A keresés eredménye

I am European

I am European, I have two ears,
the one for listening, the other doesn't understand,
If a Czech, Russian, Pole sighs,
the man hurts, the heaven falls
 
Up there, up there,
up there on Hymettus,
there is a, there is a
there is a secret
 
If a Black, Greek, Indian hurts,
what do I care, let God care,
if a Black, Greek, Indian hurts,
what do I care, let God care
 
Up there, up there,
up there on Hymettus,
there is a, there is a
there is a secret
 
I am European, I have two ears,
the one only listens, from the East
fascism knocks my door again,
but to such sounds, I am completely deaf
 
Up there, up there,
up there on Hymettus,
there is a, there is a
there is a secret
 
I have one ear big, the other very small,
and thus calm I harvest joy, civilisation,
I have one ear big, the other very small,
and thus calm I harvest joy, civilisation,
 
Up there, up there,
up there on Hymettus,
there is a, there is a
there is a secret
 

Your eyes are (on) the moon

Your eyes are (on) the moon
and the night is your home,
but from what you have taken from me,
nothing is yours.
 
You have tears of love
with fire and a knife,
you have medicine for wine
and separation in your hand.
 

Marina

Versions: #1
Give me some mint to smell, luisa herb and basil
And I will kiss you with them, and what I shall recall first
The fountain with the doves, the archangels' sword
The orchard of the stars, and the deep water-well.
 
Those nights I walked you on my arm
To the other end of the sky
And watched you there ascending
Like a sister of the morning star
 
Marina, my green star,
Marina, light of the morning star
Marina, my wild dove
And lily of the summer.
 

Prepare the Mattress for the Two of Us

Dark is the road of my journey
until I get to meet you
come show yourself midway to me
my hand to you I’ll offer
 
Prepare the mattress for the two of us
for you and me
and let us fall in each other’s arms
to resurrect it all again
 
I hugged you and you hugged me too
you took me and I took you
I disappeared into your eyes
your destiny and your fate
 
In the familiar neighborhoods
lonely I stroll now begging
and what I tossed away with you
I go around collecting