A keresés eredménye oldal 11

Tomorrow

Versions: #1
I see the mud in the people, the smile in all of us
Bugged softwares, robot carcasses
 
I sing about the change, I'm looking for the update
That can separate the fear and the hate
 
And part of the problem: no one's brighter
You point your finger, tap it on your cheek
 
Do you stay down when you fall? In excuses you bathe?
Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today!
 
Life's fun, I'm not complaining
But every day is another railroad-switch
 
And our choices keep me awake
That's why tomorrow doesn't give me any rest
 
Where we came from and where we arrived
I haven't managed to find an answer
 
No matter how much I've hoarded, it's not enough
Our purpose's hidden to me
 
Chorus:
 
Mirrors that tell stories like a painting
Whisper that tomorrow might be worse
You've built walls around you
 
From the biped walk to the first walk on the moon
We made smalls steps, we fell behind
 
We made fast steps, broke away from the flock
And steps behind that break our hope
 
We're taking huge steps for mankind
But way too small for humanity
 
The progress looks great on paper
When you measure tech accomplishments
 
I'm talking with people around the globe
But I don't greet my neighbors
 
I'm lucky to have wings, I don't fly at all
There're so many egos to keep me in place.
 
Where we came from and where we arrived
I haven't managed to find an answer
 
No matter how much I've hoarded, it's not enough
Our purpose's hidden to me
 
Chorus:
 
Mirrors that tell stories like a painting
Whisper that tomorrow might be worse
You've built walls around you
 
To understand life, we've rewritten the genome
But haven't managed to understand man
 
That's why out in society
It's full of armies of depressed primates
 
Yesterday's monkey is a dog today
In the iron jungle, it fights for bread
 
When we forge coins
We build ourselves spaceships, want a different planet
 
`Cause we`ve traded the green trees for gray flat units
And the blue sky for red cars
 
And we stole the children's stars
From cities and suburbs
 
Where we came from and where we arrived
I haven't managed to find an answer
 
No matter how much I've hoarded, it's not enough
Our purpose's hidden to me
 
Chorus:
 
Mirrors that tell stories like a painting
Whisper that tomorrow might be worse
You've built walls around you
 

The greenest spring

The greenest spring
be dedicated to you
 
The euphonic sound of nightingale
be dedicated to you
They say the growth of love is just a moment
 
That moment, a thousand times
be dedicated to you
 

Wisdom and love

The day that wisdom and love played
 
They invaded On the road of illusions
 
A moment between a scene of laughter and tears
That were two roles, that your eyes, played!
 

Kindness

Your smile like a most loyal partner
The most alert and awake mirror
You talked about love and it rained
 
Your breath garden is always the most profitable!
 

At Night - Slowly

You, give me comfort
I suffer when I don't have him next
to him I want to be always with him
Two hearts never to be separated
You night, don't do it anymore:
Lose yourself in my dreams!
I look for the light
And I run out of you
To find the hand that
Living will make me,
Living will make me,
Or maybe die, I don't know!
~ ~
You, give me comfort
I suffer when I am not beside you I
dream of always being with you
My heart, this is you for me,
Here far from the world
(Now we are) just the two of us
(Now we are) just me and you
I close my eyes and see
your breath, your face
Clinging to me with all your soul
I look for the light
And I run out for you
To find the hand that
Living will make me,
Living will make me,
Or maybe die, I don't know!
I won't open my eyes anymore,
If only in the dream I can have you back
Here, close to me
Night, no, don't wake me anymore,
If he's not there
 

Strawberries, cherries and honey

Sheets of paper I will no longer find.
Things I have never said.
And within those things, you are.
I write and write but I can't hold you.
 
Strawberries, cherries and honey.
Wherever we go, the sun reigns.
I only need a bit of love
to soothe my pain.
 
Grab everything you have and take it all to my house.
I'd like to tell you from tomorrow on that my life is also yours.
While I remain still, sure of what you are,
don't let me for an instant, synchronise your heartbeat.
 
Early rising primroses.
Dust made of stars and feathers.
Sweet glazed tears.
So many burnt pages.
 
Sooner or later I'll be far away.
What I do, hides me.
But I've written on my skin
that love always wins.
 
Grab everything you have and take it all to my house.
I'd like to tell you from tomorrow on that my life is also yours.
While I remain still, sure of what you are, of who you are... you are!
 
