A keresés eredménye oldal 4

Come back alive!

Young boy with a hot heart -
He couldn't just keep quiet anymore.
When everyone around plundered the Country -
You went to stand up for Freedom.
 
For the Freedom of your unborn children.
For a Free and Peaceful future.
For peace in the Country. For our Rebirth.
To stop the aggressors' hands.
 
That winter is like hell. Barricades covered with smoke.
He only remembered the word 'Mother'.
 
Refrain:
Come back alive! Come back, please.
Come back alive! I beg you!
Do you hear, darling, how my heart cries out ?!
I am on my knees, begging:
Come back alive ... Come back alive ...
Come back alive! Come back alive ...
 
The young boy, he understood very well,
Looking the enemies straight in the eye:
For children to laugh, for the sky to be peaceful -
We need to start changing the world!
 
I am proud of you, as a Mother is proud!
I bow and pray softly:
Come back alive. Come back, soldier.
I beg you - come back alive!
 
Checkpoints, armored personnel carriers, automatic weapons in your hands.
And your Mother turned gray hearing the news.
 
Refrain:
Come back alive! Come back, please.
Come back alive! I beg you!
Do you hear, darling, how my heart cries out ?!
I am on my knees, begging:
Come back alive ... Come back alive ...
Come back alive! Come back alive ...
 
On an exhausted morning, when Peace will have come

Sometimes I Feel That I Need Wings

Sometimes i feel that i need wings
not to fly
only to take refuge in their shadows
sometimes i feel that i need eyes
only to close them
 
i'll try to pass
to pass today and tomorrow
like Abraham passed the river
like Moses passed the desert and the sea
i'll try to pass with them
 
Sometimes i feel that i need rest
not to sleep
only to believe that i'm breathing
sometimes i feel that i need to touch
the hand of another
 
i'll try...
 
Sometimes i feel that i need eyes
more, more and more
in order to see the abundance of light
sometimes i feel that i need wings
only to fly and to pass
 
i'll try...
 

Earthquake

There are many girls but the girls of north1 are beautiful
The province Paktia2 has arched eyebrows and moon-like faces
I would die for the big eyes of (the girls of) Badakhshan2 and Hirat2
I would die for the girl Mazrasharif2 and Kabul3 and Hizara4 girl
Take her hand
Get ready, tanpura5 came
Get the instrument, play a happy song
play a happy song
 
Look what's going on, the girls are in the line
I've chosen one of them
But she doesn't like me
Look what's going on, everybody has a love
I don't want any of them
God bring you for me
 
Dance in our style Ghataghani6
One neck, one foot, move both shoulders forward
Dance in a way that melt hearts
Dance in a way that melt hearts
 
Your trace and scent makes people drunk
Wherever I go, your scent is there
You've found my weak point, you exposed your lover
You make an Earthquake when you walk
You make an Earthquake when you walk
 
Dance in our style Ghataghani6
One neck, one foot, move both shoulders forward
Dance in a way that melt hearts
Dance in a way that melt hearts
 
Dance in our style Ghataghani6
One neck, one foot, move both shoulders forward
Dance in a way that melt hearts
Dance in a way that melt hearts
 
Dance in our style Ghataghani6
One neck, one foot, move both shoulders forward
Dance in a way that melt hearts
Dance in a way that melt hearts
 

• 1. Of Afghanistan
• One of the provinces of Afghanistan
• 3. Capital of Afghanistan
• 4. An ethnicity of Afghanistan
• 5. A traditional instrument
• One of the traditional and famous dances of Afghanistan

Wildflowers

I never could get you out of my head
You are hearing my mourning but you're not coming back
 
Why did you run away from me
You don't know that you are loved
 
Come back my unexperienced love
If you'd know how I love you
 
Do not take on the wild flowers
You are way more prettier than them
 
When I see your vision
I get shiver
Your loss is hotter than fire, it burns me
As if I'm the one waste away
 

Sacrifice

Our reasons for taking a stand are even taken away on this battlefield.
It’s enough to think our pain doesn’t even belong to us alone.
 
