A keresés eredménye oldal 4

Be My Friend, Be My Brother

At the place where I'm going to
There were many before me
They left a trail, left a tree,
Left a stone at my feet.
And what will I leave behind
Will I leave anything?
I can't see my own steps
And who will see them tomorrow?
 
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand when I'll call out
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand at times of trouble
I am your brother, don't forget it
Be my friend, be my brother.
 
At the place where I'm going to
There were women, there were men
And there was great love
Will I find it?
They left me no mark
No sighs and no flowers
They left me nothing
But brothers and friends.
 
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand when I'll call out
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand at times of trouble
I am your brother, don't forget it
Be my friend, be my brother.
 
At the place where I'm going to
I'm careful not to break
I'm careful not to step
I'm careful not to remember.
And I'm good when you're with me
And so are you and so are you
It's here to stay after I'm gone
The friendship that once was.
 
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand when I'll call out
Be my friend, be my brother
Lend me a hand at times of trouble
I am your brother, don't forget it
Be my friend, be my brother.
 

Making it through winter

While others involve themselves in love,
make unreasonable promises to one another and show off a lot,
for me the distant future is the day after tomorrow.
 
Petty horizon, for some obscure reason I can't see any farther.
???1
I turn my self off
people who open their hearts to me
It's not like I found that funny, no, I don't
I believe in passion, but, without explanations, I trace my steps back
 
That's why I'm proud, so proud that we made it through winter.
I never had enough of you, I saw nothing of the cold.
Oh I like it, I like it, I like it, it drives me to despair.
(I'm) proud and lost at the same time.
 
While others picture themselves as
inventors and precursors on that matter,
I have a certification for mediocrity.
I might as well skip my turn, I had and still have other priorities.
Soon as you take my hand I am a prisonner
If you whisper (sweet words) to me
I stare into space.
I don't give a tuppenny toss about the language of love
because I reject its provisions2,
for instance having a single opinion for both on all things.
 
That's why I'm proud, so proud that we made it through winter.
I never had enough of you, I saw nothing of the cold.
Oh I like it, I like it, I like it, it drives me to despair.
(I'm) proud and lost at the same time.
 
While others torment themselves in love,
negociating, arguing and lying to one another,
I break my records on a calendar3
since I'm wandering with my distant future after February
And so I'm proud, so proud that we made it through winter.
I never had enough of you, I saw nothing of the cold.
Oh I like it, I like it, I like it, it drives me to despair.
(I'm) proud and lost at the same time.
 

• 1. lit. 'my heart looks into it(self) [to see] whether it drags on/elongates'. Either his heart does an introspection, or it's about the horizon in the previous line. The sentence makes no sense whatsoever to me. Your guess will be as good as mine
• 2. that's 'clauses', as if the language of love was a contract. That's one lame metaphor
• 3. a convoluted way of saying this love story lasts longer than ususal

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Your Song

I want to tell you something
But that something won't turn into words
Why is that?
Even if I try saying that I feel you are important
 
I want to tell you something
But that something won't turn into words
Why is that?
Even if I try saying that I feel you are important
 
I want to tell you something
But that something won't turn into words
I think of this and that but something's missing
It seems like a lie so I can't say it
 
All of the things 'for your sake'
I have a feeling were for my sake
'To be your feelings'
To start with that was already my own subjectivity
 
It's not that I'm intending to be contrary
But I end up feeling a contradiction to everything
Ahh What should I say to you
 
I thoroughly considered
If, after all, I meet you
Anything would be okay
That was my thought
Those feelings
I've wanted to turn them into words this whole time
I've been thinking that I want to convey them to you
 
I want to sing something to you
But I don't understand that something well
Why is that for me?
Your existence is like that
I want to sing something to you
But that something won't become a song
I puzzle over it and line up the words, but because it seems like a lie I can't sing it
 
'I love you' is wrong That's true that I do, but something's not right
'Thank you' is wrong I do think that but that's not all
'Sorry' is wrong 'Bye bye' is wrong It's wrong
What should I say to you
 
I thoroughly considered
If, after all, I meet you
Anything would be okay
My thought
However Hey, I want to tell you Something Hey, I want to sing
In the way that you gave me these feelings
 
I thoroughly considered
After all, it became this kind of song
There's no solution
There's also no emotionally touching message
However, since I surely didn't fully convey it
I'll continue singing
Someday it all It all Will get to you Until that day
 

Notarially attested

Get drunk, call me
Tired from everyone, super sad and drunk
Tell me that you miss me
I won't come back, but it's enough for me to know it
 
Do you snap with fingers or I should snap at you?
I'm sure that you are going crazy for me
Should I attest you something notarial,
the pain for example, because that’s what I saw from you
 
Do you want me to tell you something about me?
So later it doesn't look like you didn't get something
I hear that you are talking- I hate that
Are you proud that you've slept with many women?
 
Do you want me to buy you new toys?
Because you are childishly making me look stupid
I don't smash, I just wank
I'm very good at that, can you do the same?
 
