A keresés eredménye

Farewell, yellow-furred dog

Humbly crying in the corner
Little miserable dog
There's some sorrow weighing down him
Why's then crying little dog?
 
Has then someone hurt her badly
that so sad is doggy's mood.
Or has someone left alone her
Someone dear in way of life.
 
'Oh farewell, yellow-furred dog!'
You did say, about to go.
'Oh farewell, yellow-furred dog!'
you did say and then you went.
 
In the corner now yellow-furred doggy
Teartrop's shining in front of her snout
Sitting, barking, for you still calling
Why you don't come, oh why you don't come now?
 
You left at night, when all around was darkness.
Little friend asleep near to your bed.
You went, the door slamming close but terribly,
Now eyes of the puppy are wet.
 
'Oh, farewell, yellow-furred dog!'
You did say, about to go.
'Oh, farewell, yellow-furred dog!'
you did say and then you went.
 

Where will the morning come

Why did we meet in the first place
If our lives will just be apart in the end
The day which was so beautiful
When you left, why was its life become gloomy
 
The morning became displeased
What is with you
Only leaves tears
If he will come back
I will long for that time and place
 
Will he come with you
Will I ever meet you
But I am worried
If you still love me
 
Whatever obstacle
You will stay really precious to me
There is still morning in the end
If he did not carry you
This is lifeless
 
Will he come with you
Will I ever meet you
But I am worried
If you still love me
 
Whatever obstacle
You will stay really precious to me
There is still morning in the end
If he did not carry you
This is lifeless
This is lifeless
 

Bad or Good

There are tracks down
Can you hear it?
The wind that is touching your hand
Only a memory brings us closer together
 
Exactly right
That's how it started
You grab a hand that's still unknown
When the wind cools down, then you can see the stars
 
Because not everything is so
It's only black and white
Ahead of us
 
But I can see
The colours, the colours all around
And ahead
 
I'll tell you an answer
So that you know
(listen up now, you listen up now)
It's not only bad and good
(listen up now, you listen up now)
 
Because everything is long gone, forgotten
It's been left, written into oblivion
So that you know
It's neither bad nor good
 
You are like the Earth
I'm being pulled to you
And from the clouds, there could be a golden oasis
Where will we meet up at when the clock strikes twelve?
 
Because not everything is so
 

Szia! Meghalunk!

A kő finom szemcsékké és porrá robbant,
az ég pedig kettészakadt alant
és a nap árnyasan felbőgött a végtelenből a végtelenségbe,
Szia! Meghalunk!
Ezalatt a kisidő alatt, mikor kiáltalak,mikor te kiáltsz engem
és még forgolódunk,
szólok csak hozzád, csak annyit mondok neked,
Szia! Meghalunk!
 

Tree of wishes

Inside every dream,
the thoughts have their own power
in which with yearnings
you have to guess
what the land awaits.
 
On the tree of wishes there are already blossoms,
tells the wind.
So big is the dream,
your courage impels it.
 
In a childhood fairy tale,
when you drink from a well of fortune
you create your own destiny.
Your wish is not impossible,
you know and see that.
 
On the tree of wishes there are already blossoms,
tells the wind.
So big is the dream,
your courage impels it.
 
Then I invite you
to a secret garden before the storm.
The dream protects us,
and the most beautiful joy it is.
 
In thoughts as in feelings,
you create your path.
In thoughts, in your thoughts,
you make your own truths like that.
 
On the tree of wishes there are already blossoms,
tells the wind.
So big is the dream,
your courage impels it.
 
Then I invite you
to a secret garden before the storm.
The dream protects us,
and the most beautiful joy it is.
 
Then I invite you
to a secret garden before the storm.
On the tree of wishes there are already blossoms,
says the wind.
 

Dear My Friend

How are you doing?
Tokyo is cold as always but
Other than that, there are no complaints
Do the nights get this cold over at your side?
 
Those days when the two of us were rushing down the Kōshū Kaidō in the dead of night
Every minute, every second this body grows older
but my heart is still stuck in that time
 
What was I supposed to do back then?
What should friends do at times like that?
There’s no right or wrong answer so I should’ve just done something
But all I did was watch
 
Sorry isn’t right
Thank you isn’t right either
So the result is just growing silence
But this time for sure, I want to do something
So I’m writing this letter
 
Dear My Friend
Oh My Friend
What are you feeling right now?
If there was no desire in this world
Then nobody would need to suffer
Dear My Friend
Oh My Friend
Why did it have to turn out like this?
What do you see in the sky of Tokyo?
 
Now and then, I play in my dreams till morning
Acting like I did when I was a kid
Even when I wake up, I still remember them a bit
There’s no time, so I leave the house quickly
 
The things you taught me
The things you told me about living in this city
You'll be tripped up if you give them the chance
How far do we have left before it all pays off?
 
It’s easy to go and see you
It’s my decision to not go and see you
Without fail, every live show I will put on that double chrome and go out there
 
Maybe no-one will understand this but
There are things that haven’t changed
So that’s why this letter is riding along the radio waves
It will reach you, I hope
 
Dear My Friend
Oh My Friend
What are you feeling right now?
If there was no desire in this world
Then nobody would need to suffer
Dear My Friend
Oh My Friend
Why did it have to turn out like this?
What do you see in the sky of Tokyo?
 
