MELISA Lyrics (English Translation) – Quebonafide

Read the full MELISA (English Translation) lyrics by Quebonafide along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Quebonafide’s music, you can also explore CZARNE PLAŻE, BIAŁE LWY and DIAGNOZA, two other songs by Quebonafide.

[Intro]
Can you get me a ticket for Okie?
Does your manager know anyone from Matczak?
Can you send us something for charity?
Because we want to save a lame dog
It’s my brother’s birthday, would you like to greet him?

[Verse 1: Quebonafide]
I wouldn’t really want to, but what the heck
For name days, weddings and divorces
I’ll send you a short film too
Something’s breaking inside me, it was supposed to be horizontal

And it turns out that now it’s supposed to be vertical
I’ll glue a vertical with a kid without an arm
And I’ll record a beautiful song for the deaf

[Chorus: Quebonafide]
And then home again
And here I have what I wanted
Far from the crows
When I get tired of cawing
There’s waiting that lemon balm, lemon balm, lemon balm, blanket
It’s better than an opening, a recital, tennis, lacrosse
And now home
And here I have what I wanted
And this is my shelter
When there’s b0mbing all around
There’s waiting that lemon balm, lemon balm, lemon balm, blanket
It’s better than an opening, a recital, tennis, lacrosse
A now it’s home

[Verse 2: Quebonafide]
She’s got heels that go all the way to the ceiling
He’s already made a business plan for his whole life
He says I have to buy an electric scooter?
And in their garage ten combustion cars
They are no strangers to the fate of melting glaciers

Although on their salaries I would probably live a hundred years
Although their dog supposedly gets seasick
They say they have to buy another yacht
And this party cost a year’s salary
They only asked where to plant the forest
If I may have a small suggestion here
On the electric chair, make it two
Two, two, two, two

[Chorus: Quebonafide]
And then home again
And here I have what I wanted
Far from the crows
When I get tired of cawing
There waits that lemon balm, lemon balm, lemon balm, blanket
It’s better than an opening, a recital, tennis, lacrosse
And now home
And here I have what I wanted
And this is my shelter
When there’s b0mbing all around
There waits that lemon balm, lemon balm, lemon balm, blanket
It’s better than an opening, recital, tennis, lacrosse
And now home

[Outro: Quebonafide & Mata]
Can you get me a—?
Nooooo!
Does your manager know anyone from Matczak?