A keresés eredménye oldal 22

I have no power to stop my boy.

I have no power to stop my boy
Friend, friends, from loving me,
And though I complain, it‘s no use,
And when I really ask him and say
That he stop loving me so much,
I might as well just keep quiet.
 
If he wants to talk with me, I say at once
That he not talk to me, because great harm
Comes to me from his talk, but it doesn‘t work,
And when I really tell him and ask
That he stop loving me so much,
I might as well just keep quiet.
 
I‘m always upset by his company,
‘Cause I‘m afraid of losing my good name
Because of him, like the other time,
And though I tell him really in anger
That he stop loving me so much,
I might as well just keep quiet.
 

When I went one day to talk.

When I went one day to talk,
With you, my friend, I did it as a favor,
And for that you boasted about me,
But if I ever talk with you again
Go right away and say that you did
With me all that you wanted to do.
 
Because, my friend, I talked one time
With you, to save you from death,
And you went and boasted over me,
But if I talk with you another time,
Go right away and say that you did
With me all that you wanted to do
 
‘Cause I know very well that you didn‘t do
Half of what you said you did.
 

Agonized Wind

Come, O agonized wind! Heavy is your heart, as is mine!
Saddens me, the silent sunsets of this stone town
Worn you off, the journey through the poverty-hymned town
Help me God! Help! O wind! You still smell of the blazed locks!1
You still bring those two bright hands that wail over warm blood!
Help me God! O wind! You still smell of the blazed locks!
You still bring the heat of fire flames, the wet waiting eyes
And the scarlet letters2branded on the brow of these wastelands!
Help me God! Help! O wind! You still smell of the blazed locks!
Still
O wind! New year news bearer can't bear this! Tell him not to come!
Help me God! Help! O wind! You still smell of the blazed locks!
 

• 1. Lit. burnt women hair
• 2. A mark of shame, borrowed the phrase from Nathaniel Hawthorns' famous book's title
• 3. A border city in Iran. It was the scene of some fierce battles during Iran-Iraq war (1980-1988)

Swallowing Water

Versions: #1
[verse 1]
Oh it's my bad,
But what's worrying you
There's no need to hide the tears now that you have company
How about we open the curtains
And let the sunlight
Get rid of our dispute
 
[verse 2]
But please don't let the light blind you
 
And I won't let the words confuse you
To be honest I don't know where the answers are
To fill the holes in your heart
 
[chorus]
The feeling is starting to fade
I'm not fully sure what to do
But i know i don't want you to disappear
 
[verse 3]
If there was a way of swimming
Without swallowing water
Without swallowing water
I'm sure it'd be way easier to forget
About all the intense problems
About all the pointless problems
 
[chorus]
The feeling is starting to fade
I'm not fully sure what to do
But I know I don't want you to disappear
 
The feeling is starting to fade
I'm not fully sure what to do
But I know I don't want you to disappear
 
The feeling is starting to fade
I'm not fully sure what to do
But I know I don't want you to disappear
 
The feeling is starting to fade
 
The feeling is starting to fade
 

Vidro

'I won't lie to you, so don't lie to me either, okay?'
'What pushy justice.' Every time I try to do the right thing,
I'm met with skepticism,
 
When I'm honest, I suffer losses and become empty. Even so, even so
 
Ah, I want to be an upright person, an upright person
My wavering heart tells a lie, liar, liar, liar
Yes, I want to be perfect, ah, I can't be tainted with evil
Having an honest heart makes you dumb! I believe
 
Ah, 'That's a sophism,' you say, 'You put on airs to dissimulate.'
So what's bad about it? I admire how you've grown.
 
If children need to learn dirtiness so as to mature, I'd rather remain a child, remain as I am now
There's no exposing my heart, if you are to lie, it means you deceive me!
 
It is difficult to make your way in life, 'That chicken is no use,' they say
How unrewarded I am! Am I a child? Or what?
 
Ah, I want to be an upright person, an upright person l
My wavering heart tells a lie, liar, liar, liar
Yes, I want to be perfect, ah, I can't be tainted with evil
Am I stupid to have a dishonest heart?
 
