A keresés eredménye oldal 7

Please Call

The moon is
a carmine-colored orange
at midnight.
 
I'm barefoot by the window,
watching the old sea wolf leave.
He's whorish and a bastard.
 
Motorcycles and rock'n'roll,
Leather, tacks, and alcohol. What are you
doing right now? I am trying to stop my heart,
which is a great wharf made of steel, from bursting out of my chest.
 
As you can see, I do need you.
I hate to admit
that I need
your breath to be well,
and that there's no better nourishment
than the one your kisses give me.
 
Please call,
I feel so worthless.
I am an airless balloon,
a ship on the high seas,
without a skipper, and adrift.
 
Please call,
I feel so defenseless.
I lack willpower.
I cannot concentrate.
And I can't find an exit, no.
 
The radio with its recommendations
for a happy world
unsettles me.
 
A thousand insane ideas go
through my mind, but I just ignore them.
And though it may hurt me this time,
I have to admit
that I need to have
your body to be well.
I'm in love, I'm lost.
My mind needs you.
 
Please call,
I feel worthless.
I'm an airless balloon,
a ship on the high seas,
without a skipper, and adrift.
 
Please call,
I feel so defenseless.
I lack willpower.
I cannot concentrate.
And I can't find an exit, no.
 
Please call,
I feel worthless.
I'm an airless balloon,
a ship on the high seas,
without a skipper, and adrift.
 
Please call,
I feel so defenseless.
I lack willpower.
I cannot concentrate.
And I can't find an exit for this, no.
 
Please call,
I feel worthless.
I am an airless balloon,
a ship on the high seas,
without a skipper, and adrift.
 

Your Future Ex (Girlfriends)

Forget about everything
I want you beside me tonight
not later nor before
every my wish has its time
 
This is that night
these are those hours
someone will realize
someone will suffer
and that won't be me
 
Chorus
All your future girlfriends are already ex
nothing less nothing more
after me, your skin is
sold expensively
 
All the second are always the second
grain of happiness, grain of sorrow
just this crazy head
remains as a first
 
Forget about everything
nothing will be the same after me
I'm both the poison and the cure
there's no help when I enter your veins
 
This is that night
let's go to the city
someone will fly
but someone will perish
and that won't be me
 
Chorus
All your future girlfriends are already ex
nothing less nothing more
after me, your skin is
sold expensively
 
All the second are always the second
grain of happiness, grain of sorrow
just this crazy head
remains as a first
 
I'll take your soul while
your shirt is still on me
I'll love you
until I petrify your heart
 
Chorus
All your future girlfriends are already ex
nothing less nothing more
after me, your skin is
sold expensively
 
All the second are always the second
grain of happiness, grain of sorrow
just this crazy head
remains as a first
 
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Two of us

Beloved
You'd be doing me a favor
If you come to the sea
And I have the two of us under the sun
under the sun
 
Two of us
Only the two of us
Two of us
Come back
Two of us
Let it be just the two of us
Two of us
 
Just two of us
With old clothes into new times ,
I don't need you but I need us
Watch the moon among the stars
It's you my heart
And it doesn't beat without the sun when you're not around
Let the tide take us somewhere offshore
You don't see the sea how it take us
 
Beloved
You'd be doing me a favor
If you come to the sea
And I have the two of us under the sun, under the sun
 
Two of us
Only two of us
Two of us
Come back
Two of us
Let it be just the two of us
Two of us
 
Only two of us
Let's jump into the sea naked
You don't need me but you have us
When the night comes my beloved I wait for you as if
We have a beach just for the two of us and a single thought
I have the heart In a suitcase and I no longer wanna hide it
But you leave me waiting
 
Beloved
You'd be doing me a favor
If you come to the sea
And I have the two of us under the sun, under the sun
 
Two of us
Only two of us
Two of us
Come back
Two of us
Let it just be the two of us
Two of us
 

Time passes? It doesn't pass

Time passes? It doesn't pass
in the abyss of the heart
There within, prevails the grace
of love, flourishing in song.
 
Time nears us
each time a little bit more, it reduces us
to one sole verse and one rhyme
of hands and eyes, in the light.
 
There isn't consumed time
nor is there time to economize.
Time is all dressed up
in love and the time of love.
 
My time is yours, beloved,
they transcend any measure.
Beyond love, there is nothing,
to love is the juice of life.
 
The yesterday as much as the now
Are both calendar myths,
and your anniversary
is a birth at all hours.
 
And our love, which blossomed
from time, has no age,
so that only who has loved has heard
the appeal of eternity.
 

