A keresés eredménye oldal 6

I Want To...

I want to love you
Without rushing at all,
Like a Sunday breakfast...
 
I want to hold you like this,
Very slowly like this
Just like a plant grows,
Without you ever even noticing it...
 
I want to start
A path from which there's no return

Jenny's Leaving

She's not crying for me
But I'm still by her side
Expressionless table of contents
Don't know who to settle accounts with
The moon is a hole in the long black hall
I feel the handrails of the stairs
Jenny's leaving
Jenny's leaving
 
Jenny's leaving
Can't take away all the pain of youth
Put the afternoon that we hugged
In my pant pocket
Jenny's leaving
Letting go of all of our dreams
In the small building where we loved each other
Waving goodbye
 

Egy szerető kell ma este

1. versszak:
Hol van a szerelem, ami gyengédséget ad nekem?
Hol van a szerelem, hol rejtőzik, aki vonz engem?
Hol van a szerelem, ami megérintette a szívem?
Hol van a szerelem, tőlem kezdhetjük!
 
Refrén:
Egy szerető kell ma este!
Szerelem kell ma este!
Rendben! Rendben!
Egy szerető kell ma este!
Szerelem kell ma este!
Rendben! Rendben!
Add nekem minden szerelmed!
Add nekem minden szerelmed most rögtön!
Add nekem minden szerelmed!
Add nekem minden szerelmed!
 
2. versszak:
Érzem a szerelmet... kielégülés kell!
Érzem a szerelmet... reakció kell!
Érzem a szerelmet... a szívem dobogása!
Érzem a szerelmet... tőlem kezdhetjük!
 
Rap:
Hip a hophoz
 
A slágerre1, a csúcsra
Az esőből, gyere újra2
Isi eső, digi bumm
Mozogj a hangra!
Levág a padlóra
A rapre, a rockra
A stepre, a popra
Hip a hophoz
A slágerre, a csúcsra
Az esőből, gyere újra
Isi eső, digi bumm
Mozogj a hangra!
Levág a padlóra
 
Refrén:
Egy szerető kell ma este!
Szerelem kell ma este!
Rendben! Rendben!
Egy szerető kell ma este!
Szerelem kell ma este!
Rendben! Rendben!
Add nekem minden szerelmed!
Add nekem minden szerelmed most rögtön!
Add nekem minden szerelmed!
Add nekem minden szerelmed!
(2x)
 

• 1. Vagy 'a slukkra', 'a befutóhra', sokféleképp lehetne ezt értelmezni.
• 2. Vagy 'ismételd meg'.

The rat

A rat was caught within a house, a rat both big and grey.
They hung a small bell round her neck and set the ratton free.
And when the bell was ringing, all other rats ran away.
Take my advice: Earmark a runt - all other runts will flee!
 

A Candle

Versions:
The blizzard raged across the earth
Round after round,
The light of candle lit the house,
The light of candle.
 
And as in Summer midges swarm
Flies to the bright flame,
The snowflakes by storm were blown
To lighted windows' frame.
 
The blizzard darted to the glass
The snowflakes rounds,
The light of candle lit the house,
The light of candle.
 
The shadows flicked around the walls
Lit by the candle:
Entangled flesh, entangled souls,
The fate entangled.
 
And on the floor two slippers fell
With knocking sound,
And drops of wax, as tears melt,
Stained dress on the ground.
 
And all were lost in silver haze,
In snow bundles,
The light of candle lit the house,
The light of candle.
 
Out of the corner blew the wind
On the little candle,
Hot lure, as angel, lifted wings
In cross-like angle.
 
All winter blizzard raged the earth
Round after round,
The light of candle lit the house,
The light of candle.
 

Hva' Venter Vi På? [Asterix est là !]

