A keresés eredménye

Yes, life is all a quiz

Yes, life is all a quiz
And we play
And we replay
Because we don't give up
Until we win
 
Yes, life is all a quiz
And if you guess
How many emotions...
Because it's with the quiz
That they give us millions
Long live the televisions
 
Wait and hope
That then comes true
We hold high
Our flag
So compact
Towards the prizes we’ll march
And push and push
Then you’ll see we’ll win
 
Wait and hope
That then it comes true
That the night
Is not that black
We are all of us
Joyful and happy
We are a people
Of competitors
And to conquer
We’ll start the quiz
You have to win
And we will win
 
Italian night,
There’s a blue light
It is in every home
That the TV shines
And all around
Sitting and watching
In front of this new hearth
 
Father says to the son,
'Look here a bit
Just a tip
Is what I give you:
You, in life
Commands until
You shook in the hand
Your remote control'
 
Yes, life is all a quiz
And we dream
We fantasize
It's with the quiz
That we solve
The problems we have
 
Yes, life is all a quiz
Great occasions
Big emotions
'Cause it's with the quiz
That they give us millions
Long live the televisions
~ ~
'Cause it's with the quiz
That they give us millions
Long live the televisions,
Za za
 

The Clarinet

Put what you present to a girl and say, 'I sound good with the clarinet'
Put that she understands something else and immediately winks at you
Put that you are a pure artist and this thing certainly does not make a good impression
'The clarinet, that goes filù filù filù filà'
Put that she is not an artists and with music she has no pleasure:
The clarinet is brought down already
There is no emotion, no satisfaction to dream of playing the clarinet
It is an particular instrument that needs accompaniment
But where a small clarinet dreams of playing with a jazz clarinet
To make a few pieces, to make this filù filù filù filà
I look for it like this beautiful Titina looks for a little guitar to make some swing
While the clarinet sping . . .born like this out of the blues
A-hum! A-hum! A-hum!... A-hum! A-hum! A-hum!
Without the little guitar you're not able to miss a sveltina in do C
So how do I some filù filù filù filà
I look for it like this beautiful Titina looks for a little guitar to make some swing
While the clarinet sping . . .born like this out of the blues
I look for it like this beautiful Titina looks for a little guitar to make some swing
While the clarinet sping . . .born like this out of the blues