Passage of the Year

The last day of the year
isn't the last day of time.
Others day shall come
and new thighs and bellies shall communicate to you the heat of life.
You shall kiss mouths, you shall rip up papers,
you shall make voyages and so many celebrations
of birthday, graduation, promotion, glory, sweet death with symphony
and choir,
that the time shall remain replete and you shall not hear the clamor,
the irreparable howls
of the wolf, in solitude.
 
The last day of time
isn't the last day of everything.
There always remains some fringe of life
where two men sit.
A man and his opposite,
a woman and her foot,
a body and its memory,
an eye and its glimmer,
a voice and its echo,
and who knows if even God . . .
 
Receive with simplicity this present of chance.
You deserved to live one more year.
You hoped to live forever and to deplete the dreg of the centuries.
Your father died, your grandfather too.
In you yourself many things have already expired, others peek out at death,
but you are alive. Still one more time you are alive,
and with a cup in hand
you await the dawn.
 
The appeal of inebriating oneself.
The appeal of the dance and of the shout,
the appeal of the colorful ball,
the appeal of kant and of poetry,
all of them . . . and none of them resolves things.
 
The morning of a new year surges up.
The things are clean, orderly.
The body of gestures replenishes itself in foam.
All the senses function in alertness.
The mouth is eating up life.
The mouth is stuffed with life.
The life spills from the mouth,
besmirches the hands, the pavement.
Life is fat, smelly, mortal, sub-reptilian.
 

A színekben élni

Mélyreható, el nem követett csókok
Függőórákra szemezett tekintet
Állomásra, egy érzésre
Az álmodozásra késztető életre
 
Hallom a fémet
Ütközik, ahogy elhaladok egy mosolygó ember előtt
A vonat zötykölődik és engem is megmozgat egy kicsikét
Most már tudom, hozzád érkezem
Semmi sem egyszerűbb
Nincs több kérdés
Mindent elhalasztok holnapra
Minden repülőgép papírból készül
Te vagy a királyom, én a királynőd
A végeláthatatlan Rómában.
 
Ehh minden terv a levegőben lóg
Egyre közelebb jutunk a merész álmainkhoz
És te tudod, hogy nem titok, hogyan kell a színekben élni
 
Élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni...
 
Azt hiszem, te egy virág vagy
Egy ritka színből
Lehetséges itt maradni miközben másfelé indulok
Túl azon, amit látsz
Túl azon, amit érezni tudsz
Szeretlek, semmi sem egyszerűbb
Szeretlek, nincs több kérdés
Mindent elhalasztok holnapra
Minden repülőgép papírból készül
Te vagy a királyom, én a királynőd
A végeláthatatlan Rómában.
 
Ehh, minden terv a levegőben lóg
Egyre közelebb jutunk a merész álmainkhoz
És te tudod, hogy nincs magyarázat arra, hogyan kell a színekben élni...
 
Élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni...
Szeretlek, semmi sem egyszerűbb
Szeretlek, nincs több kérdés
Szeretlek, semmi sem egyszerűbb
Szeretlek, semmi többet nem adhatok
 
Élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni...
 
Mindent elhalasztok holnapra
Minden repülőgép papírból készül
Te vagy a királyom, én a királynőd
A végeláthatatlan Rómában.
 
Ehh minden terv a levegőben lóg
Egyre közelebb jutunk a merész álmainkhoz
És te tudod, hogy nincs rá magyarázat arra, hogyan kell a színekben élni
Élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni a színekben
És élni, élni...
 

Mindenképpen haladni előre

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Nanananana
nanananana
 
Akárhogy is, de haladni kell
Akkor is ha úgy érzed meghalnál
Azért, hogy ne maradj a semmitevésben a végét várva
Haladj, mert megállva nem tudsz létezni
Ragaszkodj a fény kereséséhez a dolgok mélyén.
 
Akárhogy is, de haladni kell
Akkor is ha csak értenél
Vagy azért, hogy semmit ne érts
De a szerelemnek azt tudod mondani, éltél a nevében
És táncolni és izzadni a nap alatt
Nem számít, ha megég a bőröm
Ha a perceket és az órákat égetem el
Itt vagyok melletted
A csomagjaimmal együtt félelmeket és vágyakat is összegyűjtöttem
 
Akárhogy is, de haladni kell, akkor is ha érzed elhalványulsz
Nem tudod megtakarítani, de játszd a végéig
És most haladj, hogy a tüskék kihulljanak
Becsukom a szemem és rózsa vagyok és az illat megmarad
És táncolni akarok és izzadni a nap alatt
Nem számít, ha megég a bőröm
Ha a perceket és az órákat égetem el
Itt vagyok melletted
A csomagjaimmal együtt félelmeket és vágyakat is összegyűjtöttem
 
