A keresés eredménye

The Road's Angel

White stars in the black water,
And the sound of fire.
And yet again the moon is grief-stricken,
As the sun saddles a horse.
And I cannot wait 'til day,
I'll leave now, so give me a blessing!
 
Uneasy winds,
Like the road's angel,
Standing at your doorstep,
With no time left.
I'll open my doors,
And there beyond the mountain,
I will be in the sky,
[And] I'll see you again.
 
Beyond the horizon are alien lands,
That only the clouds know of.
The morning rays strike,
As the river tends to the sea.
And I cannot wait 'til day.
I'll leave now, so give me a blessing!
 
Uneasy winds,
Like the road's angel,
Standing at your doorstep,
With no time left.
I'll open my doors,
And there beyond the mountain,
I will be in the sky,
[And] I'll see you again.
 
Your eyes don't lie, but a tear burns on my cheek,
Save me from woe, lose my scent,
I want answers, I'm charging into the light.
 
Tomorrow I'll be long-gone,
So wish me luck on my journey.
Let me hit the road, it won't be easy,
So let my heart free.
And I cannot wait 'til day.
I'll leave now, so give me a blessing!
 
Uneasy winds,
Like the road's angel,
Standing at your doorstep,
With no time left.
I'll open my doors,
And there beyond the mountain,
I will be in the sky,
[And] I'll see you again.
 

The love of mine lives on the fifth floor

Versions: #1
It's the house, the same old house, we know each other well,
It thinks that I am nuts,
'He's here again to stand all night, to stay awake, to wait',
Under the cover of the night, I am looking up there where you are,
There is no higher height,
The streets are empty, the bridges are down, and (it's) only the cats (that) keep me company,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor, (which is) so close to the moon,
The love of mine must be asleep by now - sweet dreams, my love,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor...
 
The house is wrapped in silence, it's only the rain up above,
It might suggest it's time (for me) to go (back) home,
Well, I don't care about the rain and the night, but I really should figure out
Why I am standing here, what am I waiting for,
The streets are empty, the bridges are down, and (it's) only the cats (that) keep me company,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor, (which is) so close to the moon,
The love of mine must be asleep by now - sweet dreams, my love,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor...
 
It's getting to four a.m. (already), the moonlight has been turned off a while ago
It's time to weigh anchor
The day won't be enough for me again, but soon the city will turn its lights on
And the coming midnight will be the saviour of mine -
And I'll be here again to stand all night, to stay awake, to dream, to wait...
 
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor, (which is) so close to the moon,
The love of mine must be asleep by now - sweet dreams, my love,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor...
 
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor, (which is) so close to the moon,
The love of mine must be asleep by now - sweet dreams, my love,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor,
The love of mine lives on the fifth floor...
 

Just don't take my guitar

I give all my wealth to you alone
I give you everything under the moon
And the cherished moment of dawn
Believe me I am talking seriously
I give everything only to you
 
Take it, I'm not going to begrudge you
All the oceans, miles and shoals
The meridians and parallels
That is my gift
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
 
I give you every miracle of the world
I give you them, but the seas and sky are still as vast as ever
I give you this and I'm sorry for nothing
I consider myself to be a fabulously wealthy
 
Take it, I'm not going to begrudge you
All the oceans, miles and shoals
The meridians and parallels
That is my gift
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
 
How many times have I asked you not to take my guitar?
What can't you understand?
 
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
 
Believe me, you aren't meant to do it
Though it's hard to accept
I'll give you the whole world but with a minor reservation
I give you all that with one condition
That we don't talk about my guitar anymore
 
And I won't begrudge you
The distant countries and oceans
The roar of hurricanes, the wind and fog
Stills and storms, the coral reef
Big fishes and pelicans
That is my gift
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
But just don't take my guitar!
 
Please, don't take my guitar!
Don't take my guitar!
Just don't take my guitar...
 

Down the stream

1. In the gorge where the moon rests by day
And black rocks are like a wall
Away from roads
A creek runs rapidly
Over stones.
And is it a really big trouble -
To rush all the time to who knows where?
It's enough to know you need to run -
That's the whole point of water.
Birds above are singing about something
And there's nobody.
Only elks and foxes
Come here to drink.
 
Down the stream (x3)
 
Water runs, polishing backs of stones.
 
Down the stream (x3)
 
I'm going to go while I have nothing to do.
 
2. Following the stream, I was going east.
And after some time I didn't recognize the creek.
Not knowing barriers, a waterfall ran,
The rapid mountain torrent.
And branches that wind dropped,
It (water) threw from height and broke in flinders.
And fearing of wild powers,
Pines on a bank
Stood and bowed.
Paying no attention to anyone,
It rages and has fun
And you can't drink or wash up your face,
You can only admire it.
 
3. And then the gorge brought me
To the valley where a river flows lazily.
Having found a shallow place in advance,
At evening time people bathe horses here.
The river forgot that it was a creek,
Forgot the noise of the waterfall.
There are tourist houses and beaches,
And even the curative beverage 'Borjom' is for sale.
 
I'm dreaming of the creek for some reason
And all I want -
To be in the gorge again
To wash my face and to get drunk.