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Originally Posted by Chiomara
This somehow perfectly encapsulates my inner mental state when I am winedrunk at 1 am on a Tuesday night.
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Now I just had to translate the lyrics:
Don't allow your head to work!
Happiness in in an empty skull
It's not good to languish in thoughts -
Jump like a goat, jump like a goat!
Remove with a junk broom
The rubbish of thoughts from your head,
Don't dare to hold back the crutch of desires
With the restraint of learning.
Hang paper streamers on your head
Be exhuberantly young
Drink alcohol! And those retards
With glasses and books - run away from them!
The soul is a chimera, there is no god.
Move, hoof!
Spend life's bleary coin!
Jump like a goat! Jump like a goat!