Grab everything you have and take it all to my house.
I'd like to tell you from tomorrow on that my life is also yours.
While I remain still, sure of what you are,
don't let me for an instant, synchronise your heartbeat and you'll have me.
 

Pub song

refr.1~
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananajdanajdanajdanajdaj1
 
~refr.2~ (x2)
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj
I'll tear your hair out
Don't play me for a fool!
 
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj
 
You came in with a chip on your shoulder
So my knee happened to bump into you
I gave you one from the right and one from the left
You got introduced to the wall
I'll serve you one with the back of my hand
You'll receive money from your health insurance company
I'll kick you in the belly with both of my legs at the same time
Your local doctor will refuse to take your case
 
~refr.1~
~refr.2~(x2)
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj
 
I'm throwing a haymaker
You won't even find the doorbell
I'll hit you on the head with a bottle
And I'll give you a clout on the way down2
I’ll perform a roundhouse kick on you
It's time for the headstone makers to come
I’m dishing out at least a hundred punches
Why did my mother gave birth to a Hercules?3
 
I'll tear your hair out
Don't play me for a fool!
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj (x2)
 

• 1. This doesn't mean anything per se but this type of singing might happen when someone feels the need (due to elation or inebriation) to sing along with the melody, even during those sections of a song which contain no lyrics.
• 2. Another possible translation:
  'And I throw back a shot of peach pálinka (a Hungarian fruit brandy) after'.
• 3. The Roman equivalent of the Greek divine hero Heracles, son of Jupiter and the mortal Alcmene.
  

One Night Stand king

Wait up! Come on, wait! Let's dance Bucharest Parade!1
 
Hello, howdy, check this out, so what's the situation?
What's up baby, if you dig me, you can have me tonight, you little scrub!2
Hello, he-ello! Sick3tattoo, it's the temporary type. Check it out!
It's no wonder all the broads are staring at it!
 
Refrain:
I'm the One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king
Get out of here, don't give me that shit!
I'm the star here, no matter how painful that is for you!
The One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king is here again!
Take a number baby, stop yapping!
Take a number and wait for your turn!
 
Hello, are you on foot? Come on! Here are the keys to it, banging music
Neon spoilers, it's a grand machine, the new Dacia4
Hello, he-ello, body building, muscle shirt, shades5
My bling is not fake, it's real Chinese Versace6
 
Refrain.:
I'm the...
 
(Hey, wait up!)
You want a Coke?
(Ah, wait, wait!)
So, you want me to take a picture of you?
(Hey, wait up, come on, wait!)
What do you mean?
(Hey, wait!)
It's a cellphone with a camera...7so, you want a drink?
(Come on, wait!)
You want a whiskey?!
(Come on, wait! Hey!)
Are you dumb?8
(Come on, wait! Hey!)
It'll be two beers!
 
Refr.:2x
 

• 1. Bucharest is the capital of Romania.
  This is a pun on the Budapest Parade (Budapest is the capital of Hungary), which was a march through the streets of Budapest with crowds of people and slowly rolling trucks providing music.
  
• 2. In the sense of:
  'a person of insignificant size or standing'
  
• 3. In the sense of:
  'slang: outstandingly or amazingly good or impressive tattoo'
  
• 4. 'Automobile Dacia, commonly known as Dacia, is a Romanian car manufacture.'
  
• 5. Sunglasses.
• 6. An Italian luxury fashion company.
  
• 7. Cellphones with cameras in 2003 were not as ubiquitous as today.
• 8. He means that whiskey would be expensive, so he opts for buying her a beer.

Über-trash

Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
 
The Vugyi-vugyi will still do
The yodeling craze will still do
Everybody is neck deep in trash
We'll still get lots of gummy-sucking7
We'll still get lots of Holly-Dolly8
You'll see, you'll miss what we get today
 
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
 
So, who is this dumb retard, I've been enduring this for a week now
Holy Mary! Even Pákó pop9is better than this!
We had Jovi-jovi here10himi-humi, fisi-fosi11or something
Just stop it already otherwise your nose will hurt!12
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
 

• This part doesn't mean anything, it's just singing gibberish to the rhythm of the music.
• Meaning that despite the advertising, they can't be suckered into liking some of the popular music, that they perceive to be phony and empty.
• -
• This implies that what he's referring to is so dumb that it makes your brain stop or that you don't need to use your brain to consume it.
• I think this might mean sucking a penis.
• Or 'her'. The 3rd person pronoun isn't gender specific in Hungarian.
• 7. This is a reference to the 'I'm a Gummy Bear' song from 2006. It was an internet meme.
  
