A keresés eredménye oldal 10

Love can hurt so much

Versions: #1
Intro]
Mhm
Mhm no no no
Mhm mhm mhm
 
Love can hurt so much, but it also gives so much
Without love to live, no, I could never do that
And I want to live only with you
 
Every hour that I can't be with you
I start to doubt and I ask then
Where you might be and what you might be doing
But if you're there (you're there)
All is well (all is well)
And I only wish I could stay like this
♪ Forever in your arms ♪
Hold me, please hold me
Never, never let me go
 
Love can hurt so much, but it also gives so much
♪ I could never live without love ♪
And I want to live only with you
 
Once I'm afraid to be alone
But then I wish I could be stronger again
To tell you it's over
But then you look (you look)
Just look at me (just look at me)
And I know I can't resist
And I say with weak knees
'Hold me, please hold me
Never, never let me go'
 
Love can hurt so much, but it also gives so much
♪ I could never live without love ♪
And I want to live only with you
 
Nothing on this earth can make me stop
Cause you're all I've got
I'll live my life
Just once
 
But when you're here (you're here)
It's all good (it's all good)
And I only wish I could stay like this
In your arms forever
Hold me, please hold me
Never, never let me go
 
Love can hurt so much, but it also gives so much
♪ I could never live without love ♪
And I want to live only with you
 
Every hour that I can't be with you
(Can be with you)
I start to doubt and then I ask
(Oh, I wonder then)
Where you may be and what you do
 
[Outro]
Love can hurt so much, but it also gives so much
 

He belongs to me

Versions: #1
He belongs to me
Like my name on the door,
And I know he'll stay
Never will I forget our first day,
Naaa naa naa, na na na,
Cos I felt right away that he likes me,
Naaa naa naa, na na na.
Is it true love that never fades,
Or is love blown away by the wind?
 
He belongs to me
Like my name on the door,
And I know he'll stay
Everything we start together,
Naaa naa naa, na na na,
But I never forget how to be alone.
Naaa naa naa, na na na
 
Is it in the stars what the future holds,
Or must I learn that it all melts away?
 
No, I never made it easy for him,
Naaa naa naa, na na na,
More than once I've asked myself:
Naaa naa naa, na na na,
Is it true love that never fades away,
Or is love blown away by the wind?
 
He belongs to me... Forever with me.
Forever with me!
 
He's with me
Like my name on the door
And I know he'll stay here!
He belongs to me!
 

That Little House

That little house on the hillside
In between the sun and the wind
Was a palace of stone and limestone
Built in the middle of a fight
 
I remember my father's smile
Despite his fatigue
His happiness at seeing us happy
Blooms
 
That little house on the hillside
Was a marvelous world
I still remember our games
Our delusions, our silent dreams
 
And the song of our desires
We had hopes of exploring the world
To enjoy its sweetness and bitterness
All of its riches
And return one day to the simplicity
Of our little house
 
My little house is so far away from me now
 
That tobacco bush in your garden
Was a garden of adventures
In the cinema of our fantasies
We were the good guys against bad guys
 
When the Sun was at its highest point, we rested
In the shadow of the thicket
We could hear grown-ups talking
Remembering
Sharing all their memories
Of their youth
 
My little house is now so far away from me
Here is this skyscraper city
Life led me to another hillside
Wilder, without much sweetness
 
That tobacco bush is now firewood
Everything has changed, only memories remain
In the midst of a sea of smoke and large houses
I've lost my little house
On that hillside a new city emerges
Where is my little house?
 
Oh, my little house, where are you?
To my little house, I want to return
Oh, my little house, where are you?
To my little house, I want to return
 
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
Where is my little house?
 

May the Magdalena help me

May the Magdalena help me,1
Oh, oh, how great my suffering is,
that I don't have to grief,
Oh, that the grief has me.
 
I don't think about revenge
because that doesn't suit me,
if I have lost hope,
What do I care about the others?
 
I ask God, I ask God,
for you to never come back,
because to me you have already died.
I accidentally stepped on the weeds,
that you sowed in my garden.
 
The son that was born to me,
will not pay your sentence,
will carry my surnames,
and there you with your conscience.
 
