A keresés eredménye oldal 14

I'm burning I'm burning

My tired body
tell me how you endure
as you constantly drench
your forehead with tears
 
I'm burning I'm burning
who will feel me
I'm burning I'm burning
who will save me
 
I wonder how it holds itself
after so many storms
and finds the courage
in difficult times
I'm burning I'm burning
who will feel me
I'm burning I'm burning
and who will save me
 
Without love in life
and in the world's lie
my seigh has been left
as my only companion
I'm burning I'm burning
and who will feel me
I'm burning I'm burning
and who will save me
 

Ti's Not A Game

It's not a game I like you more than I should
It's not a game what I already feel for you
I like you and I like it more to be noticed in me
And may you notice you make me so happy.
 
It's not a game I call you in the early mornings
Just to hear you speaking
I can`t sleep if you don´t give me the good night.
 
I have so much bad dreams, it's more than true.
 
And it's not a game when I say I love you
When I say that in your eyes I found what I was looking for
Because since you came, although you don´t believe me
There's nothing missing me.
 
And it's not a game the affection I have for you
Because in so little time I learned to need you
It's not a game what I feel, I'm totally yours
Since you kissed me.
 
And it's not a game when I say I love you
When I say that in your eyes I found what I was looking for
Because since you came, although you don´t believe me
There's nothing missing me.
 
And it's not a game the affection I have for you
Because in so little time I learned to need you
It's not a game what I feel, I'm totally yours
Since you kissed me.
 

Babylon

Give me the power that burns full of passion.
With an intense scent, bring me emotions
Maybe...
One thousand and one nights of pleasure
Ah, and I will offer you fantasy...
 
And, in the gardens of Babylon
We'll find each other, having stopped
In that kingdom, full of desire.
Here, in the gardens of Babylon
Before that sacred throne
All our sorrows will go up in smoke around us.
 
Come into the delightful lake within me.
Rivers of nectar flow away
Sating your thirst.
The forbidden tree gives out the pleasure
That we will enjoy until the end.
 
And, in the gardens of Babylon
We'll find each other, having stopped
In that kingdom, full of desire.
Here, in the gardens of Babylon
Before that sacred throne
All our sorrows will go up in smoke around us.
 
Aaah!
 
And, in the gardens of Babylon
We'll find each other, having stopped
In that kingdom, full of desire.
Here, in the gardens of Babylon
Before that sacred throne
All our sorrows will go up in smoke around us.
 
Aaaah...!
 

Don't Give Up

No, don't give up.
No, don't run away.
Don't be afraid.
No, don't fail me...
 
You decide where you want to go:
No matter what happens,
You can count on me.
 
I've seen clouds hiding the sun
And dreams being destroyed by love...
But you, oh no!
You cannot give up!
 
Your mind builds up this mirage:
Don't let it entrap you!
Wake up and take my hand,
Choose your own destiny.
Don't give up...
 
No, don't give up.
No, don't run away.
Don't be afraid.
No, don't fail me...
 
You decide where you want to go:
No matter what happens,
You can count on me.
 
I know how painful it is to fail
And head people laughing at you...
but those who follow on your steps
Will show your true greatness!
 
No, don't give up.
No, don't run away.
Don't be afraid.
No, don't fail me...
 
You decide where you want to go:
No matter what happens,
You can count on me.
 
You can count on me...
You can count on me...
You can count on me...
Aaaaaah!
 
No, don't give up.
No, don't run away.
Don't be afraid.
No, don't fail me...
 

The First Man in Your Life

I'm going to fill your life with the perfume
Of red roses
And I will dress up your body
With a thousand caresses.
In your delicate hands,
You shall hold the fire...
Lay down on the bed, my love:
Do not be afraid.
 
If you invite me in,
I will enter you carefully.
I will do it slowly,
Like a soft breeze.
Please, do relax:
I want you warm
Like the sea at dusk...
My dear Siren.
 
Chorus:
Let's make love
My darling, without rushing!
A storm of passion!
Inexperienced young woman,
I shall be the first man in your life
That the very last resort...
 
Stop denying your thirst
And drink a little:
Love should be taken in like this,
In small sips.
Just allow yourself to be guided
By your instincts...
Then, add a little bit of feeling
With a moan.
 
