Bi’Banke which take an original and insightful approach to love, full of strength and sensitivity. Sensuality intertwines with spirituality, rebellion with wisdom, on an inspired and optimistic first album. Highly personal and totally universal, Aşa’s music will undoubtedly cross all frontiers, not just geographical, but also those of the heart and soul.
Africa, like the world’s pulse…
Africa, like a troublemaker…
Africa, like a cry of hope ringing in your ears…
Africa, like Aşa
.
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Aşa Lyrics
"Hyvät ystävät ja kylän miehet..." Arvoisa Suomen kansa... Hyvät ystävät ja kylän miehet. M…
360 We don’t have to go the three hundred and sixty…
365 Three sixty five days a year I give you all my…
4 ja puol Happee suokaa, huokaa läppii teeveest vuotaa siirapiista rä…
9 Lives Uh uhhhhh uh uh uh How many days can I wait How…
Aids Chorus: (0:15) Thought we were planning on meeting and seei…
Aishuu Rain Cafeteria 僕らがいつも過ごした あのカフェテリア どうやらひと月後には閉店らしい 街角賑わうレイニー たくさんメモリー 雨にやら…
Alas virtaa Ararat Itämerelle soi viimenen tanssi Levän ja veden valssi välkeh…
Alkuasukas Seutu on käymässä levottomaksi. Pian on varmaan vietävä vuoh…
Amsterdam It's 10AM off Amsterdam I know See the drugs everywhere you …
Anti olla Anti olla tämän soittajan En mä tullu teitä voittamaan Tää…
Ärränpeetä E-ee-e-ei, ei, ei, ei enää huolii Ei, e-ee-e-ei, ei, eikä o…
Awe Awe I bo lo lo ka Ta n fi wao ka Ibi…
Awé Awe Ibo lo lo ka Ta n fi wao ka Ibi o…
Baby Gone Baby I wish I could have been more for you Yes…
Bamidélé Bi inu e ba dun a bi inu e o…
Be My Man My mama used to tell me girl It ain't that cool…
Bed Of Stone She's been sleeping on a bed of stone By a window…
Bi Ban Ke I wake up I see you as you leave I feel…
Bibanke I wake up I see you as you leave I feel…
Bimpé Bimpe nba mi wi Ofowo sinu business mi Emi ire ko legbe Oko…
Bi’ban ke I wake up I see you as you leave I feel…
Broda Olé Oh ah, mo gbon pké Eyin ni broder oké Eyin le ko…
Burn Don't you see what I see Shey na everyday we go…
Celebrating My Life You're killing all my pride Make sure I'm still stuck in…
Come Why you won't tell me all your secrets Don't you know…
Dead Again No more your freaking bullshit No more you talking of lies N…
Don't Let Me Go Don't let me go Don't let me go now darling Want you…
Dreamer Girl Have you ever heard Of a dreamer girl Living in a world So…
Eläköön Mummola Oi, ku se aika juoksee taas Et jäämään luokse saa Syntyy j…
Esteitse Yksinää kävelin taskut täyn vihamiehii, pienenä saatoin pie…
Eye Adaba Ojumo ti mo ojumo ti momi Ni ile yi o Ojumo ti…
Eyo Taxi’s waiting down on the street so Hurry up I have…
Femi mo Olo'oun o femi mo Olo'oun o femi mo Won't say ikan gan…
Fire On The Mountain There is fire on the mountain And nobody seems to be…
Gaso grande finale Sen aamun mä muistan aina tattarisuol siel rapen paikal näy…
Good Thing Over waiting for you This plane is leaving without you 'Caus…
Grateful Era ile era ile won yin baba l'oke Yanrin okun yanrin…
Harhat Harmaan kerrostalon kivijalassa antiikkikauppa kuiskaajana …
Hidastaa Rotat hyppää veteen, laivan kansi palaa Kaikki ei tuu saama…
Home Could I make this any better If I learned how to…
How Did Love Find Me Can you do this for me Whisper a prayer Something's happenin…
Huojuvat Puut Kuuntele sun sydämesi ääntä, älä anna sen vaimentuu, laimen…
Huomenna on liian myöhä Jotain täytyy, jotain täytyy, jotain täytyy tehdä Meil on…
