A keresés eredménye oldal 1

My Gold Crane

My gold crane, what do you travel in the air
My gold crane, what do you travel in the air
My car was broken, I stayed here
My rose, my rose, my arm is broken
My hand is not able, cranes hey
 
How an incurable servant [of God] I am in the world
How an incurable servant [of God] I am in the world
Get back in the evening, come back
My rose, my rose, my arm is broken
My hand is not able, cranes hey
 
Oh my rose, my rose, my darling rose
Girl, my rose, my rose, cranes, hey
 
My gold crane if you reach our land
My gold crane if you reach our land
Order sugar, order clotted cream, order honey
My rose, my rose, my arm is broken
My hand is not able, cranes hey
 
Oh my rose, my rose, my darling rose
Girl, my rose, my rose, cranes, hey
 
Darling, if anyone questions us
Darling, if anyone questions us
Tell them there is someone who is destitute and pallid
My rose, my rose, my arm is broken
My hand is not able, cranes hey
 
Oh my rose, my rose, my darling rose
Girl, my rose, my rose, cranes, hey
 

You’ll remember me more than once

You’ll remember me and more than once,
And my whole world, stirring and odd,
An outlandish world of songs and flames,
But midst all others, the one that won’t defraud.
 
It could have become yours, but did not:
It was for you too much or way too little,
It must be that for you I errantly begged god,
And that my verses were but scribble.
 
But each time you give in to the weakness,
And tell me: I have no right to recollect,
After all, bewitched by its sleekness,
Crude and simple, another world enchants.
 

I’d like to draw you

I’d like to draw you in pencil,
I think I’m capable, still,
I could do nothing, of course,
Just so things don’t get worse.
 
To kiss you is what I want,
I sort of know how to kiss,
Here, I’ll go wash my face,
and proceed with this. So? To kiss or not?
 
To tell the truth, I could kill,
Well, in self defense of my free will,
After all you you know,
It happens in police-people clash,
Or in a metro drunken bash.
 
It's unclear to me what I want at all:
I’ll yearn for a while and then curb the call
To seize power, to move chairs around,
To slap your shoulder, or to knock you down.
 

Dreams flow, a star shines.

Follow me into the sky
My lovely butterfly
Silently into the night
I can see you fly
Calling the angels
They will remember your name
El Sila
 
chorus:
From darkness I understand the night:
dreams flow, a star shines
dreams flow, a star shines
a star shines x 2
 
Watching over you the night
I can see you shining light
Far away into the night
I can see you cry
Calling the angels
They will remember your name
El Sila
 
chorus x 2
 

Stranger

Versions: #1
Life is a tight fitting cage, my dear
Word is aizle, you get burn
Time is ointment but fickle
Futile, no trace, a pack of lies
And unfortunately the heart is plundered
With the pain, hopefully your life will go on
 
Even so, I have many reasons to wake up for a new day, to smile forever, to hold on tight to life, by insist
 
On purpose, i have made mistake, i have many regrets
On purpose, i have cheated but, i have deceived a lot
On purpose, i have made mistake, i have many regrets
On purpose, i have cheated but, i have deceived a lot
This is the situation, stranger
If what you call 'trouble' is this, same here as well
 
Life is a tight fitting cage, my dear
Word is aizle, you get burn
Time is ointment but for naught
Futile, no trace, a pack of lies
And unfortunately the heart is plundered
With pain, also let's say that the state is alive and well
 
Even so, I have many reasons to wake up for a new day, to smile forever, to hold on tight to life, by insist
 
On purpose, i have made mistake, i have many regrets
On purpose, i have cheated but, i have deceived a lot
On purpose, i have made mistake, i have many regrets
On purpose, i have cheated but, i have deceived a lot
This is the situation, stranger
If what you call 'trouble' is this, same here as well
If what you call 'trouble' is this, same here as well
 

Iceberg

Like an iceberg astray
I've been floating around
The biggest ships under the moon
I've sunken them to the bottom of the ocean
 
Do you feel
That I've been hardened
By the cold air?
 
And I'm carrying it
Like a pain
Under my common sense
 
But you're the sun melting me
You're the ocean toppling me over
You're the coast I'm kissing
You're the sky I'm reflecting now
You...
You...
You...
 
A lonely giant torn free
Full of old anger
It's over now, set it free now
Everything is in motion
 
Do you feel
That I've thawed
Under your hot gaze?
 
