A keresés eredménye oldal 16

I’ve been forgetting you like a dream

There’s a deep night at the station.
Your train has already gone.
I stand on the platform a long time,
the gesture of farewell is waning
and I’m not even sure how it feels.
 
I’ve been forgetting you,
your face starts fading away.
At the bottom of my heart
an innermost regret is dying down.
I’ve been forgetting you
just like one forgets one’s dreams.
I’ve been forgetting you, forgetting you
like a letter sent to nowhere.
 
I don’t say 'hello', I don’t say 'goodbye'.
Your train is now God knows where.
You are further than far away,
but I still believe,
that I’ll go to that platform again, go at night.
 
I’ve been forgetting you,
your face starts fading away.
At the bottom of my heart
an innermost regret is dying down.
I’ve been forgetting you
just like one forgets one’s dreams.
I’ve been forgetting you, forgetting you
like a letter sent to nowhere.
 
I’ve been forgetting you
just like one forgets one’s dreams.
Then suddenly at midday,
amidst trivial matters,
suddenly you come back out of nowhere...
 

The bingo

I don't know why I play this
I don't know why I come to the bingo,
knowing that if I come to the bingo,
I not only make a mistake
but also I lose in the bingo
the four jackpots I have.
 
I come to pass the time
but instead of having a good time
I get rebel, I get poisoned,
I get upset, I get furious
and I end up angry,
seeing that I'm missing the four
and the one next to me does bingo.
And I get the seven things
and I get red
and you gotta see secretly
what I do to who yelled.
 
And though I play, I don't deny
I must recognize that
the game is foolish.
It's useless to have talent
you don't even need a career,
the invention is so innocent
that anybody can play it.
On the week days
on saturdays or on sundays,
the smartest does a line
and the foolest does a bingo.
 
This is not a pool
that estimating can be useful,
there's no need to estimate
neither estimating works.
It's a number that comes
and you look at your card
and you have it or not
and this is it.
 
And how curious is the people
who blames his bad luck
to a thousand different things.
'Well I'm going to that corner
that the good luck comes
with the girl who brings the cards.'
And he changes for hundred girls,
a hundred times of pen
and eighty times of table.
It's not that Baldomero,
that's not the issue,
the issue is being the first
in filling the card.
 
And you gotta see how it leaves
my blood circulation
when I hear from afar
a voice saying 'Line'.
And full of incredulity
I say with stupid face
'Oh, how soon. Line now'.
 
And another thing I can't stand
that my number doesn't come out
after many numbers came out.
For example, I have the three
and comes out the two, the one
the four, the five, the six
and there isn't any left
to come out from one to ten
all come out except for one
which is the one I have, the three.
 
And there I can't take it anymore,
I'm dead as a doornail again
I'm leaving complaining
thinking while I go to sleep
'I don't know why I play this
I don't know why I come to the bingo'
 

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Bunny

Always call you at last gasp
Always busy, other guests
 
Always come to you at once
Needn’t planning in advance
 
Feel like trainer, feel so good
Only come when in my mood
 
You pay visit to my tower
Just to bring from you a flower
 
Kiss is gift you get from me
It is HOT and it is free
 
Way you treat me makes me cower
I’m a wither precious flower
 
Know you
Pet another bunny
That makes me unsunny
And I’m just a backup-honey [2x]
 
Swang by you just for an hour
Throw some bones and take a shower
 
Faith’s my main attribute
I’m a perfect substitute
 
Always take you seriously
Promise stars occasionally
 
Only promises so far
Maybe I’m no worthy star
 
Fold you firmly to my breast
You asked not to leave your nest
 
You said you would never leave
As turned out you deceived
 
Know you
Pet another bunny
That makes me unsunny
And I’m just a backup-honey
 
You’re my sunshine, You’re my sunshine, You’re my sunshine, Sunshine…
You’re my sunshine, You’re my sunshine, You’re my sunshine, Sunshine…
 
Know you
Pet another bunny
That makes me unsunny
And I’m just a backup-honey
 
Know you
Pet another bunny
That makes me unsunny
And I’m just a backup-honey
 

Gabino Barrera

Gabino Barrera wouldn't listen to reason
when he was drinking
He carried a pistol with six clips,
He could please anyone.
He wore a mustache in the shape of a square
His kerchief around his neck
clothes made out of cotton, a leather jacket
His hat rolled up.
 
