A keresés eredménye oldal 5

Combustion

Lyrics
The presence of your body
In my room tastes good
The wooden beams
Of this house ooze honey
 
There's no oxygen that can endure
The heat of this combustion
When there are two zealous bodies
Sharing space
 
Let's not talk about love
Let's not talk please
Stay still a moment
I want to listen to your heart
Let's not talk about hurt
Let's not talk please
Because in the lull of your arms
The reason becomes useless
 
The material that makes up
Our bodies
And the space around us
Is the same that was born
When the earth melted
 
There's no oxygen that can endure
The fire of this combustion
When instinctively
It increases the friction
 
Let's not talk about love
Let's not talk please
Stay still a moment
I want to listen to your heart
Let's not talk about hurt
Let's not talk please
Because in the lull of your arms
The reason becomes useless
 
Let's not talk about love
Let's not talk please
Stay still a moment
I want to listen to your heart
Let's not talk about hurt
Let's not talk please
Because in the lull of your arms
And in the heat of your embraces
The reason becomes useless (the reason, the reason, oh oh, oh oh)
(The reason, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
 

Everything will be fine

When it is only me and you, I stay calm
I am trying to defend us from others
When the world is trying to demolish
That what is meant to be
I am scared, I am scared
I gave you everything I could
I would give you the same - even more
They can laugh at us
Call us fools
I don't care, I don't care
Everything will be the way we wanted
We have loved and believed
Everything will be fine for us
We knew how difficult it is
When the world does not understand
Everything will be fine for us
We can argue entire days
We can't be without each other, no, because
We did not understand what we had started
But we knew why
Because of you, because of you
Maybe we allowed ourselves more than
We can allow
Everything will be done only then when we will want it to be done
Everything will be fine...
 

You'll look so prud of me (Reprise)

Don't worry, father. I will find a solution somehow.
I promise
 
You'll look so proud of me
If the solution is to come
I will face it, even if it amounts a serious fight
Nothing else matters
 
I would swear to it
Everything will be okay, no doubt about it
Nothing will scare me away, I'll bravely crumble those
Who stand in my way
 
That's... how... it'll be!
 

You'll look so proud of me

What a streak of bad luck
So your doubt is legitimate, I believe it
Possibly it's cause and effect
Perhaps you should rely on me
Things will be the way you expect it to be
And there's nothing scaring me off anymore
 
I would reveal
The valor in me
I'd be the one who fight for you
Through hundreds of dangers
After I return
The sight would put you in a state of shock
As you suddenly realize that you haven't really know me
 
I know I made lots of mistakes
These don't support my chance of success
What closes the series (of bad luck) today?
Is there anything that can ease all this?
I feel already I would do anything
In order to change thing
 
You'll look so proud at me
Than at last have faith in me
I feel it will happen and this only is what's driving me
Instead of many other things
I will return
After overcoming all the touble
And both of your eyes get filled with tears as your child has became a hero
You'll be touched to tears that your little son has become a big hero!
 

There's a Violin in My Heart

I'll remember my father's home
And a worried mother
A yard with a garden
In the lively city
Down the street
[Your] home is [your] heart
To know love
Is to know pain.
 
And the house groaned
Still warm and humble
The heart sighs
The happiness will move
The gate ached
And the sadness smiled
Still I'll remember a mother and a father
With each fading day.
 
There's a violin in my heart
And not once did it cry
And in it I'll find a cure
At those moments of happiness.
Sometimes a beat rises
Within the darkness
Sometimes sadness rises
And the light carries a blessing.
 
The pain will pass
With so little happiness
It'll give plenty of light
Like a match in the darkness
And on a warm evening
There's a holiday at the windows
And people are dreaming
Between the changing seasons.
 
Only the echo replies
When I scream
Only God replies
When I'm silent
At the distant window
The light carries a blessing
The laughter has returned
And I'm with you once again.
 
There's a violin in my heart
And not once did it cry
And in it I'll find a cure
At those moments of happiness.
Sometimes a beat rises
Within the darkness
Sometimes sadness rises
And the light carries a blessing.
 

It doesn’t matter from where you’re writing now

lyrics Sergei Ivkin - at vk.com/vershitell
music Alexei Belyaev – at bards.ru
perf. Elena Bushueva - at
translation by Dmytro Zelenskyy -- August 30, 2016
 
It doesn’t matter from where you’re writing now, dear -
which shore or life stage,
doesn’t matter which language your children will have to learn there –
is it English, Hebrew, or French,
whatever the country you’re in, on which side –
of planet, or river Styx -
doesn’t matter, because all we have - is to say
farewell,
memorizing some pic[ture]s.
 
And even if it smells and sounds like immigrants’ woes –
like Bruegel, like Brodsky,
That’s how it’s repeating itself, dear, once… –
once you feel yourself as an orphan.
We grow through each other besides any
actual contacts.
We all are connected to something Above,
we are Whole in the Common -
you know this now.
 

