A keresés eredménye

Backpacker

Backpacker, lie with me tonight
And tell me that good old story
About how nights are bright at Machu Picchu
And days are golden at California
 
Miss, I don't have to read your palm
To know you won't go back
To the crazy life
Of the people, of the world
Of the ants trying to hide from the rain
Dance, backpacker, and I'll play the guitar
 
Pedro left on a boat for Nepal
Vera was in Amsterdam
Why not do something more fun
Than marrying a businessman and end up thinking
The weekly meeting of the lover's brotherhood is something exciting
The pleasures of the good old technocracy
Dance, backpacker, and I'll play the guitar
Dance, backpacker, and I'll play the guitar
 
Miss, I know it's not cool
To be alone when fear comes to prey on us
And tonight Cusco is so cold
Hand me that bottle of wine
 
Yes I can see
Time has mistreated you
But the gods, they know
It was all worth it in the end
 
Miss, heavens is your friend
While these fun times last
And you're really, after all
The kind of cicada
That sings in the rain
Dance, backpacker, and I'll play the guitar
Dance, backpacker, and I'll play the guitar
Dance, backpacker, and I'll play the guitar
 

Little Head Upon My Shoulder

Lie your little head upon my shoulder and cry
Tell me all your sorrows
Someone who cries on my shoulder won't go away, I swear
Won't go away, won't go away
Won't go away because she likes me
 
Darling, I want your love
Because I'm so lonely
I don't know if the nostalgia will linger on or go away
If it will go away, If it will go away
I don't know if the nostalgia will linger on or go away
If it will go away, If it will go away
 
Lie your little head upon my shoulder and cry
Tell me all your sorrows
Someone who cries on my shoulder won't go away, I swear
Won't go away, won't go away
Someone who cries on my shoulder won't go away, I swear
On my shoulder she cries because she likes me
 

Yearning is a long road

Yearning is a long road
That begins and has no more end
Your leagues go 'round the world
But don't come back from where I came
 
Yearning is a long road
That begins and has no more end
Each day it has more distances
Pushing you away from me
 
So many were the times
That we cheated each other
Other times we missed each other
Without even perceiving
Even without [a] reason I want to tell you
Without intent
To see it all get lost
It hurts so much, so much
 
Yearning is a long road
It is neither good nor bad
I'll go on continuing always ahead
I never return,
I am the same like that.
 
Yearning is a long road
That today passes inside of me
I armed myself only with hopes
But I used toy bullets
 
So many were the times
That we cheated each other
Other times we missed each other
Without even perceiving
Even without [a] reason I want to tell you
Without intent
To see it all get lost
It hurts so much, so much