A keresés eredménye oldal 6

We're singing beautiful music

When we are on vacation we go to the south where the sun shines all day.
It is wonderful to lay on the beach, when we get back to the house it rains
 
And we drink red wine in the tavern
In the night the old song rings out from the emotions of desire and the dream of happiness
And all hearts sing along
 
We're singing beautiful music. when the mandolin plays and I lay in your arms the world is so beautiful
We are singing beautiful music, I can feel the desire
And when I shut my eyes I can see love
 
Every day the sun hangs red in the sky and the fishing boats go out in the bars and restaurants in the harbor everyone was laughing and seemed happy
 
And a man with a thousand wrinkles around his eyes sand a song that is as old as the world itself about the love of a lifetime and a homeland on the sea and everyone stands up
 
[Refrain]
 
raise your glasses of red wine the song of summer nights invites us to sing on
 

Pale

Face glued against the hearse window
My lighthouse eyes, two yellow bursts
light up a world that is still surprised to see itself
Pedaling without advancing, indignation without thought
 
Who knows
Stuck on top of the garbage dump
The king of the hill works even harder still
Who knows
 
Pushed against pedal, last call of the reservoir
The hitchhikers make a line
All waiting for something better
During that time, headed nowhere
Only four horses in my motor
The pale look of the driver
 
Who knows
Stuck on top of the garbage dump
The king of the hill works even harder still
Who knows
Oh, who knows
 
Your newsfeed already says that it is too late
For the gang of ravens without foxes
Jean predicted it, Nostradamus too
Labrèche on the TV in the nineties
Still today, we persist around the same handlebars
Who sees the bottom, yeah well
It remains to be seen
 

There was a Nay player Playing Nay in his best

There was a *Nay player
Playing Nay in his best
suddenly from his arse a fart sprung by wrest
putting Nay on his arse

A Lovely Rose

A lovely rose - saidi Mariam
A lovely rose - saidi Mariam
One day, I was hunting on my horse in the hills
Just when you were singing at the bottom of the hill, with a voice gentle like the clouds
I was mesmerised by your voice and I rolled down the hill
Ay-ya-ya, your voice is gentle like the clouds
 
A strong Kazakh youth - Ivan Dudar
A strong Kazakh youth - Ivan Dudar
Tonight, I invite you to come across the river to my house
After you feed your horse, bring your dombra
Once the moon rises, let me play the dombra's strings
Ay-ya-ya, both of us sing together under the trees
 

Tears Fall like Rain

When I was young, every time the rain fell
I would always run to Grandma and say that I'm afraid
'Little lamb wants to go home'
Grandma would lull me to sleep by singing with a hoarse voice
And then kissing my cheeks
 
People say childhood is an ivory tower
To see the world, we have to cross the fence
This little lamb wanted to leave home
I traveled alone to see the lights and bustle as they said
 
When tears fall like rain, it's like the sky is about to collapse
I missed my family and friends, alone in a faraway land
Tears fall like rain, the road home was more slippery
I remembered what Grandma said back then
Every step, no matter how small, can be regarded as growing up
 
After I left, the rain kept pouring
I couldn't tell my man that I'm afraid
This little lamb wanted to go home, but where is home?
I cried wolf but nobody listened, in my heart I struggled
 
People say grass that is very green is fake
Apathy is a wall, not a fence
'Little lamb, don't go home'
I heard the answer, as long as there is a path in my heart, it's never complicated
 
When tears fall like rain, it's like the sky is about to collapse
I still have my family and friends, what is there to lose?
Tears fall like rain, the road ahead is not slippery
Only then do I understand what Grandma said back then
The first step is growing up
 
When tears fall like rain, it's like the sky is about to collapse
I still have my family and friends, what is there to lose?
Tears fall like rain, the road ahead is not slippery
Only then do I understand what Grandma said back then
The first step is growing up
 

No to the system

No to the system, never, never
No to the system
No to the system
No to the system, never, never
No to the system
No to the system
 
No to the system, never, never
No to the system
No to the system
No to the system, never, never
No to the system
No to the system
 

No reason

No reason
No reason
They have no ideas
They have no stock
No reason
No reason
They have no ideas
They have no stock
 
No reason
No reason
They have no ideas
They have no stock
No reason
No reason
They have no ideas
They have no stock
 
No reason
No reason
They have no ideas
They have no stock
No reason
No reason
They have no ideas
They have no stock
 

The Blue Waves

We really deserved holidays, a piece of white sun in a bit of blue sky.
So we pack into an old clunker and we clear off quickly, into sandy waters.
We have to escape far from the others, and far from the showers that hound the tourists.
The world is so cold far from the coasts. For a little bit of warmth, we could risk all.
 