I Do Believe Mitt liv var långsamt utan dig Dagar kom och gick från…
Iba Nitori re mo se lo la Nitori re n mo se…
IDG E yo oh oh oh oh E yo oh oh oh…
Ife They try to tear us apart Say we're not made for…
Ikkunapaikka Kappale taigaa, taivaista sananii Masalla malawii, as laval…
ilu Ti ilu o ba dun Ti ilu o ba dun at…
Intro Te cojo y te estrujo enfrente to' el mundo Te cojo…
Jailer Mmm No, no, no, no Oh yeah I'm in chains, you're in chains…
Jani Ryikkönen alussa oli kaikki ja kaikki oli elossa alussa oli kaikki…
Jos nyrkit voisivat auttaa Jos nyrkit voisivat auttaa Vaan kuolema vallannu rauhan maan…
Kanttarilla kantarelli Mitä mitä vaa itä itä maas voi sattuu Ku taikasieni nosti…
Kevytlevitettä ja reiluu kauppaa Henkeen jauhoissa, moniin pauloissa arkun pohjast ota kanna…
Kläk kläk Kläk! Kläk! Siivet seinän suojaa, sä tulit tapaa luojaa.…
Kunniasana Ei voi ku skrivaa ku kunniasana ei enää paina. Okei. Jos…
Leijonaa mä metsästän Leijona tuumasta toimaa ydinvoimaa, kysypä viis kertaa, kuka…
Leijonaa metsästän Leijona tuumasta toimaa ydinvoimaa, kysypä viis kertaa, kuk…
Leipä lukkojen takana Tarjoilija, tarjoilija! tää ruoka on roskaa! Ravinteleis ta…
Loppuasukas Maasta noustu ruumiista liidetty ostoskärryy viritettyy kiiv…
Loveen lankeus Tähän käy mikä tahansa mutanen maankolkka. Tarvitaan syntys…
Mä haluun olla hippi Mustavalko ihmisii kymmensormijärjestelmil tökkien työntää m…
Mäk Avain Kävelen mielenosotust päin vastaseen suuntaan. Megafoni sul…
Makes No Sense Don't know why I have to be this way for…
Matelija sisällä Silmät ummistaes nään mahtavan valokaupungin, täyn käärmeit…
Mayana La, la-la-la, la Let's stowaway In the night when the light…
Maybe This world is full of pain Users and their useless ways Ther…
Meishou Philosophy 街灯眩しく今夜も灯りだす 貴方は何処ですか?車は走り去る ネオンの光は私を映写する タバコの煙ほら下品に吐き出して …
Mies Ojo pe ojo nla Ero de ero ya Ore ara molebi won…
Mitiih Juoksen täysii huoneeseen kerroksen rappusia Oven takan pum…
Monimuotosii Sä voit lähtee et pysty poistuu Salakavalasti pala palalt m…
Moving On I had to run away and hide Something happened in the…
Murder in the USA It all happened so fast, I can't recall Policemen everywhere…
Murheen musta mieli Sinua katselen taivaalla lentelemässä ja piirrän arkille, m…
My Dear Ojo pe ojo nla Ero de ero ya Ore ara molebi won…
Natural Mystic There's a natural mystic blowing through the air If you list…
New Good Thing Over waiting for you This plane is leaving without you 'Caus…
New Year No amount of rule books in the world Can ever know To…
Nirvana Shiat Näkee maailman monest kulmast' ni löytyy jokaisell…
No One Knows Just the other day the other day I was talking to…
ODO It's not about money I've got everything money can buy me,…
Ok Ok Just went life is getting better You face cold storm in…
Opi aatteit Periaatteesta puolueen hikee Annan aikaa saan kirjasta nite…
Oré Oh ah, mo gbon pké Eyin ni broder oké Eyin le ko…
Outro Uh-uh Yo sé que le gusta el flexeo (flex) Se les nota…
Peace Peace for the people who are gone Yekpa for the ones…
Persepolis (Teretulemast Persepolikseesi...) Laskee kirous kaupungin…
Philosophy Hi Let me introduce You to my philosophy About life love rel…
Pirii Ja Aseit Ponnettomana sain suossa houreen Pervitiinil verenpaine nou…
Pirunpihka Pienet aivoni jäänyt raksuttamaan, naksuttavaa. Ei unta vie…
Pohjalla Kukaan ei muista sua Kun sä oot paskassa pohjalla Kukaan e…
Pojat teki soppaa Jes jes jes... Uppoo silmiin vitivalkost sinisellä Ilmiselv…
