A keresés eredménye oldal 7

I Don't Know The Sapience

Versions: #2
I don't know the sapience that suits others' course,
Only fleeting impulses I put in my verse.
I see worlds in every one of my fleeting dreams,
They are full of volatile playful rainbow streams.
 
Don't accurse me, sapients. I'm not your concern.
For I'm just a little cloud, full of fiery burn.
I am just a little cloud. See: I drift from view.
And I call the dreamers up... No, I don't call you!
 
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I Don't Know The Sapience

I don't know the sapience that suits others' course,
Only fleeting impulses I put in my verse.
I see worlds in every one of my fleeting dreams,
They are full of volatile playful rainbow streams.
 
Don't accurse me, sapients. I'm not your concern.
For I'm just a little cloud, full of fiery burn.
I am just a little cloud. See: I drift from view.
And I call the dreamers up... No, I don't call you!
 
Quality RU-EN and EN-RU translations by Ironic Iron.
Bringing joy of Russian music and poetry to the world.
When sharing, please thank & credit: (c) St. Sol @ LT.

Dead leaves

Oh, I wish you'd remember.
Happy days when we were friends.
In those days life was better,
And the sun is hotter than today.
Dead leaves are picked up by the shovel.
You see, I haven't forgotten...
Dead leaves are picked up by the shovel,
Memories and regrets too
And the north wind carries them away
In the cold night of oblivion.
See, I haven't forgotten
The song you used to sing me.
 
Chorus :
It's a song that looks like us.
You loved me and I loved you
And we both lived together,
You who loved me, I who loved you.
But life separates those who love each other,
Slowly, quietly and quietly
And the sea erases on the sand
the footsteps of broken lovers
 

Through the clouds

I look at the sky and I look for the sun,
a kite above my city
and I walk slowly not to get hit by the wind which blows by my shoulders.
 
I've fallen in love with you,
I've messed myself
I noticed that I don't do anything but I think about you
I don't do anything but I think about you.
 
Rit.) through the clouds a rainbow
with intense colours which have no end
since I have you by my side, I don't feel no ending no more
and I don't want to get rid of
and I don't know if ewerything will be true
but I don't care because...
 
I've fallen in love with you,
I've noticed that
I'm fine since I have you
there's no such thing as being two
 
as in big fairytales
there's a special (happy) ending
and a new risounding song borns
it looks like it is just written for us.
 
Rit.) through the clouds a rainbow
with intense colours which have no end
since I have you by my side, I don't feel no ending no more
and I don't want to get rid of
and I don't know if ewerything will be true
but I don't care because...
 
if you stay by my side I'm not scared anymore
I don't feel to be alone no more,
I want to fill every moment with you
 
since I, I've got you by my side
and I son't want to get rid of and I don't know if it will all be true
as in big fairytales, I've got you by my side!
 

Show our fear

We have to face fear to overcome it
Not to put our head in the sand or snuck away
And when we know what it is
(We have to) find what it's made of
(We have to) show our fear that we are not afraid anymore
If it punches our nose, we have to face it
If you persevere, you'll win
When we know the enemy
We don't run away in front of him anymore
Let's show our fear that we're not afraid anymore
We're not afraid of fear!
 

In Paris

Versions: #3
In Paris
When a love flowers
It's like, for weeks,
Two hearts smiling at each other
Just because they love each other
In Paris
 
In spring
On the rooves, the weathercocks
Spin and flirt
With the first wind
That's passing by, indifferent
Nonchalant
 
For the wind
When coming to Paris
Has but one concern left
It is to dawdle around
In the uptown
Of Paris
 
The sun
Which is his old friend
Also takes part in the feast
And, like two schoolboys,
They go on a spree
In Paris
 
And, hand in hand,
They go without punching each other,
Looking, on the way,
If Paris has changed
 
There are always
Taxis on the prowl
That illegally take you on
Before the parking
Where there's still the
Taxi agent
 
At the café
You see anyone
Drinking anything
Talking with his hands
Who's here since morning
At the café
 
There's the Seine
At any hour
She has her visitors
Looking in her eyes
These are her lovers
Of the Seine
 
And there are those
Who nested
Near the bed of the Seine
And who wash at noon
Every day of the week
In the Seine
 
And the others
Those who are over it
Because they saw it too much
And who want to forget
So they take the plunge
But the Seine
 