Chorus:
Let's make love
My darling, without rushing!
A storm of passion!
Inexperienced young woman,
I shall be the first man in your life
That the very last resort...
 
Oh...
Ooooooh... Aaaaah!
 
Let's make love!
Aaaaaah!
 
I shall be the first man in your life
That the very last resort...
Ooooh...
 

We Are Children of Sunny-Red Honey...

We are children of sunny-red honey
And of brown and rusty-red earth -
In the dark we grew through flesh from birth,
And our nature resembles wild fire.
In the star hive for centuries' spread
Like the bees at the loins Aphrodite's,
We keep circling, encrusted with sun dust,
Over flame of the gold flower head.
 
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It's not me

It's not me (x4)
 
I don't know anymore whether I live or exist
There's a long time that you're lost.
I have all my lights shut down
and closed the door of my heart
Because also you have forgotten about me, my light
I haven't got to dream
And this isn't myself
without you I don't wanna live.
 
It's not me, it is what has remained from me
It's not me, if I don't have you anymore
It's not me, it's another that looks like me
And I love you, day and night are shouting to you
It's not me
 
You are missing and it's everything's fault to me
This world looks empty
And I dont talk, neither I'm being told
In nowhere, I I scatter like smoke
I don't care what happens around
I don't answer calls anymore
I just want to lean on the edge
And get fire like a paper
 
It's not me, it is what has remained from me
It's not me, if I don't have you anymore
It's not me, it's another that looks like me
And I love you, day and night are shouting to you
It's not me it is what has remained from me
It's not me, if I don't have you anymore
It's not me, it's another that looks like me
And I love you, day and night are shouting to you
It's not me, it's not me
It's not me, and I love you
 

Not of This World

Just how much it all turned! How much smoke it took just not to see what was of this world.
With toes always curled, when they said: 'son, you know you're simply not of this world.'
Just how much it all turned, but all is nothing apart from poetry that is of this world.
Grew up with no clear return, but the label always stuck - son, you're not of this world.
 
Son, you're not of this world, excess, like a pen leaking ink,
As if someone dug a crop out, or just cut off a link,
From a chain, where every one is exemplary (I piss on them!),
Every link with this world is going off tangentially.
 
As the cuts were stinging, I heated up the sand,
And whoever I meet now, a barrier stands,
And you're pretty much fine, but, rummaging inside you,
On goes the search for anyone a bit like you.
 
Where the mindless, the homeless, the shabby ones,
The smoked out Cauldfields and twitchy Durdens,
Anhedonia, and Jared Leto's omens,
We're born to amphetamine, nu-metal and Baphomet.
 
You're the type that can't believe the hype - we're Peter Pans,
We grow from days of foam, but we don't grow right,
Raving from a one track mind, the minibus leaves for a mini-home -
In his image, God makes man.
 
Chorus:
Just how much it all turned! How much smoke it took just not to see what was of this world.
With toes always curled, when they said: 'son, you know you're simply not of this world.'
Just how much it all turned, but all is nothing apart from poetry that is of this world.
Grew up with no clear return, but the label always stuck - son, you're not of this world.
 
Books spread opinions, doubts come from within them,
And from doubt, laziness, and from there, oblivion.
Michel Houellebecq, de Lautréamont, even Necromonicon,
Again, this world's a target for payback.
 
DJs, tapes and decks - all that type.
Seems you're like bad wounds, infecting all life.
Of us, the city thinks the worst, one stab and then you're burst.
The truth is like a fungus - born from fights over this curse.
 
Where's Aldous fucking Huxley now? Don't you like this brave new world?
Then you're just a kid - back to the creche, get out!
Surrounded by defeats, and by failures, by cursed poets and those blessed with graphomania,
The knights of subculture, defenders of glass covers, warriors of lacquer, forgotten music lovers.
It's like this world hangs over a glass fucking panel, but I can see the light at the end of your sonic tunnel.
 
Chorus:
Just how much it all turned! How much smoke it took just not to see what was of this world.
With toes always curled, when they said: 'son, you know you're simply not of this world.'
Just how much it all turned, but all is nothing apart from poetry that is of this world.
Grew up with no clear return, but the label always stuck - son, you're not of this world.
 
