A keresés eredménye oldal 55

I Love You

Like a day that will come, a grief that will end,
a door that will open, a star that shines.
Like a couple who will unite, a tear that will die,
a child who will grow up, I love only him.
 
I love the brilliant sunshine that breaks out in the sky when he smiles.
I love the fullness of love, the life that courses around him.
I love the immense earth, the night that dances when he is here.
I even like my longing for him to return when he goes away.
 
~~~~~
 
My life is written on his face and time no longer matters.
I love the brilliant sunshine that breaks out in the sky when he smiles.
I love the fullness of love, the life that courses around him.
 
Like a day that will come, a grief that will end,
a door that will open, I love only him.
 

I Could Never Forget You

Yes, I will wait for you my entire life.
You, my only love on this earth.
 
I could never, ever forget you
from the day when you broke my heart.
Despite the passage of time, for me nothing has changed.
I could never, ever forget you.
 
Deep down, all hope is not dead.
I believe always that you will have regrets.
I know very well that tonight I will wait,
and that tomorrow I will wait for you again.
 
Yes, I will wait for you my entire life.
You, my only love on this earth.
 
Deep down, all hope is not dead.
I believe always that you will have regrets.
I know very well that tonight I will wait,
and that tomorrow, I will wait for you again.
 
I could never, ever forget you.
My heart never wanted to renounce you.
I think that one day, everything can start over again.
I could never, ever forget you.
 
Oh, yes, I will wait for you my entire life.
You, my only love on this earth.
Yes, all my life I will wait only for you.
 

It Takes Time

It takes time to forget the faces from the past.
It takes time to arrive at the end of the voyage.
It takes time to stop the onslaught of images.
It takes time to debark for other beautiful shores.
 
Time has lifted me out of your life
like sand running through my fingers.
The wind has erased my footprints.
Now the sky turns gray
as the days grow shorter
as soon as I think of my loves.
How stupid one can seem,
as immobile as a poet
in front of a blank page—
completely blank.
 
It takes time to hope to fall in love again.
It takes time to get used to being happy again.
It takes time to no longer see your smile each night.
It takes time to no longer believe that I can die from it.
 
Like a flower pressed into a bible,
my life fades but remains beautiful.
I hear other voices calling out to me.
I still have loves to live
because I still have many tears left
to confront more misery.
With the day that will soon dawn,
I feel it ascend like well-being,
as if it were a beautiful Sunday—
a beautiful Sunday.
 
It takes time to forget to cry over yourself.
It takes time to get used to saying again I love you—
I love you—
I love you.
 

Them

There is so much joy in their slightest smile.
To watch them live—me, I do not fear for
 
them—in their pure madness, it is their rudeness that speaks for them.
Them—in their naiveté, they have the impudence of people too happy.
Them—to watch them live is to open a book with a sad ending.
Them—it is a myth that he would sacrifice his life for them.
 
Looking at them lost in such a grand love,
my heavy heart cries a sad adieu.
My thoughts stray with a single glance
because this love I knew it as
 
them—in their pure madness, they silently impose on me a faded dream.
Them—in their naiveté, they revive the dance of a buried happiness.
Them—to watch them live for me relives my wilder days.
Them—to take back the myth that offered me a happiness too grand.
 
Looking at them lost in such a grand love,
my heavy heart cries a sad adieu.
My thoughts stray with a single glance
because this love I knew it as
 
them.
 

Woman

Woman—like you, I am a woman.
At little nothings, my heart ignites.
When I am in love, I become a happy woman.
Ready for all of the madness—to leave it all in the middle of the night
and to pursue my opportunities at any cost.
 
Woman—like you, I am a woman.
Melody or melodrama,
sometimes wilful but often a fragile woman.
If sometimes my heart gets bored in his familiar arms,
then it is simply that I am his woman.
 