She prefers
Seeing the nice boats
Going for a sail on her
And with her stream
Playing caravels
On the Seine
 
Troubles
Are not just in Paris
They're all over the world
Yes but all over the world
Paris isn't everywhere
That's the trouble
 
In Paris
On July 14th
By the paper lanterns' light
You danse on and on
With the accordion's music
In the streets
 
Since The Bastille
Has been stormed in Paris
In every suburb
And on every crossroads
There are guys
And there are girls
Who, on and on,
on the cobblestones,
night and day,
Are whirling and whirling
In Paris
 

The Parting

The parting - sad estrangement,
The pain of strange land toil,
For no one loves a vagrant
Except the mother-soil.
- The vagrant song.
 
There are the folks who're destined to be vagrants:
A stranger always, everywhere I go.
I'm driven by erratic dream engagements,
Mercurial like a running water flow.
 
The cities flash before my eyes, depart
Along with towns and boroughs full of anguish.
But I have never met, oh, dear heart,
My own anticipation, doomed to languish.
 
Estrangement! Wake of someone else's boat!
The urge of waves to those unlike the others.
Yes, I'm a vagrant, trampling fields like goat.
 
And, tired of repeating things all over,
I'm dropping to the ground and crying. My Lord!
For no one loves me like the wet soil coat!
 
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Monday

Sometimes you ask me 'why?'
and all I can say
there's no reason
 
Don't pretend - never ever
I can feel it
I can feel it
 
It feels like Monday
I don't know how I can change that (ho, ho, ho)
Everything feels like Monday
and I don't know how I can change that
 
I'm avoiding myself
Well, I can, well I can understand it
It's not always that easy, to watch
It's hard for me to admit that all
 
It feels like Monday
I don't know how I can change that
Everything feels like Monday
and I don't know how I can change that
 
I can't explain it
It somehow hurts, somehow too much
And I don't know where they are coming from
all the thoughts, fears
 
It still feels like Monday
I don't know how I can change that
Everything feels like Monday
and I don't know how I can change that
 
It still feels like Monday
I don't know how I can change that
Everything feels like Monday
and I don't know how I can change that
 
It still feels like Monday
I don't know how I can change that
Everything feels like Monday
and I don't know how I can change that
 
Hu, oh, oh, ah, ah
Ha, ah, ah
Ha, ah, ah, ha, ah
Only Monday
Ha, ah, ah, ha, ah
Only Monday
Ha, ah, ah, ha, ah
Only Monday
Ha, ah, ah, ha, ah
Only Monday
Ha, ah, ah, ha, ah
 

Orchid from the Mountains

You're very beautiful, so beautiful
Orchid from the mountains,
That I must climb (them) and get you
So that I can fill my life with your perfume.
 
When I look at you from afar
My eyes are clouded by jealousy,
Because the sun is kissing you,
Orchid from the mountains.
 
The mountaintop shan't prevent me
From going up there to get you,
So I can take you with me
To a place where the sun won't ever
Kiss you again.
 
And when the dew kisses
Your mouth as dawn breaks,
You rise so very proudly,
Orchid from the mountains.
 
And your very life gets soaked
With its silent caress,
Because you're beautiful, very beautiful,
Orchid from the mountains.
 
The mountaintop shan't prevent me
From succeeding and taking you away,
To a place where the dew won't
Offer you its liquid kiss
Ever again.
 

the mountain

Versions: #2
They're leaving one by one the village
To go and earn their living
Far from the land where they were born
They had been dreaming for a long time
About the city and its secrets,
The Formica and the movies.
 
For the old people, it wasn't strange
When they wiped their lips
Mechanically with their sleeves.
But they knew all about
Killing quail or partridge
And eating goat cheese.
 
However how beautiful the mountain is !
 
How could one think
 
While watching a flock of swallow
 
That autumn just arrived?
 
With their hands over their heads
They had built low walls
Until the top of the hill
No matter the days, the years
They all had a well-born soul
Gnarled as a vine stock.
 
Vines run mixted with wood
Wine won't be done any more
It was an awful cheap wine
But it was making people live hundred years,
And these people were numerous,
If it didn't make you feel dizzy.
 