• 8.
• 9. Lapite Oludayo (his stage name was Fekete Pákó (Black Pákó)) is a Nigerian born man who lives in Hungary and he enjoyed some degree of celebrity status from about 2000 to 2010. He started out as a singer but later on he mostly appeared in TV shows. He was one of those performers who were so bad and untalented that it drew attention.
  
• 10. Maybe a reference to Bon Jovi, an American rock band, formed in 1983.
  
• 11. 'Fos' is Hungarian slang for diarrhea.
• 12. He's implying that someone is going to get punched in the face.

Whiskey bottles

(2x)
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar1every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli2right now
 
Don't you argue with me, 'cause I am like this!
When I deal you the cards, you'll get 3+23
Lagzi Lajcsi4is like this
Only he can be my role model and no one else!
 
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 
I was getting naughty in my bed
Then I've dreamt about all sorts of stuff
Like if I fall asleep next to a police woman
I'll pull my boot on her head
Hold my hand when the bomb goes off!
The girls are waiting for me at the sex bar
We do reach the very top of the record charts
But we don't know who was there before us5
 
(2x)
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 
Don't you argue with me, 'cause I am like this!
When I deal you the cards, you'll get 3+2
Lagzi Lajcsi is like this
Only he can be my role model and no one else!
 
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 
Here's a new hit song, that's just for you
Anyone who listen to this, will cut their wrists open
I picked up on the style very quick
When I went to a rural wedding party
Because for me, it was like a natural compulsion
This is the kind of success, that doesn't happen twice
We do as many gigs, as many stars are on the sky
It's so good, that there isn't four of us6
 
(3x)
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 

• 1. Or 'café'.
• 2. A style of Viennese folk music originating in the late nineteenth century and still performed in present-day Austria.
  
• 3. There is a Hungarian music group called '3+2 együttes' (3+2 band).
  
• 4. Lajos Galambos (1961 -) better known by his stage name, Lagzi Lajcsi (Wedding Party Louie) is a Hungarian musician who plays mostly the kind of music that's popular at rural dance parties, wedding parties.
  
• 5. The word 'előd' is capitalized in this line, so I think it could be a reference to Előd Császár (1973 - ) a Hungarian singer and DJ.
  'Előd' means 'predecessor' but it can also be a male given name.
  
• 6. The band that performed this song (Irigy Hónaljmirigy) originally had eight memebers.

You're the peasants!

Oh, may your flesh fall off you right now!
May your cat disappear and may your eyes turn glassy like that of a fish!
May a bear give you a hug and the kid should smile in the fish tank all night!1
 
I'm the Showman!
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines2
(I'm the Showman!)
You are the peasants, hey look, hello to you!3
You are the peasants, hey look, hello to you!
 
Párápárápá4
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Oh, may your flesh fall off you right now!
May your cat disappear and may your eyes turn glassy like that of a fish!
May a bear give you a hug and the kid should smile in the fish tank all night, brrr brrrr, may Péter Doszpot5draw the outline of your body!
 
I want to attend the opera ball because that place needs a roma6boy
Alain Delon7has cancelled his appearance, so I'll be the main event, this is rare like a white crow
The old lady can come to me for an autograph, I like Tünde Kiszel8anyway
But the security guard at the door crushes my hopes, I can’t set foot inside
I'm the showman, what do you mean you don't want me? Me, the showman?!
Lots of folks come, they wear tuxes and they're beautiful, everyone's car has a chauffeur
Well, I got money too, judging by how things look I could still be the phantom of the opera9
May the devil whup their asses, the ones who are watching the gate, what do I need an invitation for?
It can't be a big issue, because he gets inside like James Bond, a security guy10, a dashing guy
I'm the showman!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
 
I want to attend the opera ball because that place needs a roma boy
Alain Delon has cancelled his appearance, so I'll be the main event, this is rare like a white crow
I'm just scratching my head, my wife is schmoozing me to take her to the ball
But reality is only a show11, there's no need to talk because I'll never change, no matter what
I'm the showman!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
 
Dom-dom-dom-döröm-döm
Is this how you should do it, huh?! What?!
You call this a production? What, girl?! This is how you do it?!
 