So until every last one of these moving shadows disappears…
 
No matter who tells me, “You’ll never be able to erase that brand”,
Or, “You’re just wasting your time by struggling”,
 
I still hear the screams… of voices failing to make a sound.
 
I don’t care if I get the last laugh, as long as you’re here with me.
So I can reach the end of this battle, I’ll take a stand against this “fate”!
 
Passing through the darkness of many nights, without a single light in sight,
I can only cling to these days I know will never come again…
 
I’ll keep struggling! I’ll prove that I can survive!
 
I don’t care if I get the last laugh, as long as you’re here with me.
In order to reach the end of this battle, I’ll overcome this fate!
 
Even if I can’t free myself from the hands of the gods, I’ll risk the bonds I’ve formed— I’ll risk my soul—
So I can reach the end of this battle, I’ll risk everything!
 
I’ll keep struggling! I’ll prove that I can survive!
 

If I had two hearts

If I had two hearts, I would live in one heart
And I would let the other heart in your love suffering
But I only have one heart inhabited by passion
It does not like to live, nor does not demand death
Like a bird in the child's palm holding it
Taste the pain of death while the child plays
None through a thousand faces he could known their way
But he only has this heart, without it where does he go?
 

The Wind Brings a Couplet

The wind brings a couplet,
Memories of the hurricane,
That one day broke my wing,
And made me fall,
I crawled this far.
 
Our flag fluttered,
In the middle of the rainstorm,
From the north the cold was deadly,
The skin got hard,
The terror was the law.
 
And I didn't forget anything,
That we planted illusion,
In the wet pampa,
Which was sweating just like me,
Unavoidable absence.
 
And I took off neither my ring,
Nor the sky, the Southern Cross,
Nor my twinkle of a grasshopper,
Who sings at night,
Because he misses his love.
 
And I keep cleaning cups,
Of people better than me,
If I can, I drink the leftovers,
The mixture turns me on.
 
And I lose my mind,
I fantasize about the sea,
About swimming away,
About touching you again.
 
And I become handless,
Hands of uselessness,
I let my blood there,
And now I have to invent myself,
Because I'm Argentinean!
 
The wind brings a couplet...
 
Our flag fluttered...
 
And I keep cleaning cups...
 

Life has many faces

Life has many faces,
What side will she turn to us now:
A smile, laughing, indifference?
But there is the grimace of pain and losses.
It's rather difficult to antiсipate,
What turn would come next:
Where you have to be extremely cautious,
And where you can step forward unafraid.
Puzzles, mysteries and traps:
There's no way
Through life events,
Which wouldn't be thorny,
There are temptations and shortcuts anywhere,
And only a strong-minded man
Will play everything to the very last note,
Live his life in the decent way.
 

You are painful

You are painful, you are my culprit
I don't think you are suffering
You wounded in a black day
You are mighty and selfish
You are painful, you are my culprit
 
If I knew you before adored
I would left before I have drowned
I would slow down in my time
I would have been in a different situation
You are painful, you are my culprit
 
I thought you were like me, a lover
You wouldn't be able to leave me
I thought that my passion had bound you
That was my expectations
You are painful, you are my culprit
 
You know what else I say
I don't need any solutions
Lord from your wound healed me
It took me seconds
You are painful, you are my culprit
 

Where Are You From

Where are you from?
Higo
Where is Higo?
It's Kumamoto
Where in Kumamoto?
Semba
River Semba is rich in shrimp
Fishermen catch them with nets
Boil them
Roast them
And eat them
 
Mt. Semba is the home of raccoon dogs
Hunters shoot them with rifles
Boil them
Roast them
Eat them
And cover the remains with leaves
 

La Flaca

Versions: #1
During my lifetime I met a woman,
just like the skinny one,
coral black from La Habana,
a spectacular 'mulatta'
 
One-hundred pounds of skin and bones,
forty kilos of salsa
and two suns on her face,
that speak without words,
that speak without words.
 
The Skinny Woman sleeps all day,
she says that's how you trick hunger,
when night falls,
she comes out to dance a la Tasca
 
and dance and dance,
and drink and drink
one beer after the other,
but she never puts on weight,
but she never puts on weight
for a kiss from The Skinny Woman.
I would give anything
for a kiss from her
even if it were only one
I would give anything
for a kiss from The Skinny Woman.
for one of her kisses,
even if it were only one
Even if it were only one.
 