{Refrain}
 
Two goats and a few sheep
A good year and a bad one
And no holidays nor going out
The girls want to go to dancing
There's nothing more common
Than wanting to live your own life
 
Their lives, they'll be cops or civil servants
Able to wait without fear
The time of retirement
You have to know that you like
And coming home to a council flat
Eating hormone-treated chicken
 
However how beautiful the mountain is
How could one think
While watching a flock of swallow
That autumn just arrived?
 

She sang my life through music

They told me that she sang
In a poor district.
[And] so this evening to hear her I have come
And the words of her song
Seemed to be written for me.
 
She sang my life through music
She'd say my [own] words through song
America again I'd see
She'd touch my heart tenderly
She'd calm me quietly
She'd carry me far away from the present.
 
The notes of my years
They'd march on neath her hands
Without knowing me she seemed to [already] know me well
Oh, I was alone with her
She'd recount my past.
 
She sang my life through music
She'd say my [own] words through song
America again I'd see
She'd touch my heart tenderly
She'd calm me quietly
She'd carry me far away from the present.
 
I'd have liked to guess
That she sang [just] for me
But there was so much sadness in her voice
Ouh, that she seemed to be lonely
Lonely with her song
 
She sang my life through music
She'd say my [own] words through song
America again I'd see
She'd touch my heart tenderly
She'd assure me quietly
She'd carry me far away from the present.
 
Ay, I tell [you,] that she'd sing my life
Oh, and that she'd say my words in song
America again I'd see
She'd touch my heart, oh so tenderly
She'd calm me, oh quietly
She'd carry me far away from the present.
 

lilili yabbay

you live in my dreams
you’re beautiful, you shake me up
you make me wait and wait
i look to the moon and pray
 
my movements are meaningful to you
just us two exist in this moment
if it was like that, if it was just like that
it would bring me to you
 
the thirteenth month’s dance
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
 
dance in the moonlight, i see only you
i’ll dance by your side in the thirteenth month
for you lilili yabbay
 
my heart believes and prays, i pray for you
trust that i won’t disappear
trust that i won’t betray you
it’s more difficult but i stay here
 
my movements are meaningful to you
just us two exist in this moment
if it was like that, if it was just like that
it would bring me to you
 
the thirteenth month’s dance
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
 
dance in the moonlight, i see only you
i’ll dance by your side in the thirteenth month
for you lilili yabbay
 
from january to december i search for you
our eyes meet without looking
our thirteenth month becomes reality
time can’t confine us
i only follow the line we drew
your tears become white
and create this new wave of emotion yeah
 
the thirteenth month’s dance
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
for you lilili yabbay
 
dance in the moonlight, i see only you
i’ll dance by your side in the thirteenth month
for you lilili yabbay
 

Would it be you?

If I would have left only one day
And in that day - only an hour,
In that hour - only a moment,
In which you would again be back with me.
 
Would it be you? Would it be you?
Would it be you? Would it be you?
 
I would leave easier after that day
And after that hour and that moment,
In which you would again be back with me,
In my eyes and my palms.
 
Would it be you? Would it be you?
Would it be you? Would it be you?
 
When all I'll have left is only a day and an hour
And when all that is left will be that moment,
In which you would again be back with me,
Who would close my eyes with a smile.
 
Would it be you? Would it be you?
Would it be you? Would it be you?
Would it be you? Would it be you?
Would it be you? Would it be you?
 

My love

Dawn revealed its face
And awoke a new day
It brought you to me
On the wings of an angel
My love
Brightness came over the mountains
And in my sky
Only your love is shining
 
My dangerous wound
You got closer to my heart
So stay there, let it hurt
I can handle it because I love you
 
My love
Brightness came over the mountains
And in my sky
Only your love is shining
 
The sun is shining above the sea
To honour you, my beauty
The sun is shining
 
My love
Brightness came over the mountains
And in my sky
Only your love is shining
 
My love
Brightness came over the mountains
And in my sky
Only your love is shining
 
The sun is shining above the sea
To honour you, my beauty
 
Love
Brightness came over the mountains
My love
Brightness came over the mountains
 
-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

Wild cat

(Note: some parts repeat so I did not translate)
 
“It’s natural to bear our teeth and claws when things have gone wrong and people have mistreated us. “
 
“But she has to understand,that I’m different. I wouldn’t waste her 7 lives to adore her, I won’t get tired my whole life from adoring her.”
 