Hades

And yea, I pay your ticket to hell, no price is too high
Your journey starts now
Leaded from the death
Where was the sense? Only I was sharing my bread
Until here and not further I’m climbing the throne
Im Sony Black, this won’t be funny
This is what I want brother, belive me, I don’t have to
Because I kill everyone who’s taking the piss
Don’t make a movie dude today you’re gonna get out empty yeah
Who is gangster? Sikerim, you piç *turkish*
Because these bitches earn more than just a slap in their face
My MPC is legendary
Twenty years story
Tell me which bum here got class like Sony?
 
Hook: bushido
Yea they say „take care of your back“
And give us the bad eye , they lie whenever they open their lips
No effort, I fuck y’all as well
Just like before gonna press a cigarettes on your ribs
 

Good Morning, Columbus

Versions: #2
Good morning, Sir ('teacher'). I know that I'm late,
But I got stuck in a dream.
It happens, Sir, that dreams take me away.
Trying to teach me how.
I want to understand your dream geography.
Lend me your time, all of your time.
 
CHORUS:
I look around when I'm dreaming
And sleep well, map in hand.
Just like Christopher Columbus,
I awake near the land of dreams.
 
I dream myself away.
 
Good morning, Columbus. Are you here in my dream?
These are friends of mine:
Rebecca, Fredrika and that one is called Jim.
I dozed off, so we met.
 
CHORUS:
I look around when I'm dreaming
And sleep well, map in hand.
Just like Christopher Columbus,
I awake near the land of dreams.
 
I dream myself away.
 
Good morning, Sir, it's me again.
Stuck in the dream. Teach me to master your geography.
Dreaming. Lost
 
CHORUS*2:
I look around when I'm dreaming
And sleep well, map in hand.
Just like Christopher Columbus,
I awake near the land of dreams.
 
I dream myself away.
Still in a dream.
I'm taking a look around...
 

Why

(refrain)
Why is the sky blue?
Why are we more content as two?
Why do money and power make enemies of friends ?
Jealousy, hypocrisy, when they pickW a side, run away.
 
I've seen friends armed, mothers alarmed
to see their son go far away, but not to join the army.
Seduced by the smell of money and success.
Seeing as it's only for a time, at 20 you ruin everything and you know it.
If you make it it shows, you can't hide it.
They'll find out and their mouths will start to water and spit
and dwell on their hatred because that doesn't sit well.
A young man who makes it out, that doesn't sit well
and friends change, money makes them strangers
and if you eat better than them, they'll get their revenge.
When I think back to our childhood,
standing together, having hope that things would get better
but things got better quickly for some,
not fast enough for others. It's not their fault, it's just fate.
Fate, the one armed man who deals the cards.
That's why some of my brothers are quick to anger when facing fate.
 
(refrain x2)
 
(Thinking that the hard times would unite us under a common cause x2)
 
I've worked with people I trusted.
Things were going alright for 4 years.
Travels, restaurants, hobbies, choosing
between the best and the best for my future.
Music is my future, but for them it was more for the money.
Luxury hip hop at 50 bucks a hoodie.
They blinded me with benefits that made me lose control.
They made me crazy, pinned me to a wall.
Some wanted to strangle me, it happened pretty fast.
The 20th of March 97 it got heavy.
The same so-called friends, who vowed to stay close to me
were far away when I was crying out 'help me'
but no money makes you deaf, blind and mute.
Impossible to move even if your friend gets killed.
You put yourself and your interests before everything else, coward!
The day of the final judgement there'll be no cash.
And you still dare to look at yourself in the mirror.
From 97 remember March 20th.
His friends change, money makes them strangers.
and if you eat better than them, they'll get their revenge.
When I think back to my childhood,
standing together, having hope that things would get better
 
(refrain x2)
 
(Thinking that the hard times would unite us under a common cause x2)
 

Black pea-coats

Versions: #3
We left behind us all falls and sundowns,
Just hope for the minuscule, almost invisible rise!
I want to believe that our black pea-coats
Will give opportunity to see this sunrise.
 
Today we got orders: Die like true heroes!
We'll try! - but we could not guarantee.
I only thought, smoking borrowed cigarettes:
Each man on his own, - sunrise what matters to me.
 
Special company - sapper's special esteem.
Don't slash with a knife from the ambush unseen,
Don't trouble yourself - even with a throat cut
I will see sunrise as my final result.
 
We strolled through their rear, avoiding to cut them in slumber,
And cleared the passage, when I noted in surprise,
How immature, green, but wakeful sunflower
Already had turned its head to sunrise.
 
Behind at six thirty were left - I know,-
Not only falls and declines, but also reached height.
Teeth grinding, two bare wires are cleaned to go, -
Have not seen the sunrise, but knew: it is close to daylight.
 
... Depleted company returning severed.
What happened - doesn't matter, matters blown up fort.
I want to believe that our rough endeavor
Grants you opportunity to see sunrise with no effort.
 

We'll Return

When you've touched the sky
And you feel close the hell
You walk without faith
Withouth destiny, withouth wisdom
 
Fleeing from what you don't understand
Fleeing from this present
Think of those yearnings
is the only way you have to continue...
 