Versions: #1
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
Ave Caesar, you old Roman candle
Can you stand your ground when you're out of town?
Stop your circus, what's your motive?
Sad legionnaire, who's living a dog's life1
 
And meanwhile in Rome, everything's tip-top
Only one Gaul is standing
Crying his 'Go home' to all those Roman wimps
All of them a bunch of sad screw-ups
 
Come, Asterix, come
Tighten your belt
The Gauls' hero
 
Come, Asterix, come
Caesar's going pale
This is no game
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
Ave Caesar, full of foul tricks
It could cost you dearly to forget about Obelix
Your men, I wonder what kind of people they are
Getting into battles, a skirt legion
 
And meanwhile, they're all playing hide-and-seek
Passing full cups all around
Getting to like Italian wine so much
That they forget all of their Latin
 
Come, Asterix, come
Show us how to
Dethrone our tyrant
 
Come, Asterix, come
Make us see right
Victory's ours
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
Ave Caesar, Julius Superstar
You're obsessed with Gauls, that's evident
Turn your horse round, just relax a bit
Even a Caesar's gotta have some slippers
 
And meanwhile in Rome, everything's tip-top
Only one Gaul is standing
Crying his 'Go home' to all those Roman wimps
All of them a bunch of sad screw-ups
 
Come, Asterix, come
Tighten your belt
Hero of the Gauls
 
Come, Asterix, come
Caesar's going pale
This is no game
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
Ave Caesar, you old Roman candle
Can you stand your ground when you're out of town?
Stop your circus, what's your motive?
Sad legionnaire, who's living a dog's life
 
And meanwhile in Rome, everything's tip-top
Only one Gaul is standing
Crying his 'Go home' to all those Roman wimps
All of them a bunch of sad screw-ups
 
Come, Asterix, come
Tighten your belt
The Gauls' hero
 
Come, Asterix, come
Caesar's going pale
This is no game
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
What are we waiting for?
Caesar's gotta go down, Asterix'll take care of that
 
What are we waiting for?
Straight forward, follow the brave Asterix
 

'Silently Appeared, Silently Disappeared' or 'Song with a Special Task'

When the dew is still on the grass
The horses are still drinking water 1
The successors of old the Kharakternyks 2
Are preparing their parashot.
The helicopter sets for the sky
And the command is given 'take off'
And fighters with a special mission
Leave on their journey.
 
Silently appeared, silently disappeared,
Enemy destroyed, as by the order,
The sun-sets, the darkness falls,
And Spetznas returns home.
 
We aren't seen, but we are in here,
We aren't heard, but we are prepared,
So it happens that your heartbeat,
Turns into a hummer in silence.
We are the enemy's eternal fear
And the satan for the traitors,
While above us, so majestically fluttering
A flag with an icon of a bat!
 
Silently appeared, silently disappeared,
Enemy destroyed, as by the order,
The sun-sets, the darkness falls,
And Spetznas returns home.
 
Our names are coded
Our faces are hidden with a 'shadow' 3
For the Country, we sacrifice our lives in secret
Without any doubts or hesitations.
And our fallen Brothers,
Commanders, regular privates
Those, who defended their homeland in battles
We will engrave in our hearts.
 
Silently appeared, silently disappeared,
Enemy destroyed, as by the order,
The sun-sets, the darkness falls,
And Spetznas returns home.
 

• 1. In traditional songs this means getting the horses ready for the journey, typically done very early in the morning
• 2. Cossack warlocks
• 3. Military slang for camouflage face paint

Fire in Eternal Ice

She loved the man of another
And knew that it could never be
When the sun sank in the mountains
Then she was alone with her tears
Then heaven gave her a sign
As they tell it here in the village
She gave her love to the poor
The poor on the edge of this world
 
There burns a fire in eternal ice
That no one can extinguish
And a love that no one knows
Their whole life long
Just like a fire in eternal ice
Can a longing be
Even when her heart went through thorns
It was no place for sadness
Where a handful of rice is enough to live on
She had no time for tears
 
They brought the sick, the poor
And they felt the love inside her
In the convent of the white Madonna
No one stood lost at the door
“The woman with the kind eyes”
As they all called her
The woman with a broken heart
Who found something like peace there
 

I am Ticinese

Some people say that I am dirty
And that I like promiscuity
That I am a brute who talks loudly
That I don't know noblesse
My taste, they say
Is not as reliable as I would like
Everyone says that I am poor
Everyone says that I don't have money
It's cruel... but what do you respond?
 