He put on huaraches on his peasant feet
And sometimes he walked barefoot
But he loved to pay for the Mariachi bands
He didn't care about money.
While holding a bottle of sugar-cane alcohol
he would shout: 'Long live Zapata!'
because he was a peasant, that southern indian
he was a fine man.
 
He was tall, strong, broad-shouldered
His face was very unfriendly
His dark gaze made him
look like a mountain vulture.
Gabino Barrera would leave behind
many women with his children
That's why the people in the area
had put a price on his head.
I remember the night he was shot to death
He had just been with his woman
Eighteen rifle shots rang
and he had no chance.
Gabino Barrera died the way
real men die
For a woman he lost his bet,
just as they are lost in cockfights.
 

Obsesión

High, above the world is the sky,
regardless how deep the sea can be,
there won't be a barrier in the world
that a profound love could break.
 
Love is the bread of life,
love is the divine cup,
love is something nameless
that makes a man be obsessed with a woman.
 
I am obsessed wtth you,
the world is witness of my frensy
and no matter how hard fate opposes,
you will be mine, will be mine.
 
Love is the bread of life,
love is the divine cup,
love is something nameless
that makes a man be obsessed with a woman.
 
I am obsessed with you,
the world is witness of my frensy
and no matter how hard fate opposes,
you will by mine, will be mine.
 
Love is the bread of life,
love is the divine cup,
love is something nameless
that makes a man be obsessed with a woman.
 

Things like you

Things like you, are meant to be loved,
things like you, are meant to be adored,
because you, and the things that look like you,
are meant to be kept in the middle of the soul.
 
A moon ray that caresses us,
the perfume of a languid rose,
the yard fountain that give us freshness,
are things that have your galant grace.
 
That's why they are things
of immenss poetry,
things that we carry
in the middle of the soul.
 
I carry your eyes that are like two stars,
the honey of your beautiful rosy mouth,
your mouth, your hair, your glorious hands,
like a decalcomanía in the middle of the soul.
 
Things like you, are meant to be loved,
things like you, are meant to be adored,
because you, and the things that look like you,
are meant to be kept in the middle of the soul.
 
A moon ray that caresses us,
the perfume of a languid rose,
the yard fountain that give us freshness,
are things that have your galant grace.
 
That's why they are things
of immenss poetry,
things that we carry
in the middle of the soul.
 

Oh How Wonderful It Is

Oh, how wonderful it is
The prescience of the divine heart
That has foreseen every living being
 
Because when God examined
The beauty of man
That he had shaped
He considered all his works
With this form of man
To be complete1
 
Oh, how wonderful the soul is
That makes man stand out in such a way
 

• 1. What this means is: 'When God looked at the beauty of man, he knew he could not create anything greater.'

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Oh Shepherd of Souls

Oh shepherd of souls
Oh first voice
By which we all
Have been created
May it now
Please you
To consider freeing us
From our misery
And our pain
 
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Russian Girls

Once I went for a walk with a foreigner -
He took her to the home
He invited me to the embassy for dancing,
And then, under the window, kneeling, he whispered:
(Not in Russian of course, but something there in a foreign way)
 
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian girls,
You give me love again
Russian girls.
 
He left for Copenhagen, I stayed -
That's what happens when you walk with a foreigner
A year later, I agreed to marry,
Later-alligator, enough, tired of remembering!
 
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian girls,
You give me love again
Russian girls.
 
Citizens!
The Ministry of Health of the USSR for the last time warns:
AIDS - the plague of the twentieth century
 
Russian girls, give me, give me love, give me, give me love
Russian girls, give me, give me love, give me, give me love...
 

