A keresés eredménye oldal 9

Yearnings

I would like to be the fine honeysuckle
that opened its morning bloom
to give you the jungle's perfume,
when you barely open your window
 
To be an emotion so that you can yearn for me,
to be a landscape so that I may delight you,
to be a blue fountain so that you can see yourself in me
and to be a song so that you may sing to me
 
I would like to be the belt of ermine,
that holds your magnificent waist,
and that sensual love eternally,
to feel your beauty in my arms
 
To be an emotion so that you can yearn for me,
to be a landscape so that I may delight you,
to be a blue fountain so that you can see yourself in me
and to be a song so that you may sing to me
 

You left because of a mistake

You left because of a mistake,
you don't want to understand
that truly I love you
and you don't want to come back.
 
There's sadness in my soul,
Anguish in my existence,
Forgive me if you love me
like you used to say, until death do us part.*
Forgive me if you love me
like yoou used to say, until death do us part.
 
God**, you who can make it happen,
you know how I suffer,
make my lover come back
and understand that it was a mistake.
 
Then when we're together
I ask you to give us your blessing
I want us to come together soon
eternally in understanding.
 
Then when we're together
I ask you to give us your blessing,
I want us to come together soon
eternally in understanding.
 
Remember the pact
that we made one time:
To love eachother forever
when we met,
but today it's incomprehensible
that you left because of a mistake,
You don't want to hear me out,
You leave me suffering
 
God, you who can make it happen,
you know how I suffer,
make my lover come back
and understand that it was a mistake.
 
Then when we're together
I ask you to give us your blessing,
I want us to come together soon
eternally in understanding.
 
Then when we're together
I ask you to give us your blessing,
I want us to come together soon
eternally in understanding.
 

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Ladies lavatory

I feel shame when I hear
What they have said
The girls about me
In the party
How is it possible
That they invent a gossip
They laugh at me
I know I'm not handsome
Or the dread
Of the girls
But believe me girls
I'm a normal man
That can defend himself
 
They are ruining my reputation and I don't know
Who could have started it all
I need to know
Where did gossip come from, I know
 
It came from the ladies lavatory
And my reputation flew away
If they speak about you
You die the next day
It's another dimension, I attest it
It came from the ladies lavatory
And my reputation flew away
f they speak about you
You die the next day
It's another dimension, I attest it
 
How I want to forget
Or erase their minds
To all those who laughed
 
And talked about me
My reputation has been
Stained and lost
I'm going to save it
By entering that place
And I hope they guard themselves
 
Even if they expel me
I'll do it
I'll find out what they intend
And in passing I'll see
If anyone of them hurts in my mind
 
I came from the ladies lavatory
And my reputation thrived
If you go there
You'll come back the next day
It's another dimension, I attest it
I came from the ladies lavatory
And my reputation thrived
If you go there
You'll come back the next day
It's another dimension, I attest it
 

Cookie Jar

There isn't a fence pretty enough I don't have an irritated bite
Suddenly a tiny hill is a sleep headphone
 
(Candy) Open the chopsticks
(Can be) I have an embarrassment with your heart
 
When to call an owner ad a ginger pecker ooh
When the time comes I will not hear from you
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
I will make it and it melts fluffy
My heart beating accelerates
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
Following that chocolate bar
I can fly into a new world
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Unlikely to be fearless all you can do is be cute to have justice
Feels like a marshmallow next to the prince
 
(Candy) It looks far away, I want a sweet love
(Can be) I'm seeking for you and I
 
When to call an owner and a ginger pecker Ooh
When and for the time comes I will not hear from you
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
I will make it and it melts fluffy
You know what you can play anything
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
Sweet and sour candy pop
Let's make the world colorful
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
I can't stop drinking alone ooh ooh ooh
I want a heart and I can't stop ooh ooh ooh
(Sugar rush) Go around
(Sugar rush) Feel so good
Because it's you and the secret of two Hush Hush Hush
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
I can go anywhere
My heart beating accelerates
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
Following that chocolate bar
I can fly a new world
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
I will make it and melt it fluffy
You know what you can play anything
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 
Put your hand In the Cookie jar
Sweet and sour Candy pop
Let's make the world colorful
Let's make it happy
Hashtag Cookie Jar
 

Těšínská

If I had been born a hundred years ago
In this town
I would have picked flowers for my bride
In Larischs garden.
 