We'll return to be great, we'll return.
When we leave this storm
That we hide behind indifferent face
But it hurts and it makes us feel that we'll return...
 
Break this mistake
Begin with oneself
Let's go back to the roots
Of the dreams that we were born
 
It's time to be brave
It's time to be aware
That it needs heart and brain
And we don't want to lose anyone in this way
 
We'll return to be great, we'll return.
When we leave this storm
That we hide behind indifferent face
But it hurts and it makes us feel that we'll return...
 
Behind the clouds there is
Behind the clouds there is
A sun so big
That nobody can hide
 
Behind the doubts is
Behind the doubts is
The truth... Believe me, believe me, believe me.
We've got future !
 
We'll return to be great, we'll return.
When we leave this storm
That we hide behind indifferent face
But it hurts and it makes us feel that we'll return...
 
We'll return to be great, we'll return.
When we leave this storm
That we hide behind indifferent face
But it hurts and it makes us feel that we'll return...
 

Stepping hard

Roch just has arrived to life,
he can't imagine what one has organized.
Everything around him has changed in size,
happening through the prism of eyes in love.
 
The father looks at him and hallucinates him,
it isn't a toy, that is alive and it's really.
When he's alone with him and noboy's watching,
it's when he barrinates, who knows if he will understand it.
To you, little boy,
I'll teach you more than I've learnt,
he tells singing...
 
Stepping hard, Roch,
be more courageous than I was.
Draw a smile on them,
and nobody will tell you no.
You will ride the life like a cardboard horse.
Stepping, hard, Roch. Stepping hard.
 
Roch is strong like his name indicates,
there's no landmark where you can't reach it.
The mother has taken him to the pool,
he already mastered it better than Tarzan.
 
I'll teach you more than I've learnt,
he tells singing...
 
Stepping hard, Roch,
be more courageous than I was.
Draw a smile on them,
and nobody will tell you no.
You will ride the life like a cardboard horse.
Stepping, hard, Roch. Stepping hard.
 
Your vehicle is
a little car without recoil,
always ahead.
 
Stepping hard, Roch,
be more courageous than I was.
Draw a smile on them,
and nobody will tell you no.
You will ride the life like a cardboard horse.
Stepping, hard, Roch. Stepping hard...
 

For a cup

I'm on the border between the vice and the sky
and I don't understand, don't understand, I don't understand the people who criticize me and look at me
when I'm here making room.
 
Waves that penetrate my firmly
that's lit up, lit up, that exploits my mind.
A delirium unconscious, an enigma without indecent doubt
that ends at the worst moment.
 
For a cup, an open place
to find an oasis in this desert
I'd give hundred, may thousand, may everything I've got.
 
They close the box and me with this place, don't touch me when starts 'lo bo'. Democracy illegal, law perverse, false moral.
 
The president lives with his people and we provide for the mother of the fucking goalkeeper that drowns everyone with waterdrums with thousand liters or more of garrafo whisky.
 
For a cup, an open place
to find an oasis in this desert
I'd give hundred, may thousand, may everything I've got.
 
I'm on the border between the vice and the sky
and I don't understand, don't understand, I don't understand the people who criticize me and look at me
when I'm here making room.
 
Waves that penetrate my firmly
that's lit up, lit up, that exploits my mind.
A delirium unconscious, an enigma without indecent doubt
that ends at the worst moment.
 
For a cup, an open place
to find an oasis in this desert
I'd give hundred, may thousand, may everything I've got.
 
You'll have power, you'll have shields,
you'll have governments but you won't have me.
Abolition, dismissal.
A thought who doesn't admit differents.
Freedom of my body
Freedom to choose not to war
Freedom of consumition
Open the taps of the freedom!
 
For a cup, an open place
to continue the party until the end of the time
I'd give hundred, may thousand, may everything I've got.
 
For a cup, an open place
to continue the party until the end of the time
I'd give hundred, may thousand, may everything I've got.
 

I Will find you (Cha la la la)

Fernando de Noronha no longer has the same shine without you here.
The nights in Goiânia aren't even fun with you far from me.
 
The Amazons are black and white
Even Rio de Janeiro loses it's warmth
Even Carnival in Salvador becomes sad.
 
Without you, without you
 
Cha-la-la-la-la
You steal the beauty from wherever you are
Cha-la-la-la-la
You come back, or I'll go and search for you
Cha-la-la-la-la
I already tried, did everything, without you there's now way
Cha-la-la-la-la
You come back, or I'll go search for you
 
(Hungria)
Look at me crazy again
Any day of the week your lips call me
And speaking of flames
There's ashes on the bed
The heat that you left burned up my body
Rio de Janeiro lost it's charm without your silly ways.
I remember that friday
Just by the candle light
Dreaming big, just like the kites flying in the ghetto
Your GPS is on my Cellphone
You'll come back by your own accord, or I will search for you
 
The Amazons are black and white
Even Rio de Janeiro loses it's warmth
Even Carnival in Salvador becomes sad.
Without you without you.
 