~~~~~
 
With him, I am a woman, a woman.
 
~~~~~
 
Woman—like you, I am a woman.
At the smallest thing, my heart ignites.
When I am in love, I become a happy woman.
If sometimes my heart gets bored in his familiar arms,
then it is simply that I am his woman.
 
Woman—like you, I am a woman.
The same joy and the same tears
pretend to go away in order to hold onto him—
and never mind if it hurts—all that does not matter.
I become romantic and a woman, his woman to him.
 

Dedicated to You

To all the rakes of the earth and to the lost souls like me,
the one I would like to please,
to those who do not love me, I dedicate this—
to washed-up playboys,
to Rosa, Rosine, and to me as well.
 
To he who sees himself in a mirror and in the end no longer sees himself.
To he who does not have mirror and that ends up the same—
he no longer sees himself either.
To all the lonely souls, to all the most miserable ones,
and to lost love.
 
To those who have searched for the answer and who have not found it.
To the mouth I had yesterday.
Dedicated to those who have suffered and have not cried out,
to all prisoners,
to those who have regained their freedom.
 
To the one who wanted my lips and then no longer wanted them.
Dedicated to those who understand
that you have to leave the stage when you have lost—
to Italy, to nostalgia,
and to me as well.
 
But this unimportant song could not end this way,
like a little dance tune, a simple romance—
without dedicating it
to the dead loves that oblivion carries away and to me as well—
to the dead loves that oblivion carries away and to me as well.
 

Enter Without Knocking

If you knew him in the past.
If you just now figured it out.
If you know where he is right now,
enter without knocking at my door.
You are here before anyone else.
Enter without knocking at my door
if you are here to talk to me about him.
 
If you have ever been in love.
If you could not live after
murmuring the first name of the one not here,
enter without knocking at my door.
You are here before anyone else.
Enter without knocking at my door.
We will try to forget him together.
 
If you remember
a love that started up again.
If you know how to manage it,
enter without knocking at my door.
You are here before anyone else.
Enter without knocking at my door.
and give me the secret of life.
 
But if your heart is so big
that it can pursue all my torments.
If you come to give me love again,
enter without knocking at my door.
You are here before anyone else.
Enter without knocking at my door.
I've been waiting for you since
always, always, forever.
 

And Love, Love

A candlestick on the corner of a table,
a wood fire, two shadows, and the wind.
A man, a woman happy to be together
listening to Mozart playing softly.
 
And love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.
And love, love, love.
Love, love.
 
With words, with regrets, with gestures,
we talk about time and about life.
And after cigarettes upon cigarettes,
the fire flickers out during a last whiskey.
 
And love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.
And love, love, love.
Love, love.
 
Away from the crowd and the noise on the display of one night,
you recount you life—we go all the way.
We go until the end of a good memory.
You repeat that to yourself before falling asleep.
 
The next day when the alarm goes off,
each of us finds the words to lie.
We write down an address and a phone number.
We part with a smile.
 
And love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.
And love, love, love.
Love, love.
 
A candlestick on the corner of a table,
a wood fire, two shadows, and the wind.
A man, a woman happy to be together
listening to Mozart playing softly.
 
And love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.
And love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love.
And love, love, love.
Love, love.
Love, love.
Love, love.
 

Two Doves

Like doves beckoned by desire,
and who soar high with their wings,
and spread them out towards the sweet nest
through the air, carried by volition,
as the poet wrote in his Divine Comedy.
 
Like doves, beckoned by desire,
with soaring and steady wings to the sweet nest
fly through the air, carried by their volition—
like doves, beckoned by desire.
 
So our souls, perhaps one day
will soar out two by two towards infinity
through space and time, divinely united,
as they never before were on earth.
 
Like doves, beckoned by desire,
with soaring and steady wings to the sweet nest
fly through the air, carried by their volition—
like doves, beckoned by desire.
 

Between the Lines, Between the Words

