A keresés eredménye oldal 3

Little Big Love

Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Heavenly, brilliant, fatal, insane, unstable, daring
Phenomenal
Childish, delighted, identical, normal, unique, forbid and infernal
 
Büyük, sonsuz, magnificent
Are they all just words
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Accident, destiny, coincidence, never again perhaps and a serious event
Means of all, one a, goes like this, simply the best
And so well
 
Love, amor, l'amour
Are they all just words
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
That with us was not an affair
Nor was it love
It wasn't a 'thing' with us
It was very specifically 'you and me'
Just for that I love you
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
Oh oh oh
 
Little love, big love
Don't give a name to love
All the loves of my life
Were good the way they came, oh
 

Oy, Kozara (Partisan ver.)

Oy Kozara, oy Kozara
My dense forest
(2x)
 
You are, oy you are
Full of partisans
(2x)
 
However many, oy however many
branches there are in Kozara
(2x)
 
There's even more, oy there's even more
Young partisans
(2x)
 
However many, oy however many
Leaves there are in Kozara
(2x)
 
There's even more, oy there's even more
Young communists
(2x)
 

Oy, Kozara

Spread out, oy spread out
The field is turning
Spread out, oy spread out
The field is turning
 
Oy Kozara, oy Kozara
My dense forest
Oy Kozara, oy Kozara
My dense forest
 
You are, oy you are
Full of partisans
You are, oy you are
Full of partisans
 
However many, oy however many
branches there are in Kozara
However many, oy however many
branches there are in Kozara
 
There's even more, oy there's even more
Young partisans
There's even more, oy there's even more
Young partisans
 
However many, oy however many
Leaves there are in Kozara
However many, oy however many
Leaves there are in Kozara
 
There's even more, oy there's even more
Young communists
There's even more, oy there's even more
Young communists
 
Comrade Tito, oy Comrade Tito
Gave the order
Comrade Tito, oy Comrade Tito
Gave the order
 
Everyone to battle, oy everyone to battle
For our liberation
Everyone to battle, oy everyone to battle
For our liberation
 

Here is my country

Sun is rising over the mountains and valleys,
It”s good at home, at our home,
There where are mountains, springs, hills and plains,
There where your mommy waits for you to come.
 
Here is my country, here is my heart,
Here is my heart, here in my country!
 
Either the sky is sunny or the clouds are raining,
It”s good at home, at our home,
The (church) bell is ringing ceaseless,
Is ringing to call you home, in the village.
 
Here is my country, here is my heart,
Here is my heart, here in my country!
 
No country in the world is without needs,
It is better at home, at our home,
And anywhere in the world you”ll be wandering,
It”s better at home, do not forget that!
 
x2
Here is my country, here is my heart,
Here is my heart, here in my country!
 

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
 

Hymn of the 5th Vilnius Brigade of the Home Army (We will go faithfully)

[Verse 1]
When the homeland is bathed in tears,
the martyr's blood cries to heaven.*
 
Who fights for freedom and takes revenge for blood**?
It is the 5th Vilnius Brigade. x2
 
[Verse 2]
And the chief leads it on a bold trail,
'Łupaszka' - unknown hero.
 
Only to die with him and fight to be able to
cut free the beloved country from bondage. x2
 
[Verse 3]
We will follow in your wake faithfully,
Because you are with us, God is with you.
We will boldly stay under the hail of bullets,
until the golden horn of freedom sounds.
 
[Verse 4]
Through bold assaults and fights for years
for the enemy he has become destruction.
 
And the song flows free and proud into the world
behind the 5th Vilnius Brigade. x2
 
[Verse 5]
Today our tasks are fight and work hard,
The fate is unknown for the future.
 
For beloved Poland, he leads us into battle
'Łupaszka' our beloved chief. x2
 
[Verse 6]
We will follow in your wake faithfully,
Because you are with us, God is with you.
We will boldly stay under the hail of bullets,
until the golden horn of freedom sounds.
 

My Sunday

My Sunday jumped out from the windows
half-awake, with a clean apron
poured out into the streets with its green hat
exchanged New Year's greetings, my Sunday
caressed the hair of jasmin,
and smiled at the happy showcases, my Sunday remembered the philharmonic orchestras of old times,
the joyful promenades...
and reached the point where enemies are distinguishable
in Ledra street of the whole world
even if Ledra street is just a street in Nicosia-
and above sand-bags, being decorated by grass
and a small poppy,
stretched its head my Sunday and said
to the others, with the other language
and the other face,
said to them : ' Goodmorning'.
 