“Wild cat,with your passion, with your sweetness, you grab my heart”
 
“Look at me with your eyes,because you are the most beautiful.when I see them I shudder,”they are my holy water”,I tell you.”
 
“Wild cat,with your passion,with your sweetness,you grab my heart”
 
“Let me caress you,touch your divine skin,kiss those red lips,I’ve never seen anything finer”
 

Santa Bernardina del Monte

In order to save electric energy, the authorities of Santa Bernardina del Monte decreed that at twelve AM of the day twenty five to set the clocks back one hour, therefore showing the eleven PM of the day twenty four. That way the people who had to get up at seven AM on the day twenty five wouldn't have to turn on any light, because in fact it would be eight AM and the sun would be already on full activity.
When the time came -twelve AM of the day twenty five- the people of Santa Bernardina del Monte, dutiful like they were, set their clocks back one hour. Were then -or were again- eleven PM of the day twenty four. One hour later, the clocks would show again the twelve AM of the day twenty five. The people of Santa Bernardina del Monte, dutiful like they were, set their clocks back one hour. Were then again eleven PM of the day twenty four. One hour later, the clocks would show again the twelve AM of the day twenty five.
- What do I do, mom? -asked a young boy-. Should I set the clock back?
- Of course, son: we must be respectful with the decrees of the authority -replied the mother.
All the inhabitants of Santa Bernardina del Monte behaved in coherency with that precept. But an hour later the clocks would show again the twelve AM of the day twenty five. Again, the peaceful inhabitants of Santa Bernardina del Monte set their clocks back one hour. They started then to wait the passing of the sixty minutes remaining to set the clocks back again. But some were sleepy and went to sleep, not without leaving established shifts beforehand in such way that there was always someone awake at the time of setting the clock back.
On the next morning were still eleven PM of the day twenty four. One hour later were twelve AM of the day twenty five, and immediatelly after were eleven PM of the day twenty four again. The offices and the businesses were at nine hours from opening. One hour later were at eight, but in less time that a rooster needs to sing -end effectively many were doing it- they were at nine hours again.
The inhabitants of Santa Bernardina del Monte, of keeping themselves in that state, they would have perished of starvation. However very different was the cause of their death. Three days after the time change, an officer of the central government, who was passing by the town, understood the attitude of the natives like a general strike for indefinite time, and reported it to his superiors. Little after, ten thousand soldiers went with helicopters and tanks to Santa Bernardina, annihilating the insurgents. The clocks of the town, then, were left divided between two categories: the ones that damaged bythe bullets, were stuck in a time between the eleven PM and the twelve AM, and the ones that kept working freely, being capable of reaching beyond the twelve AM with nobody grabbing them by the hands to set them back. Anyway, some hours after, they by themselves were showing the eleven PM again, like if they felt nostalgia for their well-behaved owners, may them rest in peace.
 

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Bucket

Bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 
Oh, mom
Oh, mom
what's wrong with my black man
that he doesn´t want more
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
I give him love and he doesn´t give me anything
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 
Oh, mom
Oh, mom
what's wrong with my black man
why he doesn´t want to walk anymore
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
I have put the path and he doesn´t want to encourage
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 
Oh, mom
Oh, mom
what's wrong with my black man
why he doesn´t want to dance anymore
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
there I show him the disks
and he doesn´t move
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 
Oh, that black man doesn´t love me
well, I´l have to leave him
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 
Oh, mom,
Oh, mom
I´ll look for another,
who´ll love me, oh, oh, oh
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 
There is just one life
you can´t enjoying
 
Bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
bucket, bucket, bucket is the bucket
 

Tony Montana

Hey gentle man
Wait a minute
You pray that I will perish.
Sorry I have no problem shit
Mo money mo problem shit
 
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
 
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
It's like success and happiness.
But I want greater success.
More wealth and much greater honor
I want money to chase me.
 
I pray
I do not want anybody to fail.
My family, fans and team are top priority
Yeah, my money is a little high.
The world is yours Now the world is in my hands god damn
 
Hey gentle man
Wait a minute
You pray that I will perish.
 
Sorry I have no problem shit
Mo money mo problem shit
 
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
 
more
Big dream hope korean dream
It looks easy one two three is not no
Scissors Rock-Bo Official injection
You go bleed by my
I put you in the morphine.
Block Oh Take Your Income André
Swinging Bat
6789 Cream
Get the money uh on my mind
After a hot liquor shot (lets fly)
Like a butterfly get high
I passed over you.
 