'Reveal my lies up to now so as to become a righteous human!'
Made of vidro,1 I have no talent, so cries
my see-through heart
being dyed in black, breaking down in tears!
I want to be human!
 

• 1. Vidro is a Portuguese word, and in English means glass.

Keep it patriarchal

Daughter of wrath
Home delivery scum commando
We're here to collect for the alleged damages 1
Lock on the doors, and hide away your kids
The feminists are comming, giving ruthlessness away
 
The kid who acts as the poster child
And pretends to be nice when granny's around
Awards himself medals for making his bed
As if taking care of him was my problem
You're not fooling us
With that little victim spiel, champ
At this point we're not playing dumb anymore
If you wanna debate, let others talk and take a look outside
We've been raised to abide by the norms
Forgiving our lives for being brought up in sin
For the weight of the cross of those who don't conform anymore
There's no fixing us... that was their diagnosis
 
If you want to get that blindfold off your eyes
They'll curse your eyelids for disturbing order
They'll hide away your body, guarded by keylocks
The kind of locks only hate can break
We're here to make those bitches Like there's something missing from me
Sometimes I think
Why does everything
Seem to be hindering me
 
I'm only just dreaming
Why are they stopping it?
Following a white rabbit
And I arrived to another world
 
Wonderland!
There where the surroundings are colorful
Your wants!
Will all be achieved (Come now, join)
Love!
Happiness!
That's what you'll get
A place
A new world
Where the sadness will come to an end
 
Sometimes I notice that you're having some difficult times
Like you're alone
Sometimes I see that you're troubled
Like you can't do it anymore
 
I'm only just dreaming
Why are they preventing it?
Come, and you all follow
Join now in our world
 
Wonderland!
There where the surroundings are colorful
Your wants!
Will all be achieved (Come now, join)
Love!
Happiness!
That's what you'll get
A place
A new world
Where the sadness will come to an end
 
Forget about it now, oh, forget about it now
Your problems, all your problems
No one will stop us
No one will hinder us
Here in our world, everything can be achieved
Jumping, dancing
Come now and follow
In wonderland we will be happy
 
But you're not sure
You're scared to cross the path
 
But don't be worried
Because we're here
You're not alone now
 
Wonderland!
There where the surroundings are colorful
Your wants!
Will all be achieved (You're not able to leave)
Love!
Happiness!
That's what you will feel
A place
A new world
Oh, a place
A new world
A place
A world
Where we're happy!
 

Teardrops

I'm boohooing on and on. For whom? It's for myself.
It's for my intoxication, asserting, 'I'm so sad.'
To the entertainment, I dance, I dance, my heart pounds with it.
How many times am I going to meet 'fun'?
 
Even so, I want to cry innocently
I want to cry innocently.
My tangled teardrops drop and fall. Am I doing badness?
 
I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently,
because I'm so sad, for real!
The fact that I can't prove my true intention, also makes me sad.
 
I transcribe my feelings which never reach you, wishing they would reach you nonetheless.
They're nothing special to tell, though.
Yes, that reminds me that cruelly, I have nothing much special to say even when in trouble.
It's just because I'm roused to protect myself.
 
I'm boohooing on and on. For whom? It's for myself.
I'm well aware that sadness is not a plaything.
However, something got stuck— and I yell,
'Umm, that's not it! That's not it!' Still, I make light of it.
I feel I'm the only brute here.
 
Once again, I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently.
Every time I badly think of you,
my mind comes over funny.
 
I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently,
Because I'm suffocating, for real!
I feel my heart is miles away.
 
Even if I cry while looking down on them inwardly, they'll never get it.
So let's pretend to grieve moderately to grow up.
 
I'm boohooing on and on. For whom? It's for myself.
It's for my intoxication, asserting, 'I'm so sad.'
To the entertainment, I dance, I dance, my heart pounds with it.
But it's all in my mind, in my mind, ah, ah
 
So, that's why, I want to cry innocently,
I want to cry innocently.
My tangled teardrops drop and fall. Am I doing badness?
 
I want to cry innocently,
ah, I want to cry innocently!
Because I'm so sad, for real!
The fact that I can't prove my true intention also makes me sad.
 
My slightly entangled 'I'm so sad,' please understand it.
 
Please understand it.
 