Cha-la-la-la-la
You steal the beauty from wherever you are
Cha-la-la-la-la
You come back, or I'll search for you
Cha-la-la-la-la
I already tried, did everything, without you there's now way
Cha-la-la-la-la
You come back, or I'll search for you.
 
Cha-la-la-la-la
I already tried, did everything, without you there's now way
Cha-la-la-la-la
You come back, or I'll search for you.
 
Since we're already talking about love
Name a man that has never cried.
It's hard without this girl
Hungria and Gusttavo Lima
I will search for you.
 

My Dearest Grandmother

My dearest grandmother
You know all things so well:
The grief that I bear here,
You, probably can guess it?
 
When I close my eyes shut
Oh, no, no you don't now,
From somewhere immediately
A Kozak's here beside me.
 
Give herbs, O grandmother
Again here at midnight
That - that Kozak may yet
Not come before my eyes
 
- No, dear heart my girl
This thing can not be cured
Such is your fate here -
The time's come to love now.
 

Ments meg

Nézd, hogy hajlongok
Már a kijárat felé tartok
Nem tudok itt maradni
 
Az élet nehéz lett
És már nem látom értelmét tovább küzdeni
El tudsz hát engedni?
Nem mutatnád meg az ajtót?
 
Mer' hibákat követtem el
Bántottam azokat, akiket szerettem
És kihasználtam őket
Túl sokszor is
 
Nincs megváltás egy olyan bűnösnek, amilyen én vagyok
Küldj el már a vadászmezőkre
Segíts, hogy ne éljek hazugságban
 
Szóval itt vagyok a sötét szoba sarkában
Ugyanott, ahonnan indultam
Egyedül ezekkel a gyászos gondolatokkal
És egy töltött fegyverrel a kezemben
 
De egy bolond énrészem
Még mindig vágyódik egy csepp emberségért
Egy köntösben lévő királynőért vagy egy paripás lovagért
Hát nem látod, hogy csupán egy térdeplő gyerek vagyok?
 
Ments meg a félelemtől és a fájdalomtól
És a szeretet hulljon rám
Ments meg engem még ma
Mielőtt a holnap mozdulatlanul talál
 
Ments meg a félelemtől és a fájdalomtól
És a szeretet jöjjön és hulljon rám
Ments meg engem még ma
Mert a holnap engem már mozdulatlanul talál
 
Most egyedül állom az igazság pillanatában
Az ítéletet meghozták
És a lábam sebhelyes a törött üvegtől
Amik a földön szétszórva hevernek
 
Gyere most mellém
Csak rád bízom magam
Megverve és darabokra törve és sérülten és becsapva
Még legeslegutoljára
Tudnál segíteni abban, hogy
 
Ments meg a félelemtől és a fájdalomtól
És a szeretet uralkodjon rajtam
Ments meg, ments meg még ma
Mert a holnap engem már mozdulatlanul talál
 
Ments meg a félelemtől és a fájdalomtól
És a szeretet hulljon rám
Ments meg engem még ma
Mert holnap, mozdulatlanul találsz rám
Mozdulatlanul találsz rám
 

Only Radiant DNA

the button to stop the factory smoke
as soon as I stepped to this unknown place
a cat made from milk and concrete
cried out looking at my venom
a leek beneath from the shopping bag
a thrown-out silver colored trainer
in this empty and stupid brain
even it is filled with anxiety, I'll be still hungry
 
a plan like usual, I handle and master it
as usual, repeated like a show
it feels like going far off, it hasn't boiled
like the bubbles dirtied my skin
can't distinguish any color and can't tell taste either
DNA that makes loneliness is too dazzling
no one can't stand its shine of life
 
I'm still lost but there's no street light
even my unreachable breath, it's too much
even it's reflecting as it is,
nothing will be changed
it will go out rampant
 
I pray to be hurt right now
if I wish to see a light I've never seen before
 
if being sacrificed is my true feeling
to the pitfall that no one can understand
even though I sorted if off, I'll just abandon my pride-
to the dim morning
if I sometimes keep following the rules
and get along with the scenario
then I'd be just nodding without knowing any troubles
I'll start breaking right now,
with I am right now
 
not having any courage to enjoy pointless things
I curse everything only to tell stories
like all these weird things, to be frankly
because it's easier by that way
I losing you like I forgot to lock up with my keys
I already can't understand anything
so let's laugh
 
if being sacrificed is my true feeling
to the pitfall that no one can understand
even though I sorted if off, I'll just abandon my pride-
to the dim morning
if i keep sometimes following the rules
and get along with the scenario
then I'd be just nodding without knowing any troubles
I'll start breaking right now
 
I'm scared if I'm going to be lost
every time with the destiny that already been decided
however, it's repeating
although I want to repeat it
if I just want to not be satisfied..
 
if being predestinated is my true feeling
to the loop that no one can understand
even though I sorted if off, I'll just abandon my pride-
to the dim morning
if I keep resolving my own anger sometimes
if I'm being to blinded with security and safety
then I'd be just nodding without knowing how to laugh and anything else
I'll start breaking into pieces
I'll choose the light that can't be deflected, right now
 
if being sacrificed is my true feeling
 

Crushed Beneath an Empty Sky 空っぽの空に潰される

Versions: #6
I collected too many letters that I had to get rid of my own belongings.
 
