A keresés eredménye oldal 20

I'm sweet as sugar

When you're small, you ain't got nothing to laugh about
Cause people think they can walk all over you
But I tell all you guys, that are mean:
Small cats have sharp claws
That's why I also don't take any shit
For I know exactly how to win in this game
 
I am sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can be a tigress
I'm sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you'll leave me
I can turn into a tiger
 
Dangers are lurking everywhere
And since a few years, i've been learning
You can't be friends with everyone
But i don't have to pour out my heart to you
It#ll always be the way it is
I wanna be happy with you for a lifetime
 
I am sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can be a tigress
I'm sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you'll leave me
I can turn into a tiger
 
I am sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can be a tigress
I'm sweet as sugar
But I warn everyone who kisses me
If you're a meanie
I can turn into a tiger
 
Translation Mine if not indicated otherwise. Please feel free to spread it like typhoid but I demand 5000 blessings in return. Booyakacha !!

For thirty centimes

he lives in the city, only minutes from here
And every day at four thirty, he drops by my place
then i go to the station, and wait for im
and i already know, it's gonna be a rad evening
 
for thirty centimes, the train's gonna bring him to me (1)
for thirty centime, my fortune's gonna arrive with him
then the two of us are dreaming, and kiss each other
we're so happy for only thirty centimes
 
then he is there, and we get so close
how you only can be when you love each other dearly
he's mine alone, and I'll be there for him alone
and our happiness only costs thirty centimes
 
if the two of us wanna go to the disco
or watch the champs-élysées at night
I walk to the station and take the train to him
and already feel, it's gonna be a great evening
 
for thirty centimes, the train's gonna bring him to me (1)
for thirty centime, my fortune's gonna arrive with him
then the two of us are dancing, and laughing at the same time
we're so happy for only thirty centimes
 
he's with me, and I'm with him
And we can understand each other without much money
Thirty centimes are buying a whole world for us
And only do, what the two of us like
 
Thirty centimes are enough for us two
For with thirty centimes we can be happy
 
Translation Mine if not indicated otherwise. Please feel free to spread it like typhoid but I demand 5000 blessings in return. Booyakacha !!

I say yes, you say no

we can never agree on anything, it's simply like that
and noone wants to give in - if I say yes, you say no
when i want to dance, you don't
If there's a move we could go to - you say yes, I say no
 
Anything that pleases you, just doesn't work for me
If I tell you 'white', then you answer 'blue'
 
we can never agree on anything, it's simply like that
but if you say 'kiss me' - I say yes and you say yes
If its worth argueing about, it makes us love even more
that's how young folks love - a kiss 'yes' - a kiss 'no'
 
Anything that pleases you, just doesn't work for me
If I tell you 'white', then you answer 'blue'
 
we can never agree on anything, it's simply like that
but if you say 'kiss me' - I say yes and you say yes
that's how young folks love - a kiss 'yes' - a kiss 'no'
 
that's how young folks love - a kiss 'yes' - a kiss 'no'
that's how young folks love - a kiss 'yes' - a kiss 'no'
 
Translation Mine if not indicated otherwise. Please feel free to spread it like typhoid but I demand 5000 blessings in return. Booyakacha !!

Praises of My Francisca

Upon new chords of you I sing.
And the new-born bud you bring
From solitude, the pure heart's Spring.
 
Your brows should be with garlands twined
Woman of delightful mind,
Who our trespasses unbind.
 
As the wondrous balm of Lethe,
Through thy kisses, I will breathe thee.
All are magnetised who see thee.
 
When my vices, wild and stormy,
From my wonted courses bore me
It was You appeared before me,
 
Star of Oceans! you that alter
Courses, when the pilots falter —
Take my heart upon your altar.
 
Cistern full of virtuous ruth,
Fountain of eternal youth,
Give to dumbness speech and truth!
 
What was dirty, you cremated,
What uneven — you equated,
What was weak you re-created.
 
Inn, on the hungry roads I tramp,
And, in the dark, a guiding lamp
To steer the lost one back to camp.
 
To my strength add strength, O sweet
Bath, where scents and unguents meet!
Anoint me for some peerless feat!
 
Holy water most seraphic,
On the lusts in which I traffic
Flash your chastity ecstatic.
 
Bowl of gems where radiance dances.
Salt that the holy bread enhances,
And sacred wine — your name is Frances!
 

