A keresés eredménye oldal 4

Closeness

You kept quiet, you granted,
you gave me reasons to cry,
I was noble, I would forget,
I didn't listen clearly what were you explaining,
you hurt me, oh, I hurt you,
the closeness didn't let us see.
 
You used to say that I was the love of your life,
today you just encourage us to stop loving each other, I break off without knowing.
 
You tried, I ignored you,
you asked me to come back and I doubted it,
I was clumsy, I was bad,
I didn't listen clearly what were you explaining,
you hurt me, oh, I hurt you,
the distance didn't let us see.
 
You used to say that I was the love of your life,
today you just encourage us to stop loving each other, I break off without knowing,
from the bones and the skin of this love which isn't anymore.
 

Nincsen rózsa tövis nélkül ...

Csöndben fekszünk egymás mellett
az éjszaka sötétjében
Habár közel fekszünk egymáshoz
Mégis úgy érezzük mérföldek választanak el
Mondtam vagy tettem valamit
Talán rosszul jöttek ki a szavaim
Ugyan próbáltalak nem megbántani
Igen próbáltalak
De azt hiszem ezért mondják, hogy ...
 
[Énekkar:]
Nincsen rózsa tövis nélkül
Csak úgy, mint ahogy minden éjszakának van hajnala
Csak úgy, mint ahogy minden cowboy a saját bús, bús dalát énekli
Nincsen rózsa tövis nélkül.
 
Igen, igen
A kedvenc dalunkat hallgatom
épp az szól a rádióban
Hallom, ahogy a DJ az mondja tudja,
hogy a szerelem egy játék
ami könnyen jön is könnyen megy
De azon tűnődöm tudja-e
Érzett-e valaha így
És tudom, hogy itt lennél most
Ha valahogy a tudtodra adhatnám.
 
[Énekkar:]
 
Bár már egy kis idő eltelt azóta
Még mindig sok fájdalmat érzek
Mint a kés, amely megcsúszik
A seb gyógyul, de a heg, a heg ott marad
Tudom, hogy meg tudtam volna menteni a szerelmünket aznap éjjel
Ha tudtam volna mit mondjak
Szerelem helyett
Mindketten a saját utunkat járjuk
Most hallom, hogy találtál valaki újat
És hogy soha nem sokat jelentettem neked
Ezt hallva kettészakadok belül,
És látni téged, olyan mint ha egy kés vágna belém.
 
Dana Kósa

Próbálj meg emlékezni

Emlékezz arra a kedves szeptemberre
Mikor az élet vontatott és oly komótos volt.
Emlékezz arra a kedves szeptemberre
Mikor a fű zöld volt és arany a gabona..
Emlékezz arra a kedves szeptemberre
Mikor még törékeny zöldfülű voltál
Emlékezz arra a kedves szeptemberre
Majd kövesd-kövesd, oh-oh
 
Emlékez mikor oly selymes volt az élet
Mikor senki sem nem volt szomorú csak a fűz
Emlékez mikor oly bársonyos volt az élet
Mikor a párnád mellett fektetted álmaid
Emlékez mikor oly gyengéd volt az élet
Mikor körös-körül a szerelem parázslott
Próbálj meg emlékezni és ha visszaemlékszel
Majd kövesd-kövesd, oh-oh
 
December mélyén kedves dolog emlékezni
Még ha tudod is, hogy havazni fog
December mélyén jó visszaemlékezni
Mert fájdalom nélkül a szív összeesik
December mélyén kedves dolog emlékezni
A szeptemberi tűzre, mely megérlelt téged
December mélyén szíveinknek emlékeztetni kellene
Majd kövesd-kövesd, oh-oh
 
Kövesd, oh-oh
.
 

Bring the Cup Home

It is Vegedream of Gagnoa
 
Damage the gait like Samuel, Samuel Umtiti
Damage the gait like Samuel, Samuel Umtiti
Damage the gait like Samuel, Samuel Umtiti
Damage the gait like Samuel, Samuel Umtiti
And if there is a trap one can always call Benjamin Mendy
And if there is a trap one can always call Benjamin Mendy
 
Bring the cup home, go the Blues go!
20 years after, it's the moment, go the Blues, go!
Bring the cup home, go the Blues go!
20 years after we are champions, go the Blues, go!
 
Who controls the field? Matuidi! Blaise Matuidi! Eh Matuidi!
With him we are unfazed! Matuidi! Blaise Matuidi! Eh Matuidi!
Who controls the field? Matuidi! Blaise Matuidi! Eh Matuidi!
With him we are unfazed! Matuidi! Blaise Matuidi! Eh Matuidi!
Step-over, sidestep to the left, to the right: Kylian Mbappé!
Acceleration, precision, tunnel, kick: Kylian Mbappé!
 
I no longer know if I am a lefty or a righty, I shoot with both feet: Ousmane Dembélé!
I no longer know if I am a lefty or a righty, I shoot with both feet: Ousmane Dembélé!
 
Bring the cup home, go the Blues go!
20 years after, it's the moment, go the Blues, go!
Bring the cup home, go the Blues go!
20 years after we are champions, go the Blues, go!
 
