A keresés eredménye oldal 2

And I'm ,alone

The weather is rainy (It's raining), night is foggy
Silence of the shadows
I'm walking tired, alone
Searching for hope
I'm coming back to you again
 
To forgotten streets
To smiling leaves
Looking fondly (ٌwith love)
Remembering you again
I'm coming back to you again
 
The nights are bright, The sun is falling down
And I'm walking alone
And I'm ,alone
 
The weather is rainy (It's raining), night is foggy
Silence of the shadows
I'm walking tired, alone
Searching for hope
I'm coming back to you again
 

Ma este jöjj el hozzám

Tudd, amikor lezárod a szemeid
fény nélkül marad a városom
s a sötétben álmodozva élek
 
Ezért ne, végül is sohasem
ne csukd be őket én előttem
hogy megmaradjon a világom
 
Csak kérdezd meg a szívedet
van-e még hely benne kettőnknek
tudjuk, hogy mit veszítettünk
ismerjük mindketten...
 
Bánatomra nincsenek szavak
csak hadd fájjon, hadd gyógyuljon
egyetlenem, kitárom ablakom
Ma este jöjj el hozzám
 

Nekünk szól a rádió

Egy kicsi bár a város szélen
Direkt egymagam jöttem el ide
Az utcai lámpák világítanak,
Mintha tréfálnék, ajkaimat nyújtom neked
 
A parfümöd és a cigarettád
Szállnak a gondolataink,
Az ujjaink a szívekhez tapadnak
Csak vezess
 
Nekünk szól a rádió
Nekünk, csak azért hogy szeress!
Vártam, hogy kioltsd a fényeket
Azt, hogy elsötétíts bennünket
Hallasz -e te engem?
 
Nekünk szól a rádió
Nekünk, azért hogy szeress
Vártam, hogy kioltsd a fényeket
 
Kövess, kövesd minden mozdulatom
Ülünk a kabrióban ketten
Az utcai lámpák világítanak
Most az ajkaimat nyújtom,
Majd mindenemet odaadom.
 
A parfümöd és a cigarettád
Szállnak a gondolataink,
Az ujjaink a szívekhez tapadnak
Csak vezess
 
Nekünk szól a rádió
Nekünk, csak azért hogy szeress!
Vártam, hogy kioltsd a fényeket
Azt, hogy elsötétíts bennünket
Hallasz -e te engem?
 
Nekünk szól a rádió
Nekünk, azért hogy szeress
Vártam, hogy kioltsd a fényeket
 
És amíg a szemünk ragyog
Akkor már mindent meglátsz
Elmehetünk a világ végére
És a holnap nem létezik
Nem számít semmi sem
Mert mi egymáséi vagyunk
 
Csak vezess
 
Nekünk szól a rádió
Nekünk, csak azért hogy szeress!
Vártam, hogy kioltsd a fényeket
Azt, hogy elsötétíts bennünket
Hallasz -e te engem?
 
Nekünk szól a rádió
Nekünk, csak azért hogy szeress!
Vártam, hogy kioltsd a fényeket
 

Kosovo Peonies

She dreamt a big dream Rada from Kosovo,
She was grieving for her dear, beloved in her arms
She was grieving for her dear, beloved in her arms
 
Hey dear, dear plant peonies,
I will water, and you the roots, let them grow young,
I will water, and you the roots, let them grow young.
 
Do you see dear, the long field, there are no peonies
only rocks, angry thorns take a nap under the clouds
only rocks, angry thorns take a nap under the clouds
 
Hey dear, dear plant peonies,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young.
 
To blossom the flat field around the monastery,
and that the shepherd playing the flute under the hill,
and that the shepherd playing the flute under the hill.
 
Hey dear, dear plant peonies,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young,
I will water, and you the roots, let the root sprout young.
 

Where have you been, my child

Where have you been, (was) my child

Szláv (lélek)

Az állom leheletén fekete galamb szállt a tenyerembe.
Miért, mintha tudná, de aznap reggel fáradtan ébredtem.
Mintha vele szálltam volna, nehéz, ólom szárnyakkal,
és láttam a világot arany felhők mögé rejtve.
 
Ha fiatalon halok meg, síromra csak rozmaringot ültessél.
Ne engedd meg azt, a bús harmadik felvonást ne rendezzék.
Ne tartsanak szónoklatot, másnak szőjék a babérokat,
ha fiatalon halok meg, megállítva lépteim és álmomat.
 
