A keresés eredménye

Sun Raises Again

Sun raises again and I walk away
With the smell of fishing nets just out of the sea
That island is yours, this one is mine
Along with Shearwaters
 
Sun raises and shinin' like a star
Sun raises and as blue as sea
Sun raises and as insane as me
 

Who Is He?

Versions: #1
He knows everything
He's silent underhand
You do
He comes and ruins it
He waits for the last day
Spills out hatred
Bog is what his heart
That swallows the future
 
You don't see,you don't hear, he is always out there
 
The white house at the hill
A clown king in that house
Bad news is his thing, whose turn is it?
Artist of bloody pictures
Human's grave at the exhibition
What is for sale is darkness in the frame
 
His god is money
He's a slave for his own
His words are poison
Don't listen to him
Faithful servants
Lick his boots
Spreads fear
Hides it in fogs
 
You buy it, you sell it, you swallow it
 
The white house at the hill
A clown king in that house
Bad news is his thing, whose turn is it?
Artist of bloody pictures
Human's grave at the exhibition
What is for sale is darkness in the frame
 

Az én Hold-arcúm

Az idő szalad, a felhő vonulnak,
Az utolsó utazó is elmegy.
Még nem múlt el végtelen vágyódása.
Hol vagy, én Hold-arcúm?
 
Az éj leszáll, a rózsa elhalványul,
Szemeim könnyel telnek meg.
Emlékeim, sírjatok velem!
Hol vagy, én Hold-arcúm?
 
Talán a rendőrségen vagy?
Kezeid bilincsben?
Nézd, az éj ma is leszáll,
Hol vagy, én Hold-arcúm?
 
Vers:
Ifjúságom térdre zuhant,
Mikor elmúlt a szerelem.
Születésünkkor meztelenek vagyunk,
Még te is, én Hold-arcúm.
 
Ahogy a száraz levelek hullanak le az ágakról,
Úgy töröd meg ajkam sóhaját.
Gyere vissza, én Hold-arcúm, bárhol is vagy, jöjj vissza.
 
Nélküled nem megy,
Vérkönnyeket hullatok, vért!
Ha van még erőd gyere, gyere!
 
Mert úgy botorkálok, mint egy utolsó lehellet,
Mert teljesen meztelen vagyok,
Mert nélküled kell élnem,
Mert én... mert én...
 

My Moon-Faced

Time is innkeeper, cloud is traveler
The last traveler is now gone
Hasn't finished the debt of longing
Where are you, my moon-faced?
 
The night falls, roses fade
My eyes fill with tears
Memories cry with me
Where are you, my moon-faced?
 
Have police stations established?
Have (your hands) handcuffed?
Look, evening comes today, too
Where are you, my moon-faced?
 
Poem
My youth knelt down
When tip over the way of love
A birth is created, completely naked
And you, and you my moon-faced
 
As falling from the branch like a dry leaf
You broke out from my lips with a oh long voice
Come back, my moon-faced, wherever you are come back
 
Can't do without you
Blood drops from my eyes, blood
If you have strength come, come and then
 
Because I am doddering like last breath
Because I am completely naked
Because I am without you
Because I... Because I...
 

Come see me what love made me

I will walk the pine
Love painted me kane
Neither my mind nor divan
Come and see me what love made me
 
Come see me what love made me
In the beginning
My work is like wind
Gah like the roads
Gah as a seller
Come and see me what love made me
 
Come and see me what love made me
In the beginning
 
I am a lover of Yunus
I am a hunter in love
From top to bottom
Come and see me what love made me
 
Come and see me what love made me
In the beginning
 

Separation

Longings start with separation
Heart burns and cries silently
All the memories (suddenly) get freshened
Just like they never past at all
The gone lover one whom you wait for
Just as she'll come back
 
Secretly like a thorn
It covers up your personality
You feel weird afterwards
Wind of seperation blows
Like a certain wind
After the gone lover
 
The ones who got separated are silent at first
They look for happiness elsewhere
Yet they complain about the past days
This is separation, (only) the one who lived it understands
 
Secretly like a thorn
It covers up your personality
You feel weird afterwards
Wind of seperation blows
Like a certain wind
After the gone lover
 
Oh separation oh separation