A keresés eredménye oldal 2

My Friends

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My friends! My friends!
 
Tonight I am not coming,
do not wait for me—
tonight, my friends,
I am going to her.
 
Tonight I tell you—
if she wants to come back to me—
in the event that she is there—
I can no longer resist.
 
We all need someone
close to us in order to live—
and me,
I live for her.
 
And if I come back
and I want to cry,
please, my friends,
stay quiet.
 
Gather around me
and smile me because
a man, no, he cannot
cry for love.
 
And I—I live for her!
 
And if I come back
and I want to cry,
please, my friends,
stay quiet.
 
Gather around me
and smile me because
a man, no, he cannot
cry for love.
 
Crying for love.
 
No, no, no, no, no, no, he cannot,
no, he cannot cry for love.
No, no, no, no, no, no, he cannot,
cry for love.
 
Cry for love!
 

How Difficult It Is

How difficult it is,
my darling,
how difficult it is,
to love you.
 
Given this desire that I have
to go away—
to travel
the world.
 
Given this desire that I have
to go away—
to travel
the world.
 
How difficult it is,
my darling,
how difficult it is,
to see the end.
 
Of all of my dreams
in a glass of water—
without ever
having seen the sea.
 
Of all of my dreams
in a glass of water—
without ever
having seen the sea.
 
How difficult it is,
my darling,
how difficult it is,
to love you.
 
Wanting you as much
as I want you—
so that I cannot live
without you.
 
Wanting you as much
as I want you—
so that I cannot live
without you.
 

And If I Were

And if I were only a normal man,
I would take this love as if it were an adventure—
and I would neither want to leave so badly,
nor crave so much to return, nor wish so much to die.
 
And I will come back, I will come back
or I will die, without you.
 
And if I were only a normal man,
I would take this love as if it were an adventure—
and I would neither want to leave so badly,
nor crave so much to return, nor wish so much to die.
 
And I will come back, I will come back
or I will die, without you.
 
Na na na na ....
 

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.'
 

I Who Love Only You

There are people who have had a thousand things—
all of the good, all of the evil in the world.
I have had only you—
and I will not lose you,
I will not leave you
to search out new adventures.
 
There are people who love a thousand things—
and get lost in the streets of the world.
I who love only you—
I will stop myself
and I will give you
all that remains
of my youth.
 
There are people who have had a thousand things—
all of the good, all of the evil in the world.
I have had only you—
and I will not lose you,
I will not leave you
to search for new illusions.
 
There are people who love a thousand things—
and get lost in the streets of the world.
I who love only you—
I will stop myself
and I will give you
all that remains
of my youth.
 
Of my youth—
of my youth—
of my youth.
 

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.'
 

It's Evening

It's evening.
If the windows are closing
a few at a time—
if people stroll and then turn
at every street corner in a hurry—
then that means—that means it's evening.
 
It's evening.
You raise your eyes to see a thousand windows,
each with a light on—
a car goes fast
and already, its roar sounds far away—
so that means—that means it's evening.
 
It's evening.
When no one thinks of anything other
than rushing home—
when a beggar leaves his post
in front of a church—
then that means—that means it's evening.
 
It's evening.
 
So that means—that means it's evening.
 
It's evening.
When you feel the need to have
someone close—
You shout the name out loud
but no one answers back—
Then you can say—you can say
that it's evening ... it's evening.
 

As I Love You

When the sun
rises over the sea
and shines down on us—
and I hold you in my arms
as I love you, as I love you.
 
You are here with me, I feel your breathing
in rhythm with mine
and I think I am dreaming
as I love you, as I love you.
 
You know I will live here with you—
you know I will live here with you—
and every day,
we will gaze toward the sea
and love one another.
 
This is what you wanted—
no one else around us—
and I feel happy—
and you are beautiful
beyond any other.
 
Your face
that I see here before me
speaks to me and smiles at me—
and shines like the sun
as I love you, as I love you.
 
You know I will live here with you—
you know I will live here with you—
and every day,
we will gaze toward the sea
and love one another.
 
You know I will live here with you—
and every day,
we will gaze toward the sea
and love one another.
 

40 and 20

Lies are always lies—
things that people invent—
to say that our love is forbidden—
I am 40 and you are 20.
 
That I am autumn in your life—
and you are sweet spring—
they do not know that I still have a summer,
that when I look at you, it burns you.
 
40 and 20.
40 and 20.
Love is what matters
and not what people say.
 
40 and 20.
40 and 20.
Take my hand,
stroll with me,
looking straight ahead.
 
It matters not that they do not understand me—
what does it matter if they gossip
that there is a huge difference—
I am 40 and you are 20.
 
That I have lived so much
and that you have so much innocence—
they do not know that our secret
is your youth and my experience.
 
40 and 20.
40 and 20.
Love is what matters
and not what people say.
 
40 and 20.
40 and 20.
Take my hand,
stroll with me,
looking straight ahead.
 
40 and 20.
40 and 20.
Love is what matters
and not what people say.
 
40 and 20.
40 and 20.
Take my hand,
stroll with me,
looking straight ahead.
 

Angela

Angela, Angela, my angel—
I did not believe that this evening
it would have really been our goodbye.
Angela, believe me, I did not want that.
 
Angela, Angela, my angel—
when I told you, I want to leave,
I just wanted to see you cry—
because I like to make you suffer.
 
I wanted to make you cry—
to see your tears—
to know that your heart
is in my hands.
 
Angela, Angela, my angel—
but tonight, instead of crying,
you look at my face in a strange manner—
as if I were now far away.
 
I beg you, Angela, no, do not leave—
you cannot leave me here all alone—
it is just not possible that suddenly
I can lose you—I can lose everything.
 
Angela, Angela, my angel—
I did not believe that this evening
it would have really been our goodbye.
Angela, believe me, I did not want that.
 
Angela, Angela, do not leave
I beg you, Angela, do not leave me.
 

Zingara

Give me your hand, Zingara
Quick, tell me what fate you see.
Tell me about loves,
I have no fear,
Because I already know it's not up to me
 
Look in my eyes, Zingara,
If you see her hair colour,
Tell me if it's golden or if it has changed,
And if you know the reason why
 
And if it's written that I'll loose her,
Please, tell me why her love is dying
 
Give me your hand, Zingara...
Tell me you love me,
Give me hope
That'll be enough to make me happy
 
And if it's written that I'll loose her,
Please, tell me why her love is dying
 
Give me your hand, Zingara
Quick, tell me what fate you see.
Tell me you love me, give me hope
That'll be enough to make me happy