A keresés eredménye

Leaves

Vodka, soda
It will solve my grief
I'll be better with it
For a little while
 
Miskolc, the city
Marta, my heart many times
I became a stray here
Whose soul is dirty
 
Never gentle, never
It will be me, no
Hiding, my wild self
A liar in every way
 
I also hurt
The one who loves me
Just leave it, really
It will be better for you
 
The leaves turn yellow
My baby is right there
She stands below them in silence
It makes her cry
 
She won't have anything to do with me anymore
I've always been afraid of that
If she finds out
I'm not a good person
 
In the snow, in the winter
I was on the edge of freezing many times
It eats the soles of my shoes
Miskolc ruined it
 
I didn't find peace
Let's say I wasn't looking for it
I became a stray here
Whose soul is dirty
 
I've tricked myself a hundred times or so
That's what it's like for the one who is never well
I saw it sober in the sunlight
But the dentures flashed at night
 
I also hurt
The one who loves me
Just leave it, really
It will be better for you
 
The leaves turn yellow
My baby is right there
She stands below them in silence
It makes her cry
 
She won't have anything to do with me anymore
I've always been afraid of that
If she finds out
I'm not a good person
 

I'm diving deep

I'm either stoned,
or not awake,
This taxi is shaking so much,
the night flows through
Without you, alone,
there is no control.
The morning will find me
somewhere, too late.
 
Chorus:
I was very stressed out,
I am not ashamed of it.
Now I am drunk,
and diving deeper.
Down towards the depths
everything is hazy.
Either that, or I'm not awake,
my clouded retina
doesn't see you.
And I can't get any air,
I'm so afraid that it's over. (I'm so afraid)
 
I have written a whole lot of hit songs,
A few of my relationships broke off because of them
But from you, I wanted a child
Seems like I really fucked this one up
I'm swimming in money,
but losing you right now,
Nobody else can be as beautiful as you, no,
as beautiful as you are on all of the pictures.
 
Now I am drunk,
I am not ashamed of it.
Now I am drunk,
And diving deeper,
Down towards the depths
everything is hazy.
Either that, or I am not awake,
my clouded retina
doesn't see you.
And I can't get any air,
I'm so afraid that it's over. (I'm so afraid)
 
(Manuel:)
The world is sick, nothing is what it seems, yeah,
I hope this direction will take me home, but
As long as I'm here, I have my glass in hand and I'm sipping my
 
And I cant get any air,
the chain is a bit tight,
I admit, I can't fly,
I don't know what is hurting,
This is what what destined for me,
I am sorry, that's just me.
My life is running too fast,
The brakes aren't working, yeahh.
 
Now I am drunk,
I am not ashamed of it.
Now I am drunk,
 
And diving deeper, (diving deeper)
Down towards the depths (towards the depths)
everything is hazy, (everything is hazy.)
Either that, or I am not awake, (not awake)
my clouded retina (clouded retina)
doesn't see you. (doesn't see you)
And I can't get any air, (can't get any air,)
I'm so afraid that it's over. (I'm afraid that it's over, so afraid)
 

Winter

Look at the trees, covered in rime
Watching our actions, boys' girls'
Some stay broke, whilst other become superstar,
There's where everything's good, elsewhere one's told: It's cancer
Life's sometimes like a yogurt-ad,
You just smiling without a reason, until they say 'ta! bye'
Then it happens, you'd only cry all day,
Sometimes I'd cry too, at my father's grave.
And there's a lotta villains, huge masses, quite
But what's worth the offensiva to thy gift.
Smiling widely, you can spit in their faces, the trees will see too thus they note who become heroes.
Pudding-freely I'm staying just myself, and I'm only asking you too, not despair in fear.
Smiling widely, you can spit in their faces, the trees will see too thus they note who become heroes.
(Remember the heroes)
 

My rose

My rose is such a pretty girl
That her coffin
Is maybe a golden safe
In it sleeps my golden rose
Golden freckles on her rosey cheek
 
And sometimes i ask for a kiss
My rose is a poison, sweet
Her coffin is open wide
Crying in there i lie too
 
The ribbon of my rose
Flies in the wind, storm tosses it
My rose loved it so much
(but) it's no longer on her hair.
 
And sometimes i barely beg
My rose to arrive home
Her coffin is open wide
She lies there too, crying
 
My rose is such a pretty girl
If she hugs me, my heart bursts
She'll put me into bed,
And she'll hug me once again
 
And sometimes if i think i see her
My rose in summer's wind
Her coffin is open wide
We both lie in it, crying
 

Mein Engelchen

Mein Engelchen ist ein solches Mädchen,
das Wölfe hatten einst erzogen,
und es hat mit einer Fata Morgana getanzt,
und es ist verduftet im Stille,
mein Engelchen.
Es ist mein Engelchen.
 
Mein Engelchen ist ein solches Mädchen,
sieben Kontinente umarmen es,
es planscht in schönen Meeren
und es wiegt sich im Tanz in den Wolken,
mein Engelchen.
Es ist mein Engelchen.
 
Refrain:
Weil ich jetzt keinen anderen habe,
nur mein Engelchen, mein Engelchen.
Egal, wo sie ist,
das ist mir recht, das ist mir recht.
Weil mein Engelchen mich immer findet.
Ich würde summ‘n:
das ist mir recht, das ist mir recht,
dieses Lied.
 
Mein Engelchen ist ein solches Mädchen,
grillige Träume reißen es,
Winde flechten morgens seine Haare,
so ist anders mein Engelchen.
Es ist mein Engelchen.
 
Mein Engelchen legt sich mit dem
Unendlichen an und fürchtet sich niemals,
es baut eine Kutsche aus Rosmarin,
Grillen ziehen sie.
So beruhigt sie mich still.
Es ist mein Engelchen.
 
Refrain:
Weil ich jetzt kein anderen habe,
nur mein Engelchen, mein Engelchen.
Egal, wo sie ist,
das ist mir recht, das ist mir recht.
Weil mein Engelchen mich immer findet.
Ich würde summ‘n:
das ist mir recht, das ist mir recht,
dieses Lied.
 
Weil ich jetzt kein anderen habe,
nur mein Engelchen, mein Engelchen.
Egal, wo sie ist,
das ist mir recht, das ist mir recht.
Weil mein Engelchen mich immer findet.
Ich würde summ‘n:
das ist mir recht, das ist mir recht,
dieses Lied.
 

Here every sound hurts

Here every sound hurts
 
It hurts when yesterday
I wrote this song
My painful heart dies
Here every sound hurts.
 
Here every sound hurts
 
There you stood and asked
Let's turn back again
Let's hug one another for one minute
You told that you'd want it.
 
The streets heard it
It heard that you cry
My painful heart dies
It will be better if you live for someone else
 
This city now is
so pernicious / harmful, that
Among the houses
Every sound is painful
 
Then once you will,
You will just once,
Be surprised that
Here every sound hurts.
 
Here every sound hurts.