A keresés eredménye oldal 3

Peace, friendship, solidarity

Peace, friendship, solidarity
can be guaranteed by the youth's work
 
With the work of the world's youth
Only the collaboration of the world's youth can guarantee it
 
(Two voices at the same time:)
Male voice: Peace, friendship, solidarity
can be guaranteed by the youth's work
Female voice: With the work of the world's youth
Only the collaboration of the world's youth can guarantee it
 
How can we end suffering and misery, when so many starve
so that even the poorest doesn't starve
 
How can we end war and lock up weapons?
How do we aim our power towards constructive action?
 
Male voice: Peace, friendship, solidarity
can be guaranteed by the youth's work
Female voice: With the work of the world's youth
Only the collaboration of the world's youth can guarantee it
 
How can we help the Soviet Union, when it builds world peace?
Always choosing the most secure and peaceful way
 
How can we end genocide? How can we make the US army waver?
How will Vietnam achieve true freedom?
 
Male voice: Peace, friendship, solidarity
can be guaranteed by the youth's work
Female voice: With the work of the world's youth
Only the collaboration of the world's youth can guarantee it
 
How do we end racism? How do we distribute natural resources evenly?
To bring the class struggle to its final end
 
How will we create richer life and a humane world,
where work doesn't mean slavelike drudgery?
 
Male voice: Peace, friendship, solidarity
can be guaranteed by the youth's work
Female voice: With the work of the world's youth
Only the collaboration of the world's youth can guarantee it
 

Loneliness

Loneliness is fear,
is not having you even in the imagination.
Loneliness enters little by little and then—
then it never leaves you.
 
The loneliness that you left me
of things that I no longer say or give,
of this love then of this nostalgia
and I no longer speak.
 
Only now do I know
things you tried
when it was I who went away.
If you would come back here just for a moment,
you would not leave anymore.
 