All for music

Their heads are full of ideas
ideas about partying
and their incomprehensible language
makes them laugh or makes them cry
 
They even forget who they are
and the unavoidable questions,
and feeling prevails over sense.
They surrender themselves in unison
 
They give all for music
and they repeat these words
disjointed and illogical
as you say magic words.
All for music
and they shake their heads
like real mechanisms
like real dynamos
 
All for music
and they clap their hands
like meek drama queens
like crazy fanatics
All for music
 
And, like bashful lovers
they forget their lives as they live
and their eyes reflect the light
like stars in the universe
 
They give all for music
and they repeat these words
disjointed and illogical
as you say magic words.
All for music
and they shake their heads
like real mechanisms
like real dynamos
All for music
and they clap their hands
like meek drama queens
like crazy fanatics
All for music
 
All for music...
 
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Miss Chang

Far away from her origins, her history,
she tries to loose her memory.
Far away from the monsoon and the black and blue sky,
in a totally different world,
uprooted by fate...
 
Miss Chang,
all she asks is
to get to understand
what she's doing there.
If you know how to be tender,
Miss Chang
gets closer to you.
Without your eyes asking,
theirs become sweeter.
 
She says in her language
the words that are said everywhere.
She calls love 'Solena'1,
but love left her stranded here2.
 
Miss Chang
Miss Chang
 
Far behind her eyes, she knows how to hide
all her joy and despair.
Far [reaching] is her incurable hope3.
Her smile is her immense strength
Her smile is her blade4
 
Miss Chang,
all she asks is
to get to understand
what she's doing there.
If you know how to be tender,
Miss Chang
gets closer to you.
Without your eyes asking,
theirs become sweeter.
She says in her language
the words that are said everywhere.
She calls love 'Solena',
but love left her stranded here.
 
Miss Chang
Miss Chang
 
If you know how to be tender,
she settles in your arms5
She shows you her room
and she whispers softly
a few words in her language
that you don't understand.
 
Miss Chang
Miss Chang
Miss Chang
 

• 1. I've always wondered what language that alludes to
• 2. assuming the correct spelling is 'l'a oubliée'. Another possible meaning would be 'l'amour, elle l'a oublié là' ('here, she forgot about love'), but that would be somewhat broken French
• 3. the poetic repetition of 'loin' prevails over syntax here
• 4. 'arme blanche' is a generic term for all kinds of bladed weapons. I suppose it's used here for the 'blanc' alluding to (white) skin color, but I can't see how to render that in English
• 5. that rather evokes a cat or a baby being craddled in someone's arms

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Turn it off and chill out

Our cars are sleeping in the street like babies
and soul music lingers on the FM
There's nothing but fog left on TV channels
There is someting between us,
something we like,
and if you mean to tell me
what your eyes mean to tell me,
please, don't wait until the end of the night.
 
Turn it off and chill out,
turn off the light and turn off the sound
Relax, turn it all off
Relax, chill out, turn it all off
Let's get back to ourselves
Turn it all off
 
The world is hanging on a thread.
Me, I'm hanging on my dream.
 
Let's remain in control of time and computers
and get back in an instant to Adam and Eve era
Turn off the dream machines
Listen to my heart speaking
If you want to hear me say
what my eyes want to say to you
please, don't wait until the end of the night
 
Turn it off and chill out,
turn off the light and turn off the sound
Relax, turn it all off
Relax, chill out, turn it all off
Let's get back to ourselves
Turn it all off
 
Relax, chill out, turn it all off
 
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Hong Kong star

You'd have wanted to play Hamlet
but the propositions you got
are big tear-jerkers and interminable soap operas.
In your star uniform, you do your shows and collect lovers
You had your eyes de-slanted1
now how could you turn them blue?
 
(chorus)
Hong Kong star, you weren't born where you wanted
You don't have the skin you'd need, the one from the real dollar country
 
Hong Kong star, you're not thankful to fate
In your phoney Las Vegas, you dream black and white dreams
 
Hong Kong star, there's a Chinese in your mirror
You're nothing but a Hong Kong star
 
You're not really 'on the way' to play with Faye Dunaway.
In your island, Hollywood is a cheap dream for young film stars
 
(chorus)
 
You're nothing but a Hong Kong star (x4)
 

• 1. I think the idea is quite clear, but though 'débrider' exists in French, it usually has a completely different meaning. Not sure the word exists in English either, btw

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How to tell him

In the middle of the crowd
on a Sunday afternoon
In the middle of the crowd
I admit it is him
 