She would have been a shoe-makers daughter
From Kaminski house, somewhere in Lviv
/a sentence in Polish/
I would have loved her and
At least for two hundred years
 
We would have lived in Sachsenberg
At the Jew Kohns house.
Of all the jewels in Těšín
She'd be the prettiest one.
 
Speaking Polish and a bit of Czech,
A couple of words in German and she would smile nicely.
Once a century a miracle happens,
A miracle happens.
 
If I had been born a hundred years ago
I would have been a bookbinder.
I would have worked at Prochazka from five to five
And got 5 guineas for it.
 
I would have had a beautiful wife and three kids
Good health. I'd be around thirty
With a long life ahead,
A long beautiful twentieth century
 
If I had been born a hundred years ago
In a different time
At Larischs garden I would pick flowers
For you, my love.
 
A tram would go up the hill across the river
And the sun would be raising the border barrier
And the nice smell of Sunday lunch
Would pour out of the windows
 
In the evening, an ancient melody
Would be heard from Moshe.
It would be summer nineteen hundred and ten
And a river would flow behind the house.
 
I can see it like today, a happy me,
Wife, children, and the sky of Těšín.
Its just good that man doesn't know
What lies ahead.
 

Be quiet my heart

Be quiet my heart
Don’t remind me how it felt
Be quiet my heart
Let’s forget everything that’s happened.
 
I have arranged all the sheets
No wrinkle may remain
All the lipstick is gone
No trace on my glass.
 
Now things have their places here
Now every door is closed
The cabinets are locked to the ceiling
And all the memories we have are tossed.
 
Be quiet my heart
Don’t remind me of him today
Be quiet my heart
Let’s forget you and I.
 
I have a new man in my life now
And I believe that I’ve got what one should
I listen rarely to music like you do
Because it’s entirely too good,
 
It’s easy to live without
When you have sealed every seam
So nothing can slip in
In the space between day and dream.
 
You should be my David Rawlings
You would have loved my faults
Joined me over country and kingdom
And played with every step.
 
I would be your sun and shadow
Shared doubt, shared faith
But I want to die with smiling lips
So let me forget all of it.
 
Be quiet my heart
We will forget you and I
Be quiet my heart
Don’t remind me how it felt.
 
Be quiet my heart
Let’s forget everything that’s happened.
 

Jarhdin

[Assorted Audio Recordings]
 
[Victor Trujillo, aka 'Brozo']:
They tell us that there are a lot of dead people.
A-f*ckin-lot of dead people
Killed with cruelty
and with no mercy
 
But for the government
the students are just...'missing'
They show us human remains
which they say belong to some
'victims' of a mass murder
 
[Assorted Audio Recordings]
 
[Victor Trujillo, aka 'Brozo']:
They also say that there is no science in Mexico.
Remember that?
That there is no science in Mexico
To determine who these dead ones are
And so, they send the human remains
To 'Innsbruck'
To be certain that they are, indeed..
The ones that are being searched
That meaning.. the missing ones.
 
