A keresés eredménye

The Guelder-Rose Blooms

I for the longest have loved you
Why don't you notice
And give me flowers?
I['ll] follow you and steal glances
Only I won't tell anyone of my love for you.
 
The guelder-rose blooms in a field near a steam,
The oleander blooms and I
Go crazy without your love
And without you,
And you pass by, as always,
And never look at me!
You are my unhappiness, my love,
My sorrow1...
 
The sun is out and the moon has set...
You are alone and I am alone.
Hear me, sweet dear,
My good dear guy,
Have pity, don't stop dreaming2,
Just give me flowers
And whisper that you love me.
 

• 1. Lit. 'My trouble'
• 2. Lit. 'don't break dreams'

Black eyes

I remember my first date
And declaration of love,
A timid unbrave kiss
And that summer garden.
There were love meetings, there were roses,
The black eyes reflected the night and stars
They reflected the night and stars,
The black eyes.
 
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I feel these black eyes
In my heart through years.
These black eyes will woke up
My old sorrow again.
I shall remember these black eyes always.
I won’t forget these black eyes.
 
When the roses faded away,
I went away hiding my tears.
And the forgotten garden
Looked after me sadly.
The days became darker than nights.
Black eyes who did predict you for me?
Who did predict you for me,
The black eyes?
 
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Horses, horses

My sweet girl didn’t come
To the cherry tree again.
Her mother concluded that she’s too young to love,
And the night is too dark.
 
Bacchanal wind gave me an advice:
To steal the girl quickly,
To ride off on a troika of frisky horses
To vastness, to wide steppe.
 
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Horses, horses, horses, horses, white horses,
Carry us away galloping at dawn.
Beauty don't hide your lips, those are
Ripe like cherry, from me.
Horses, horses, horses, horses, light horses,
Carry us to silver vastness.
The scarlet lips will give me a kiss.
And the wind will dispel my sadness and sorrow.
 
A night bird knocks at the window
And the whole moon is in the sky.
In that night you can’t sleep
And so I do.
 
Open your window only a little.
Let me know you love me.
Let the horses of happiness ride to us,
Ringing their horseshoes.
 
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