Laibach
Nova Akropola
Nova Akropola (The New Acropolis)
(Slovenian)
We are all chrysans, chosen members of the butcher's guild,
compagna dei maccella: eja, eja , alala!
Don't blow fire from the mouths of animals, let's be afraid of descendants,
let's hide our intentions: eja, eja, alala!
Let's sharpen the cute, eja, eja, the wind burns among the wheat, eja,
Come, our flesh smells rotten: come, come, come!
We have intended the Great Passion: WHO DOUBTS THE POWER OF THESE HORNS!
(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!

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