Á-brrr-á-brrr-á-brrr-á-brrr-á-brbrrbbrbbrrr
 
I'm the showman!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
(I'm the showman!)
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 

• 1. These are tongue-in-cheek gypsy curses.
• 2. This parody was performed in 'gypsy style', gypsy words and stereotypical gypsy intonation is being used.
• 3. 'Peasant' in this case is a derogatory gypsy word for non-gypsies.
• 4. This doesn't mean anything, just singing gibberish to the rhythm.
• 5. Péter Doszpot (1962 -) was a policeman, famous in Hungary for a number of high profile murder cases, he later became a politician.
  As for the drawing of the outline, he's referring to the chalk outline, drawn around dead bodies at crime scenes.
  
  
• 6.
• 7. A French actor and filmmaker.
  
• 8. Tünde Kiszel (1959 -) is a Hungarian media personality, TV show host.
  
• 9.
• 10. I can't translate 'Győző-védő' to English.
  It's a mashup of two thing.
  1. Győző Gáspár (1974 -) is a Hungarian media personality of gypsy heritage.
  
  
  2. 'Őrző-védő' means 'guarding and defending'.
  For example 'őrző-védő cég' means 'security company' and 'őrző-védő kutya' means 'security dog'.
• 11. This is pun on reality shows.
  The previously mentioned Győző Gáspár has appeared in at least one of them.

Hyenas

I keep a message
I save it among memories
[of] Good things and mistakes
I'll keep you away
Because [when we were] near [each other] we fought
Nothing we enjoyed
 
Keep me away
Immersed deep in guilt
 
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if I come back
I wouldn't love you like before
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if you were to stay
Do you think we would be winners today
 
I don't keep a diary anymore
I have everything in [my] heart
I have no hard feelings anymore
We were in love, so much [in love]
[Pre-Chorus]
Keep me away
Immersed deep in guilt
 
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if I come back
I wouldn't love you like before
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if you were to stay
Do you think we would be winners today
 
Do you think we would be?
Do you think we would be?
 
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if I come back
I wouldn't love you like before
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if you were to stay
Do you think we would be winners today
 

Yours

Versions: #1
Gipeojin haru gireojin nae geurimja
Jeo meolli haeneun jeomulgo isseo
Jiteo ganeun eodum sokeseo hyemeigo inna bwa
igose gachyeobeorin geolkka
 
Ajikdo sum swineun got
Geugose dagagaya hae
 
Every day you seem too far away
Every time you do I tell my self
igoseseo gidarigo isseo
 
Every night I see you in my heart
Every time I do I end up crying
Eodum soke neoreul bulleojumyeon
 
Naegereo deullyeooneun geon
Gipeun nae sumgyeoldeul
 
Sigani meomcheobeorin got
ijen da dwedullyeoya hae
 
Every day you seem too far away
Every time you do I tell my self
igoseseo gidarigo isseo
 
Every night I see you in my heart
Every time I do I end up crying
Eodum soke neoreul bulleojumyeon
 
illeongineun taeyangi sum swineun got
Nan ajik itaereo meomcheo
 
Every day you seem too far away
Every time you do I tell my self
igoseseo gidarigo isseo
 
Every night I see you in my heart
Every time I do I end up crying
Eodum soke neoreul bulleojumyeon
 

Heming and The Troll Woman

Good evening you troll-mother,
who rakes her nose in the fire,
Would you loan me a roof tonight,
so late here on this Yuletide’s eve
 
Yes you shall you have a roof with me,
but damned I shall evade your trapping
Who are you now, a vagabond
so late here on this Yuletide’s eve
 
For certain, I am no vagabond,
and neither such will I be called,
but I have come here to the mountain
after searching with goodwill
 
Oh, you have come here to the mountain
to be here for the whole of your days
so then I shall climb out upon land
in order to announce our wedding
 
So therein he unlatched the first door,
then would he unlatch the other

Invisible love

My innermost dreams, some beautiful features
Disappear from my view, the heartache never stops,
I hate that day, when you leave, close the door,
I'll chide myself,
Having let you go,
Bridges are burning, it’s my fault, it’s your fault too,
The stormy rains won't save from the trouble,
I hate that day, when you leave, close the door,
I'll chide myself,
Having let you go.
 
