A keresés eredménye oldal 2

It's So Good That You Are

It’s a fortuity of my being:
and then, the happiness in this heart of mine
is stronger than me, stronger than my bones,
that you crush in your embrace –
ever so painful, ever so divine.
 
Let’s talk, let’s speak, let’s utter words,
long and glassy, like chisels that separate
the cold river from the delta’s hot curves,
day from night, slate from slate.
 
Happiness, take me on high and slam
my brow against the moon,
until my world, overlong and in excess,
may turn into a column or something
much higher, something soon.
 
It’s so good that you are, so wondrous that I am!
Two different songs, colliding, intertwining,
two colours that never met before,
one from down below, turned toward the ground,
the other from high above, almost torn
in this unseen before fiery storm
of the wonder that you are, and the fortuity that I am.
 

The little drunk girl

Who will love me? And who will love me?
And who will love me? Who will love me?
If I'm a little drunk girl who vomits pure rage.
If I'm a little drunk girl who vomits pure rage.
Who will love me? Who will love me that way?
Who will love me? Who will love me that way?
On my neck I always wear a cloth with a knot
In my village I always wear a cloth with a knot
Against this violent world, lacking feelings
Everyone is criticized, all the saints are perfect.
But I'm not interested in anyone's opinions.
But I'm not interested in anyone's opinions.
And who wants to love that way? And who wants to love that way?
And who wants to love that way? And who wants to love that way?
If for a love I kill and afterwards I die of sorrow
If for a love I kill and afterwards I die of sorrow
and one was left crying and the other one kept living
and one was left crying and the other one kept living
How many loves do you carry, little dark one from Peru?
How many loves do you carry, little dark one from Peru?
I don't know yet, but soon I will know.
I don't know yet, but soon I will know.
I still have to see death's back
I still have to see death's lap.
 

Lamentation of the caterpillar

Versions: #2
I ask you not to mix up a Blue caterpillar
With a ganderish goose:
Geese don't change into anything
They gite, they bite, -
But the Blue caterpillar is no bird
And no goose but a caterpillar.
 
I must stand still and hide -
I shall become a larva, -
A change as a result into a butterfly
After a plan, after a plan.
Now if the plans are imagined -
not my, not my,
And fail to be carried out -
not my, not my, -
Here they are practicable
you are mine, you are mine!
 

I used to read Pushkin all night till sunrise...

I used to read Pushkin all night till sunrise-
About the green oak and golden chain on it.
And now I'm by the Seaside,
Along the Pushkin places on a business trip.
 
To bewitching potion I prefered beer and mead,
Though Pushkin wrote: ' Nothing got into his mouth, not a bit...'
 
In truth, the beer, as luck would have it,
It became bitter,
You can't let it all be spilled
Straight to anywhere!
 
I used to work at water-power plant, thermal power plant and on the channels,
I have seen all, but here I was speechless:
The green oak, all of it, was covered with initials,
And Kolya Volkov here was a great success.
 
And in my hot poetic veins,
Excited utterly after visiting the pub,
I began frantically digging in old memories
But, it seems, I had a bitter path.
 
On the unseen path there were empty cans,
They have never seen here, the huts on the chicken's legs,
I've stumbled on two skinny *March cats,
I asked them to sing, but without any success.
 

Hello

Hello!
I am calling you to know how are you
I had nothing to do so I called you
To tell I dreamed about you
Hello!
It's so good to hear your voice again
Despite the distance between us
there is something I have to say
Actually I called you
This dream I made yp to hear you
And to tell you I have cried
And the loneliness is hurting inside me
Ohhh ahh
I lied, 'cause I didn't want to suffer
Ohhh ahh
I just wanted to tell you
I miss you so much
Hello!
I am calling you to know how are you
I had nothing to do so I called you
To tell I dreamed about you
Hello!
It's so good to hear your voice again
Despite the distance between us
there is something I have to say
Actually I called you
This dream I made yp to hear you
And to tell you I have cried
And the loneliness is hurting inside me
Ohhh ahh
I lied, 'cause I didn't want to suffer
Ohhh ahh
I just wanted to tell you
I miss you so much
Ohhh ahh
I lied, 'cause I didn't want to suffer
Ohhh ahh
I just wanted to say
I miss you so much
I miss you so much
 

Roman Guitar

Versions: #2
Under a mantle of stars
Beautiful Rome appears to me.
Lonely is my heart, disillusioned with love
wants to sing in the shadows.
 
A silent fountain
and a balcony upstairs.
Oh my Roman guitar,
do accompany me.
 
Play, oh play, my guitar,
let my dear heart cry,
homeless and without love
only you now remain.
 
If the voice is a little veiled
accompany me quietly,
my beautiful fornarina
there is no more to the balcony.
 