When the time came to answer
what everyone has a right
To ask in our country
The attorney general...
Gets tired
Gets tired
 
[Murillo Karam]: Enough, I'm tired
 
[Audio recording from the 1968 Tlatelolco Massacre]
 

In love

Tell me, babe, tell me, honey, what happened to us?
We both went our separate ways, it all ended
And what do I do now, darling? My heart hasn't forgotten about you
I wanna love you, I wanna have you by my side
I'm dying for your warmth
 
And that's how it's leaving, that's how it left
It spread its wings and went away
I know full well that you aren't coming back
You've already forgotten my voice
 
I'm in love with you
from head to toe
Out of control
because of your kisses, I think about you all day
I'm in love, in love, in love
I'm in love, in love, in love
 
My wounds haven't healed yet
And I don't really know what to do anymore
I've searched for the fragrance of your skin in every corner
And looked at your pictures
I want to make time go back
I want you to come back, my darling, and not lose you again
 
And that's how it's leaving, that's how it left
It spread its wings and went away
I know full well that you aren't coming back
You've already forgotten my voice
 
I'm in love with you
from head to toe
Out of control
because of your kisses, I think about you all day
I'm in love, in love, in love
I'm in love, in love, in love
 
Tell me, babe, tell me, honey, what happened to us?
We both went our separate ways, it all ended
My wounds haven't healed yet
And I don't really know what to do anymore
I've searched for the fragrance of your skin in every corner
 
Where?
Where are you going? Where?
Where are you? Where?
Where are you going? Where?
 
I'm in love with you
from head to toe
Out of control
because of your kisses, I think about you all day
I'm in love
And if you go away, I can't go on
Out of control
because of your kisses, babe
I'm in love, in love, in love
I'm in love, in love, in love
 
Where?
Where are you going? Where?
Where are you? Where?
Where are you going? Where?
Where are you going?
 
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Your Garden

Versions: #4
I never wanted you
Any less than completely
Always, my love
 
If you’re happy in heaven
Then I got this
Always, looking out for you
 
The flowers are where I need to be
Now that you're not here
I’ll take care of your garden
 
The flowers are where I need to be
Now that you're not here
I’ll take care of your garden
 
I promised you
That someday I’ll be
Or try to be, better
 
If you’re happy in heaven too
Then I swear
Always, because of what you mean to me
 
The flowers are where I need to be
Now that you're not here
I’ll take care of your garden
 
The flowers are where I need to be
Now that you're not here
I’ll take care of your garden
 
Now that you're not here, I’ll take care of your garden
Now that you're not here, I’ll take care of your garden
Now that you're not here
Now that you're not here, I’ll take care of your garden
 

Pike

A pike will take me to the netherworld,
Will carry me to the underworld1
 
Where the depth is fathoms,
Water many meters deep
There’s a wolf in the water,2
A fire eater at the end of a strait3
 
Pike spawns when it’s cold,
When there’s still frost
Its bowels mean death
If you end up in its stomach4
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,5
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head6
The origin of music from your jaw,7
My good desires from your teeth
 
Toothy pike, don’t you yell,
Don’t you curse much
Go away, you fish trap,
Because of your gruff tongues
 
Come back from the underworld,
Come from there to wells’ water
There you can eat frogs,
Keep the water clean8
 
Many pikes have eaten a sampo9
Even if they haven’t been found10
Many have disappeared, yes,
Maybe they have been digested
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head
The origin of music from your jaw,
My good desires from your teeth
 
Water’s wolf, in holy water,
Peatland’s dog in earth’s underworld
Create music, your jaw plays,
Fire from your snout
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head
The origin of music from your jaw,
My good desires from your teeth
 