That song

It's not for your presence, so intoxicating
It's not for your appearance, so elegant
It's not because I pee laughing when I'm with you
It's not because you bring the devil with me to church
Nor for the light you steal when you break into dance
It's because you sing that song no one can hear
 
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only you and me
 
It's not because I lose papers with you
Nor becuase you give where it hurts
It's no because I love your company
Nor becuase your soul rhymes with mine
Nor for the light you steal when you break into dance
It's because you dance that song no one can hear
 
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only me, only me
Only you and me
 

Two Crying Eyes

In the watches of the night I saw two crying eyes.
The dreams come true flew me away high above the skies.
 
In the watches of the night I saw two crying eyes.
Hungrily I kissed you, you too, my sunrise!
 
In my dreams I kiss you,
In my waking hours I miss you!
 
The tearful morning waits for me with two crying eyes,
The wound full of cherished dreams's the reason why I cry.
 
The tearful morning waits for me with two crying eyes,
I drink my tears, honey, it hurts me with no lies.
 

Helel Yos

Helel yose, helel yose1
Helel yos, hel-o hel hel, helel yose
Helel yos, hel-o hel hel, helel yose
The blacks are drunk
Hel-o hel 7hel, helel yose
They dance with (the sound of) ney
Hel-o hel hel, helel yose
The black travel
Helel yose-lyose
They're not afraid of danger
Helel yose-lyose
 
Our black people are great
No stranger is allowed to join us
Oh, the black girls of our people
They've driven us crazy2
 
Helel yose, helel yose
Helel yos, hel-o hel hel, helel yose
Helel yos, hel-o hel hel, helel yose
Musa, who told you marry?
Helel yose, helel yose
To get yourself captivated of wife
Helel yose, helel yose
Bro, who told you marry?
Helel yose, helel yose
To make yourself wretched like that
Helel yose, helel yose
 
Our black people are great
No stranger is allowed to join us
Oh, the black girls of our people
They've driven us crazy2
 

• 1. According to an explanation of this well known phrase in south of Iran, it's an Arabic phrase which means 'Oh upset man, sing the song of rain' it could mean 'don't give up' but as this meaning is not related to the rest of lyrics, I didn't translate it and just wrote the transliteration.
• Lit. they set us on fire (by their charm, beauty, etc.)

The Last Royal Bullfight in Salvaterra

Tradition tells us
That once upon a time
Pombal,1 in open fight
Put to an end forever
To the royal bullfights
In Salvaterra2 bullrings
 
Put to an end forever
To the royal bullfights
In Salvaterra bullrings
 
Was bullfighting on that day
Before noble nobility
The young Count of Arcos
Whose valorous blood
By unfortunate whim
In the arena laid in pools
 
Whose valorous blood
On an unfortunate whim
In the arena it laid in puddles
 
The Marquis of Marialva,
Look at the bull that tore to pieces
His so dearly loved son
And says to the King, with fervour
I swear to you my lord
The Count will be avenged
 
And say to the King, with fervour
I swear to you my lord
The Count will be avenged
 
The King denies it for fear
But in the throes of pain
The Marquis leaped to the ring
And avenges with decision
By his own hand
The blood of his race
 
And avenges with decision
By his own hand
The blood of his race
 
Then the King, who wept,
To the minister who was waiting,
He said: Marquis of Pombal
It is hereby odered
There will never be again
Another royal bullfight in my reign
 
It is hereby odered
There will never be again
Another royal bullfight in my reign
 

• 1. Marquis of Pombal
• 2. Salvaterra de Magos, in Ribatejo, used to be one of the places favoured by the Court, centuries ago. It is surrounded by woods and pasture land, horses and bulls for use in the bullfights, which are an essential ingredient in the festivals in June, and also the Fandango (a lively Portuguese and Spanish dance).

Tökéletes fél

[Mira:]
Ez olyan kis város,
csak egy idő kérdése volt,
mikor velem összeszaladsz
a kisáruház pénztárában
vagy Neste szélszekrényénél.
 
[Aki:]
Az év nehéz volt
és hosszú napok szertefoszlók.
Kérdezőeknek most válaszolom:
A föld darabonként vállal
és éjjel tudok aludni.
 