Purple shadows are creeping
and the fountain is weeping,
hear the trees gently sigh
while the wind's murmured by
as they ride from afar.
All my memories awaken
'neath each bright watching star.
Play for one who's forsaken,
oh my Roman guitar.
 
Play, oh play, my guitar,
let my dear heart cry,
homeless and without love
only you now remain.
 
If the voice is a little veiled
accompany me quietly,
my beautiful fornarina
there is no more to the balcony.
 
Oh my Roman guitar,
do accompany me!
 

Being with you

I have a thousand stars
and the moon and the sun
and the light of your look,
and the light of your look in my heart.
I have the clouds of the sky
and the tides of the sea
and if I have your love,
and if I have your love I don't want anything else.
 
By being with you, with you, with you
suddenly I feel happy,
and when I look at you, at you, at you
I forget the world an myself,
 
how wonderful is to love you this way
by being with you, with you, with you I feel happy.
 
When the new day is snowing
I don't feel the lack of sun
and the snowflakes,
and the snowflakes look colorful.
 
When the evening ends
and everything gets cloudy
my road lights up,
my road lights up if you look at me again.
 
By being with you, with you, with you
suddenly I feel happy,
and when I look at you, at you, at you
I forget the world an myself,
 
how wonderful is to love you this way
by being with you, with you, with you I feel happy.
 
how wonderful is to love you this way
by being with you, with you, with you
by talking with you, with you, with you
by dreaming with you, with you, with you
I feel happy.
 
Happy!
 

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Remember

Remember, remember,
Remember, remember.
 
That road of the lighthouse, remember,
when the evening fell, remember,
the tides of that beach
was sleeping in ther light,
your hand over mine
remember, remember.
 
The evening glows golden,
with the sun dying
the tides of that beach
were sleeping with the night.
Remember, remember,
Remember, remember.
 
I took you by the hand
out at sea of love,
I took you by the hand
out at sea of love
Remember, remember,
Remember, remember.
 
The others know nothing,
and they must not know,
I took you by the hand
until we lost the trace.
Remember, remember,
Remember, remember.
 

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A sun of man

I dreamed that one day
would cross in my way
that man who the destiny
would take me to his love.
While dreaming I imagined him
young, strong, pretty and tall.
As there were none of them left,
as there were none of them left,
I found a baldy.
 
But that's really a man, a man
who worths at least by three.
And I bless his name, his name
and I love him the way he is.
Because he got me at his feet
because he got me at his feet
and because he's a sun of man.
In my sad nightmares
he placed peace and became the owner
of my love and its dream
of my love and its dream
that now he inspires them.
 
And that owner of my love
is you, you doctor.
And that owner of my love
is you, you, you, you, you,
you, you doctor.
 

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How good, how good

How good, how good, how good!
To know that you feel the same I do
How good, how good, how good!
To know that I'm inside your heart
 
How good, how good, how good!
To know that the love you give to me is true
How good, how good, how good!
To know that happiness is waiting for me
 
Hours seem like centuries, days seem like the eternity
Then when I'm with you, time passes flying
 
But, how good, how good, how good!
To know that your kisses are now for me
How good, how good, how good!
How good the love I feel for you!
How good, how good, how good!
How good the love I feel for you!
 

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The early bird

Listen boy that it can happen
that something in life will call you.
Love issues sometimes use to be
simple things to overcome.
That one who comes singing and goes
is so happy that he can't be happier
and if he says first
'I love you', he's winning.
 
The early bird catches the worm.
Who comes first will win.
The early bird catches the worm.
Life stuff and nothing more.
 
The gone days will never return
run to her side and make up your mind.
Love issues sometimes use to be
simple things to overcome.
Go and calm your nerves boy
that girl likes you surely
and if you say first
'I love you', you're winning.
 

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Chichita of the Iguazú

Chichita the neighbour
went to Iguazú
to get wet on the falls
the prettiest of all the south.
 
She saved for fifty two weeks
and took an excursion
with bus, little bar
with bathroom and TV.
 
How not to take the chance then
I won't lose the chance
to travel on a large scale
of talking with pretty people
and buying a nightgown.
 
What a vegetation! What a vegetation!
Oh, what a vegetation!
Four different tones of green!
Isn't over there
the India, beautiful blend?1
 
Chichita amazed
tells about her blue trip
What a long trip!
even more than the falls
Chichita got excited.
 
With the blessed hand of the man
the white hand Jesus
that destroyed the Iguazú
but created the Itaipú 2
and illuminated a zone
that already had its light.
 
The frontier people do everythinh
on a large scale. Do you realize?
look that while doing the work
three thousand workers died, poor of them.
 
Chichita very amazed
I tell you?
Tells us about Paraguay
What a roll
How cheap is everything If you see,
we saw very cheap things
Radios, natives and ties
we bought pictures
of Japan and cataracts.
 