• 1. Pikes are associated with death in the Finnish mythology. It was believed that they could swim between the worlds of the living and the dead. However, if a pike was asked to take a soul to the underworld while the person was still alive, it might cause them to get critically ill. Basically that was one way to curse a person.
• 2. Wolf and dog were common ways to call a pike because of its appearance and behaviour.
• 3. A pike gave fire to the humans in some stories. A fire fell from the sky, and a small fish swallowed it, then a bigger fish ate that fish, and finally a pike ate the bigger fish. Then humans captured the pike and managed to get the fire from the fishes' stomach.
• 4. Sometimes a dead person could end up in a pike's bowel (which may have been a part of the underworld) for some reason. That was really bad, because the soul was then stuck there, and couldn't be contacted in any way anymore. Even a seer (or 'a wise man') couldn't get anyone out of there and was in danger of getting stuck there, too, if he tried to contact a soul there.
• 5. Pikes are said to be greedy and to eat many smaller fishes.
• 6. Pikes' bones were important in magic rites and rituals, especially the bones of the head.
• 7. Besides fire, a pike also gave humans music, or playing (an instrument). Väinämöinen famously made a magical kantele (a traditional plucked string instrument) from a giant pike's jawbone.
• 8. Some people put a pike in a well and there it would eat animals - like frogs - which fell there, thus keeping the well clean.
• 9. A magical artifact which can create riches out of thin air. There have probably been different ones, but in Kalevala it makes gold, flour, and salt.
• 10. in the pikes' bowels

Early morning ride

I sit on top of the city and watch
how the world burns,
as the rays of sunlight
pierce through the clouds of smog.
 
I watch the streets, the places, the walls,
I've heard this noise before.
I love the scents of morning,
but they still decay in the earth.
 
Only I am my present,
and the days get shorter and shorter.
The picture is unclear, the signal is weak
but I want to change.
 
I am falling downwards
and I can feel, my bones are the brake.
I search for my ticket,
lest I get this again tomorrow.
'Be careful, the doors are closing!'
I can see the light,
but this is just the early morning ride.
 
The city shakes up the first bus
as it goes across the Danube,
in it the exhaust gas
chokes the passengers.
 
I watch the hostile eyes,
these unfriendly faces.
I know enough about you already,
and you will decay in the earth too!
 
Only I can be my tomorrow,
but the days get shorter and shorter.
The picture is unclear, the signal is weak,
but I want to change.
 
I am falling downwards
and I can feel, my bones are the brake.
I search for my ticket,
lest I get this again tomorrow.
'Be careful, the doors are closing!'
I can see the light,
but this is just the early morning ride.
 

In all gardens . . .

In all gardens I will flower,
In all I will drink the full Moon,
When at last at my end I will possess
All the beaches where the sea makes its waves.
 
One day I will be the sea and the sand,
To everything that exists I will unite myself
And my blood drags through every vein
That embrace that one day will open.
 
Then I will receive my desire
All the fire that inhabits the forest
Known in me as a kiss.
 
Then I will be the rhythm of the landscapes,
The secret abundance of this party
That I saw promised in the images.
 

Hollywood Heart

It's saturday again, a day without time
and the summer is higher than the houses
but it still seems like it's time to go home
because now they're blowing all the candles out
 
But I stay just a little longer again
warming the hands inside the blouse
my jacket got left behind on a night club yesterday
It was warm then, but now I am frozen
 
A day without time, a night without purpose
I have wavering legs, but thoughts of steel
I want to be reborn not be burnt at the stake
I shall give the future what it can take
 
Passing the same place, same street corner as in the past
And I wonder when the circle is closed
Suddenly I wake up to when they are fighting at a grill
I slowly move on with a clenched fist
 
A day without time, a night without purpose
 
For I have a hollywood heart that burns
And I believe in fate and real magic
Sometimes it feels like I just disappear
As if I was a truth, truth in all fantasy
 
Sometimes one is just too tired
too tired for the eternal grand decisions
too tired to think, too tired to see
and it feels like the circle is always broken
 

Open the heart a second

No one cares and understands
No one looks around where you walk
But in your abyss, is so much more to see
 
In your story that no one wrote
Is a promise of something that never became
There under the surface is so much more to see
 
Open the heart a second, receive what I give to you
In a humans inner room, is always place for a little more
Open the heart for a second, let one second become several
Behind what we see, is so much more to give
 
Come, let us leave from here
You'll become a tear of joy in the corner of my eye
Under the surface is so much more to see, more to see
 
Open the heart a second, receive what I give to you
In a humans inner room, is always place for a little more
Open the heart for a second, let one second become several
Behind what we see, is so much more to give
 
Open the heart a second, receive what I give to you
In a humans inner room, is always place for a little more
Open the heart for a second, let one second become several
Behind what we see, is so much more to give
 
There's so much more, much more to give.
Behind what we see...
 