But he won't be a wretch,
Because I'll make a good man out of him.
Don't worry about him
that the son of my sins,
Oh, my sins!,
will never miss you.
 
May the Magdalena help me,
Oh, what a pain of churumbel,
that has my brown skin,
and his little eyes like his.2
 
I'll watch over by the cradle,
his sleeping at dawn,
not letting even the moon,
to come wake him up.
 
I ask God, I ask God,
for you to never come back,
because to me you have already died.
I accidentally stepped on the weeds,
that you sowed in my garden.
 
The son that was born to me,
will not pay your sentence,
will carry my surnames,
and there you with your conscience.
 
But he won't be a wretch,
Because I'll make a good man out of him.
Don't worry about him
that the son of my sins,
Oh, my sins!,
will never miss you.
 

• 1. give me strength
• 2. the father's

The Truth*

With the cigarette butt of life pressed between the lips,
A murky and cold look, a little slow to walk,
He turned the corner of the neighborhood, drunk now with memories,
Like pouring out a poison, he was heard singing.
The old street in my neighborhood where I took the first step,
I return to you the deck of cards bent by hard shuffling,
With a dagger in my chest, with my dream shattered,
It was shattered in an embrace that would give you the truth.
 
I learned everything good, I learned everything bad,
I know about the kiss that is bought, I know about the kiss that is given

Theses and laws

A law will come out following some theses,
A law will come out to remove us
A law will come out, full of contrasts,
To incinerate the deed of our tagma.
 
A law will come out to forbid us,
And will give us the price of little slut,
A law will come out to bind us,
A law will come out, too lawless.
 
A law will come out to consecrate the whip,
A law will come to set us back in time
And to forbid dream and sacrifice,
A law will come out that we're joining the herd.
 
We welcome this coming law,
With condolences and best wishes!
 

boldogság nélküled

Mi a boldogság nélküled?
Soha nem éreztem, ezért nem tudom
Az én sorsom volt (ez az én sorsom)
és bármit is teszek, nem tudom megváltoztatni
Mi a boldogság nélküled?
Soha nem éreztem, ezért nem tudom
Az én sorsom volt (ez az én sorsom)
és bármit is teszek, nem tudom megváltoztatni
Távolról szeretni
a legszebb szerelem
Megszoktam a vágyakozásodat (Megszoktam, hogy hiányzol)
hogy még ha hívsz is, nem tudok eljönni
Távolról szeretni
a legszebb szerelem
Megszoktam a vágyakozásodat (Megszoktam, hogy hiányzol)
hogy még ha hívsz is, nem tudok eljönni
 

You Don't Ask Me for the Moon

There are many
Stylish, brunette girls,
There are thousands of brunettes,
But with golden hair
How many they may be?
 
How wonderful
They are all,
And maybe they have
A little spot in their heart
For longing.
 
But of all the girls that are around the world,
Out of hundreds and hundreds of thousands,
Only you, only you are dear to me,
And maybe you don't even know why.
 
You don't ask me for the moon
Or for the rare jewels,
But any flower
Becomes a star in your hair.
You're like a song
That always seems new to me.
You don't ask me for the moon,
But I'd like to give it to you.
 
You're like a song
That always seems new to me.
You don't ask me for the moon,
But I'd like to give it to you.
 
On serpentines
With you, how nice
How nice it is at dawn,
When mountains and clouds
Are wearing colors.
 
Petals laugh
In your way, and it seems,
It seems to me that a spring
Is like a glittering thread
In the landscape.
 
How rich they shine in the sun
These earthly wonders!
You stopped to pick a flower,
And you tell me you don't want more.
 
You don't ask me for the moon
Or for the rare jewels,
But any flower
Becomes a star in your hair.
You're like a song
That always seems new to me.
You don't ask me for the moon,
But I'd like to give it to you.
 
You don't ask me for the moon,
But I'd like to give it to you!
 