[Mindkettő:]
És most ott állsz.
Te vagy még mindig olyan szép,
de sem többé enyém,
és talán eljön egy nap,
amikor én is beleszeretek.
Olyan szerencsés az valaki,
aki teljesíti a világotod meg,
akivel már tovább is
eljuthatsz, mint mi.
A tökéletes feled.
 
[Mira:]
Az asztalként egy kartondoboz
és cserélnom kell az ágyneműket,
de mindennapi életet az arcokhoz odahajítják.
Bár semmiből kapok egy megragadáshoz,
azt nem fogom ismerni el.
 
[Aki:]
És bár remeg a hangom,
természetes a társalgás.
Neked van valami ellene,
hogy néha hétvégéken
az anyáddal felhívjuk?
 
[Mindkettő:]
És most ott állsz.
Te vagy még mindig olyan szép,
de sem többé enyém,
és talán eljön egy nap,
amikor én is beleszeretek.
Olyan szerencsés az valaki,
aki teljesíti a világotod meg,
akivel már tovább is
eljuthatsz, mint mi.
A tökéletes feled.
 
[Mindkettő:]
Mennem kell,
ölelés vágnom kell el,
és ellöklek kell.
Vagy különben beismerhetek:
’’Nekem hiányzom minket.’’
Amikor az idő begyógyítja a sebeket,
emlékszik csak a leggyönyörűbb pillanatokra.
Ez az őrültségre majd kisiklik.
’’Nekem hiányzom minket.’’
’’Nekem hiányzom minket.’’
 
[Mira+Aki:]
Te vagy még mindig olyan szép,
de sem többé enyém,
és talán eljön egy nap,
amikor én is beleszeretek.
Olyan szerencsés az valaki,
aki teljesíti a világotod meg,
akivel már tovább is
eljuthatsz, mint mi.
A tökéletes feled.
A tökéletes feled.
 

A Silver Sharpie

We are lying on the grass watching airplanes
You say ”Hey mom, one day we’ll also be like those
who fly to the Canary Islands on holidays”
 
I’ve got no job and the credit card is maxed out
but I won’t stop smiling even if the ship might soon be sinking*
It’s no use to show my worries to the little one
 
You’ve got your bag of sweets** and a silver sharpie,
you use it to doodle your dreams on paper
and you sigh and say you wish you were a grown-up already
 
You are just like your mother, always in a rush
always soaring in your dreams
Please just enjoy being a kid, don’t grow up yet
 
A few new beer cans*** have fallen to the floor
You come home from school, I’ve been baking and you give me a kiss
Your eyes are laughing when you eat your brownie
 
You pretend you are a superstar, singing the familiar songs
As I’m applauding I think about the years already passed
Maybe one day I won’t get a hug anymore
 
You’ve got your bag of sweets and a silver sharpie,
you use it to doodle your dreams on paper
and you sigh and say you wish you were a grown-up already
 
You are just like your mother, always in a rush
always soaring in your dreams
Please enjoy being a kid, don’t grow up yet
 
The little Picasso is sound asleep
I'm tidying the kitchen
You always have so many questions
I ask the same ones myself
 
What kinds of things do we have to forgive?
How long must we keep trying?
How do you know you’ve done enough?
If everything will be left unfinished in the end anyway
 
You’ve got your bag of sweets and a silver sharpie,
you use it to doodle your dreams on paper
and you sigh and say you wish you were a grown-up already
 
You are just like your mother, always in a rush
always soaring in your dreams
Please enjoy being a kid, don’t grow up yet
 

Fly

We are looking for our nirvana
To we can peacefully breathe on
I believe the souls don't age
And only the good is here to stay
 
And only the good is here to stay
 
And so just fly,
You are free
Now you can peacefully sleep
 
Smile sometimes
Wave
To I know, where to look
 
And so just fly,
You are free
Now you can peacefully sleep
 
Smile sometimes
Wave
To I know, where you, my brother, are
 
Hopefully one day we will find nirvana
The place nothing is, but you are happy there
Where stars never fade
Where you don't have to worry that darkness will come
 