I Am Free

Blue magic plays in the wind of the sun
breathes gently on my skin
Somewhere the thoughts are circling
sometimes quietly, sometimes loudly
Here I'm running with the flood
walking over hot embers
For a breath full of bliss
I'm spreading the wings
Everything pulls me up
I never want to go back from here
 
I am free
as light as a feather
like a phoenix free of clouds
Rise up
clear sight
from the ashes to the light
 
The world is covered with white veils
which speak of love
But just one word, a false deed
could destroy the beauty
Endless and wonderfully sweet is this paradise
is this place which gives us a home
Take a little piece
value it with every glance
you'll see the same dream as I
 
I am free
as light as a feather
like a phoenix free of clouds
Rise up
clear sight
from the ashes to the light
 
Here I'm running with the flood
walking over hot embers
for a breath full of bliss
 
I am free
as light as a feather
like a phoenix free of clouds
Rise up
clear sight
from the ashes to the light
 

At the time of Pierrot and Colombine

At the time of Pierrot and Colombine
In a world less crazy than today,
Pierrot didn't have a car
To meet his girlfriend,
He ran to loose his breath
without stopping at the fountains
He ran, ran, ran
 
When Pierrot met Colombine
To bring her in the wood
Pierrot who didn't have a car
Took his sweet friend by the hand
And words were coming to him
And sentences were turning,
And Pierrot chatted, chatted,
Without thinking of kissing her
And without a car
With Colombine
He took his time, all of his time
To offer her twenty years
 
When Pierrot dreamed about Colombine,
Who was alone in the town
Pierrot without a phone
To call the cutie
Lighted a candle
And wrote in the paper
The most beautiful things
 
And Pierrot dedicated with his pen
Wrote to calm his ardor
Under the absentminded watch of the moon
Laughing in front of all this happiness
And words were coming to him
And sentences were turning
And his heart was beating, beating
In the blue of the inkwell
And words were hovering
And sentences were turning
And when the day came, there were
More than a hundred love letters
 
When Pierrot was waiting for Colombine
Who was doing her work in the town
Pierrot didn't have an electrophone
To kill the monotone time
He took his mandolin
Composed minuets
Sweet cavatinas
 
When Pierrot married Colombine
He was a poet and a musician
Colombine sang in her kitchen
while doing the laundry, or making bread
And without a car,
In love and quiet
They took their time, all of the time
To love each other madly
And without a phone,
And without an electrophone
They lived up to almost a hundred years
And had a lot of children
 

Bingyole

When the green doors of Spring opened
The springs of Bingyol sang like a lyre
A caravan of camels went by in pairs
And carried my true love to the fields of Bingyol.
 
I miss my precious love’s bright face
I miss her small waist, her hair wavy like the ocean
I miss her sweet words, her sweet smell,
And the dark eyes (like a deer) of that beauty of Bingyol.
 
Even for cold waters, my parched lips won’t open
Even with layers of beautiful flowers around me, my crying eyes won’t open,
My heart won’t open until I see my true love,
Alas, even the beautiful springs of Bingyol won’t open my heart.
 
I am lost, these roads are foreign to me
These thousands of lakes, rocks, and rivers are foreign to me
I’m a drifter, I’m not familiar with these parts
Sister, tell me, which is the road to Bingyol?
 

Never in Nottingham

There are cities that go through good times
And also bad times
Yet there are never good times
In Nottingham
 
If I could fly, I could leave
I wish I could leave this place
And never come back
Here where I only have griefs
Maybe I will find happiness...
But not ever in Nottingham
 
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The good which does me bad

I loved you, but I've had enough
You brought this on yourself, so don't cry anymore
But you were like an angel for me
You were a ray of sun and then you hit me like a bolt of lightning.
 
(Refrain)
You are the good which does me bad
And, still, I feel like I'm dying of longing for you
If you understood, if you understood . . .
You are the good which does me bad
And, still, I cry out your name in my sleep
If you understood, if you understood . . .
 
I loved you, but I've had enough
I've had enough, I've had enough
I need to leave even if my heart cries
Cries, cries
 
Every day, I still hoped
I kept lying to myself that you had changed
But I don't, don't, don't, don't know anymore what to believe.
You left me a lot of time to understand . . .
 
(Refrain)
 
You swore to me that I wouldn't suffer from love, no
But you turned my world upside down again
and I don't have air anymore, I don't have air
How can I breathe without you?
 
Each night, as if in a dream, I see you
When you aren't next to me, it's chaos in my soul
and I don't have air anymore, I don't have air
How can I breathe without you?
 
(Refrain)
 
You are the good which
Does me the bad that I like
You are the good which does me bad
The good which does me bad
You are the good which
Does me the bad that I like
You are the good which does me bad . . .
 

