• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Stay Mellow - Toy Dolls
• Stimela - Wynter Gordon
• Stimoli - Ila
• Soy Tu Mal - Gloria Aura
• Stimela - Hugh Masekela

Things do go wrong, it's not long since I've been blue,
But I know the remedy, I can see just what to do...
Don't be a coward, don't be yellow,
It always pays to be mellow,
Stay cool, stay free and then you will see,
It's best to stay mellow...
I was upset and in debt with no money,
But I did not stay sad, it's not that bad, so remember...
Oh if you are down in the town with no bus fare,

Like a moth to a flame
Trouble keeps on finding me
I been hiding from my demons
Hope my prayers keep me breathing
Life is one big hypocrite
Like a knife against the skin
I'm held hostage in this skin
I gotta help the weak ones win
So I'm running
I am running
Save me with your powers
Shower me with your wisdom and truth
Save me with your powers
I'll give you the will of my body, I'll trade you
In the midnight hour, I wanna show you I'm willing and I'm able
Save me with your powers
Shower me with your wisdom and truth
STIMELA.
I got blood on my hands
I stood by and watched YOU dance with the devil
I settled for bronze and gold
I sold out, I sold my soul
Only one place left to go
So I'm running
I am running
Save me with your powers
Shower me with your wisdom and truth
Save me with your powers
I'll give you the will of my body, I'll trade you
In the midnight hour, I wanna show you I'm willing and I'm able
Save me with your powers

giuro ho provato a pazientare
qui seduta in un angolo
ora ? il momento di ascoltare
anche per te
questa volta ? l’ultima son certa
io davvero non ne posso pi?
di emozioni prese e mal riposte
ne ho da vendere
non trovo stimoli
in ci? che mi prospetti
non trovo stimoli
in ci? che mi prospetti
mi sono stancata di capire
di scusare di comprendere
ho qualche pretesa da avanzare
adesso tocca a te
non trovo stimoli
in ci? che mi prospetti
non trovo stimoli

Vete de aqui no vuelvas más
Mirame bien por última vez
No quiero a nadie como tu
Que decida siempre que es mejor para mi
coro
Me he alejado de ti
Te he podido apartar
Y tu quieres que todo, todo sea igual
No te pienses que puedes volverme a engañar
Ahora mando yo, yo soy tu mal
-->
No intentare volver atras
Por que yo se que hoy estoy bien
Me siento fuerte por que ya no estás
Quiero hacer mi vida, quiero mi libertad
coro
El tiempo está a mi favor
Ya nunca oigo tu voz
Y se ha borrado tu olor
Ya no sere tuya, ya no
coro...

There is a train that comes from Namibia and Malawi
there is a train that comes from Zambia and Zimbabwe,
There is a train that comes from Angola and Mozambique,
From Lesotho, from Botswana, from Zwaziland,
From all the hinterland of Southern and Central Africa.
This train carries young and old, African men
Who are conscripted to come and work on contract
In the golden mineral mines of Johannesburg
And its surrounding metropolis, sixteen hours or more a
For almost no pay.
Deep, deep, deep down in the belly of the earth
When they are digging and drilling that shiny mighty
evasive stone,
Or when they dish that mish mesh mush food
into their iron plates with the iron shank.
Or when they sit in their stinking, funky, filthy,
Flea-ridden barracks and hostels.
They think about the loved ones they may never see again
Because they might have already been forcibly removed
From where they last left them
Or wantonly murdered in the dead of night
By roving, marauding gangs of no particular origin,
We are told. they think about their lands, their herds
That were taken away from them
With a gun, bomb, teargas and the cannon.
And when they hear that Choo-Choo train
They always curse, curse the coal train,