It's easier
If I forget
How wrong it almost went
 
But you're the sun melting me
You're the ocean toppling me over
You're the coast I'm kissing
You're the sky I'm reflecting now
You...
 
You're the sun melting me
You're the ocean toppling me over
You're the coast I'm kissing
You're the sky I'm reflecting now
You...
You...
You...
 

You are somewhere

Oh you wind that blows over the mountain
Come inside through my window
Blow away this heart
That sends me from one misery to another
 
You are somewhere (oh my love), and I’m somewhere else
My longing strikes with burning
My hopes have gone with the breeze
If only you’d become rain and pour down on me
 
The old love in the heart
Those lying memories
This old song in my tongue
Are the only things left of you for me
 
You are somewhere, and I’m somewhere else
The longing strikes me with burning
My hopes have gone with the breeze
If only you’d become rain and pour down on me
 

It’s getting dark

You were swinging on a swing,
I was swinging on a swing.
You started laughing all of a sudden,
And I started laughing with you too.
 
How wonderful it is,
Ingrid!
Isn’t is wonderful?
How beautiful it is,
Ingrid!
Isn’t it beautiful?
It’s getting darker, can you imagine...
Getting darker, hah!
 
A broken umbrella
Was lying
On the wet bench nearby.
The wind really messed it up
A broken umbrella...so be it
 
How wonderful it is,
Ingrid!
Isn’t is wonderful?
How beautiful it is,
Ingrid!
Isn’t it beautiful?
It’s getting darker, can you imagine...
Getting darker, hah!
 
Your slippers are completely covered in mud,
My shoes are dirty too.
So what are you seeing so special here
That brings you so much joy?
 
How wonderful it is,
Ingrid...
 

The Power of the gloriouses

Versions:
The Power of the gloriouses, blood or war!
For their glory we drink our cups to the bottom!
The honor will be given with the battles, the revenge of the brothers is strong!
Blood for blood! again the war echoes with the immortals!
 
The power of our land!
The death of the foreign blood!
Again the freedom called us to its way!
 
The true way of the centuries.
The runes defeated
To those Dazhd'bog's sons,
To those Perun's sons.
 
They looked with a bitter sadness
To the grey trees.
They remembered the runes
And the ancient times.
 

Just Today

Versions: #1
Value passes to you,
pierces me and passes
He laughs at watching,
Tired every night
Every morning more offended,
exactly today very lonely
 
It always starts and ends the same and
one of the two is giving up and
somebody always loves it so much
 
It is forgotten but it goes into pain
then returns one day
You remember your place if there is no more trace
it was just that day
 
It always starts, ends and ...
 
 

Patience

I drew letters on paper sheets
I cut off the tails of the sentences
Photographs are chatty, shut up some time
Shut up so that we can rest a bit
 
There exists something like patience
Remember remember what happened
Look, how shiny shiny the stars are
God's switched on lights
 
The traveller on his way, the lasting one tired
Just the pistol crew we didn't bury
With God's help we're not dead yet
The traveller on his way, the lasting one tired
May grief rest inside
And a drink for the one who leaves, come on
 
Big shots they are, your words
Like blood on white snow, they splashed
Fall is the shortcut for grief
Say autumn so we can steep longer
 

Help

How many photos of you were hanging on the wall
...before you break it down
Your voice were sounding in a loud
I turned far places down
 
I hoped for help from poetic words
I hoped for help from sleepless days
And moreover, from winter cold...
From foreigner's daughters, foreigner's sons...
I'm tired of complete leaving
... of ones who counsel painlessly
 
Day is night
Night is also night
Villain
Love is a crime and punishment
A cover up situation
Even it's...
...neither clever nor smart
Being right...
...or also being happy...
... is stark crazy
 
Wounds are open,tut, you didn't see?
Your seal isn't in your eyes but heart?
You stymied true words
Now my eyes are in tears
 

Individual

From a cloudy life
Leaving bed secretly in night
That individual is mine
I'm not wrong turn and look
 
Here, Sun rains and rain goes away
Mountains are in my hand
Sea and star have the same size
There is enough seat on my table, come and rattletrap the memories
As soon as one is gathered, the other cries
 
Should we always be responsible for carrying the weight of the world?
Should we always be the one who tears the 'Alone' alphabets down?
Should we always be responsible for carrying the weight of the world?
Should we always be the one who tears the 'Alone' alphabets down?
 
