A keresés eredménye

So Important

Versions: #1
Every other day
I feel time escaping between my hands and
I'm pursuing it.
My thoughts and those wishes
that with no rules and somewhat bitterly I had next to you,
you'll remember them
as if it had only been a dream
that we lived through those unique months
so as to no longer look for you.
 
But it's not so important,
one single moment of melancholy
sliding down the eyes of people
walking indifferently, my love.
 
It's the fault of a summer,
of one night's perfume, of a moment that,
that I won't ever forget.
Guided by the yearning of suddenly
feeling each other always closer,
almost burning each other.
It's already too late, don't even think about it.
It's not the time to forget and be born again,
to no longer look for you.
 
But I don't know what is more important,
trusting or not trusting you,
that face so imprinted here inside my mind.
I don't know but I'm always thinking of you.
And there is nothing
that erases my memory of you,
your dreamy and different look.
Where are you? Tell me where you are now.
 
And in a moment I come back to my present.
I think you are still here.
 
You are so important.
Look at me, I need you!
In your eyes, I see crystal-clear water
like a river getting lost within me.
 

I Never Left

Versions: #1
I am still here,
a stage again and me again.
I am still here
because now your road goes in my direction.
 
In my suitcase, only absence remains.
Your poetry asked me to return.
Leaving has been an experience and now I know.
 
I never stopped loving you.
I was never able to refuse myself to you.
I never left.
 
I've searched for beauty
and I've found it deep within simplicity.
I've searched in my past
because the said that's where the truth is.
 
I know that, essentially, the good prevails
and I trust it like everyone else,
and tonight I will tell you
that I never stopped thinking about you.
I will give you more than there is to give.
And now I know, undoubtedly how much fantasy
walking away entails.
You only come back if one day you leave.
 
Again me.
Again you,
always avoiding each other in the dark
and in the end, the light can be seen.
 
The light can be seen.
 
I never stopped loving you.
I was never able to refuse myself to you.
I never left.
 
See, I'm this way.
You've said, 'Come back', and I was already here.
 

Two Lovers Like Us

Versions:
A tear falls down
from my eyes to my throat
if it's you
who leaves me alone.
Oh, no.
Now that I'd wish
to feel your breathing
over me,
a divine shiver
 
That you give me
when you become
such a sweet pain inside,
inside me
until
we are on the edge of the world, you and I.
 
Because, you know,
two lovers like us
will never surrender,
not even when a lie
steals our dreams and joy from us.
Two lovers like us,
already indivisible,
the same secrets, the same worries
for us both.
 
Tonight I want you
to consume my heart.
To laugh
and then meet to make love.
 
I shout to God
that you're mine
and in a moment you're already coming
inside me
until we become one body
you and I.
 
Because, you know,
two lovers like us
will never separate
because there's always magic
between your soul and mine.
 
Two lovers like us,
already unmistakable,
the same smiles, the same worries.
We are like a mirror.
 
Only us,
with the want of being all over each other.
Us, always us
until the last breath you give me.
 
Because, already,
two lovers like us
will always look for each other, you know,
and we will never learn
to be alone without each other.
The empty beach around us,
the sand all over your hair.
Nothing and no one will ever be
in love like us.
 
(In love like us...)
Only tell me that you want me,
that we will never change.
That's all I'd like.
 
(In love like us...)
We're one thing alone
and if you look at me you'll find
two lovers like us.
 
(In love like us...)
Already inseparable.
Only us.
In love like us.
 
(In love like us...)
Like us.
 

Destination: Paradise

(This version does not include this first stanza)*
 
On this frenetic carousel,
the soul that turns, doesn't leave.
I know it for sure, my friend, I've also come.
To reach you, I had to run a lot.
But if I turn and look around me,
I'll see the world is still so happy
 
and you're not here.
You're not here.
 