Tiny potato

'Tiny potato'* in your heart, in your thoughts
I want to be the one who will arouse new feelings in you
'Tiny potato' in your heart, in your thoughts
I want to be the one who will arouse new feelings in you
 
And gently, until death, I will live for you (oh)
As long as my body stays alive I want to be for you
And gently, until death, I will live for you (oh)
As long as my body stays alive I want to be for you
 
I want to be rain when the flower of the hills blooms
Also I want to be the one who disturbs the peace of your dreams
I want to be rain when the flower of the hills blooms
Also I want to be the one who disturbs the peace of your dreams
 
And gently, until death, I will live for you (oh)
As long as my body stays alive I want to be for you
And gently, until death, I will live for you (oh)
As long as my body stays alive I want to be for you
 

The Cake Shop Bossa Nova

My friend eats seven cream rolls
And when he's finished those
He'll have even more sugary treats
 
He says good people don't get toothache
And it's great to travel all over the place
And have that sweet taste in your mouth
 
What a treat - sugar and coffee
And half a litre of Becherovka liquer
Hooray
Lend me 500 (Czech Crowns)
Today's bill comes to 400.
 
Cake shop assistants all round the country
Flutter their eyelids sweetly at him
And in return he sings
This cake shop bossa nova again and again
 
My friend drinks elderberry juice
He says there's nothing better
It's a massive hit of glucose, he says,
And I should drink some too
 
Just look how many women
Would open their legs to carry his child
But I suspect
He'll just turn into a big fat ball
And when someone gives him a kick
He'll roll off out of my life
And I'll be alone, completely alone.
 
What a treat - sugar and coffee
And half a litre of Becherovka liquer
Hooray
Lend me 500 (Czech Crowns)
Today's bill comes to 400.
 
Cake shop assistants all round the country
Flutter their eyelids sweetly at him
And in return he sings
This cake shop bossa nova again and again
 
My friend can't see his toes anymore
He's grown so fat
And he's just getting fatter
Sentenced to being fat for life
 
But people need glycids, he says
Our body is like a furnace
And it burns up all the sugars
Some get their kicks with alcohol
Some with drugs
But he gets his from eating sweet stuff
 
What a treat - sugar and coffee
And half a litre of Becherovka liquer
Hooray
Lend me 500 (Czech Crowns)
Today's bill comes to 400.
 
Cake shop assistants all round the country
Flutter their eyelids sweetly at him
And in return he sings
This cake shop bossa nova again and again
 

The Heavens Gardens

A long time ago, when I was a child, my mother
Told me the story of a man who came from elsewhere,
From further.
He told that life, that the world was in danger.
'We have to go away' He said.
 
We have arrived in the Heavens gardens,
I walked for thousand years.
We have arrived under a new sun,
Hear eternity singing.
 
At the end of your fingers it has found its way,
The love that you looked for.
If you has followed North, that was your destiny,
That was your way of liberty, liberty.
 
Men didn't understand
And they have chased him far away out of the village.
However that day the sun shined so strongly
That wheat fields and forests burnt
And children heard
A song coming from earth telling them:
 
We have arrived in the Heavens gardens,
I walked for thousand years.
We have arrived under a new sun,
Hear eternity singing.
 
At the end of your fingers it has found its way,
The love that you looked for.
If you have followed North, that was your destiny,
That was your way of liberty, liberty.
 

I want to love you with all my heart

Here before thee by thy cross I bow.
you gave your life and showed me what love is.
I want to love you with all my heart
Teach me to love you, Jesus.
I want to love you with all my heart
Teach me to love you.
 