All I Know of Love

Barbara Streisand:
Once I found the perfect love
And you showed me everything there was
to know of love
Time will not betray the truth
And for all the years we've shared
I celebrate with you
For you...
Josh:
One day I met you
Barbara:
And me
Josh:
I thought, 'Now she'
Barbra:
Will be...
Josh:
Since then we've been together...
Both:
Forever
You are all I know of love
How could I ask for more
You're everything I'm dreaming of
You're all I need from love
And every star above
Spells out your name
My swear I'll always feel the same
You're all I want
Barbra:
From love
Josh:
All I want from love
Tell me
Barbra:
(Humming)
Josh:
That is for eternity
Barbra:
Like a memory
Josh:
You drew me to dwell in your thoughts
With you
Barbra:
You are my only heart
Josh:
In you
Barbra:
I loved you from the start
Josh:
The two of us
Barbra:
Together not apart
Both:
Forever
You are all I know of love
How could I ask for more
You're everything I'm dreaming of
You're all I need from love
And every star above
Spells out your name
My swear I'll always feel the same
You're all Want
Josh:
From love
Both:
You're all I want from love
Josh:
Think of me
Barbra:
I think of him
Josh:
Because I dream of you
Barbra:
You'll be with me
Josh:
Two hearts and one soul
Barbra:
My love flows free through you
Josh:
...And free
Barbra:
I live my whole life
Josh:
I'll live my life
Both:
To be with you
You'll always be the one who taught me
Everything my heart knows to be sure
My heart knows you
You're all I know of love
How could I ask for more
You're everything I'm dreaming of
You're all I need from love
Barbra:
And every star above
Josh:
Every star above
Both:
Spells out your name
I swear I'll always feel the same
You're all I want
Josh:
From love
 

Don't Play Games

You want to leave, you love someone else,
I love you and I can't forget you.
But listen carefully: I will not allow you
To make even a step.
I don't believe in your tears and words anymore,
No, I won't lose you.
 
Chorus (x2):
Don't play games, you can't convince,
Don't play with my life!
Just the moment of luck
It stop again a spot for us,
The spot of love is reserved.
 
Say whatever you want, I still don't listen to you.
I love you and I don't want too much:
Just a sweet whisper, as it once was,
I want your love.
I don't believe in your tears and words anymore,
No, I won't lose you.
 
Chorus (x3):
Don't play games, you can't convince,
Don't play with my life!
Just the moment of luck
It stop again a spot for us,
The spot of love is reserved.
 

I love you

These days i cannot take you out of my head
I don't know why
These days i cannot take you out of my head
I don't know why
Because I didn't take you out of my heart
So I didn't forget you
 
It is not easy , you have no idea
 
Living without you is like
Being in the desert with no water
 
It is not easy , you have no idea
Living without you is like
Being in the desert with no water
 
I love you
I love you
Till my last breath I will be loving you
and i will die loving you
 
It is not easy , you have no idea
 
Being in the desert with no water
I love you
 
These days i cannot take you out of my head
I don't know why
These days i cannot take you out of my head
I don't know why
Because I didn't take you out of my heart
So I didn't forget you
 
Because I didn't take you out of my heart
 
So I didn't forget you
 
Living without you is like
Being in the desert with no water
 
It is not easy , you have no idea
Living without you is like
Being in the desert with no water
 
It is not easy , you have no idea
Living without you is like
Being in the desert with no water
 
I love you
 
I love you
Till my last breath I will be loving you
and i will die loving you
 
It is not easy , you have no idea
 
Living without you is like
Being in the desert with no water
I love you
 

Shooting Star

If you are not, the color of sky no differ for me// its all Grey... wherever I go
If you do not tell me, who will tell me that my laughter is beautiful
O Please Take me somewhere far away
Let the devil's eyes go blind
You do not know?... if you are not with me ... I will die
You are wise, I'm crazy...
you are right....I know
You know..., if you are not ...I will die
 
Wow, you are bewitching me
Oh , you calm my heart
Oh oh if you go ... i will die
Wow, your good and bad, is my own
Oh, I became a prisoner of your eyes
Oh oh if you leave ....i will die
 
I will finally go crazy from your doings
I do not get tired of being with you
O my soul, O my soul, my eyes have revealed me
as if your love captured me ... i fell in love with you
Oh, my darling ...whatever you tell i can not say no to you
I love you, you are my shinning star
 
Wow, you are bewitching me
Oh, you calm my heart
Oh oh if you go ... i will die
Wow, your good and bad, is my own
Oh, I became a prisoner of your eyes
Oh oh if you leave ....i will die
 

Még van néhány nyár

Van még néhány nyaram
hogy éljek a nap alatt
Néhány csendem és dalom
még bimbóba fakad.
 
Néhány ragyogó év
zöldellő ágaskodás, virágzó hév
Tanulságos megállókkal
és poharakba töltött borokkal.
 