Tonight the sea is calm, we can see the islands.
The children know their lessons.
I learned songs for the tourists:
your dog is dead, your sister has a boy.
 
For us, I have no complaints:
we eat very well—we want for nothing.
We eat very well—we want for nothing.
 
I have so many things to tell you that I cannot find the words.
You must read between the lines, between the words.
 
Sunday we danced—it was the celebration
but I'm not invited
because I wait for open house:
my day of celebration when you will come back to me.
 
For us, I have no complaints:
we eat very well—we want for nothing.
We eat very well—we want for nothing.
 
I have so many things to tell you that I cannot find the words.
You must read between the lines, between the words.
 

Calypso

I don't know where I left my heart anymore
Maybe I never had one
Maybe I forgot it
Inside a briefcase
But I can't recall where
People wait for miracles
With open arms, yeah, like tentacles
They hope that God will solve it all
But that's not how it goes, no no no no
These fake smiles make me lose my temper, oh oh, oh oh
Not even you believes what you're saying, I know
The way to success makes you win money
It makes you lose friends, oh no
Kids and burglars at my concerts
 
Calypso
Run, kid, in the alleys
A hundred sirens in the corners
Nobody will search your heart
Calypso
You search the streets for miracles
Others tell you: 'C'est la vie*'
Now you remember where your heart is
Now remember where your heart is
 
Calypso
La la la la
Calypso
Now remember where your heart is
 
I hide in a song
So that nobody finds me here
They used to tell me: 'It's only noise
Don't listen to that shit'
Bro', get covered, it's raining outside
The opportunities don't lack here
You tell me about what you've done
Nothing's faker than your poker face
I tried to get far
To see the world with different eyes
Cause you can escape everything, yes
But yourself
Empty days, I was counting the hours
They remember the best
Winning is enough to be right
Who knows where I left my heart
 
Calypso
Run, kid ,in the alleys
A hundred sirens in the corners
Nobody will search your heart
Calypso
You search the streets for miracles
Others tell you: 'C'est la vie*'
Now you remember where your heart is
 
In the streets of Naples
I run, I run, I run
In troublesome alleys
I run, I run, I run
We're tired but young
I run, I run, I run
Give me strength to go on
If this life can catch me
 
Calypso
Run, kid, in the alleys
A hundred sirens in the corners
Nobody will search your heart
Calypso
You search the streets for miracles
Others tell you: 'C'est la vie*'
Now you remember where your heart is
Now remember where your heart is
Calypso
La la la la la la
Calypso
Now remember where your heart is
Now remember where your heart is
 

Turn Down the Radio

(Please turn down the radio.)
No, no, it is only 5 o'clock in the morning, but you awaken me.
(Please turn down the radio.)
Otherwise, the neighbors will soon tell you the same.
(Please turn down the radio.)
I was dreaming—at last I was sleeping peacefully.
It could not last—you proved to me that you do not change.
 
7 o'clock in the morning and more, I told you already.
(Please turn down the radio.)
We are in the car but you turn it back on.
(Please turn down the radio.)
Will it end soon?
Will it never end?
Answer me instead of whistling along—rather than singing the latest hits.
 
Just so you do not forget, yes, I love Adamo,
and Mireille Mathieu with her principles.
I like Halliday and the others too.
Yes, but I would also like to sleep well at night.
 
Just so you do not forget, yes I love Hugues Aufray.
I like Antoine with his 'oh yé'—
his floral shirts, his harmonica,
and his long hair à la Dalida.
 
We are going on a picnic but never without a radio.
(Please turn down the radio.)
We're going in swimming together—I will sing to you again.
(Please turn down the radio.)
Will it end soon?
Will it never end?
Answer me instead of whistling along—rather than singing the latest hits.
 
As much as you, I love Christophe, I love Claude François,
Hervé Villard, and also Sheila.
I love the Beatles and tutti quanti.
Yes, but I would also like to sleep well at night.
Please turn down the radio.
 
(Please turn down the radio.)
(Please turn down the radio.)
(Please turn down the radio.)
(Please turn down the radio.)
 

Go, do what you wanna do!

Its the crack of dawn, i can't even see the front.
My fingers are texting messages.
Some cusswords,be patient all of them will end.
I am getting hurt as well.
 
I still couldn't come to the point.
There is a storm inside me.
You know that well, karma is a bitch
