A keresés eredménye

I Don't Know Who Told You

Just for you I gathered so much longing,
The plain in flower, the song of the stream.
Among them I sowed a star
And then I hid them in my heart.
Only you don't see them,
When you look me in the eye
And I hid them, because you don't believe me.
 
My eyes don't lie to you,
They reaped in them year after year
Golden flowers from the field,
The whole sea and the silver woods.
I don't know who told you
That it's not good to believe in my eyes.
Leave me your smile
And look at them.
 
I don't know who told you
That loves die at dawn,
Like a ray of a star
Or like the wind blows clouds away.
I don't know who told you
That it's not good to believe in my eyes.
Leave me your smile
And look at them.
 
My eyes don't lie to you,
They reaped in them year after year
Golden flowers from the field,
The whole sea and the silver woods.
I don't know who told you
That it's not good to believe in my eyes.
Leave me your smile
And look at them.
 
I don't know who told you,
I don't know who told you,
But don't believe him!
 

Talk to me about spring

If you'd ask me why the days seem to me like passing
At the speed of a snail,
I'd tell you :
I was waiting for you.
 
If you'd ask me why I feel like I am lost
In an unknown city,
I'd tell you :
I was looking for you.
 
But because, you see, no star told me when you will come
And how you will come,
I have stopped, yes , I stopped,
And since then, I completely gave up.
Let the weeks pass in their will,
As they like...
But I was still hoping
That you will come.
 
Talk to me about spring
Like about a truth near,
Which promises you happiness
And keeps its word.
 
Talk to me about spring
Like how you talk about love
And whole era of youth
I'll keep silent and I'll listen to you.
 
If you'd ask me how I succeed to make confessions
Even just through glances
I'd tell you :
That's how I am .
 
I don't feel sorry that I let the weeks pass by
In their will
As they like,
Because I knew that you'd come.
 
Not about something else, but talk to me...
 
Talk to me about spring
Like about a truth near,
Which promises you happiness
And keeps its word.
 
Talk to me about spring
Like how you talk about love
And whole era of youth
I'll keep silent and I'll listen to you.
 
And whole era of youth
I'll keep silent and I'll listen to you.