Dear My Friend
Oh My Friend
What are you feeling right now?
If there was no desire in this world
Then nobody would need to suffer
Dear My Friend
Oh My Friend
Why did it have to turn out like this?
What do you see in the sky of Tokyo?
 

Those about to die bid farewell

The soul will be fetched
Guts will be torn out
Blood will now flow
The corpse-feast follows
Forgiveness and grace
Are no longer found here
The animal takes the lives
And never again yields them
 
Those about to die bid farewell
The doomed one greets you
Those about to die bid farewell
He devours your face
Those about to die bid farewell
 
The battlefield of honor
It is filled with death
Bodies broken
The sand is turned red
Skewered on lances
The bodies are strung
Bring death and not grace
Because only the Lord forgives.
 
Those about to die bid farewell
The doomed one greets you
Those about to die bid farewell
He devours your face
Those about to die bid farewell
Those about to die bid farewell
The doomed one greets you
Those about to die bid farewell
He devours your face
Those about to die bid farewell
He devours your face
Those about to die bid farewell
 

Salute

This my tribute, this is my story
A legend that the world should know
A salutation, worthy of commemoration
A gratitude that you were born
 
Unbelievable, the're like a superhero
They face every challenge, some of which are no joke
They have a mission so they go head on fearless
Lives that rely on their dream
 
Like a movie, action, adventure, drama
There's some comedy, love story for the commonfolk
Started from nothing, you thought it's over then,
It's revealed they're the hero leaving folks speechless1
 
In shouting, yelling, celebration
The world's left wondering, a unique occasion
Raise your hand and yell a 'hey' (hey)
This is your day, the Filipino hero
 
We salute
The heroes that exhibit their skills in this league of life
We salute
The champions, the greats who never give up, never hesitates
We salute
 
With inspiration, additional power
Thanks to you choose the right path
We salute
We salute you all, salute
 
No plan to give up, no plan to fall apart
Only success, they give nothing but their whole heart
Faced every wall, even abuse
Remains faithful to their dream until they gain fame
 
The positive life is an aggresive one
That's why they're hailed Filipino Heroes
Heads high even if snub-nosed2, didn't fail, get confused, or stopped
 
Now the critics are all silent
They now say that same words as you do
Until they became trending, garnered many likes, will never be forgotten
Front page, headlines, they will be talk of the town
 
We gather for hope, a hope that never runs out
They gave it all, until the very end
Alive and well, neverending
Victory
 
We salute
The heroes that exhibit their skills in this league of life
We salute
The champions, the greats who never give up, never hesitates
We salute
 
With inspiration, additional power
Thanks to you choose the right path
We salute
We salute you all, salute
 
They say there's no hope but they fight on
They say it's impossible but they did not fear
They say it's hard but the pursued
So that's why now they just let them be
 
When they retreated, they pushed forward
When they fell, they didn't get drowned
They learn how to work in the water of faith
God serves as their charm so that's why they can do it all
 
We salute
When I grow up I like to be like you
We salute
We take pride in you to the whole world
 
We salute
You're the reason why I will not give up
We salute
Sincerely thanking you, you're a legend
 
We salute
The heroes that exhibit their skills in this league of life
We salute
The champions, the greats who never give up, never hesitates
We salute
 
With inspiration, additional power
Thanks to you choose the right path
We salute
We salute you all, salute
 

• 1. 'paos' means someone who has hoarse voice
• 2. A common stereotypical feature of someone who is ethnic Filipino.

Pashalik of Belgrade

Pashalik of Belgrade
Only eats onion
That's what is their fate
Serbia became smaller...
 
Serbian daddy has a pig
That doesn't shave
All of her hair fell off
During the hard labor
That's Šešelj, the son of a bitch
While he was in prison
He got hard wounds
On his anus
 
Serbia, Misery
They robbed my plain, and i will slaughter them
 
Serbia, a wild mountain
Wheat doesn't sew
We will take ''Vojvodina''
May comrade Tito fuck them
Their main food is corn
City Of Prince Lazar
Heavy diarrhea occured
From all that brotherhood.
 
''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)

Szia

Szia, megint én
szia, hogy vagy
hosszú volt
messze az otthontól, gondoltam rád
 
Túl sokat bolyongtam
fáradt vagyok
kérek egy kávét
valamit elmondok
 
Volt egyszer valaki
akit jól ismersz
messze ment
elveszett, visszajött
 
Szia, megint én
szia, hogy vagy
hosszú volt
messze az otthontól, gondoltam rád
 
Tudod, megváltoztam
gondolkodtam
rólad, magamról, magunkról
bolond gondolatok, de hát őrült vagyok
 
Nincs már mit mondanod
csak emlék vagyok
talán nem túl konok
soha semmit neked már nem mondok
 
Szia, megint én
szia, hogy vagy
hosszú volt
messze az otthontól, gondoltam rád
 

At that black shawl

At that black shawl (or scarf) (see my comments)
I was loving with sweetness
A young girl
With dense hair
With big black eyes
And red cheeked face
And red cheeked face....
And an elegant body
 
One day
I invited to eat
Some good friends
Which I was talking to
I was feeling to good
I was feeling happy
About unhappiness
I wasn't even thinking
 
I was feeling too good
When I was sitting near her
Without realising
That she was loving someone else
And right then with ease
She was beliving in love
And unhappiness
She wasn't even knowing about