A keresés eredménye oldal 2

The Mango Tango

Like the passionate notes of a beautiful tango,
I hold you tight to me.
I am so excited, I laugh and cry,
and you don't know why.
I want to speak to you,
I want to kiss you
but here you cannot.
Pardon, if you insist,
I cannot resist, sweet love.
 
We dance slowly to this tango.
It takes us away from here.
In the fragrant garden under the mango
you will tell me yes.
Like sweet fruits of all of your kisses
I want from you,
as expected, I will conquer you, sweet love.
 
Look up there, it's the moon.
The smell of mango fills the air.
Dark leaves protect us.
No one will ever find out.
 
From afar this tango still plays
and I clasp you to me.
I am so excited, I laugh and cry,
and now you know why.
I swore love,
you gave me your heart,
and you will have all of me,
and under the mango with the two kisses you give me.
 
Look up there, it's the moon.
The smell of mango fills the air.
Dark leaves protect us.
No one will ever find out.
 
From afar this tango still plays
and I hold you to me.
I am so excited, I laugh and cry,
and now you know why.
I swore love,
you gave me your heart,
and you will have all of me,
and under the mango with the two kisses you give me.
 
And under the mango with the two kisses you give me.
 

The Streets of Laredo

I spent that day in the streets of Laredo.
I was in Laredo on that very day.
I saw a cowboy who was already wounded,
his young face with a cold pallor.
 
As I drew close, he says: 'please,
I see you are a cowboy like me.
Sit down and listen to my sad story.
I've gotten shot, I know I will die.'
 
'Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
they play a last march for him.
Carry him there to the green valley.
He is a cowboy who got it wrong, I know.'
 
'One day on my pony I was happily racing
when I had a true cowboy saddle*
but then I would hurt women and play around.
I am wounded rightfully to die.'
 
'Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
they play a last march for me.
Carry me there to the green valley.
I'm a cowboy who got it wrong, I know.'
 
~~~~~ [whistling]
 
'Six jovial cowboys now will carry me,
six beautiful girls will sing for me,
and bundles of roses are on my coffin.
The cold earth will not touch me.'
 
'Go get me a little bit of fresh water,
dry lips,' the cowboy tells me,
but after I returned, it was all over.
His soul rode to heaven.
 
'Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
the last march plays for him.
We all cry carrying him forth
because he was a good young cowboy.
 

Red River Valley

You told me that you leave behind the valley
and that perhaps you will never return.
With your eyes and your sweet smile,
you will take my sunshine away with you.
 
Come and sit close if you love me.
I will not try to stop you
but remember that on the Red River
remains a cowboy who sings 'I love you.'
 
So many sober words of love
that I hoped to hear from you
but it is true that she always leaves.
No, there is not a shot for me.
 
~~~~~
 
Think of me in the valley that you leave behind.
How sad it will be without you!
Do not think about the pain that feels
the cowboy who loves you alone—
the cowboy who loves you alone—
the cowboy who loves you alone—
the cowboy who loves you alone.
 

Eyes of Fire

Eyes of fire
that heat up everything, oh!
Heart of steel—
now I know who you are!
 
But I loved you, I loved you, I loved you,
and I didn't understand, I loved you, I loved you,
and, God, I was dying little by little, I was dying
of love for you.
 
The place of love
I now know.
There is one who dies
and the other does not.
 
But if I think of you just for a moment
my pain is lost in the wind
and, God, it keeps hoping to die
of love for you.
 
Eyes of fire—
fire of love it is not!
Heart of steel—
I am wrong to love you!
 
But I love you, I love you, I love you,
and I don't understand, I love you, I love you.
Meanwhile I die little by little, I die
of love for you.
 
(The place of love
I now know.)
There is one who dies
and the other does not.
 
But if I think of you just for a moment
my pain is lost in the wind
and, God, it keeps hoping to die
of love for you.
 
Ah-ah-ah-ah,
ah-ah-ah-ah-aaah!
Ah-ah-ah-ah,
ah-ah-ah-ah-aaah!
 
But if I think of you just for a moment
my pain is lost in the wind
and, God, it keeps hoping to die
of love for you.
 

My Home in the West

My home will be along a river in the West
where the tranquil sky will arrive,
where it is easy to live simply,
where the sky will be blue.
 
