Margaret - Smak radości dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Taste of joy
When love knocks at the door for the first time
How blissful is that state of mind
When you're kissing me, and
Immediately, the whole world
Is brightening around
Sadness and fear disappear
When you hold my hand
Your kiss is already rising me to the stars
Now I know, I feel that
For the first time
Refrain:
What kind of taste the love has
It has taste of the kiss
What kind of taste the love has
What kind of taste the love has
If yes, or no
I won't reply to you today
Thoughts don't let me sleep
I'm daydreaming
'Cause the fate finally
Wants to give us something from heart
When you're one step away (close to me)
The time stops
And my kiss is already rising you to the stars
Now you know
You feel it for the first time
Refrain:
What kind of taste the love has
It has taste of the kiss
What kind of taste the love has
What kind of taste the love has
And when we'll run out of breath
Let the flow of the words stop
And paint the smile on (my) face
And give me happiness
See for yourself
It has taste of the kiss
What kind of taste the joy has
What kind of taste the love has
What kind of taste the love has
What kind of taste the love has
What kind of taste the love has, yeah
What kind of taste the love has
What kind of taste the love has
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2024.10.10.
Death Stranding
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Koccintsunk az elátkozottakra!
Várva holnapot, mikor
Búcsúzenét játszunk a bandával,
Elfojtva bánatunkat.
Mi lesz velünk most, az Idő végén?
Jól leszünk, te és én.
Homokba húzzunk vonalat,
Legyen egyenes s keskeny.
A kezünkben volt minden,
Esdtünk, kölcsönkértünk.
Mi lesz mindünk sorsa a szeretet végén?
Mikor hagytuk abba, hogy felnézzünk?
Elveheted szívem,
Összetarthatod, ha szétesünk.
Tán együtt szikrát tudunk gyújtani a csillagokba, hogy felszálljunk,
S együtt tart minket, ha a fények kihunynak.
Mondjunk igazat, csak egyszer,
Választ keresve.
Most, hogy minden megtörtént,
Semmi sem számít igazán.
Mi lesz mindannyiunkkal, ha merünk álmodni
A színtér végén?
Nyissunk az ég felé,
Esdve, hogy záruljon,
Legalább elmondhatjuk, hogy próbáltuk,
De igazából sosincs vége.
Mi lesz mindannyiunk sorsa a határ végén?
Élünk majd? Meghalunk?
2024.10.09.
Memories
I'm pretty sure that day too,
it was a blue sky just like today's
The moment I heard your sudden farewell,
without any words with which to reply,
I shed tears and started to run off
Come chase me, don't leave me alone
Thinking you might call me to stop,
I tried to turn around,
but there I saw you from behind
They still appear in my eyes,
our moments like a single picture
You would wear the sweater I knitted for you
and use your index finger to play the piano
that you were never even capable of playing
While pouring cups of tea,
I often thought
'Someday we'll have these kind of days again and again'
while fully soaking in the sunshine
of the warm afternoon
It's as if it just happened yesterday
I feel like you'll come to me any moment now
When I'm lonely, I can't help but remember
that nameless song
that you'd always sing for me
Tomorrow morning, I'm gonna leave this apartment
Memories of you
are so painful for me,
but I'm gonna become a girl who can smile
and explain that these things happened
2024.10.09.
Unchangeable mornings
From the light of this languid morning that deeply soaks through me,
I'm awoken from a shallow dream and I raise my blank eyes
I noticed cold tears suddenly running down my cheeks,
and even though it's just me in this room, I hid my face in my pillow
In unchangeable mornings
I'm getting fed up of this weak me
With unchangeable tears
Today's another day unchanging as usual
Just in case I can perhaps return to the me from those days one more time,
my heart is open
But now, even if I call for you with all my strength, it'll never reach you
That's you who I can't meet - I'll forget you....
In front of my mirror, I try to change my mood,
but there I see me talking to you
In unchangeable mornings
I wander in a dream, in the tenderness
With unchangeable tears
Today's another day just the same as those days
I could still pledge my love to you with unchanging feelings now
But I'd only hurt you
Even so, just as I trust that our mornings will return,
I'll one day forget us who can't meet...
I could still pledge my love to you with unchanging feelings now
But I'd only hurt you
Even so, just as I trust that our mornings will return,
I'll one day forget us who can't meet...
2024.10.09.
Jasbo Brown
Jasbo Brown
What an inventor this
Jasbo Brown
In just a few hours, do you know what he does?
He gives the world
The most beautiful music
Yes, the very one
That’s long been called jazz
Because it was Jasbo Brown
Who christened jazz
It happened one afternoon in that country
The U.S.A.
With stars and stripes aplenty
For this simple reason
Dixieland was born
'Come on and hear
Come on and hear
Alexander's Ragtime Band'
Jasbo Brown
What an inventor this
Jasbo Brown
I bet Da Vinci, Volta, and Gutenberg
Whisper among themselves:
'I like jazz, I’m sincere
Oh yes! I would have gladly discovered it myself'
Jasbo Brown
What an inventor this
Jasbo Brown
In just a few hours, do you know what he does?
He gives the world
Yes, the most beautiful music
Yes, the very one
That’s long been called jazz
Because it was Jasbo Brown
Who christened jazz
It happened one afternoon in that country
The U.S.A.
With stars and stripes aplenty
For this simple reason
Dixieland was born
'Come on and hear (yes, man)
Come on and hear (yes, man)
Alexander's Ragtime Band'
Jasbo Brown
What an inventor this
Jasbo Brown
I bet Da Vinci, Volta, and Gutenberg
Whisper among themselves:
'I like jazz, I’m sincere
Oh yes! I would have gladly discovered it myself'
Jas, Jas, Jas, Jasbo Brown
What a splendid invention it was
Oh, mister Jasbo Brown, thank you