A keresés eredménye

When You Come Back

When you come back once again...
 
When you come back once again,
I swear this on my love:
I shall give you that poem
That your mouth inspired me to write!
 
And, if you never return,
Please, do not write to me...
I shall never write to you,
Even if the pain kills me!
 
In the magic of dreams,
Your eyes will ever be present
And, in my old notebook,
An unfinished kiss shall remain...
 
And I, just as lonely as before,
I'll scrunch up in my hands
The handkerchief of your farewell

The* Muxhe

The muxhe painted
their lips once,1
strolling by, strolling by,
dressed as a woman.
 
But I don't want you to speak anymore2
if you'd like, I won't say it,
when [it's] in a night of oblivion
[that] we will go to dance.
 
Oh, my life
might already know,
oh, my life,
[that you] dress like a woman.
 
The muxhe painted
their mouth again
and they walked with the wind,
dressed as a woman.
 
Don't say anything else to me,
if you want I won't say it, no,
into a night of oblivion
we will go to dance.
 
Oh, my life, life
must already know
that my darling, darling
dresses like a woman.
 

• 1. lit. 'The muxhe applied [lipstick] to their lips', the 'once' is the 'application' of said lipstick.
• 2. lit. 'But I don't want you to say more [than you already have]'.

Don't Look For Me

Don't look for me in my hideaways,
If you love me.
Don't be jealous, the winters are gloomy
Wherever you go.
Don't look for me in my wrathful lyrics,
I'm hurting now.
And don't believe I live in the sounds,
I just forget.
 
Don't look for me this winter,
In the image of me you've painted.
Don't look for me again in the single ones,
It's the first time I've lost it.
Don't look for me in big fears,
Only in small, full-of-shame ones.
Don't look for me by asking others,
Just follow the tired, silent ones.
 
Don't look for me in the terror of the crowd,
If I matter to you.
Don't fight it, because they are not afraid at all
Don't look at them.
Only steal your old dreams
And protect them
And believe it's worth it when I break
Laugh for me
 
Don't look for me this winter
In the image of me you've painted.
Don't look for me again in the single ones,
It's the first time I've lost it.
Don't look for me in big fears,
Only in small, full-of-shame ones.
Don't look for me by asking others,
Just follow the tired, silent ones.
 

A Madrigal

How beautiful is the morning sun
On returning from the capital.
Oh, how pretty my Susana looks
When she is running through the wheatfield.
 
You can see the hill and the bridge now
And my dog comes to meet me,
The plow is left waiting
Because the oxen don't want to work.
 
The smoke from my little shack
Has spread all over the wheatfield
And in back you can see the little brook
That usually lulls me every afternoon.
 
You can see the hill and the bridge now
And my dog comes to meet me,
The plow is left waiting
Because the oxen do not want to work.
 
The smoke from my little shack
Has spread all over the wheatfield
And in back you can see the little brook
That usually lulls me every afternoon. (2Xs)
 

You Will See

With great sacrifice I let you go,
my eyes bleeding from crying so much,
two years of waiting seemed like a thousand,
but when you come back, no, you are not leaving.
 
You sill see how I am going to love you,
You will see how I am going to kiss you,
You will see how with my trills,
I will make you so happy.
 
You will see how I am going to love you,
with the craziest and most heartfelt passion,
come back, by God I am dying
just for you.
 
You will see how I am going to love you,
You will see how I am going to kiss you,
You will see how with my trills,
I will make you so happy.
 
You will see how I am going to love you,
With the craziest and most heartfelt passion,
Come back, by God I am dying
just for you,
just for you,
just for you.
 

Irreparable

A nod, a couple of clacks of jaw to many
and no advice would have helped.
We sensed a trap in a foreign court
and the courtyard was left without it's jesters.
 
Laa-laa-laa-lallallaa
 
And the speech chair, it would have stood empty
if it weren't for the stingy delusional man.
It said: 'For them, nothing is sacred!'
He talked about us - pink, flaccid and dull.
 
Laa-laa-laa-lallallaa
 
New generation - it comes like hail
That soon melts all over [1]
It is time to choose, yes, time to see the difference
We will not make corrections to this song
We will not make corrections to this song
We will not make corrections to this song
We will not make corrections to this song
 

An ending written on the door

Yesterday, in my neighborhood, everyone was talking about George
Who wrote ''the end'' on his door and then hung himself.
There were, as they say, a thousand reasons that pushed him.
He didn't talk to anyone, but he shared this with everyone.
He owed money to banks for his children to study,
He hadn't paid taxes, his utilies were shut off.
He lost his job after 25 years,
His house and land in the village were foreclosed.
Yesterday, in our neighborhood fears approached once more.
It smelled of blood but the crows crouched.
Now you care neighbor? And it affects you?
You found yourself only steps away from death.
Go on, pass by, if you have the guts, motherfucker,
Υοur prosperity turned into an illegal concentration of riches tonight.
I wanna hear from you now, since you know everything,
But you hadn't guessed this though.
George caught you off guard, c*nts.
Go make up elegies now.
Share big excuses,
Cover this hunting with words again.
George loved this neighborhood,
Now he has left his wife and children here.
He didn't burden any one of you with his problems.
But he wrote you an ending, so you can look at it from far away.
 

The Witch

Frollo:
Careful,
She's a stranger
She's a gypsy, she's a witch
A dog
A wild cat
That drags your feet
Along the hard pavement
A deadly sin, if you see her
I could imprison her
To avoid greater evil
To the blessed souls of those faithful to Notre Dame
The two of us
We'll follow her along the streets
And we'll detain her
Then we'll imprison her in the tower
And we'll teach her
The religion of Jesus Christ
And the Virgin Mary
 
Quasimodo:
You can ask me for
Good and bad
And I will do it for you
What you'll ask for
You know that
What you'll ask for
I'll do it for you
I'll do it for you