My home in the West,
along the river that flows clear,
where it is easy to live simply,
where the sky will be blue.
 
~~~~~
 
All around I will see the plains of the West
where the buffalo roams free,
where the breeze will smell like flowers,
where the sky will be filled with stars.
 
My home in the West
along the river that flows clear,
where the breeze will smell like flowers,
where the sky will be filled with stars.
 

The Song of the Alamo

The leaves of summer
are all withered.
The nights of joy
are nothing to me.
 
I will die without a kiss,
without a sweet smile
and I go back to heaven
by loving.
 
The world wakes up,
the sun heats up,
the earth calls to me—
it calls to me because
 
because you are not here,
because you do not know,
because you are far away,
far away from me.
 
~~~~~
 
I will die without a kiss,
without a sweet smile
and I go back to heaven
by loving.
 
The world wakes up,
the sun heats up,
the earth calls to me—
it calls to me because
 
because you are not here,
because you do not know,
because you are far away,
far away from me.
 

Nevada Smith

In your eyes
is the world I want
but my name
is now Nevada Smith.
 
There is no peace
for someone like me
who has a rifle
in place of a heart.
 
They know
because I am like this,
they will pay
me, Nevada Smith.
 
I love you
but I will not stay here.
It does not matter
if then I die.
 
Do not try
to restrain me.
Give me a kiss and then
I will go away.
 
When the sun
in a bit will appear,
my embrace
will leave you.
 
In your eyes
is the world I want
but my name
is now Nevada Smith.
 
Perhaps one day
I will return to you
without the hatred that is here
in my heart—
oh-oh-oh in my heart.
 

So Very Far Away

So very far away,
so very close by,
there is some place for us
in which to make dreams.
 
So very far away,
so very close by,
there is a day to await
what will come, what will come.
Hoping,
asking,
and if there is no destiny
what you hope will come to be.
Believe.
 
So very far away,
so very close by,
there is a place to dream,
there is a day to live.
Believe
always.
Believe.
 
~~~~~
 
what you hope will come to be.
Believe.
 
So very far away,
so very close by,
there is a place to dream,
there is a day to live.
Believe
always.
Believe.
 

The Hand of the Lord

You are a man and can never cry,
that is what she said.
Then she went away from us, she left us.
If my mother left us like that,
inside of me I thought, who knows,
why she never takes me with her?
 
The hand of the Lord is so great
it will bring her back to me
but heaven has given me nothing back
until I had you.
 
You, like my mother, you go away one day.
I taught you to love and you go away,
and happiness goes away.
My happiness goes away.
Here I cannot stop myself.
Without you, it does not exist for me.
 
The hand of the Lord is so great
it will bring you back to me.
Heaven cannot deny me everything.
I ask this of you alone.
 
You gave me love and you go away.
I gave you love and you go away
and happiness goes away.
My happiness will return.
I feel it brings you to me.
I see you running to me.
 
My happiness will return.
I feel it brings you to me.
I see you running to me.
 

Let's Think About It

(You have no mercy on a poem
that started from the end.
No, don't do that, do not go away.
I'm here, the one you made repent.)
 
Let's think about it in case we are together.
Let's try again,
you said it would all be useless,
and then what is the risk?
 
The clouds are there like diamonds
that search for themselves
and touch and embrace.
They melt themselves and cry like us.
 
(You have no mercy on a poem
that started from the end.
No, don't do that, do not go away.
I'm here, the one you made repent.)
 
Come here, close your eyes, come closer.
Give me one more moment, you want it.
Give me the moment you no longer loved me.
Stay here with me—
with me.
 
Let's try hand-in-hand
setting out
with you on the long path
without separating then, and it leads where it goes.
 
The clouds, if they are clearing up,
embrace languidly.
It is infinite love now I cry
and it rains down on us.
 
(No, you have no mercy, don't go away.
I'm here, the one you made repent again.
There is a bond here going away
if you can stop loving.)
 
Come here, close your eyes, come closer.
Give me one more moment, you want it.
Give me the moment you no longer loved me.
Stay here.
 
(No, you have no mercy, don't go away.
I'm here, the one you made repent again.
There is a bond here going away
if you can stop loving.)
 
(No, you have no mercy, don't go away.
I'm here, the one you made repent.
There is a bond here going away
if you can stop loving.)
 

Never Grow Up

A friend is two beers at the bar
speaking little but understanding each other right away.
How are you, how do you want me to be
now that she is no longer my story?
 
A friend is needed when you
have lost at the game
and no longer play
when you are in trouble.
 
A friend, you know, understands you on the fly.
He knows that you've lost her and you feel alone,
that our problems, you know, are the same and we
at any rate never grow up.
 
A friend, you know, is like the guitar
for sailors who dream of land,
a bit like us,
at any rate never grow up.
 
A friend is four beers at the bar,
the heart a bit drunk with life and freedom.
Of course we have thrown away
tickets, you know, for this lottery.
 
An unconscious friend is
an apple with a worm
but never indifferent
when you're in trouble (when you're in trouble).
 
A friend, you know, understands you on the fly.
He knows that you've lost her and you feel alone,
that our problems, you know, are the same and we
at any rate never grow up.
 
With a friend, you go to school and into the military.
He will advise you against mistakes at the altar
but he will be with you
when you regret it.
 
And you can go for a year
without phoning
because life now
goes by bit by bit,
but it is nice to waste time,
to laugh, and not to think
what friends
otherwise are doing.
 