Just as I finally start to feel satisfied, the truth is it feels empty again.
 
''It's better to have more money'', ''It's better to have more friends'',
 
''It's better to have more peace of mind'' - what is ''happiness'' in the end?
 
We spell ''frantic (必死)'' as ''certain (必) of death (死)'', we spell ''dazed (夢中)'' as ''inside (中) of a dream (夢)''.
 
And, right now, frantic and dazed, we're running through the seasons.
 
Our injuries wouldn't stop growing, but we had friends who could laugh and say, ''It hurts!''
 
But don't envy your past self - that person's only an imaginary rival.
 
If you're happy, you should laugh, right? When you're sad, you should cry, right?
 
So what should I do when I feel so empty? Tell me! Tell me!
 
These curt seasons come one after another, saying goodbye without any reluctance.
 
And on top of that, what should I even look forward to? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky.
 
In the end, ''humans beings'' seem to have one or two things missing.
 
Do you think we're lacking something? Do you think we're in need of something?
 
I only have as little baggage as I need, and for me that's more than enough.
 
So let's see if I can run again. Let's see if I can run, frantic and dazed.
 
Today comes to an end, and another today comes around. I can't go anywhere as they stream past, but when I said I hate the things I hate, I've finally washed ashore at this ''today''.
 
That's why today is an anniversary: the anniversary of when I finally took a stand.
 
But there's still just one problem: today feels completely empty.
 
If you're happy, you should laugh, right? When you're sad, you should cry, right?
 
So what should I do when I feel so empty? Tell me! Tell me!
 
The people and things we loved abruptly disappear, saying goodbye without any reluctance.
 
And on top of that, what should I even look forward to? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky.
 
Would things get easier if I complained? Would things get easier if I did nothing but cry?
 
Does it feel nice to say ''I want to die''? Do I even want to take another step from here?
 
I left something behind somewhere, in a classroom or maybe back in the womb.
 
''Happiness'' must be learning to love your permanent flaws.
 
If you're happy, you should laugh, right? When you're sad, you should cry, right?
 
So what should I do when I feel so empty? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I came all this way from a dark place, only to return back to another dark place.
 
But in that time, what can I even do? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky.
 

Lament over sorrow

My sun is vested in clouds, my star is fading away,
you and I must part, my flower, grown much to my liking.
Though grown much to my liking, you still brought sorrow to me,
you raised my sorrow when you forgot me.
 
Punish, God, the hearts of those who love two or three,
who embrace one, laugh with the other, who love whoever they see,
because I love only one and still suffer so much.
Never again will I be anyone’s partner, anyone’s curse from the heart!
 
There’s no other orphan like me under heaven, on the face of the earth,
I’m alone, I’m an orphan, carrying my sorrow,
I walk alone in the world because he wanted another one, prettier than I am,
he wanted someone prettier than I am but couldn’t get one, not even someone matching me.
 
I used to think that never in my life would I live with sorrow,
but with you I saw that I’d been mistaken, many sorrowful days of mine came about.
But now all those will be over, I’ve had my fair share of them,
those are over now, let the wind carry my sorrow away!
 
I told you not to love me,
because all I have to love you with in return are my arms,
you should love someone who has horses and wagons,
and then sorrow may kill you while you are by their side!
 
The hussars just passed by our house,
my dear mother, I’m going to join them.
I’ll be the captain of the first company,
three years aren’t the end of the world.
 
I have no pleasure because a swallow took it away,
and put it down in the middle of a round forest.
Dear swallow, bring back my pleasure to me,
and after that the one who used to be my lover, too.
 
My sun will soon be shining brightly, my star will be bright above,
now that we’ve parted ways with one another, and I’ve found another one prettier and better than you.
I loved you so much, but it’s over now,
why is it over now: you aren’t the most beautiful person in the world either.
 

I Like You

The world doesn’t stop turning, time runs, it doesn’t wait.
And what I don’t live with you, vanishes and leads me to despair.
Sleeping next to you is supposed to be a madness,
that’s why I try to reach you
and to cast you a spell.
 
Wooo, wooo! I like you, I like you.
Wooo, wooo! I like you!
 
I crumble shark and snake teeth in a soup.
I add the brain of a clever frog.
My hand hurts so much for stirring all day long,
that now I can happily say the spell.
 
Wooo, wooo! I like you, I like you.
Wooo, wooo! I like you!
 
Come out from your den,
witches, magicians and charmers.
Please help me to steal her heart.
Came out and spread out vigorously your powers,
and everywhere make her be always in heat.
 
May she think, when she sees me: “Damn, what a fucking cool guy!”
May she see in me John Travolta
who takes her to the dancefloor and wins her while dancing.
 
Wooo, wooo! I like you, I like you.
Wooo, wooo! I like you!
 