That I don't have money but I am sexy
I don't have money but I am sexy
I don't have money but I am sexy
 
Small wallet
Sure
But high sensuality
Ridiculous salary
Maybe
But super flexibility
I am Ticinese
I am Ticinese
 
Limited resources, yes
Sometimes, fiscal pain
But I always pay off my debts
With carnal expertise
I am Ticinese
 
Less reliable than the Germans
Less refined than the French
Less chic than the other Swiss
But more fuckable than all the others
Hahaha
 
I don't have money but I am sexy
I don't have money but I am sexy
I am Ticinese
 

Jerusalem

Jerusalem, my home,
Save me!
Join me,
Don't leave me here!
 
x2
My place is not here,
My kingdom is not here,
Save me,
Come with me!
 
Save, save, save me,
Do not leave me here!
Save me, save me, save me,
Do not leave me here!
 
My place is not here,
My kingdom is not here,
Save me,
Come with
 
Save, save, save me,
Do not leave me here!
Save me, save me, save me,
Do not leave me here!
 

Hold me, my love

Hold me, my love
into your arms
i've been long waited for you
and i've already got tired.
 
So many years have passed
so many sorrows, so much pain
Don't be late, my love
don't you ever leave me by myself again
 
Hold me, my love
and let's go find a star
Hold me, my love
that's all i'm asking for.
 
A dark night falls
and none of us know
what is meant by our fate
what life might bring us.
 

Bedrock

We're built from bedrock.
Washed with different water,
born from a tornado.
Other may burn,
we're he cornerstone.
Yes, you and me.
We'll be last to stand.
 
You and me.
How one photo can take me back
in time to Paris to fall in love.
Lost and in the alley,
but babe I have you,
everything is better than ever,
like Moulin Rouge.
It's time to stop for a moment,
it feels like we're on the edge of someone big
You're giggling tipsy from that red wine
Snuggle in my armpit,
we're kissing at the foot of the Eiffel tower.
Every word comes from the heart,
after all we've been through, I still feel it.
You're my light that guides me,
the hand that lifts up to the surface
if I'm sinking to the bottom.
This is the road that takes in the pass.
House built on sand.
In a fast-paced world, we're something sustainable,
When all people has gone, you know I'll stay.
 
We're built from bedrock.
Washed with different water,
born from a tornado.
Other may burn,
we're he cornerstone.
Yes, you and me.
We'll be last to stand.
You and me.
You and me.
 
Whatever, if you've some chalk and can draw.
If you run after everything that shines.
Time is not easy to steal, not even for a talented magpies.
If I go today at least I can love.
I got to experience a true friendship.
A heart is tender, a tear still falls sometimes for a friend.
I never thought I would see 28.
But with you I'd love to live old.
You'll always be my woman
and I never need to wake up in search.
I promise to protect you from
anything you ever deside to fear.
The bedrock, the jewel,
you are the starry sky, the light is dark, that's you.
In a fast-paced world, we're something sustainable,
When all people has gone, you know I'll stay.
 
We're built from bedrock.
Washed with different water,
born from a tornado.
Other may burn,
we're he cornerstone.
Yes, you and me.
We'll be last to stand.
You and me.
You and me.
 
We're built from bedrock.
Washed with different water,
born from a tornado.
Other may burn,
we're he cornerstone.
Yes, you and me.
We'll be last to stand.
 

Lil Mouse taking a bath (Bathing is so nice)

Bye, lazyness!
Bye, dirtyness!
Goodbye sweat smell!
 
Wash, wash, wash
Wash, wash, wash
A ear, a ear
Other ear, other ear
 
Wash, wash, wash
Wash forehead, cheek
Wash the chin , wash the thigh and you wash even...
 
My foot, my dear foot
That bear me all day long
And my nose, my neck
My chest and my butt
And also the pee maker
 
La, la, laia, lais, la
Laiá la, la la
Laiá la, la, la, la, la, la
 
It is not over yet, come here, come
Come!
 
A little wipe here, a small scrath there.
Make a turn and put the pashá's clothe, ah!
Take a bath is good, Take a bath is good.
Take a bath is really good.
 
Now it is over!
 