Bárhogy is, de menni kell, mert ha megállsz, nem tudsz létezni
Ébren maradni késő éjjelig, tudod hogy megtalálom
Becsukom a szemem és rózsa vagyok és az illat megmarad
És táncolni akarok és izzadni a nap alatt
Nem számít, ha megég a bőröm
Ha a perceket és az órákat égetem el
És remélni akarok, amikor már nincs több amit tehetnék
Jobb akarok lenni ameddig te itt vagy
És mert itt vagy hogy szeress
 
És látsz engem, és mit látsz
Miközben rád mosolygok a hibáimmal együtt, összegyűjtöttem a félelmeim és vágyaim
 

Feeling of the world

I have merely two hands
and the feeling of the world,
but I am full of slaves,
my memories run
and my body compromises
in the confluence of love.
 
When I'll get up, the sky
will be dead and looted,
I myself will be dead,
dead my desire, dead
the swamp without harmonies.
 
The comrades didn't say
that there was a war
and that it was necessary
to bring fire and nourishment.
I feel scattered, behind the borders,
humbly I beg ye
to forgive me.
 
When the bodies will pass,
I will remain alone
defying the recollection
of the bellman, of the widow and of the microscopist
who inhabited the tent
and who weren't discovered
at dawn
that dawn
greater than night.
 

What's going on with me

And yes yea yes and no no no
You know yourself I set nightclub s on fire
And yes yes yes, oh no no no
You better look after me because I'll go to another man
 
You know very well I'm stubborn
Sometimes crazy even without a cause
If I see you with other women
You know you won't have fun
 
I don't want a lot from you
Just to always be there when I call
And I don't know if you'd be able to fix this crazy side of me
 
Chorus 2x
He asks what's going on with me
We know each other from the past
Sassy and rude
Of hungrier
I say we'll see each other later
Don't act like you're dangerous
 
(Say what you want it from me)
My beauty's killing you
(Please leave it to me)
I just wanna bother you
 
And yes yes yes and no no no
I don't wanna spend this night
And yes yes yes and no no no
You act like you're bad so that I'd like you
 
You know very well I'm stubborn
Sometimes crazy even without a cause
If I see you with other women
You know you won't have fun
 
I don't want a lot from you
Just to always be there when I call
And I don't know if you'd be able to fix this crazy side of me
 

In the Middle of the Road

In the
middle of the road there was a stone
there was a stone in the middle of the road
there was a stone
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
Never shall I forget of this happening
in the life of my retinas so exhausted.
Never shall I forget that in the middle of the road
there was a stone
there was a stone in the middle of the road
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
 

Sonnet of Lost Hope

I lost the tram and hope.
I return pale to my house.
The road is useless and no car
passes over my body.
 
I will rise the slow slope
in which the roads base themselves.
All of them lead to the
beginning of the drama and of the flora.
 
I don't know if I am suffering
or if it is someone who entertains themself1
why not? in the sparse night
 
with an insoluble piccolo.
However it makes a lot of time
that we last screamed: yes! to the eternity.
 

• 1. I understand that this is incorrect grammatically and it kind of hurts me to see this . . . especially in a poem but I see no other viable option to preserve the original meaning. The good news is that this is how humans will speak English officially in the future so I'm a bit ahead of schedule . . .

Poem of Seven Faces

When I was born, a twisted angel
one of those that lives in the shadows
said: Go, Carlos! be a misfit in life.
 
The houses watch the men
that run behind the women
The evening maybe was blue,
there weren't so many desires.
 
The tram passes full of legs:
white black yellow legs.
Why so many legs, my God, asks my heart.
Yet my eyes
ask nothing.
 
The man behind the mustache
is serious, simple and strong.
He barely speaks.
There are few, rare friends
the man behind the spectacles and the mustache.
 
My God, why have You abandoned me?
if You knew that I was not God,
if You knew that I was weak.
 
World world vast world
if my name was Harold
it would be a rhyme, it wouldn't be a solution.
World world vast world,
more vast is my heart.
 
I shouldn't have told you
but this Moon
but this cognac
put people crazy like the Devil.
 

What can a creation do but

What can a creation do but
among other creations, love?
to love and to forget,
to love and to love badly,
to love, to fall out of love, to love?
always, and even with glazed eyes, love?
 

The different road

On my road they are cutting down trees
setting down rails
building houses.
 
My road awoke changed.
The neighbors don't accustom to it.
They don't know that life
has those brutal demands.
 
Only my daughter enjoys the spectacle
and amuses herself with the scaffolding,
the light of the autogenous welding
and the cement running over the shapes.