I hate you

Versions: #1
[Intro]
I hate you with all my heart
For all that you have done and said
I hope you die tonight
I hate you
 
[Verse 1]
I would rather be killed, rather have cancer
Rather sit awake, disappear like on snap
You can't rewind, can't take this back
You have made me love to hate
Can't bear to speak, you don't take it back
This is the song for you who feels hatred
Some things are secret, they none of your business
But this is not a secret, you are a psychopath
 
[Pre-chorus]
Shut up, you fucking psycho
I hate you in the morning
Fuck, fuck you like a nymphomaniac
Six, six, six, you are Satan
Shut your fucking ego up
Everyone sings fuck, fuck you
But this is someone else's problem
 
[Chorus]
I hate you with all my heart
For all that you have done and said
I hope you die tonight
I hate you
 
[Verse 2]
If you join in the game, I hope you break
You take more fillers, I hope they crack
If you fix your kitchen, I hope it leaks
If you get new clothes, I hope you stain them
I hope you get a fine the next time you park
I hope you miss your flight the next time you go on holiday
I hope your comedy ends in tragedy
I hope you get what you deserve
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Shut up, you fucking psycho
I hate you in the morning
Fuck, fuck you like a nymphomaniac
Six, six, six, you are Satan
Shut your fucking ego up
Everyone sings fuck, fuck you
But this is someone else's problem
 
[Chorus]
I hate you with all my heart
For all that you have done and said
I hope you die tonight
I hate you
 
[Outro]
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
 

My Yerevan

Sadness of heart, sore of soul, my first love
My Yerevan, the cradle of my life, forever my love
I see you in dreams, I see your light
My unique, my Yerevan, the only hope of an Armenian
How much longing, how much memories
They torture me because of you
Stone city, kind city
I know that you are waiting for me
 
You are Tumanyan's fairy tale, the jewel of Armenian world
My Yerevan, my unique, you are the cord of my heart
The sunny light of your buildings, streets
I remember you every second and I don't lose my hope
The need always overwhelms me, the need always tortures me
My Yerevan, my mother city, I know that you are waiting for me
I miss your sun, I miss your cold water
And the cherry tree strokes my hair in the dreams
 
Yerevan
 
Yerevan
 
I miss your sun, I miss your cold water
Every second you are in my mind, my heart
My unique, my Yerevan
 

We're coming, we're coming, you damn rabble!

We're coming, we're coming, you damn rabble!
Face us and start shaking out of fear!
Look, the fields of Thrace
Are full of countless warriors.
 
The enemy has enslaved our land,
He tramped on it for centuries.
The day for retribution has come.
The war horn is calling for us.
 
Let bright faith in our strength
Warms our hearts!
Over the Balkan and Rilla
Peace and harmony will reign!
 
We're coming, we're coming, you damn rabble!
Face us and start shaking out of fear!
Look, the fields of Thrace
Are full of countless warriors.
 

Unity is written on the tricolour

Unity is written on the tricolour
On liberator’s red flag
Through battles beneath their shade
To communism we climb in flight
 
He who grows afraid in battle
Is not among the conquerors
But we, united in all weather
Have been and shall be victorious
 
He who grows afraid in battle
Is not among the conquerors
But we, united in all weather
Have been and shall be victorious
 
Bravely, our ancestors defended
The dear Romanian land
In our country, we have no enemies
We accept our friends with love
 
In the communist book it is written
Exploitation shall reach its end
Through us, beloved Romania
Will flourish in eternity
 
In the communist book it is written
Exploitation shall reach its end
Through us, beloved Romania
Will flourish in eternity
 
Masters of their destiny, the people
Are forging a correct life
Building a glorious future
Following the uniting party
 
You, socialist Romania
In the world, shall proudly climb
In the new communist era
Eternally you shall thrive
 
You, socialist Romania
In the world, shall proudly climb
In the new communist era
Eternally you shall thrive
 

The light comes from the Sun

The light comes from the Sun and the Earth treasures it
The blacks are colored brown by it, others are white
But at the bottom of the hot climate zone and at the shore of the Elba
It has only one color, the blood is only red
If the heart can love in every language
If the heart can hate in every language
So it does hate in every language, oh, oh, it loves
Oh, oh, what the heart throbs
 
