A keresés eredménye oldal 2

I want you free

I want you free,
free and with love,
free from the shadows
but not from the sun.
 
I want you free
like how I lived you,
free from other worries
and free from me.
 
Freedom has a clear soul
and only sings when it beats its wings.
It flies and it sings, freedom.
Freedom was born without owner
and who am I to fill up its every dream.
 
I want you free
and with good faith,
so that you may lead
your precious thirst.
 
I want you free,
free from truth,
free like the dream
of freedom.
 
Freedom has a clear soul
and only sings when it beats its wings.
It flies and sings, freedom.
Freedom was born without owner
and who am I to fill up its every dream.
 
I want you free
like how I lived you,
free from other worries
and free from me.
 

Story of the Chairs

At the edge of the road there is a chair,
thievery prowls around that place.
The friend's coat is laid aside,
the friend does not sit down to rest.
His shoes, worn down, are mirrors
that burn his throat with the sun.1
And through his fatigue an old man goes by
who dries, with his shadow, the sweat.
 
At the tip of love the friend travels,
to the sharpest point that there is to see.
That same point that digs into the ground,
into the ruins, into a woman's trail.
That is why he is a soldier and a lover,
that is why he is wood and he is metal.
That is why the same one plants roses,
as well as reasons for flags and arsenal.
 
The one who has a song will have a storm
The one who has company, loneliness.
The one who follows a good path will have
dangerous chairs that invite him to stop.
But the song is worth a good storm,
and the company is worth the loneliness.
The agony of haste is always worth it,
even if the truth is filled with chairs.
 

• 1. shoes that reflect the sun is a metaphor for saying he is thirsty

And nothing more

This strange evening,
through my window,
brings the old breeze
of morning.
 
There is nothing here:
Only a few days that are willing to pass,
Only an evening that allows to breath
A little moment huge in life.
Then see the reality and nothing more.
 
And nothing more.
 
Now it seems to me as if
I have lived
For many centuries
Through old paths
 
There is nothing here:
Only a few days that are willing to pass,
Only an evening that allows to breath
A little moment huge in life.
Then see the reality and nothing more.
 
And nothing more.
 

Winter Song

It's a cold day and you arrive at home
You come in the afternoon sad on a Thursday.
The furniture, your dog, and millions of eyes
are, like always, waiting for your return,
you sense that nothing has changed.
The same thing awaits you, the dream has passed.
 
You gather your hair, so free in the afternoon,
Maybe because someone never saw it imprisoned
You sit and eat dinner, and all the blame
Weighs you down more than your strengths,
And your eyes struggle in this crazy afternoon
Until you are weak and cover your mouth.
 
When everything passes you think you are safe,
while, with your hours, you stir up ashes.
Inside you feel forbidden passions
You don't mind lying to feel happy,
Until a wish gets into your bed.
But, what are you thinking? --you cover your chest.
 
But you need to look good with everything
--everything that isn't good with yourself.
The anxiety is the price of being yourself:
Better to be happy like our parents
And make pity an eternal love.
Until, at last, winter covers you.
 

The painter of women and suns

The painter of women and suns
abandoning himself with a stubborn clarity
made his last voyage, already very much alone
over the Atlantic
and was buried when he arrived.
The painter, brilliant as the moon,
with his long hair, and his beard encrusted with dust,
spit cancer from a painting
and set the date of his farewell.
 
And he kept on loving
even though he was not loved, perhaps, not as a human being
And he kept on learning
the path of solitude at every moment
And he left in the company of mysterious beings
with his long hair and his beard encrusted with dust,
crying out over their souls
while the pious ones made the sign of the cross.
And he had no churches,
but there were something like altars to love
among his canvases.
And in this fantastical world, he went communing
on his way to the Universe.
 
The painter of streaming light
inscribed his final marks
in sorrow and despair.
And left what remained to his friends,
asking them only for a wall to hang it on.
 

Rád gondolok

Csak egy dal, közös dal, amit hallani fogok.
Visszahozza az emlékeket,
amikor itt voltál.
A mosolyodat, gondtalan nevetésedet.
Csókodat, az az utáni pillanatokat.
Rád gondolok,
rád gondolok,
rád gondolok.
 