Love to hate

With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
 
I find you in every lyric of the music that I love
You know, the ones that speak to us about love, speak of eternal love
You know, the more I listen, the more I long to write the same things
And through them to tell you that I could never hate you because
 
Without your arms, I can't sleep1
Another2 night that gets away from me
I feel your hand in mine
I soar
 
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
 
We did everything, we said everything
We redid it, we started again, it's all the same
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
 
I don't see how the moon can shine without the sun
Even in a parallel world, for us it's the same
I went over3 millions of questions in my head
I still don't see how I can hate you when
 
Without your arms, I can't sleep
Another night that gets away from me
I feel your hand in mine
I soar
 
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
 
We did everything, we said everything
We redid it, we started again, it's all the same
With you, I don't go from love to hate
I wait for you to come back
With you, I don't go from love to hate
 

• 1. lit. I don't have sleep
• 2. lit. again a night that escapes me
• 3. lit. I did a tour of, or I walked around

Inner pain

The whole world is illusory
Look at inside who you are -
(you are ) A moment of a will
(you are ) A projection of the shadow
Do banish away the chains of laziness
 
The whole world is rediculous
You do confess!
Who are you?
Do you value the time? Do you watch smoldering?
An arrhythmic beating
Of a heart
 
The reserved seat wagon of thoughts
It has fucked enough
to bare
a musty pain
Having tired of the own mug
In a mirror, someone
is pulling me in a bed
to drop through a dream for a day
to drop through a dream for a night
to get away from existence
 
Killing in yourself a demigod
I'm falling
on the floor
awkwardly
holding back the tears, a dumb neurasthenic
I envy the life of the plants
I hate myself a quarter of a century
I kill myself as a human
Drug store rescues a little bit
It's not a life it's all fake
 
More than one hundred times
I wanted not to be
To stay there, where I was before
before coming into my life
before coming to the Hell
before conceiving of my mother
before coming into myself
before coming into my life
before coming to the Hell
before conceiving of my mother
before coming to the Paradise
before coming into myself
before coming to the Hell
 

Sun! High! Gold!

(Sun! Sun! High! uh~yeah!)
 
The sun is calling!
Ringing your door bell
“Let’s hang out together!”
This is the golden season
 
(Sun! High! Sun! High!)
 
I wanna show you yeah I really wanna
Kept you waiting! The sunflowers are blooming
 
There’s no way of ranking memories
Anyway, these moments are golden
 
Late-blossoming flowers have
So much energy inside them
My hopes and dreams
Bursting at the seams
‘cuz I wanna
 
I wanna be your sun!
Giving you a smile in return
I’m gonna smile
Even more than you do!
 
Bathing in the sun
Let’s watch the golden flowers blooming here and there!
Together with you, forever
 
Miserably running, fiercely churning
Going beyond the pouring shower
radiantly burning, brilliantly blazing
Basking in the scorching sun
 
These are shining golden days
I’ve spent with you
 
(Sun! High! Sun! High!)
(You guys, one, two, Sun! High!)
 
It took a long time but they finally bloomed
The sunflowers are now in full blossom
 
Memories are easy to be beautified
But the process of growing is still gold-tinged
 
Strength to fight against the north wind
I couldn’t have it all on my own
Someone so dear to me
You were there for me, above all
 
I wanna be the sun!
If these are too high hopes
Let’s talk one on one
And break out a smile on our lips!
 
Bathing in the sun
Hear the applause crossing the wind
Repeated over and over again
 
Here and there, making some noise
Out in our ensemble
Feeling great, feeling high
Everyone, assemble!
 
So involved in watching
Shining golden dreams
 
(yeah yeah yeah… yeah!)
 
I wanna be the sun!
Even hotter than anyone
I wanna ignite your heart
 
Bathing in the sun
The golden flowers come into blossom all over the place
I’m sure this is love, this is undoubtedly love
Thank you!
 
Miserably running, fiercely churning
Going beyond the pouring shower
radiantly burning, brilliantly blazing
Basking in the scorching sun
 
These are shining golden days
I’ve spent with you
 
(Sun! High! Sun! High!)
 