Get ready, get ready

Get ready, get ready, get ready my friend
We'll head towards them, we'll beat them all
 
Get ready, for the one who brought this to himself
I don't care how strong they are, I'm up to it
You're friend is up to it
We'll head towards them, we'll beat them all
-----
 
It's ok it's ok, we're men of actions we don't just 'talk'
Our determinations is stronger than the mountains of Taif 1
 
We gathered for a good cause
We performed our prayers as we should
 
I'm your back up, I got your back when your family doesn't
I stand in front of you to protect you, You'll always find me in front
 
You are an example of a loyal friend
I like you, I will not turn my back on you
 
I got this, you'll never be disappointed in me
I'm always here for you, and I'm known of such a manner
 
We like men gatherings in majlis 2, we listen and learn
We learn how to be men, that's better than schools lessons
 
Friendships has rights, friendship is something very valuable
We don't ignore our friends, we give our lives for them
 
My father advised me to stick to three: 1- Loving my brothers and sisters, 2- Respect and stand by my friends. 3- Take good care of our guests. 3
 
And I'm all yours my friend, PLEASE don't feel bad
I got it, I got it, I got it, I'll fire up the place for you 4
 
Your dignity is my dignity, will never let anyone mistreat you
I'll do whatever, hurting you means hurting me
 
Get ready, get ready, please smile
Don't feel bad, Come on smile
 

• 1. A city south of Saudi Arabia, picture of Al-Hada mountains in Taif
• 2. A room in the house where usually men gatherings takes place weekly or daily.
• 3. Taking care of guests and being generous is key manners in the Arabic culture.
• 4. Metaphor

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In the Depths of My Soul

In the depths of my soul
Only empty dreams remain
I am not in them, I'm searching for myself
I lost my dreams
Like flowers, they wilted away
My fault, it hurts so much
I was dying behind that window
On that unforgettable spring day
Looking into my own eyes, there's a void in them
 
Not hearing the quiet, not knowing the truth
I again fly toward the light, but there are no angels there
In the depths of my soul, I drowned in lies
Despite all the secrets, it was easy to go astray
Taking in a deep breath, I know but one thing
That I don't have long
 
In the depths of my soul
There's no more room for love
Your fault, it hurts so much
I knew that thoughts had no end
I thought that it'd always be so
I wanted to move on, but I never managed to
Maybe it's all predetermined
And I'm a nobody in the Universe
I fell among those who carry mortal sins
 
Not hearing the quiet, not knowing the truth
I again fly toward the light, but there are no angels there
In the depths of my soul, I drowned in lies
Despite all the secrets, it was easy to go astray
Taking in a deep breath, I know but one thing
That I don't have long
 
Not hearing the quiet, not knowing the truth
I again fly toward the light, but there are no angels there
In the depths of my soul, I drowned in lies
Despite all the secrets, it was easy to go astray
Taking in a deep breath, I know but one thing
That I don't have long
 

I'm sweet as sugar

When you're small, you ain't got nothing to laugh about
Cause people think they can walk all over you
But I tell all you guys, that are mean:
Small cats have sharp claws
That's why I also don't take any shit
For I know exactly how to win in this game
 
I am sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can be a tigress
I'm sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you'll leave me
I can turn into a tiger
 
Dangers are lurking everywhere
And since a few years, i've been learning
You can't be friends with everyone
But i don't have to pour out my heart to you
It#ll always be the way it is
I wanna be happy with you for a lifetime
 
I am sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can be a tigress
I'm sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you'll leave me
I can turn into a tiger
 
I am sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can be a tigress
I'm sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can turn into a tiger
 
Translation Mine if not indicated otherwise. Please feel free to spread it like typhoid but I demand 5000 blessings in return. Booyakacha !!

Készen állok

Újra a tengerhez húz
A horizontot nézem, vágyódást érzek
Egyszerűen képtelen vagyok megérteni
Szívesen lennék a tökéletes gyermek
De csak a vízre tudok bámulni
Nem akarom beismerni
 
Az összes itteni utat, tisztást ismerem
Minden egyes lépés idevezetett,
De innen már nincs tovább, arra a helyre nem,
amely vágyat ébresztett bennem
 
Ahol a tenger eltűnik, lebeg egy hang
Engem hív
Messze van még? Készen állok?
Amikor a szél és a tenger
Majd szövetkezik velem
Eljön az az idő,
Amikor elmegyek, majd meglátják
Milyen messze jutok el!
 