And it works slowly.
 
I wouldn't get alone
I would'nt even try if i had known
I wouldn't fall over because of love.
I gave up! I am defeated for the last time.
 
Shut up,just cut the crap.
Shut up,just cut the crap.
Shut up,just cut the crap.Bag it!
 
There were three or five belongings of you.
Take them all!Shut the fuck up!
What is left from me to you,i need none of them.
Throw them out.
Go, do what you wanna do!
 
Let it all hang out, just let it go.
Have some fun,at least you have an excuse for it.
This was what you want. Here, it happened.
Go, do what you wanna do!
 

With a Fistful of Earth

With a fistful of earth, He created the world.
And when He created the earth, while making his rounds,
the Lord judging that, in short, he lacked the minimum,
He created woman and love and He gave them to men.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yes, this is true.
 
With a fistful of earth, He created lips,
and your two arms when they clasp me to keep me warm.
And I think at every moment that the one that I love so much,
the Lord made him with only with a fistful of earth.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yes, this is true.
 
Walking fast, going from here to there,
He gathered up dirt, then rolled up his sleeves,
and with His hands He fashioned the divine sweet and good one—
the one everyone names the eternal woman and love
that He gave to men.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yes, this is true.
 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yes, this is true.
 

Drop dead!(I hope you will die!)

Stay behind, i was fooled once
By your cruel promises,but no more!
Look how impudent you are.
Did you just 'so-called' praise me?( Its clear you did not.)
 
Does time pass with roses and thornes?
We are consoled with bells and köçek* , oh dear!
Shake your hips side to side and twist.(She means her lover gives everybody the green light)
If ı am lucky enough I would have some of you as well.
 
You are glitzy and with swagger.
It makes me crazy in a strange way.
I would like to pound upon your mouth.
But from your mouth drips honey.
Drop dead(I hope you will die!)
 
*Köçek is a traditional Turkish dance, which, male dancers wear in female clothes and dance as if they are women.
 
P.S. Translating 'Geberesice' word is not easy but i will try. First, it is a mean slang word. When you curse somebody ' I hope you will die.' you say 'Geberesice'. But in the song's text she sings that she is mad to her lover but she still loves ,so, she says 'Geberesice' but it is understood that she does not mean it, saying it in humorous way. It is also close to 'drop dead'.
 

After 2 AM.

Our time has passed and come to an end.
This break-up has sat down on my heart.
My dreams has fallen from my eyes as if they are tears.
Well you know. they say maybe this was the best for us.
 
Now its time for that loneliness which is very well known by me.
After 2 AM, everybody is you to me already
It is you already.
 
I hope you suffer from pain,sorrow,trouble and ordeal of this love!
I hope somebody like you finds you.
I am gone already,bye!
 

Calypso Italiano

Calypso ay! Calypso ay! Calypso italiano!
Calypso si! Calypso si! Calypso siciliano!
 
Do you know that a little wind of madness
blew throughout all of Italy?
In the streets, people dance wildly
to tunes that came from the West Indies.
 
Calypso ay! Calypso ay! Calypso italiano!
Calypso si! Calypso there! Calypso siciliano!
 
Mothers doing laundry
wear vividly colored scarves,
calling out in a placid tone:
'My doudou! My bird of the islands!'
 
Calypso ay! Calypso ay! Calypso italiano!
Calypso si! Calypso there! Calypso siciliano!
 
The suitor who wants to please his piccina
no longer comes to play for her on the mandolin.
She prefers to barcarolles
the beats of Creole songs.
 
Calypso ay! Calypso ay! Calypso italiano!
Calypso si! Calypso si! Calypso siciliano!
 
But one day this little wind of madness
will blow far away from Italy
carrying to distant islands
a thousand serenades from Neapolitan women.
 
Calypso ay! Calypso ay! Calypso italiano!
Calypso si! Calypso oh! Si-ci-li-a-no!
 

Soon

Soon I know my love will return.
Forever, he will be near me.
He will be strong, much stronger than before—
my love, when he returns to me.
 
Wo, oh, oh, oh, wo, oh, oh, oh, oh—you will be the sunlight of my joy.
 
Soon it is true that I will be able to entwine you
and offer you millions of kisses.
All will be beautiful, much more beautiful than before—
because I will be cuddled in your arms.
 
Wo, oh, oh, oh, wo, oh, oh, oh, oh—you will be the sunlight of my joy.
 