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My Beautiful

What’s going on with the beautiful?
Having fun and not giving a damn
She (lit. he) hit me with her beauty
And took me to her world
Oh, give me, give me
A cure that could cool me down
My heart is suffering
My lover made me (feel) sorrow
 
My beautiful, my beautiful
Her beauty is unusual
She smiled to me and left me
Like a crazy, she took my mind away
Oh, how I am, how I am
Who’s feeling what I’m going through?
I don’t like anyone but her
So bring to me my beautiful
 
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
 
She is very
Important, and confident
Everyone's standing by her side,
Precious and likes no one
Ohh, talk to me
You are so precious up high (above my head)
Oh, finally
Here I found her by my side
 
Oh, my fire, my fire
She’s an exceptional person
She made me fall and loose my mind
I fell in love with her within seconds
 
Ohh, why did I ever (do that)
What made me do that?
My heart is the one who did it (and to be blamed)
Bring my beautiful to me
 
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
Oh, my beautiful, my beautiful
 
My beautiful, my beautiful
My beautiful, my beautiful
My beautiful, my beautiful
My beautiful, my beautiful
 

Laugh

Laugh, don't let 'sorrow' laugh at us 1
Your laugh is my way to happiness
 
The weather become cool since we've been together 2
And if we loved each other even more it might get cooler
 
And I want you to talk to me all night
Who said 'the best thing for unjust person is to sleep' is true? 3
 
And let me drown in the middle of the sea, I never wanna reach the shore 4
To die drowned is an honorable death
 
And bury me in your holy valley of Sinai 5
Two domes, and the headstone is your necklace
 

• 1. He means don't let 'sorrow' think he is stronger than us
• 2. Cool weather is a good awaited thing in a hot country
• 3. He means she is not fair with him in love matters, but still he would rather her awake than asleep. The Arabic proverb literally means, the best thing for the unjust person is to sleep so he doesn't commit any more unjust actions, and people will have a break from him.
• 4. The sea of love
• 5. He means the line between her breasts. And he used a holy place as a metaphor for that part of her body. The holy valley is where Ebrahim talked to Allah as Muslims believe

“Whatever troubles that soul is reflected, magically, in the poetry. Reading Arabic poetry, therfore, is not an idle excercise. It is a trip inside the Arab soul.”

Money

Money doesn't make any man 'A MAN' if he doesn't have the good manners embedded within him in the first place 1
There is plenty of rich men whom are disgrace to their families
 
That's right, money help us build a home, take care of our families
And help us reach our dreams
 
But, we 2 never make it a reason for regret
We act noble even to the ones we hate, because we want to be representative with everyone 3
 
We have no envy in our hearts towards others at all
May we be helpful to others with that cash, and may it never be the 'center' of our lives 4
 
Even if money served us a good life as expected, we will never become 'money slaves'
We'll still be up to expectations of our good people, family and friends
 

• 1. The definition of 'Man' here, means the man who helps others when needed, even if that meant lending money to friends or family. A man who wouldn't turn someone down if he can help. Such man will make his family proud (in Arab culture). That means he is up to people's expectations from him.
• 2. He means men of his family/tribe
• 3. Image matters so much in the Arab culture, for the individual, the family and the tribe. He means we wanna maintain that image of the noble mannered family and we're not gonna ruin that legacy, even if that means we have to be good to someone we hate. In this line he means we'll help others as much as we can with the money we have.
• 4. Not to be so dependable on money and materialistic.

“Whatever troubles that soul is reflected, magically, in the poetry. Reading Arabic poetry, therfore, is not an idle excercise. It is a trip inside the Arab soul.”