There's Parcels on the radio.
Big smile in front of the radars.
We get into something shining.
We get and we won't stop.
 
Reddened eyes, salt waters.
Pounding heart, blue waves.
Mellow spirit, lonely clouds.
Under this sun, we feel a bit better.
 
Reddened eyes, salt waters.
Pounding heart, blue waves.
Mellow spirit, lonely clouds.
Under this sun, we feel a bit better.
 
The sand already invited itself all over. Pieces of seaside spread on the parquet.
Until late, we laugh at everybody
And some empty bottles are bumping into each other on the ground.
 
The world seems so sweet in this landscape.
We could almost let us die with the flowers.
We hum quietly some old songs.
We would almost think touching happiness.
 
There's Parcels on the radio.
A big smile because everything is radiant.
 
Above, something shining.
In front of nothing, only the blue waves.
 
Reddened eyes, salt waters.
Pounding heart, blue waves.
Mellow spirit, lonely clouds.
Under this sun, we feel a bit better.
 
Reddened eyes, salt waters.
Pounding heart, blue waves.
Mellow spirit, lonely clouds.
Under this sun, we feel a bit better.
 
Under this sun... we feel a bit better.
 
Reddened eyes, salt waters.
Pounding heart, blue waves.
Mellow spirit, lonely clouds.
Under this sun, we feel a bit better.
 
Reddened eyes, salt waters.
Pounding heart, blue waves.
Mellow spirit, lonely clouds.
Under this sun, we feel a bit better.
 

Very Disco

A little bit of beer in her blonde hair
A little bit of sadness in the heart
She fires a guy who says his name is Léon
And empty a cup that disgusts her
 
She jostles she don't give fuck anymore
People are sticked together, that's disgusting
To manage, she has to elbow her way
She ends up moving away from the crowd
 
And she starts dancing
Suddenly everything shines brighter
On a 70's hit
She thinks she's the Bee Gees
 
And it's very disco
So she won't stop anymore
She's so sad when
Lights go on again
 
And it's very disco
So she won't stop anymore
She's so sad when
Lights go on again
 
A dorp of sweat on the corner of the forehead
A lot of tiredness in the pupil
Her heart beats fast, she pays more attention
She'll stop when she will have no longer energy
 
Nothing more is waiting for her outside
Except the cold that bites the face
She will be alone when the music will stop
Find again her keys and her good life
 
So she continues to dancing
Everything shines brighter and brighter
On a 70's hit
She thinks she's the Bee Gees
 
And it's very disco
So she won't stop anymore
She's so sad when
Lights go on again
 
And it's very disco
So she won't stop anymore
She's so sad when
Lights go on again
 
And this night I saw her
I think I fell under the charm
I will never see her again
Too bad, I have a lot of images in my head
 
And it's very disco
So she won't stop anymore
She's so sad when
Lights go on again
 
And it's very disco
So she won't stop anymore
She's so sad when
Lights go on again
 

Walking by the Night

Walking by the night, remembering, too much things.
Regret all, dreaming shamelessly, under a pink sky.
Confinding in the closed shutters.
Remorse is so easy, at 5 a.m..
Tossing off some excuses at random
and telling yourself that, despite everything, you're a good person.
 
Walking by the night, finally getting lost, finding yourself.
Walking by the night, speaking alone, and let yourself go.
 
By a window, some old friends are still fighting the sleep
and somewhere in the city, new lovers are reaching together peaks.
 
And it's at that moment that you turn up at my head,
once again, I don't even count them.
And at once, it's more than me and your two grey-green eyes,
and for a few seconds, it's freezing like in winter.
 
Walking by the night, finally getting lost, finding yourself.
Walking by the night, speaking alone, and let yourself go.
 
And finally going home and getting to sleep with a heavy wheart.
Then forgetting everything, as soon as the sun is hanging on the sheets.
 
Walking by the night, finally getting lost, finding yourself.
Walking by the night, speaking alone, and let yourself go.
 