It's up to you to make your lives nicer today people
The verdant fields produce their treasures
And in the factories the worker tailors laws voluntarily with quick hands
Here humans have already become humane
Doesn't everything sings it aloud? The Earth will be wiser
Doesn't everything sings it aloud? The Earth will be richer
Doesn't everything sings it aloud, it'll be nicer, oh, oh, it'll be better
Oh, oh, the Earth will be happy
 
There are still many countries where hard working people
Dig like slaves and just endure as they always have
Where lots of machines just stand there instead of serving the people
Because the money, the money is the sole ruler
There, they never say: Happy, happy days
There, they never say: Happy, happy days
There, they never say: Happy, oh, oh, happy
Oh, oh, happy, happy, days
 
Today the struggle still seems endless
The nations know very well, that peace is a great treasure
But the dawn will surely come, there'll be peace on Earth
All the shackles of slavery will shatter
And the song will fly: Очень хорошо1
And the song will fly: Очень хорошо
And the song will fly: Очень, oh, oh очень
Oh, oh, очень хорошо
 
And then the Earth will be happy for real
 

• 1. 'Very good.' in Russian.

Corrientes Av.

Saturday night in the capital city
I went out to bury what I'll be
walking down Corrientes
fools were biting their own teeth
I, alone,
went looking for pain,
the happiness of being so foolish
of not being sober
of forgetting about remembering if I had forgotten to not miss anyone anymore.
Saturday night in the capital city
I went out to baptise what I don't wanna become
but it was ridiculous,
'cause one is just one and that's it.
 

All Eyes Watching you

“Why you are all eyes watching me?!1
So fascinated, not even batting an eye!” you questioned me (x2)
I don’t bat an eye! I don't bat an eye to not lose
The flirt in your eyes, in the bat of my eye!
O my heart, O my god
O my life, O my heart, O God, help me God, O my God
 
I yearn for you now, and I yearned for you from my first breath2
I was burning from longing

My Agenda

[Verse 1: Dorian Electra]
I've got this plan now
It's on my mind
And soon enough now
Everyone will fall in line
It's closing in now
You can't escape
On every corner waiting
Just to infiltrate
 
[Chorus: Dorian Electra]
My agenda
Might offend ya
Out here flexing in my
Rainbow suspenders
My agenda
Will infect ya
Out to getcha
It is my
 
[Verse 2: Dorian Electra]
Have you seen my pamphlets?
Have you read my blog?
Have you seen my army marching
Down to city hall?
You can always spot us
By the way we walk
As we’re plotting to take over
And destroy you all
 
[Chorus: Dorian Electra & Village People]
My agenda
Might offend ya
Out here flexing in my
Rainbow suspenders
My agenda
Will infect ya
Out to getcha
It is my
 
[Verse 3: Pussy Riot]
Moscow became a capital of gayropa
all homophobes turned into queer
spiritual bonds are replaced with straps
our rainbow mob is marching down the red square
 
Gay propaganda
We love you everywhere from chechnya to
uganda
We're dancing together on the red square we have lots of sex but our sex is safe
 
GAY PROPAGANDA
we make love from chechnya to uganda
GAY PROPAGANDA
we make love from chechnya to uganda
 
[Chorus: Village People]
My agenda
Might offend ya
Out here flexing in my
Rainbow suspenders
My agenda
Will infect ya
Out to getcha
It is my
 
[Chorus: Dorian Electra & Village People]
My agenda
My freaky gender
Out here flexing in my
Rainbow suspenders
My agenda
Will infect ya
Out to getcha
It is my
 
[Bridge: Dorian Electra]
Poison in the water
You lap it up
I know you're very thirsty
Baby for this drug
We mind control you
Just for fun
We're out here turning frogs
Homosexual
 
[Outro: Dorian Electra]
Homosexual
Homosexual
Homosexual
Homosexual
Homosexual
Homosexual
Homosexual
Homosexual
 

Silvery

[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
I announce the start of the press conference of The Silver.
I ask all journalists to light up their microphones.
 
[Srebroto] (The Silver)
Mr. Journalist-o,
asks me vigorously.
 