Everything will be alright

We're walking on thin ice
You're afraid that it won't hold
It'll soon be twelve [midnight] -
Minutes run over your shoulders like pearls
And fall to the ground
 
And I'll take you into my lap
Even if you'd tell me 'no' a hundred times
Don't close your eyes, we still have a million bridges to cross
We'll have to cross...
 
So that once again
I could come close
And once again
I could feel how
Your heart beats
While icicles sparkle in the sunlight
And once again
It'll be alright again
Everything will be alright
 
Time will deal new cards
The harsh wind will become endlessly soft
The noise will subside,
Melt and flow into the ocean
Where there's you and me
 
I'll go where you call me,
I believe we have a lot of time
While street lights of hope shine
And when the bulbs go black,
Light us so we're stars
 

Nem Az Én Dolgom

[Kórus]
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak
Szeret harcolni, azt hiszem, ez közös bennetek
A csúcson kezdtél és most legalul vagy
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom
 
[1. versszak]
Tovább léptél, jobb azóta, rég volt, bébi
Én is (én is, én is)
Hazavitted az anyukádhoz
Oh, de higgy nekem, nem ez jár a fejemben (fejemben, fejemben, fejemben)
 
[Elő-kórus]
Én-én-én-én, én-én-én-én
Láttalak a hírfolyamomon
Kicsit úgy néz ki, mint én
Én-én-én-én, én-én-én-én
Nem tudok mit csinálni, így látom
Ez nem féltékenység, nem
 
[Kórus]
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak
Szeret harcolni, azt hiszem, ez közös bennetek
A csúcson kezdtél és most legalul vagy
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak
A legjobbakat kívánom, remélem, meg tud javítani
Azonnal hívni fogsz, mikor ráeszmélsz
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom
 
[2. versszak]
Gondoskodik? Felköti a haját?
Ahogy te mindig is szeretted (mindig szeretted, mindig szeretted)
Mikor egyedül vagy, tudja
Hogyan kényeztesse jól a testedet? (jól, igen)
 
[Elő-kórus]
Én-én-én-én, én-én-én-én
Láttalak a hírfolyamomon
Kicsit úgy néz ki, mint én
Én-én-én-én, én-én-én-én
Nem tudok mit csinálni, így látom
Ez nem féltékenység, nem
 
[Kórus]
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak
Szeret harcolni, azt hiszem, ez közös bennetek
A csúcson kezdtél és most legalul vagy
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak
A legjobbakat kívánom, remélem, meg tud javítani
Azonnal hívni fogsz, mikor ráeszmélsz
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom
 
[Átkötés]
Nem az én dolgom (nemtől nemig, ah)
Nem néztem meg a sztorid négy napja
Legalábbis ma
Mert ez nem az én dolgom
Nem az én dolgom
 
[Kórus]
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak
Szeret harcolni, azt hiszem, ez közös bennetek
A csúcson kezdtél és most legalul vagy
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom (igen)
Fenébe, hallottam problémáitok vannak (oh)
A legjobbakat kívánom, remélem, meg tud javítani (téged, téged)
Azonnal hívni fogsz, mikor ráeszmélsz
De bébi, ez nem az én dolgom
 

Break Up

I want to go even further
I want to go even more
No time will stop
I leave on counter
I want to go even further
I want to go even more
I delete your address
I fly while red
 
I want to go even further
I want to go even more
No time stopping
I leave on counter
I want to go even further
I want to go even more
I delete your address
I fly while I'm red
 
It seemed to me that
We're friends
Everyone else is wrong, but not me
It seemed to me that
We're friends
Everyone else is wrong, but not me
 
I don't forgive
I don't say goodbye
I don't forgive
I don't say goodbye
Ooh, ooh
Breaking up
Breaking up
Breaking up
Breaking up
 
I want to go even further
I want to go even more
No time will stop
The meal is upcoming
I want to go even more
I want to go even farther
I fly while I'm red
I delete your address
I want to go even further
I want to go even more
The glass is misted
Turning on the bumps
I want to go even further
I want to go even more
My blow goes to the front
It gathers in pieces.
 
Ooh, ooh
Breaking up
Breaking up
Breaking up
Breaking up
 
I'm leaving there
Where is your Uber for me?
I won't ever find it
I'm leaving there
Where is your Uber for me?
I won't ever find it
 
I don't forgive
I don't say goodbye
I don't forgive
I don't say goodbye
Ooh, ooh
Breaking up
Breaking up
Breaking up
Breaking up
 
yeag

Törődj a saját dolgoddal

Ne kényszeríts, hogy harcoljak
Ne zaklass fel többé
Mikor fog ez a harc véget érni,
Oh oh oh oh oh
 
Ne sirass meg
Nem fogom visszatartani a könnyeimet többet
A jóképű arcod, az az arrogáns viselkedés
Oh oh oh oh oh
 
Nem hasonlít a kezdetekhez
Te és én, a szavak egyre durvábbak
Egyre távolabb lökjük egymást, oh
Rendben van, jól leszek nélküled
Bocsi, de törődj a saját dolgoddal
Mielőtt túl késő lesz
 