Just how much it all turned! How much smoke it took just not to see what was of this world.
With toes always curled, when they said: 'son, you know you're simply not of this world.'
Just how much it all turned, but all is nothing apart from poetry that is of this world.
Grew up with no clear return, but the label always stuck - son, you're not of this world.
 

All Wolves Except Me

What is your name?
I've heard it somewhere before
Where are you going at this time? Aish! I don't know
When I ask you to eat you like it
If I ask you if you have a partner I'm asking manners
Those words that I'm not that kind of oppa
That's just your thoughts
Anyways, the result is the men are going mad
 
Oh please my lady
They are probably aiming for you
Oh please my lady
Just focus now you idiot
Play boy just play boy, he must be a play boy
Oh please my lady
That dark, black mind I don't know what to do with you
 
I'm angry, angry
Try changing perspectives anyone would be more angry
I'm following, following
Wolves that have a sheep costume on are following
 
All wolves except me only you don't know
All wolves except me you don't know
Doesn't matter if it's a church oppa
Or if your parents are close friends
All wolves except me you don't know
 
Decline Decline Decline Decline
Block Block Block Block
Decline Decline Decline Decline
Block Block Block Block
Doesn't matter about the age gap or if it's a oppa with a girlfriend
All wolves except me only you don't know
 
Even if I don't look the video is obvious
I shake my head at that guys attitude
Actually, these days gloomy means lonely
Or why would day contact you
They want counseling
Or they want girls introduced to them
I heard that he has an interest in you
It’s on and on and on tell them you have a partner
Remember all wolves except me
 
I'm angry, angry
Try changing perspectives anyone would be more angry
I'm following, following
Wolves that have a sheep costume on are following
 
All wolves except me only you don't know
All wolves except me you don't know
Doesn't matter if it's a church oppa
Or if your parents are close friends
All wolves except me you don't know
 
I love you so much I worry too much
Do you know my mind? It's not that I can't trust you
The boys around you just won't leave you alone
Just stay by my side please be my baby
 
Wait wait
Uh listen carefully as an easy example
I have business and I went to meet
A fellow school hoobae
But sadly I had to go at night even though it's an assignment
Of course that hoobae is sh*t
He's a chromosome like hoobae
Do you understand my mind? You're like the ocean
The deeper I fall into you the worse my longing is
 
All wolves except me only you don't know
All wolves except me you don't know
Doesn't matter if it's a church oppa
Or if your parents are close friends
All wolves except me you don't know
 
Decline Decline Decline Decline
Block Block Block Block
Decline Decline Decline Decline
Block Block Block Block
Doesn't matter about the age gap or if it's a oppa with a girlfriend
All wolves except me only you don't know
 

Eyes of almond color

What have they done to me
set my heart ablaze
me such as I am
they have thrown on my knees
 
Eyes of almond color
those two jewels
if they'd shed a tear
they'd kill me instantly
 
Eyes of almond color
those two jewels
everything they do, I love it
[they] drive me to madness
 
For me love would stop breathing
if she'd stop looking at me
the songs in me would stop ringing
if they wouldn't look at me anyome
 
Eyes of almond color...
 
Kadija te tuži, kadija ti sudi

That's why

'Cause inspiration has its rights
Each of us cares about his/her own freedom
'Cause the mind goes ahead but the heart backward
That's why
 
Strange me, strange you
Imagination without boundaries - three witches
And it raises us above the time
Above the time
 
'Cause our sounds has been broken
And great words haven't swollen
We are where we are not supposed to be
But we want to live
 
'Cause friendship is strongly attached to us
And love is something that happens only once
And we still don't know what is what
...and this too
 
TURUTUTU
 
In the air, songs and dust are hanging
And there's nothing to lose anymore
'Cause the dream about flying is coming back
Yes, this one
 
And again we're lighter than two butterflies
'Cause only with music, it makes sense
And we will not give up, oh no...
...you already know how it is
 
TURUTUTU
 

Gas gas/ Sexy rythm

Versions: #1#2
Even Good Lord is happy when the poor have fun
Make sure you bury me standing when I die
So I can continue dancing when I have a chance
 
Hey, what is life!
Life’s a bag of bollocks
We’d better sell the little we have
And make a big party
 
GAS, GAS, GAS, GAS,
 
Hey rhythm, rhythm,
Hello, hello, hello, HEY, SEXY RHYTHM
Hey penniless, hey you poor,
With you I have no problem
 
But what will I do with the rich ones?
They’re a bit fat for dancing
They look a bit dead.
Gas, to the dash-board
 
Let’s go pretty girl
Push the pedal all the way
And on! As long as there’s gasoline!
 

