Текст песни
[Intro: Classic Eurodisco of 80's synth arpeggio, a simple, catchy melody, then a driving beat kicks in.]
[Verse 1: Lead vocalist with smooth, slightly melancholic voice, almost a spoken word over the music at first, then becomes melodic.]
Night and day, we hear your sad refrains
A broken record, drilling through our brains
Your cheap synth-pads, they sound so out of tune
We listen, groaning, "Please, just stop it soon!"
You copy basslines, but they're always wrong
Where is the magic? Where is the sweet song?
Our feathered hair, you try to imitate
But darling, yours just looks quite out of date.
[Pre-Chorus: the second vocalist with higher, more assertive voice comes in, harmonizing lightly with lead vocals.]
Oh, we just wonder, what is your big plan?
This imitation, not a single fan!
[Chorus: Both vocals, strong, harmonious, very anthemic and catchy.]
Oh, Modern Talking is our golden name
Your disco copies bring us endless shame!
So stop the music, stop the dreadful sound
The original, it can't be found!
[Instrumental Loss]
[Verse 2: the second vocalist takes the lead, a bit more playful and direct.]
We started trends, with style and pure delight
Your clumsy efforts make us lose our sleep at night
The way you croon, a broken-hearted sigh
Sounds like a frog that's learning how to fly.
Your rhyming scheme, it makes no sense at all
Like a forgotten parrot, against a padded wall.
The glitter shirts, the sparkle and the sheen
On you, it just looks terribly obscene.
[Pre-Chorus: Lead vocalist joins, creating a slight urgency.]
We’ve told you kindly, more than once or twice
Your lack of talent, isn't very nice!
[Chorus: Both vocals, even stronger, more passionate.]
Oh, Modern Talking is our golden name
Your disco copies bring us endless shame!
So stop the music, stop the dreadful sound
The original, it can't be found!
(Let the classics play, let memories revive,
For true disco magic will always survive.
No imitation can match that golden glow,
Modern Talking's legacy will always show!)
[Instrumental Loss]
[Verse 3: Lead vocalist starts, then the second vocalist quickly joins for some lines, creating a playful back-and-forth.]
Remember You Can Win If You Want, and Cheri, Cheri Lady?
Your karaoke versions, are truly kind of shady.
We built an empire, on rhythm, love, and light
Your gloomy efforts darken all the night.
Leave the synths alone, the drums, and microphone,
Go find a hobby, digging up a stone!
This classic sound, you simply can't acquire
So let us be, and cool your burning fire!
[Pre-Chorus: Both vocals, very direct, almost an exasperated plea.]
It’s time to listen, to our firm command
Go find another band, throughout the land!
[Chorus: Both vocals, full power, epic and with a slight hint of finality.]
Oh, Modern Talking is our golden name
Your disco copies bring us endless shame!
So stop the music, stop the dreadful sound
The original, it can't be found!
(Let the classics play, let memories revive,
For true disco magic will always survive.
No imitation can match that golden glow,
Modern Talking's legacy will always show!)
[Bridge: Music slightly slows down, becomes more dramatic, with a build-up, spoken parts alternating with melodic, then the beat slowly comes back with synth flourishes.]
Thomas, dear friend, what can we say?
Some things are just better left that way, Dieter.
Our harmony is magic, pure and true!
Your lack of talent, we cannot undo!
This is our art, our legacy, our fame!
Just walk away, and do not call our name!
[Final Chorus: Full Power!!! Ad-libs.]
[Both vocals harmonized]
Oh, Modern Talking is our golden name
Your disco copies bring us endless shame!
So stop the music, stop the dreadful sound
The original, it can't be found!
(Let the classics play, let memories revive,
For true disco magic will always survive.
No imitation can match that golden glow,
Modern Talking's legacy will always show!)
Oh, Modern Talking is our golden name
Your disco copies bring us endless shame!
So stop the music, stop the dreadful sound
The original, it can't be found!
(Their melodies echo through time and space,
Bringing a smile to each listener's face.
So lift your voices, let the rhythm flow,
Modern Talking's magic will always glow!)
[Outro: Chorus melody with increasing synth layers, dramatic drum fills, a powerful, drawn-out "Noooo!", then fades out with classic Modern Talking synth arpeggios and a final, sharp synth chord.]
[Fade out with the distinctive pulsating bassline and echoing synth pads.]