Az álmokat, amiket közösen álmodtunk.
A szerelmet, amiről megfogadtuk, sosem múlik el,
és ami úgy olvad, mint hópihe a napon.
A napjaim most véget érnek, ahogy elkezdődtek
a rólad szóló gondolatokkal.
Rád gondolok,
és rád gondolok.
 
Sétáltam veled az utcán,
látva, ahogy mások ugyanezt teszik.
Most ezek a gondolatok kísértenek,
hogy mennyire teljes volt az életem.
És most, hogy nem vagyunk együtt,
hallom a dalt, amely összetöri a szívemet.
És rád gondolok,
rád gondolok,
rád gondolok,
rád gondolok,
rád, igen.
 

como imaginar

como imaginar que la vida sigue igual
como si tus pasaso ya no cruzan el portal
como pretender esta realidad
como si hasta ayer brillaba el cielo en to mirar
como consolar al rosa y el jamine
como si tu risa ya no oye en el jardin
como he de mentirler que manana volveras
como despeertar si tu no estas
como consolar al roasa y el jamine
comomsi tu risa ya no oye en el jardin
como he de mentirler que manana volveras
como despertar si tu no estas
 
 

Holy god

I need a drum and a kerchief for dancing,
a bonfire as a friend, and a night to love,
I need the forgiveness, and the time slipping by,
to take away my sorrows for me to forget.
 
Ae, ae, a woman to be good,
to have a good heart and to be my whole life,
Ae, ae, a woman to love me,
to fill me with illusions of summer and spring.
 
Let it be a love, to put my loneliness away,
a good partner to give me happiness,
let it be a love, all pure and loyal,
where my whole life is there to party.
 
Oh Holy God, get her down from heaven!
Years pass by and I still wait for her.
 
I look for her behind the door, I look through the crystal,
and she still doesn't come, I can't find her.
 
I look for her in the streets and in the sand
and difficulties can't stop coming.
 
Oh Holy God...heaven...by...
and I still wait for her.
 
How much I love you, how much I take you,
how much I feel you, I see you in me.
How much I love you, how much I take you,
how much I feel you, I see you in me.
 
Get down one of those who loves me,
get down one of those who adores me,
get down one of those, when you can,
so she falls in love with me
 
One of those who loves me,
one of those who adores me,
get her down when you can,
so she falls in love with me
 

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The party

People are coming to the ball
people are coming to the ball
and all those who come alone
start to look for a couple
some women say yes
some women say no
some women say yes
some women say no
and shortly after
the one that didn't dance
starts to move
and shortly after
she grabs to the ugliest
with mad pleasure
 
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
 
Esta noche vamos a tener una fiesta
El ritmo está lleno en todos
El compás se ha puesto apasionante
Bailemos, la música espera
Hagan lo que quieran
Bailen hasta el amanecer
Si buscan romance
Se que también lo encontrarán
 
Vengan todos y tomen una decisión que nunca lamentarán
Vengan todos y vengan a una fiesta que nunca olvidarán
 
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
 
Don't put the hand in the shoulder
don't look at me with deceit
what you gotta do is sing to me
la la la la la la la
 
If you look for charming
don't waste your time in words
what you gotta do is kiss
and then la la la la la la la
 
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
 
Come everybody change your couple, vamos
 
Come over (come over here)
a little more (come over here)
come over (come over here)
a little more (come over here)
 
The party
The party
Baila, baila, toda la noche
May the party never stop
Baila, baila, toda la noche
Vengan bailen mi ritmo
Baila, baila, toda la noche
Take the party night
Baila, baila, toda la noche
¡Vengan chicas!
 
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
Bailemos al ritmo, muevan los pies
(vengan todos, sientan el compás)
 
Don't put the hand in the shoulder
don't look at me with deceit
what you gotta do is sing to me
la la la la la la la
 
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
How good is the party mom
(come over here boy)
 

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Mouth, sweet mouth

I know there's something beyond
that has me half out of control
more than your skin, more than your charm,
more than the fury I'm loving you with.
 
I know there's something you give to me
river water, soft breeze, sea and field.
More than finding myself caught in your lips,
there's something in you that is reaching very deep.
 
It's your sweet mouth, cane syrup.
Mouth, sweet mouth, your chalice and my trap.
Mouth, sweet mouth, cane syrup.
Mouth, sweet mouth, your chalice and my trap.
 
Mouth, sweet mouth. That tempts me and teases me.
 