From Nothing God Created Earth...

From nothing God created Earth.
An artist, learn from Him, His dearth, -
And if your talent is a sand grain,
Produce a miracle with it,
Grow endless forests with your wit,
And like a fairy bird through hard rain
Soar high to heavens brightly lit,
Where free heat lightning glows without rein,
Where timeless flow of cloudy tides
Runs through light blue abyss divides.
 
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Innocent games.

there's something I call confessing
It's when I talk and talk about what you do 2 me
there's something I call postponing
It's when I don't decide to get rid of you
There's something I call having an accident
There's something I call having an accident
There's something I call having an accident
 
You have the quality of
being so horrible, so empty
so sterile, so predictable
so sick, I hate you and so Irreversible
 
I wanna see on the ground
And let the worst insect attacks you
Return to me without defects
 
I don't want anymore
I don't play anymore
 

Game of Chess

Each time we agree to meet, it's the same.
The things you say don't fulfill their promise, ever:
'It's late, I must be going. Don't you see that
if I stay they'll get mad at me?'
 
No, no - I can't.
There is a clock that never stops for our love.
You tell me, 'Look, soon I'll be back.
Tomorrow we will see each other again. '
 
It's a game of chess to love you so much.
How hard it is to have your love.
It's a game of chess to love you so much.
How hard it is to have your love.
 
No, please, don't do this to me again.
I don't want to make a wrong move again.
 

I didn't ask much

I've heard way too many stories
but none of them is similar to this one
I lived too many questions for you
without knowing what's happening and why
 
I wasn't asking much , only a hug
and a few sweet words, a few words from you
and you came like a threat like a deathly bullet
to destroy a whole life
 
I've heard way too many stories
but this one is going to be in history
I've done the craziest sacrifices for you
and I'm still doing them and I don't know why
 
I wasn't asking much , only a hug
and a few sweet words, a few words from you
and you came like a threat like a deathly bullet
to destroy a whole life
 
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SOS egy földlakó veszélyben

Miért élek, miért halok meg
Miért nevetek, miért sírok
Itt látható az S.O.S
Itt egy földlakó veszélyben
Én soha nem léptem a földre
Én inkább volnék egy madár
Rosszul érzem magam a bőrömben
 
Szeretném látni a világot fejjel lefelé
Ha valaha is lehetne sokkal szebb
Sokkal szebb a látvány felülről
Felülről nézve
 
Engem mindig zavart az élet
Azok a komikus képregények
Vágyódom az átalakulás után
Én érzek néhány dolgot
Mely engem vonz
Mely engem vonz
Mely vonz engem felfelé
 
Milyen nagy lottó a világegyetem
Nem találtam el a jó számot
Rosszul érzem magam a bőrömben
 
Nem irigylem, hogy egy robot
Föld alatti metrót építő dodó*
 
Miért élek, miért halok meg
Miért nevetek, miért sírok
Azt hiszem elragadnak a hullámok
Egy másik világbéli helyszínre
 
Én soha nem léptem a földre
Én inkább volnék egy madár
Rosszul érzem magam a bőrömben
 
Szeretném látni a világot fejjel lefelé
Én inkább volnék egy madár
Aludj gyerek aludj**
 

Menyasszony

Péntektől hétfőig veled vagyok,
Naplopó, pénz nélkül, viszont a tied vagyok.
Ígérem neked, ez csak ideiglenes,
Szeretném, hogy legyél biztos bennem.
A szüleid nem szeretnek engem,
Hülyeségeket beszélnek, azt mondják, én el foglak pusztítani.
Mindenki azt mondja, rossz vagyok, de ez ideiglenes.
Szeretném, hogy tőlem várj gyereket.
 