What's his name? Kanté! N'Golo, N'Golo Kanté!
What's his name? Kanté! N'Golo, N'Golo Kanté!
What's his name? Kanté! N'Golo, N'Golo Kanté!
What's his name? Kanté! N'Golo, N'Golo Kanté!
 
Maestro Kimpembé!
Kimpembé, Kimpembé, Kimpembé
Kimpembé, Kimpembé, Kimpembé
 
The middle is assured, forward-defense, Paulo, Paulo, Paul Pogba!
The pick*: Paulo, Paulo, Paul Pogba!
 
Bring the cup home, go the Blues go!
20 years after, it's the moment, go the Blues, go!
Bring the cup home, go the Blues go!
20 years after we are champions, go the Blues, go!
 
Hey, Hey, we are together, hey!
Antoine Griezmann, penalty, we are together, hey!
Hey, Hey, we are together, hey!
Nabil Fekir, Tolisso, we are together, hey!
Hey, Hey, we are together, hey!
Pavard, Rami, Hernández, we are together, hey!
Hey, Hey, we are together, hey!
Mandanda, Lloris, Sidibé, we are together, hey!
Olivier Giroud, N'Zonzi, we are together, hey!
Raphaël Varanne, Flo Thauvin, we are together, hey!
Thomas Lemar, Areola, we are together hey!
It is Vegedream of Gagnoa
Didier Deschamps, thank you very much, we are together
We are together
 

Buffalos

Dogs
Yeah
 
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
And the crowd roars like buffalos (buffalos, aah)
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
If places tear apart, so what about it
 
Today had to bring something
that would be enough also for tomorrow
I don't want anything to drink
I'm gonna leave like Nelson, who died of sex
Pointless for me to talk shit here
When I see a girl I start to stutter
And I'm not even good in bed
Sometimes can't see the forest for the trees
But I see a pine tree and
Now I have the serious stuff
Audience is so very friendly
That's because they are drunk
I'm lucky to be in this band
I'll heal your migraine
Get to go to hollywood and play myself in a movie
A little dreaming comes with the territory
Five six seven eight
 
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
And the crowd roars like buffalos (buffalos, aah)
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
If places tear apart, so what about it
 
No noise is silent suffering for me
I wanna jump to China from the bridge of Hakaniemi 1
I want free booze to the backstage
Oona in the morning and Iina in the evening
And honey, tea and painkillers in the morning
Remembering the drunkeness of yesterday
What the hell guys, last night took half of this day again
Yep I threw it away
I don't think I need more than yesterday
When we go hard we live only half
And this much fun should no one have
But it's pointless to try be drier
As I can't get those kind of kicks anywhere else anyway
It's enough that I can be the culmination of your night
I don't want to be with others anyway
 
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
And the crowd roars like buffalos (buffalos, aah)
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
And the crowd roars like buffalos (buffalos, aah)
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
If places tear apart, so what about it
 
Night gets darker and I feel like it would be crazy to slow down
Night gets darker and I feel like it would be crazy cool
to get this pack gamboling
 
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
And the crowd roars like buffalos (buffalos, aah)
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
If places tear apart, so what about it
Enjoying your life with a little twist
And the crowd roars like buffalos (buffalos, aah)
So what
Nothing criminal about
Enjoying your life with a little twist
If places tear apart, so what about it (what about it)
 
Dog is out
Roope Salminen ja koirat
Buffalos baby
 

• 1. a district in Helsinki

Flower that never was

The beauty that I see in you
Goes beyond whatever dimensions
Its projection is so great
that it blinds me with its radiance
 
No one has ever been able
to leave me without words like you
All that I earn with deeds
you gave me back my faith
 
You have broken in me
all the barriers of pain
that I built
The way you treat me
You caress me with love like that flower
That I never was
 
With you the hours become like water
that travels inside of me
my skin expels what I feel
It's a terrible attraction
 
You, that novel formula
that made me lose control
I hold back and I obverse you
and my illusion grows
 
You have broken in me
all the barriers of pain
that I built
The way you treat me
You caress me with love like that flower
That I never was
 
You have broken in me
all the barriers of pain
that I built
The way you treat me
You caress me with love like that flower
That I never was
 
You have broken in me
 
The way you deal with me
You have broken in me
 

Cinema

A sudden rainfall came down in a foreign town. On the day I first saw you
wondering -- worrying -- about your high-heeled shoe.
A certain youthfulness hid in your silhouette. Oh, those words we spoke that day
even now -- in my mind -- I can't put them away.
 
The debut of the cinema -- it fills me with feeling.
straight from your little whispers -- they ring throughout to the last scene.
 
These naked toes you once held in your warm embrace. But today these little things
are wiggling -- quivering -- they shake and yet they're still...
Are you just playing the part of a mademoiselle? One who feels a little blue?
Please relax -- between the acts -- I'll sing a love song for you...
 
The debut of the cinema -- it fills me with feeling.
straight from your little whispers -- they ring throughout to the last scene.
 
A couple just waiting for the twilight in an afternoon at the beach,
dancing to almost-forgotten steps,
Your part and my part are destined together here...memories in our story.
on curtain fall -- perhaps then all -- the waves wash them to sea.
 
The debut of the cinema -- it fills me with feeling.
straight from your little whispers -- they ring throughout to the last scene.
 
