A keresés eredménye

You Couldn't Stay

They asked about you
My friends, from always
They know that you left
And they wanted to know
If you're gonna come back
I told them: 'No'
It wasn't a see you later
A goodbye is not a game
And I heard it clearly
From your lips, my love
You couldn't stay anymore, with me
That it was your decision, and to understand you
I can't punish you for not loving me
If I couldn't be your happiness
It was the best, for you to leave
And I couldn't help to
Gift you a sigh
What I loved most
It was you and you left
I am left without you
You couldn't stay anymore, with me
That it was your decision, and to understand you
I can't punish you for not loving me
If I couldn't be your happiness
It was the best, for you to leave
If the limit of our sight is the vastness of the sky
You were the one that put the limit
When you announced your departure
 

Not As A Friend

I want to look into your eyes
I want to talk with you
Tell you nice things
Real close to your ear
To see you always in my dreams
As your man and not as a friend
 
I love you, I want you and I'd love to have you with me
I don't want you to continue treating me as a friend
I love you, I want you and I'd love to have you with me
I'd like to look into your eyes, lose myself with you
 
I want your immense love
And for it to be shared with me
And your heart of roses
To be interlocked with mine
To see you always in my dreams
As your man and not as a friend
 
I love you, I want you and I'd love to have you with me
I don't want you to continue treating me as a friend
I love you, I want you and I'd love to have you with me
I'd like to look into your eyes, lose myself with you
 

Cuddle Up

What do you expect from me? I want to know what you think
Yesterday you told me 'Dude, nothing romantic at all'
You must understand that I'm not a basic bro
But I can't blame you, sometimes I don't even understand myself
I want us to keep on filling our lives with memories
 
I want you to tell me that you love me and that you're going to miss me
Shit! Don't look me in the eye, you're going to make me cry
Tell me this is not the last time I hold you in my arms
 
I wish everything was a lie and in an instant waking up
I wish everything was a lie and in an instant waking up
One more day, one more time
 
I want to cuddle up in your arms
One more day, one more time
I want to cuddle up in your arms
One more day, one more time
I want to cuddle up in your arms
One more day, one more time
I want to cuddle up in your arms.
 

Pack Your Things

Why continue suffering
and make this agony any longer
I'm tired of giving myself whole and only receiving small pieces
Of a mere fantasy love
 
My destiny isn't with you
I loved you and you failed me
Why prolong the inevitable, I want you gone
Because I longer want to deal with you
Just pack your things so that nothing's left
I don't want you to come back with excuses and promises
I'll take any trace of you out of my mind and soul
There won't be any of you
And this heart which beats for you will finally rest
Which you so many times hurt and humiliated
And these hands which always caressed you
Now are waving you goodbye
 
My destiny isn't with you
I loved you and you failed me
Why prolong the inevitable, I want you gone
Because I longer want to deal with you
Just pack your things so that nothing's left
I don't want you to come back with excuses and promises
I'll take any trace of you out of my mind and soul
There won't be any of you
And this heart which beats for you will finally rest
Which you so many times hurt and humiliated
And these hands which always caressed you
Now are waving you goodbye
 

Fuentes de Ortiz

Tell me now if you want to be with me or if i better leave
Your kisses say you want me, but your words don't
And to be frank I would die for you, but you say no
You're not straightforward, for real, I'm getting tired, be specific please
And at night, when stars come out,
I think about you my love
What did you do to me? I can't get you out of my head
And I'm not trying to be a dick
If you tell me what I mean to you
I won't hesitate, I'll make you happy
You're special to me
Tell me why do you make me suffer
And I'll forget about you from Fuentes de Ortiz 1
 
I'm unsure when you say you love me, cause I don't believe you
I fall into your trap like a baby, love
Just tell me if you love me, please
I've suffered and I've been drinking a lot for your love
And at night, when stars come out,
I think about you my love.
 
And I'm not trying to be a dick
If you tell me what I mean to you
I won't hesitate, I'll make you happy
You're special to me
Tell me why do you make me suffer
And I'll forget about you from Fuentes de Ortiz 1
 

• Literally 'Ortiz fountains', Ed Maverick has declared that there's not a real place with that name.

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.
 

Spring: Us people of the sea / My friend / Freedom is my woman / Two dogs at church

Us people of the sea
Know that
If you want to save
Someone who's drowning,
You'll be beat down
By him and by the sea
And perhaps you'll drown as well.
 
If the sea's there
We know that
It's best to be each in our respective homes
And rest
For the calm
Will be back, and then you'll sail.
 
The wave stays still, yet it always moves
And perhaps one day, like good sailors
Every man for his own, every man for his own
Will sail his own piece of the sea.
 
The wave stays still, yet it always moves
And perhaps one day, like good mechanics
Every man for his own, every man for his own,
Will fix up his own piece of the world.
 
~ ~ ~
 
From behind the wall, you stare at
The rest of the world
You speak softly, from afar
You don't understand others
And neither do I
And I pretend
To be sane.
 
In the darkness of the mind,
In the reality of dreams,
They walk together
The children of the Moon.
 
My friend, don't worry,
It doesn't matter,
There are no differences
On the Moon.
 
~ ~ ~
 
My woman is like freedom,
When she's not there,
I miss her to death.
Then when she's with me
I almost don't realize it
In the morning, I know
That there'll be a smile.
 
My woman is like freedom,
In my mind, I
Have always thought of her
Even when I
Still didn't know that,
Even when she
Had gone away.
 
My woman is like freedom,
Like a song you can always sing,
That cannot be quiet, that cannot end,
My woman is my song.
 