Ismerek,
Mindenkit ezen a szigeten
Nagyon boldogok ezen a szigeten
Minden olyan tökéletes.
Ismerek,
Mindenkit ezen a szigeten
Ők nélkülözhetetlenek a sziget számára
Vajon én is megtalálom a helyem?
 
Büszkén megyek előre, erőssé téve magunkat
És örülök neki, hogy köztetek lehetek
Ugyanakkor valami bennem elhúz innen
Mi történik velem?
 
Ez a fény, mely onnan a tenger felől világít
Vakító
Olyan messze van? Készen állok?
És világít, egy igazán hangos hang hív
Gyere csak ide hozzám!
Itt az idő!
Mutasd meg a horizont mögötti helyet!
 
Ahol a tenger eltűnik, lebeg egy hang
Engem hív
Messze van még? Készen állok?
Amikor a szél és a tenger
Majd szövetkezik velem
Akkor itt az idő!
Készen állok!
 

My name is Kim Jong-Un

(Chicken Noise)
 
My name is Kim Jong-Un
I got a lot of things to do
Missile Test in the morning
Then I'm off to the supermarket
 
Then at around 4'
I'll inspect the troops
With big fat bazookas
And dildo bayonettes
 
Even the kids are playing war
Even though there's nothing to eat
 
My name is Kim Jong-Un
I'm immune to criticism
And if someone's a pain in my neck
I'll shovel his grave
 
(la la la la...)
 
Listen up, Yankee-Trumpel-beast
I have warned you once:
My military is top in shape
And camouflaged quite well
 
The boys are really great in shape
Can even do Karate
And everyone has strapped a bag
with an atomic bomb to his belly
 
My name is Kim Jong-Un
I am a busy guy
At daytime I instruct the firing squad
And the evenings I'm off duty
 
I let the country go to hell
But I love my fat gut
 
My name is Kim-Jong-Un
I still have work to do
We're practicing for the end of the world
no need to mess around
 
(Bomb goes off)
 

I Am Me (We Are Us)

Versions: #5
Am I still a part of this
Or have I been out for a long time?
Time takes the first flight
I tried to run after it
I was just born yesterday
And I have been able to walk for a short time
I have lost my balance
Still I am able to stand tall
 
There is so much anger in my head
I couldn't sleep last night
It was good for me that you were there
Please, don't ask any questions now
Because I would only regret
If I had bent for you
I certainly was not faithful all the time
But I have never betrayed you
 
This is me
This is me
This is my only fault
This is me
This is me
This is me
This is my only fault
 
I am now
I am here
I am me
This is my only fault
I am now
I am here
I am me
This is my only fault
 
I don't have to find myself now
I just may not lose myself
I was just born yesterday
I have been able to walk for a short time
I have lost my balance
Still I am able to stand tall
 
I am now
I am here
I am me
This is my only fault
I am now
I am here
I am me
This is my only fault
 
We are now
We are here
We are us
This is our only fault
We are now
We are here
We are us
This is our only fault
 
Am I still a part of this?
 
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Bebin

Ettől az érzéstől
Nagynak érzed magad
De ettől az érzéstől
Inkább én kicsinek
Ne kötelezz arra mit érezzek
Ha egyszerűen nem érzem
Megkérdezed hogy érzem magam
De becsukod a szemed
Az igazságot elmondták
Íme, íme hát
 
Bármi is vagy te keresel engem
A szeretetem a világ felé
A szeretetem önmagában
Nagyobb mint az élet
Ez az én történetem
 

Bebin

Ettől az érzéstől
Nagynak érzed magad
De ettől az érzéstől
Inkább én kicsinek
Ne kötelezz arra mit érezzek
Ha egyszerűen nem érzem
Megkérdezed hogy érzem magam
De becsukod a szemed
Az igazságot elmondták
Íme...
 