~~~~~
 
We can never forget
the romance that is going to enfold us
when in springtime, the church bells will ring—
the vows that we will make.
 
Wo, oh, oh, oh, wo, oh, oh, oh, oh—you will be the sunlight of my joy.
 
Wo, oh, oh, oh, wo, oh, oh, oh, oh ...
 

I Love You

You returned alone from work towards evening
when the sound of vespers already filled the air.
I waited for you at the door to our house.
I smiled and hugged you.
 
I love you—I love you.
 
We lived in a small town where
time has seemed to stand still for an eternity.
Life there was the same every day
but it was filled with happiness.
 
I love you—I love you.
 
But one evening when you returned,
you told me: 'I have to go away.
I was ordered back and have to go.
Don't forget me—you, you, you.'
 
I love you—I love you.
 
Now I wait alone every night for you to return
when the sound of vespers already fills the air.
I wait for you at the door to our house—
I will smile when you will come.
 
I love you—I love you.
 

Anima mia

Anima mia: hard-hearted girl—we loved you.
We did not always understand you.
Anima mia: return to the village.
Nothing has changed at your house including your bed.
 
Barefoot like the child who comes from far away,
she leaves behind her twenty years for almost nothing.
Like those old suns that flee rain,
her heart seeks an asylum—a paradise.
 
Much like those melodies that some call crazy—
those that lack nothing but lyrics—
like a shadow she followed that stranger.
What does she have to lose—one more summer?
 
Her body exhausted from too many caresses,
and in her eyes the fear of tomorrow,
she is one of those who, for lack of tenderness,
does not shake her head to say no.
 
Anima mia: hard-hearted girl—we loved you.
We did not always understand you.
Anima mia: return to the village.
Nothing has changed at your house including your bed.
 
She knows well that, behind the closed shutters,
are those who have never known how to love her.
This man you follow is your last chance
because, after him, say goodbye to your childhood.
 
Anima mia: hard-hearted girl—we loved you.
We did not always understand you.
Anima mia: return to the village.
Nothing has changed at your house including your bed.
 
Anima mia: hard-hearted girl—we loved you.
We did not always understand you.
Anima mia: return to the village.
Nothing has changed at your house including your bed.
 

Before Knowing You

Before knowing you,
I fell in love.
Before knowing you,
his arms were my sweet chains,
and his gaze captivated me,
and my body close to his
was the slave of his hands.
 
Before knowing you,
I fell in love.
Before knowing you,
I was enchained by his arms,
taken captive next to him.
I was at the service of his rules,
always submissive to my desire.
Our love was my prison
before knowing you—
before knowing you.
 
But the day has come—
the day when destiny
united our paths.
 
Through you, I awaken in love,
I grow greater in love,
I am free in love.
You delivered me by love—
a love that gives instead of taking.
Your arms without my support—
your gaze, my light.
 
And my body by your grace becomes,
next to you, imperceptible to life.
Through you, I grow greater in love.
Through you, I awaken in love.
My happiness will be a new world
and I discover another love—
immense—infinite—eternal—
bigger than you and me
and that leads me to God.
 

Ah! Wonderful

Yes, my friends, it's a wonder.
Yes, my friends, it's a marvel
when love comes to light up this world here—world here.
When springtime makes life beautiful,
me, in my heart, I feel sparks.
This is happiness—if it calls out to us, we follow!
Let's go!
 