Refrén:
Az én menyasszonyom, te vagy az én menyasszonyom,
És, hogy őszinte legyek, nekem olyan szerencsém volt veled.
Az én menyasszonyom, te vagy az én menyasszonyom.
Kíváncsi lennék, ez álom-e vagy valóság.
 
Péntektől hétfőig veled vagyok,
Nem kell játéknak nevezni az érzéseimet.
Te ezzel ne viccelődj, hiszen én komolyan gondolom.
Menj, mondd meg a rokonoknak, hadd töröljék le a könnyeket.
És a fehér ruhában felvetted a fátyolt,
A szemedben megláttam, mennyire ezt akartad.
És most elvesztettem a fejem,
Szeretném, hogy tőlem...
 
Refrén:
Az én menyasszonyom, te vagy az én menyasszonyom,
És, hogy őszinte legyek, nekem olyan szerencsém volt veled.
Az én menyasszonyom, te vagy az én menyasszonyom.
Kíváncsi lennék, ez álom-e vagy valóság.
 

Kell-e

Más szerepeket játszunk
Annál is inkább, te játszol az én szerelmemmel.
A határán vagyok, a mezőn, a harcmezőn.
Akárhogy is, neked nem én hiányzom, akárhogy is.
Lapozgatom a fotókat az albumban, ahol veled vagyok,
nagyon király, törölni a fájlokat az iPhone-ból.
A háttérképet, amelyen mikrofonnal vagy,
Másnak énekelsz a fájdalomig ismert szerelemről.
Kikapcsoltam a wi-fit, nincs internet,
És ha te hirtelen nem lennél, lehet - te vagy a projektem.
Moszkva a fényben úszik, éjjel hármat mutat az óra.
De, nem ég a szememben [a láng], elaludt, elhalkult, eltűnt.
Az ízed az ajkaimon, a hajad illata,
Évekig emlékezni fogok rá, habár nem volt komoly.
De, mi a kérdés: kik vagyunk mi egymásnak?
És szeretlek téged, de kell-e...?
 
Kell-e ez minden nekem, kell-e .. ?
Hiszen mi egymástól távol vagyunk, távol vagyunk.
Mintha Dalí, Dalí képén lennénk,
Te csak töröld el töröld ki, töröld ki.
 
Kell-e ez minden nekem, kell-e .. ?
Hiszen mi egymástól távol vagyunk, távol vagyunk.
Mintha Dalí, Dalí képén lennénk,
Te csak töröld el töröld ki, töröld ki.
 
Egy korty víz eloltja a szomjat,
A fejedben, te, töröld ki kétszer.
Bátor tett - nem aludni öt napot egymás után,
Rád gondolni, számolni a másodperceket, perceket.
Kereszteződtek az útjaink, megyek a marsrutkával,
A metróig, aztán stoppal haza.
Nekünk nincs közös utunk, de te, napolj el.
Keresztülmentem ezeken a pókhálókon, menj te is.
A sétáink a Tverjszkajan az Arbat felé,
Hisz mi legalább szerettünk járkálni valahová.
Az első találkozás időpontja, örökre megjegyzem,
Győzelem Park, én és te, egy őrült este.
De kitörlöm az emlékeimet, elfelejtem és elalszom,
De mindig emlékeztetni fog rólad a tetoválás.
Ugrás a semmibe, kik vagyunk mi egymásnak?
Szeretlek téged, de kell-e ...?
 
Kell-e ez minden nekem, kell-e .. ?
Hiszen mi egymástól távol vagyunk, távol vagyunk.
Mintha Dalí, Dalí képén lennénk,
Te csak töröld el töröld ki, töröld ki.
 
Kell-e ez minden nekem, kell-e .. ?
Hiszen mi egymástól távol vagyunk, távol vagyunk.
Mintha Dalí, Dalí képén lennénk,
Te csak töröld el töröld ki, töröld ki.
 

Ego

Ego, figyeld az egódat,
ego, figyeld az egódat!
 
Hiányoznak a rózsáim,
felemelem a fejem és magasan tartom, és
felemelem a fejem és magasan tartom.
 
Tudom, hogy ő az erősebb,
mert képes megtörni a csendet,
megtörni a csendet.
 
Úgyhogy találkozzunk a tengernél, látod, a miénk,
(de) mi valahol máshol vagyunk.
 