Chorus
Invisible love, invisible you and I,
The heart is bleeding,
I'm waiting for you, and you?
Invisible love, invisible you and I,
The only thing left for me is to pray again,
I'm waiting for you, and you?
 
The shore will circumvent the ocean,
And the lonely airplane
Can see that love in the sky, hoping to get her back,
I hate that day, when you leave, close the door,
I'll chide myself,
Having let you go..
 

Bitter words

With my anger, with my part of the anger, I drink coffee in the cafe and then much ouzo
I'll tell you bitter words, if you were a hard liquor, if you were a cigarette, I would drink you - I would light you up at this moment.
You are a strong love and I can't handle you
How to imprison the wind in a hatch
Young gypsy at dawn, with his broken violin
Playing old zeibekiko
I'm going for a slow death
 

Invisible

Slowly you pull the train on its rails, an iron trunk filled with souls, tell me where you found such a haunted post, and you serve a contract without signatures
The caldera's lava overflowed, the jaws of the weather smell of sulfur, you become the coal that feeds the monster
You don't hit the brakes alone, and you go at random
Screams are heard from the fields, the invisible people 1of the earth shout silently
Those that perished in the stone ages
They seek their take from the ignorant
And they are the plaques without faces or names, unknown soldiers in some trenches
 

• 1. Could also be translated as 'Unsung' (like in heroes, Αφανείς ήρωες - Unsung heroes)

Your song

This song is about you, I sing it to you.
I let myself go, I can't stand on my feet.
A village, A unique bay.
An old sea, your old loves.
Without thinking, I burnt my own wounds again.
Love feels so big in silence.
You have stories on your skin, how many people know them?
This song is about you, I sing it to you.
Always dead in the evening, I can't rise in the morning.
I am against the wall, but I cannot fit anywhere.
Like a broken fate, I can't erase my own writing.
Love feels so big in silence.
You have stories on your skin, how many people know them?
 

Kupala*

Shut gray eyes
(Nav' is yearning under the window)*
Take in the hot bed
(Pour yourself with passion in the daughter of Mara)*
(Eyes of a witch beckon)
Heat in the heart, fire in the soul
(By the poison of the sweet words beckon)
Putting the night in hand
 
(Hey, on Kupala night)
By the fires the witches' night beckon
(On Kupala night)
The miller's daughter became a mermaid*
(Hey, on Kupala night)
The fern is shining in my hand*
(On Kupala night)
The Sun was bathing itself in the fiery river
 
[repeat verse and chorus one more time]
 

Mona Lisa of the twentieth century.

I feel your pain.
Even though you don't know it,
And can't believe it.
I see everything.
 
The fears and the pain,
Quietly in your blue gaze,
Look, the night is quiet,
And all the sirens went to sleep,
But some stars still smile at you,
No - I can't stop the clock,
I can't stop the clock,
Maybe you'll go to bed, too...
 
Mona Lisa,of the twentieth century,
Laughing and crying in hiding,
I hear you.
Mona Lisa,of the twentieth century,
The crazy pace of life,
Swallowing you.
 
I feel your pain.
I know you care.,
And your heart is torn,
I see everything.
 
The pain in your smile,
Quietly in your blue gaze,
Look the night is silent,
And all the stars went to sleep,
But some stars still await you,
No. I can't stop the clock.,
I can't stop the clock,
Maybe you'll go to bed, too...
 
I feel your pain.
Because here everyone is very tough.,
And you're so small,
I see everything - the wisdom in your innocence,
All that you don't understand.
Look the night is silent,
And all the sirens went to sleep,
But some stars
Are still smiling at you,
No, I can't stop the clock.,
I can't stop the clock,
Maybe you'll go to bed, too...
 
The Mona Lisa of the twentieth century…
 

Vathis Square

The workers were leaving and you were leaving with them as well
and i was left all alone, waiting for you
With a song in my bitter mouth
and a flower in the water.
 
Come at Vathis Square to find out
Come to find out, what kind of life i am living
Come to sit close to me to cry
an evening, at the end of Aharnon street
Come at Vathis Square to find out
Come to find out what kind of life i am living.
 