Until the conclusion, cinema... I give myself to you.
I force myself to smile -- for I must say 'sayonara'.
 
The debut of the cinema -- it fills me with feeling.
straight from your little whispers -- they ring throughout to the last scene.
 
The debut of the cinema...
 
Cinema... (3x)
 

Ancient houses

I don't like new houses:
their face is indifferent.
The old ones look like widows
remembering and crying.
 
The cracks in their old plaster
seem like the wrinkles of an elderly.
Their greenish window panes
seem to cast a benevolent sad glance!
 
Their doors are hospitable,
for these gates have aged well.
Their walls are familiar
for all the welcoming they did.
 
The keys rust in locks there
for the hearts have no secrets left.
Time dulls the gilding there
but makes the portraits more true.
 
Dear voices sleep within them,
and in the big bed curtains,
a breath of fatherly soul
still ripples the old drapes.
 
I love sooth blackened fireplaces
whence swallows or rain
can be heard in the air
as spring and winter come.
 
I love those stairs that are climbed
on broad and low steps
by feet that know their count so well
for having bent them inder their weight.
 
I love the sagging roof, the attic
and its worm-eaten beams
that brings back under its frame
memories of bygone woods.
 
What I love most is the only beam
crossing the great hall
where the family gathers
that bears the full weight of the home.
 
Unmoving and busy,
it supports like in the past
the wary and cheerful kind
that still trust its wood.
 
It doesn't break under the load,
although its cracked sides
feel their wounds widening
and are all riddled by worms.
 
Drawing from an unknown strength,
pulling its last bits together,
the valiant oak still holds firm
under the rhythm of craddles.
 
Yet the children are growing older.
The beam is already bending.
It will further give way,
some ingrate will put it to the fire.
 
And, after burning it,
the memories of its good deed
will go up in smoke.
It will be utterly gone.
 
Truly dead indeed,
among all kinds of remains
scattered under many names,
for dead things have no offsprings.
 
As worn out maids
pass out in isolation,
things fall and are despised
and meet their ultimate end.
 
This is why, as the rubbles
of old houses are put to the flame,
a dreamer feels souls burning
among the embers' blue flashes.
 
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By celebrating this season

A long time ago
We could hear it well
The sweet sound of Arendelle's bell
We shared this moment of joy together
By celebrating this season
By celebrating this season
 

Open your house

Open, open your house
to come drink something
And sing some songs
Open, open your house
We put the sheriff in jail !
 
With me there is Fatso Muller
Who like only beer
And there is Little Billy
Who booze whisky
And too Pistol Joe
Who drink gazoline
And thre is me who doesn't drink
But who came for you
 
Open us your door or we'll gonna blow it up !
 
Open, open your house
to come drink something
And sing some songs
Open, open your house
We put the sheriff in jail !
 
With you we know there is
Chubby Lolita
And Lovelyface Suzy
Who plays drum
There is Pepita Vulcano
Who throw knifes
And I know there is you
Who loves only me
 
Open us your door or we'll gonna blow it up !
 
Open, open your house
to come drink something
And sing some songs
Open, open your house
We put the sheriff in jail !
 
Open, open, your house
we will not break anything, we are good guys
Open, open your house
We shaved ourselves and we smells good
 
Open, open houses
to come drink something
And sing some songs
open, open, houses
we don't want turn around anymore !
 
Open, open houses
to come drink something
And sing some songs
open, open, houses
we don't want turn around anymore !
 

I'm Not in Love With Your Eyes

Versions: #2
Confused, troubled! Mismatched, why, what is it?
I want to nonchalantly peek at the answer, a bad habit, isn’t it
 
It’s ambient unrest! However, in the middle of comprehending,
I’m always getting saved by a whirlpool of bitter thoughts
 
A wrong virtual image, infused with a wrong vision of the future
I think it’d be best to stop soon, but
 
So that I can at least hear your voice properly
I’ll get wet in a storm, I won’t mind because I’ll leave it to the bath towel
In a world shined on by the golden wavering sun, I’ve already
Thought a little about trying to live, you might be why
I might die regretting it Things like guarantees are after all useless
In a naive moment, being deceived?
 
I ate up sentiment! In the middle of running side-by-side with the unexpected
Catching up, getting ahead, doing it over again is human nature
 
Feeling sad and grumbling, instantly coming to an agreement and resetting
It can’t be that simple to do, huh?
 
I’m not in love with your eyes but I understand
When you lose something important, that breaking feeling
A shining rainbow-colored happiness, even if such a thing doesn’t exist
There are still things created from a teaspoonful of simple machinery
 
My confidence is in high spirits, I’ve gotten used to failing severely and things I was afraid of
And I fell into a never-ending loop, it’s a disease, a disease, well, just a little until the tide pulls
 
I’m not in love with your eyes but I understand
When you lose something important, that breaking feeling
A shining rainbow-colored happiness, even if such a thing doesn’t exist
A thing created from a teaspoonful of simple machinery
Could you try to believe me a little, even though it’s true there’s no guarantee
You can hold my hand, after all
 

Spring is coming and we

As the golden dandelions begin to bloom, droplets that failed to become snow are dripping.
They looked a bit like a crying face, so I offered my umbrella without even thinking.
Right? Left? Which is the right way? The road ends before we can even decide.
But when someone special comes to mind, we’ll choose the path that saves them from pain.
 