Jerzsálem az örök város

Jeruzsálem az én hazám
ments meg
védj meg
többé ne hagyj el
 
a helyem nem találom
a királyságom itt nem találom
ments ki
gyere velem
 
ments meg, ments meg, ments meg
többé ne hagyj el
ments meg, ments meg, ment meg
többé ne hagyj el
 
a helyem nem találom
a királyságom itt nem találom
ments ki
gyere velem
 
ments meg, ments meg, ments meg
többé ne hagyj el
ments meg, ments meg, ments meg
többé ne hagyj el
 
fordította Gaál György István
 

Crosses

An owl's cry behind me,
Children's laughter in the winter wood,
And sunlight in profusion.
A tail of hearsay ahead of me
Will bring so much dirt
That it's better to get a bullet in the forehead.
 
I faded, I disappeared,
But a weird force
Brought me back,
And I cursed the thunderstorm,
The lighting striked nigh,
But missed every time.
 
[Chorus:]
Crows in the sky, doves in the sky too,
Can't divide them with my hand
In Russia, life goes in zigzags,
And crosses are broken.
 
Why, what for
I was born by this sky
And this land?
To perceive days as years,
To believe a colorful reverie,
Becoming its slave...
 
[Chorus:]
Crows in the sky, doves in the sky too,
Can't divide them with my hand
In Russia, life goes in zigzags,
And crosses are broken
By the yesternight hurricane.
 
[Solo]
 
[Chorus:]
Crows in the sky, doves in the sky too,
Can't divide them with my hand
In Russia, life goes in zigzags,
And crosses are broken.
Crows in the sky, doves in the sky too,
Can't divide them with my hand
In Russia, life goes in zigzags,
And crosses are broken
By the yesternight hurricane.
 

I'm Not Afraif

God is my shepherd
I won't need anything
He provides for me, he guides me
He refreshes my soul
He refreshes my soul
 
I'm not afraid
Even of the dark valleys
I'm not afraid
Even of the dark valleys
I'm not afraid
Even of the dark valleys
I'm not afraid
Because O my God, you are with me
 
You fill my cup
You clean my head by oil
Goodness and kindness will be in my life
And I will stay in your presence
Goodness and kindness will be in my life
And I will stay in your presence
 
I trust you
Even there are hardships in my life
You, I only trust you
You are my shepherd, my God
 
You fill my cup
You clean my head by oil
Goodness and kindness will be in my life
And I will stay in your presence
Goodness and kindness will be in my life
And I will stay in your presence forever
 

With My Little Donkey

I'm going with my little donkey, filled with joy
To see the son of God and to gaze at Mary
I'm going with my little donkey, loaded with chocolate
I've got my chocolatier, my grinder and my camp stove
 
I have a little donkey with eyes of black
I love him more than my own heart
And a lame female donkey with her bad leg
And I don't love her, no I don't
Because my male donkey is very funny
He's very funny that donkey
Wow, for my little donkey I would die, I would die
 
I am going with my little donkey with pestiños and alfajor
And half way there, his pannier fell off of him
My poor little donkey slipped and fell
And the sweets he was carrying, he gulped them down in one breath
 
I have a little donkey with eyes of black
I love him more than my own heart
And a lame female donkey with her bad leg
And I don't love her, no I don't
Because my male donkey is very funny
He's very funny that donkey
Wow, for my little donkey I would die, I would die
 
I'm going with my little donkey on the road to Bethlehem
Among palms and sticks, tambourines and almirez
I am going with my little donkey, loaded with fresh eggs
And half way there a Galician stole it from me.
 
I have a little donkey with eyes of black
I love him more than my own heart
And a lame female donkey with her bad leg
And I don't love her, no I don't
Because my male donkey is very funny
He's very funny that donkey
Wow, for my little donkey I would die, I would die
 
I have a little donkey with eyes of black
I love him more than my own heart
And a lame female donkey with her bad leg
And I don't love her, no I don't
Because my male donkey is very funny
He's very funny that donkey
Wow, for my little donkey I would die, I would die
 

Monastery of Saint Chiara

Tomorrow? But I wish I could leave tonight!
I can't stand being far away any longer!
They say all it's left is the sea,
which is the same ad before, that sea of blue...
 