The night was coming, it was getting dark
when you said to me ' I am leaving. Good bye'
So many years i have been despised
having a seared heart because of the fire.
 

Ha nem jössz, akkor is várok

Dursun geceler, ah
Hagyjuk az éjszakákat, ah
Olmasın sabahlar
Ne legyenek reggelek
Gözlerim senle açılmıyorsa
Ha a szemeim nem veled nyílnak ki
Yansın yeryüzü
Égesd fel a földet
 
Ters dönsün gökyüzü
Állítsd fejtetőre az eget
Umrumda değil bu gece
Nem érdekel ez ma este
Belki az sevdik
Talán csak szerettünk
Belki yalandı
Talán csak egy hazugság volt
 
Belki de bu bitirdi bizi, ah
Talán ez végzett velünk, ah
Yalanmış, değilmiş
Hazugság volt vagy nem volt
Ne fark eder ki, senin beni sevmen
Mi a különbség, ha szeretsz engem
Onca düş, onca hayal
Annyi ábrándozás, annyi álom
 
Sebepsiz de severim
Ok nélkül szeretek
Göz görmeyince, gönül katlanmıyor artık
Amikor a szem nem lát, a szív nem bírja tovább
Ne kadar acı, bilemezsin ama
Mekkora fájdalom, te ezt nem tudod, de
Gelmesen de beklerim
Ha nem jössz, akkor is várok
 
Dursun geceler, ah
Hagyjuk az éjszakákat, ah
Olmasın sabahlar
Ne legyenek reggelek
Gözlerim senle açılmıyorsa
Ha a szemeim nem veled nyílnak ki
Yansın yeryüzü
Égesd fel a földet
 
Ters dönsün gökyüzü
Állítsd fejtetőre az eget
Umrumda değil bu gece
Nem érdekel ez ma este
Belki az sevdik
Talán csak szerettünk
Belki yalandı
Talán csak egy hazugság volt
 
Belki de bu bitirdi bizi, ah
Talán ez végzett velünk, ah
Yalanmış, değilmiş
Hazugság volt vagy nem volt
Ne fark eder ki, senin beni sevmen
Mi a különbség, ha szeretsz engem
Onca düş, onca hayal
Annyi ábrándozás, annyi álom
 
Sebepsiz de severim
Ok nélkül szeretek
Göz görmeyince, gönül katlanmıyor artık
Amikor a szem nem lát, a szív nem bírja tovább
Ne kadar acı bilemezsin ama
Mekkora fájdalom, ezt te nem tudod, de
Gelmesen de beklerim
Ha nem jössz, akkor is várok
 

That being

In a huge city
With soot, and rustle, and snowstorms
February will come to an end.
Snowbanks, porous, dirty and vast
Will melt away like sorrow.
 
And you will want some warmth so much,
And perhaps you will realise that the being to give it to you,
That being for you is me, me

Two strangers in the town

Gaze of where we ended up at the end
We are two strangers more in that town
We are enemies who are competing, one against the other
So, we can see who, of the two of us, can resist more time
 
Everything went out of hands
Our love has left the equation
There was something we weren't able to discover
Where did we go wrong?
 
And the truth is that we're not the same, we've changed
It's time to take a breath and start a new paragraph
 
Nobody has died for being in love
I get to know all of your secrets and I know what your blind spot is
and I know the weakness you're hidding, because you are afraid
of dealing with our own reality
 
And if I am asking you to go on a break
Is because I'm lacking air and my only yearning is
You and I make a clean break before this became a hell
Before we could hurt ourselves set me free
 
I wouldn't want to be in your place
You know that all the things you have done weren't right
There is no way to win against karma
 
And the truth is that we're not the same, we've changed
It's time to take a breath and start a new paragraph
 
Nobody has died for being in love
I get to know all of your secrets and I know what your blind spot is
and I know the weakness you're hidding, because you are afraid
of dealing with our own reality
 
And if I am asking you to go on a break
Is because I'm lacking air and my only yearning is
You and I make a clean break before this became a hell
Before we could hurt ourselves set me free
 
Set me free
Set me free
Set me free
 
Nobody has died for being in love
I get to know all of your secrets and I know what your blind spot is
and I know the weakness you're hidding, because you are afraid
of dealing with our own reality
 