Walking by the night, finally getting lost, finding yourself.
Walking by the night... and let yourself go...
 

Heaven

Curtain drawn on a wet sky, I have the conscience, pointed at you.
Under the bed, monsters are crawling so we will stay hidden under the sheets?
 
And I'm so afraid of the world, so afraid of me, so afraid of being a madman.
But everything becomes calmer when your face pierce the crowd.
 
We turn around and I no longer want to get out of the carousel.
Few sweet words on your lips and all my demons will move out.
 
And I'll end up falling from heaven.
But I don't care, I'd have seen paradise.
And I'll end up falling from heaven.
But I don't care, I'd have seen paradise.
 
And I'll toss off idle talk as the sky was avid for poetry.
I'm used to lie for appealing to people, but for you, I'll stop, I promise.
 
You have your arms outstretched like a trap and I throw my shivering heart into it.
Your sighs are chiming out like arpeggios until they terrify the metronome.
And everything starts to turn so I'll end up falling from the carousel.
 
At the first harsh words on my lips, all your smiles will move out.
 
And I'll end up falling from heaven.
But I don't care, I'd have seen paradise.
And I'll end up falling from heaven.
But I don't care, I'd have seen paradise.
 
And I'll end up falling from heaven.
 
But I don't care, I'd have seen paradise.
 

Everything's alright

And you needed me
I needed some silence so I told you, we'll meet... Ok, that's good.
 
You needed me, I needed some silence,
So I told you, we'll meet tomorrow, and I feel so guilty.
I won't change though. Efforts are for the others.
 
The stare into a mirror as it was hiding a whole treasure.
I forget your eyes looking at me, and your heart in disorder.
I think I won't change. Excuses are for the others.
 
So hang on the best, there are only good moments.
Then, look away when the sky rumble noisily.
There are only good moments, trust me, the rest doesn't matter.
 
And if everything's alright, while your tears are drying.
Take my face in your hands and we'll forget all the dramas.
 
And if everything's alright, let's forget our burning hearts.
We'll wait until tomorrow.
Tonight, we stay away from the flames.
 
You loved, it's better than everything.
You loved, it's better than me.
And I really like myself yet.
So for you, you can't even imagine.
And I hope it won't change. Time only flies by the others.
 
But I love you like an amateur. You spend hours to wait for me.
I'm only good at thinking only of me and I feel so guilty.
I won't change though, I think I'm not made for others.
 
So hang on the best, there are only good moments.
Then, look away when the sky rumble noisily.
There are only good moments, trust me, the rest doesn't matter.
 
And if everything's alright, while your tears are drying.
Take my face in your hands and we'll forget all the dramas.
 
And if everything's alright, let's forget our burning hearts.
We'll wait until tomorrow.
Tonight, we stay away from the flames.
 
And if everything's alright, while your tears are drying.
Take my face in your hands and we'll forget all the dramas.
 
And if everything's alright, let's forget our burning hearts.
We'll wait until tomorrow.
Tonight, we stay away from the flames.
 

Brightly you shine

Brightly you shine
only to others, you, my beautiful sun,
but to me, poor me, you seem gloomy and dull.
So in bitter tears
I spend my life.
Ah, if I could at least ask her for help!
Then I could die happy,
and all my grief would, alas, be at an end.
 

You follow, o beautiful Clori, a fugitive heart

You follow, o beautiful Clori, a fugitive heart,
and mine you flee, that burns only with love.
Ah, do not flee the one who loves you,
and despise him who does not yearn for thee!
And if thou longest for love,
love me alone, for I love thee alone.
 

To you, while my heart

To you, while my heart
with sighs of mine, sends its message:
'My soul' it says to you, 'I burn with love,
my soul, for you I burn with love',
oh, do not be silent,
but answer, at least with your eyes:
'Burn and die, my heart,
for love of you, as I do'.
 

The right direction

I'm here,
In a world that
Spins around in vain
Far away from your sun.
It rains, but I
Will do something
To feel once again
All the warmth I lack now
And have some peace of mind I lack now
And the glow in my eyes I lack now,
The right direction I lack now,
I lack now.
 