I wet my white sheets
as the song says
remembering the caresses
that she gave me the first day
 
I go crazy with the desire
to sleep by her side
Because, my God, this woman (flaca)
makes me crazy!
She has made me crazy!
 
For a kiss from The Skinny Woman (la flaca)
I would give anything
for a kiss from her,
even if it were only one
For a kiss from The Skinny Woman (la flaca)
I would give anything
for a kiss from her,
even if it were only one
 
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
 

I love her to death

And I was until yesterday
I was just a loafer,
and today I am the guardian
of your dreams of love.
I love her to death
 
You can destroy
everything you see,
because she with a breath
recreates it,
like nothing,
like nothing.
I love her to death
 
She erases the hours
of each watch
and teaches me to paint
transparent the pain,
with your smile.
 
Lift a tower
from heaven to here.
And I sewed some wings
and it helps me climb,
at full speed,
at full speed.
I love her to death
 
She knows every war well,
every wound, every being.
She knows every war well
of life and love too.
 
I draw a landscape
and she makes me live
in a pencil forest
It takes over me.
I love her to death
 
And it catches me in a loop
that never squeezes,
like a silk thread
I can not let go
I can not let go
I do not want to let go
I love her to death
 
When I climb to your eyes
I face the sea,
two water mirrors,
enclosed in glass.
I love her to death
 
I can only sit down,
I can only chat,
I can only get tangled up,
I can only accept
be only yours,
just yours
I love her to death
 
Know every war well,
every wound, every being.
Know every war well
of life and love too.
 
Know every war well,
every wound, every being.
Know every war well
of life and love too.
 
And me that until yesterday
I was just a loafer,
and today I am the guardian
of your dreams of love.
I love her to death
 
You can destroy
everything you see,
because she of a breath
he recreates it,
like nothing,
like nothing.
I love her to death
 

Ballerina

I had a dream about a city,
a splendid city.
There lived people
nibbling their humdrum.
But sometimes they
would smile,
and visit some friends,
and drink a lot.
And if grief
came to a neighbour -
they would keep quiet

Why do you neglect me?

I truest your dimension or I believe my feelings.
 
You want to live your life away from me!
 
You become closer to my breath more than my own family.
 
And you left me, and you swore to me you would never leave me.
 
Hope in my eyes became like disappointment !
 
Your contradicting love is exhausted me.
 
If we parted, you would be a callous soul in my eyes.
 
And as soon as we meet, you have a good spirit that captivates me with passion.
 
I feel myself soul sad suffocating my breathing,
 
Suffocating by my passion, which made me like that.
 
My heart told me that I need to believe in my sincerity feelings.
 
I Sincerely will believe what you say from my sincere feelings.
 
But I have a question going on in my head
Why?
 
Why? When your heart longs and misses me? You are ignoring and neglecting me ?!
 

Now I know

I remember a fiery love
I know you were everything for me
And now my world
Has dawned and quieted down without you
Hating someone would be useless
And I know only one thing, everything's done
Including the little things we could've had...
 
Now I know,
There are others for you,
You live without shame,
Now I know.
I tremble
Whether from excitement and passion
Or hate and fear
Everytime
When I see you
 
I remember a fiery love
Memories chase me again
And now my world
Has dawned and quited down without you
And I know only one thing, everything's done
Including the little things we could've had...
 

O love

O love
 
O passing in our land
 
Our body tiredness
 
Our soul's waves
 
O love that lives in us..
 
Messing with our thoughts..
 
Our prayers..
 
Our dreams..
 
I love you so much...
 
And I know that with your love..
 
With your passion...
 
I'll lose..
 
I'll suicide..
 
I'll shiver... I'll drunk
 
O love
 
Peace for your eyes
 
For your breath, we'll be perfumed ourself
 
O love
 
Lets us pray...
 
Lets us sing..
 
Lets us drunk..
 
O love..
 
Be my patriot.. be my historical..
 
Be my birth..
 
Be me..
 
O love...
 
That you lives in us..
 
Messing with our thoughts..
 