Ó, ölelj most magadhoz, erősen ahogy csak lehet
és ne adj a fekete madárnak engemet.
 
Ó, ne, ne félj, gyorsan elmúlik ez,
csak kicsit bolond vagyok és szerelmes.
 
Véreimben az ősi észak remete
néha én sem tudom mi van vele,
 
Mért oly bolond, az örömből sző bánatot
ez a lélek, egyszerűen csak szláv vagyok.
 
Megrémít a fény mikor az égen milliónyi gyertya felvillan.
Hol van itt a vég? Ez a mélyre ásott sírgödör kinek van?
Miért is történik mindez, az ember bármit is rendez,
vagy azért vagyunk itt hogy a csillagok közt egyensúly legyen?
 
Ó, ölelj most magadhoz, erősen ahogy csak lehet
és ne adj a fekete madárnak engemet.
 
Ó, ne, ne félj, gyorsan elmúlik ez,
csak kicsit bolond vagyok és szerelmes.
 
Véreimben az ősi észak remete
néha én sem tudom mi van vele,
 
Mért oly bolond, az örömből sző bánatot
ez a lélek, egyszerűen csak szláv vagyok.
 

Suggestion

My honey, how are the things?
Time is working for us.
I was just thinking, why would we get wet in rain
When we could stay at your place?
 
It's raining, where would we go now?
Dark clouds above the city.
It's what it is - let's hide from the storm.
 
The heart beats like a military drum,
It's a dangerous sign
I'm in a crisis and whenever you're near
I black out.
 
Now, maybe, a record would be a good idea
Some music of the times gone by
Chubby Checker or some other similar ladykiller
 
Ever since I have known you
Old pictures have a new frame
Ever since I know you
Some ordinary things sound odd to me
 
I was alone
Like nobody else in the world, as far as I know
I was alone,
But that was long ago, as long ago as yesterday
 
Ladies' choice...
 
Tonight we could have gone
To a restaurant or a bar
Wherever we would have been
We would have been drinking
That's a problem, that's the exact thing
 
Why would I hide it? I'm bad when I drink,
I get into an argument and then I fight,
So it's better if the two of us stay here.
 
Ever since I have known you
Old pictures have a new frame
Ever since I know you
Some ordinary things sound odd to me
 
I was alone
Like nobody else in the world, as far as I know
I was alone,
But that was long ago, as long ago as yesterday
 
Comradettes' choice...
 

For the Graveyard Shift

Versions: #1
Do you see where I am now, at what age?
Strange birds, you know, soar through my dreams.
For I am still too young to think of passing,
And already too old to count the stars.
 
Do you hear the silence, that sound? Time is passing by,
It's buzzing and threatening us through the night, shivering like a cobra.
Don't you start with serious matters right now,
Come, cuddle up to me and be a good girl...
 
And then pour me another one, for the scapegoats,
For the jugglers,
Don't worry, I can handle a lot of it.
Pour another one, for those tired welders,
For the proletarians
Tonight it's on the graveyard shift...
 
Soon the day will down, another holiday,
They're all blue like dreams to you,
They're all the same to you,
You rarely wake up at six, only if you have to
When you have to take a trip or an exam...
 
And then pour me another one, for the scapegoats,
For the jugglers,
Don't worry, I can handle a lot of it.
Pour another one, for those tired welders,
For the proletarians
Tonight it's on the graveyard shift...
 
Sometimes I too search for the Golden Fleece,
Perhaps I'll dream of smoke, fire and steel.
It's not your fault, really, I love you so much.
Now give me a large goodnight kiss...
 
And then pour me another one, for the scapegoats,
For the jugglers,
Don't worry, I can handle a lot of it.
Pour another one, for those tired welders,
For the proletarians
Tonight it's on the graveyard shift...
 

Beautiful Woman

My heart is always mournful because of your longing
My pillow is stone, my bed is earth
My only fault is loving you
But I love you, my heart is full of blood
 
If my heart is a beautiful woman, who is that beautiful woman?
If that beautiful woman is my heart, what is the name of my heart?
I see my heart and beautiful woman together,
But I don't know who is beautiful woman who is heart.
 