In the middle of the crowd
of these people who smile at me
of all my enemies
I admit it is him
 
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
How to tell him, how to tell him
 
In the middle of the crowd
On a Sunday afternoon
I feel nervous, not cool
I admit it's him
 
In the middle of the crowd
The strangers of my life
I would like him to understand
Let him take me far from here
 
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
How to tell him, how to tell him
 
If he can wait for me, if he can wait for me
If he can reach me, let him come to me
If he can understand, if he can hear me
and joins me let him come to me
let him come to me
 
In the middle of a crowd
that he is taking may from from here
 
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
 
Yakov Ben Ionatan

Calypso

He told me looks is what it counts
And of course I haven't realized then
That he was ogling far away from my shoulder
This girl, who had made him burning on fire
And I was lacking compared to her bronzed skin
 
For calypso
Bésame mucho (Kiss me whole)
Dizziness from hot countries
He always said: 'let's go'
I'm not in the mood for this
 
Calypso
He was all the time over cloud 9
Dancing there pretty soon
Calypso, tico tico tico
Calypso
 
It's true I'm not the spangle type
Nor death who watch over us
Behind those big hats, Mexican sombreros
And I find them too sugary these syrups
Even if the sun here doesn't shine as much
 
For calypso
Bésame mucho (Kiss me a lot)
Dizziness from hot countries
He always said: 'let's go'
I'm not in the mood for this
 
Calypso
Ritmo latino
Dancing there pretty soon
Calypso, tico tico tico
Calypso
 
Everyone with their chosen heroes
Him Dario Moreno
Me Police or Toto {calypso, a retro-story)
Me Elton or Bowie
And him Luis Mariano {calypso, past love}
Me Janis or Carly
And him Gloria Lasso {calypso}
 
Calypso
He isn't the man that I need
Everyone with their chosen heroes
Me Police or Toto
Him Dario Moreno {calypso, amor latino}
 
Adiós Paco (Bye)
Hasta luego (See you soon)
 

I Need love

His eyes crossed my eyes
Like a laser ray
I've been projected somewhere
Else than on the Earth
Help
I need love
Help
I need love
 
With him I feel like dancing
Barefoot in the light
I feel like walking on the sea
Planing in the air
Help
I need love
Help
I need love
 
Like the Earth needs the Sun
(I need love)
 
Like the stars need the stars
(I need love)
Like the sky needs the sea
(I need love)
Like the summer needs the winter
(I need love)
I need love (x7)
 
As i need music
As I need light
As i need water
As i need air
Just a little love
I need love
Just a little love
I need love
Like the bird needs wings to fly
(I need love)
Like the moon needs the night to shine
(I need love)
I need love
 

Love in France

Your eyes in my eyes
And your hand in my hand:
That is love in France.
A bike on the edge of the road:
That is love in France.
All the mandolins on Earth
Play our melody,
We close our eyes
To be in Italy.
 
The shining Sun,
The singing birds:
That is love in France.
And you, who love me
As much as I love you,
You know that as long as there are
Hearts pulsing
For a song
With daily words
That will always be love in France.
 
The spring, summer, autumn
And then winter all pass by,
I am always with you
By the sea,
You are the most beautiful woman,
You will always be the one with
Which it will never be over.
 
The aeroplane that brings you midday:
That is love in France.
The waves that rock our flowery dreams:
That is love in France.
When, sometimes, it happens
To have a fight out of jealousy,
We know that we will
Make peace anyway.
 
A crying baby,
A hand that's reaching out:
That is love in France.
And you, who love me
As much as I love you,
You know that as long as there are
Hearts pulsing
For songs
With daily words
That will always be love in France.
 
An accordion
Playing at a ball:
That is love in France.
A girl is leaving you and that hurts you:
That is love in France.
All the mandolins on Earth
Play our melody,
We close our eyes
To be in Italy.
 
That is love in France...
 

Stay with her

I know that our affair no longer makes sense,
I know that all my time with you, I lost, 1.
while I offered you the best of my life,
you were betraying me with another love.
For me, you only have the crumbs,
for me, there is no time,
you don't give me love.
 
Stay with her if you love her so much,
because, what was ours, it is already over.
Stay with her if you love her so much,
because, what was ours, it is already over.
 
Let's hope that she loves you,
that she pampers you too,
that she appreciates and respects you, as I used to do.
There is the door, you can leave already,
because, I repeat, what was ours, it came to an end.
There is he door, you can leave already,
because what was ours, it's now over.
 