Be kindness...
 
Be kindness...
 

one was there and one wasn't*

one was there and one wasn't
under the dark sky*
no one cared about our sorrows
under the umbrella of the sky
for our loneliness
there was not even one bird left
dancing of night shadows
on the silent walls
was informing about the death
the destiny of the stars
is going and going again
the story of being homeless due to cruel hands of the wind
night, darkness, and wind
crying till dawn
tired and exhausted of distances
poor hearts
all machine humans like motionless and soundless stones
one was there and one wasn't
for the leaflessness of the garden
not even an owl would have sung a song on the roof
from the crow in the stories*
that was on its way home
nothing was left but a fist of feathers
stories are black and ugly
all repeated and bitter
those were the stories, those were the days
we're lost in the fate
in the middle of unawareness
where are we in the story? by the way, we must be remembered
 

Will you find me?

1. From afar I hear, see and feel
Don't lie to yourself, don't get angry, you know me well
I ran away but you lost my tracks
But someday you'll find my faces
 
No, the power of love hasn't faded yet
 
Chorus:
Will you find me?
Will you recognize me?
Will you go against the winds and conquer the storm?
Will you find me?
Will you recognize me?
After all, it's too late to retreat and renounce
 
2. Like a fiery fire my heart burns
Doesn't want to understand that I'm waiting for you very much
In a dream, in reality, you're looking only for me
In the night sky you see a secret look
 
No, the power of love hasn't faded yet
 
Chorus (3x)
 

Beautiful

Versions: #2
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Beautiful morning,
Beautiful place,
Beautiful bed,
How the sea looks so good,
Beautiful is the day
And the beautiful life is just starting.
Breath, breath, breath.
 
The phone rings, my buddy complains,
Things go bad, life is weighing him down,
To live like this doesn't interest him anymore,
To live like this this isn't worth the pain.
Love was lost, the party was over,
And the earth's engine stopped.
Life is a joke with a sad ending,
The future doesn't exist, but I say to him
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
Beautiful peace, beautiful life,
Beautiful to be reborn each day,
Beautiful is truth, when it doesn't sound like a lie,
Beautiful friendship, beautiful laugh,
Beautiful are quality people,
Beautiful are people when they don't regret,
Who win, that lose, that speak and don't lie,
Beautiful are people, and because of that I say,
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
How beautiful things can be, when you let them be beautiful.
How beautiful things are for you.
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
La sea, the morning, the house, the samba,
The earth, the peace, and the life that's happening,
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Your bed, your salsa, the spot on your back,
Your face, your desires, the weekend.
 
Beautiful are people who come and go,
Beautiful are people who let themselves go,
Beautiful are people who have no age,
Who listen, who understand, who have and who give.
 
Beautiful Portel, beautiful Peret,
Beautiful rumba, beautiful José,
Beautiful breeze that's in no hurry,
Beautiful this day, breath, breath
Beautiful are people when they are truthful,
Beautiful are people who are different,
Who shake, who feel,
Who live in the present
Beautiful are people that once were and now aren't,
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
How beautiful things can be, when you let them be beautiful.
How beautiful things are for you.
 
How beautiful it is, when it is beautiful.
How beautiful it is
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 

My Sweetheart, My Life, My Pulse , My Heartbeat

O My sweetheart, my life,my pulse, my heart beat
it out of my hands(out of control), your love has fallen into my life
Oh beautiful ,your name is in my lips ( every moment)
 
The lock of my heart opened, you love is cure
With one of your smile, a storm formed in my heart
its like my heart separated from my chest in a flash
 
My heart should be enchanted by your heart
the intensity of your love should bring my soul to my lips
someone more in love and crazier than us cannot be found
crazy attracts crazy, crazy like crazy one
 

Arabian Night

I come from afar and go over deserts - To the world of the caravans
No sight of the horizon - Sweat comes to the armpit - It creates a cozy atmosphere
Wind from the East - The Western sun - The hourglass hits time
Flying on the carpet - Come for adventures
Wonders of this Arabian night
 
Arabian nights - As hot as the day
Burning feelings - The hottest you get beneath the sun
Arabian nights - That Arabian moon
If the dangers of the land of sand get you in their reign - Come into adventure
 

I'm Crawling On My Knees

Versions: #1
Won't You turn me back to Your way.
I've been crawling on my knees in my oppressing world.
Restless nigts,terrifying dreams..
Take a look at my situation, I'm crawling on my knees.
 