Who is the man who threads silver fibres in his thin mustache?
Who is the man that has sunflower seeds, candies, pennies and silver bundles jingling in his pocket?
Who is the man to whom a fabulous, silver moon path leads?
Who is the man who carries liquid silver in his first aid auto kit?
Then he asks me - Is a silver lady, in a silver tub, rubbing a dark back?
Then he asks me - Are you going to а jazz party with that silver dress-coat?
Then the man asks me - Do I put any silver lenses in my eyes?
 
And I say - My journalist, how are you? Do you want help? Save some energy.
 
Chorus:
I don't know, yes, I know, I don't know, I don't know.
I can't give an answer for you.
The number of my fashion is very big.
Do you ask me what I drink and what I eat.
Ask your questions a little more correctly,
in order for me to give more spectacular answers.
My music is manga-hit-hop style,
it's not punk, rap, rock or pop.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
Didn't it get a little heavy...?
No, no, no, it's more like punk, but not heavy.
 
[Srebroto] (The Silver)
Nine hundred and twenty-five are the noble qualities of The Silver.
After that comes the question - Is The Silver worth like a six in the lottery?
'But you don't answer anything specific.' one says and startles me.
He wants me to explain who is hiding under this silver paint.
Who, who, who? Who, who, who?
And again they torment me with the question of The Silver in weight and carats.
And they ask me again - Do you spend silver in the European States?
And again they torment me with the question - Am I inhaling a light silver dose?
And why does my wife tolerate this silver pose?
 
Chorus(x2):
I don't know, yes, I know, I don't know, I don't know.
I can't give an answer for you.
The number of my fashion is very big.
Do you ask me what I drink and what I eat.
Ask your questions a little more correctly,
in order for me to give more spectacular answers.
My music is manga-hit-hop style,
it's not punk, rap, rock or pop.
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth) (x4)
Didn't it get a little heavy...?
No, no, no, it's more like punk, but not heavy.
 

Party stress

[Srebroto] (The Silver)
Highlife party - an inseparable interest.
Manicures, dresses, silicone, stress,
wild fairies, God knows what else.
They march by us in retro fashion clothing.
Thank you! Your performance brought me a revelation.
You go to a highlife party and leave in a good mood.
Someone rang my doorbell in the morning,
turned out to be our personal eruo-millions.
When did we manage to step into these deep waters
I asked my brother Zyumbyul (Hyacinth), he shrugged shyly.
Kulim (Kulyu) gave something for charity.
Excess silver, we should spend it like crazy.
The stress indicator started flashing,
we will hear an ultra hit of a new pop lark.
A free reality for all euro-countries,
the loser wins the right... to... make art.
 
Chorus:
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please, hands up in the air!
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please everyone, hands up in the air!
 
[Kulyu]
Tell me how not to pay attention to you.
Not only you're sexy, but with charm.
You're a super fan, I'm just a performer.
The autograph pen is gold - without ink.
You tell me one thing and I hear another.
You don't see me, you see my HUGO socks.
The leather is eco, the wool - angorian.
Buffet occupied by people.
Highlife party with a euro-mood,
a suitable time for a respectful donation.
I should probably go, 'cause the whysky's dancing
and should take her with me, since she kisses me so warmly.
 
Chorus(x2):
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please, hands up in the air!
And again dances tonight.
And again the chains are shining tonight. Wow!
Euro-euphoria! Please everyone, hands up in the air!
 
[Zyumbyul] (Hyacinth)
Would you look at Nufri...
Miracles happen at parties every day,
and I'd do anything for you to go through me.
Life is much more interesting than going to the movies
and the main character is me, not Al Pacino.
I look at both of your eyes hotly,
with the subtext 'I will meet you again'.
But wait for me to pick up the phone,
Zaiko calls me, the premiere of the BDS jargon.
He knows enthusiasts full of feelings,
ready to sacrifice themselves in politics.
 
One ... Five ... Make yourself comfortable ...
Four ... Two ... Three ... Relax ... One ...
Dear tenants, breathing is the basis of human life.
Breathe deeply through your nose with an upright spine.
As you breathe, fill yourself with positive thoughts and inner serenity.
If you are politically engaged, use intermediaries for your good mood.
Br.manga
 

Girl with Green Eyes

Full of longing,
My ship was floating on the high seas,
But without seeing
Another mast on the way.
 