~~~~~
 
When you are in trouble
and did not do it.
 
A friend, you know, understands you on the fly.
He knows that you've lost her and you feel alone,
that our problems, you know, are the same and we
at any rate never grow up.
 
A friend, you know, is like the guitar
for sailors who dream of land,
a bit like us,
at any rate never grow up.
 

Amazing Sunday

On Sunday, I will take you out on the lake.
You see it will be a sweeter way to say 'I love you.'
We will ride in a boat,
we might fish as well,
and pretend to be at sea.
 
If you knew, my love, how it pleases me
to leave while Milan is still sleeping.
Seeing it snoozing
and realizing that it is beautiful
before you begin to run and shout.
 
What an amazing Sunday,
the Sunday with you!
Every now and then I eat a flower,
I confuse it with your love.
How beautiful is nature
and how beautiful is your heart!
 
Ooooh!
 
How wonderful to be in the sun,
to feel like a child on an excursion.
Do you want to play?
How beautiful your compliments!
It is strange I no longer want to fish.
 
My love, what terrible hunger!
It must be this unnatural air.
It is beautiful to speak of love
between the fruit plate and the salad
and to tell you what good fortune to have met you.
 
What an amazing Sunday,
the Sunday with you!
Every now and then I eat a flower,
I confuse it with your love.
How beautiful is nature
and how beautiful is your heart!
 
Oo-oo-oo-ooh!
 
What an amazing Sunday,
the Sunday with you!
Every now and then I eat a flower,
I confuse it with your love.
How beautiful is nature
and how beautiful is your heart!
 

Siesta

In my village, when the sun beats down on the houses,
all of the people close their eyes and their shutters.
When siesta time arrives, celebration begins for me.
Instead of sleeping, I go walking alone with my love.
 
In my village, when the sun beats down on the houses,
we kiss in the square as if it were midnight.
The white air trembles and burns but, if she speaks to me,
I feel refreshed, I seem to fly, to stay by the seashore.
 
She gives me cherries and lilacs stolen from gates,
and puts crowns of kisses around my hair.
Like a king and queen, we cross the city
but people don't know it.
 
~~~~~
 
She gives me cherries and lilacs stolen from the gates,
and puts crowns of kisses around my hair.
Like a king and queen, we cross the city
but people don't know it.
 
In my village, people don't know it.
In my village, people don't know it.
In my village, people don't know it.
In my village, people don't know it.
In my village, people don't know it...
 

The Garage is on Fire

I together with you,
we have flown far
perhaps because
of a crazy passion between us.
 
Pushed by the wind
we landed in a dream
that hid a moon
blacker than ever.
 
And if your heart is beating fast,
it's your old TV.
The garage is on fire,
now only you are missing.
 
That summer I and you,
while I kissed your breast,
you whispered to the world
there is only you.
 
And if your heart is beating fast,
it's your old blue Fender.
The garage is on fire,
now only you are missing.
 
And if your heart is beating fast
with all of my taboos,
the garage is on fire,
now only you are missing.
 
~~~~~
 
I together with you
flew far.
Clearly the reason
was a crazy passion between us.
 