Fuck it
State Grog
I'm in hip-hop, old age.
 
No matter what you do.
What are you doing? No
 
Let's see it once, Tujung Blabla
Yeah fuck the system i say good bye bye
Smashed from the bottom to the top
Yeah fuck your belief i say oh die die
 
Hey gentle man
Wait a minute
You pray that I will perish.
Sorry I have no problem shit
Mo money mo problem shit
 
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Montana
I know, feel like heh Tony Mont
 
~

<3 R

Wounds of love

Love passes, pain passes and bitterness passes,
Pass what worries, sometime the train passes and sometime not.
And passes that i tell you everything,
because sometimes passes that i don't say anything
and after you forget that i love you so much
And so much passes.
 
And sometimes passes that we schedule the sadnesses,
we pass the courses of unhappiness with ten.
 
Here smells like sorrow that kills and hit
without sorrow and glory love is dying,
here smells like crying, crying that makes wet
walls of Heaven and Seashores.
 
Here smells like sorrow that kills and hit
without sorrow and glory and wounds of love.
 
Happens that i was waiting for you
sit by my side lets see if it pass you,
there is so much coldness outside
and here inside the mood freezes us.
 
Passes that i tell you everything,
because sometimes passes that i don't say anything
and after you forget that i love you so much
And so much passes.
 
Sometimes passes that we schedule the sadnesses,
we pass the courses of unhappiness with ten.
 
Here smells like sorrow that kills and hit
without sorrow and glory love is dying,
here smells like crying, crying that makes wet
walls of Heaven and Seashores.
 
Here smells like sorrow that kills and hit
without sorrow and glory love is dying,
here smells like crying, crying that makes wet
walls of Heaven and Seashores.
 
Here smells like sorrow that kills and hit
without sorrow and glory love is dying,
here smells like crying, crying that makes wet
walls of Heaven and Seashores.
 
Here smells like sorrow that kills and hit
without sorrow and glory there are wounds of love.
 

She's Singing And The Sounds Are Melting...

Versions: #2
She's singing and the sounds are melting
Like tender kisses on her lips.
She's glancing and the skies're reflecting
In her divine eyes like eclipse.
When she is walking - all her motions,
When uttering a word - her lines're
So full of feeling and emotion,
Of wondrous innocence and signs.
 
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I Might Not See You in Weeks

I might not see you in weeks,
In months, in years, in lives.
Do you remember, my darling, how we wanted
To reread letters till morning?
 
To look for hugs behind words,
For kisses behind full stops,
And then suddenly — bam! — of all things,
It all got crumpled, it was for nothing...
 
I never liked squares,
Too crowded for my taste, too chaotic,
But I know that you pass them
On your way to the same bakery.
 
I follow your trail, I pry on you,
I look for signs of you as a tracker dog...
How close you are, how distant
In this hell-like chaos!
 
And, disconcerted by the wild wind,
I make my way through chunky buildings,
Suddenly, I start hoping that the me of tomorrow
Shall catch up with you, shall reach you!
 
I shall tug at your sleeve gently,
My heartbeat shall pick up...
'Oh my darling, do you believe me?
Darling, it's the me of yesterday!
 
I might not see you in weeks...
(repeated multiple times)
 

Nem akarta

Átjárta dalaimat szenvedéllyel
És mindegyikben nyomot hagyott
Rájöttem csak kicsit megkésve
Neki kedves nem vagyok
 
Az évek mögöttünk maradtak
Virágmezők, és az ifjúság
Egyedül maradtam, egyedül maradtam
Mert soha többé nem jön vissza már, soha többé
 
Nem akarta, nem akarta
Dalaimat, szerelmemet, amit tettem
Kezem adtam, nem fogadta
A szerelmét, szívét nekem sosem adta
 
Minden szava nekem fáj még most is
Akkor is ha régóta nincs itt
A szív mégsem tudja nem szeretni
Szeretni őt
 
Nem könnyű erre szavakat találni
Ma éjjel, mikor mindent szétosztunk
Egyedül maradtam, egyedül maradtam
Mert soha többé nem jön vissza már, soha többé
 
Nem akarta, nem akarta
Dalaimat, szerelmemet, amit tettem
Kezem adtam, nem fogadta
A szerelmét, szívét nekem sosem adta
 

