The heroine (Vijantimala) is a superb dancer, without a doubt, and I cannot dance like that even if I looked like her. That settled the song is all about communal harmony, and how listening to the German rock band, The Scorpions, could bring about positive changes in one’s outlook towards decadent life.
The hero makes it his business to land in the wilderness with the heroine, where all the women—not to be outdone by the men—are dancing around to the tune of a song by The Scorpions. The hero, wearing formal clothing, is a true dandy, and he does not mind—all liberated men never do—how his paramour dances around with strange men with earthenware placed firmly on her dainty head.
It is wonderful to witness what a talented woman can do with just a round-bottomed thing on her square head; a woman today is able to do much less with the entire wealth of her father or husband at her disposal.
And now the news in English:
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[ 22” cymbal crash….dhussshhhhhh…..]
O, Scorpion(s)
While under the People’s (party cover)
Just for a moment, I withdrew (my subjugation papers)
O, after having filled my (bank account in) Gainsville
Hi Ray!
(With a bit of help from my sleeping partner) Zari, Zari, Zari…
Hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the poppy Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
O, hi, hi, Ray, I’m dying, get this (sex-starved singer) off me - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the poppy Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me – 2X
How (good) is that poppy Scorpion (singer), (damned) Scorpion? - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
[Enter Macbeth, with a Santa-like ‘ho…ho..ho’. He can neither be trusted with what he’s holding, nor with the pregnancy-inducing mantra he’s promising to the woman.]
Swinger’s mantra, hooN!
Leave this slender body (alone), shoo…
[Witches chant] Leave her - 3X
Hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
The Scorpion (singer) has mounted me even more aggressively instead of leaving me alone - 2X
What kind of a bush-fire has it kindled, this poppy Scorpion? (singer) - 2X
He’s claimed my whole body (as if it is federal government land) - 2X
How (good) is that poppy Scorpion (singer), (damned) Scorpion? - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
[By this time, the comedian, Johnny Walker, can be seen thoroughly enjoying all the ins and outs of the full-body invasion of the village women]
[The heroine gracefully lifts her right leg and launches a low semi-circular kick that lands her foot on a rock]
The (IMF’s) mantra is fake, the shaman (Pressy-dent) is fake too
MPA, please come (to the) home(ministry)
Hi Ray! Hi Ray! Hi Ray!
[The pied piper finance minister happily begins to give the IMF’s vertical bamboo flute a job that blows them away!]
Hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
Ho! Looka looka, the Scorpion (singer) has dismounted (against my will) -2X
Its sting lies broken (too bad for me), the Scorpion (singer) has dismounted (too bad for him too) - 2X
Having laid its eyes on (the drummer, Puppu) Sain, I don’t know where the Scorpion (singer) has vanished - 2X
[Men dance to burn away excess testosterone]
How (good) is that poppy Scorpion (singer), (damned) Scorpion? - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
O, hi, hi, Ray, I’m dying, get this (sex-starved singer) off me - 2X
[The village women perform the famous wooden dildo dance to make it a successful swinging party]
[The men with excess testosterone thrash the drums to provide a sample of the feats they’re capable of if let loose on the wooden dildo dance troupe]
[The tempo increases, the heroine takes up to beating on the wooden thing too]
[22” crash cymbal once again….dhussshhhhhh…..]
---THEEND---
The Indus-ians must never forget their original roots. I strongly disapprove of this new hot-pants version of the same song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aLlmqYn8qXE
The hero makes it his business to land in the wilderness with the heroine, where all the women—not to be outdone by the men—are dancing around to the tune of a song by The Scorpions. The hero, wearing formal clothing, is a true dandy, and he does not mind—all liberated men never do—how his paramour dances around with strange men with earthenware placed firmly on her dainty head.
It is wonderful to witness what a talented woman can do with just a round-bottomed thing on her square head; a woman today is able to do much less with the entire wealth of her father or husband at her disposal.
And now the news in English:
********************************
[ 22” cymbal crash….dhussshhhhhh…..]
O, Scorpion(s)
While under the People’s (party cover)
Just for a moment, I withdrew (my subjugation papers)
O, after having filled my (bank account in) Gainsville
Hi Ray!
(With a bit of help from my sleeping partner) Zari, Zari, Zari…
Hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the poppy Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
O, hi, hi, Ray, I’m dying, get this (sex-starved singer) off me - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the poppy Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me – 2X
How (good) is that poppy Scorpion (singer), (damned) Scorpion? - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
[Enter Macbeth, with a Santa-like ‘ho…ho..ho’. He can neither be trusted with what he’s holding, nor with the pregnancy-inducing mantra he’s promising to the woman.]
Swinger’s mantra, hooN!
Leave this slender body (alone), shoo…
[Witches chant] Leave her - 3X
Hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
The Scorpion (singer) has mounted me even more aggressively instead of leaving me alone - 2X
What kind of a bush-fire has it kindled, this poppy Scorpion? (singer) - 2X
He’s claimed my whole body (as if it is federal government land) - 2X
How (good) is that poppy Scorpion (singer), (damned) Scorpion? - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
[By this time, the comedian, Johnny Walker, can be seen thoroughly enjoying all the ins and outs of the full-body invasion of the village women]
[The heroine gracefully lifts her right leg and launches a low semi-circular kick that lands her foot on a rock]
The (IMF’s) mantra is fake, the shaman (Pressy-dent) is fake too
MPA, please come (to the) home(ministry)
Hi Ray! Hi Ray! Hi Ray!
[The pied piper finance minister happily begins to give the IMF’s vertical bamboo flute a job that blows them away!]
Hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
Ho! Looka looka, the Scorpion (singer) has dismounted (against my will) -2X
Its sting lies broken (too bad for me), the Scorpion (singer) has dismounted (too bad for him too) - 2X
Having laid its eyes on (the drummer, Puppu) Sain, I don’t know where the Scorpion (singer) has vanished - 2X
[Men dance to burn away excess testosterone]
How (good) is that poppy Scorpion (singer), (damned) Scorpion? - 2X
O’Dwyer, O’Dwyer, the Scorpion’s (singer) mounted me - 2X
O, hi, hi, Ray, I’m dying, get this (sex-starved singer) off me - 2X
[The village women perform the famous wooden dildo dance to make it a successful swinging party]
[The men with excess testosterone thrash the drums to provide a sample of the feats they’re capable of if let loose on the wooden dildo dance troupe]
[The tempo increases, the heroine takes up to beating on the wooden thing too]
[22” crash cymbal once again….dhussshhhhhh…..]
---THEEND---
The Indus-ians must never forget their original roots. I strongly disapprove of this new hot-pants version of the same song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aLlmqYn8qXE
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