Where you don't have to worry that darkness will come
 
And so just fly,
You are free
Now you can peacefully sleep
 
Smile sometimes
Wave
To I know, where to look
 
And so just fly,
You are free
Now you can peacefully sleep
 
Smile sometimes
Wave
To I know, where you, my brother, are
 
We only see the horizon
Behind which is everyone you miss
When someone crosses the track
We will meet him again one day
 
We only see the horizon
Behind which is everyone you miss
When someone crosses the track
We will meet him again one day
 
And so just fly,
You are free
Now you can peacefully sleep
 

Flowers in the mud

And as I discover the world, I learned about flowers in the mud
Flowers in the mud
Listen
I remember Sotiris
A special person
We were friends, I thought that nobody could be bored around him
The 20 years between us mattered not at all
even though I worshipped him
He taught me about Pink Floyd
He taught me about Arcanoid
He told me about how they brainwash kids in the special forces
He told me about the power of woman in this world
using Yoko Ono as an example
He told me I would I would make it big
He was certain that I would reach the stars
That I don't even need to worry about it
And if my man is somewhere up there
He's sent me to the stars again
He told me that I can achieve whatever I want
but that I should prefer to make the world a better place
so that when I leave this world
I leave behind me something creatively magic
He told me I would feel lonely
But that I should turn my loneliness into a gift
Through my work and my unique way
even if it means I die 5-6 times a year
I was 10 years old, how much could I really understand of the things he was talking about?
I asked him about it, he told me to be patient
and that I would understand some day
'People like you aren't born every day'
I kept looking at him as I wondered
with eyes wide open hoping to understand something
'Where you were born is not a coincidence, little Vangelis
You were, and you will continue being, a flower in the mud
You were, and you will continue being, a flower in the mud'
 
I might have been
the flower in the mud
But I don't think so
Pay attention and you will understand
Listen, listen
 
Time passed
I grew up, I understood more
'Kid, don't compromise, you will make it big
the world is your oyster
your tongue will break bones one day
fuck money
You will be a king as long as you can manipulate words
You know how to arrange them appropriately
So ask for the things that those around you don't'
Little by little I understood
And I started to bring down my defenses in favor of inspiration
Anger started accumulating and so I named myself Iratus
And when I saw insincere eyes
I covered my face in a balaklava
And I convinced them, my man Sotiris
They trusted me a few days after you left this world
My word was a weapon
I achieved my goal
I awakened a part of this throng
I swear there will be more
I love you
I never got to tell you this
You made me feel special amongst the herd
It's not me
It's you that is a flower in the mud
 
Did you get it?
Just say you got it
 
They are flowers in the mud
I will tear up first, and then I will touch them
Something like that
I don't know how to describe this better
 
And... I am not a flower in the mud
OK?
Maybe I've done a few things to feel special
Maybe I've done a few things because I am special
But for me
Special are the people who make other people feel special
See ya
 

Midas

Versions: #1
Lara lara lara lara lara lala
Lara lara lara lara lara lala
Lara lara lara lara lara lala
Lara lara lara lara la
 
Now that night has fallen
We celebrate
Our master is saddened
Because the day has ended
 
When your purse was empty
You were a blessed man
Now that it's full
Not even cattle would look twice at you
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
You think you have it all, you have nothing
(x3)
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
The day will come you'll want it, and you'll beg for it
 
Beg on your knees for it
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
You think you have it all, you have nothing
(x3)
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
The day will come you'll want it, and you'll beg for it
 
Go away miserly man
Dung from my livestock's pen
If you were to be sold
You wouldn't earn me a penny
 
Seamstress sewing for poor, generous people,
sew small and tight stitches
Seamstress sewing for rich, lowlife people,
hurry to finish with long stitches
 
Beg on your knees for it
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
You think you have it all, you have nothing
(x3)
When your purse was empty
You were a blessed man
Now that it's full
Not even cattle would look twice at you
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
You think you have it all, you have nothing
(x3)
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
The day will come you'll want it, and you'll beg for it
 
You have nothing (x4)
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
You think you have it all, you have nothing
(x3)
 
You have so much, you don't want to share
The day will come you'll want it, and you'll beg for it
 

God knows...

I run with my dry heart
I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.
You wouldn't even
let me share my pain with you.
 
To live purley, I won't turn my head
I'll turn my back and leave
on the lonely rail.
 