Wings of the dragon
from which to distill gasoline
in order to erase
the memory of you down here.
 
And if your heart is beating fast,
it's your old blue Fender.
The garage is on fire,
now only you are missing.
 
And if the sky turns black
it was not my voodoo.
The garage is on fire,
now only you are missing—
only you are missing—
only you are missing.
 

The Sword in the Heart

It was a look of love,
the sword is in the heart
and there it will stay.
You are beautiful at this moment,
more beautiful, now that the wind
takes you away from me.
 
Night, suddenly the night,
the heart that beats
now stops.
The rain still with the sun,
you see who is born
and who dies for you.
 
It was a look of love,
the sword is in the heart.
I feel like I am dying—
dying for you.
 
When you saw it,
you changed,
you lit up.
It's likeable,
it wasn't true.
I'm yours,
it wasn't true.
 
La-la-la, la-da-da, la-da-da-la-la!
 
It was a look of love,
the sword is in the heart
and there it will stay.
You are beautiful at this moment,
more beautiful, now that the wind
takes you away from me.
 
NNight, suddenly the night,
the heart that beats
now stops.
The rain still with the sun,
you see who is born
and who dies for you.
 
It was a look of love,
the sword is in the heart.
I feel like I am dying—
dying for you.
 

All That You Are

I stop again
to look at the sky, you know.
I realize
that I have never forgotten you.
I have another affair,
damn little more,
but in my every thought
you are here.
 
I walk slowly,
I walk across the sand to the sea.
I listen closely
to the beating of my heart.
I would like to keep
providing you with love
to tell you
how much I want you.
 
And every look that you have
in my eyes,
your every smile
reflects on my face,
enters into my dreams,
caresses your
breath.
 
All that you are,
all doubts and all troubles,
the soul that you have,
snow in your hair.
In this beautiful silence,
you have me sleeping
to feel if you are here.
 
And sometimes
I stay at home and look outside
of my window
to see if the world still has its colors
but it is gray,
the rain falls down.
It's another winter
and you are not here.
 
And if it is true
I would call you now
pretending
that there is nothing in the gesture—*
just a minute
to tell you how much I want you.
 
And every that look you have
in my eyes,
your every smile
reflects on my face,
enters into my dreams,
caresses your
breath.
 
All that you are,
all doubts and all troubles,
the soul that you have,
snow in your hair.
In this beautiful silence,
you have me sleeping,
I feel that you are also here.
 
You are
in my days.
You are
in my days.
 
For that look of mine you have
in my eyes,
your every smile
reflects on my face,
enters into my dreams,
caresses your
breath.
 
All that you are,
all doubts and all troubles,
the soul that you have,
snow in your hair.
In this beautiful silence,
you have me sleeping,
I feel that you are also here—
oh, you are here—
oooh, oh, you are here.
 
Mmmm, mmm-mmm-mmm, mmmmmmmm!
 

Goodbye, Rome

I envy you, the tourist, who arrives
and takes in the sites and the ruins,
then all of a sudden you find yourself
with the Trevi Fountain all to yourself!
 
There is a Roman legend
linked to this old fountain
whereas if you throw in a coin
fate will compel you to return here.
 
And while the coin kisses
the waters of the fountain
your song in the end
is this one.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You find yourself at lunch in Squarciarelli,
with fettuccine and wine of the Castelli,
as in the good times that Pinelli immortalized.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You see yourself enjoying a ride,
and think back on that ciumachella*
who was so beautiful and always said no!
 
I envy you, the tourist, who arrives
and takes in the sites and the ruins,
then all of a sudden you find yourself
with the Trevi Fountain all to yourself!
 
There is a Roman legend
linked to this old fountain
whereas if you throw in a coin
fate will compel you to return here.
 
