A keresés eredménye

29

Maybe I'm not the suitable person for rummaging on your drawer
You can fly if you want
When I try to catch your
 
Heart, I stick myself hundreds of pins
I don't now whether I have to talk or to shut up,
Hardly I get to forget
I don't want to lose myself, if it's not with you.
The eve fell again like a concrete block,
And thermostat doesn't move
I have to end up this song, that
I began when I was 29 years old
It was Sunday and the wind changed, now I plan on
And I heat my voice
You are like a hurt puppy,
I am the luck you've not got,
And I don't want to lose myself if it's not with you.
I have multi-coloured flowers,
My shoulders when you need to cry
And my clown nariz
I want to walk thousand of paths with you.
Neither with whereabouts,
Nor with destiny,
 
Where you want to guide me
 

Fourteen years ago

There, where I met luck,
walking between people,
from the lake to the fronton,
where the bells of the clock
were playing the melody
that I still whistle occasionaly.
 
I felt the placebo effect,
Smothering each fire
that grew up inside me.
Nestled on the portico
like a dream's second
that I always go back to remember.
 
And you appear.
Fourteen years ago.
 
Caressing my skin,
Sparking a strong wind,
I think about you
like it was true.
Making the world better,
Expanding feelings,
love, for me,
has got your name,
has got your name.
 
It spent so many time and so many people,
I've never stopped loving you,
like fall loves heat.
But I understood that it was better
to set off for another port,
to row for another direction.
 
I went back to share that bed
and right when I wake up each moning,
I felt your shadow back.
I've never known to refuse
your brave madness,
your irrational tenderness.
 
I go back to ser you there.
Fourteen years ago.
 
Caressing my skin,
Sparking a strong wind,
I think about you
like it was true.
Making the world better,
Expanding feelings,
love, for me,
has got your name,
has got your name.
 

Scandinavia

Although I deny it
I got used to concentrate all in you
I already know the way is done by feet
The anger, how naive I was
 
There were so much heat and electricity
The night before the power cut
That could burn all the city
What a shame, it finished
 
I know it remains a long long time,
That it isn't easy as pie,
And the weathercock, to break in honour of you
And now I rustle the fate up.
This is my way to begin to fly
Leaving back Scandinavia
 
My days are loose ends of the day before
Patterns that I have to break
Maybe it's true that that is the best
Who knows? Just maybe
 
I know it remains a long long time,
That it isn't easy as pie,
And the weathercock, to break in honour of you
And now I rustle the fate up.
This is my way to begin to fly
Leaving back Scandinavia
 
I think about return to look someday
The moon from Scandinavia
 

Turn around

It burned and reached light up,
I knew that it didn't put out.
Therefore I wait...
 
I lost all opinion and reasoning,
but it's hard to omit
As much as I love you...
 
It hurt and I couldn't hold
the calm and the storm.
It will be that I couldn't understand
that you turned around.
Only if you try it...
Oh, ohh...
 
Today I'm gonna restrict to think
what I sense is true.
Therefore I wait...
 
Maybe you were in another place,
Only I could cry
As much as I love you, oh, ohh...
 
It hurt and I couldn't hold
the calm and the storm.
It will be that I couldn't understand
that you turned around.
 
I turned the corner and I found
Your door half open.
If you are trembling like me,
You must keep in mind
Only if you try it.
Oh, ohhhhhhh...
 
If you try it...
If you try it...
 

The same things

I left the drink halfway and I pull up her skirt.
None of us would be there when it finished.
Enchaining forget ways, rigging the weighing scales,
Frightened of the same things.
 
Stories halfway told we start to write by the end.
And I didn't know play it and I stayed as I was,
Nobody knew who I really take revenge of.
 
On a weakness moment I'll say that I don't care,
that I still prefer walking over the tightrope.
When they invite me to take breakfast I will pig out,
Frightened of the same things.
 
Stories halfway told we start to write by the end.
And I didn't know play it and I stayed as I was,
Nobody knew who I really take revenge of.
 
And each day cost more and it always comes the cold,
Nobody knew who I really take revenge of.