My proud heart

Call me “crazy” and say I’ve lost it
But I think I just dreamt about you last night
Think that then a song came suddenly out of my mouth
That we knew and sang all at once
 
Yes, from the bottom of the soul, notes could be heard dwelling
Rhythms came from the bones that kept on rattling
Our love is clearly the best thing in life
My proud heart, it’s thumping and beating
Our love is clearly the best thing in life
My proud heart, it’s thumping and beating
 
Oh, my family! Beloved friends
Now sing together, feel it and understand
Our love is clearly the best thing in life
My proud heart, it’s thumping and beating
Oh, my family! Beloved friends
Now sing together, feel it and understand
Our love is clearly the best thing in life
My proud heart, it’s thumping and beating
 

Pseudo-problem

I haven't been a splinter neither in your eye
nor underneath your feet
Probably we met in another world
underneath our feet
 
You need me beside you
to listen
I have to give my ears
to listen
And to listen once more
 
To your pseudo-problems
My friend you have a pseudo-problem
Pseudo-problem
Pseudo-problem
 
You walk behind, you walk in front and beside
So fickle
You wear all the weight on one edge
Adding even more
 
You only go around and deceive
Until the head is full
You are afraid, afraid of losing it
Because who knows what happens
when it leaves
 
To your pseudo-problems
My friend you have a pseudo-problem
Pseudo-problem
Pseudo-problem
 
To your pseudo-problems
My friend you have a pseudo-problem
Pseudo-problem
Pseudo-problem
 

There was a garden

Versions: #2
(spoken)
This is a song for the children
 
Who are born and who lives between steel
 
And bitume between concrete and asphalt
 
And who might never know
That the earth was a garden.
 
There was a garden that we called the earth
It shined under the sun like a forbidden fruit
No it was not paradise nor hell
nor something already seen or heard.
 
There was a garden, a house, trees
With a little bed of foam to make love on it
And a little creek rolling without any wave
Came to refresh it and went on his course.
 
There was a garden as big as a valley
We could feed ourselves in every season
On the hot land or on the frozen grass
And discover flowers that didn't have name.
 
There was a garden that we called the earth
It was big enough for millions of kids
It was once inhabited by our grand-fathers
Who kept it from their grand-parents.
 
Where is this garden where we could have been born,
Where we could have lived carefree and naked?
where is this house with all its doors open
That I still look for and that I no longer find?
 

The Stars

Good Morning, sun
Tell me, did you wake up to give me some of your splendour
Or are you going to disappear somewhere in a rain
Where your tears turn into a reflection of your loneliness
That I'm feeling right now?
 
But if you give me some of that light that you've got
The day will stay here until the Moon lights up
 
The stars that make my night bright
That give power to our love
That guide us when the wind turns
 
The stars that navigate us with the hand of destiny
When our heart is set on fire
That guide us into the land of dreams
Oh... come and take my hand, follow me tonight
 
Just imagine I were able to see everything that only you can see
I'd know all the things that you know
About what will happen to the two of us tomorrow
If you stay with us
 
So if you give me some of that light that you've got
The day will stay alive until the Moon lights up
 
The stars that make my night bright
That give power to our love
That guide us when the wind turns
 
The stars that navigate us with the hand of destiny
When our heart is set on fire
And when I can't come up with a single thought
 
The stars that make my night bright
That give power to our love
That guide us...
 
The stars that navigate us with the hand of destiny
When our heart is set on fire
Into the land of dreams, oh... take my hand
Oh... take my hand, follow me tonight
 

Julevädno

The river flows, whispers to me
Julevädno speaks to my heart
Voice of the river leads me
Julevädno touches my soul
The well lies far up west
Pours water into the river day by day
The water of this river is sacred to me
This river valley the place I want to be
 
Clear water like silver
Rushing with force through all times
The soul of the river whispers to me
Julevädno I love and honour you
Nothing takes the soul of that river
The clear silver water
As long as the water flows
And the rushing sound of streaming water
Can be heard
There will be hope and comfort in our lives
 
'Cuando quieres algo, todo el Universo conspira para que realices tu deseo.' Paulo Coelho

My love

The day you may forget me, my love,
I know you will exist in my grief,
seeing myself alone, sad and forgotten,
I would uproot my life,
I would uproot my life.
 