And while the coin kisses
the waters of the fountain
your song in the end
is this one.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You find yourself at lunch in Squarciarelli,
with fettuccine and wine of the Castelli,
as in the good times that Pinelli immortalized.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You see yourself enjoying a ride,
and think back on that ciumachella
who was so beautiful and always said no!
 
~~~~~
 
You see yourself enjoying a ride,
and think back on that ciumachella
who was so beautiful and always said no!
 
Goodbye, Rome!
 

Postcard from Hong Kong

Postcard from Hong Kong
I will not receive,
this I already know.
You told me 'I will write'
but you already knew
other truths.
 
No letters for me.
Speculate why
it will not dissolve:
that fog over you,
over your city
seven hours ago.
 
How long eternity is!
It is a night that
no one will finish.
What will I make up,
what will I sing
to dream again?
 
So do you ever
think about that love
of the boy who
surprised you?
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 
~~~~~
 
Postcard from Hong Kong:
I will not wait,
whether you believe it or not.
Perhaps you already give another
kisses in Shanghai
and do not think of me.
 
How long eternity is!
It is a promise that
will not come true.
What will I write,
what will I sing
to still hope?
 
So do you ever
think about that love
of the boy who
enchanted you?
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 

A Hundred Bells

Tonight, do not say it to me,
the one whose heart you have bewitched.
The truth hurts.
Leave me this vision to hope.
 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, my love.
A hundred bells are saying no
but you, but you, my love,
if you have left me again, do not say it.
 
No, do not say it, do not speak.
Are you a woman or a witch? Who knows?
I have only one hope left,
one hope of what I was.
 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, my love.
A hundred bells are saying no
but you, but you, my love,
if you have left me again, do not say it.
 
No, do not say it, do not speak.
Are you a woman or a witch? Who knows?
I have only one hope left,
one hope of what I was.
 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, my love.
Even the witches told me no
but you, but you, my love,
if you bewitched me, tell me yes.
 

One Guitar, a Hundred Illusions

One guitar, a hundred illusions
and you in my eyes.
They were days that, for our love,
just a bit of sun was enough.
 
Today when life
can give me so much,
I am realizing that I have nothing
if you are not with me.
 
One guitar, a hundred illusions
and me in your dreams.
When I sang 'I Had a Heart'
you alone told me 'Bravo!'
 
Today when people
always smile at me,
my guitar becomes sad
and cries along with me.
 
Life of my life, where are you?
If only you knew the wrong you do to me!
Today when I can give you what you want,
you are not here—why, but why?
 
One guitar, a hundred illusions
and me in your dreams.
When I sang 'I Had a Heart'
you alone told me 'Bravo!'
 
Today when people
always smile at me,
I am realizing that I have nothing
if you are not with me.
 
My guitar becomes sad
and cries along with me.
 

I Love and Will Love You

If you, after having loved in vain,
no longer want to love anyone
because you forgot even me.
 
If you no longer want to love anyone,
come to hold the hand
that bound you once to me.
 
The tears that I have shed for you
are tears of love because:
 
I love you.
I love and will love you.
Hopelessly I will love you
as long as the world has life,
as long as the sun has light,
as long as I live
because I want to have you for myself alone
forever,
forever,
forever
for myself alone.
 
I love you.
I love and will love you.
Hopelessly I will love you
as long as the world has life,
as long as the sun has light,
hopelessly I will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
 
~~~~~
 
I love you,
I love you,
my love.
 
And I love you.
I love and will love you.
Hopelessly I will love you
as long as the world has life,
as long as the sun has light,
hopelessly I will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
 

Too Many Times

(Hey!)
(Hey!)
(Hey!)
 
How many times, too many times (hey!),
ever the answer no (hey!),
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you.
 
How many nights, too many nights (hey!),
I have thought that (hey!)
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you.
 
Now perhaps you will look for me—
look for me (hey-hey!).
Too late you realized that,
that you—
 
how many times, too many times (hey!),
ever the answer no,
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you.
 
~~~~
 
Now perhaps you will look for me—
look for me (hey-hey!).
Too late you realized that,
that you—
 
how many times, too many times (hey!),
ever the answer no (hey!),
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you—
I no longer care about you—
I no longer care about you!
 
(Hey-hey hey-hey-hey!)
 

When I Lose You

When I lose you
in the poison of a goodbye,
from the corner of darkness will appear
a smile like yours.
 
When I lose you,
crucifixion for a reason,
this sky will have the color of longing
and it will collapse on top of me.
 
My caresses without any sadness,
I want you more than ever.
Hence it was a jealous love
that cuts me wherever you go.
 
This love that holds me in captivity,
I want it more than ever.
I am waiting without any longer running away
from the sentence that you give me.
 
When I lose you
sliding down to the heart
accused of melancholy,
only then I will have you.
 