And tell me why there's no space to be seen on this carousel
where we could all shake off
everything that has been said and everything that will be said.
And now you know that I... I know,
 
I know I take the train heading to Paradise City.
I bid everyone farewell, get on the train.
When it leaves I don't think anymore that
 
A journey in one direction
makes sense without a return,
without stations nor boundaries,
only horizons but not very distant ones.
I will sit in my place
and you, looking at me by my side, will say,
'We're heading to Paradise'.
 
A journey in one direction
makes sense without a return,
without stations nor boundaries,
only horizons but not very distant ones.
I will sit in my place
and you, looking at me by my side, will say,
'We're heading to Paradise'.
 
I... I know,
I know I take the train heading to Paradise City.
I will sit in my place
and you, looking at me by my side, will say,
'We're heading to Paradise... a paradise city'.
 

Where Only I Remain

Versions: #1
If you still feel the cold,
come and I'll hold you
against me
'cause that shiver
is already past, it won't come back anymore.
And all that love that I won't be able to
hide in other places
but here,
and all that for which I lived
is here now.
 
Where only I remain, where only
you remain,
where the world is nonsense.
Here
 
where everything, apparently,
stopped once.
Where nothing makes sense.
Here
 
where that which I'm not,
today, I'll assume it for you,
that illuminated house where
I will always find you.
 
And it wanders inside my head
like the time around its immensity.
My soul goes through me
ripping me in half
with all this love I recovered and
that is here now.
 
Where only I remain, where only
you remain,
where the world is nonsense.
Here
where everything, apparently,
stopped once.
Where nothing makes sense.
Here
where that which I'm not,
today, I'll assume it for you,
that illuminated house where
I will always find you!
 
Here
where only I remain, where only
you remain,
where the world is nonsense.
Here.
 

The Last Thing I Owe You

I need you
and need to believe
that the love you have
can resist,
but the silence you give me
make me reflect.
Yet I need you.
I need you.
 
You're right as well,
I don't know how to pretend,
but the love I give
knows how to distinguish
the most defeaning pain
from the image
that you have left for me.
That you've hidden from me.
 
The order of time
has brought me here
confusing a deceit
with shivers.
You don't see anyone but yourself
and I can't
give you any merits.
But there's one thing I owe you.
The last thing I owe you
is me.
 
You need me.
You can't go away.
But the love you have
is invisible
and the silence you give me
can describe it.
You don't need me
when you need yourself.
 
The order of time
has brought me here
confusing a deceit
with shivers.
I'm not looking for the compromise
that, unfortunately,
you don't deserve.
If there's one thing I owe you.
The last thing I owe you.
 
Now that my time
has brought me here
paying for this deceit
with bruises.
You don't see anyone but yourself
and I can't
give you any merits,
but there's one thing I owe you.
The last thing I owe you
is me.
It's a goodbye.
Goodbye.
 
From the silence that you give,
I want to get away.
You don't need me.
You don't need me.
 
The order of time
has stopped here
because the days of deception
have boundaries.
The good I've conceded
doesn't admit
subtitles.
This is the thing I owe you.
The last thing I owe you
is me.
It's a goodbye.
Goodbye.
 
The silence you give me
makes me decide.
I don't need you.
I don't need.
I don't need you.
I've no more need.
 

I Keep

Versions: #1
I keep much more than what I lose.
I let you go but not the memory.
I keep those charming years.
The other ones will come, I'll tell you about them.
 
Because we both knew how to be happy and overcome our obstacles.
To always look ahead with you was already nothing but a spectacle.
And I understood that those who love a bit more, sleep much less.
I keep the golden shivers
because forgetting them wouldn't be sensible.
I even keep this open wound
and not being right doesn't haunt me.
 
Because we must accept the differences
that always existed between you and me.
Live without insisting on the importance of being fragile or the winner.
And while you were sleeping, I spied the heavens.
I saw the starts dancing on their tiptoes, looking at you
until filling your spaces up with the most beautiful light from there.
Until flooding our life with the most beautiful light!
I keep the things you've said at the door,
your breath on my chest and the mauve flowers.
 
Because there is no verdict, there's an ending, and in the middle, the good will remain.
I keep your rancour if it's okay with you.
I swear to you I let mine get lost.
 
