A keresés eredménye
Találatok száma: 3
2021.04.27.
Koçari
Girl you are such a fresh
Like a naive cabbage sprout,
Let me hump you
Heavy or not
Stopped spudding the maize for you
I’m jubilant
Throwing my hat into the sky
O nenni koçari
I’m such a single
Shall I take you
O nenni koçari
Since they didn’t want you
I have left my family,
Before your beauty
I lost my mind
Falling for others’ words
Why have you betrayed me?
Who’s he? Tell me
Who’s trothed you?
O nenni koçari
I’m such a single
Shall I take you
O nenni koçari
2020.10.26.
You Forgot About Me
Versions: #1
You forgot about me, oh
You forgot about me
May it be a judgement on you, oh
May it be a judgement on you
May no one have you under their spell, oh
May no one have you under their spell
May you still remain mine
May no one have you under their spell, oh
May no one have you under their spell
May you still remain mine
The thing I love is your love
Cuts me to the quick
Didn't you ever think?
Didn't you ever think, oh?
That your dandler would give a cry like this,
That your dandler would give a cry like this.
The Özlüce creek, oh
The Özlüce creek.
Is in the midst of two mountains
Is in the midst of two mountains
May it never be wiped off from your face
May it never be wiped off from your face
The wound of my knife
The thing I love is your love
Cuts me to the quick
Didn't you ever think?
Didn't you ever think, oh?
That your dandler would give a cry like this,
That your dandler would give a cry like this.
2018.01.26.
The song of seperation
Versions: #2
Leaving behind the sweet call (or call of rose)*
[and] this misty song at the moment of seperation,
Like rivers flowing quite long
I am leaving this city
Oh, like the dead.
If songs are now to shelter in a screech...
Like an endless fire...
It would be so easy to go away, if I didn't love...
Like a wounded bird...
This is the summer story of a brown boy,
I passed through [or away] from you with [my] songs
Keeping quiet for quite long time like lonely people,
I am imagining this city...
Oh, like a love.
If songs are now to shelter in a screech...
Like an endless fire...
It would be so easy to go away, if I didn't love...
Like a wounded bird...
I am imagining this city
Like a final love.