A keresés eredménye

Indian Girl

Indian girl, your hair fallen on your shoulder,
As dark as a moonless night,
Your rose-like lips, smiling to me
And the sweet fondness of your eyes.
 
Swarthy Indian girl, I want to kiss your little mouth.
Indian girl, Tupi blooded, you smell of flower.
Come, I want to give you
All my great love.
 
When I’ll go far away
And the time arrives to say farewell
Stay in my arms just a moment more
And let my lips join yours.
 
Indian girl, I’ll miss the happiness you gave me.
Indian girl, your image
Will always go with me
Inside my heart, flower of my dear Paraguay.
 

My Being Without You feat. Mickael Carreira

I'm in need of that embrace of yours
Of that love of yours that puts me at ease
I'm in need of those dark eyes of yours
Of that snow-white smile of yours
I'm in need of those eyes that slay me
Of those warm lips that wrench me inside out
I'm missing that beautiful face
That asks me to say for just one more second
 
I'm like a jungle craving rain
A chilly dawn awaiting the sun
I've become as needy as a prisoner
I'm living a nightmare, a passionless kiss
I'm ready to take on the world
To forever be the guide for your heart
I'm one half of a love that resonates
Through a poem in the form of a song
 
Without you I'm a hunter without a hunt
Without you loneliness takes me in its embrace
Without you I'm less than a half
I'm an inability to live on my own
Without you, my being without you
 
I'm in need of that embrace of yours
Of that love of yours that puts me at ease
I'm in need of those dark eyes of yours
Of that snow-white smile of yours
I'm in need of those eyes that slay me
Of those warm lips that wrench me inside out
I'm missing that beautiful face
That asks me to say for just one more second
 
I'm like a jungle craving rain
A chilly dawn awaiting the sun
I've become as needy as a prisoner
I'm living a nightmare, a passionless kiss
I'm ready to take on the world
To forever be the guide for your heart
I'm one half of a love that resonates
Through a poem in the form of a song
 
Without you I'm a hunter without a hunt
Without you loneliness takes me in its embrace
Without you I'm less than a half
I'm an inability to live on my own
Without you, my being without you
 
Without you I'm a hunter without a hunt
Without you loneliness takes me in its embrace
Without you I'm less than a half
I'm an inability to live on my own
Without you
 
Without you
Without you
My being without you
Without you
 

Piece of Earth

A distant idea in the middle of the night
Came to me the other day
Rewatching the past
I wrote my lament in this melody
I remembered the ballads in moonlit nights
That my mother sang
And the house full of voice and happiness
Is empty today
 
And the longing,
Evil and kind
That wound and cause me to sing
Of return to the past
I feel your kiss
The song and the moonlight
 
In that house I was a girl
My giant world - a piece of earth
In that small ranch that was our nest
Where lived I, my mother, my brothers
Counting stars.
I dreamed of holding them
In the palm of my hand
 
Counting stars
I dreamed of holding them
In the palm of my hand
Counting stars, oh the longing piece of earth
 

In the eyes of time

I thought of words that would bring you (here)
Nice words, excited for sure
Loosing my mind to see you
 
In a romantic tone
A voice that would intone
In the embracement of a deep dream
In a hurry to see you
 
Lived words
That know about lives
With a magical turn
It could happen
 
Someone who inspires you
The air you breathe
I swear, I would make him live
Another great love
 
It would be once again
Much more than desire
A necessity that time
Has not erased
 
Love, in the eyes of time
Does not leave
My love, in every moment,
Is getting deeper
 

Water in the beak

Better to be seawater
Than to be water from the well
Stagnant water creates insects
Stir the water boy
There are people who don't move
They are slow, almost stopping
They leave life stagnated
They are sleeping although they awake
They don't even see that it goes by
 
It seems that it is fashion now
To be cosuming
The same mind that creates
Ends up destroying itself
Our planet needs
That mankind be human
What will be of his children
If earth is endagered
And the water is getting scarce
 
I already feel shortness of breath
Only by thinking of the future
Pollution and indifference
Turn everything into smoke
What once was a sky
Turned into a dirty space
It is so sad to say
What I liked to see
Became the door to the end of the world
 
A popular saying
Is about what I am saying
In the wood that starts burning
The tiziu takes water in his beak
He knows that alone
He will make a difference
By slowly taking
A bit of water in his little beak
Curator of conscience
 
I wrote this song now
To touch your sentiment
Nature is passive
But it claims at any moment
If we had wings
We should be like the little bird
We would have shame in our face
We would fill the beak with water
And not burn our own nest