A keresés eredménye

Moon-Forehead*

I told her: 'Hey, Moon-forehead!'
She said: 'Yes, dearly beloved?
My dearly beloved, oh my dearly beloved!'
I told her: 'Where is the flower's bud?'
She said: 'My lips!
My dearly beloved,
Oh my dearly beloved!'
I told her: 'Why are you unkind, Moon-forehead?'
She said: 'I want to burn you (make you suffer)
until you know my value (appreciate me)'
I said: 'I shall be sacrificed for your coquetry!
I'm happy at heart that I have made you my fiancée
I sit on my knees at your feet
Oh Moon-forehead, dear Moon-forehead!'
 
I told her: 'Why are you scandalous, dear Moon-forehead?
My dearly beloved,
Oh my dearly beloved!'
She said: 'Don't speak of scandals!
I have a harvest of golden hair,
My dearly beloved,
Oh my dearly beloved!'
 
I told her: 'I'll build you a house from clay and mud'
She said: 'If you love me, fit me into the house of (your) heart'
I said: 'I shall be sacrificed for your coquetry!
I'm happy at heart that I have made you my fiancée
I sit on my knees at your feet
Oh Moon-forehead, dear Moon-forehead!'
 
I told her: 'Come, Moon-forehead! Let's make a promise'...
 
*Moon-forehead is the name of a character from an old Persian tale, about a girl who washes her face in a magical river, and she does not only becomes much more beautiful but the moon's image appears on her forehead too. In this song, the nickname refers to the beauty of the girl which it is written about.
 

My Land

I have become homeless
I have moved from one home to another
Without you, I have always been with sorrow
.
 
My only love, my existence
My poems and songs have no meaning without you
 
My land
So exhausted of persecutes
My land
Silenced without songs1
My land
Impatient without medicine (hope)
My land
 
My land
Who has sung your sorrow?
My land
Who has solved your problems?
My land
Who has been loyal to you?
My land
 
My moon and my star, my new way
I can't live anywhere but in you
They stole your treasures to enrich themselves
Everyone in turn, broke your heart
 
My land
So exhausted of persecutes
My land
Unsung and silenced
My land
Impatient without medicine
My land
 
My land
You're like someone who is awaiting
My land
You're like a desert full of dust
My land
You're like a grieve heart
My land
 
Became homeless
I moved from a home to another
Without you, I have always been with sorrow
.
 
My only love, my existence
My poems and songs have no meaning without you
 
My land
So exhausted of persecutes
My land
Silenced without songs1
My land
Impatient without medicine (hope)
My land
 
My land
Like someone who is awaiting
My land
Like a desert full of dust
My land
Like a grieve heart
My land