Like repentance in the fullmoon
Like tattoo in the darkness, oh
I think it doesn't have a tongue to tell stand up there is something to do
 
Here, Sun rains and rain goes away
Mountains are in my hand
Sea and star have the same size
There is enough seat on my table, come and rattletrap the memories
As soon as one is gathered, the other cries
 
Should we always be responsible for carrying the weight of the world?
Should we always be the one who tears the 'Alone' alphabets down?
Should we always be responsible for carrying the weight of the world?
Should we always be the one who tears the 'Alone' alphabets down?
 
Should we always be responsible for carrying the weight of the world?
Should we always be the one who tears the 'Alone' alphabets down?
Should we always be responsible for carrying the weight of the world?
Should we always be the one who tears the 'Alone' alphabets down?
 
Should we always tear down?
Should we always tear down?
 

A higher force

When everything starts to fall apart,
all you have.
Light fades, the shadow leaves you:
It would seem you're all alone!
You put the finger on your forehead, you gaze into the sky,
You ask: 'Why me?'
Who is playing with your life,
you do not know!
Why for the moment you put your hands together,
like you're expecting
that the rain which drenches your thoughts
will soon stop.
Is there some force above us?
'God, help', you call and realize
that no one hears your voice.
And it seems like you wanted to reach the sky
to squeeze from it the one fault
for everything wrong that happened to you.
And there the dark cloud sleeps-
nothing but an infinity,
maybe the Darwin's theory
is correct?
Actually the forces exist only
when someone
needs to get screwed,
to pay for the still uncommitted sins.
And the rains in the head now fall more intensely,
and you as in a dream,
muttering prayers, silent, the most silent..
No one hears you anyway!
When everything starts to fall appart,
everything you have,
you put the finger on your forehead
asking yourself 'Why me?'
 

Looking for a girlfriend

Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Oh miraculous Saint Sabina,1
give me a fine, graceful girlfriend
give me a fine, graceful girlfriend.
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Dilliriana, beautiful swallow, beautiful swallow…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
From Bortigali2or from my village,
give me a graceful and fine girlfriend.
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
If she’s from Lei,2she’s charming,
from Bolotana2it's even better
Dilliri…
 
If you pray to Saint Sabina
in Oliena,2you’ll surely find some.
Beautiful, perfect, just as you want,
a beloved daughter of Mount Corrasi.3
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Well-mannered, a fine beauty,
even better if she’s from Bolotana.2
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Also in Dualchi,2a neighbouring village
till nightfall I look for a girl.
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Even going groping the walls,
even going groping the walls
I look for a girl till nightfall.
 
Saint Luxorius4is generous,
he gives enchantment, joyous days.
We girls from Oliena still pray to him,
so we’re beautiful, we don’t even grow old.
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
If I go to Ottana2I fall in love,
anyone gives me her soul and heart.
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Beautiful girls, all in a flow,
give me everything, soul and heart.
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
If by chance I pass through Illorai2
I never go back without a kiss.
Dilliri…
 
Pearls of the Barbaricine land,
everywhere they are like queens.
If you don’t believe it’s so,
stop by at the foot of Mount Corrasi.3
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
Whatever it is,
I never go back without a kiss.
Dilliri…
 
Dilliri dilliri dilliriana
If in Esporlatu2I sing a polyphonic song
they follow me lovingly.
Dilliri…
 

• 1. A country church near Silanus.
• Small villages in central Sardinia.
• A high mountain near Oliena.
• 4. A country church near Oliena.

Marching Song of Ye Olde Beard

Greetings to our homeland
Let our song echo
Over the elite, Sweden and strangers
All the way from Hanko to Pechenga
 
The echo of Ye Olde
Our Beard knows it well
From their grave mounds
Fathers watched their sons
 
The echo of Ye Olde
Our Beard knows it well
From their grave mounds
Fathers watched their sons
 
Whatever treasures may be found in Finland
Surely freedom is the most precious one
To stand straight and fall
Every man has the right
 
The poor and decrepit
The weirdos and the oppressed
You will be protected
As long as the Beard Man still stands
 
The poor and decrepit
The weirdos and the oppressed
You will be protected
As long as the Beard Man still stands