Bármi is vagy te keresel engem
A szeretetem a világ felé
A szeretetem személyesen
Nagyobb mint az élet
Ez az én történetem
 

Bebin

This feeling
Makes you feel grande
Yet this feeling
Makes me feel small
Don't oblige me what to feel
If I don't feel it at all
You ask me how I feel
Yet close your eyes
To truth be told
Behold...
 
Whatever it is you demand of me
My love for this world
My love personally
Is larger than life
This is my story
 

Hallod, amit hallok?

Hallod, amit hallok?
– szólt a szél a kicsi bárányhoz,
hallod, amit hallok?
Látod, amit látok?
– fordítsd a fejed az ég felé, kicsi bárány,
látod, amit látok?
Egy csillag, egy csillag táncol az éjszakában,
fénycsóvája, akár egy papírsárkány,
fénycsóvája, akár egy papírsárkány.
 
Szólt a kicsi bárány a pásztorfiúhoz:
Hallod, amit hallok?
Csilingelést az éjszakában, pásztorfiú,
hallod, amit hallok?
Egy dal, egy dal zeng a fák felett,
zúg, akár a tenger,
zúg, akár a tenger.
 
Szólt a pásztorfiú a hatalmas királyhoz:
tudod, amit tudok?
A jó meleg palotádban, hatalmas király,
tudod, amit tudok?
Egy Gyermek, egy Gyermek didereg a hidegben,
lepjük meg ezüsttel és arannyal,
lepjük meg ezüsttel és arannyal!
 
Szólt a király szerte az emberekhez:
halljátok a szavaimat!
Imádkozzatok a békéért, emberek, mindenütt!
Halljátok a szavaimat!
A Gyermek, a Gyermek alszik az éjszakában,
jóságot és fényt hoz nekünk,
jóságot és fényt hoz nekünk!
 

It's good, it's good, it's very good!

Is it good?
It's good?
Is it good, is it good?
It's very good!
 
It's good, it's good, it's very good
It's your answer when getting hard
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you always believe me!
 
I take a step, you take two,
What's happening between us?
Bad and good in one place
Is it love or is it just a game?
I don't make mistakes, and you scold me
I lie a lot and you forgive me
You are how you are, I am what I am
Remains for me just to sing.
 
It's good, it's good, it's very good
It's your answer when getting hard
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you always believe me!
It's good, it's good, it's very good
I got pacience and listen to you
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you insist too much!
 
1, 2, 3, 4...
 
Is it good?
It's good?
Is it good, is it good?
It's extraordinarily good!
 
It's good, it's good, it's very good
It's your answer when getting hard
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you always believe me!
 
You say yes, I say no,
I don't answer to you, don't ask
when we don't both know
what is happening between us two
I don't make mistakes, and you scold me
I lie a lot and you forgive me
You are how you are, I am what I am
Remains for me just to sing.
 
It's good, it's good, it's very good
It's your answer when getting hard
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you always believe me!
It's good, it's good, it's very good
I got pacience and listen to you
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you insist too much!
 
It's good, it's good, it's very good
It's your answer when getting hard
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you always believe me!
It's good, it's good, it's very good
I got pacience and listen to you
It's good, it's good, it's very good, but
Don't you insist too much!
(Dum-ba-dum-ba-dumba-da-dum-ba-da)
 
It's good!!
 

The booth

I call 003
(information, yes, tell me)
I'm making water
hey, can I do it here?
 
At the booth you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
At the booth you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
 
In the morning I go to work
And suddenly my dick itches
Hey boss, I'm making water
Can I do it here?
 
At the office you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
At the office you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
 
I'm bathing in the middle of the sea
And suddenly it happens again
I don't do it, I get violent
but a yellowish liquid comes out
 
At the pool you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
At the pool you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
 
I'm humping a woman
And I feel like doing it
Hey darling, I'm making water
Can I do it inside of you?
 
In my vagina you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
In my vagina you can't take a piss
That's what the corners are for
 
I'm peeing in a corner
And a policeman comes to me
Hey, why do you pee in the corner?
Don't you know it pollutes?
 
Nor in booths
nor in pools
nor in vaginas
nor in offices
Where to pee?
Where to pee?
Where to aim with my beautiful rifle?
Where to pee?
Where to pee?
Where to aim with my beautiful rifle?
 