With a small bit of courage, we proceed forward.
When the path gets jagged, we head diagonally.
Once we’ve made progress, it’ll become new light!
With the calling of songbirds, like their close embrace,
The tick-tock of the season’s clock can be heard.
 
Spring comes again and we drip our paints upon a new page.
We became friends. We ate delicious things. We even argued, just a little bit.
Holding our respective days close to our hearts, we’ve watched light stream through the trees again and again.
We head toward a future we believe won’t be a mistake.
As our one-way tickets flutter in the tailwinds pushing us onward, today is a gold star day!
 
We get caught up out of nowhere and worry too much. We think we’re happy, but something doesn’t seem right.
We feel like we’re back at zero again. It’s quite the maze!
But the most random thing can make us smile in an instant.
Just like that, just like that, I’m sure we can keep ourselves going!
 
Changing our hair style, we press the shutter.
Leaping over a puddle, we press the shutter.
A splash glides through the air and we feel somehow moved.
We’ll wish for each and every blink to become a photograph!
 
As we make our brushes dance, we begin to wish we could stop time.
But the smiles overflow, becoming a never-before-seen color. They can’t be contained by our field of view.
We’re not doing all this for whomever will read the finished pages. That’s not quite it, right?
There’s an answer we can only understand in this moment!
If we’re still saying “I don’t know”, let’s at least say “Who cares?” as we stick out our tongues!
 
Even if the fate in which our dreams come true is a lie,
Let’s mix in some different colors, making yet another future!
By the time God gets fed up, we’ll already feel a warm wind coming on.
 
Spring comes again and we… I’m so sorry, we’ll end up being selfish.
We’ll wish to keep the new, in equal measure to the things we’ve treasured all along.
 
Spring comes again and we drip our paints upon a new page.
We became friends. We ate delicious things. We even argued, just a little bit.
Holding our respective days close to our hearts, we’ve watched light stream through the trees again and again.
We head toward a future we believe won’t be a mistake.
Our one-way tickets flutter
From the tailwinds pushing us onward. I’ve chosen this answer with my own two feet, so watch me as I go!
 

The house on the port

Versions: #2
There were songs, songs,
The men came to drink and dream
In the house on the port
Where the girls laughed loudly,
Where the wine made them sing, sing, sing.
 
The fishermen will tell you,
They came to it
Before leaving, pull their nets.
They came to warm up near us
In the house on the harbor.
 
The shutters have been opened and since
The laughter of the girls is gone.
Under a neon tube,
An official with lorgnons
Is lost in his papers, old papers.
 
Where are the Flower Curtains
And color lamps
Maria's hair, her bare arms?
Looks like it's all dead and dead
In the house on the harbor.
 
Yet I came back one night,
I had thought that they sang there as before,
But couples who danced
Were nothing now
That the shadows of the past, of the past.
 
In vain I searched for this girl that I was,
Who also knew how to sing and love.
I tell you that everything is dead and dead
In the house on the harbor.
 
It is not on my twenty years that I cry,
Very often with the girls I cried
But we could let
Our songs sleep in peace,
Our songs and our loves, our loves.
 
I told Maria
And to the girls there:
Let's drink to forget,
... A small marc,
Since our heart is dead and dead
In the house on the harbor.
Since our heart is dead and dead
In the house on the port.I
 

There's No Love in Your Eyes

So lost and confused! Why is everything not how it should be?
I want to look at the answer like I just don't care, but I know I shouldn't.
 
Ambient and disturbing! But to be fair I'm still chewing on it,
From the whirlpool made of my bitter promises to save you.
 
A mistaken pretense, infused into our mistaken future plan.
I've been thinking that it might be the time to put it to rest.
 
As long as I can hear your voice alone more clearly than anything,
I don't care if I'm drenched in this storm. I'll just leave the towels to you.
The sun, shimmering in gold, shines its light on the whole world.
If it weren't for you, I don't think I'd want to live in it any longer.
I might die with all of my regrets in tow. And I can't rely on any guarantees.
Was I tricked by a moment of happiness?
 
Sentiment slapped me in the face! Always keeping up without me knowing.
It catches up and then passes me by, that's what we call this thing called life.
 
I grumble, down in the dumps. Seems someone agreed and hit reset.
Not like you could ever change something as easily as that.
 
I can't see a single trace of love in your eyes, but I totally get it.
On the day you lost everything, you can't help but feel like you're breaking.
Even if you don't have the happiness of a shining rainbow in the sky,
You can make all of the colors yourself with just a teaspoon of water.
 
You lose your nerve when you make a mistake, and all the times you feel scared.
If you get used to it you'll never recover, at least not until the tide rolls out.
 
I can't see a single trace of love in your eyes, but I totally get it.
On the day you lost everything, you can't help but feel like you're breaking.
Even if you don't have the happiness of a shining rainbow in the sky,
You can make all of the colors yourself with just a teaspoon of water.
Won't you try to give faith a chance? Though it's true that there's no guarantees.
You can just hold on to my hand.
 