What are you waiting for? You can already leave me,
you see that there is nothing, there is nothing else to say,
you know that the other one, is already waiting,
she will see it is very late, she can get mad.
For me, you only have the crumbs,
for me, there is no time,
you don't give me love.
 
Stay with her if you love her so much,
because, what was ours, it is already over.
Stay with her if you love her so much,
because, what was ours, it is already over.
 
Let's hope that she loves you,
that she pampers you too,
that se appreciates and respects you, as I used to do.
There is the door, you can leave already,
because, I repeat, What was ours, it came to an end.
There is he door, you can leave already,
because what was ours, it's now over.
 

hitem vitt tovább

mint a vitéz
ki küzd ádáz csatában
harcol, megvív és győz
 
sok éjszakán át
sötét árnyak
lelkemet tépték
 
szívem erősebb volt mint a kór
kegyes volt, az élet
elhagytam a sötét poklát
hitem segített, egyre tovább.
hitem vitt tovább
 
mély folyó feküdt elém, húzott mélyére
hegy állta utam, ágaskodott
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
az hajszolt,
hogy te otthon vársz
 
vágyom szüntelen a végső utat
ahol lelkünk összeér
föllángol mint a tűz
nincs többé fájdalom
nem bánok semmit sem
nem bánok semmit már
a csalódások nem törnek le
nevetni is tudok már
 
mély folyó feküdt elém, húzott mélyére
hegy állta utam, ágaskodott
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
az hajszolt,
hogy te otthon vársz
 
a sors adott egymásnak
a szerelem a sors nekem
az hajszolt, hogy otthon vársz
az hajszolt hogy otthon vársz
hegy állta utam
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
hajszolt, te otthon vársz
 
mély folyó feküdt elém, húzott mélyére
hegy állta utam, ágaskodott
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
az hajszolt,
hogy te otthon vársz
 
mély folyó feküdt elém, húzott mélyére
hegy állta utam, ágaskodott
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
az hajszolt,
hogy te otthon vársz
 
mély folyó feküdt elém, húzott mélyére
hegy állta utam, ágaskodott
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
az hajszolt,
hogy te otthon vársz
 
mély folyó feküdt elém, húzott mélyére
hegy állta utam, ágaskodott
mély völgy tátongott, keresztbe az úton
az hajszolt,
hogy te otthon vársz
 
fordította Gaál György István
 

A saját emlékeim

Idővel kiderül, hogy a szavaink nem az igazat mondják
A szépséged több mint egy ok erre
Néhány bocsánatkérés, arra szolgál, hogy elejtsünk párat
Elmesélem, kik is voltunk igazából
Elrejtve egy sokkal távolibb helyen
Mintha egy fényképet néznénk
 
Talán mindenki hibás valamiben
Minden hibának van miértje
A csöndben megbocsát magának
És mindenki
A saját igazát ölti magára
A másik felük ruhátlan marad
 
Minden háznak elmondom
Minden zárt ablaknak
A kutyának, ha meg is harap
A férfinek és a rózsájának
A hirdetőtábláknak
A minket néző világnak
Hogy meggyőzem magam, bármi áron igazzá tegyem
Az én saját emlékeim
Mert igaznak kell lenniük, bármi áron
Az én saját emlékeim
Az én saját emlékeim
 
Utazás közben egy hosszú kanyar a napjaidban
Megérted majd, a te saját emlékeid
Por a szíveden, amit le kell törölnöd
Mindenki meghozza a saját döntéseit
Megkeresi mindnek az okát
Mivel mindenki saját magáért küzd
A tükörben mindenki
A saját igazát hallja
Feltéve, ha a másik felük néma marad
 
Minden háznak elmondom
Minden zárt ablaknak
A kutyának, ha meg is harap
A férfinek és a rózsájának
A hirdetőtábláknak
A minket néző világnak
Hogy meggyőzem magam, bármi áron igazzá tegyem
Az én saját emlékeim
Mert igaznak kell lenniük, bármi áron
Az én saját emlékeim
Az én saját emlékeim
Az én saját emlékeim
 
Minden háznak elmondom
Minden zárt ablaknak
A kutyának, ha meg is harap
A férfinek és a rózsájának
A hirdetőtábláknak
A minket néző világnak
Hogy meggyőzem magam, bármi áron igazzá tegyem
Az én saját emlékeim
Mert igaznak kell lenniük, bármi áron
Az én saját emlékeim
Az én saját emlékeim
 