Tell me that you love me.
Tell me that you love me.
Tell me you love me so much.
Tell me that this world—
that this world is wonderful—marvelous.
Tell me you sing.
Tell me you dance.
Tell me you are happy—
as long as you explain
with my heart and the springtime.
 
~~~~~
 
Yes, my friends, it's a wonder.
Yes, my friends, it's a marvel
when a fairy comes to study this world here—world here.
At the end of a magic wand,
with a fantastic symphony,
she sets your heart to music.
Yes soldier, that one!
 
Tell me that you love me.
Tell me that you love me.
Tell me you love me so much.
Tell me that this world—
that this world is wonderful—marvelous.
Tell me you sing.
Tell me you dance.
Tell me you are happy—
as long as you explain
with my heart and the springtime.
 
Yes, my friends, it's a wonder.
Yes, my friends, it's a marvel
to cross together hand-in-hand this world here—world here.
Yes, my friends, it's a wonder
to see one day the love that awakens.
No joy is ever the same.
Believe me, believe me
when I tell you that this world is wonderful!
 

I'd stay with you

If you let me choose
between you and richness
With that greatness
that comes with it, oh Love
I'd stay with you
 
If you let me choose
between you and glory
So that History talks about me
throughout the ages, oh Love
I'd stay with you
 
I'm in love
And I love you and I love you
And I only wish
to be by your side
Dream about your eyes
Kiss your lips
Feeling safe in your arms
It's that I'm really happy
 
If you let me choose
between you and this sky
Where flying to
other nests is free, oh Love
I'd stay with you
 
If you let me choose
between you and my ideas
that without them
I'd be a lost man, oh Love
I'd stay with you
 
I'm in love
And I love you and I love you
And I only wish
to be by your side
Dream about your eyes
Kiss your lips
Feeling safe in your arms
It's that I'm really happy
 
Feeling safe in your arms
It's that I'm really happy
 
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Villazón

Prize

You broke my heart once
I already left once
Now, I can not give you a prize
because of my pride.
 
Who knows in what hell
where and with you were you with
Even if you come back now
I can not give you a prize
 
If needed to cry, I cried
If needed to step back, I stepped back
Now it is my turn to speak.
Excuse me!
 
Every night I go from door to door
I get used to it little by little
Of course i will go out, Of course I will love
I am starting fresh.
 
worldwide

Promise

Let's not stay at yours this morning, too
for sure I have got used to it, doubtfully I have forgotten
Don't search for me, don't ask for me
for sure I am living, it's doubtful that I have died.
 
Is it possible to just leave
where was it written, in which book?
 
Anyways, what can there be said
about another promise
Promise, what about the promise
sworn over your own life.
 
Your heart is in debt with me
Where have you been since days
There is no other way
there is no other end
either you love or you love.
 
worldwide

Les rois du Monde (Hetalia Multilanguage)

The world is separated by good and evil
It's complicated to be the king there
And it's strange though sometimes
It's hard to understand who is the king and who is the clown
 
Kings of the world, Planning ahead
They haven't noticed, They're already dead
They eat the fat, And they toss us the bones
Transparent kings, Sitting on paper thrones
 
Every mouth and charming eye bring euphoria and offer pleasure
If a kiss smacks, if legs fly, pants slide and canons fire
 
subdued us?
To abide their morals and power is nothing but a waste of time
There's one thing everybody around here is aware of:
The true heroes - that is us!
 
The kings never go their own way, they feel fearful
about what is said. High in their ivory towers only air, no love penetrates
 
But for two kings
there isn't a place in the world (we're the kings)
so they're fighting
even amongst themselves (we're the kings)
And we down here
are laughing at him who
even a king
is a slave
Because...
 
We make love, we live life
Day after day, night after night
What’s the point of being on Earth
If it’s to live
 
It often falls out that in our life
The soul gives in to the body
We're born for love
And we're mere kings in it.
 
Here, here people make love and celebrate, here people drink like animals
Here people party, here people dance, 
 
Our time will come! We are prepared!
 
To obey to their morals and power is nothing but a waste of time
There's one thing everybody around here is aware of:
The true heroes - that is us!
 
(Just live like you want to, it doesn't matter if people peep
Do what's pleasurable!)
 
we live life
Day after day, night after night
What’s the point of being on Earth
If it’s to live life on our knees?