Chichita with cataracts.
I can't
she couldn't see the roar
Couldn't see anything
the pulverized water
obscured her the guaraní landscape.
 
The thirty degrees in the shade
crushed me
left her dazed,
covered with rare bugs.
But how wonderful
the air conditioning
how lucky I live here
so far from my America
 
Chichita could avoid very well
the relief sensation
that violence caused her,
though slipped by a memory
of a certain night of burning love
and indecence.
 
Chichita could avoid very well
the relief sensation
that the flow caused her,
taking the filth below
all the filth inevitably
Though a wish scaped.
 
May the rapids fall,
may they break, I'm feeling like getting naked
May they beak it all
May the chaos come please
may they undo me
May that native undo me
May the hard stream hits
may the stream become red
Red
May it hit against the had violently
Yes, violently
 
But she tamed herself
Her education let her tame herself
and behave maturely
politely, delicatedly, calmly
 
Chichita wore out by God
dreaming on that jump
Chichita came back wore out
with fungi on the skin.
 
I don't mind the lice
I'm a natural-born tourist
of those beautiful experiences
one returns much richer
 
The funniest thing of the trip
she tells us laughing out loud
if was when her crazy husband
did the great joke
he came and ask the guide
Hey guide,
Is it still too long to reach to Montevideo?
 

• 1. A reference to the guarania 'India'
• 2. The Itaipú dam

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We Made It.

Versions: #2
Could be the wind will shift, run out of breath, that I am wrong.
Could be you get confused, the tide could turn, or everything dry up.
Could be the sea calls out, could be that shadows fall.
Could be clouds block the sun and could be that all the rules change.
 
It’s going to happen to us.
Come raining down upon us in every way.
But you will see, that we’re going to rise above
Dodging the pitfalls
Running so quickly
Outwitting all the fears
 
You’ll see just how you’re going to dance
when I say to you in the end
We made it.
 
Could be that everything’s easy, the days just roll on, it all goes together.
Could be the dreams are matching, the mirror laughs, and it never gets tired.
And could be there comes a time it grows foggy some winter
Could be because you’ll see I’m not always successful.
 
It’s going to happen to us.
Come raining down upon us in every way.
But you will see, that we’re going to rise above
Dodging the pitfalls
Running so quickly
Outwitting all the fears
 
You’ll see just how you’re going to dance
when I say to you in the end
We made it.
 
Because we have got this.
We even avoided the routine
That everything that goes up must come down
but it goes back up again. (x2)
 
And you will see, that we’re going to rise above
Dodging the pitfalls
Running so quickly
Outwitting all the fears
 
You’ll see just how you’re going to dance
when I say to you in the end
We made it.
 

The Golden Age of Love

My hands are in love,
alas, my mouth loves -
and see, I am suddenly aware
that things are so close to me
I can hardly walk among them
without suffering.
 
It is a sweet feeling
of waking, of dreaming,
and I am here now, without sleep -
I clearly see the ivory gods,
I take them in my hands and
thrust them, laughing, in the moon
up to their sculpted hilts -
the wheel of an ancient ship, adorned
and spun by sailors.
 
Jupiter is yellow, Hera
the magnificent shades to silver.
I strike the wheel with my left hand and it moves.
It is a dance of sentiments, my love,
many a goddess of the air, between the two of us.
And I, the sail of my soul
billowed with longing,
look for you everywhere, and things come
ever closer,
crowding my chest, hurting me.
 

A Poem

Versions: #1#2
Tell me, if I caught you one day
and kissed the sole of your foot,
wouldn't you limp a little then,
afraid to crush my kiss?...
 

Sentimental Story

Versions: #1#2
Then we met more often.
I stood at one side of the hour,
you at the other,
like two handles of an amphora.
Only the words flew between us,
back and forth.
You could almost see their swirling,
and suddenly,
I would lower a knee,
and touch my elbow to the ground
to look at the grass, bent
by the falling of some word,
as though by the paw of a lion in flight.
The words spun between us,
back and forth,
and the more I loved you, the more
they continued, this whirl almost seen,
the structure of matter, the beginnings of things.
 

Another kind of Mathematics

Versions: #1#2
We know that one times one is one,
but an unicorn times a pear
- have no idea what it is.
We know that five minus four is one,
but a cloud minus a sailboat
- have no idea what it is.
We know that eight
divided by eight is one,
but a mountain divided by a goat
- have no idea what it is.
We know that one plus one is two,
but me and you, oh,
we have no idea what it is.
 
Oh, but a comforter
times a rabbit
is a red-headed one of course,
a cabbage divided by a flag
is a pig,
a horse minus a street-car
is an angel,
a cauliflower plus an egg
is an astragalus.
 
Only you and me
multiplied and divided,
added and substracted,
remain the same...
 
Vanish from my mind!
Come back in my heart!