The one I love

I know nothing beyond thinking
of boys
They know how to say
beautiful things
 
And when I sing them
My song
They look at me
astonished, surprised
 
They take me in hand
in a trembling hand
and their loving eyes
look tenderly in mine
They are very
curious sometimes
 
When I lean my face sweetly
toward them
They just drown
They lose their language
They are very
shy sometimes
 
But the one I love
is not like that
He doesn't laugh, doesn't speak
The one I love is not like that
 
They act like idiots
when I want to laugh
and fall to my knees
whenever I sigh
They are very
kind to me
 
But the one I love
Is not like that
He doesn't laugh, doesn't speak
The one I love is not like that
 
Because the one I love
doesn't love me
because the one I love
doesn't love me
Because the one I love
doesn't love me
 

Azima's Song

When the desert advances
It's life that retreats
Blame it on bad luck
Or god who smites us
 
And the desert is advancing
Nobody believes it
That's out downfall
The impossible fight
 
When the desert advances
What do you want us to be?
The Tuareg women dance
They don't believe it either
 
In their childhood memories
The hunters were there
But the desert advances
The sand becomes king
 
And it's our suffering
Which flows between our fingers
In these immense dunes
Who will survive
 
But you, who come from France
Where people drink to forget
Tell them what you think
Tell them what you see
 
Tell them what their chances are
And that they don't see it
And that we're dying of impotence
But we're keeping the faith
 
May the desert advance
And water never come
Without that deliverance
We no longer have a choice
 
Tell them that night is falling
On this awful emergency
And that it's on our tombs
That the desert is advancing
 
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That makes me laugh

That makes me laugh, that makes me laugh
I'm happy, I'm happy
Life is not as you say
It's much easier
That makes me laugh, that makes me laugh
and it delights me, it delights me
You make yourself a heap of worry
but you don't have to, buddy
 
Never before you did I go out
Never before you did I lie
Yes but since we started going out together
It's a good thing I do
The evenings you arrange to meet me,
I invent a sleep walking story
and you believe me or you don't
It works every time
 
That makes me laugh, that makes me laugh
Life is beautiful, Life is so beautiful
since, by chance, I learned that I have
Not-so-dumb parents
It makes them laugh, it makes them laugh
It delights them, it delights them
Maybe twenty years ago
They did it too
 
One day you'll come round all prettied up
indeed, it's an old game but it's so cute
We've known each other a long time
You admit we're in love
Dad grunts as this is serious
Mom, not a word escapes her eyes
You, You'll be all intimidated
And unable to think
 
That makes me laugh, that makes me laugh
It's that I love you, It's that I love you
That makes me laugh, that makes me laugh
It's that I love you, It's that I love you
That makes me laugh, that makes me laugh
 

Sorry If I Don't Have Blue Eyes

Sorry if I'm not already thirty (years old)
and if I don't have blue eyes
and if I'm not into going to the discotheque
But I like listening to you
If you talk or complain
and even if you get pissed
How funny you are
 
Sorry if I get lost quite often
and if I live inside movies
and in TV series
But I only want to love you on weekends and on all of the other days
Does it make a difference?
But tell me if you want me
If you're fine with it or you don't know where to go
I am here waiting
 
Why did I throw this heart on your face?
Sorry if you've been feeling bad
I didn't do it on purpose
But the love I feel for you is so great that you can't even understand it
 
Sorry if I don't have blue eyes
And I don't care at all about being in the north stand
But I like hugging you
Planing with your scooter
And you don't drive well
You've got to admit it too
I'm ashamed to tell you that I always think about you
You never think about me or either don't tell me anything
But it's fine like this
You know
 
Why did I throw this heart on your face?
Sorry if you've been feeling bad
I didn't do it on purpose
But the love I feel for you is so great that you can't even understand it
The love I feel for you is so great that you can't even understand it
That you can't even understand it
The love I feel for you is so great that you can't even understand it
 
And now stop running
I just want to stay here
 

Serie B

I need six minutes of stopping time
I need them and I want to hope until the very end
Even if no one got hurt
And it seems all goes fine
I run with leg cramps
I'm not well-trained at all
If I need you I'll delete your number
Which is full of threes
minutes of stopping time
 
Inside the silence of a church
The noise of a market in Marrakesh
The mainland is always a distant island where I can't find you
 