Monastery of Saint Chiara,1
my heart is so dark,2
but why? Because every night
I think of Naples as it used to be,
I think of Naples as it is now!
 
Fountain of Capodimonte,
this heart of mine break
when I hear people saying
that this city has gone bad,
but why?
 
No, it isn't true!
No, I can't believe it!
And this urge to go back to Naples is killing me,
but what can I do?
I'm afraid to go back.
 
Afraid, yes... what if it was really so?
What if people were telling the truth?
All of Naples' richness was its heart:
they say that's lost, too!
 
Monastery of Saint Chiara,
confined among four walls
so many honest women,
if they lost their love,
took Jesus as their husband.
 
Fountain of Capodimonte,
now, if they lose a lover,
they have one hundred more,
so that an innocent woman,
so people say, is nowhere to be found anymore.
 
No, it isn't true!
No, I can't believe it!
And this urge to go back to Naples is killing me,
but what can I do?
I'm afraid to go back.
 
Monastery of Saint Chiara,
my heart is so dark,
but why? Because every night
I think of Naples as it used to be,
I think of Naples as it is now!
 

• 1. A religious complex in the centre of Naples, severely damaged by a bombing in 1943
• 2. A play on words with the name 'Chiara', which in Italian means 'light, pale'.

On A Hand Organ Melody

You only came a several years too late
And I couldn't wait such a long time
All the flowers that I sowed to greet you
Are now shrivelled in my garden
 
Day after day, year after year I have looked for you
But you were on never-ending journeys
My desire fell silent, my song blown away
And now you come several years too late
Because I couldn't wait for such a long time
I couldn't wait for such a long time
 
Say where you were when it was spring
When joy still stood at the gates
When the days were full of light and the nights were clear
Say where you were when I was still a bright twenty
And my heart was still free, my hand mine
 
See now my love is dead and weary
Like the sun in autumn, which only shines and no longer glows
And it silvers my golden hair
 
Leave your boat on the bank, where it is now
Because now you have come several years too late
And it will never again be the same
It will never again be the same
It will never again be the same
 

Heart of Worship

Because my strings (musical instrument) are silenced
I come to you
My strings roar when I sing (for you) from the heart
 
You want my heart more than a hymn, you want my all existence
To revive my meaning (of existence) by new words
 
O absolute existence, o great king, your name is higher than every name
Your great name does not fit in the notes and words
 
You want my heart more than a hymn, you want my all existence
To revive my meaning (of existence) by new words
 
O Jesus, I come back to you because I find in you a new heart, a new soul
(I come back to you) To give me a new touch, a new anointing, O Jesus
 
O Jesus, I come back to you because I find in you a new heart, a new soul
(I come back to you) To give me a new touch, a new anointing, O Jesus
 

We are Greeks

Let's go dance in the moonlight
Even if it's not possible since we've become monks
 
We are Greeks, we'll find a way
We'll find a way to liven this place up
 
Night, people, a little company, let's go
We embrace and we sing:
We're not going to die, we're not going to die
You kid us, we'll kid you
 
We are Greeks, we'll find a way
We'll find a way to liven this place up
 
And whoever doesn't have stock in the sun
Will be running for a lifetime because of foreign guilts
 
We are Greeks, we'll find a way
We'll find a way to liven this place up
 
Night, people, a little company, let's go
We embrace and we sing:
We're not going to die, we're not going to die
You kid us, we'll kid you
 
We are Greeks, we'll find a way
We'll find a way to liven this place up
 
Night, people, a little company, let's go
We embrace and we sing:
We're not going to die, we're not going to die
You kid us, we'll kid you
 
We are Greeks, we'll find a way
We'll find a way to liven this place up
 

I read about someone who stole a car

I went to school for nine year because that's what I've been told to
I looked for a job where people meet and that's what was suitable for me
After that I bought a house outside the city because that's what I've been told to
I want to help those who are in trouble because that's what I've been told to
 
Sleep, my darling,
Sleep till the winter is over
 
I read about someone who stole a car
He has been driving away one early morning
The trace ended after seventeen miles
After that no one has met him again
 
I enjoy music about which some might say that it is suitable for me
I often travel by myself because that's what is suitable for me
I like to cook something strong sometimes because that's what is suitable for me
You kept the window open and the light on but that was before you met me.
 