It's Rainy Tonight

It's rainy tonight
I have to come, I have to come
It's rainy tonight
I have to come but I'm scared
Make a bed for me in the lounge
I have to come, I have to come
Make a bed for me in the lounge
I have to come but I'm scared
I'm so sorry darling
I have to come, I have to come
I'm so sorry darling
I have to come but I'm scared
 
It's stormy tonight
I have to come, I have to come
It's stormy tonight
I have to come but I'm scared
Make a bed for me by your knees
I have to come, I have to come
Make a bed for me by your knees
I have to come but I'm scared
I'm so sorry my beautiful
I have to come, I have to come
I'm so sorry my beautiful
I have to come but I'm scared
 
It's snowy tonight
I have to come, I have to come
It's snowy tonight
I have to come but I'm scared
Make a bed for me in your room
I have to come, I have to come
Make a bed for me in your room
I have to come but I'm scared
I'm so sorry pretty girl
I have to come, I have to come
I'm so sorry pretty girl
I have to come but I'm scared
 

Your kisses

I have a thousand reasons
Which don’t let me sleep
All the songs keep talking about you
 
You appear everywhere to me
Even in every dream, I find you again
But all the roads keep leading me to you
 
My head is crazy
Because without your mouth I don’t find the meaning
Many things about you have lost me
 
But I confess you that there is nothing better than your kisses
Your kisses are what takes me back
To the place where you and I dance
You and I dance and never ask ourselves
 
If you feel the same as me
How did this all happen (happen)
Spend your life with me, spend your life with me
 
I know that you are my destiny
Because I know that you feel the as me
Spend the night with me, spend the night with me
I know that you are my destiny, because you feel the same as me
 
It has never been that easy
For one mouth to change my whole world
And it is a bit kamikaze to fall in love like this
 
When I am with you it feels strange
And I like you in a dangerous way
I am 15 again, it isn’t normal to feel these butterflies
 
My head is crazy
Because without your mouth I don’t find the meaning
Many things about you have lost me
 
But I confess you that there is nothing better than your kisses
Your kisses are what takes me back
To the place where you and I dance
You and I dance and never ask ourselves
 
If you feel the same as me
How did this all happen (happen)
I have a thousand reasons, which don’t let me sleep
All the songs keep talking about you
 
I confess you that there is nothing better than your kisses
Your kisses are what takes me back
To the place where you and I dance
You and I dance and never ask ourselves
 
If you feel the same as me
How did this all happen (happen)
Spend your life with me, spend your life with me
 
I know that you are my destiny
Because I know that you feel the as me
Spend the night with me, spend the night with me
I know that you are my destiny, because you feel the same as me
 

The girl from Vranje

I was loved by one girl from Vranje*
She has my youth with her
Her name isn't Sophka* , nor it is Kostana*
Her name is Lela,Jelena, the most beautiful
 
Empty,empty, everything is deserted for me
My Jelena isn't here
Come, come, Lela, Jelena
You've carried away my youth
 
Who knows where is my girl from Vranje
The most beautiful, Jelena
I would give everything, just to find out
Who has taken away my Lela
 

Town

The town has looked down from the sky
Came down on earth, and stayed there
 
The young girl from Prizren cried and asked the clearwatered river:
Bistrica*, river's spring,
Where is my home Ljeviška*?
 
Prizren's fortress in the hills has cried
and washed the face of a young girl
and told her
 
'Little angel girl, here is the path you should follow
May the clearwatered river be your guide
That leads you to your palace.'
 

I am a little gypsy girl

I am a little gypsy girl
my eyes are on fire
I dance,i sing songs
all night up untill dawn
 
I am your little dark,black-haired gypsy girl
Only yours little dark,black-haired gypsy girl
 
When you kiss my lips,you forget abut sorrow
Your heart wants one
But your mind another one
 
Only yours little dark,black-haired gypsy girl
I am a little dark, gypsy girl
 
If only you have met my eyes before
You would have stayed young for your whole life
Because...
 

You hide that you are jealous

You're jealous without a real reason,
You get a little angry, and then afterwards you kiss me.
You're jealous without a proper reason,
You get a little angry, and then afterwards you ...kiss me!
 
(Refrain)
You hide that you are jealous,
You struggle in vain,
When I look at some other woman,
You tremble and burn.
You hide that you are jealous,
You struggle in vain,
When I look at some other woman,
You tremble and burn!
 
You listen to all sorts of stories as would some little child,
You get a little angry, so then afterwards you feel sorry.
You listen to all sorts of stories as would some little child,
You get a little angry, so then afterwards you feel ...sorry!
 
(Ref.)
 