I will follow you
no matter how hard it will be. Even into the world of darkness
you'll be surely shining.
I'll go beyond the boundaries of the future
to let no weakness break my soul.
My way,
one after another.
But now, may God bless
the two of us...
 
[Many] thoughts, catching fire as they appear,
mlt into the real world and idle around.
My desire to meet you is pointless,
But my love for you
is owerflowing.
 
At least, while I'm drawing only one beautiful dream
I'll come after you
for your lonely heart.
 
Stop it, you're not the kind of person who tell lies
Look into my eyes, let's talk about what lies ahead.
I'm ready!
Even if the future is dark
I'll be strong and maybe I'll be able to change the fate.
My wish
I want to make it come true, but
God knows
everything...
 
When it's you and me,
everyone else disappeared.
When I'm drawing the beauty of a pale dream
I follow my scars.
 
And so, I will follow you
no matter how hard it will be. Even into the world of darkness
you'll be surely shining.
I'll go beyond the boundaries of the future
to let no weakness break my soul.
My way,
one after another.
But now, may God bless
the two of us...
 

Let us dance now, all three of us, friends.

Let us dance now, all three of us, friends,
under these flowering hazelnut trees,
and whoever is pretty, like us pretty ones,
if she loves a boy,
under these flowering hazel nut trees,
she’ll come to dance.
 
Let us dance now, all three of us, sisters,
under this bough of these hazelnut trees,
and whoever is lovely, like us lovely ones,
if she loves a boy,
under this bough of these hazelnut trees
she’ll come to dance.
 
By God, oh friends, as long as we’re doing nothing else,
let’s dance under this flowering bough,
and whoever is good looking, as we are good looking,
if she loves a boy,
as long as we dance under this bough,
she’ll come to dance.
 

Crying in the Mirror

I feel you breathe again far away from your room
Today I had a dream about you
About how crazy we we’re
In those good times
 
You wanted to get away from your everlasting garden
Me with my silly grin
When we found out it was the end
Life, the motor
 
The white line is over
Theres no more signs in your eyes and I’m
Crying in the mirror I could see it well
 
An able player
A transcendental actor
In search of some role
That would justify the action
All of it a fantasy
 
Who played the saxophone
While your inspiration
Danced just the way that you are
That disintegrated with the blues
A dark prison
 

Katyusha

Fire,fire is blazing everywhere
Elder and young, we are meeting in the square
And here we stand for the right, my country
To put hands together to guard all these ways
 
In you I will live even when everyone is against you
and in you I'll die, my life is so little for you
My country, I'm not alone
There's many people like me that worry about you
 
Worry, why to worry, we got brave men who resist
There're champions protecting this land and have power to persist
My country's warriors are protecting me
Even when there're eyes trying to remotely betraying me
 
No matter what I tell, it's not enough for the story
Everything happened makes me chained to you
It's a story of years your love is growing within me
And here, my country, I'm growing within you
 
Fire,fire is blazing everywhere
Elder and young , we are meeting in the square
And here we stand for the right,my country
To put hands together to guard all these ways
 

To Hell

You can light up the world
with sparkles
Put your fire extinguishers ready
I'm still barely moving
My life hanging by a thread
Oh who needed that now
Without any conscience
you let me dig myself deeper
for more than one time
You can turn the earth
and the sky upside
on top of the fluffy clouds
 
We know something, that soon
the whole world can watch
 
I send it to hell
I send everything to hell today
Your high heels, tight dress,
smoky eye make-up
I send it all to hell
 
You melt the Arctic
with sparkles
No prisoners are taken in this game
I need validolum
near you
I don't care about the truth or the lie
 
When we're doing something, that soon
the whole world can watch
 
I send it to hell
I send everything to hell today
Your high heels, tight dress,
smoky eye make-up
I send it all to hell
 

Sing it out, friend

The sun sets quietly, the calm descends,
The sound of an accordion floats, invites to sing.
Sing it out, friend, on this quiet evening,
Tell me of your sorrow, friend, tell me.
 
On this quiet evening by the bridgelet
You are walking, sad – what are you musing on?
Sing it out, friend, on this quiet evening,
Tell me of your sorrow, friend, tell me.