Sleep my darling
Sleep till the winter is over
 
I read about someone who stole a car
He has been driving away one early morning
The trace ended after seventeen miles
After that no one has met him again
 
I read about someone who stole a car
He has been driving away one early morning
The trace ended after seventeen miles
After that no one has met him again
 
We believe in truth and honesty because that's what is suitable for us
We have a wooden sauna because that's what is suitable for us
We like wine which is light and dry because that's what is suitable for us
We invested all in a Asian fond because that's what is suitable for us
 
Sleep my darling
Sleep till the winter is over
 
I read about someone who stole a car
He has been driving away one early morning
The trace ended after seventeen miles
After that no one has met him again
 

Next station

It's Jarzyna's birthday, I drove to Młociny
In the morning the hangover only came after I drove past Wawrzyszew
Constantly drunk, I go past Stare Bielany
Constantly buzzed, in old clothes, constantly sleepy
If I was religious I would go to confession
But I have issues with God, I think (that) as I see Słodowiec
The air escaping somewhere near Marymont metro
I didn't have enough to exhale again, I have to go ashore
Some boy eats a sandwich loudly
And it's only Plac Wilsona, I might pass out
An artist with a briefcase thinks he's some Matejka or Banksy
But he lacks imagination, Dworzec Gdański soon
(Next station) - Ratusz Arsenał
'Ł' said with front of the tongue, and I'm suffering right now
I close my eyes and pray to be at Świętokrzyska already
People came in with kebab, grinding meat in their mouths
 
(Next station): one liter of wine and half liter of vodka
And six cigarettes, so you can smoke and ponder your sadness
(Next station): one liter of vodka and half liter of wine
The end of June, winter is soon
Like a partisan in this sad as fuck city
Gigantic hangover and pizza with greasy dough
(Next station): in this sad as fuck city
Gigantic hangover and pizza with greasy dough
 
I hear someone playing on a chair, this must be the downtown
He's quite good, someone should buy him a drum already
I struggle with pain when I go past Politechnika
I think some guy wants my seat, he's standing and staring
(Next station): Pole Mokotowskie
A nun is reading God's Word sadly
Dead silence in the wagon, Racławicka metro is soon
Everyone's a little unkempt, everyone's tightening the belt
Gentlemen without wives, their penises are itching
They talk about women as we pas Wierzbno
My tongue meets my teeth and feels the aftertaste of wine
But that's the last remaining drop, Wilanowska soon
I have to get out, I cant do it anymore
Rain, storming from my temples to my hindbrain, and it's only Służew
I know! I forgot to drink any liquids
I move the water bottle, It's already Ursynów
At least I think so, I can't see well, I have to cut my hair
I'm really fed up with this, I go past Stokłosy
I think I drank with the demons yesterday
They begged me to share with them, Imielin soon
And now please be quite like monks from Shaolin
My head is hurting a lot, you hear me? Natolin soon.
And suddenly I know that I'm in trouble
The last station: Kabaty
 
(Next station): one liter of wine and half liter of vodka
And six cigarettes, so you can smoke and ponder your sadness
(Next station): one liter of vodka and half liter of wine
The end of June, winter is soon
Like a partisan in this sad as fuck city
Gigantic hangover and pizza with greasy dough
(Next station): in this sad as fuck city
Gigantic hangover and pizza with greasy dough
 