And if I am asking you to go on a break
Is because I'm lacking air and my only yearning is
You and I make a clean break before this became a hell
Before we could hurt ourselves set me free
 
Gaze of where we ended up at the end
We are two strangers more in that town
 

More than a friend

Today I want to forget
the bad times,
I send my heart on vacation
I will turn up the volume on my
tape player, I will hear the same song
a thousand times
 
I don't want to know about rules
of etiquette,
I will exchange my skirt for pants
Another weekend that
is arriving
Pass me a yogurt from the refrigerator
 
More than a friend,
You are more than a friend
I always count on your help
If something goes wrong
More than a friend,
You are more than a friend
Everything turns out easy for me if
You're with me
 
The telephone almost drives me crazy
I will disconnect it to not answer
Today I will see you, everything is so different
You have the keys to my heart
(na naaa naaaa)
 

Spoon-sweet

I approached to see who i am and where
my soil holds from . I entered and i stood
in the salty house, by a water well.
 
A woman with a scarf on her head offered me water
offered me a jam-like spoon sweet

The Whole Picture

Versions: #1
I will reveal you the eyes
that once reflected my soul.
What you see is true,
the way it is.
I will reveal you the ears,
and all that they’ve ever heard.
I hear what I want.
That's the way it is.
 
Do you really understand
that this is all I can ever be?
I cannot be bettered,
or made more gracious.
Do you really understand
that you have already seen
almost the whole picture?
And it might yet disappoint you.
I just wanted to make sure of this
while it seems we are both still standing here.
 
Soon you will see my lips

In The Stable, In The Manger (Away In A Manger)

In the stable, in the manger, the baby is asleep,
The little baby Jesus will still be with us as a king.
The stars are shining high up in the sky,
On the little baby Jesus, asleep in the manger.
 
There is a big silence around, there is magic in the air!
The whole world is happy and delighted.
The angels of Heaven are praising God.
Giving high praise to Jesus, to the little, bright baby.
 
Be with us Jesus, be with us forever.
Be with us in the night, be with us in the day.
Give love to your children, give us love forever.
And we will be faithful, we will be truly faithful.
 

Dreams Come and Go

Half of the dreams I hold have not yet returned
Tangled in a thousand ropes of our destined love1
Taking a different path, never looking back
The river of stars brilliantly reflected in your eyes
Is an otherworldly dream I have never seen before
A thousand rivers and mountains2

Gestalts

I like the city that you hate.
I love to do everything that weighs on you.
I will put everything that you see in me on the line.
Strange bets are played once too.
I will allow you what no one else has done before.
I will become plasticine - do whatever you want.
I close the fucking gestalts.
So good. So where have you been before?
 
I found you and it doesn't matter if it ends badly.
I'll just leave this song here.
Maybe you don't have a heart or you have someone.
I found you - it's late now
And I don't see the way back.
I'll just stay by your side here
Even if you don't have a heart or you have someone.
 
I will shoot down the scopes you set up.
I will spread my arms, I will be your target.
If you kill me, then only with love.
If it's inevitable, then it's worth it.
But now hold my heart, hold it tight.
It didn’t make a knock before you.
Before you, I thought that two people were just a set of letters in a combination of sounds.
 
I found you and it doesn't matter if it ends badly.
I'll just leave this song here.
Maybe you don't have a heart or you have someone.
I found you - it's late now
And I don't see the way back.
I'll just stay by your side here
Even if you don't have a heart or you have someone.
 

Ultrapop

Is it real or
A figment of my mind
Since you have come,
you took my day to the tops
 
Everything that could not be solved
Is in the past
Believe me, living in the past is just
Dying today
 
Come let my lights are turned on again
I wait for you
You became my milestone
As long as we are both
there is no problem
Now I love you (Je t'aime means that I love you in French) my dear forever
This fire should be burned
I find myself with you
 
Every way -takes me to you- is my way
I set off
If I was born millions more times
I would be yours again
 

Moody

Why is she gone so far away
I am a victim of her eyebrows
I am an admirer of her eyebrows
Why is she gone so far away
 
It’s not in Erzincan so i can go and get her
It’s not in Istanbul, so i can go and see her
Germany is very far away
 
Heqi is singing, sadly he is singing
He sings, he sings and he cries
he does both: singing and sheding tears
A new day is born
and he is searching for consolation
It's gone and he cries again.