What are we supposed to do? When you reach the bottom,
When the world spins around, but you are left alone feeling empty,
When everything's broken except for this mirror,
What do you think? Now you see yourself old.
You run away in circles, night and day feel the same,
You're awake while sleeping, you're dreaming while awake.
While you're waiting for the sun, while you're waiting for the best,
While you're dying because you're alive,
You can write words that flow like a river
To the light of a candle.
It's right there that you suffer, with your hand over your heart.
It's you and the moon, but it doesn't even see you,
You only look for what you can't have.
You drink, but there's a hole in the glass,
I wonder how do they feel those who look at the rain falling.
 
I'm here,
In a world that
Spins in vain
Far away from your sun.
It rains, but I
Will do something
In order to feel once again
All the warmth I lack now
And have some peace of mind I lack now
And the glow in my eyes I lack now,
The right direction I lack now,
I lack now.
 
I created my own world, because
I didn't feel like I really belong to ours.
You called me a cunt because I make the time dirty1,
But it's only because I'm exploding inside and I feel cold among the flames.
No, I don't get angry if you talk behind my back,
Because you'll be left behind if you don't get up, man.
I believe in God, because it's true that something is in me,
I know this for a fact and no, I don't have to prove it to you,
Yeah, to you, I don't have to prove it to you, to you.
You know, I changed my smile, I took advantage of the hype
Just to get to those who are never alright.
If you ask me how I am, it's because you actually already know it.
 
I'm here,
In a world that
Spins in vain
Far away from your sun.
It rains, but I
Will do something
In order to feel once again
All the warmth I lack now
And have some peace of mind I lack now
And the glow in my eyes I lack now,
The right direction I lack now,
I lack now.
 

• 1. I really have no idea what this last part is supposed to mean.

At a concert at a disco

You junket until morning, good fun
Don't stop, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, your face is laughing
All together, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, full hall today
Left, right, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, head drunk
Even louder, come on, come on!
 
A great agitation in the disco
Drink after drink, the bartender doesn't know what's going on, ooo...
The night is too short to sit down, time to start the show
Delicious cakes are waiting for you yet
 
You junket until morning, good fun
Don't stop, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, your face is laughing
All together, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, full hall today
Left, right, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, head drunk
Even louder, come on, come on!
 
You hear sounds that caress your body
Everyone around is still not enough, ooo...
In a few words a clear message, life goes on and time is running out
So don't waste your life and don't wait
 
You junket until morning, good fun
Don't stop, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, your face is laughing
All together, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, full hall today
Left, right, come on, come on!
You junket until morning, head drunk
Even louder, come on, come on!
 
And now all hands, all hands up
Even more, even more!
And now all hands, all hands up
Even more, even more!
And now all hands, all hands up
Even more, even more!
And now all hands, all hands up
Even more, even more!
 

Bajo la tormenta

Versions: #1
He who wants (to succeed), is able

There’s no me but me

There’s no me but me
 
One more night full of tears on my sullen face for the pile
Today I added another day of constant, neverending life the pile too
Every time I looked forward to “tomorrow” when things might just go well for me,
I hid another “today” behind my dresser
I saw myself in the reflection, a person who’s easily shaken time and again
By hearts that changes in a flash
But the moment I closed my eyes, thinking it wasn’t all so bad,
I actually understood what tomorrow would bring
 
There’s no me but me
Which is obvious
So I’d like to live my life
Clearing out the feelings that aren’t worth it
Isn’t that a normal thing to do?
 
I heard someone say they were worried that I’d broken through my shell
But I’m no longer in that shell I’m supposed to be confined to
Go ahead and try to be me. See?
You wanted to, didn’t you?
Smoke coiled around me through words left unspoken
 
It’s too embarrassing for me to say out loud
But if I just whittled it down
To the things only I’m capable of defending,
Then, that might not actually be all that bad
 
There’s no me but me
Which is obvious
So I’d like to live my life
Clearing out the feelings that aren’t worth it
There’s no me but me
No one can replace me
I threw myself into tomorrow and opened my eyes
Trying not to run away with the today I’d picked out for myself
 
There’s no me but me
Seems you’re much the same
Sounds like you’re irreplaceable too
We fought with our backs to each other
So I’m not scared anymore
I’ll wait for the dead of night to pass
I think today, I’d like to live my life clearing out the feelings that aren’t worth it
I breathed in
 

The Instant

Where will the centuries be, where will the dream
of swords that the Tartars dreamed of,
where the strong walls they leveled,
where the Adam Tree and the other Log?
 