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Gyermekek

Gyermek
Fegyverrel vagy fegyver nélkül egy képen
Boldogtalanul
Szétesve és rendezve ebben a magányos
Életben
Amit te nem gyógyítasz majd meg
Felnövök és inkább leszek emberibb
Még
Egy másik háború elaltat engem
Felnövök és harcolok ezzel a félelemmel
Amely most felszabadít
Gyerekek futnak a város sötét falain
Mindenki tudja szerelemből milyen ha elvesznek
És nem adnak vissza
Képesek eladni a csöndet és a rosszat
Az ő kicsi szabadságukat
Eladják a fehér porokat az
Éveinknek
És a könyörületnek
Gyermekek, gyermekek
Gyermek
Aki egy tégelybe bezárva mint egy magszem
Mint egy üdítő
Tudod jól hogy minden jövőbeli könnyednek
Ára van
Mint a zene
Nem tudom melyik gyerek fogja ezen az estén
Feltárni sebeit és álomképeit
Kinyílik majd
A zárt ajtók és egy határ
Ezen az emberek uralta földön
Emberek földje...oh gyermek
Melyik az a tér Bueons Airesben ahol
Elárulták apádat, az ő múltját megölték
Desaparecidos*
Gyerekek futnak a város sötét falain
Mindenki tudja szerelemből milyen ha elvesznek
És nem adnak vissza
Képesek eladni a csöndet és a rosszat
Az ő kicsi szabadságukat
Eladják a fehér porokat az
Éveinknek
És a könyörületnek
Gyermekek, gyermekek
Gyermek
Fegyverrel vagy fegyver nélkül egy képen
Boldogtalanul
Szétesve és rendezve ebben a magányos
Életben
Ami megmosolyogtat téged.
 

Ha a szeretet létezik ...

Akarni egymást
Egy életen át
S tudni
Annak árát
 
Megígérni, hogy
Ott leszünk egymásnak
S tudni ennek
A súlyát
 
Emlékszem
Egy más korra
Egy más életre
De máshogy
 
Ha a szeretet létezik
Te vagy a története
A legelső lélegzete
És utolsó reménye
 
Ha a szeretet kételkedik
Én hinni akarom,
Hogy egy az utunk
S nem választ el semmi
 
Ha a szeretet létezik
 
Távol lenni
Elhagyás nélkül
Esküdni
Hogy visszatérünk
 
Felszabadulni
Az ígéretek alól
Melyeket azoknak adtunk
Kiket elhagytunk
 
Ott leszek
Ha az idő elvész
S ha az élet sem marad
Ezek visszarepítenek minket
 
Ha a szeretet létezik
Te vagy a története
A legelső lélegzete
És utolsó reménye
 
Ha a szeretet kételkedik
Én hinni akarom,
Hogy egy az utunk
S nem választ el semmi
 
Ha a szeretet létezik
Ha a szeretet létezik
 
Ha a szeretet kételkedik
Én hinni akarom,
Hogy egy az utunk
S nem választ el semmi
 
Ha a szeretet létezik
Ha a szeretet létezik
Ha a szeretet létezik
Ha a szeretet létezik.
 
Dana Kósa

Saint Sabine's Song/Air from the Transept

We're singing, playing around...
Oh! We're having so much fun!
This world is so crazy...
Come and share it, if you want to witness it!
Come and share it, if you want to witness it!
Ai, la ra la la ai la la ai la...
 
Air! Air! Air, little girl!
Give me air, give me!
I want more!
Air! I'm suffocating! Air, little girl!
Give me air... Air!
I want more!
 
So many girls partying in the streets!
So many girls partying in the streets!
And I cannot get out of the house...
The don't want to help me!
 
The day fades away
(Youth fades away)
The night fades away
(Youth fades away)
Life fades away
(Youth fades away)
The breeze stops,
Youth fades away!
 
The years pass
(Youth fades away)
Customs change
(Youth fades away)
Our life's breath...
Time flies,
Youth disappears!
 
Let me go to the party!
Let me go...
Let me go to where it's being held!
Let me go to the party
For I want,
I want to breathe its air!
 
I want to see people sing and dance...
To show them want I learned in those parties held long ago!
I want to see people sing and dance...
To show them want I learned in those parties held long ago!
 