El foglak hagyni,
Megfordulok és elsétálok
Nem fogom megbánni
Viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát
Még ha könyörögsz is,
Hogy jöjjek vissza
Nem fogom bevenni
Hazugság, hazugság, hazugság, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát
 
Szívás neked, törődj a saját dolgoddal
Ne aggódj értem, törődj a saját dolgoddal
Szívás neked, törődj a saját dolgoddal
Törődj a saját dolgoddal, mielőtt elhagylak, kérlek
 
Ne mondd el, miért
Léptél rá a szívemre
Nézd, mennyire összetörtünk
Oh oh oh oh oh
 
Ugyanazok a kifogások
Túl büszke vagy, hogy meghajolj
Nincs semmid ellenem
Menj, tanulj egy kis jó modort
Oh oh oh oh oh
 
Nem hasonlít a kezdetekhez
Te és én, a szavak egyre durvábbak
Egyre távolabb lökjük egymást, oh
Rendben van, jól leszek nélküled
Bocsi, de törődj a saját dolgoddal
Mielőtt túl késő lesz
 
El foglak hagyni,
Megfordulok és elsétálok
Nem fogom megbánni
Viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát
Még ha könyörögsz is,
Hogy jöjjek vissza
Nem fogom bevenni
Hazugság, hazugság, hazugság, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát
 
Nincs nyertes itt, csak sebek maradnak
Mi megyünk állandó ismétlésen, míg bele nem betegszünk
Azt akarom, hogy megálljunk, véget akarok vetni ennek
De túl messzire jöttünk
 
El foglak hagyni,
Megfordulok és elsétálok
Nem fogom megbánni
Viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát
Még ha könyörögsz is,
Hogy jöjjek vissza
Nem fogom bevenni
Hazugság, hazugság, hazugság, viszlát, viszlát, viszlát
 
Szívás neked, törődj a saját dolgoddal
Ne aggódj értem, törődj a saját dolgoddal
Szívás neked, törődj a saját dolgoddal
Törődj a saját dolgoddal, mielőtt elhagylak, kérlek
Ne állíts meg és törődj a saját dolgoddal
Törődj a saját dolgoddal, mielőtt elhagylak, kérlek
 

Looking for your love

From far away
I come looking for your love.
If you look at me with contempt
I go away crying.
And if you are firm with me,
constant I am.
 
Inside the chest, hidden,
I bring you a flower.
If you don't want it, my life,
I leave it and I go away.
And if you are firm with me,
constant I am.
 
Flower that has been born in the soul
and in the heart.
If your scorn kill me
I go away crying.
And if you are firm with me,
constant I am.
 
It's nice to constantly love
as I love you,
to death
Oh, how handsome (death is)
(if I'm) dying for you!
 
And if you are firm with me,
constant I am,
constant I am.
 

Also, of the maids

Versions: #2
O noblest greenness, who have your roots in the sun,
and who shine in bright serenity on the wheel,
whom no earthly excellence contains:
You are held all around by the embraces of the divine mysteries.
You glow red like the dawn, and you burn like the sun’s fire.
 

I'm Going to Out to Find You

I don't know what to think, I saw you arrive once again
I saw you come and I hid and I shut my eyes
In the pillow, and in your dreams I wanted to be dawn
In order to receive, and there will be time for you
Just to escape, not to choose
But I have to tell you that there is nothing
That I like more than to sink myself in your gaze
 
It's not that I know what to do, I want to understand
I want to understand
Before it's too late
I want to go out and find you
To give you all of my love
 
Before it's too late
I should go out and find you to give you all of my love
 
This time I understood that I love you more than anyone else, that without you
I don't know how to live and I keep my kisses to gift to you
And at night I sleep to dream about you
 
It's not that I know what to do, I want to understand
I want to understand
Before it's too late I want to go out and find you
To give you all of my love
Before it's too late
I should go out and find you to give you all of my love
Before it's too late I want to go out and find you
To give you all of my love
Before it's too late
I should go out and find you to give you all of my love
Before it's too late I want to go out and find you
To give you all of my love
Before it's too late
I should go out and find you to give you all of my love
Before it's too late I want to go out and find you
To give you all of my love
 

Looking for oblivion

Heart give me your strength
that everything is grinding me*,
I'm going to tell you the causes
for which I am constantly suffering.
 
A love was born in my chest
and I felt so beloved,
but I never imagined
that the promises are forgotten.
 
I don´t know what will have happened
if he loved me with madness,
he left on the ways of oblivion
and that is all my bitterness.
 
And if one day in my song
a cry comes up, I ask you:
tell him that for his fault
I live thus, looking for oblivion.
 
There's no night I do not dream with him
nor a day I don´t remember him, and
between night and day
my hopes are lost.
 
This great love that I feel
has become a condemnation,
when I try to forget him
I feel my pain increase.
 
Other loves have arrived
to my wounded heart,
checking that they explain to me
another love like the lost one.
 