My family is probably praying and missing (me)
They probably went to a pilgrimage at Matka Boska Liecheńska
Because this party lasted around as much as the Congress of Vienna
But I come back, go into metro, Dworzec Wileński station
IPhone calling but I don't feel like talking
A minx from Praga is standing in a disco-baroque outfit
Now the train goes past the Stadion Narodowy station quickly
I used to buy GTA and Eminem's new albums here
Centrum Nauki Kopernik
A boy with dreads is holding a bag, and inside it is a greenhouse
The smell of marijuana eases my temple while I'm still drunk
I smile at it, but the guy dares to walk out
An accordionist got inside on the Uniwersytet station
He loves to play gypsy rhythms and scream
I give him two złoty because I like music too
Though I think metro's wagon is ruining his acoustic
Metro Świętokrzyska
People came in with kebab, grinding meat in their mouths
One of them so hairy he'd need a hundred tweezers
The hot sauce stains his hoodie somewhere around Rondo ONZ
I could stare at him all day
A simple travel in metro, and so many excitements come from it
But enough of this drive, I have to get out and look at the sky again
Last station Rondo Daszyńskiego
 
(Next station): one liter of wine and half liter of vodka
And six cigarettes, so you can smoke and ponder your sadness
(Next station): one liter of vodka and half liter of wine
The end of June, winter is soon
Like a partisan in this sad as fuck city
Gigantic hangover and pizza with greasy dough
(Next station): in this sad as fuck city
Gigantic hangover and pizza with greasy dough
 

I'm Waiting for You to Come

I know, one day you went away
And you didn't say goodbye to me.
I'm looking for you ceaseless ever since,
All that was seems pointless now.
 
I know, maybe I was wrong,
You may not have loved me.
I'm still hoping we can be together again,
In a dream with no wind, with no rain.
 
I'm waiting for you to come on the old road,
So you can give me your good thought,
So you can forgive me if I was wrong.
I am a human being who loved you.
 
I'm waiting for you to come and for us to keep
A longing that bonded us.
I beg you, come back
So we can be together.
 

Absolute happiness

Happiness
cannot be worn like
diamonds,
 
cannot be put in the purse,
having fastened the latch.
 
Happiness is the point where
 
your cheeks,
nose tips,
eye to eye
adjoin
 
closer,
getting drunk,
heat to heat - and
 
if you do not touch the brakes,
twist with birds
in a kiss.
 
Let it not be the first class,
not a skill
of centuries,
 
but... nothing is more beautiful
than the first caresses
of a
new
person.
 

The world calls that Love

When a faint light is lit amid my tears
Before your eyes, I tell you about how much it warms me
Even if our voices are just going to dry up anyway
Until the morning comes, at least I want to sing with someone
 
If you say that the you from yesterday are faking it
Then the scenery of yesterday, I’m just going to throw it away
 
What connects each new day, is the new you and me
For some reason we make sense of each other
That is what the world calls love
 
“What connects the voices of our hearts
Is the things we fear so much”
We say together
We’ll sing as if the past
Never happened
 
At some point we will doubt somebody
But at least for now, I want to sing, a beautiful song
Sad words (oh yeah)
Won’t change anything
People say that no matter what they do
 
If the you from yesterday are the one who betrayed me
Then the scenery of yesterday, I’ll just forget it
 
What changes each new day, is the love that touches us so deeply
We confirmed that
That is what the world calls love as well
 
“What connects the voices of our hearts
Is the things we fear so much”
We say together, for some reason
We’ll sing as if the past
Never happened
 
Love and peace!
You think flowers can bloom amid sadness?!
 
A premonition of what we will become in those new days
Buoys me
You and I will shout out our dreams
That is what the world is waiting for
 
This song that I'm singing for you
Is the things I fear so much
But we made sure of them
As if the past never happened
As if the sad nights never happened
We'll sing it together
 
THE WORLD CALLS THAT LOVE!
Love & peace!
 

I often have a kind of feeling

I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it
They say just live in the moment, many rash arguments
I sit with him cross legged watching an art film
He says my guitar is too bourgeois
Even my haircut is too bourgeois
He was busy scratching his Ibanez electric guitar
Then he said you're too tidy - so you're very dirty
 
I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it
They say they only want many naughty thoughts
I walked barefoot with him 10,000 times until he was done
He said my hairstyle is too bourgeois
Even my elbows are too bourgeois
He was busy sorting the 10,000 jeans in his closet
Then said 'Are you as miserable as me, you rich man?'
 
I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it
I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it
I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it
I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it
 
I often have a kind of feeling, a very dangerous feeling
I don't want you to hear it