There are things one accepts with resignation,
there are blows that fate strikes without compassion,
but when one looses a love
there is no one to soothe that pain,
there is no one to soothe that pain.
 
You were all my being,
all my love I surrendered to you,
and the love I feel for you,
it's the purest, girl.
 
If the ties that join us
would some day break,
it may, as well, end right now
the existence of myself.
 
If the ties that join us
would some day break,
it may, as well, end right now
the existence of myself.
 
(The whole song repeats)
 

To Love us More

Together, the immensity
A world of ours, small house
The time does not matter
Because there will always be a good day,
To love 'us' more
 
Together, to dream up
as to not get bored, defying the hours
of an uncertain future
That only serves to love 'us' more.
 
To love 'us' more
We are sworn together, even though life passes
The rivers flow and the birds migrate
There will always be a good day, to love 'us' more
 
To love 'us' more
It is enough to look at you, it is enough to touch you
Our bodies are enough, humid and warm
To love 'us' more, to love 'us' more
To love 'us' more
 
Together, the eternity
Two solitudes, a perfect magnet
Almost egoism only to love each other
To love us more
 
To love 'us' more
We are sworn together, even though life passes
The rivers flow and the birds migrate
There will always be a good day, to love 'us' more
 
To love 'us' more
It is enough to look at you, it is enough to touch you
Our bodies are enough, humid and warm
To love 'us' more, to love 'us' more
To love 'us' more
 
To love 'us' more
We are sworn together, even though life passes
The rivers flow and the birds migrate
There will always be a good day, to love 'us' more
 
To love 'us' more
It is enough to look at you, it is enough to touch you
Our bodies are enough, humid and warm
To love 'us' more, to love 'us' more
To love 'us' more
To love 'us' mooooooooooore
 

If You Abandoned me

If you abandoned me, then who will be there for me?
And who will make me all beautiful?
And who will be there for my soul and my comfort?
You are the most of me and the least of me
 
You are all of my entirety
So be mine
If you won't be mine, then who will be there for me?
 
You are all of my entirety
And all my people at times of isolation and humiliation
I have nothing but my soul
Take it, the soul is all the poor possesses
 
You are all of my entirety
So be mine
If you won't be mine, then who will be there for me?
 
Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel

Don't play that waltz for me

I am getting used to not looking at you.
I am getting used to be without you,
I no longer want you, I don't need you, anymore.
How good it is to be alone, how well one lives like this!
I am getting used to not looking at you.
I am getting used to be without you,
 
Choir
What damned kisses, why do you want to hurt me
if without you I die? My darling, where are you?
Don't play that waltz for me because it kills me!
She used to sing it to me, like her, no one else.
 
If I pass by Florida, I remember you,
If I pass by La Valle, It is the same
that if I am in Corrientes, that if I am in Palermo,
all along Buenos Aires, with me you always are.
That I'm going to get used to not looking at you?
That I'm going to get used...? God, no way!
 
Choir
What damned kisses, why do you want to hurt me
if without you I die? My darling, where are you?
Don't play that waltz for me because it kills me!
She used to sing it to me, like her, no one else.
 

Just Like the Moon

Until we relax,
Until the sun returns to light up our faces,
For now each gust of wind takes me someplace new,
It's difficult to know what is more,
 
Going beyond for you,
Until you return to gaze at me like before,
The winds have calmed, come place your day on my shoulders,
Take my hand,
Tell me,
 
Just like the moon,
I have no light of my own,
From your bright rays I will learn to shine,
And if I am to shine,
I have no light of my own,
From your bright rays I will learn to shine,
In your pure light that washes over me,
 
Here comes the end of another day,
And at the corner of my eye they wait,
Sparks of battle that won't erupt until tomorrow,
And until then I am neither here nor there.
 
Translations are never word-for-word, but always about some degree of interpretation (word choice, word order, grammar etc...). Enjoy :)