Today, at last,
I anchored in your harbor,
To your shore with green waters
I bound a bridge.
 
Chorus:
My love is a girl with green eyes,
But I know that in her eyes you can ceaseless believe.
A girl with green eyes will always be for me
Like a celebration of my soul.
 
When I look at her
I live a true dream.
To love, to be loved
It's so wonderful!
 
Today I found out
That longing can sometimes
To turn the nights into the mornings
And tears into flowers.
 
Chorus (x3):
My love is a girl with green eyes,
But I know that in her eyes you can ceaseless believe.
A girl with green eyes will always be for me
Like a celebration of my soul.
 

Pirin's Horo

Day is dawning, dear
come, the day is dawning
over the Pirin, dear
high above the Pirin, oh
 
The song has gathered
the young and old
in beautiful dress
with drawn pendars
 
And rounds the blue sky
hawkish bird
and listens, oh
the song of the Pirin, dear
 
And you, dear sisters,
Rila and Rodopa, oh
sings your brother
come, the Pirin sings
 
--
 
Pirin sings, oh my love
come, the Pirin sings
the mountain with a man's name
the song is twisting again, oh
 
Let him sing and play
let him dance, oh dear
let it listen oh,
the entire homeland!
 
Sing oh birds, sing oh pines,
sing, you proud people,
from up high, to the far
let it be heard
 
A song like this
cannot be held in the throat
sing my birth land
sing Pirin mountain!
 
A song like this
cannot be held in the throat
sing my birth land
sing Pirin mountain!
 

The Scene with a Cat

I went through the tunnel on three

Weeping is the moonlight

Versions: #1
“Turn your heart into an ocean1
And make it all mine” asked thou
Turned it into, handed it to thou
Beware, O love, don’t shed blood in the ocean
Beware, O love, don’t shed blood in the ocean
 
Asleep we were by a spring
Stole thy chalice the moon’s image in the water
Beware, O love, don’t shed blood in the ocean
 
Drank us from that sweet drink
Lotus became you

Overturned The Mountain

Versions: #1
Overturned the mountain
So buried two shepherds
So buried two shepherds
Two shepherds two fellows
 
Chorus:
So buried two shepherds
Two shepherds two fellows
 
First begs, release me
Waits for me first love
Second begs, release me
Waits for me elderly mother
 
Speaks the mountain
Ey you two shepherds
Lover grieves dawn to noon
Mother grieves until the grave
 
Chorus:
Mother grieves until the grave
 

Don't ask me

Maybe the pain never goes away...
People get used to it with time...
Maybe the wound never heals...
People don't see it when time pass...
 
Don't ask me how can one get used to it
Don't ask me how can you bear this...
People survive...
The life goes on, the time goes on...
Don't ask me I can't tell...
 
Maybe the heart never forgets...
Hides the pain in the dark...
Maybe people Never Forgive
Stay friends with life...
 
How does it Start how it ends
How it Light up how it Goes Down
How a sharp song
Goes through your heart
 
How do people forget
How do people get used to it
Don't ask me
I cant tell
 
Don't ask me how can one get used to it
Don't ask me how can you bear this...
People survive...
The life goes on, the time goes on...
Don't ask me I can't tell...
 

Feats

Dizziness at a jump
So many ways to lose
Fools will give in,
their childhood so far away
 
The road splits in two, I don't know If I can go back anymore
I've been so afraid and I can't find any more faith
 
Feats
Already erased from their maps
That block our exit
Alternative stances
And feats
Already erased from their maps
That block our exit
Alternative stances
 
Dizziness at a jump
Itching to run away
Your impact shall be vertical
Untie your string
 
The road splits in two, I don't know If I can go back anymore
And talk to me a little louder, so it goes deeper beneath our skin
 
Feats
Already erased from their maps
That block our exit
Alternative stances
And feats
Already erased from their maps
That block our exit
Alternative stances
 