She didn`t want it

Versions: #4
She went passionately through my songs
And left a trail in each of them
I realized, but it was too late
I'm not dear to her
 
The years has gone and remained behind us
Flower fields, our youth at all
I stayed alone, I stayed alone
Because she will never return again, never again
 
She didn`t want it, she didn`t want it
My love songs, my truly love, all my things
She didn`t want my hands in hands
She didn`t gave hers love, hers heart
 
Every spoken word of her still hurts me
Although she isn`t here for a long time
The heart still does not can stop to love
To love her
 
It's not easy to find the right words
This night when everything is shared
I stayed alone, I stayed alone
Because she will never return again, never again
 
She didn`t want it, she didn`t want it
My love songs, my truly love, all my things
She didn`t want my hands in hands
She didn`t gave hers love, hers heart
 

Love is a nice way to pass time

It's a great pity
Having to work
Every day
To earn a living
You have to get up
 
But for the rest
Fortunately
Thanks life
Love is a nice way to pass time
 
Mother it rains
Inside my attic
Tiles were blown away
By the wind
 
But for the rest
Fortunately
Thanks life
Love is a nice way to pass time
 
I had a few hens
Inside their coop
But the fox ate them
During the night
 
But for the rest
Fortunately
Thanks life
Love is a nice way to pass time
 
My neighbor Georges
My enemy
He keeps salt for me
In his shotgun
 
But for the rest
Fortunately
Thanks life
Love is a nice way to pass time
 
It's a great pity
Having to work
Every day
To earn a living
You have to get up
 
But for the rest
Fortunately
Thanks life
Love is a nice way to pass time
 

Had We Never Loved So Kindly

Versions: #2
Had we not behaved like children,
Had we not loved on blind impulse,
Had we not met and then parted,
Then we'd never known the heartache.
 
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Le Havre Lovers

Le Havre lovers
Don't need the sea
And the boats run themselves aground
From feeling so lonely at sea
 
I love you, you love me, we'll love each other
Until the world is over
As sure as the world is round,
My love, don't you worry.
My love, don't you worry.
 
The children of this world
Don't care about the good Lord
They love without a worry
As lovers do
 
I love you, you love me, we'll love each other
Until the world is over
As sure as the world is round,
My love, don't you worry.
My love, don't you worry.
 
I'll go to England
To see the big ships there
The ones that go round the world
Just like the little birds
 
I love you, you love me, we'll love each other
Until the world is over
As sure as the world is round,
My love, don't you worry.
My love, don't you worry.
 
~3oudicca

So Long, My Russia, Great Unwashed One...

Versions: #4
So long, my Russia, great unwashed one,
The land of slaves and overlords,
So long, blue jackets, haunting, posh ones,
And plebs, subjected to their swords.
 
Perhaps beyond Caucasian ranges
I will be safe from your emirs,
From stern all-seeing eyes of strangers,
From their overhearing ears.
 
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Bianca

I'll slide without getting distracted
I won't look down so I won't suffer
I'll listen to you without seeing you, yet
You'll harvest ripe fruit, kissed by the sun
We'll walk, you go ahead of me
On a carpet of big dreams
 
Bianca, my wall is white
When your airplane returns
It changes colors with you
You've seen it
You were there with me
 
It will be that time of the year again
It will change like it happens with fashion
Every memory you have hidden
Tell me how can you
 
Bianca, my wall is white
When your airplane returns
It changes colors with you
You've seen it
 
In a bar downtown, I notice you
Thinking it's just an impossible affair
A glass falls from a counter
A story falls apart
 
Bianca, my wall is white
When your airplane returns
It changes colors with you
You've seen it
Bianca, as the snow gets whiter
You move forward into the night
And I can't find anymore
All traces of you
 