If we have been part of a mistake,
at times we were also something better.
 

Destination: Paradise

In this carousel of souls,
those who turn get lost and stay here.
I know it for real, my friend.
I also turned
 
and to reach you I had to run.
But the more I look around me, I see
there's a world that keeps going on even if
you're not here anymore. You're not here anymore.
 
And tell me why
in this carousel of souls
there is no place
to shake off
 
what has been said
and that is already known.
And then you know what is there.
 
That whatever there is, there's a train I take
heading to Paradise City.
I bid everyone farewell and I jump on it.
I take the train and stop thinking.
 
A journey only makes sense without a return
if it's not a flight,
with no stops nor boundaries,
only horizons but not so distant either.
 
I'll grab myself to my seat
and you, sitting there by my side,
will tell me, 'Destination: Paradise'.
 
A journey only makes sense without a return
if it's not a flight,
with no stops nor boundaries,
only horizons but not so distant either.
 
I'll grab myself to my seat
and you, sitting there by my side,
will tell me, 'Destination: Paradise'
 
That whatever there is, there's a train I take
heading to Paradise City.
 
I'll grab myself to my seat
and you, sitting there by my side,
will tell me, 'Destination: Paradise.
A paradisiacal city'.
 

Twin Star

Solitude is here again.
Tonight I will also feel
this heart of mine beating and carrying
a love rhythm that never ends, oh no.
 
All my insides that you know, that you locate
live the most difficult moment they've ever had.
Cutting the ties wasn't enough.
It was useless to pay my dues
if later what remains
is this way of mine of being
so fragile.
I'd like to know if you're there
of you're only a useless flight.
 
Where will you be, my soul?
Without you, I let myself fall.
Where will you be?
Beautiful soul, where will you be?
 
This heart of mine,
beating and carrying a love rhythm,
and me, I'm looking for you with such strength
that my eyes are already hurting.
Where will you be,
my soul?
Without you,
I let myself fall.
Where will you be,
beautiful soul?
Twin star,
where will you be?
 
Perhaps you'll be behind the moon
like the most concealed dream ever.
Don't you see I live thanks to you?
Where will you be?
 
Will I find you and make it through the night?
Will I find you and make it through the night?
Will I find you and make it, make it through the night?
Will I find you and make it, make it through the night?
Will I find you and make it, make it through the night?
Where? Where will you be?
Where will you be?
Where?
 

A Journey With You

Versions: #1
You woke us up with a kiss, and then
You went to bed while we
Ran into that school that
You told us teaches us how to live
 
But you taught us life
Every day a little bit more
With those loving eyes of yours
Of two crazy children like us
What I wouldn't give
Because time never ages us
 
I learned to sing with you
In the summer nights, in the coffee
I learned my courage
And I divided the street and happiness
Your strength and your sadness
Every instant, every mirage
 
For the parties you were never at
Mom opened the gifts with us
Work took you away
Your loneliness was mine
What I wouldn't do
To give you back the time lost by now
 
I learned to love like you
This life, risking all of myself
I learned your courage
And I understood the shy insanity
Of your unique being because
You're half of my journey for myself
 
It's like this
Always more
I look like you
In your smiles,
and in your tears
 
I learned your courage
And I learned how to love and grow
In life, risking all of myself
And I shared this journey with you
Me with you
 
I learned my own courage
I wake myself up in this house of mine
I think of when you went away
And even now, what I wouldn't do
To give us back the time lost by now
 

I Do

When you most need the words,
I'm there... I'm there.
When you don't value what you achieve,
I'm there... I'm there.
 
When you learn to stay
within the border of your boundaries,
if no one sees you... I do.
 
Where will you go
if the light is off?
You'll see.
You'll manage to resist.
If no one feels you... I do.
 
When you can't find the way,
I'm there... I'm there.
When you mistrust or defy,
I'm there... I'm there.
 
When you want to disappear,
you give up before losing.
If no one sees you... I do.
 
Where will you go
if the light is off?
You'll see!
You'll manage to resist.
If no one sees it... I do.
 