Often, out of spite, I'll look at some other woman,
Because whenever you get angry, then you kiss me more sweetly.
Often, out of spite, I'll look at some other woman,
Because whenever you get angry, then you kiss me more sweetly!
 
(Ref.)
 

The Story Of Vasi Ladackom

Versions:
Do you know the story of Vasi Ladackom? I, too, heard it not too long ago.
Once, nine days, he hadn't come out of the tavern, they say he was of a peculiar sort...
His father was a meager peasant who fed seven hungry mouths.
His mother was blond, silent and gentle, hectic,
She died at thirty something...
 
They had a couple acres of land, a small house at the end of a narrow alley.
There was always bread on their table, just as much as they needed,
but Vasa wanted so much more.
 
He wanted wild horses, scattered on fields,
A pocket watch with a golden chain and manors...
He wanted fertile land, noble vineyards,
In stables harnessed mares, but he couldn't have them.
 
His love was pretty, but poor. He'd have taken her,
Had he known:
You love only once in life, now a rich one or a poor one,
That isn't decided by intelligence, but by heart...
 
He hoped that his love would pass. He forever left his village.
Never did he write to anyone, he married a rich woman,
The single daughter of some rich functionary.
 
He received wild horses, scattered on fields,
A watch with a golden chain and manors...
He received fertile land, noble vineyards,
In stables harnessed mares. He had everything, and had nothing.
 
Young, they say, was he when he died, in the middle of a tavern, from heart failure.
His head hung, as if he dreamt, as if he slept,
And they still remember what he last said...
 
Worthless are wild horses, scattered on fields,
Worthless are watches and manors,
Worthless are fertile field, noble vineyards,
Worthless are stables, mares...
 
When I'm not with the one I love,
When I'm not with the one I love.
 
Do you know the story of Vasi Ladackom? I, too, heard it not too long ago.
Even those similar to him, when they think about everything,
Say he was of a peculiar sort...
 

The Priest's Beautiful Daughter

I was still completely young,
I was hunting some pond birds, then,
When she came to bathe,
The priest's beautiful daughter.
She didn't know where I was,
That I watched her through the reeds and the sedge,
And across the river, night fell
Like a veil.
The moon smolders over a willow,
A swarm of stars glows in the sky,
And drops of water, as pearls,
That shine all over her...
O crazy heart, crazy dreams,
All my friends already became men,
While I wanted only one,
The priest's beautiful daughter.
With a strange song, rung the road
That winter, marriage came for her,
From far away, some people,
Stranger to me.
And I really passed through the alley,
The first snow was falling.
And sometimes, still, ring the bells,
That carry me away, who knows where?
To get married, I have time,
That is why, well, I stayed alone until now
And never since, did I meet
The priest's daughter.
One life, calm, silent
Sometimes I throw a card or write a verse
Things flow,
I stay above them.
And I kiss good ones, I kiss easy ones
Some true ones, and some not.
And they are all fairies, they are all queens,
And they are all irrelevant, compared to her...
 

Nightowl

Nightowl,
My old suitcase is like a cocker, scratching onto the door in vain.
Two stars are making their nest in your eyes...
You're getting drowsy...
And it's warm here... Under this roof
On a safe ground... In the fortress of dreams.
Well, happy new year to you.
 
Nightowl,
The villains will croak but to touch you they must never
As the duplicates will be first to know who the unique one is.
 
When the world swoops... Turn your cheek.
God touches the flower that sprouts in a shadow.
Well happy new year to me too.
 
You always know the best way,
With you I easily defend our throne.
You are that thread, that rare spice
That gives it a special tone.
 
You are my little magician that brings salvation.
And all these clowns on conveyor belts can hurry on without us.
 
Nightowl...
If anyone looks for me, you can easily tell them I am long gone.
And be a darling and set the alarm for Wednesday... Thursday?
And it's frosty outside, foggy and cold.
And it's dark outside... but everything fits well, since I have you.
 
You always know the best way,
With you I easily defend our throne.
You are that thread, that rare spice
That gives it a special tone.
 
You are my little magician that brings salvation.
And all these clowns on conveyor belts can hurry on without us.
 
You always know the best way,
With you I easily defend our throne.
You are that thread, that rare spice
That gives it a special tone.
 
You always know the most beautiful words,
You even are more quiet than anyone else.
You have a laugh that cures me,
You even turn swear words into a verse.
 