Preacher Man Preacher man please have some faith I've come to you 'cause…
Puusaarna Kukkulan vanhinta kuusta kumartamas, valmiina sanat suusta …
Puuton Oksa Istuu oksal jälkeläinen kädettä Kuivuu, kuolee, suojelee rä…
Questions Tell me how many women shall their dreams come to…
Rakkaiden kuvia Joku jota rakastan Joku jota rakastan On lähelläin. Joku jot…
Rauhan Murhaajat Mihin me tarvitaan hornettii? Hornan kuuseen ja korpeesi K…
Runoilijanarsissi Yli pienen pastissin näe Yli runoilijanarsissimäen Vuotaa …
Sadonkorjuu "Hjyvii hjuomenii" Talkooporukka toukokuussa säestämään, …
Sairaus nimeltä viha Sinä silmätön, hampaaton, kieletön, suuton, luikerrellut si…
Sanat ei tehnyt tätä laulua On virran suu mis kaikki kirkastuu Sä luet yhden riemuissa …
Sanojen kehä Ei olemassa sanoja sanojen kehään Mä huudan kaaokses, ei vo…
Satan Be gone Ohooo esu beleke n fe ri o mo Ni le mi…
Säteet ja säkeet Kaaos tuli taloon ja räppää ku isäntä. Aurinko biitillä pum…
Shine Your Light Ouh ouh, hmm What's on your mind child Tell me all your…
Show Me Off Show me off Show me to the world I wanna live my…
Silmä aukeaa Vuoden oon pitänyt seinällä tauluu, jonka karmeissa hautuu,…
Sisään ja ulos Molemmat himmaa, olemme ilmaa, yltäkylläisenä välillämme vi…
Situation There's a situation Everybody is speculating They say what h…
So Beautiful Beautiful is your name Wonderful is what you are to…
Society You fill your mouth with words and words You twist them…
Sohvalla painavii "Kuka sanoo että huumeet vie taivaisiin?" Sun sanat on vaan…
Sometimes I Wonder Ahh ahh ahh Ahh ahh ahh Sometimes I wonder why The harder m…
Stop röhmyille Matin kukkarossa selityksii halpoja. Mulle piti monologin jä…
Su To' el mundo en su viaje To' el mundo en su…
Subway Every day is not a holiday My life’s like a subway Oh…
Suomi Prkl "Suomi perkele! Suomi perkele! Suomi perkele! Suomi perke…
Suotakoon herroille varoitus Sinatra ei laula, liikkukaa tuonne. Herätän paikalta pystyy…
take it easy 君は頑張ってるよ 誰がなんと言おうと 泣いちゃう夜もあっていいから もう少し自分を信じて 笑ってよ泣いてよ 自分のために…
Täydellinen tasuri Hei pit pit PY-sopimuksii sulosia Ku sisäset ideologiat its…
Teollisuusalueen lapset Kadut ei puhu, pojat vaan brassaa, syntyny korves ja roihik…
The Beginning One of us must have a last say Words like daggers We…
The One That Never Comes Why you won't tell me all your secrets Don't you know…
The Way I Feel I feel pain when they try to bring me down But…
Time Oh nah na na no Oh na na na no na…
Torn Walking down this road Walking aimlessly to nowhere Tears ro…
Uniaika yös lepää, unelmoi poika älä niele kaikkee mikä sulle täält…
Until We Try Baby you never know Until we try until we try this…
vaaranmaa Routa hiljaista puhetta, tässä lepäilee, isät jäässä, jalat…
Vallankäytön välineet Nonii Zapasnikki, nyt ku valehtelu on lopetettu Niin mieti …
Varkaan laulu Täytä rosmo lasi niin saatan kertoa surullisen tarinan, eik…
Via Karelia Asa -Via Karelia Kansalaiset sano et ihan sama, Linkola san…
Why Can't We Woke up early this morning With a smile on my face Thought…
Wrokkaa Ey, hyvää huomenta Maatuska. Tää seuraava spliffi on omi…
Yhes yös Muistan Hyvä tunne tulee viimein Gruupattiin feattei Rust…
Yksinäisyyden ja yhtenäisyyden vuori Länkkäri aistii turtunu plies Pyramidinrakentaja on murtunu…
Yoshiwara Lament Edo no machi wa kyou mo fukaku Yoru no tobari kakete…
You and Me I wanna be the one to woo you honey Take you…
—ö‰S Vamos sair Pra algum lugar Quem sabe até dançar Na beira mar…