Those who love each other will do it
amidst charm and truth.
Sometimes just feeling is enough.
Life still remains before itself.
 
Where will you go
if the light is off?
You'll see.
You'll manage to resist.
If no one sees it... I do.
And no one believes it... but I do.
 

I Have

There are days when no one understands you.
I do... I do.
When love doesn't heal with time.
I do... I do.
 
I'll know how to find you amidst the crowd
before your dreams fall apart.
If the world hasn't understood you, I have.
 
And I believe in you
whatever your fate may be.
I follow you
come what may, that's for sure.
If the world hasn't understood you, I have.
 
If for you every minute is a battle,
believe me... believe me.
You'll always have an angel watching over you,
believe me... believe me.
 
I'll know how to find you amidst the crowd
before your dreams fall apart.
If the world hasn't understood you, I have.
 
And I believe in you
whatever your fate may be.
I follow you
come what may, that's for sure.
If the world hasn't understood you, I have.
 
We all live in this world.
Listen to the great thunder,
it's like the heart of the youth, it goes like this,
'cause love has life before itself.
 
And I believe in you
whatever your fate may be.
I follow you
come what may, that's for sure.
If the world hasn't understood you, I have.
The world hasn't understood you but I have.
 

Early Spring

Versions: #1
I don't take for granted
any of what I have,
not even the slightest shiver, not now.
 
There's more oxygen
in my perimeter.
It's a symptom
plain as day.
 
I confess you're the main cause
now inside me
of everything good in there.
 
Ah, ah, ah... I know it,
you're early spring.
Ah, ah, ah... the proof that
shows the effect you have on me
because
 
Our self-portrait
now... can't be without you.
It's a reciprocal
chant.
 
Because of this, air changes in my lungs.
Out of the rest, you are... you are,
you're everything good there is.
 
Ah, ah, ah... I know it,
this early spring.
Ah, ah, ah... the example that
shows how much effect you have on me.
 
Flowers born out of the bramble,
out here, they heal my mistakes.
Ah, ah.
Ah, ah.
 
Undoubtedly you're the maker
of this spring
inside me... inside me.
Out here... ah, ah, ah.
In our self-portrait.
 

My Band Plays Rock

My band plays rock
and all the rest as per the occasion,
we know well that in our country
to do everything is a requirement.
 
It’s a rock still young
just with a bit of latin flavour.
A music that is hope,
a music that is patience.
 
It’s like a train that has passed through
with a load of fruits.
We were at the station, yes,
but we were all sleeping.
 
And my band plays rock
for the one that saw it and for the one who wasn’t there,
and for the one who, on that day there,
was chasing one of his chimeras.
 
And don’t wake yourselves up,
oh, not yet.
And don’t stop us,
no, please, no.
 
My band plays rock
and it changes face as per the occasion,
from when political alliances
have become a requirement.
 
You will see us in crinoline
like ugly ballerinas.
You’ll see us dance
like young mosquitoes.
 
You’ll see us at the border
with our car on hold
but it will have made it:
the music went through.
 
It’s a rock still young,
just with a bit of latin flavour,
it travels without a passport
and us, behind it, short of breath.
 
It penetrates in your wall,
it makes a breach in your door
but, after all, it comes to tell you
that your soul is not dead.
 
And don’t wake yourselves up,
oh, not yet.
And don’t stop us,
no, please, no.
 
No, oh.
 
My band plays rock
and it’s an eternal departure,
it travels well at amplitude modulation
and at frequency modulation.1
 
It’s a rock still young
just with a bit of latin flavour.
A music that is hope,
a music that is patience.
 
It’s like a train that has passed through
with a load of fruits.
We were at the station, yes,
but we were all sleeping.
 
And my band plays rock
for the one that saw it and for the one who wasn’t there,
and for the one who, on that day there
was chasing one of his chimeras.
 
And don’t wake yourselves up,
oh, not yet.
And don’t stop us,
oh no, oh oh, please, no.
 
And don’t wake yourselves up,
oh, not yet.
And don’t stop us,
no, please, no.
 

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