The present is alone. The memory
erects time. Succession and deception
it is the routine of the clock. Year
it is no less vain than vain history.
 
Between dawn and night there is an abyss
of agonies, of lights, of cares

The mulatto

Versions:
With my woggish mulatto's face,
Wandering Jew's or Greek shepherd's
my shock of hair, so dishevelled,
With my faded eyes in my face,
that make me look like a dreamer,
though I now dream not so often,
With my prowler's and lurker's hands,
hands of a rover, musician
that looted so many gardens...
With my mouth that has drunk so much,
that has bitten and kissed and kissed
yet has always remained thirsty..
 
With my woggish mulatto's face,
Wandering Jew's or Greek shepherd's
my robber's face, vagabond's face,
With my skin rubbed but left unhurt
by the sunlight of all summers
and by every bit of skirt..
With my heart that knew how to hurt
as much as it got hurt
without
making too big a fuss for that,
With my soul that hasn't any
more chance of Salvation, really,
to avoid the Purgatory..
 
With my woggish mulatto's face,
Wandering Jew's or Greek shepherd's
my shock of hair that's dishevelled,
I shall call in, sweet captive , you
O , my twin soul, Fountain of youth,
and I'll gulp down your twenty years..
And I'll be a prince for you, dear,
A dreamer or a teenager,
As you like it , or want to choose..
And we'll turn every day we live
into an eternity of love
that we'll enjoy
so much we'll die...
 

Stillness

Can you still hear me
I'm there
Where we were completely lost
Where you said
That words don't make sense anymore
 
Do you need something?
Can I
Get it for you
I'd like to bring it to you
You have to ask for it
 
Where you are there is
Stillness, stillness, stillness
Like freshly fallen snow
Like a new land
Like the first day
Of the new year
 
There where you are
Stillness, stillness, stillness
Like a sanctuary
Encircling
That nobody understands
But everyone feels
 
I lose myself
Just like you
But I'm worse
Losing myself in you
You always
Were so impossible
 
Are you coming out of me
Lets go out
You show your face
It makes me happy
To see it
You don't have to talk
Just get up
 
Where you are there is
Stillness, stillness, stillness
Like freshly fallen snow
Like a new land
Like the first day
Of the new year
 
There where you are
Stillness, stillness, stillness
Like a sanctuary
Encircling
That nobody understands
But everyone feels
 

The Rest Stop

With an ice cream in front of me
and death in the mind
sitting at a bar in Piazza Marina,
I watch two flies love each other on my hand,
like heartbeats
I hear hammers beating on the rails,
I wonder why I live,
what cry or what fall awaits me around the corner,
I remember another hot sun like this
on my shaved head of a soldier,
another wait, another escape, another burrow.
 
Now I pay, I get up,
this day is wrong,
this one and the others before,
I am an unhappy man.
 

I'll drink everyday

Fake laughs these are, I know the fake stands.
It's gonna pass when I turn my back, gonna pass when you go back.
There's something that's missing, somewhere and still missing.
It seems meaningless to you but it hurts me so dear.
Fake laughs these are, I know the fake stands.
It's gonna pass when I turn my back, gonna pass when you go back.
There's something that's missing, somewhere and still missing.
It seems meaningless to you but it hurts me so dear.
I'll drink everyday and I will laugh at your face.
I'll drink everyday (I'll drink everyday) and I will laugh at your face.
I'll drink everyday and I will laugh at your face.
I'll enjoy everyday. (I'll enjoy everyday
As I trip and fall and if you pull me up at all,
I still won't believe you, you were behind me I know.
Your hands never leave my neck, your words don't grow stale.
When you throw yourself down, It'll suit you if you shove me as well.
As I trip and fall and if you pull me up at all,
I still won't believe you, you were behind me I know.
I'll drink everyday. (I'll drink everyday.)
I will laugh at your face.
I'll enjoy everyday. (I'll enjoy everyday.)
I'll drink everyday. (I'll drink everyday.)
I will laugh at your face.
I'll enjoy everyday. (I'll enjoy everyday.)
I'll drink everyday. (I'll drink everyday.)
I will laugh at your face.
 