I have neither a lover nor a loving heart.
With my hands on my chest, I'm left helpless.
I begged you not just a single day but everyday.
You didn't hear my voice, I'm crawling on my knees.
 
Don't console me by giving a thounsand hopes everyday,
they make me cry later when the loss and disappointment come.
Create me again from zero by making me free of sorrows.
Have mercy on me when I'm in this situation.
 
I have neither a lover nor a loving heart.
With my hands on my chest, I'm left helpless.
I begged you not just a single day but everyday.
You didn't hear my voice, I'm crawling on my knees.
 

Charabanc

Ah, my charabanc1, my sulky!2
What a night, what a carousal!
If you want, drink, smash the dishes!
I don't care, I don't care...
 
I fled from Simbirsk3
With a note in my fist.
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
A fellow traveller - a сheerful character4 -
Was my fellow traveller and my master.
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
All Moldavanka5 agreed on a ban,
There will be sold my charabanc.
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
Hello, recidivist thieves,
Riff-raff,6 and activists!
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
All are in the war or on civvy street,
And all the thieves are in Moldavanka!
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
Why do we need guns, why do we need hooligans,
When we are loved in Moldavanka?
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
We have a serious joke in Odessa,
That here friendship is friendship, and legs are spread.7
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
And I'm a girl, I'm a charlatan!
 
Ah, my charabanc, my sulky!
What a night, what a carousal!
If you want, drink, smash the dishes!
I don't care, I don't care...
 

• 1. From the French char à banc, a type of open carriage.
• 2. The word американка (amerikanka) here refers to a type of two-wheeled carriage invented in America for horse-racing (source: ). An alternative for американка is качалка, which as far as I could find is the translation for 'sulky', which was originally a four-wheeled carriage invented in England that was then adapted into a two-wheeled racing one in America. In any case, the purpose here is to emphasise the narrator's motion.
• 3. This song is related to the Russian Civil War. The city of Simbirsk (modern day Ulyanovsk) was the site of fighting that resulted in a key victory for the Reds both for its strategic implications as well as the symbolism of its being Lenin's hometown. 'Charabanc' was a sort of battle song for the fleeing Whites and spread, as seen from this song, westward.
• 4. He was probably an officer in the White Army.
• 5. A dictrict in Odessa. So named because it was originally a majority-Moldavian settlement, but over time grew population-wise as well as geographically to cover the main port region. When Odessa became a free port in 1817, Moldavanka became the centre of the city's smuggling and contraband trade, a bit of a rogue-ish place as referenced to in the next verse.
• 6. Шиш = nothing, мусор = garbage. A direct translation would have sounded odd but I tried to capture the meaning.
• 7. The original saying is Дружба дружбой, а табачок врозь, literally 'friendship is friendship but tobacco apart' but meaning more that 'friends are okay as long as they don't get in the way'. The joke here replaces 'tobacco' with the diminutive form of 'legs'. It's a continuation of the light-hearted fun of Odessa mentioned in the previous verse.

I'm getting on the bus to the other world, See ya!

I'm getting on the bus to the other world, See ya.
 
I can't count the number of lives I ruined when I was young, I'd smile while I buried another life before heading home
Looking back now I should've been the first one to die.
 
So cheerful despite the gloomy atmosphere
I've lost my will to live
Life is just needless long
 
Nothing but meaningless wrinkles and creases
My heart pointlessly laments this hopeless take on life, spitting out ideals that just hurt my ears!
 
What value is there to a life that wants to end? Am I just being selfish? I don't even know what to think! In the end, after a few years I'll just be a nuisance so just stab me, kill me and take me away.
 
I'm getting on the bus to the other world, See ya.
 
I still remember all the times I was made fun of as a kid, these unreasonable thoughts that I don't even remember thinking just won't go away
Looking back now how did I just swallow all the pain?
Ah... if only I had fought back.
 