~ ~ ~
 
We were two dogs at church,
You and I.
And you, you've already left,
Ask Him why
There are many sad lives in this senseless world,
There are many horrendous stories in this wonderful world.
 
Perhaps He'll answer,
Perhaps even He doesn't know.
 
Wait for me, in a while
I'll come too
To lend you a hand, to ask why...
 
And you'll see that even there
We'll get kicked out.
 

It Was Spring

To you,
who on that day
spoke to me of love,
tonight I will sing
the sweetest love song.
 
It was spring.
The roses were in bloom—
you spoke to me of so many things—
then love, then love, love.
 
The memory of those hours, you know,
makes my heart burst.
There, in the park,
the two of us all alone and so much in love.
 
To you,
who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you, I love you.'
 
The memory of those hours, you know,
makes my heart burst.
There, in the park,
the two of us all alone and so much in love.
 
To you,
who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you, I love you.'
 

It Was Spring

To you, who on that day
spoke to me of love,
tonight I will sing
the sweetest love song.
 
It was spring.
The roses were in bloom—
you spoke to me of so many things—
and then so much love, love.
 
The memory of those hours
makes my heart burst.
And, in the park, the two of us all alone
and so much in love.
 
To you, who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you,
I love you.'
 
The memory of those hours
makes my heart burst.
And, in the park, the two of us all alone
and so much in love.
 
To you, who, from that day,
I carry inside my heart—
I sing and say: 'Love—
I love you, I love you,
I love you.'
 

Spring

And I'll draw valleys across your body,
plugging it like it was ground,
I'll erase those marks,
from your last war.
 
And I'll burn with fire
this bad weed of yours,
and I will make you, with water,
more fertile and more alive.
 
And I'll pray for the sun
to dry up these tears,
and I'll pray for time
to heal your wounds.
 
Then I'll build a greenhouse
around your smile,
I will make out of your life
another heaven.
 
I will be your farmer
ad you will be my ground,
I'll fight with the wind
to not carry you away from me.
 
Then I'll sprinkle my seeds
in your green valley
ad we will wait together
for Spring to come,
for Spring to come.
 

Oh My Spring

Please go away
Don't look at me like that
I just want to be alone now
That's all I want
You won't have me doubting
Myself anymore
 
I don't care anymore
If you're going to condemn me
For seeking my own destiny
Or if on the day I leave
You're going to tangle me up as always
So that I have no path to follow
 
Oh my spring
Who ever shall give back to me
What I was before
Slowly
So that I can find a new path
Slowly, slowly, slowly
Like me
 
My future is a lie
My past haunts me and weighs me down
Now if I keep quiet down the line
I know that my mouth will burn
 
I shouldn't keep quiet
Because I'm on a quest to find
A slow path
I'm on a quest to find a slow path
I'm on a quest
To find you, to find me
And to find you on the way
Oh my spring
Who ever shall give back to me
What I was before
Slowly
When I breathed slowly
When I moved slowly
Slowly like me
When you loved me slowly
When you kissed me slowly
When you believed me slowly
Slowly like me
 

The spring kissed

The spring kissed
smoothly, the grove,
and the new green sprouted,
as a green haze.
 
Clouds were passing by,
over the juvenile field...
I saw the leaves trembling,
the fresh April's rains.
 
Under that florid almond tree,
all filled with flowers,
-I remembered- I have cursed,
my loveless youth.
 
Today, in the middle age,
I've stopped to meditate:
''Never-lived youth,
who will dream of you again?''
 
Just learning.

Springtime

What can I say when I'm looking at you this way?
There's nothing I like more than being naked,
just after making love,
when we listen to this song looking at the ceiling.
 
This song that wonders if this is true,
that wonders if this is crazy,
that says you've already hanged your armor
at my gates.
 
Days of springtime love,
humans that are sentimental.
Time for bipolarity:
I'm unstable, but you know I love you.
 
Days of springtime love,
nobody ever loved me in such a real way before,
you're the best thing ever happened to me
even if I know I can be insufferable.
 
My room is enough for the two of us,
the same sun is enough for the whole universe.
Sometimes everything's so normal, so quiet,
I don't think I've ever saw me before, now I look me when I see you.
 
And then I make me a cup of tea
and I play the guitar,
you stay asleep
and I make you this song so you can be calm.
 
Days of springtime love,
humans that are sentimental.
Time for bipolarity:
I'm unstable, but you know I love you.
 
Days of springtime love,
nobody ever loved me in such a real way before,
you're the best thing ever happened to me
even if I know I can be insufferable.
 
Sometimes I feel so tired
and I go to bed to lie down.
Sometimes life bores me so,
you make my days more beautiful.
 

Blasted spring

I was more or les like that,
white wine, night,
and old songs
and the blasted spring,
sweet deceiver,
laughed at me.
 
What's left of an erotic dream if
suddenly I wake up
and you are gone?
I regret your not being there,
I despair
as if love were painful
and although i don't want to,
without wanting to I think of you.
 
If the blasted spring
comes back to me
to make me fall in love
what does it matter, if
an hour is enough to make me fall in love
it's short enough
the blasted spring
it's short enough,
I'm harming only myself.
 
What your passing left behind
is a kiss that's not enough
of a kiss,
a caress which
rings false,
an 'I love you and I don't love you'
and even though you don't want to
without wanting to you think of me.
 
If the blasted spring
comes back to me
to make me fall in love
what does it matter, if
an hour is enough to make me fall in love
it's short enough
the blasted spring
it's short enough,
I'm cursing only myself.
 
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