Prisoners of futility

We have walked along the tracks - the tracks
Some of us have fallen
And what happened to the rest? - to the rest
We are the prisoners of futility
 
Behind us, countries and villages
Vanishing under wild ivy
Where only one dog perhaps survives - survives
We are the prisoners of futility
 
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
And our heart suffers, it's like a stain
Something that grows and hides itself
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
 
A few crosses were put up along the way - the way
At which the torturers point fingers
Saying 'Of the other world what is left?' - what is left
We are the prisoners of futility
 
Beyond us, the sky is lead - sky is lead
Is there a God, someone, we call him
He forgot us, how could he? - how could he
We are the prisoners of futility
 
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
And our heart suffers, it's like a stain
Something that grows and hides itself
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
 
Prisoners of futility, prisoners, prisoners
 

Elméd szélmalmai

Körben ...mint egy kör a spirálisban,
mint egy kerék a kerékben ...
Soha nincs vége, soha nincs kezdet
az örökké - forgó orsón.
Mint egy hegyről legördülő hólabda
vagy egy farsangi léggömb
Mint egy körhinta ami forog,
köröket futva a hold körül.
 
Mint egy óra, melynek karjai átsöpörnek
az arcára festett perceken
És a világ mint egy alma
némán pörög a világűrben.
Mint a körök miket megtalálsz
az elméd szélmalmaiban.
 
Mint egy alagút, amit követsz
s, a saját alagútjába vezet
Le, egy üregen át egy barlangba
oda, ahol a nap sem süt soha.
Mint egy meg - nem - álló forgóajtó
egy félig - elfelejtett álomban
Mint a vízfodrok
egy patakba hajított kavics nyomán.
 
Mint egy óra, melynek karjai átsöpörnek
az arcára festett perceken
És a világ olyan mint egy alma
némán pörög a világűrben.
Mint a körök miket megtalálsz
az elméd szélmalmaiban.
 
Zsebedben megcsörrenő kulcsok,
fejedben fecsegő szavak
Miért múlt el a nyár oly gyorsan?
Talán volt valami amit te mondtál?
Szerelmesek sétálnak a vízparton
és otthagyják lábnyomaikat a homokban
Az a távolból hallatszó dobszó
csak újaid dobolása volt?
 
Folyosó falain lógó képek
vagy egy dal foszlányai,
Félig - meddig eszedbe jutó nevek és arcok,
de kikhez is tartoznak?
Mikor már tudtad, hogy véget ért
hirtelen rájöttél,
hogy az őszi levelek árnyalatai
az ő hajának színébe fordultak.
 
Mint egy kör a spirálisban,
mint egy kerék a kerékben ...
Soha nincs vége vagy kezdete
az örökké - forgó orsón.
Képsorok pörögnek le egymás után,
mint a körök miket megtalálsz ...
Az elméd szélmalmaiban.
 
Folyosó falain lógó képek
vagy egy dal foszlányai,
Félig - meddig eszedbe jutó nevek és arcok,
de kikhez is tartoznak?
Mikor már tudtad, hogy véget ért
hirtelen rájöttél,
hogy az őszi levelek árnyalatai
az ő hajának színébe fordultak.
 
Mint egy kör a spirálisban,
mint egy kerék a kerékben ...
Soha nincs vége vagy kezdete
az örökké - forgó orsón.
Képsorok pörögnek le egymás után,
mint a körök miket megtalálsz ...
Az elméd szélmalmaiban.
 
Dana Kósa

The Empty House

This house which is too empty and too big without you
Where your memories still linger on
But you're nothing but a shadow of the shadow of my joy anymore
And my reason goes astray as soon as it's about you
And sometimes I get drunk and cry all quietly
In this house which is empty and too big without you
~ ~
I used to love your laughter too much and I used to love your voice too much
And I keep running to the door at the smallest sound of steps
But it's the rattling wind and it's laughing at me
And then I close the door and I've no longer got another choice
Than to liven myself up with scents from the past
Or to escape this house which is empty and too big without you
~ ~
Will I ever see you again in this house?
You, who were my empire, and you, who used to be my joy
Well, quite often I dream and laugh at the broken pieces
Cursing you and sometimes still waiting for you
I dream of other dreams and I already love you
In this house which is too empty and too big without you
 

Her reason for being

She went through the mill
She survived so many fights
She reached out so hard with her heart1
when others just gave up.
 
She says after meeting some stares
words become insignificant.
You act because you have to,
without thinking2
 
That might be
a drop in the ocean
That might be
a drop in the desert,
but it's her reason for being.
Her reason for being.
 
She has wiped tears from her eyes so often
She lovered her gaze so often3,
forgetting how blue the sky is
for staring so hard at the dust.
 
She says you can always make up excuses
for doing nothing.
As for her, she would rather keep quiet
and do what she has to do.
 
That might be
a drop in the ocean
That might be
a drop in the desert,
but it's her reason for being.
Her reason for being.
 
She broke so many silences,
shouted at the walls
with only indifference for echoes
and even more bitter resentment.
 
For if here and now life
has shrunk down to survival,
you have to be aware that a butterfly flap
can change everything for real.
 
That might be
a drop in the ocean
That might be
a drop in the desert,
but it's her reason for being.
Her reason for being.
 

