A keresés eredménye

I'd Like To

I'd like to give you a kiss
I'd like to know more about you
So what if I desire you?
If I can't forget you anymore?
 
I'd like to take you to Corcovado1
At night go to lower Leblon2
And after that kiss
So what if we go listen to music?
 
Listen to much bossa nova
Carlos Lyra, Menescal, and Tom3
And after another kiss
If we made love, that would be good
 
Ay, how marvelous if every day was like this
Bossa nova music, a guitar
You close to me
 
I'd like to give you a kiss
I'd like to know more about you
So what if I desire you?
If I can't forget you anymore?
 

• 1. the mountain in Rio that Christ the Redeemer is located on, literally 'hunchback'
• 2. an upperclass neighborhood in Rio
• 3. refers to bossa nova musicians Carlos Lyra, Roberto Menescal, and Tom Jobim

Bitter Sunday

[Verse 1]
I know what you're thinking
We haven't known each other that long
And you don't see it like a game
Instead you want the truth
You really don't believe me
That I'm no different to how you see me
These are difficult times
But everyone knows
That you just want to complicate things, even us
Even us
Even us
 
[Chorus]
A bitter life
You've given me
I've never wanted it
And thanks for leaving me
A bitter life
It's complicated
It's always been like this
And thanks for leaving me like this
 
[Verse 2]
And I know, how I know that you don't want me anymore
From the balcony, you've thrown me to the bottom
And you, acting as if, as if
There wasn't a place for me
And working kills me, Sunday is bitter
Life fucks me
And you're an accomplice
Of my existential doubts
These are difficult times
But everyone knows
That you just want to complicate things, even us
Even us
Even us
 
[Chorus]
A bitter life
You've given me
I've never wanted it
And thanks for leaving me
A bitter life
It's complicated
It's always been like this
And thanks for leaving me like this
 
[Bridge]
I want a bitter and strange life
I have it in my DNA
She loves me so much that she won't go away
 
[Outro]
A bitter Sunday
A bitter Sunday
A bitter Sunday
A bitter Sunday
A bitter Sunday
A bitter Sunday
A bitter Sunday
And thanks for leaving me like this
And thanks for leaving me like this
A bitter Sunday
A bitter life
A bitter existence
And thanks for leaving me like this
A bitter Sunday, bitter Sunday, bitter Sunday
 

Virgin Mary

If I were a cream ice-cream
You'd eat me
And I swear I didn't know at all
You suffered
And you've been walking in a hood and with no make-up
For four days
And you would like not to meet anyone anymore
And you hide
 
I don't want you to smoke weed
Because weed makes you laugh
There's nothing to laugh about
There's nothing to laugh about
 
And I didn't know anything, I didn't know anything
About these new moves
I still remember you with that pink ribbon
Fries and Coca-Cola
 
And now I'd like to know who you're mad at
And why you didn't come to look for me and never told me
 
I don't want you to smoke weed
Because weed makes you laugh
There's nothing to laugh about
There's nothing to laugh about
 
Your books, your clothes and voice notes of these days
Questions, what do you want to do with these years as an adult
Words fly fly fly
Fly fly fly fly away
Fly fly fly away
Fly fly fly fly
 
I don't want you to smoke weed
Because weed makes you laugh
There's nothing to laugh about
There's nothing to laugh about
 
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Portovenere

For example
I would like you to sit
I have to tell you one thing
Despite all the time that has passed
We have exaggerated now
 
And it doesn't matter
if you've already bought a spare bikini
Give it to your friends
Who are in love with Sardinia
Even when it is May and it is cold
 
And it doesn't matter
If you know my name by the heart
 
I have told you
It is a little bit particular moment
I want to be left alone
Put in the bag that sunscreen
You cannot get burnt this way
(get burned) by my words
 
By my performance anxiety
By that illusion
 
Are you sure that you've taken the ticket?
It looks like it's raining and that it's going to be cold
And it doesn't matter
If you know my name by the heart
 
I will always tell you that
I will always tell you that
You and I, what are we going to do at the seaside?
We can only get unwell
 
It is better to work
 
Than to quarrel
And I didn't say that I don't want to travel
For example
Do you remember Salento two years ago?
What a lot of fun
 
There were people with cut faces
and those who went to the beach with make up on
We were alone
In a matrimonial room
on the third floor
 
With a view on the people who talk
And we were with the TV and the ball
And it doesn't matter
If you know my name by the heart
 
I will always tell you that
I will always tell you that
You and I, what are we going to do at the seaside?
We can only get unwell
 
You and I at the seaside
 
It is better to work
than to quarrel
And I didn't say that I don't want to travel
 
And it doesn't matter
If you know my name by the heart
I will always tell you that
I will always tell you that
You and I, what are we going to do at the seaside?
We can only get unwell
You and I at the seaside
It is better to work
than to quarrel
And I didn't say that I don't want to travel