When I lose you
in the poison of a goodbye,
from the corner of darkness will appear
a smile like yours.
 
When I lose you,
crucifixion for a reason,
this sky will have the color of longing
and it will collapse on top of me.
 
When I lose you.
 
When I lose you.
 

My Child

My child, in your eyes,
there is my destiny
and your hand can guide me
through all worry.
 
My child, your mom is already
with another man
and will not search, will not return
in vain.
 
I even feel that there is a bit of her around
and in the kitchen there is still coffee.
I want to note down where she had everything
but all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me—
all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me.
 
My child, in your eyes,
you make big lakes.
The blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow.
 
~~~~~
 
I even feel that there is a bit of her around
and in the kitchen there is still coffee.
I want to note down where she had everything
but all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me—
all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me.
 
My child, in your eyes,
you make big lakes.
The blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow.
Blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow.
Blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow. (tomorrow)
Blue mountains can be the same. (tomorrow)
It's our tomorrow. (tomorrow)
(tomorrow)
(tomorrow)
(tomorrow)...
 

The Dawn and the Sunset

The dawn has certain things though
that the sunset does not imagine.
Every day is a page
in a book that you will write.
 
The enthusiasm of a young man
is something that contaminates
and penetrates your soul
but, over time, then it goes away.
 
Years and centuries will pass away.
They will pass away in an instant.
A thousand years you are comfortable,
a thousand loves for you.
 
Feel free to believe in fairy tales
but make sure you have me.
Do not make it happen
that I steal the dreams that you make.
 
~~~~~
 
In the mosaic of mankind
every single moment
is a piece that you put in yourself.
Believe me—
believe me.
 
I revealed myself
a thousand times to accomodate you.
Do not depend on age alone
and the law of time, you know.
 
The sunset knows things that
the dawn does not imagine now
and every life that you will seek,
remember it depends on you.
 
But you will see that you will make it,
yes, you,
yes,
you will make it.
 

Green

Green—
the land that I left.
I was looking for something that is not there.
Green—
the meadow where now
you will walk alone
and look for someone who is not there.
 
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
One day you will see,
one day you will see,
one day you will see
that I will be in the highest meadow.
 
Green—
the sea that I passed through
like many, many dreams deep in my heart.
Green—
the meadow where you
will wait for me and where you know
one day I will come back to you.
 
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
One day you will see,
one day you will see,
one day you will see
that the meadow will be always
 
green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-da-da-doo.
 

When the Sun is Hot

When the sun is hot here at the beach,
I feel you body tremble next to me.
It's your heartbeat, it's your face, it's your hair,
my delerium, I shudder, oh-oh-oh!
 
When the sun is hot here at the beach,
I feel you body tremble next to me.
It's your heartbeat, it's your face, it's your hair,
my delerium, I shudder, oh-oh-oh!
 
When the sun is hot—
when the sun is hot—
 
~~~~~
 
When the sun is hot here at the beach,
I feel you body tremble next to me.
It's your heartbeat, it's your face, it's your hair,
my delerium, I shudder, oh-oh-oh!
 
When the sun is hot—
when the sun is hot—
when the sun is hot—
sun—
sun—
till we meet again!
 

The Time to Die

Lord!
Oh Lord!
 
Motorcycle!
10 Horsepower!
All chrome!
It's yours if you say yes!
It cost me a life,
for nothing would I give it away
but I have a lovesick heart
and I know I would heal.
 
Don't say no!
Don't say no!
Don't say no!
Don't say no!
I know that you love another
but what can I do about it?
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you.
Tonight!
Now!
Yes!
 
I just need the time to die
in your arms like this.
Tomorrow you can forget, tomorrow—
but now, now tell me yes!
 
Don't say no! (No, no!)
Don't say no! (No!)
Don't say no! (No, no, no!)
Take everything I have! (Take it all, take it!)
I just need time to die (in your arms)
in your arms like this (in your arms).
Tomorrow you can forget, tomorrow—
but now, now tell me yes! (Tell me yes!)
Now tell me yes! (Yes, yes!)
Now tell me yes! (Yes!)
Now tell me yes! (Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!)
 