Get drunk, call me
Tired from everyone, super sad and drunk
Tell me that you miss me
I won't come back, but it's enough for me to know it
 
Do you snap with fingers or I should snap at you?
I'm sure that you are going crazy for me
Should I attest you something notarial,
the pain for example, because that’s what I saw from you
 
Tell me, are playing it like a belt?
If something tightens you, you change the hole
You don't want to get to know any woman
If it gets hard, let the next one enter
 
Do you want me to buy you new toys?
Because you are childishly making me look stupid
I don't smash, I just wank
I'm very good at that, can you do the same?
 
Get drunk, call me
Tired from everyone, super sad and drunk
Tell me that you miss me
I won't come back, but it's enough for me to know it
 
Do you snap with fingers or I should snap at you?
I'm sure that you are going crazy for me
Should I attest you something notarial,
the pain for example, because that’s what I saw from you
 

Perhaps

Maybe it's an accident,
And maybe this is not the first time.
The love will remain a mystery,
You know, all of these feelings are not for us.
 
You've shot so accurately, straight into the heart,
This was instantly.
Dissolve inside me without words and pain,
As an adrenaline in veins.
 
Perhaps we still did not become crazy,
Perhaps it had happened, but not with us.
Maybe we still are not crazy,
Probably we did not get familiar with the Love itself.
 
The whole world is inside you, I've burned to ashes all of my secrets,
Perhaps I am abnormally crazy about you.
Look into me, inhale me, you see - I'm on the verge,
How to become crazy of love - we still do not know.
 
Perhaps we still did not become crazy,
Perhaps it had happened, but not with us.
Maybe we still are not crazy,
Probably we did not get familiar with the Love itself.
 

Friend Like Me

Master! I see you don't quite realize what you got in your hand!
So I'm ready to explain,
If you'll sit and listen to the song,
That makes everything clear.
 
Ali Baba has forty thieves,
Scheherazade's got a thousand tales,
You're lucky that I'm with you, Master,
Because my wishes never fail!
 
Like in a heavyweight boxing match,
I always stand in the arena.
You want power, strength, talent?
All you gotta do is rub the lamp, and then I'll say:
 
Dear Monsieur Aladdin,
There's a home kitchen here,
I jot down your order,
You ain't never had a friend like me.
Life is a restaurant,
So come and take a bite of it with me!
Come whisper your wish in my ear,
You ain't never had a friend like me.
 
The service is top-notch,
And all is for free!
You're the king, the master, the shah,
I'll get your dish right away!
 
There's a wide variety here,
Only quality foods.
I want a satisfied costumer,
You ain't never had a friend like me!
 
Yes, yes.
No, no, no!
Yeah, yeah...
More juggling tricks.
Notice all the details!
Who pulls out rabbits
Out of hats?
Who spits fire?
What happened here?
If only you say 'Abra cadabra'
In the blink of an eye, everything fades away!
 
What a gaping mouth, staring eyes,
I pray for you!
You've won me, I'm a perfect magician,
You got a certified genie.
 
I got a powerful urge to help you out,
So just tell me your wish already!
The list is endlessly long,
So just rub it, but not too hard!
 
Mister Aladdin, it's all on my control,
I'm a worker, I'm never lazy!
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend,
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend,
You ain't never had a friend like me!
You ain't never had a friend like me.
 

Springtime

What can I say when I'm looking at you this way?
There's nothing I like more than being naked,
just after making love,
when we listen to this song looking at the ceiling.
 
This song that wonders if this is true,
that wonders if this is crazy,
that says you've already hanged your armor
at my gates.
 
Days of springtime love,
humans that are sentimental.
Time for bipolarity:
I'm unstable, but you know I love you.
 
Days of springtime love,
nobody ever loved me in such a real way before,
you're the best thing ever happened to me
even if I know I can be insufferable.
 
My room is enough for the two of us,
the same sun is enough for the whole universe.
Sometimes everything's so normal, so quiet,
I don't think I've ever saw me before, now I look me when I see you.
 
And then I make me a cup of tea
and I play the guitar,
you stay asleep
and I make you this song so you can be calm.
 
Days of springtime love,
humans that are sentimental.
Time for bipolarity:
I'm unstable, but you know I love you.
 
Days of springtime love,
nobody ever loved me in such a real way before,
you're the best thing ever happened to me
even if I know I can be insufferable.
 
Sometimes I feel so tired
and I go to bed to lie down.
Sometimes life bores me so,
you make my days more beautiful.
 

Blasted spring

I was more or les like that,
white wine, night,
and old songs
and the blasted spring,
sweet deceiver,
laughed at me.
 
What's left of an erotic dream if
suddenly I wake up
and you are gone?
I regret your not being there,
I despair
as if love were painful
and although i don't want to,
without wanting to I think of you.
 
If the blasted spring
comes back to me
to make me fall in love
what does it matter, if
an hour is enough to make me fall in love
it's short enough
the blasted spring
it's short enough,
I'm harming only myself.
 
What your passing left behind
is a kiss that's not enough
of a kiss,
a caress which
rings false,
an 'I love you and I don't love you'
and even though you don't want to
without wanting to you think of me.
 
If the blasted spring
comes back to me
to make me fall in love
what does it matter, if
an hour is enough to make me fall in love
it's short enough
the blasted spring
it's short enough,
I'm cursing only myself.
 
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