Nova Akropola - Laibach

compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala!



Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali,

bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene:

eja, eja, alala!



Izostrimo cute, eja, eja,

veter zge med zitom, eja, eja,

nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala!



Namenili smo si Veliko Strast:

KDO DVOMI O STRASNI MOCI TEH ROGOV!



[English translate: The New Acropolis]



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!

compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala!



Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali,

bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene:

eja, eja, alala!



Izostrimo mignon, eja, eja,

veter zge med zitom, eja, eja,

nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala!



Namenili smo si Veliko Strast:

KDO DVOMI O STRASNI MOCI TEH ROGOV!



[Traduction anglaise: La Nouvelle Acropole]



Nous sommes tous crucifiés, membres choisis du

guilde des bouchers, compagna dei maccella:

eja, eja, alala!



Ne soufflons pas le feu de la bouche du

bête, craignons la progéniture, cachons nos intentions:

eja, eja, alala!



Aiguisons nos sens, eja, eja,

le vent brûle dans le blé, eja, eja,

notre chair sent brûlé: eja, eja, alala!



Nous nous sommes destinés le Grand Désir:

QUI DOUTE LE TERRIBLE POUVOIR DE CES CORNES!