A keresés eredménye

All the Divorced

There is the first love
That will be the first heartbreak
It will last forever
Well, eternity at least
We are a bit more than a man
She is more than all the women
Not yet adults
But we break into tears
 
When we love for the first time
It's for all our life
We understand the second time
That it is not the last one
The one who didn't believe
The impregnable oaths
He will not fall from high (it means: He will be caught by surprise)
But we don't ascend high
When we are reasonable
 
All the divorced have loved each other tenderly
A week-end on two
They repeat it to their children
Which is more important
The first or more recent love?
 
There is the second love
Less spectacular
Still worth the detour
Nothing to envy his big brother
We take gratefully what life gives us back
We want to believe but we doubt it
that this time is the right one
 
There is the third love
Now we know the song
And above all, let's not believe
That the passions are over
He is as devouring as the previous ones
 
It is not because we love several times
That we don't truly love, that we don't truly love
 
All the divorced have loved each other tenderly
A week-end on two
They repeat it to their children
Which is more important
The first or more recent love?
Which is more important
The first or more recent love?
 
There is the fourth, the fifth, the sixth
You stop the elevator at the floors that suit you
Some know only one, the one at the beginning
Others know a lot of them
Never admit defeat
 
There are the unfortunates who must be hugged
That didn't know love
And think they don't deserve it
This is not true, there is no age
To meet your soulmate
By the way I often say to my wife
That she must not despair
 
All the divorced have loved each other tenderly
A week-end on two
They repeat it to their children
Which is more important
The first or more recent love?
 

Bonfire

Let's light a fire
With what's wrong
What makes us sad
Let's burn all that
Let's reduce to ashes
Our deep wounds
Together let's fix
Our fractures
 
Believe me, that will make
A bonfire
Believe me, that will make
A bonfire
 
In lieu of logs let's use
Brainless critics
Their useless traps
Will burn good
Like fireworks
If we also add
Fake frienships, and
Upsetting love stories
 
Believe me, that will make
A bonfire
Believe me, that will make
A bonfire
 
See how ignite
Things that devoured us
Let's torch
Our hindrances
Let our regrets spark
Sorrows turn into will-o'-the-wisp
Moot remorse go up in smoke
Uselessness to the flames!
 
Believe me, that will make
A bonfire
Believe me, that will make
A bonfire
 

The young salesgirl

A gloomy salesgirl takes a break to light her second cigarette
On the pavement of the street behind Les Galeries Lafayette
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
 
A salesgirl on break, dressed according to department store standards
On the delivery side, reserve and trucks that unload in the morning
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
 
In the leather department she lures rich clients
She sells nice and trendy high-class bags she could never afford
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
 
She plays her part quite efficiently, I watch her from a distance slightly concealed
As I look like a pervert I get spotted by the security man, I better leave
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
 
I leave my salesgirl with her expensive trinkets in my memory
I hope she is happy, nothing opposes it, it's called destiny
Farewell my salesgirl, don't be sad, I forbid it
I want to tell it to you, but I must flee, the security guy is after me
 
I came back dressed up with knit-cap and glasses, but couldn't find you
No sign of you on the delivery side, no sign in the leather department
Where are you now, I'll never know - Cupid is a bastard
In order to keep you close, don't blame me, I've put you in this song
In order to keep you close, don't blame me, I've put you in this song