A keresés eredménye

That Moon

Moon in the twilight, the remedy for love,
the calm morning air.
Waves of forgotten laughter return,
lilies in the sacred night.
 
That moon, that moon, that moon cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face,
that moon, that moon, that moon cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face.
 
The wine from the flower in my dwelling,
heart with its somber gaze,
light falls in the silent night,
soul of a sun, preserved in a memory.
 
That moon, that moon, that moon cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face,
that moon, that moon, that moon cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face.
 
That moon cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face, [O'] Beloved
and then it cannot compare with the softness of your tress, [O'] Beloved
 
That moon, that moon, that moon, that moon, that moon, that moon
cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face
That moon, that moon, that moon, that moon, that moon, that moon
cannot compare with the glow of your beautiful face.
 

Heart Chant

Let this heart
To be sung
Sing my longing to you
 
Inhale every one shot
Inner soul is spelled one by one
Inhale every one shot
Inner soul is spelled one by one
 
In the wind the shoots of the leaves
Sounded gently kept ringing
I said while looking up
In the grace of the light of the dusk
I stare at the silhouette of your face
In the grace of the light of the dusk
 
In the longing I kneel
My longing is very deep
While standing, sit, chewing lips, sad eyes
 
Let this heart
To be singing
Sing my longing to you
 
Inhale every one shot
Inner soul is spelled one by one
Inhale every one shot
Inner soul is spelled one by one