Még néhány csókot is adok,
míg végleg a földbe harapok.
Útitársaim ne siránkozatok! Nincs miért.
Ennek az életnek a délibábjaiért?
 

Western Story

G. B. Johnson Billy Kid was a big gunslinger
until he learnt that he's worth a dollar
and until then, in any pub
he found in the west,
put a dollar on the table
and didn't ask for change
 
When someday, Billy Joe Kid met a girl
and like a fool, he fall in love with her
but look, the girl asked him
what's his current revenue
and left as she found out
that he has no cent in the bank account
 
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, you were a little spender
and now, you remained with an empty pocket (ah-yeah!)
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, you're a big gunslinger
you'd be, but what's the use when you got no money in the pocket
 
Hit in his sensitive spot, Billy Joe Kid got angry
and on his fiery mustang he hurried on
He was hired at a farmer
with a secure cowboy job
To graze his herd of cows
rather, the herd of oxen!
 
After a year of hard work, seeing his _ reached
he went straight to his dear girl
showed her how he worked
and how much he earned
and now is happy
for the girl married him
 
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, you were a little spender
and now, you remained with an empty pocket (ah-yeah!)
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, you're a big gunslinger
you'd be, but what's the use when you got no money in the pocket
 
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, you're a big gunslinger
but what's the use for you had no money in your pocket(Ah-yeah!)
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, since then, you worked increasingly
you got kids, you got a big belly and a big bank account!
 
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, Billy Joe Kid
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, Billy Joe Kid
Oh, Billy, Billy Joe Kid, Billy Joe Kid
Yeah!...
 

My father's age

I remember how we watched from the hallway
as dad packed his stuff into the trunk,
and Thousand Nights echoed on the radio.
And mom sat at the kitchen table,
nothing but emptiness in her eyes,
just saying over and over that it wasn't supposed to happen like this.
But if we were supposed to meet again on Sunday,
to watch the Kalpa1 game,
but in the end we listened to it on the radio,
and didn't hear from dad for months.
Until we woke to the doorbell,
mom burst into tears in the hallway,
and I got my own toy car,
as a gift from the police.
 
Today I'm my father's age,
but I still don't get
how you didn't see any way out.
I don't know if I believe in heaven,
but I would like to see you again.
And even though I'm older than you,
I'll always be your little boy.
 
You taught me to ride a bike,
and showed me how to skate backwards.
You said that I'd be the next Selänne.2
You always managed to be happy with me,
even though Finland was windy in the 90s,
and you had a mortgage.
I got my first guitar from you,
that nylon-stringed Landola.
You also liked to play it yourself,
I learned even these chords from you.
I often wonder whether you would be proud,
if you could hear your son's songs,
they play them on the radio these days,
and this one talks about you.
 
Today I'm my father's age
but I still don't get
how you didn't see any way out.
I don't know that I believe in heaven,
but I would like to see you again.
And even though I'm older than you,
I'll always be your little boy.
 
Hey dad, hey dad.
Hey dad, hey dad.
I wonder if you can hear me, I miss you.
 
We were excited about Finnish hockey together, we celebrated with you in '95.
But after that I didn't watch, since I didn't want to do it alone.
Many moves would have been easier, if you had been my moving buddy.
I held a lot of resentment, but everything's forgiven now.
 
Today I'm my father's age,
but I still don't get
how you didn't see any way out.
I don't know that I believe in heaven,
but I would like to see you again.
And even though I'm older than you,
I'll always be your little boy.
 
Hey dad, hey dad.
Hey dad, hey dad.
I wonder if you can hear me, I miss you.
Hey dad, hey dad.
Hey dad, hey dad.
Even though I'm older than you, I'll always be your little boy.
 

• 1. Kalevan Pallo, a hockey team
• 2. Teemo Selänne, a famous Finnish hockey player

Care paisane, 23. A thousand years and a thousand more.

A thousand years and a thousand more… What does it mean, “they are dead”?
They’re alive! And this scum is killing them!
Poor ancestors of ours

Care paisane, 22: They are the game of the world.

They are the game of the world!
They are the dignity avoided by the scum
Bacause it can't undestand it, it is above them!
They are the ancien science that does not move
 
Because there is nothing left to be learn:
It knew at birth, an exat science!
Sow and water, wait and you shall receive!...
The land is where two and two is always four!!...
 
Season come, season go... and the Land
With them, it obeys!...
The sun burns? Storms rage?
 
But everything comes to pass, this is the way
of a craft nobody understands
How it has unfolded until now and how it is going to go!...
 

Care paisane, 20. But look around yourselves.

But look around yourselves... On the furrows,
With hoes and spades, bucketts and tools,
All of a sudden came out of the bushes,
Our ancestors... young are and elders,
 
Women are and men... and they are alive!
And they all want
Their interest... it is not for nothing:
Blood does not care, it is right...
 