Mouth, like honey jug.
Mouth that wants to drive me crazy.
 
You don't have to invent anymore,
Because in your mouth I don't rule my acts.
 
More than saying what I am in your arms
is this flame that burns me and I like so much.
 

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Jealous

If you're not with me, nothing matters,
living without seeing you is dying.
If you're not with me, there's sadness,
and the sunlight doesn't shine the same.
 
Without your love, jealousy consume me,
and fear doesn't let me sleep.
Tell me, what should I do my dear,
without your love I'll go crazy.
 
Without your love, jealousy consume me,
and fear doesn't let me sleep.
Tell me, what should I do my dear,
without your love I'll go crazy.
 

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Wanted

Wanted,
his name Jesus of Nazareth,
33 years old, Jewish origin,
Carpenter,
 
He's accused of preaching the truth,
of calling himself son of God,
Of teaching to love the neighbour like oneself.
Reward, salvation and endless life
if you find him follow his steps.
 
Jesus loves you in spirit and truth
look for him, look for him
And you'll see in the end, you'll find peace
and everything will change... (x2)
 
People don't know, don't know where are they going...
guide them My Lord...
Show them the way
Truth and love,
listen to who claim his forgiveness...
Only you can help us...
Touching our poor heart...
To be able to feel, the need
of believing in you lord, ho, ho, ho, ho,...
 
Jesus loves you in spirit and truth
look for him, look for him
And you'll see in the end, you'll find peace
and everything will change... (x2)
 
People don't know, don't know where are they going...
guide them My Lord...
Show them the way truth and love,
listen to who claim his forgiveness...
ho, ho, ho, ho,...
 
Jesus loves you in spirit and truth
look for him, look for him
And you'll see in the end, you'll find peace
and everything will change... (x2)
 

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I'd have to cry for you

In a stupid way
you mocked me
In a stupid way
you lughed at me
in my face
before my eyes
with a very close friend
it seems that you didn't mind at all
 
I'd have to cry for you
and I laugh madly
I'd have to cry for you
and I have no tears at all
you've thrown our love by th window
And I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh
 
I'd have to cry for you
and I laugh madly
I'd have to cry for you
and I have no tears at all
you've thrown our love by th window
And I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh
 
In a comic way
you behaved with me
In a comic way
destiny behaved
I didn't expect it
it looks like I'm a fool
life has gambles
where some lose and some win
 
I'd have to cry for you
and I laugh madly
I'd have to cry for you
and I have no tears at all
you've thrown our love by th window
And I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh
 
I'd have to cry for you
and I laugh madly
I'd have to cry for you
and I have no tears at all
you've thrown our love by th window
And I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh I laugh
 

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From head to toe

Leave the lights on, I want to see you naked
there's no hurry now and I'll love you from head to toe
inch by inch, kiss by kiss like that... how I imagined
both in silence, tangled in the bed.
 
I dreamed of this moment for so long
but this is the greatest, I'm getting into your body
I feel your breast shaking and your belly like fire
we're both trembling of passion and delirium, of love and desire.
 
Hold me! Squeeze me!
Caress me... and kiss me
let your skin and mine be melted
I want to love you over and over and over again.
Hold me! Squeeze me!
Caress me... and kiss me.
I want to drink in the sea of your body
until the last drop of love and pleasure.
 
Once again I caress you while your skin trembles
and the instinct wakes up and again I want to possess you.
I feel your breast shaking and your belly like fire
we're both trembling of passion and delirium, of love and desire.
 

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Owner of nothing

I am not the one who makes you happier
and occupies a special place in your life
I am not the one who makes you dream of the moon
and see cristal drops in the rain
 
I am not the one you call 'my owner'
I am just a dog that you make jump,
And you look for when you feel like
having a man who makes you really feel
 
Owner of you, owner of what? owner of nothing
A harlequin who makes your soulless body tremble
Owner of air and the reflection of the moon on the water
 
Owner of nothing, owner of nothing
 
I am not the one who always shares your life,
pains and laughs and your reality
I am not the one who spends sleepless nights
when your sadness perturbs your home
 

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I am guilty

Stare at my eyes
And check for yourself that I say
The truth you always wanted
To hear love of my lips
 
I don't fool you by apologizing
For the harm I could cause to you
Don't turn around looking for a guilty
I am guilty
 