Nice gentle song

I wasn't choosing then
Nor where nor what I've been playing
But that is the magic of it
She came and said
'Try, at least once,
to write for me some nice slow song
nice gentle song'
 
And with two-three chords
since I cannot do it better
song was born
As soon as they heard it,that gentle song,
everyone was singing it and danced gracefully
with that gentle song
 
The great beast heard me
producers,managers,
they realized what gift I have
they offered me heaven's fruit
plenty of money,fame,records
soon I became super-star
 
Thanks to music, just like a puppet on a string,
I was lead around the world
They said: 'He is the one,Wonder child'
But I was just singing the same thing for million times
nice gentle song
 
Believe or not , I gave interview
for all possible newspaper
Everyone was recording me and expecting me to say
when and where I came up with that brilliant song
Nice gentle song
 
Some said that I was golden-boy
And some that I am charlatan
And I was loosing my self more and more
When I stooped and thought about it
I took a look at my life
and I said to my self 'Go home, my old pal'
 
I wanted a new life
Red roof in shadow of the elm tree
And my darling...
Wherever I went,I was dreaming about her
Ever since the day she asked me to write
nice gentle song
 
I wanted to find her right away
and the moment I arrived at the station
I asked about her
Then they said to me
That she got married for some idler
with whom she fall in love while she was dancing
to nice gentle song
 

Touch my lips

Touch my lips
Touch my lips
This is the last time
I'm leaving now
And it's not your fault
And it's not my fault
For some love is, you know
a passing thing
 
Touch my lips
Touch my lips
This is the last time
Tomorrow I'm already leaving
 
Let the wind carry me forever somewhere far away
Where you will never find me you my sorrow
I'm going I'm just going, my heart is taking me south again
I will leave the past behind and all my sorrow
 

I love

It's a bizarre love
It wakes you up
It gives you life
Yet, it makes you cry once again
 
It's a bizarre love
Still fresh in my mind
Are your whispers
While you're breathing
 
I'm gonna go back again
I'm the one who brings you to life in my dreams
I'm the one
 
I'm gonna go back again
Why am I still in love with you
I love
 
It's a bizarre love
My eyes collect tears
You are why I am crying
It is your look
 
It's a bizarre love
In your lifetime
You wait for him to follow the path back to you
Throwing away your life
 
I'm gonna go back again
I'm the one who brings you to life in my dreams
I'm the one
 
I'm gonna go back again
Why am I still in love with you
I love
 

Julia (mourning for the South)

Versions: #1
A Gypsy guy,
Sugar-coated and sly,
Sold me a tambura...
Beggars and beys' great-great-grandson...
A finger on the string slips away,
The ill-fated song catches me off-guard,
I don't know anymore if it's mine - or his...
 
Oh, may the lightning strike me like it does the hay,
If there's anything I'd be mourning for...
Damn the prankster be, he hid me the sorrow along with the tambura
 
A rabbi granted me a book,
Deadly as a carbine
If one could only tell one lie from the other...
But for long I haven't been able to tell
If I'm reading it or writing it
I open my mouth, and the wise man speaks...
 
And so, a tear drops in the mastic...
It roils the glass, and then roils even the days...
I am made less of myself,
The Nomad makes the bigger part
And that weirdo's ranting something,
He doesn't ever get enough of the Sun
 
[Chorus:]
The barren poplars are mourning...
And while I'm listening to them
I'm always caught by the rhythm of the flocks
Mourning for the South...
The cranes are flying over the sky...
And this soul even tonight keeps plowing up there for that plow...
 
My love got stolen by a thief,
A doctor's son,
A priest's grandson,
He took her to the lands without snow...
She pops in my dreams,
I threaten her to stop,
In the dream is she mine - or his...
 
And so I'm cracking days as walnuts,
What gets bitter doesn't need to be bitten...
I'm sowing the world through a thin sieve,
Looking for something particular
For a penitent and a fugitive
Someone on the other side of the Sun
 
[Chorus x2:]
The barren poplars are mourning...
And while I'm listening to them
I'm always caught by the rhythm of the flocks
Mourning for the South...
The cranes are flying over the sky...
And this soul even tonight keeps plowing up there for that plow...
 

Szeretsz

Az ember mikor egyszer elveszik,
Minden bonyolultnak tűnik,
Még ha a szemed előtt is állna,
Még ő is nehezen látja.
 