A thousand years and a thousand more... what do you mean they are dead?
They're always alive! And they don't want to die...
Do you want to force this last offence?...
 
What?... You want lo leave?...
Million of ancestors... looking down at you...
They are out race that cannot end here!...
 

Care paisane, 19. You can see by yourselves.

You can see by yourselves that we are lost:
Landless, we are the land itself
and we ery for having lost it

Care paisane, 18. And it's not your fault.

And it's not your fault... blood is what it is.
You can change everything, but race is race.
Country people since the beginning of times:
Take the land away from him and you'll have a puppet!
 
Gangster, mayors, lawyers,
that's what we are: we love the land!
Migrant.. but not renegade...
Our blood in in Maddaloni, Acerra...
 
That's why we come back: because the land calls!
Because that's where our roots are.
We aren't traitors... we can't
 
sell or trade away this mother...
But don't say Italy, that is scum,
We can't soil us...
 

Care paisane, 16. Hordes of pesonnel composed ol yockels.

Hordes of pesonnel composed ol yockels,
rednecks and country people,
taken away from their land! Millions of them!
The chimney charms you...
 
... and you run and jump... 'The chimney!'
You throw away your spades and hoes,
and you delude yourselves in believing
that is the flag that will raise you from hardship and hunger!
 
Instead, in the shadow of this scum, the land
dies, choked by pollution and smoke

Care paisane, 17. The chimney! And you, for a salary.

The chimney! And you, for a salary
betray your land, your race...
Baptism just an occasion to wash your head,
not even beasts: puppets is what you are!
 
You are puppets... Numbers! Idiots!
By the press, the forge, the mintage, the ovens,
Dear Francesco do you know? You are slaves,
for twenty thousands lire a day...
 
And you are not able to hammer!
You can't use a wrench!
These are not your skills! And 'Hey what is a casting?
 
Do you wash concrete? And what is a cutter?'.
And then you fake inness:
'Absent!' we'll talk about it at the end of the month...
 

Care paisane, 15: We are flesh of your flesh.

We are flesh of your flesh
And the same blood flows through our veins:
But we have our own flag!
You do not even own land!
 
Rome expropriates yours to create:
It comes to your aid in its own way: they evict you...
They snatch you away from your land, they take it by force,
Build factories, and then it is done!
 
Hunger? Poverty?... this scum of Rome
Shuts your mouth in an istant:
It says: 'I'll solve everything!'... and you know how...
 
I told you there in the factory!...
It does more harm than a million bombs...
But who goes to Rome to tell them?...
 

Care paisane, 14. Yockels like you we are.

Yockels like you we are!
But not Italians! No! We do not feel that way!
Because we were the real Italians,
and then Italy was just scum
 
that charged straight at us
and yelled at us 'Brigand!' and shot
at us and stabbed us in the stomach,
fired cannons and charged us with the bayonette...
 
Not Italians! When the time came
and millions of people came to the harbour,
the Italians put a white flag out...
 
They wished us ill fate: bringers of bad luck!
You may achieve everything: but none of them
wrote: Italians! You are killing the dead!
 

When They Asked You

If some friends loved me
and they cared little about me
I want them to swear in front of me
I want them to swear in front of me
That they'll never tell you
How crazy I get about you
 
When they ask you about me once
You said for just a minute, wait, what were they called?
Like you didn't remember or you're not loyal to me
Or you surrendered to egoism
Like I wasn't born, like I hadn't kissed you
Like I hadn't given you a heaven
 
These strangers
At the street where we whisper about me
Let them say to everyone
Let them say to everyone
How my tears melt
Only let me not tell this to you
 
When they ask you about me once
You said for just a minute, wait, what were they called?
Like you didn't remember or you're not loyal to me
Or you surrendered to egoism
Like I wasn't born, like I hadn't kissed you
Like I hadn't given you a heaven
 
Like I wasn't born, like I hadn't kissed you
Like I hadn't given you a heaven
 

people are weird and i don’t know what love is

people are weird and
i don’t know what love is
i really don’t know
light and easy mind
words that i can’t even remember
we become numb
beautiful things
where is all
you cowards
just like me
people are weird and
i don’t know what love is
 

13. Ancient like the roots of these plants.

Ancient like the roots of these plants,
We are rooted, we are country people…
We watered this land crying:
Sweat, blood and tears made these furrows!
 
Broken backs and corns on our hands,
We are hunger and suffering…
“Pick fruit and sow the wheat!”
Life and death in the face of the highborn!
 
But we chose to leave, beaten
Spat in the face by this old scum
Which has rooted for centuries in Rome
 
And that feeds on the trouble and the blood
Of those who work and uses the whip
On those who expose their dirty business and plots…