Dyskografia

MOSHI MOSHI

• 01. POLINKA
  
• 02. SKIRTS UP!
  
• 03. IT IS SO JAPANESE
  
• 04. RADIOSZI
• 05. LET IT BE A SPELL
  
• 06. I DONT WANT NOTHING MORE
  
• 07. MOSHI MOSHI
  
• 08. TAPATUFA (BOB)
  
• 09. LOLLI-POP
• 10. MADE OF ICE
• 11. FIRST STATION (I MISS YOU)
• 12. SO CLOSE, SO FAR AWAY
• 13. KUTAYI

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Polinka

You can let me out of Your hands
I wont break into pieces

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Skirts Up!

boys and girls
so joyful
their lips pure

rabbits mirror army
non water guns
not plastic
lets be sincer
there aren't polite boys anymore!
skirts up!
lets be sincer
there aren't polite girls anymore!
danger
stop it!

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It Is So Japanese

she wanted to touch the sky
with her hand
put her wings up
which she has never had
she hold her breath stand peacefully
even if joy was shouting inside her
She wanted to fell like a bird during the flight
but mother-eatrh was deep inside her

she always wanted everything to lick
she always wanted everything to try

it is so Japanese.....
little alarm-bell
INTUITION
she had it on the top of her tongue
Kiusiu Island inside her lungs like an air

it is so Japanese
it is so Japanese....

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Let It Be A Spell

today
I cannot meet with You
you wont fulfilled night
with with with the juice
let it be a spell
the night is shrinking
cause its sususurprise
timeless
nameless
memoryless
you're scooping out of me
with a spoon from the oceanbed

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I Dont Want Nothing More

there is a dream
which I prefer the others
flowers blossom
flowers...

I'm inside You
I'm inside You
I'm inside You......

lips - one of those lips
which I want to lick

I'm not in the rush
everything happens itself
I'm not asking for anything
it happens itself

I don't want nothing more!

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Moshi Moshi

there are thoughts
that should be killed in a seed

there are words
that should never drift in the air

TO FORGET WHO I AM...

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Made Of Ice

I'm waiting for what will happen.....
made of ice
made of ice
made of ice
made of ice
and stirred ocean
I'm waiting for what will happen
room seems to be friendly
and pleasures are icluded
made of ice ...
and stirred ocean

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First Station (I Miss You)

me
its not me
not the same
its not me
me
its not me
Yours
not Yours
nobody's
first station
I miss You
next station
MAGIC!
its so inspiring
please taste this
tell me if its too sweet..?
first station
I miss jou
next station
magic...magic...magic...

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So Close, So Far Away

so close, so faraway
my lips are for sale
today
cause
I don't care

boys are scared of my eyes
girls are.................

I've stopped being paranoied about us
all those explosions and cracks
FIRES

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