A keresés eredménye

Man in the Rain

I lifted the delicate curtain to listen to the endless rain outside
And saw that man in the rain, waiting by the wall outside
Waiting, waiting and waiting, waiting by the wall outside
As to not arouse suspicion, he didn't come in
Both heroic and elegant, an outstanding character
Really, really oh really, outstanding character
If someone is bullied, he comes to fight the injustice
Walking the street and singing, singing into the clouds
Singing, singing oh singing, singing into the clouds
It is always sunny, always asking him to risk the soaking rain
The cold will make me sick, he is worried when I call him
Oh, oh, oh, really worried when I call him, worried when I call him
 

Withered Flower's Hate

Always thinking about it is depressing
This pretty face has a terrible fate
In my heart there is endless hate
Hate that my parents are poor
They sent me to be a prostitute in the door
It seems I am destined for life
To wander like a firework, looking for my future
Ten years in the brothel are like a dream
I wasted my youth
The men who come to the door all simper at me
I hope to marry the man of my dreams
For him to take me away from my prostitutes' door
I want to endlessly enjoy my life, rich and luxurious
I sing out my resentment
The men hear me but do not listen
After my song is finished I come and pour the wine
 

Cowherd and Weaver Girl

I'm a weaver girl, you're the cowherd
You herd cows and I spin yarn
Without worry or concern, so happy
Only hating this river that separates us, yeah
Only hating this river that separates us
 
You are a weaver girl, I'm a cowherd
I play the flue and you sing a song
Without worry or concern, so happy
Only hating this river that separates us, yeah
Only hating this river that separates us
 
Both sides are separate, hearts hesitant
Can't get together, their hearts upset and frustrated
Have to wait until the seventh night of the seventh month
Brother magpie builds a bridge to help us, yeah
Brother magpie builds a bridge to help us
 
We wait and watch long for brother magpie
If only we could build the bridge ourselves
Building the bridge would make us so happy
Then we could see each other every day, yeah
Then weaver girl and cowherd would meet every day