Santiano

It's a famous three-master, thin like a bird
Heave high! !
Eighteen knots, four hundred tons
I'm proud to be a sailor
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
Oh, the wind was foul and the seas ran high
Heave away! Santiano!
She shipped it green and none went by
Along the plains of Mexico!
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
I set off for many long months, leaving Margot
Heave high! Santiano!
My heart was so heavy when I thought of her
While rounding the lights of Saint Malo
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
We swear by rote, and want of more
Heave away! Santiano!
But now we're through so we'll go on shore
Along the plains of Mexico
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 

A Short Tune

Time flies, yet you cannot slow it down,
Hundreds of years shall pass in the blink of an eye,
The vast sky stretches beyond what one can see,
Tens of thousands of cyclic change have taken place,
Even the draping hair of Magu,
Half has turned into the color of frost.
 
Billions of laughter has been heard from the King of the East and the fairy,
I want to take a joyride back to the east with the six dragons, and hang the sun at the Fusang tree.
Using the spoon made from the Big Dipper to spoons out good wine,
Beseeching the dragons to drink a chalice.
Not because I want to be rich or famous, but to stop the time for all and forever young.
 
Time flies, yet you cannot slow it down,
Hundreds of years shall pass in the blink of an eye,
The vast sky stretches beyond what one can see,
Tens of thousands of cyclic change have taken place,
Even the draping hair of Magu,
Half has turned into the color of frost.
 
Billions of laughter has been heard from the King of the East and the fairy,
I want to take a joyride back to the east with the six dragons, and hang the sun at the Fusang tree.
Using the spoon made from the Big Dipper to spoons out good wine,
Beseeching the dragons to drink a chalice.
Not because I want to be rich or famous, but to stop the time for all and forever young.
 

Earphons and a Chorus of Cicadas

I need a holiday
But it's not like I wish for everyday to be a holiday
Cause I wouldn't be able to bear the pain
of knowing it's not true freedom
 
Not bad enough to throw away, but not good enough to really talk about
Downing the cheap vending machine drinks, today is distinctively summer
I dashed across the burning asphalt, its heat proportional to the blazing sun
A solitary journey in an unknown world - a summer fantasy I've longed for since days past
 
Streets without a shadow of a person but filled with heat shimmers, from my earphones leaked out a melody
But it was drowned out by the singing cicadas, and sounds of summer clad in wind
The unease of pent up emotions, unable to let out yesterday's thoughts
This consdendation of anxiety and regret, will be washed away by the evening rain in this summer world
 
I just want to be coloured in a summer dream
Even after erasing all my unnecessary thoughts, this incessant crying is as annoying as ever
'Look I'm alright, there's no problem at all'
I throw up these thoughts of fake bravado and become so empty even my presence becomes permeable
 
I just want to be coloured in a summer dream
I'm begging you, please, don't wake me up.
 
The long vanished shade under the trees, the sky that's cried itself dry
Where did it all go? What is this voice I'm still hearing
Wallowing in my tears, in a small corner of summer
I'll pray that I can smile.
 
As in this moment I just want to be coloured in today
If every time I end up wishing for something, I lose something in return
 
I'll get rid of the me who continues to wish.
No matter what I may lose tomorrow, I swear to continue moving towards the future
If I'm going to end up forgetting the colour of that summer,
Then as payment along with these tears, I'd like to be able to sing with a smile once again.
 
I need a holiday
But it's not like I wish for everyday to be a holiday
Cause I wouldn't be able to bear the pain
of knowing it's not true freedom
 

If you only knew

(intro)
I gaze at the rising day in the distance
A day without joy, without reason
I weep thinking about the brief hours
Hours of love and abandonment
 
If you only knew how much I cried
If you only knew how much everything has changed
O my love! Yes, you would come back
If you only knew
 
How lonely I have been since you left,
How much I suffered in my despair,
O my love! Yes you would come back
If only you knew...
 
