A keresés eredménye

The Dance of the Dragonflies (with Mon Laferte)

[Manuel Garcia:]
It seems now that I
Must look towards the sea
I discovered the night
And her reflection among the boats
 
[Mon Laferte:]
Tomorrow you'll find a flower I left you
Against your chest you'll embrace its gentle flame
 
[Manuel Garcia:]
And in a graceful dance
 
[Mon Laferte:]
Dragonflies from the garden
 
[Both:]
Will cross the skies of your sentiments
 
[Both:]
I mean, this beauty I wish to forget
Calls me, comes looking for me
Makes me dream
I mean, with the violence of the sea
I'd come back and kiss until it bleeds
 
[Mon Laferte:]
And though for years
I've lived so far away from the sea
I always return to the town
Where long ago I fancied
 
[Manuel Garcia:]
My damsel and her flower
With her parasol, and my love
 
[Both:]
Damsel of the garden of camellias
 
[Both:]
I mean, this beauty I wish to forget
Calls me, comes looking for me
Makes me dream
I mean, with the violence of the sea
I'd come back and kiss until it bleeds
 

The communist old man

An old man who used to be a communist
sits down to smoke the entire evening.
 
While good rain falls outside
the old man thinks with a naked voice.
 
Why is it that they coincide on his window,
the grey pigeons and the sorrow he smoked
the grey pigeons and the sorrow he smoked.
 
He turns his eyes to a distant day
to a book, a verse,
to a girl, a thought
to a book, a verse,
to a girl, a thought
 
He believes nothing can surprise him anymore
that he's cured of the fright,
he wore out the cry
that he's cured of the fright,
he wore out the cry.
 
He remembered songs he used to sing
and conversations he had with friends until dawn
and conversations he had with friends until dawn.
 
He remembered the corner of his house
when he said good bye and saw his mother crying
when he said good bye and saw his mother crying.
 
And now it's also raining in his eyes
because he's surprised it still hurts.
 
The years, life, his love,
they all still hurt.