• 1. the French is a bit peculiar
• 2. 'without asking yourself why'
• 3. 'she dropped so many eyelids'

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Malevolence

Versions: #2
My thoughts keep being yours
My body keeps waiting for your comfort*
The more you pull away, you bring me closer
When my soul thinks, yours becomes alert alert
 
You avoid my presence
Saying its malevolent**
 
Return to me I'll take care of you***
From everything bad
Ill fish for the good
In your heart I'll fill with all the love you need to have
 
I miss the moments we'd talk in silence
The magic created from our secrets
The spaces, the passions
Your caresses without fears
Your tranquility
Your lessons
 
You are the muse of my verses
This connection goes beyond the universe
My kisses connect to your kisses
The pieces of your soul
Complement mine
Completely
 
You avoid my presence
Saying its malevolent
 
Return to me I'll take care of you
From everything bad
Ill fish for the good
In your heart I'll fill with all the love you need to have
 
Return to me I'll take care of you
From everything bad
Ill fish for the good
In your heart I'll fill with all the love you need to have
 

Listening to Linear Blue

Can I replay it again? I'm not gonna stop, you know.
Lost in the trance, with no reason or sense.
 
If today I’m still not good enough, I'll just have to postpone it once more.
Unbalanced? So what if it's hard to understand.
 
Always unaware, stifling the countless sighs
Frazzled by imitations
But even when I crash into the other's justice, I'm alright.
I still have to be me.
 
Though all on my own, I'm listening to the linear blue
And I so wish to believe you're waiting for me at the end of it.
If I give up, I'll never reach you.
I'm sure there's tomorrow - the most important there's ever been
So today the melody will play on, over and over again.
 
Ah, so that's what it’s like
The astronomical potential to bear everything that comes down one day
A speck of the Big Bang show.
 
It's more than enough
It's unconditional
You know, I'll show you
The show of a single instant
That paints a parabola onto the future.
 
Our hearts knit together, with no intention or aim
And the feelings have stirred, unstoppable.
Would you say it's wrong?
Well, I don't give a damn.
It's not for them to decide.
 
Linear blue seeps into the tedium of today
And I feel like I'm now a bit closer to the magic of the sky
Can you hear it?
Like long-awaited sunset, creeping near and bringing joy to a lone man
The melody whirls into space.
 
It doesn't have to be right now.
But if at the end - at the very last moment - I could finally touch you
It’d be a sacrilege to fold under some trifling hardship now
And the reason is simple enough
'I truly mean it'.
 
Though all on my own, I'm listening to the linear blue
And I so wish to believe you're waiting for me at the end of it.
If I give up, I'll never reach you.
I'm sure there's tomorrow - the most important there's ever been
So there can be no hesitation, none at all.
 
Where's that shining end full of smiles and laughter?
I ask myself countless times as the night passes by.
But if give up I won't reach it.
For you're waiting for me, in the same sky and space.
 
I want us to make music together, but for now
The melody will play on, over and over again.
 

Tracing the Orion

Good day to you. Something's wrong, isn't it? I can tell from just one look at your face.
You think I have extrasensory perception or something? Don't be silly now!
 
Bored girl, do you wish to be talented? A decision comes after a barrage of deliberations.
The streets will dance to your Venus sustain.
 
Perfectly, Euphoria!
 
At times we cry at even the most insignificant words.
See, we are fairly moderately dramatic. We can easily become superstars.
 
In a night as deep as this, where we're tracing the Orion constellation,
We want to be connected. We want to be separated. In short, we're dubious and muddled up.
Wishing for a brand-new future, if only we could weave out
some marvelous never-before-heard words, then even time will stop.
 
'IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO END HERE.'
 
Let's have a toast in celebration of the grand announcement of our newest technology.
Is it extrasensory perception? Is it? At this moment, nothing will be disclosed.
 
Bored girl, are you singing a song? Don't worry if your audience is somewhat barren.
I find your Venus sustain unquestionably touching.
 
Perfectly, Euphoria!
 
We're so tightly knit that we're inseparable. It's about time you realize this!
Now, use your right hand to grope for treasures at the bottom of the darkness. Tension MAX!
 
We will sing in praise for our youthful days at the end of which we can smile,
as well as the days where we dream, love, and become utterly astounded again and again.
If you could grasp the true meaning behind the knife I carry,
then you would make me really really happy.
 
Even if I have stumbled and fallen,
I was standing just a moment ago, so I can still stand up now.
My shining voice becomes lighter, floats up, and drifts away as far as possible.
 
In a night as deep as this, where we're tracing the Orion constellation,
We want to be connected. We want to be separated. In short, we're dubious and muddled up.
Wishing for a brand-new future, if only we could weave out
some marvelous never-before-heard words, then even time will stop
 
In a night as deep as this, where we're tracing the Orion constellation,
I am here, and you're here, and that's more than enough to make me grateful.
Wishing for a brand-new future, if only we could weave out
some marvelous never-before-heard words, then we shall let them fly into the sky.
 
We will accept and love our past, and then look at some never-before-seen scenery.
'IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO END HERE.'
 

