A keresés eredménye oldal 1

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pénzzel teli bőrönd, pénzzel teli bőrönd
 
helikopter, helikopter,
elküldelek, ha kell,
hogy egy pénzzel teli bőröndöt, pénzzel teli bőröndöt, hogy ledobj az égből,
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amennyi aranyra csak szüksége van,
csak kinyisd nekem az otthonod ajtaját
 
anyám, micsoda nő,
nekem van teremtve,
anyám, nézz rá,
ő a szépség csúcsa, ilyen ő
 
nincs az az áldás,
sem az az ár,
amibe ne egyeznék bele,
csak hogy az enyém legyen
 
helikopter, helikopter,
elküldelek, ha kell,
hogy egy pénzzel teli bőröndöt, pénzzel teli bőröndöt, hogy ledobj az égből,
helikopter, helikopter
amennyi aranyra csak szüksége van,
csak kinyisd nekem az otthonod ajtaját
 
mintha a drága Isten
csak magának teremtette volna,
a szemem nála szebbet
még sohasem látott
 
nincs az az áldás,
sem az az ár,
amibe ne egyeznék bele,
csak hogy az enyém legyen
 
helikopter, helikopter,
elküldelek, ha kell,
hogy egy pénzzel teli bőröndöt, pénzzel teli bőröndöt, hogy ledobj az égből,
helikopter, helikopter
amennyi aranyra csak szüksége van,
csak kinyisd nekem az otthonod ajtaját
 

Oy, Serbia, Mother

Oy, Serbia, Mother, don't be scared of war
You have two sisters if you don't have a brother
Oy, Serbia, Mother, don't be scared of war
You have two sisters if you don't have a brother
 
Sisters like those the world has never had
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
Sisters like those the world has never had
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
 
Those who threaten with force, let them
Serbs are not Turks, to beg
Those who threaten with force, let them
Serbs are not Turks, to beg
 
Sisters like those the world has never had
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
Sisters like those the world has never had
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
 
The time will come, Mother, for your sun to shine
Don't be scared from anyone from that shore of Drina
The time will come, Mother, for your sun to shine
Don't be scared from anyone from that shore of Drina
 
Sisters like those the world has never had
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
Sisters like those the world has never had
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
 
Republic of Serbia and Serbian Krajina
 

Streets

Tea, Niki
 
The streets, the city streets where is cold
Like the Jack I drink because of you
The streets, the city streets where
Every saving is being hidden like an emotion
 
And the law sleeps when the city is empty
And I dream of you, it's my punishment
While my prison is my crazy head
(grrr, get lost, ay, ah)
 
You'll stay my maniac forever
My craziest boy, handsome and young and strong
You'll stay an irreparable mistake
Forever, forever unattainable desire
 
And those young delinquents, they are your friends
Armored Bentley, the state in a state
The same old vent, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
And those young delinquents, who are you with-it is not asked
Armored Bentley, the gun under the seat
Fake documents, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
 
And even if the love was being hidden and if the tear was being shed
Moët, roses and skis, it would not be in vain
And if everyone in a club was fighting and if the cannons were shooting
I would like to be where you are, cuz only with you I would feel good
 
And the law sleeps when the city is empty
And I dream of you, it's my punishment
While my prison is my crazy head
(grrr, get lost, ay, ah)
 
And those young delinquents, they are your friends
Armored Bentley, the state in a state
The same old vent, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
And those young delinquents, who are you with-it is not asked
Armored Bentley, the gun under the seat
Fake documents, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
 
Sit, shh, down, grr
One-zero, one-zero
Sit, shh, down, grr
One-zero, one zero
 

Zona's Song

Versions: #3
Last night, last night I've seen you Zone, alas, Zone
You were, you were changing your clothes, alas, Zone!
 
Where, tell me where are you spending your loneliness, hey?
I won’t lie to you, bre*! How much I want you, bre!
 
Chorus:
Under your yelek**, there to spend my winters!
White bosom, there to spend my summers!
 
Alas, oh sorrow, my sister, I have seen her...
Tell me, oh sorrow, who she belongs to?
I know, alas, not to me!
 