Mielőbb adjuk fel!
Aki haragszik, könnyen nem talál békére,
Közel az út, akik nem fordulnak vissza, menthetetlenek,
A szerelem, soha nem győz le,
Nem fogadja el a vereséget, és ez már minket tönkretesz
 
Szeretsz, te is még mindig...
Ne rejtsd el a szemeidet, elárulnak téged,
Szeretsz, de még hogy..!
Első naptól kezdve, vagy talán még több ideje
Szeretsz, éjjel - nappal!
Még ha szenvedsz is hogy mennyire megbántad, akkor is,
Szeretsz, ne álltasd magad!
 

The Protopresbyter's Beautiful Daughter

I was still quite young, hunting the waterbirds when the beautiful prota's* daughter came for a swim.
 
She had no idea I was there watching her in secret through the reed and sedges and the night had fallen over the river like a cloak.
 
The moon was smouldering above the willow trees, a swarm of stars silvering in the sky and drops of water like pearls radiating all over her.
 
Oh, my crazy heart and crazy dreams, all of my friends were becoming lads already and I wanted only her, beautiful prota's daughter.
 
A strange song ringing on the road, that winter the wedding party came for her, from afar, some folks very foreign to me. And I was just passing by our street, the first snow was falling...And every now and then I still hear the jingle bells that are taking her away, nobody knows where...
 
In no hurry to get married, I remained a bachelor till now, you see, and I never met the beautiful prota's daughter again.
 
A life of peace and quiet, sometimes I play cards or write a verse, things are happening and I stay out of it.
 
I'm kissing the good ones and kissing the easy ones, some are 'the one' and some aren't, and they all are fairies and they all are Queens, and all are irrelevant in comparison to her.
 

NEVENA

Sale Nadj** died in his sleep,
the day was just starting to grey,
and I don't know what's suspicious there
since he also lived in his dreams.
 
They say he must've felt it was the end,
roomer has it he never set the clock.
Well now, he knew he was losing that war.
Some people have bad dreams,
to others, each sunrise is a nightmare.
 
The priest was moaning the Psalm
as if it were a verse learned as punishment.
In front of the Chapel the nobility and scum
from the same regiment of the defeated.
 
Luckily he didn't have what to leave,
'cos he wouldn't have to whom...
He'd squandered his life his way,
his Will but a sketch on a box of matches.
 
Chorus: The patient fingers of inevitability are dispersing the prelude of a song I know well, and if there's anything else left to forgive you for...there you go...that too, I forgive you tonight. A roaring ocean of unavoidability, the sky is heavy on the soft teal of the ceiling, but that's nothing that can't be treated with two-three drops of tenderness in the wine from Ravanica.***
 
Yes, Sale Nadj died in his sleep,
I guess he was dreaming of Srem.****
That water well cold at the bottom
and the vine shade shadowed porch.
 
I guess he was dreaming of her,
whose name's known only to God,
and that what happened in the yoke of that dream
simply had killed him.
 
Chorus: The patient fingers of...
 
*A female given name, derived from the name for the marigold flower.
 
**A man whose first name is Sasha and surname is Nadj /nɑːdʒ/. Sale is a version of Sasha.
 
***Serbian Orthodox monastery. Pronounced Ravanizza, 'ts' as in 'ragazza' Italian for a girl.)
 
****A district in Vojvodina, which is a province in Serbia.
 

You Love You

Versions: #1
I'm leaving leave me alone
I'm slowly dying
Leave me without me
You can't understand me
Never mind, leave blank
Look at those stuck on my cage like anchor anchor
I didn't laugh without you, you never stayed without you
You never saw you spoiled, they never showed you
But you will understand the day, you will understand.
If this fire burns, it burns everywhere
They say you are sensitive, you are sensitive
No matter how many blows I took,
Del night fall into desperate day
Come see me face to face
Say the last word so buried in my mind
No it is going to end
Even if you say it, I don't hear my ear
It has come easier for me
Whatever you say whatever you say
 
Now do you say no? Tell me if you say no?
Nothing in your hands
You see me so much you just LOVE YOU
Nothing that I can't do
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
 
No one understands me but forces me so much
My balance is lost, my face is warm
Özlem will be my killer
This will not put me right
It will make me harder every day
No window will breathe me
No longer will you want it
Is it possible not to count those that have ever been possible, and not to be influenced? Is it possible? Is it possible? Is it possible?
Is it possible for the last time you look back at the open sea and look at me while it is opening? Is it possible? Is it possible? Is it possible?
You will not die as my little creeks flow from my eyes come alive in my mind and your dream is with me
I got a low hole full of helmets, but next time I will aim at your heart.
 