Heaven and Hell

Who is normal in this show?
 
frustration of banknotes and conferences
her mister, the boss’s yell is pointless
merely resounding, it’s distorted, I’m not in the registry of name
 
throwing a fresh tomato at the white walls
because we don’t want to spill unnecessary blood
nontheless, the triad collapse, causing puzzles beyond our expectations to occur, shake it
 
whether it is the suspect, whether it is treachery
there is no end to it, hence let’s stay around until the result is out
 
counting the heavens and hells
before I get killed out of boredom
I raised unwavering condition and definite reasons, and wait on your reply
counting the heavens and hells
as it flickers before my eyes, I can’t deny my inferiority complex
I’ll be there because I won’t let you go, making noise selfishly tonight as well
 
it is merely madness till the end
tick-tack of the diamond, as if it is rolling within my palms
such strong spirit, such hate, I don’t think I can get used to it
 
the idea of “ladies first”, giving presents spontaneously
as they don’t exist in my dictionary, I’ll leave to it the few gentlemen
 
counting the heavens and hells
before I get killed out of boredom
without reducing growth, putting on simplicity and good conduct, I’ll play with your humility
counting the heavens and hells
I will not be deceived into sly errors by your innocence
Watch your step! aa don’t look down on adults, comfortably making noise selfishly
 
on the bass with the fakest beat!
on the drums with clever shots!
chaotic show at the same time!
 
OK people, one more time
 
counting the heavens and hells
before I get killed out of boredom
I raised unwavering condition and definite reasons, and wait on your reply
counting the heavens and hells
as it flickers before my eyes, I can’t deny my inferiority complex
I’ll be there because I won’t let you go, making noise selfishly tonight as well
however I am attracted to your beauty
 

The little blue house

The little blue house,
is invaded with silence,
the house of my childhood,
it hurts when I see it.
 
However it's stronger than I,
I would come back, without hesitate,
I would take that route
that leads to my memories.
 
It's here where I grew up,
where I found out about life,
those beautiful days escaped already,
always vibrating inside me.
 
The little blue house,
to my eyes, it's the same
it's here that those people I love
had precious days.
 
My youth lies here,
down this road,
my youth lies here
somewhere in this garden.
 
The little blue house,
is invaded with sadness,
but it is for me, anyway
the house of precious days,
the house of precious days
precious days.
 
Just learning.

Amikor semmit sem szólsz

Elképesztő ahogyan a szívemhez tudsz szólni
Szavak nélkül tudok fénybe vonulni
Bármennyit is próbálnám, soha nem tudnám elmagyarázni
Mit hallok én mikor te semmit nem mondasz.
 
Kórus:
Mosolyod elárulja: szükséged van rám
Szemeid nem tudnak hazudni
Kibeszélik, te soha nem fogsz elhagyni
Kezeid közt oltalmat lelnék
És elkapnának ha netán zuhannék
Legjobbat mondod amikor hallgatsz
 
Egész nap
Emberek zsibongnak
De mikor melléd kerülök
A zajok eltompulnak
Soha de soha nem tudnám megmagyarázni
Szíveink zörej-beszédet csendé tisztázni.
 

Ne mérgezd a szívedet

Még mindig csodálkozom, miért
Tettünk minden rossz dolgot, még egy harc
Sír az ég
Elfordítod a fejed
Fivéreim és nővéreim, meg tudjuk változtatni ezt a helyet
 
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
Emlékezz, érezni fogod ezt a mágikus fényt
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
 
Minden angyalom azt kérdi, miért
Próbálja valaki ellopni a fényünket
Mi igaz?
Mi hamis?
Újra és újra ezt hallom
Néhány ember azt mondja, minden csak eladásra van
Mondd 'menjetek el', ne hagyd, hogy belépjenek a fejedbe
Mi igaz?
Mi hamis?
Fivéreim és nővéreim, meg tudjuk változtatni ezt a helyet
 
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
Emlékezz, te még csak egy gyerek vagy
Ne mérgezd a szívedet és érezd a szabadságot
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
Ne mérgezd
Ne mérgezd
Ne mérgezd
Ne mérgezd
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
Emlékezz, érezni fogod ezt a mágikus fényt
Ne mérgezd a szívedet
Ne mérgezd, ne mérgezd a szívedet
 

I live for you

I live for you, for you, for you,
thinking only about you, about you, about you
I'm looking for you again, can't you see?
I stopped loving myself
I risk myself for you, for you, for you
nothing can be without you, without you, without you,
you are my reason to be,
Eden's fantasy
 
Love me, I beg you,
you are the root of my fire,
for me, there's no other desire
than kissing your velvet skin
I know my passion overwhelms you,
but your glance incites me,
this thing I don't know, explodes
you are my vicious circle.
 
I withdraw from you, from you, from you
dedicating my existence, my existence, my existence
I give in my power to you,
make me one with yourself.
 
I come back for you, for you, for you
I can't see myself without you, without you, without you,
I see you eyes stopping the heartbeats of my skin.
 
Love me, I beg you,
you are the root of my fire,
for me, there's no other desire
than kissing your velvet skin
I know my passion overwhelms you,
but your glance incites me,
this thing I don't know, explodes
you are my vicious circle.
 
Love me, I beg you,
you are the root of my fire,
for me, there's no other desire
than kissing your velvet skin.
 
Just learning.