~~~~~
 
Oh, don't say no! (No, no!)
Don't say no! (Don't say no!)
Don't say no! (Don't say!)
Don't say no! (I know!)
I know that you love another
but what can I do about it?
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you (I want to love you)—
because I want to love you (I want to love you)—
yes—I want to love you (I want to love you)—
yes—to love (I want to love you).
Tonight! (Tonight!)
Now! (Now!)
Yes! (Yes, yes, yes, yes!)
 
I just need the time to die
in your arms like this.
Tomorrow you can forget, tomorrow—
but now, now tell me yes!
 
Oh, now tell me yes!
Oh, now tell me yes! Yeah!
Now tell me yes!
Now tell me yes!
I know that you love another
but what can I do about it?
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you.
 
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you.
 
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
no, because I want to love you—
because I want to love you, oh-oh-oh—
because I want to love you—
oooooh, because I want to love you.
Oh, sock it to me girl!
To love!
C'mon now!
To love!
Yeah!
 

Songs Out-of-Tune

I sing only with several friends
when we are at home and have drunk.
Don't think that we have forgotten you—
just last night, we were talking about you.
 
While walking home, my thoughts came back to you.
In bed, I turned around and said nothing
and I thought back to your voice so fresh and unique
that gave our group something special.
 
Enrico who plays, his wife makes up the choir.
Giovanni always listens, out-of-tune as he is.
Songs of love that still do good for the heart.
We are tired but content—
if you close your eyes, perhaps you hear us as well from there.
 
Another Sunday, we went to the lake.
I even caught a large pike that looked like a dragon.
Then, that evening on the train, we sang softly
the American song you sang.
 
Songs out-of-tune, words always slightly wrong.
Remember how many evenings passed this way.
 
Songs of love that still do good for the heart.
We almost always say sometimes no.
 
Songs of love that still do good for the heart.
We are tired but content—
if you close your eyes, perhaps you hear us as well from there.
 
Songs out of tune, words always slightly wrong.
Remember how many evenings passed this way—
this way
 

Ten Girls for Me

I saw a man who died for love.
I saw another who no longer had tears.
No knife can ever hurt you more
than a great love that holds onto your heart.
 
Ten girls for me might be enough.
Ten girls for me I want to forget.
Blond hair to caress
and red lips upon which to die.
Ten girls for me, for me alone.
 
One of them I want because she is a good dancer.
One of them I want because she does not yet know what love means.
Eh, one of them only because
she has been with everyone but me.
Ten girls like that, who just say yes!
 
I would like to know who said I no longer live without you.
Crazy, that's really crazy because perhaps he doesn't know
that I can have one for the day and one for the night
but that crazy guy knows me because he spoke the truth.
 
Ten girls for me might be enough.
Ten girls for me I want to forget.
Blond hair to caress
and red lips upon which to die.
Ten girls for me, for me alone.
 
I would like to know who said I no longer live without you.
Crazy, that's really crazy because perhaps he doesn't know
that I can have one for the day and one for the night
but that crazy guy knows me because he spoke the truth.
 
Ten girls for me—
ten girls for me—
ten girls for me
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you.
 
Yeah!
 

Loneliness

Loneliness is fear,
is not having you even in the imagination.
Loneliness enters little by little and then—
then it never leaves you.
 
The loneliness that you left me
of things that I no longer say or give,
of this love then of this nostalgia
and I no longer speak.
 
Only now do I know
things you tried
when it was I who went away.
If you would come back here just for a moment,
you would not leave anymore.
 
Loneliness is her waiting for me
and already ready for Sunday.
We go to the cinema and we live there I know,
speaking a bit about ourselves.
 
~~~~~
 
Only now do I know
things you tried
when it was I who went away.
If you would come back here just for a moment,
you would not leave anymore.
 
Loneliness is her waiting for me
and already ready for Sunday.
We go to the cinema and we live there I know,
speaking a bit about ourselves.
 

The Things I Don't Have

One city, one hundred cities.
I would like all of the world just for myself.
I wish I could be a king
to have everything I do not have.
I do not have,
I do not have
a dime to spend on you
but there is not,
no, there is not
anyone in the world more valuable
than you to me
now that I have you.
 
~~~~~
 
I wish I could be a king
to have everything I do not have.
I do not have,
I do not have
a dime to spend on you
but there is not,
no, there is not
anyone in the world more valuable
than you to me
now that I have you.