A keresés eredménye

Los Angeles Mefisztója

Nem tudom, meg tudok-e nyílni,
már túlzottan kinyíltam.
Nem tudom, meg tudok-e nyílni,
nem vagyok születésnapi ajándék.
Agresszív vagyok, agresszív.
A múltnak vége.
A passzivitás most olyan szánalmasnak tűnik.
 
Kárhozottak, hűek vagy végzetesek vagyunk?
Kárhozottak, hűek vagy végzetesek vagyunk?
 
Úgy érzem magam, mint valami megkövezett, magányos eretnek.
És készen állok, hogy találkozzak a Teremtővel.
Úgy érzem magam, mint valami részeg, magányos eretnek.
És készen állok, hogy találkozzak a Teremtővel.
Lázár sem volt mocskosabb, mint én.
Lázár sem volt mocskosabb, mint én.
Minden alkalommal újjáéledek.
Én vagyok Los Angeles Mefisztója.
Los Angeles Mefisztója.
 
Nem tudom, meg tudok-e nyílni,
már túlzottan kinyíltam.
Átverve és bagatellizálva a pátoszomban.
 
Úgy érzem magam, mint valami megkövezett, magányos eretnek.
És készen állok, hogy találkozzak a Teremtővel.
Úgy érzem magam, mint valami részeg, magányos eretnek.
És készen állok, hogy találkozzak a Teremtővel.
Lázár sem volt mocskosabb, mint én.
Lázár sem volt mocskosabb, mint én.
Minden alkalommal újjáéledek.
Én vagyok Los Angeles Mefisztója.
Los Angeles Mefisztója.
 
Kárhozottak, hűek vagy végzetesek vagyunk?
Kárhozottak, hűek vagy végzetesek vagyunk?
 

My only love

It's a pain
That I have been annoucing
It's that my only love is gone
 
To never see him again
To never see him again
I want to be with him
Close to him
Would be my happiness
I know that very soon it will be
And they will never part us
From my only love
 
It's a pain
That I have been annoucing
It's that my only love is gone
To never see him again
To never see him again
I want to be with him
Close to him
Would be my happiness
I know that very soon it will be
And they will never part us
From my only love
 

Cultural Friday

Lend me a pair of sandals
because tonight I'm going out to party,
Lend me a high-collard shirt
because tonight will be amazing.
 
Lend me your bag to put my tobacco,
a bottle of aguardiente1 and I won't
I won't forget to take
a box of candles to dance at the cumbiamba2
a box of candles to dance at the cumbiamba.
 
I also want to wear
a flower in my hair
entwined in tight braids,3
and a very, very pleated skirt
so I can have a lot of fun, Cultural Friday
so I can dance contently, Cultural Friday.
 
Cultural, Cultural (hey, dark-skinned girl4)
Cultural Friday
Cultural, Cultural (hey, dark-skinned girl)
Cultural Friday
Cultural, Cultural (hey, dark-skinned girl)
Cultural Friday
Cultural, Cultural (there's a good party happening)
Cultural Friday.
 
Lend me a pair of sandals
because tonight I'm going out to party,
Lend me a high-collard shirt
because tonight will be amazing.
 

• 1. lit. 'burning water', is a generic term for alcoholic beverages that contain between 29% and 60% ABV.
• 2. a party where cumbia (musical rhythm, musical genre and folk dance) is played/danced.
• 3. lit. 'I want to wear a flower in my hair to scratch on my braids
• 4. 'negra' and 'morena' mean the same thing, someone who is dark-skinned or dark-haired.

The Neighbor

Well, what surprise life has played me,
I fell forward and without any warning,
into someone who changed all that I felt,
what irony.
 
A beautiful face and a divine body
makes me tremble each time I look at her,
a pair of tender eyes where my fate
are reflected in.
 
It's the neighbor, a shot of vitamins
that burns in me every day and leaves me sighing,
because not even in my dreams did I imagine her
and now she's really mine.
 
It's the neighbor, the one that puts me in a good mood
and I forget my worries from the material world,
we don't care what people say,
nothing nor anyone will be able to separate us.
 
Well, what surprise life has played me,
I fell forward and without any warning,
into someone who changed all that I felt,
what irony.
 
A beautiful face and a divine body
makes me tremble each time I look at her,
a pair of tender eyes where my fate
are reflected in.
 
It's the neighbor, a shot of vitamins
that burns in me every day and leaves me sighing,
because not even in my dreams did I imagine her
and now she's really mine.
 
It's the neighbor, the one that puts me in a good mood
and I forget my worries from the material world,
we don't care what people say,
nothing nor anyone will be able to separate us.
 
It's the neighbor, a shot of vitamins
that burns in me every day and leaves me sighing,
because not even in my dreams did I imagine her
and now she's really mine.
 
It's the neighbor, the one that puts me in a good mood
and I forget my worries from the material world,
we don't care what people say,
nothing nor anyone will be able to separate us.
 

How Am I Supposed To Forget You

Versions:
Love1, love, love,
love, love, love
I want your eyes to look at me again
Love, love, love,
love, love, love
I want to kiss your red lips again.
 
How could I not remember you,
how could I forget you
if everything reminds me of you,
you are everywhere.
 
For in a rose, you are there
for in every breathe, you are there
how am I supposed to forget you
how am I supposed to forget you
if when I kiss the cross you are there,
when I pray a prayer you are there,
how am I supposed to forget you
how am I supposed to forget you.
 
For you have nailed yourself here in my heart
and my love2, you have filled my soul,
and your blood runs through my veins
and my blood makes me quiver
when I'm with you. 3
 

• 1. the term of endearment, not 'love' itself.
• 2. term of endearment
• 3. lit. 'I with you'.

The King and Me

There was once a great king
Who had many lands, a castle
And a love too
But the whims of this love
left him with time, without castle and without land
 
Chorus:
Today the King can't be happy
Because he has neither castle nor love
Today the King can't be happy
Because he doesn't already have his love
 
I was happy with you too
I gave you my love and my money
And today the poor and I only cry for you
 
Chorus
 
(Repeat the whole song)
 
Chorus (× 2)
 

Los Angeles

Rám vártál
Mikor erős voltam
Sosem hívtál
Sokáig vártál
 
Most visszatérek
Hogy veled aludjak
Még mindig szeretsz
És is szeretlek
 
Megtartottad a házat,
Amit én nem tudtam
Jó éjt-csókot adtál
És aludni mentél
 
Most visszatérek
Hogy veled aludjak
Még mindig szeretsz
És is szeretlek
 
Gyere velem
A szobába a tengernél,
Kilátássa a Holdra és Los Angelesre
Gyönyörű voltál akkor és most
Istenem, most gyönyörű vagy
Gyere velem (x2)
 
Igen, erős voltam
Nem volt választásom
A gyerekek felnőttek
És elhagyták a házat
 
Most visszatérek
Hogy veled aludjak
Még mindig szeretsz
És is szeretlek
 
Gyere velem
A szobába a tengernél...
 

My Feelings

Now more than ever
I need you next to me
Do not forsake my love
As I've given myself in surrender to you
I won't be able to survive, I need your warmth
[x2]
 
How easy it is for you to abandon me
How easy it is for you to abandon me
Making off with my feelings
Making off with my feelings
 
(O lay lehr oh lah...)
 
It pains me to realize
That I've been nothing but another stepping stone
As you walk the path of your love affairs
And that you're going to go away
Without a motive or a reason
My heart tells me so
 
How easy it is for you to abandon me
How easy it is for you to abandon me
Making off with my feelings
Making off with my feelings
 
(O lay lehr oh lah...)