For having you forgotten
For letting the love die
For refusing my hand to you
I am guilty
 
Stare at my eyes
And try to understand me
It's not you only who loses
This hit hurts us both
 
But I don't lack the bravery
But I never stayed quiet before anyone
Please don't feel guilty
I am guilty
 

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Darling sweetheart

Darling sweetheart
I am tempted by a kiss
that is lit in the heat
of our great love, my love
 
I want to be a single being
a being with you
I want to see you in my desires
To dream
 
Of the sweet sensation
of a nibbiling kiss I would like
darling sweetheart
to tell you of my passion for you
 
Partners in the good and the bad
not even the years can weigh us down
darling sweetheart
you will be my love
 

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Grab yourselves by the hand

If you want to come with me
to the land of the flowers
if you want to look for loves
of the ones that truly love
don't let me go
with the empty heart
don't wait for the cold
to start searching
for the warmth of a good friend
who talks to you and loves you
may a sincere word
silence the pains.
 
Grab yourselves by the hand
one another with me
grab yourselves by the hand
if you found your friend
together we can reach
to where we never been
together we can reach
join your hands with me
 
If you want to get inside
of the music and the party
there's something that costs nothing
nothing has to wait
to raise the soul
to lose the sense
and to forget with me
the things that make people cry
to knock on the door
where happiness lives
may everything you wanted
you can find soon
 

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Time is slipping by

Only once your life you can live it
and you can enjoy it only once,
there are moments left in oblivion,
coming later is no longer to come,
we can't wake up when the day
is getting so close to die,
the time to love is today
and we must love at the time,
because time,
 
is slipping by honey
slipping like water flowing
slipping by honey
and we just can't avoid it
and the clock never turns back time,
you won't have time to change your mind
think it well honey
because time is slipping by,
slipping by,
 
Life spreads out in front of you baby,
if you want to reach you must hurry up,
the time to start is not to delay it,
do it now or you'll never catch it up,
for tomorrow don't you wait
what it brings is never right,
the time to love is today
and we must love at the time,
because time,
 
is slipping by honey
slipping like water flowing
slipping by honey
and we just can't avoid it
and you know that the clock never turns back time,
you won't have time to change your mind
think it well honey
because time is slipping by,
slipping by,
 
is slipping by honey
slipping like water flowing
slipping by honey
and we just can't avoid it
and you know that the clock never turns back time,
you won't have time to change your mind
think it well honey
because time is slipping by,
slipping by,
 
and the love honey, is slipping by honey,
and you know that the clock never turns back time,
you won't have time to change your mind
think it well honey
because time is slipping by,
slipping by,
slipping by honey,
slipping by honey.
 

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Streak of Moon

White streak of Moon,
descend now, illuminate
the hours of sorrow
that darken my life.
 
Descend in the clear wave
of your peaceful blaze
and shatter yourself in my bosom
where the pain is harbored.
my damp gazes
are fixed only in you,
and a mysterious longing
consumes my soul.
 
To the glimmer of your blaze,
from the indecisive mind
leisurely visions
extend themselves and caress me,
and with your icy kisses,
with a languid smile,
they speak to me of my dreams
and soon dissipate themselves.
 
White streak of Moon,
descend now, illuminate
the night of the sad people
that for love breathe.
 

What really matters

Versions: #1#2
What matters least are all the secrets
that I sense, smell or touch and I always respect you.
What matters least is that I never have too much of you,
that your love enriches me, while it makes me poorer.
What matters least is that your feelings
aren't in harmony with my rebirth
What matters least is long solitude
What matters least is how much heart.
 
(Chorus)
What matters least is my reason
What matters least is even your nevermore
as long as I can sing my love
attempting to catch
the words that tell what really matters
 
Amorous, in a way that doesn't smear
in verse and melody I appeal to revenge
My spite will kiss your life
whether you are the loneliest or the most loved
Wherever you jump or turn around,
there, will be a second of me for you to sigh it up
Is the pledge of long loneliness
is the pledge of how much heart.
 
(Chorus)
 
Little bird, dolphin of my two roses,
scare away the hits and not the butterfly
Exercise your dance on my waist,
incomparable scent, oh bread of my madness
With your body dressed by my hands,
I’ll make up a new childhood by the sea.
From across the sea I’m telling you this in solitude,
from across the sea, a heart is launching it to you.
 
(Chorus)