My House

When my steps guide me
There, to the empty house
Blinds falling and crying,
Suddenly everything from before comes back
Here, there was laughter,
There were secrets and sighs
But like ivy, time
Has covered over everything from yesterday
 
They go away, where is the laughter, where are the sounds
That fill my house in the evening
The April moon, the white season
Where have the people that we were gone
My house is empty and alone
 
Believe me when I say I hear
Our evenings of days gone by resounding
Here, it was a kingdom
Full of dreams and kids
Now people don't care any more
 
From this old overgrown garden
Time takes away all laughter
Like the wind takes away dead leaves
 
They go away, where is the laughter, where are the sounds
That fill my house in the evening
The April moon, the white season
Where have the people that we were gone
My house is empty and alone
 
(When my steps guide me there, to the empty house)
Oh...
 

I Was Not Born To Love

When I was sixteen
I longed so much for
A love that never came
 
I always waited for it
All of my friends
Were in the same
Situation
 
And later on I saw
How they all changed
Their way of life
All of them with their sweethearts
Each one of them
Was smiling, very happy
Everyone but me
 
And my loneliness
Grew ever sadder,
Ever darker, that is how I experienced it
And at that age
Everyone asked me for the reason
And I only used to say,
 
'I wasn't born to love
Nobody was born for me
I was only
A crazy dreamer, nothing more.'
 
I wasn't born to love
Nobody was born for me
I was only
A crazy dreamer, nothing more.
 
I always looked for this love
But I never could
Find it
I always waited for it
And wherever I waited
It never showed up
 
Today, my loneliness
Is even sadder
Even darker than before, as you can see,
Today at my age,
My friends are still asking me
And it's sad to answer,
 
'I wasn't born to love
Nobody was born for me
I was only
A crazy dreamer, nothing more.'
 
I wasn't born to love
Nobody was born for me
My dreams never came true
I was not born for love
 

I Enjoy

Versions: #4
I enjoy loving you,
I enjoy caressing you
and put you to sleep
gives me goosebumps.
Having you in front of me,
and make you smile,
I would give anything
for being here forever,
among all these things.
Let me love you,
Give yourself to me,
I will not fail you,
I want to grow old with you.
 
Chorus
I want to kiss you,
Lose time with you,
Keep your secrets,
take care of your moments
hug you,
wait for you, adore you
be patient with you
your madness is my science.
 
I enjoy watching
your every movement,
it is an addiction what I have
never forgive you
Give away my time to you
I wabt to grow old with you
I want to give you a kiss,
lose time with you
keep your secrets
take care of your moments
hug you,
wait for you, adore you
be patient with you
your madness is my science
I want to kiss you,
lose time with you,
keep your secrets
take care of your moments
hug you,
wait for you, adore you
be patient with you
your madness is my science
 

Your pride

When did I lose
control of my feelings?
When did I decide
to accept your secrets?
When did I allow
myself to be hurt with all this?
 
When, tell me, don't you see
That I lost consciousness
Madness already went under my skin
The memories don't stop coming back
When I finally want to understand
My doubts visit my faith
 
How unfair is your pride, it tears my world apart
How unfair is your pride, it tears my world apart
No,..
No,..
No,..
 
When did I give up
The sum of all my kisses?
And I exchanged myself for a minute of their time
When did I empty my will for a reunion?
When, tell me, don't you see
I don't even remember anymore
 
Because of you I want to regret it
But my pulse no longer ends there
Wwhenn I finally want to understand
My doubts visit my faith
 
How unfair is your pride, it tears my world apart
How unfair is your pride, it tears my world apart
How unfair is your pride, it tears my world apart
How unfair is your pride, it tears my world apart
 

Emma's Theme

Once I lived in darkness
Out there on my own
Left to brave the world alone
Everything seemed hopeless
No chance to break free
Couldn't hear the song inside of me
 
Once upon a time
A song inspired them: be brave
They gave me up because my fate
Was as the one who'd save
The world from your dark magic
And the wicked things you do
They placed a song inside my heart
More powerful than you
 
All the years of running
No, not anymore
I know what I'm living for
I'm no longer searching
Turns out all along
The answer was inside me
With a song.
 

I give you

Let me hold your hand.
Let me look you in the eye.
 
Let me give you all my splendor,
Throughout my eyes.
 
Let me stay here.
Let me kiss you there,
Where you keep your secrets,
The darkest and the most beautiful ones.
 
I give you my legs,
Put your head on them.
I give you my strengths,
Use each one that you do not have.
I give you the pieces,
That make up my soul.
That nothing shall ever be missing from you.
I'll love you until I die,
I'll love you until I die.
 
Let me play with you.
Let me make you smile.
Let me give you my sweetness.
Why do you feel what I felt?
Let me take care of you,
let me hug you,
Let me teach you everything I have,
To make you very happy.
 
I give you my legs,
Put your head on them.
I give you my strengths,
Use each one that you do not have.
I give you the pieces,
That make up my soul.
That nothing shall ever be missing from you.
I'll love you until I die.
 
I give you my legs,
Put your head on them.
I give you my strengths,
Use each one that you do not have.
I give you the pieces,
That make up my soul.
That nothing ever is missing from you.
I'll love you until I die,
I'll love you until I die,
I'll love you until I die.