You say no?
Tell me no, you say?
Nothing in your hands
You see me so much you just LOVE YOU
Nothing that I can't do
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
You say no? Are you still saying what do you have?
 

Sevillanas of the 18th century

Long live Seville! Long live Seville!
Long live Seville! The sevillanas carry on
in the Mantilla a signboard that says: Long live Seville!
Lon live Triana, long live the trianeros, those of Triana!
 
I bring it walking, I bring it walking,
I bring it walking: the macarena and everything
I bring it walking: the macarena and everything I bring it walking
I bring it walking: a face like yours I didn't find it
The macarena and everything I bring it walking
 
You look so good! You look so good!
You look so good! Wow, Seville river,
You look so good! Wow, Seville river, you look so good
You look so good! Full of ehite candles and green branches
Seville river, you look so good!
 

Once upon a time they planted a linden tree

Once upon a time they planted a linden tree
Old Nestorov, mister Čeda and one another
I was new in that story
Neighbor's kid whom they let watch
Old Nestorov, while burning the weeds
Said to me: You are Young
You will enjoy its shade
 
Once upon a time I loved truly
I'm talking about the real love, crazy and powerful
I drove a thousand miles
Just like that ugly Frenchman in the beautiful movie
I followed the tracks under the engine
But she saved me
And she extinguished all the others
 
Hey, everything comes to its own
I'm familiar with the rules
Only the sadness is counted
Hey, once again, bells sound the St. Luke's day
It's autumn's fault
That I am always in the blue
 
Once upon a time she passed by me
With a guy whom I have known
I was ready to say hello
But she turned her head in time
For me to feel the blues
In my head
We said a stupid hi, and nodded the heads
All that what one has to do
It's OK, my doll, it's OK
 
Once upon a time they burned the leaves from that linden tree
Smoke climbed under the heavens
Up there they are, because they are gone,
Old Nestorov, mister Čeda and one another
 
He who didn't understant the tree
Before planting it
He never did anything
And he will realise once
That he doesn't know what's shade
 

i love you

Versions: #3
look how our seperation kills me
i don't know how you could leave me
everywhere i look there are memories of us hiding
i don't want anyone else but you
 
i still want you
i've never forgotten you
even if you never come back
i'll wait for you my love
 
oh oh i missed you
oh oh i loved you so much
 
i love you ,my love
my eyes cry out for you
despite of everything
there's i who still loves you
 
i love you ,my love
my eyes cry out for you
despite of everything
there's i who still waits for you
 
look how our seperation kills me
i don't know how you could leave me
everywhere i look there are memories of us hiding
i don't want anyone else but you
 
i still want you
i've never forgotten you
even if you never come back
i'll wait for you my love
 
oh oh i missed you
oh oh i loved you so much
 
i love you ,my love
my eyes cry out for you
despite of everything
there's i who still loves you..
 

I love you

Versions: #2
I love you that like eating the bread by dipping into the salt
That waking up inside the fevers at the nights
By leaning my mouth against the tap
That like drinking the water..
 
Whenever I think of you
A gazelle comes down to drink water
That while the grasses in the plain are growing up
I see them growing up, my rose
Every morning and every evening with you
One green olives that
A part blue sea takes me
 
As I think of you
I plant the roses to the place where has your hands touched
I am giving water to the horses
I am loving the mountains one more than before..oh my rose
Every evening with you
One green olives that
A part blue sea takes me
 

Loves Are Remedy For Us

I don't want your hopes fade
Justice cannot be defeated if my words are made by glass
I swear I never fotgotten you
I'd go quickly without thinking if I my hell is your skin
 
If everything exists in life so you're inside in me
Hold, don't let me go If I digress, run away
Love is my burden, my touble
 
Are joys beaten just because of stubbornness?
It's never late for us, loves are remedy for us
 
You're wating but life goes on my love
If I'm good at poetry, you're my pencil for sure
 
If everything exists in life so you're inside in me
Hold, don't let me go If I digress, run away
Love is my burden, my touble
 
Are joys beaten just because of stubbornness?
It's never late for us, loves are remedy for us
 
If everything exists in life so you're inside in me
Hold, don't let me go If I digress, run away
Love is my burden, my touble