It's six o'clock and the sun went on a strike
Maybe I'll take a tram that goes straight to the Galápagos Islands
Two rails on the ocean
 
Inside the silence of a church
The noise of a market in Marrakesh
The mainland is always a distant island
And you are nowhere
 
Talking with you is a make-up exam
Talking with you is a make-up exam
Talking with you is a make-up exam
Talking with you is a make-up exam
 
Inside the silence of a church
The noise of a market in Marrakesh
The mainland is always a distant island
Where I can't find you
 
The silent suffering of a volcano
Far away there's the noise of a Big Bang
You were shining like a spaceship in the middle of the sky
But you got lost too
 

And if it existed...

There's a world you created that no one can see
It's located here in my head
Between the throat and the future
Between a rip and the future
But it's just here in my mind
 
There's a frozen world
Where no one ever enters
Just the land of the tales
And the sky of the children
My damned shoes
And the shouts from San Siro
 
But you need to understand, that world is gone
And if it existed, it didn't really exist
But you need to understand, that world is gone
And if it existed
And if it existed, it didn't really exist
 
And if you were there or if you weren't
And I didn't know
Be sincere, where you really ever there in this love that resists despite you don't exist anymore?
 
There's an exasperated world where I go to shoot a movie among the woods
You just have to walk
To move in the space
And then you disappear all of a sudden
 
But you need to understand, that world is gone
And if it existed, it didn't really exist
But you need to understand, that world is gone
And if it existed
And if it existed, it didn't really exist
 
And if you were there I wasn't
And I didn't know
Be sincere, where you really ever there in this love that resists despite you don't exist?
And if it existed
And if it existed
But admitting it to yourself is hard
And if you were there or if you weren't, but who cares
To me you were the only one anyway
Of this heart that resists despite you don't exist anymore
 
I put together some pieces
Some scratches
And there's nothing but you
I stick together some stories
Some slaps
Some laces
And there's nothing but you
And there's nothing but you
 
And if it existed
And if it existed, it didn't really exist
And if you were there I wasn't
And I didn't know
Be sincere, where you really ever there in this love that resists despite you don't exist?
And if it existed
And if it existed
But admitting it to yourself is hard
And if you were there or if you weren't, but who cares
To me you were the only one anyway
Of this heart that resists despite you don't exist anymore
 

Sun

It was the Sun with its splendor who
Gave the heat to our love
The sea's beauty seemed to be
Bigger under that sun
I remember when we were going for a walk
By the beach next to you I was happy
A conch you picked to
Hear the sea's breathe.
 
Sun, I love you because you are
Faithful all the life, but the love,
It isn't as constant as you,
Why?
 
You were always so hungry
I gave you the best to eat
You got angry because
I didn't eat like you did, nothing happened
And then we both lied down
In the sand under the sun
To dreaming
With a beautiful place and a sweet home
And the kids that once they'd arrived
Would unite us even more
 
Sun, I love you because you are
Faithful all the life, but the love
It isn't as constant as you,
Why?
 
In my window the sun shone
And its strong heat woke me up
My loneliness got discovered
Saw that our love passed away
My crying it heard
How many beaches will bring me
Your fleeting memory and my dreaming
Our home vanished
And now the kids
Won't unite us both
 
Sun, I love you because you are
Faithful all the life, but the love
It isn't as constant as you,
Why?
 
Sun, I love you because you are
Faithful all the life, but the love
It isn't as constant as you,
Why?
 

The Telephone I cut

The telephone I cut
And in my bed I lied down
I will read, I will sleep, I will dream
I don't need more.
 
And also the door I closed
Whether it's Winter or Spring
And the years will pass by, but now
I won't care for anything.
 
I don't need anybody
To talk or to be silent
I don't need be better or worse
I had only one big one
That never reciprocated me, no.
 

Suffering

Every morning,
think about nothing
and endure
spend the day
move close,
hurt yourself
support everything
and get stressed.
 
Recover
and then, fall,
begin again,
and collapse,
we have to hold
and hide everything
always going up
and say nothing.
 
Recover,
to see the future,
and being oriented,
to a peace,
I know one day
the end will come
of this painful
time.
 
But, never again child of fear.
 
Just learning.

The March of the Kings

Early in the morning,
I encountered the train
Of three great Kings who were going on a voyage,
Early in the morning,
I encountered the train
Of three great Kings on the great path.
 