Sulking about in a hazy crowd of people, displaying a life that seems worth living
The 'theory of happiness' is useless deep
My shallow heart is driven by an uneasy, fretful rush
Nothing but time passes, and it can never come back.
 
What takes root in life just makes me want to disappear
You said I'm a nuisance? No one asked for your opinion!
In the end in a few years I just be the same thing...
So just stab me, kill me and take me away.
 
Is there any meaning to life if you want it to end?
Is there any dreams seen in a life that just wants to disappear?
There are none.
 
What value is there to a life that wants to end?
'That must suck.', 'I get it.'
Don't act as if you understand!
In the end, in a few years I'll still be suffering
So just stab me, kill me and take me away
 
This is the only thing I thought to do, my first and final struggle in vain...
 
I'm getting on the bus to the other world, see ya!
And yet, I regret, and scream as the rain falls...
 

A Fool

Should you grow sick of a country
Travel seeking another one
I find it odd for someone to live in a land of humiliation
when the land of God is wide open
 
Such a person is a fool
Slow and unaware of how open the world is
 
You're the same person in any land
Your soul can't cross the boundaries of another
Don't get anxious for what happens at night
Every crisis will have its end
 
'Should you grow sick'
We walked the steps that we were fated to walk
The one who's destined take steps will take them
If someone is meant to die in a land,
they will not die in any other
 
O night
Such a person is a fool
Slow and unaware of how open the world is
 

Attentive

-1-
Care are more important than love.
If you choose between someone
who loves you or someone who
cares about you. Choose the one who
cares about you since there's no point
in love without care.
 
-2-
The splendor of life is,
Near people,
They understand the meaning of attention.
 
-3-
Attention costs nothing
But it means a lot.
 
-4-
Interest,
That comes from the heart,
It never stops.
 
-5-
Neglect after attention
It’s like killed an innocent soul
Without adjusted ..!
 
-6-
Attention from the heart
makes us, thinking, missing,
searching, worrying
Even from afar...
 
-7-
The most beautiful thing in attention,
It's to become an a valuable
for someone who is afraid,
to lost you in one day.
 
-8-
Sometimes all we need,
To feel important is to have
someone, gives you attention?
on this planet surface.
 

Hoda

Hoda is a beautiful name, soul and images.
 
O, charming deer took my heart and gave me pearls.
 
O, innocence of purity, light and talks at the end of the night.
O, girl singing the most beautiful melodies of the night.
O, wild child and a marine mermaid.
O, adorn the sky and the moon.
Hoda, all gifts , heart of the story and the most beautiful breeze of a day.
 

AN UNBEARABLE FACT

I turn off the lights, my thoughts sink
A warped blood relationship that deforms love
 
-The fact-
 
I can't remember your smile
Yeah, I can't hear a thing
 
Cold wind scrapes against the window
The nadir of my conscious bursts with idealism
 
I don't need words anymore
The 'truth' is unbearable
 
I tear out my throat
Leaving no residue
All that's left is my eyes crazy with despair
 
I don't need words anymore
The 'truth' is unbearable
 
Tearing out my throat
I saw in the darkness of isolation
Dangling love and hatred
 
Looking Death in the eyes, I brush against 'the end'
My eyes go mad from the despair of abandonment
 

I need a doctor for love

O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
Heals the hearts of lovers.
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
Who’s see me say I fascinate and has a lot of infatuated.
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
My luck drove me to a cocky who lit the fire of love within me.
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
My heart is hurt, I need a doctor to heal me.
 
My heart is wounded,
I need a doctor to heal me.
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
It’s clearly that my mind is broken need to my love to come to me.
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
My soul is on fire because of her, ask lord forgiveness her.
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 
O people.. O people.
I need a doctor for love?
 

ships seem like souls

Lyrics: Dimitris Yfantis
Music: Dimitris Yfantis
1. Triphono
 
Ships are similar to souls
and if you seek out (their) winds,
on a voyage in their holds
(your) memories set sail.
 
A gleaming anchor
and golden mooring lines
secure and tie the ship
briefly to (your) life.
 
Ships are similar to souls
across time they're floating
in darkness they have as a guide
the stars that shine brightly.