Chorus:
Under your yelek, there to spend my winters!
White bosom, there to spend my summers! (4X)
 

Oh, Holy Sava

There was no prettier child
Than young Rastko the Serbian prince,
He wanted not to be a ruler,
so he escaped to Hilandar.
Neither a knight, nor a shepherd,
rather to a monastery
to be alone, to struggle,
to learn the holy wisdom.
Oh, Holy Sava, wise head,
you tell us what is healthy,
what is good and what is valid,
for us children tell us, Holy Sava..
He studied, wrote books,
took care of our worries,
then the Serbian glory began,
glorified us Holy Sava.
 

Happiness is gone

They ask me how I live
and if I'm alone
but they do not know that as long as I live
I will mourn for us
 
After you, honey, I didn´t
find happiness either
I left, I will never
forgive myself
 
Chorus:
Happiness is gone
by its roads
but you still live
in my veins
 
A long time ago I stopped counting
happy days
but I still long
for your lips
 
MSIL that time will
erase the sadness
that someday I will find
a new love after you
 
I also thought, my love
that I would get over everything
but the further I go
the more I love you
 

All of the birds started singing

All the birds started singing
One isn't singing, one isn't singing
Oh, one isn't singing
Her friends asked her why she isn't singing, why she isn't singing
Oh, why she isn't singing
 
My mother has only me
I'm the only one, the only one
Oh, the only one
So she gives me to the old man
I don't want him, I don't want him
Oh, I don't want him
 

Orthodoxy

Your thoughts are being hidden by one lake
And your shadow is quiet and swims
Your hair is being tangled by a wind from the east
inch by inch in the air
 
The messages arrive from every side you turn to
they are even more peaceful from the Pacific ocean
There is no cure for anger and impatience (the wounds of anger)
Your time will come, there is still time
 
Orthodoxy, comes from the South
Orthodoxy, grants the wishes
Your tear is frozen and awaits
Orthodoxy, the joy of the people
 
The messages arrive from every side you turn to
they are even more peaceful from the Pacific ocean
The naked truth hurts the most
the sinners pray with devotion
 

I was born on Easter

I was born on Easter,honey
I was born on Easter
I was baptized on St.George day
I was baptized on St.George day
 
Mother gave birth to me,honey
Mother gave birth to me,
She gave me white milk to drink
She gave me red wine to drink
 
That is why I am slim and tall,honey
that is why I am slim and tall
That is why they named me Georgina
that is why they named me Georgina
 
That is why I am fresh-faced and healthy,honey
that is why I am fresh-faced and healthy
that is why they call me Georgina
that is why they named me Georgina
 

When you look at me

It was some wrong day, unreal day
You spoke with your eyes, intoxicatingly
Like when winter puts to sleep
Like when defeat saves
Like when morning breaks in stories
 
It was some leisurely thing, unreal thing
You conquered with your lips, enchantingly
Like when a child starts walking
Like when an army marches
Like when love kills in songs
 
And when you look at me
The earth swallows me
And when you look at me
The earth swallows me
Although I know that you like me
 
Although I know that you like me
 
Although I know
 

That stealthy lad

1. That stealthy lad,
that stealthy young one.
||: Oh, how stealthily he allured
the maiden into the darkness. :||
 
2. Oh, how stealthily he allured
the maiden into the darkness.
||: How stealthily he took
her wreath of rue away. :||
 
3. „Oh you, my dear girl,
oh you, my young one,
you shouldn’t have walked out
that late night,
 
4. You shouldn’t have walked out
that late night,
you shouldn’t have listened
where the young men sing,
where the young men sing
riding to herd the horses grazing in the night.
 
5. You should have listened
in the early morning
||: where the young girls sing
while herding the oxen.” :||
 

Mother-in-law sent her son’s young wife

1. Mother-in-law sent her son’s young wife:
||: Go, daughter-in-law, to weed the flax! :||
 
2. If you weed it in time – come back home,
||: but if you don’t – sleep in the woods tonight.” :||
 
3. The sun was setting behind the high hills,
||: but my flax isn’t weeded yet. :||
 
4. I set the cradle under the God-tree
||: and me, the young daughter-in-law – I sleep under the oak. :||
 
5. I rest my head on my white hands
||: with yellow braids by my side. :||