...that so much pleasure and so much joy
would could come back for a word from you
 
If you only knew how much I cried
If you only knew how much everything has changed
O my love! Yes, you would come back
If you only knew
 

Wellerman*

Volt egyszer egy hajó, ami kihajózott
A neve az volt, hogy Teáskanna**
A szél feltámadt, a hajó orra mélyre merült
Ó, fújj, marcona fiaim, fújj!
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak*** vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 
Két hete sem volt, hogy kifutott
Mikor útjában egy simabálna**** került
A kapitány mindenkit munkára rendelt és esküdözött
Hogy vontatóra veszi*5 a bálnát
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 
Mielőtt a csónak a vízre került volna
A bálna farka feljött és elkapták
Mindenki az oldalra, szigonyozta és gyilkolta
Mikor az lemerült a mélybe
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 
Egyetlen kötelet sem vágtak át, a bálnát nem engedték el
A kapitányt nem a kapzsiság hajtotta
Hanem igazi bálnavadász volt
Vontatta hát tovább
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 
Negyven napig, vagy még több,
A kötél hol megereszkedett, hol megfeszült megint
Minden csónakukat elvesztették, csak négy volt
De a bálna még mindig húzott
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 
Amennyire én tudom, a hajsza még mindig tart
A kötelet nem vágták el, a cetet nem engedték
A Wellerman teljesítette a szokásos rendelést
Bátorítva ezzel a kapitányt, legénységet, mindenkit
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 
Hamarosan érkezik a Wellerman
Hogy nekünk cukrot, teát és rumot hozzon
Egy napon, mikor a vágásnak*** vége
Eltávot kapunk és elmegyünk.
 

Az idegen

„Körül- lakó” ki szól

I'll Keep My Wishes In Your Heart

I'll keep my wishes in your heart
Come here my love, I'll keep my life within you
 
Why do your eyes seem so empty?
Where did all those love-filled words go?
I'll put my smile on your lips
 
Tears stream down your face, my heart cries
You get hurt and I feel pain
I'll put my tongue over your wounds
 
Love, take hold of my arm
Say something with your mouth
I'll put the whole word at your feet
 

The health bulletin

I lost my jowls, I lost my paunch
And this in a way so clear, so sudden
That some suppose I have in me an evil that does not forgive
Who laughs at Aesculapius and leaves him stunned
 
The Loch Ness monster no longer bringing its dime
During hollow times in certain gazettes
Systematically, obituaries like
To shroud me under sausage wrapper1
 
Now, tired of serving as a punching ball
Of the gloomy tales I'm the star of 2
I, who am well, who breathes health
I step forward and scream the whole truth
 
All the truth, gentlemen, I deliver it to you
If I left the ranks of the over-two-hundred-pounds
It's the because of Mimi, Lisette, Ninon
And many others, I don't remember names
 
If I betrayed the fat, the chubby, the obese
It's that I fuck, that I fuck, that I fuck
Like a buck, a ram, a beast, a brute
I am haunted: the heat, the heat, the heat, the heat
 
Let me be understood, I have the soul of a satyr
And his behavior, but that doesn't mean
That I have the talent, the genius, far from it
Not a single one yet shouted “bravo!' to me
 
Among other fine flowers, I count on my pink
List a decent number of journalists' wives
Who, thinking I'm done, put all their faith
To give me happiness one last time
 
It's beautiful, it's generous, it's big, it's magnificent
And, in the most pornographic positions
I give them the honors with the buttocks down
On piles of drafts, piles of unsold
 
And that's what makes that when your legitimate (wife)
Show their buttocks to the people as well as to your intimate friends
You can often read, printed backwards
The echoes, the little gossip, the in-briefs
 
And if you hear surging through the plinths
From the boudoir of these ladies groans and complaints
Do not say: 'It is Uncle Georges who is expiring'
It's just the angels who sigh 3
 
And if you hear screaming like in (nineteen)fourteen
'Arise ! Arise the dead! », Do not bulge the torso
It's the exalted wife of an editor
Which prompts me to assault once again
 
Certainly, it happens to me, flip side
To sometimes leave feathers in battle
Hippocrates says: 'Yes, these are cockscombs'
And Gallien replies: 'No, it's gonococci'
 
Both are right, sometimes Venus gives you
Wicked kicks that a good Christian forgives
Because if they cause harm to manly attributes
They seldom endanger existence
 
Well, yes, I have all that, ransom of my frenzy
The boat for Kythera is quarantined
But I haven't yet, no, no, no, three times no
This mysterious evil whose name we hide
 
If I betrayed the fat, the chubby, the obese
It's that I fuck, that I fuck, that I fuck
Like a buck, a ram, a beast, a brute
I am haunted: the heat, the heat, the heat, the heat
 

• 1. Litt: 'Cabbage leaves', newspapers
• 2. Untranslatable, 'À dormir debout' means 'unbelievable', so here unbelievable + gloomy
• 3. Euphemism for 'Orgasm'