A keresés eredménye

Invitation to evil

You, you are the sun.
When you shine, I’m not sleepy.
And you slip away, by starlight,
not easy, to hang onto hope.
 
As the weather rages on unabated,1
the lovers slash their wrists.
 
In the wind, and in the tempest,
The oak bends, but it doesn’t break.
And often, the evil shows itself
I beg you, don’t invite it. 2
 
You, you are the silence.
When you dance, my heart remembers,
A lucky chance, a heavenly smile.
Romance is a star.
 
But the weather, isn’t worth the trouble,
the lovers drown themselves in the Seine.
 
In the wind, and in the tempest,
The oak bends, but it doesn’t break.
And often, the evil shows itself
I beg you, don’t invite it.
 

• 1. Really not sure about this… It’s probably weather but could be time. And it is “working at the chain” which actually mean “production line” or “conveyor belt” - so I think we are talking about it continuously rolling on
• 2. I think this is rather like “Don’t tempt fate”

Men hide themselves away to cry

and if the night drags on
and the rain comes along
will you come?
 
and if I lose my head
if I go up to heaven
will you love me?
 
if the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
 
and if day breaks
and the rain should clear
will you love me?
 
it’s like a bad dream
all the birds die
and love flies away
 
if day breaks
will you come?
like a bad dream
if love flies away
and the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
 
if the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
all men act proud
when love flies away
all men hide themselves away
to cry sometimes
 

The key to the songs

We could go out for a moment,
and watch the people passing by.
But we let ourselves get shut in.
We always forget to dream.
 
And yet, nothing is more important.
Often, time is money
that death takes back from us.
 
We could really have some fun
and make ourselves believe we’re angels.
We could get drunk all the time
to rediscover the key to the songs.
 
It makes the children laugh
to see our impatience.
 
We could sit down more often
and watch the wind blow.
But we do everything backwards
Sufficient for the day is its own war. 1
 
So, we try to be strong.
Outside, everything is multi-coloured.
But men devour each other.
 
We could really have some fun
and make ourselves believe we’re angels.
We could get drunk all the time
to rediscover the key to the songs.
 
It makes the children laugh
to see our impatience.
 

• 1. From the biblical expression