First came the bodyguards,
The men-at-arms with thirty little pages,
First came the bodyguards
The men-at-arms in their waistcoats.
 
Then on a carriage,
Among the standards
It’s Melchior, Balthazar, and Gaspar
The star shines which guides the kings
Along the long path
Before a poor stable.
 
The star shines
And which guides the Kings,
By longs paths before the humble recess.
 
To the Son of God
Who was born in this place
They come one and all to present their homage,
To the Son of God
Who was born in this place
They come one and all to present their sweet vows.
 
Gold, myrrh, and frankincense
Are the beautiful presents,
Which they have brought
For this adorable child
Gold, myrrh, and frankincense
Which they have brought for this divine child.
 

Iets stompzinnigs

Ik weet dat ik in de rij sta
totdat je denkt de tijd te hebben
Om een avondje met me door te brengen
En als we ergens gaan dansen
Dan weet ik dat de kans bestaat
Dat jij niet met mij zult weggaan
 
Daarna nestelen we ons op een rustig plekje
En drinken een paar drankjes
En dan ga ik alles bederven
Door iets stompzinnigs te zeggen
Zoals: 'Ik houd van jou.'
 
Het is aan je ogen te zien
dat je dezelfde oude leugens verfoeit
die je de nacht daarvoor gehoord hebt
En hoewel het voor jou gewoon een zinnetje is
Is het voor mij
zo waarachtig als nooit tevoren
 
Iedere dag oefen ik om de juiste frases te vinden
om de betekenis te laten doordringen / Maar dan bedenk ik
dat ik zal wachten totdat de avond iets vordert
En ik dan alleen ben met jou
 
De tijd is rijp, je parfum stijgt me naar 't hoofd
de sterren worden rood
En, ach, de nacht is zo blauw
En dan ga ik alles bederven
door iets stompzinnigs te zeggen
Zoals: 'Ik houd van jou.'
 
De tijd is rijp, je parfum stijgt me naar 't hoofd
de sterren worden rood
En, ach, de nacht is zo blauw
En dan ga ik alles bederven
door iets stompzinnigs te zeggen
Zoals: 'Ik houd van jou.'
 
Ik houd van jou, ik houd van jou
Ik houd van jou, ik houd van jou
Ik houd van jou, ik houd van jou
 
Please alert me when spelling, print or other inconsistencies are spotted. When spotting them myself I tend to lapse into a *#@%* mood!

Walk straight ahead

walk straight ahead
that girl there
who do
n'la not see
 
walking straight
that girl
who do
it leaves cold
this is the kind of girl
to which everyone
woos
you do it turns
not around
 
walking straight
that girl
it's like that
you will get it
 
walking straight
that girl
do not look particularly
 
walking straight
that girl
would make you lose
your cool
 
She is too cute
risk for thee
You could
not resist
 
walking straight
that girl
It is definitely for you
 
walking straight
that girl
I am sure you will get it
 
walking straight
but when thou shalt
Here it is she who will tell you
The girls on what you love
well you go
Now it's over
 
walking straight
that girl
do not look particularly
Where you'll have to deal
me
 

Do you remember those days?

Do you remember those days?
We went out after singing, walking slowly.
Do you remember those days?
Our friends were drinking wine,
someone was talking and laughing, and we were almost distant,
close to you, close to me,
and we talked, both of us, to leave something
to create something, to have something.
 
Do you remember those days?
Your eyes was getting somber and your face red,
and you were holding me tight in my room
almost a breath, and then you told me: 'Stop,
because I don't want to look at you,
because I'm afraid of loving you.'
And you said, you said, you said...
I can hardly remember your words,
but you also can't remember anything.
 
Where are you now? What kind of people
sees your face and listens
to your light words, your light nonsense,
your light tears, like the old days?
What are you saying now,
when someone embraces you,
and you hide your face, you proudly lift your face,
and look straight in the eyes, just like the old days?
 
Here it rains sometimes and sometimes it's sunny
we wait every day for this summer to come to an end,
for every uncertainty to disappear...
And you? I can't remember your voice
What are you doing?
I don't really believe those times can come back,
but I remember those days,
but I remember those days,
but I remember those days.
 

Grey Fox

How many ill-fated nights of lusting after
your sweet delusions of woman,
like the roses from a crazed orgy
you pulled off their petals in the cabaret.
And after the farce of fake love
and walking away from Armenonville,
it was the bitter cold of your soul
that you warmed up with your grey fox.
 