Az aranyosan csillámló homok rá emlékeztet,
rá emlékeztet,
de most Half Moon Bay-en vagyok,
jó messzire (tőle),
jó messzire.
 
Amikor látom a rózsáimat,
a világ lassabban forog,
lassabban.
 
És azt hiszem, erősebb ő,
mint bárki más, akit ismerek,
akit ismerek.
 
És az út alatt, szüksége van a szerelmünkre,
most nem vigyáz rám,
most nem vigyáz.
 
Úgyhogy találkozzunk a tengernél, látod, a miénk,
(de) mi valahol máshol vagyunk.
 
Az aranyosan csillámló homok rá emlékeztet,
rá emlékeztet,
de most Half Moon Bay-en vagyok,
jó messzire (tőle),
jó messzire.
 

Ébresztőóra

Első versszak:
Megőrül az ébresztőórám, amikor alszom.
Hiszen ő nem érti, hogy nem szeretem.
Nekem nehezemre esik reggel korán ébredni.
Az első percek - egyszerűen borzasztó.
 
Úgy nem akarok felkelni, adj még öt percet.
Erősen megölellek, a többi dolog megvár.
Nem fog minket kínozni a telefon, csendes üzemmódban.
Nem vagyok még elérhető.
 
Nyisd ki a szemed, alvó szépség.
Csókolj meg, hiszen ez tetszik nekünk.
Megmarad ez az éjszaka az emlékeimben.
Nagyon kár, hogy ez csak egy álom volt.
 
Refrén [x2]:
Ébressz, ébressz, ébressz, amíg tekered a hajcsavarót.
Kilenckor munka, minek húztalak fel?
Ébressz, ébressz, ébressz, amíg tekered a hajcsavarót.
Kilenckor iskola és menned kell.
 
Második versszak:
Megőrül az ébresztőórám, elkapom.
Mivel ma nem késhetek el.
Hogy ne aludjak el, újra és újra felhúzom.
Várjon csak a világ, mi otthon maradunk.
 
Nyisd ki a szemed, alvó szépség.
Csókolj meg, hiszen ez tetszik nekünk.
Megmarad ez az éjszaka az emlékeimben.
Nagyon kár, hogy ez csak egy álom volt.
 
Refrén [x4]:
Ébressz, ébressz, ébressz, amíg tekered a hajcsavarót.
Kilenckor munka, minek húztalak fel?
Ébressz, ébressz, ébressz, amíg tekered a hajcsavarót.
Kilenckor iskola és menned kell.
 

Ha te engem nem szeretsz

[Refrén:]
Ha te engem nem szeretsz, akkor én se.
Ha engem elfelejtesz, akkor én is.
 
[Első versszak]
Veled nem találom az irányítást
Most hazaküldöm a szerelmem józanodni,
Nem éri meg, ezek csak pletykák, nem vagyok olyan, ne hidd el,
De időnként ezek a kurvák dörömbölnek az ajtómon nekem.
 
De hogy voltál képes? De hogy voltál képes
Meztelenre vetlőztetni minden egyes érzésünket?
Mondd másnak ezeket a szavakat
Bla-bla-bla
 
De én tudom, hogy te nélkülem
Nem akarsz, nem akarsz, nem akarsz
De velem veled nem lehet
És neked szól ez a dal.
 
[Refrén:]
Ha te engem nem szeretsz, akkor én se.
Ha engem elfelejtesz, akkor én is. [x2]
 
[Második versszak]
Hosszan, hosszan csókollak
El lehet mindent felejteni a továbbikban.
Tűvel szurkáltál.
Ne legyen igazad.
 
Egy szál most,
mint az ég, az ég, az ég, az ég.
Nézek a szemedbe, éjjel nem én szerettem őket,
Hanem valaki más helyettem.
 
Ha én más karjaiban leszek,
Emlékezz, mit mondtál akkor.
Inkább ne is búcsúzz el, lüktet a homlokom.
De én tudom, hogy te nélkülem
Nem akarsz, nem akarsz, nem akarsz,
De velem veled nem lehet
És neked szól ez a dal.
 
[Refrén:]
Ha te engem nem szeretsz, akkor én se.
Ha engem elfelejtesz, akkor én is.