Mistimed Jump

Be careful, say it quietly
If they hear us, they'll come after us
Such a perfect, such an innate complexity
There were so many signs that foresaw your storm
They're deluges, avalanches of simplicity
 
The saint's covered by their miracles
Everyone rings
Rings, rings, rings, rings
 
It can be over, you erased each footprint right after stepping
You dressed up like a legend in the end
Witnesses of this mistimed jump
It can be over, you erased each footprint upon stepping
You dressed up like a legend in the end
Witnesses of this mistimed jump
 
It spins backwards, it comes and goes, it breaks the compass
Thread and thimble, I don't know if they're here, or if they'll come
The saint's covered by their miracles
Everyone rings
Rings, rings, rings, rings
 
It can be over, you erased each footprint right after stepping
You dressed up like a legend in the end
Witnesses of this mistimed jump
It can be over, you erased each footprint upon stepping
You dressed up like a legend in the end
Witnesses of this mistimed jump
 
It can be over, you erased each footprint upon stepping
You dressed up like a legend in the end
Witnesses of this mistimed jump
 

Adieu, My Little Treasure

Adieu, my little treasure, I am now leaving this place
Unwillingly, out of must, I don't know what to do
But I still believe, that one day I will return
One way or another, I will love you as long as I live
You know, my rose, when, even if not that often
I used to play with you, even if not that often
My blood still boils for you, especially when wine ignites it
 
Long as I live, my dove, I will not forget you
I will never banish you from my mind, my mood
Wherever I go, I will talk about you
That is how much, I confess, I love you from all my heart
I yearn for you when I'm not next to you
I can't love anyone else, my rose, in your place
You also know this, you love it, you're fond of me as a person
 
How difficult it is for me to part with you
With whom I had such amusement from time to time
When I almost hadn't a sanctuary at your house
Neither a home with your beautiful self as I would've liked
This is the end of my poem, what do they call me?
The sorrowful-hearted, crying for his life
They call me myself, you, my rose, they call my little treasure
 

They Have Stolen My Heart

They have stolen my heart, I can feel it
I also know the one who'd stolen it
I am yours, I am your slave
I am your tied up prisoner, my darling
 
You are a fortunate and kind thief
But if you have now robbed me, don't leave me either
I am yours, I am your slave
I am your tied up prisoner, my darling
 
Who my heart had stolen
Left their own in its place
But they didn't leave it without sorrow
Because it has ignited the fire of my heart
 
So do not nurture, my heart, my suffering
Do not be happy, my treasure, about my death
Let me be amused instead
With you, I will celebrate how I want, my heart!
 

O, My Heart, What Are You Thinking Of?

Oh, my heart, what are you thinking of?
My violet, why don't you speak?
Rare is the wheat, rare
In which there isn't a knot
Rare is the love
In which there isn't a fault
More beautiful, better than myself
O, your heart will not find
O, your heart will not find
 

It Is Cloudy, It Has Gone Now

It is cloudy, it has gone now
The shining light of the sun
Come inside, my rose, come inside
I am by myself in here
You're not to leave my house
Until my three candles have burned down
 
In the forests, in the meadows
Little doves are singing
Come inside, my rose, come inside
I am by myself in here
You're not to leave my house
Until my three candles have burned down
 
But at the moment we
Continue doing our things differently
Come inside, my rose, come inside
I am by myself in here
You're not to leave my house
Until my three candles have burned down
 

The Turk and the Cows

Versions: #1
There was once a Turk, Mehemet
He had never seen cows before
Mehemet did not know either
What cows are like
 
Then, one time Mehemet
Saw a bunch of cows
I am Mehemet
We are the cows
 
Mehemet is surprised
At what cows are like
Mehemet is counting
How many kind of cows there are
 
Mehemet had counted
Three kinds of cows
White one, black one, and spotted one
Do not grab the cow's tail
 
Mehemet is surprised
By what cows are like
Mehemet did not know this
And the cows kicked him over
 

My Head, My Shoulder, My Knee, My Ankle

My head, my shoulder, my knee, my ankle
My knee, my ankle
My knee, my ankle
My head, my shoulder, my knee, my ankle
My eyes, my nose, my ears, my mouth