[Instrumental]
 
The day fades away
(Youth fades away)
The night fades away
(Youth fades away)
Life fades away
(Youth fades away)
The breeze stops,
Youth fades away!
 
The years pass
(Youth fades away)
Customs change
(Youth fades away)
Our life's breath...
Time flies,
Youth disappears!
 
Let me go to the party!
Let me go...
Let me go to where it's being held!
Let me go to the party
For I want,
I want to breathe its air!
 
I want to see people sing and dance...
To show them want I learned in those parties held long ago!
I want to see people sing and dance...
To show them want I learned in those parties held long ago!
 
So many girls partying in the streets!
So many girls partying in the streets!
And I cannot get out of the house...
The don't want to help me!
 
Air! Air! Air, little girl!
Give me air, give me!
I want more!
Air! I'm suffocating! Air, little girl!
Give me air... Air!
I want more!
 

Columbina

In the commotion of the Momus1 hussars,
dazzled by the lights of another neighbourhood,
that murguista2 waving with his hood,
was saying goodbye, as always, of the stage.
 
Among the cloud of painted children,
he saw the smile a princess was giving
among the faces of mixed colours,
he doubted if the courtesy was for him.
 
And just in case he dedicated a bow
to the girl that remained in the night.
In the moment when the truck is about to leave,
a flying kiss was posing in his window.
 
And step by step the anxiety hurted him,
there was little left of the night timetable,
one by one the cuples were going on
they were leaving the last stage.
 
He dumped the desguise in the back of the seat,
he wiped the paint remains with his hand.
A flying cab was taking him against the wind,
he saw her right at the exit of the tablado.
 
'How are you?', said the murguista to the girl
who cutted him with her indifferent look,
she said 'fine', and left him just like that.
Again the princess was losing herself among the crowd.
 
Don't ever let the echo of the bass drums turn off,
don't let them take away the toys of the stage
I want to live in the kingdom of god Momus,
I want to be a hussar of his devilish army.
 
Don't let the yellow light bulbs turn off,
don't ever let the retiradas3 leave.
I want to sing a song to Columbina,4
I want to take her drawed smile.
 

• 1. In the greek mythology, the god of satire and mockery. It is widely used in the Uruguayan carnival
• 2. Member of a murga group
• 3. The retirada is the final song of the repertoire
• 4.

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To Live Is To Have You For Me

Every time the sun hides the afternoon
And the moon gives the blue of the sky
You come like this, honey
Without warning me
You touch my heart
And rekindle in me
All the emotion of loving
That a great love makes us live
 
I simply feel at this moment
That I want you so much and I need you
And when i think about having you here
Cries my heart
Because you didn't want to come back to me
 
Love is just like that
It does not always brings happiness
When it hurts, it hurts for real
And we lose the illusion
But when it comes it causes so much good
It sets the dreams and passion free
 
Why don't you come?
Come back, my love, let me be happy
Forever with you
To live is to have you for me
Why don't you bring the sun?
And make dawn come again
And light the blue in the sky
For us to never have to say goodbye again
 
Every time the sun hides the afternoon
 
Why don't you come to me?
I can only love you
Make someone happy this way
Bring yourself to me, my love.
 

I am the Bass Drum (Night)

I am the bass drum
You are the bass
I am the bass drum
You are the bass
At 30Hz, I feel the pain that connects us
 
You are the song
I am the beat that never ends
Whatever will be, Berlin stays free
Romanze gesucht
I'll give you: 4 1 2 3 4
Let's dance!
 
I am the bass drum
You are the bass
I am the bass drum
You are the bass
 
Komm jetzt, hey!
 
Ich bin die Bassdrum
Du bist der Bass
Ich bin die Bassdrum
Du bist der Bass
Bei 30 Hertz, tut es 'n bisschen weh, doch mir gefällts
 
Du bist die Lyrik
Ich bin die Trommel
Kannst du's spüren?
Was immer sei, Berlin bleibt frei
Romanze gesucht
Ich geb dir vier - auf allen Vieren
Tanzen wir!
 
Ich bin die Bassdrum
Du bist der Bass
Ich bin die Bassdrum
Du bist der Bass
 
Komm jetzt, hey!
 
Ich bin die Bassdrum
Du bist der Bass
I am the bass drum
You are the bass
Komm jetzt...