By feigning loud, joyful laughter
before the fleeting gold of the champagne,
You suppressed inside your chest
a relentless desire to weep.
And upon thinking, between a kiss and a tango,
of your humble, happy past
you hid the hallowed tears
in the folds of your grey fox.
 
It is from the anguish of your story
that your garment hangs so heavy.
She kept your sacred tears,
she wrapped up your cold spirit.
And when she arrives on a near-future day
to your pains the long-awaited end,
the whole story of your miserable life
will remain inside the grey fox.
 

You're a fairy tale

In your little bedroom
You dream of flying away.
Look at yourself in the mirror
Look at how much light you got
You'll become a star
 
You're hiding so many tears
But you never give up
You'll shine in the darkness
 
Look ahead of you
And fly as much high as you can
You were born to run, to win
You're a fairy tale
 
Feel the power that you own
Don't ever stop dancing
You were born to run, to win
You're a fairy tale
 
Nothing is impossible
For the love that's within you.
Uphill roads,
Obstacle courses
But you'll become a star
 
You're hiding so many tears
But you never give up
You'll shine in the darkness
 
Look ahead of you
And fly as much high as you can
You were born to run, to win
You're a fairy tale
 
Feel the power that you own
Don't ever stop dancing
You were born to run, to win
You're a fairy tale
 
Fly freely
You'll write your own story
Fly freely in the darkness
A star
 
Fly freely
You'll write your own story
Fly freely in the darkness
A star
 
Look ahead of you
And fly as much high as you can
You were born to run, to win
You're a fairy tale
 
Feel the power that you own
Don't ever stop dancing
You were born to run, to win
You're a fairy tale
 
A fairy tale
A fairy tale
A fairy tale
A fairy tale
 
«Man is nothing but a reed, the weakest thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed» B. Pascal

Minuet

Every night of mine is uncertain..
a waiting like an agony.
Too many times I wish to tell you : No!
but then.. I see you and I miss the courage (to say no).
My heart rises up against you,
but not my body.
My hands, they go on you,
yours that know everything,
each angle of me.
 
And you come to my home,
whenever you want,
at night more than ever.
you sleep here, then you go,
you always think about yourself,
I know and I'm agree
because I know that, whatever happens, over here I'll have you,
and solitude grows more and more...
La, la, la, la, la, la...
 
To disown a passion, no,
but I can't say yes to you all the times.
Sometimes I will decide
I keep waiting for you at night to beg for love.
Happiness costs too much
It's better to have freedom
than waiting for you in the evenings
begging love...
 
You come to my home,
when you want,
at night more than ever.
you sleep here, then you go,
you always think about yourself,
I know and I'm agree,
whatever happens, I'll have you, i
if you want only for one night...
La, la, la, la, la, la
 
And life is passing over us,
I never see horizons.
Times presumes upon me and it steals, as you did.
the remains of a youth
I no longer have now.
And I keep walking the same road,
always drunk on melancholy.
Now I admit that maybe it's all my fault.
I should have lost you,
instead I looked for you...
La, la, la, la, la
My mind never stops
I don't know the smile of real love.
thoughts come & go,
so is life.
Minuet plays for us.
La, la, la, la, la, la...
 
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Inneres Auge

Like a pack of wolves
descending from the plateaus waving
or a swarm of bees
deviously devouring odorous petals
they swing as boulders from
very high mountains in ruins.
 
One says, what's wrong in organizing private parties
with beautiful girls
to cheer primary and state servants?
We did not understand each other
 
And why we should pay
also the extras to the ridge-runners?
what can do laws
where does money only reign?
Justice is nothing more than a public commodity ...
 
With what they would live
charlatans and scammers
if they had no sounding coin to be thrown as a fishing hooks among the people.
 
The horizontal line
pushes us towards the matter
the vertical one towards the spirit.
With closed eyelids
there is a glimpse of it
that with time - and it takes patience
it opens to the inner look:
inneres auge das innere auge 1
The horizontal line moves us towards the matter
the vertical one towards the spirit.
the horizontal line moves us towards the matter
the vertical one towards the spirit.
but when I return to me
on my way to reading and studying
listening to the great past ...
I just need a sonata of Corelli 2
because I wonder of creation!
 

• 1. interior eye, or the third eye
  for the Tibetans, that can see the aura of people
• 2. Arcangelo Corelli, musician and violinist-lived in the '700

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