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Be not afraid

Leave on this table the photo I used to like
so I'll think your smile has grown older with me
let me have your hand once more in mine
so I'll photograph my true shelter
leave the bedroom's light on and the door half opened
the sheet crumpled even though it's empty
leave the towel over the table and the food ready
only do not mess with my head, I shall silence it myself
let the heart speak what I have once shut
leave the house silent thinking it's still early
let our graceless love die without poetry
leave everything as it is, and be not afraid
leave everything you remember, I'll pretend I'll forget
leave and when you don't come back, I pretend I don't care
let me see if I remember a catchphrase
to say seeing you go and closing the door behind you
leave what is not urgent and I may still need
let my sick look landed on the table
leave there your address, I call If there are any news
leave what you pretended to take, but left by surprise
let me cry like I have never been capable of with you
let me face the insomnia like a grown up
Let me pretend I can, at least once
if the goodbye takes too long, the heartache expands itself
the the disc on the gramophone so I will thinks it's a party
let the drawer closed so I won't see your absence
leave my insanity, It's all I have left
Let me put to proof all of mu resistence
let me confess my fear of light and dark
let me tell it was fake my cool voice
leave the knackered jean pants hanging
that, as our love, moves to any wind
let me dream that you are not in a hurry
leave a last message on the house next door
bypass the sophistry and let's go right to the point
leave the pain I caused to you, now it is all mine
leave everything I did not say, buy you knew well
leave everything you silenced and I needed so much
leave what was nonexistent and I thought it was there
Leave everything I'd ask, but I thought I'd give.
 
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Blue, white, blond

Chorus
White, blond, white, blond, white, blond
White, blond
 
Refrain
Blue, blue, the sky in Provence
White, white, seagull, white ship dancing
Blond, blond, like the blazing sun
And in your eyes my dream in blue, blue, blue
 
Verse
When I need some holidays
I get on board your eyes
Blue, blue, blue, blue like an endless sky
And we sail off together
We go away...
Blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, the sky in Provence
White, white, seagull, white ship dancing
Blond, blond, like the blazing sun
And in your eyes my dream in blue, blue, blue
 
Chorus
Blue, blue
White, white, white
White, white, white
 
Verse
When wind slams the canvas
Your pretty white skirt, white like a sail
And I sail madly
From Africa towards the dunes
 
Blanc, blue, blue, blue, blue
White is the ship that dances
Blue, blue
In your eyes my dream in blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, white, white
The blazing sun and in your eyes my dream in blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue
 
Verse
Your dreamy blond hair surges like a light flood
Blond, blond on a shore
Where I would like to be shipwrecked
 
Refrain
Blue, blue, the sky in Provence
White, white, seagull, white ship dancing
Blond, blond, like the blazing sun
And in your eyes my dream in blue, blue, blue
 
Chorus
Blue, blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue
White, blond, blue, white, blond, blue
White, blond, blue, white, blond, blue
White, blond, blue, white, blond, blue
 

I gambled love away in Monte Carlo

I've been gambling all night
I laughed a lot and I laughed loud
I drank wine, not just with you
I've been cheating, I realize that now
 
I didn't mean to, yet somehow
I let myself go like never before
And when you left, I just laughed
And didn't think about you anymore
 
I gambled away my greatest love in Monte Carlo
I gambled everything away in Monte Carlo
All alone I'm going home
But I'm gonna return to Monte Carlo
And find my luck in Monte Carlo
Only with you, with no-one but you
 
I'm all alone, thinking of you
Don't you think of me sometimes?
To forgive me is not easy
But it's hard to be alone
 
I gambled away my greatest love, in Monte Carlo
I gambled everything away, in Monte Carlo
All alone I'm going home
But I'm gonna return to Monte Carlo
And find my luck in Monte Carlo
Only with you, with no-one but you
 
I gambled away my greatest love, in Monte Carlo
I gambled everything away, in Monte Carlo
All alone I'm going home
But I'm gonna return to Monte Carlo
And find my luck in Monte Carlo
Only with you, with no-one but you
 
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In Montluçon

In
in your sad as hell city
I’d reluctantly come
Just to please you
 
In Montluçon,
while you sniffed my flowers
I kept my hands tucked into my jacket
and watched the hours pass
 
In Montluçon,
the only thing that I found funny
Was when your dog pissed against me
To bid me welcome
 
In Montluçon,
and what’s more you’re not even pretty
You were dressed all in grey
Just like a little old lady
 
In Montluçon
a gentleman came to talk to me
I didn’t understand a word he said
It sounded like old French
 
A Montluçon,
there were children playing
at tripping each other up in the rain
That made me feel like crying
 
A Montluçon,
the only thing I found funny
Was when your dog pissed against me
When he mistook me for a car
 
A Montluçon,
I felt like I was in a prison
And when your father took a shot at me
I ran all the way to
To get back to my home
 

• 1. A run of approx 165 kilometers