We know that time is like the wind
To live is what’s important
We don’t give a damn about morals
We know that we are not evil
 
We're the kings of the world
we've the sex, the wine, the singing
we live to have fun
we don't have ethics
without laws or lawgivers
only life matters
night and day, every moment
because time is like the wind
 
We'll take the chance!
 
Kings of the world, kings of nothing.
When Papa scolds, the dogs cower.
Look at us, less than nothing!
 
Kings of the world, kings of the sewer.
It reeks up above, it reeks below.
We're the kings of nothing at all!
 
Lost in the streets
The city's mice
Roosters of the hen-house
Puppies in heat
Without happiness
But both of you know that I
I'm not you
No fear,
I never feel
 
And I dreamt
Oh I dreamt
 
I dream the death of my enemy
To see women scream beneath me!
I dream of seeing this city in flames
And to challenge God
 
I dream
I am the master, not the student!
 
I dreamt, I dreamt
Oh Romeo, I would die
There's a witch between us
 
I dream
I dream
 

Down in the Pasalimani

As the night thickens
during the best hour
they make their descent
the beautiful girls
--
Eh, hey, what a crowd of women
around-around the harbor
eh, hey, what a crowd of women
down in the Pasalimani*
--
The girls play
always the same viola
and find their boys
and drink from all
--
And later they break glasses
and they go to Freattyda*
a boat here, come, boatman
let's take a ride in the moonlight
--
And there when it dawns
one takes the wheel
the other is lulled to sleep
rows and melts
--
Heave-ho, heave-ho*
inside the Pasalimani
eh, hey, what a crowd of women
down in the Pasalimani
 

I made one mistake

You don't have the right
To hurt me so
To talk to me about the past
And make me suffer
You don't have the right
To still insist on
Talking to me about the past
So bitterly
 
I made one mistake,
You have to forget about it
Otherwise my love
You'll lose me quickly
 
You don't have the right
To bring to mind
An old mistake of mine
Again and again
I paid for it in life
With tears and pain
That's why, now you have to
Bring me joy
 
I made one mistake,
You have to forget about it
Otherwise my love
You'll lose me quickly
 
You don't have the right
To remind me again of
An old sin
That's about to be erased
But, as I love you,
You should love me
And heal with affection
Some old wound
 
I made one mistake,
You have to forget about it
Otherwise my love
You'll lose me quickly
 

Always be the sea

Listen to our hearts beating and the breaths
Voices that break the silence
And calm down, the souls during embraces
Find shelter and food
 
Always be the sea
Warm in the summer,
I'll be the endless night
Throwing stars for you.
 
It seems as if the moments last forever
Another life in this one
And yesterday stays behind
Old wounds that are now gone.
 
Always be the sea
Warm in the summer,
I'll be the endless night
Throwing stars for you.
 

You're my problem

You're my problem
You are, you are
Only you
You're my problem
You are, you are
Only you
You're my problem
I've told you, only you, my love, you
You're my problem
And I don't even know why, my heart
 
When I see you, ah, nothing's wrong 1
When you kiss me sweetly, nothing's wrong
When you say you love me, nothing's wrong
 
You're my problem
You are, you are
Only you
You're my problem
You are, you are
Only you
You're my problem
I've told you, only you, my love, you
You're my problem
And I don't even know why, my heart
 
Your eyes are a problem for me
Your hands are a problem for me
You living only for me is a problem
 

• 1. literal translation: I don't have (a problem)

In The Clouds

If you get lost
If I get lost
 
If you're forgotten
If I'm forgotten
 
You're here and I'm here
 
You're here for me
And I'm here for you
You're here for me
And I'm here for you
 
I love you and I dream
That with you I'm flying high
Ιn the clouds
 
Don't speak
Don't hurt me
 
You're here, you're here now
And I'm here, I'm here now
 
You're here for me
And I'm ere for you
Only you for me
And only I for you
 

Old Photograph

We even took a photograph
When I was holding you
And the sun was falling down like a river
On your curly hair
Small black and white photograph
In the square's white stairs
 
It was midday on a Sunday
The blue sky was shining
And the way you were holding my hand
I believed you were strong
I squeezed your beautiful hand
The nice summer ended
 
Then winter took you away
The world's longing stole you away
Only the old photograph
Remembers the light of our love
Only the old photograph
That looks smiley and a little funny at the same time
 
We had rented a house
Looking at a small yard
Children were playing with all their heart
You used to tell me you loved me very much
One night you were late
And the key wasn't on the door.