That's why if in my song
a cry comes up, I ask you:
tell him that for his fault
I live thus, looking for oblivion.
 

Song of the Kamikaze Unit

We load fuel for a one-way trip - tentsurushan1
while crying.
Our destination is Ryukyu2, our journey to the other side,3
oh-oh, our journey to the other side.
 
As we leave the ground - tentsurushan
it is our farewell to this world.
We think about our mothers' faces,
oh-oh, our mothers' faces.
 
Oh rain, fall, fall - tentsurushan
with all your might, oh rain.
This bitterness from us maintenance workers,
oh-oh, this bitterness.
 

• 1. Some kind of onomatopoeia for the shamisen interlude, it seems.
• 2. A group of southern, Japanese islands.
• 3. Euphemism for death.

amazarashi - Karappo no sora ni tsubusareru (空っぽの空に潰される)

Versions: #4
amazarashi - Crushed Beneath an Empty Sky
 
I collected too many letters that I had to get rid of my own belongings.
 
Just as I finally start to feel satisfied, the truth is it empty again.
 
''It's better to have more money'',
 
''It's better to have more friends'',
 
''It's better to have more peace of mind''
 
- what is ''happiness'' in the end?
 
We speel ''frantic'' as ''certain of death'',
 
we speel ''dazed'' as ''inside of a dream''.
 
And, right now, frantic and dazed, we're running through the seasons.
 
Our injuries wouldn't stop growing, but we had friends who could laugh and say, ''It hurts!''
 
But don't envy your past self- that person's only an imaginary rival.
 
If you're happy, you should laugh, right?
 
But in that time, what can I even do? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky!
 
When you're sad, you should cry, right?
 
So what should I do when I feel so empty? Tell me! Tell me!
 
These curt seasons come one after another, saying goodbye without any reluctance.
 
And on top of that, what should I even look forward to? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky.
 
In the end, ''human beings'' seem to have one or two things missing.
 
Do you think we're lacking something?
 
Do you think we're in need of something?
 
I only have as little baggage as I need, and for me that's more than enough.
 
So let's see if I can run again.
 
Let's see if I can run, frantic and dazed.
 
Today comes to an and, and another today comes around.
 
I can't go anywhere as they stream past, but when I said I hate the things I hate, I've finally washed ashore at this ''today''.
 
That's why today is an anniversary: the anniversary of when I finally took a stand.
 
But there's still just one problem: today feels completely empty.
 
If you're happy, you should laugh, right?
 
When you're sad, you should cry, right?
 
So what should I do when I feel so empty? Tell me! Tell me!
 
The people and things we loved abruptly disappear, saying goodbye without any reluctance.
 
And on top of that, what should I even look forward to? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky.
 
Would things get easier if I complained? Would things get easier if I did nothing but cry?
 
Does it feel nice to say ''I want to die''?
 
Do I even want to take another step from here?
 
I left something behind somewhere, in a classroom or maybe back in the womb.
 
''Happiness'' must be learning to love your permanent flaws.
 
If you're happy, you should laugh, right?
 
When you're sad, you should cry, right?
 
So what should I do when I feel so empty? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I came all this way from a dark place, only to return back to another dark place.
 
But in that time, what can I even do? Tell me! Tell me!
 
I'm crushed beneath this empty, empty, empty sky!
 

A woman's Jonkara bushi

The snow flies high from below
Entwining in my red hem
The journey of a woman with a thick-necked shamisen
Grumbles, bursts open, smokes and burns
There's a man I can't be apart from him
Jonkara, jonkara, I want you to understand me
 
The disorder of my bachi and mine
I won't let you say farewell words
The weakness of a woman who waited in the deep
Male instincts are lighter than the wind
Hiding in the moon, I do it like this
Jonkara, jonkara, I want you to let me cry
 
The sky became plumb-coloured
The spring is too distant from me
If I hit the thick neck, I break even the strings
I hate you, I love you, you ache me, you're hard
A woman's melody entines in my finger
Jonkara, jonkara, I want you
 

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Bus 17

In the bus 17 without clothes on
sits a man and the world spits on his eyes
No one says anything to him
No one goes near hey, just stare
And the man's lips mouth
a silent mantra
 
Don't leave me here, I'm scared
Again everything looks
so unfamiliar and weird
Don't leave me here
I just want to go home
And I'll surely get off
as soon as we get there
 
In the backseat of the bus 17
teenage girls laugh, old man buttons up
his shirt more tightly
Someone lifts bags to their lap
Mother covers her child's eyes with her hand
And the man continues his mantra
 
Don't leave me here, I'm scared
Again everything looks
so unfamiliar and weird
Don't leave me here
I just want to go home
And I'll surely get off
as soon as we get there
 
Today in the bus 17
the driver is death I guess
And through the city he guides the lost ones
These torn souls without clothes
And who dares to hear
when the mirror whispers
 
Don't leave me here, I'm scared
Again everything looks
so unfamiliar and weird
Don't leave me here
I just want to go home
And I'll surely get off
as soon as we get there
 
Don't leave me here...