Loneliness is her waiting for me
and already ready for Sunday.
We go to the cinema and we live there I know,
speaking a bit about ourselves.
 
~~~~~
 
Only now do I know
things you tried
when it was I who went away.
If you would come back here just for a moment,
you would not leave anymore.
 
Loneliness is her waiting for me
and already ready for Sunday.
We go to the cinema and we live there I know,
speaking a bit about ourselves.
 

My Solitude

We wake up on a beautiful morning.
We act as if nothing happens.
Over promises, we splash around.
We hate each other when the night gives us shivers.
 
Me, I need so much of you, my solitude
to love better, to sing better.
Solitude to say what's at the bottom of my thoughts.
Some hours next to you to fly away.
 
So much silence in me
and you take up quite a lot of space, my solitude,
like an army of uncertainties,
like a volcano that doesn't want to die out of cold.
 
We get mad at each other, we think we're stronger.
We destroy each other over and over again... oh, oh.
 
You support me through all my journeys,
when I'm crazy or wise.
Over this white wall where we embrace,
in this whisper, so many things that get erased.
 
Me, I need so much of you, my solitude
to love better, to sing better.
Solitude to say what's at the bottom of my thoughts.
Some hours next to you to fly away.
 
So much silence in me
and you take up quite a lot of space, my solitude,
like an army of uncertainties,
like a volcano that doesn't want to die out of cold.
 
We get mad at each other, we think we're stronger.
We destroy each other over and over again... oh, oh.
 

Loneliness

Remember that I love you as much as a man can
But she's also necessary for me
She who has a wild beauty no one desires
Who made the wisest men taste folly
 
At first I ran away from her
I didn't correctly understand her language
I only saw the rose's thorns, not the petals of the flower
Getting to see them probably comes with age
 
She and I, we do no wrong
It's strange, I don't know what others see
We talk about this and that, we hold one another
I admit it disturbs me when she talks too much about me
 
Together we laugh, we dream
Together we search in the stars for those the skies took away from me
Always remember how much I love you
But also know that she's the only one who could understand me
 
She's known me since I was a child
She replaced my father
She often hid under the bed
 
She's my oldest friend, the passing time strengthens her
I thought I could live without her but I was wrong
Look deep into my eyes, she's staying there
Come closer, see how she sculpted her face into my eyes
 
It will soon be the time to go
My sweet loneliness is calling for me
I smell the perfume of my cursed flower
 
It is once more the time to go
My loneliness is calling for me
She's my sweet cursed flower
She's calling for me, I'm going...
 
To be honest I think I love her too much
Because once she asks for me I can't refuse her
Immediately I invite her to another dance
And I know I'll never be her only rider
 
Yes I accept it, I let her take me away
I know how much our love is frail
At first I was suffering, I couldn't handler her
But we love each other passionately since this day I chose her
 
She's known me since I was a child
She replaced my father
She often hid under the bed
 
My loneliness prefers when I only use a few words
She says that for dreams, verbs are like hunting
She knows silence is God's word
That everything else is a wrong understanding
 
She likes to slip into my stare's slit
She says I sound like a broken animal
She knows that I feel like I have no place to call home
That until now she's the only one who tamed me
 
I love you as much as a man can
But as soon as she calls, it's not my fault, I'm shaking
No matter the time, no matter the place
Immediately I invite her for another dance
I'm going, I'm going...
 

From sunrise.

From sunrise
to sunset,
the name of the Lord
is to be praised.
 

Lonely

On the water, on the ocean,
I counted the tides, the current went up again
at the end of my rope, the beautiful sun is setting
I danced over the tides, the floating rocked me
 
The crossing is lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
 
Along the water, the horizon turning gray
I found little islands and quicksands
on a raft, rowing at the four winds
I made myself embark on a detour
 
The crossing is lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
 
The crossing is lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
 

Mister Loneliness

Ah! The young lady, Mister Loneliness,
She walks around so merrily.
 
Put your hand on her plait, Mister Loneliness:
So her hair comb doesn't fall at all!
 
Ah! The young lady, Mister Loneliness,
She walks so gracefully.
 
Put your hand on her plait, Mister Loneliness:
So her rose doesn't fall at all!
 
Ah! The young lady, Mister Loneliness,
She looks so pretty.
 
Put your hand on her plait, Mister Loneliness:
So her ribbon doesn't fall at all!
 
Ah! The young lady, Mister Loneliness,
With her little bouquet.
 
Put your hand on her plait, Mister Loneliness:
Keep her kerchief in place!
 
Ah! The young lady, Mister Loneliness,
Looks like a rose.
 
Put your hand on her plait, Mister Loneliness:
Now she looks more beautiful!
 

Better Off Alone*

I'm better off alone than in bad company,
and in this instant leave and don't come back,
for some time now I've lost interest in your love,
that romance has long sunk and nothing remains.
 
You were always the one who spoke for the both of us,
and you treated me with lies and betrayal,
and today you beg me on your knees to forgive you,
I'm better off alone than in bad company.
 
And starting now I'll indulge myself
with parties and by going out all night,1
when I want to, I'll come back in the morning
and if I don't want to, well, I won't.
 
I'm going to look for candidates for my kisses
and for my passionate caresses,
and if they want commitment, there'll be none of that,
I'm better off alone than in bad company.
 
And even if you bed me on your knees to forgive you
(I'm better off alone than in bad company)
I'm only going to hang out with my friends
(I'm better off alone than in bad company).
 
I'm going to parties with cousins and friends,
(I'm better off alone than in bad company)
and if I ask someone, they'll come with me
(I'm better off alone than in bad company).
 
They follow me in the evenings in Costa Rica
(I'm better off alone than in bad company)
and if you get mad, dear, I could care less,
little darling, I don't feel a thing for you.
 
And starting now I'll indulge myself
with parties and by going out all night,
when I want to, I'll come back in the morning
and if I don't want to, well, I won't.
 
I'm going to look for candidates for my kisses
and for my passionate caresses,
and if they want commitment, there'll be none of that,
I'm better off alone than in bad company.
 
And even if you bed me on your knees to forgive you
(I'm better off alone than in bad company)
I'm only going to hang out with my friends
(I'm better off alone than in bad company).
 
I'm going to parties with cousins and friends,
(I'm better off alone than in bad company)
and if I ask someone, they'll come with me
(I'm better off alone than in bad company).
 
They follow me in the evenings in Costa Rica
(I'm better off alone than in bad company)
and if you get mad, dear, I could care less,
little darling, I don't feel a thing for you.
 

• 1. lit. 'little dances and parties at night'

The Value of Defeat

I think it is necessary to educate the new generations to the value of defeat, to the management of defeat, to the Humanity that emerges from it, to build an identity able to experience a common destiny, where you can fail and start over without your value and your dignity will be undermined.
We need to educate the new generations to not become social elbows, to not pass over the body of the others to finish first.
This world belongs to vulgar and dishonest winners, false and opportunist abusers, this world belongs to the important people, they are occupying power and robs the present and the future.
To this anthropology of winners I prefer the loser.
It is an exercise that I can do well.
And I'm in peace with my sacred few things.
- -
I'm a man who prefers to lose rather than win with ways unfair and unkind.
Gross negligence on my part, I know!
And the best part is that I have the nerve to defend this guilt, to consider it almost a virtue.
 

Magány

A nevem nem jelent semmit
a szerencsém fogyatkozik
Jövőm vad sötétséggel fedett
A napfény oly messze, a felhők hosszasan időznek felettem
Mindenem amim volt - mára elveszett
 
Ó merre mehetnék, és mit tehetnék?
Semmi nem okoz örömet csak a rólad szóló gondolataim
Te csak nevettél, mikor könyörögtem, hogy maradj
Nem tudom abbahagyni a sírást, mióta elmentél
 
A világ egy magányos hely - te a magadéban vagy
Hiszem, hogy hazamegyek - leülök és sóhajtok
Sírok és gondolkodom, ez minden amit teszek
Az emlékek téged juttatnak eszembe.
 

Low voice (Deep Voice)

A tremble that’s hidden by a secret
Passes through my ears
A silence that sinks in the darkness
 
A sadness that’s fallen in deep confusion
On a strange path that can’t go back
Take me away, yes I know
 
Change the hidden truth
It’s going to spill out
The sadness that came will disappear
I want to loudly shout with a low voice
 
I can’t get you out of my head
Hotly rising up when it blossoms
I won’t know if it’s light or dark
I can’t get you out of my mind
Living like you’re being chased
You’re in silence
 
There’s no care in the world, it’s an unclear light.
So cold the hidden lies about you
Follows several shadows
It goes back, oh why
Tell me why was a fool
 
The old scars that go deep
Might make you stronger
and make it right this time this time
 
Change the hidden truth
It’s going to spill out
The sadness that came will disappear
I want to loudly shout with a low voice
 
I can’t get you out of my head
Hotly rising up when it blossoms
I won’t know if it’s light or dark
I can’t get you out of my mind
Living like you’re being chased
You’re in silence
There’s no care in the world, it’s an unclear light
 
The impatient eyes
Have changed this fate
Spring days will come again
 
I can’t get you out of my head
Hotly rising up when it blossoms
I won’t know if it’s light or dark
I can’t get you out of my mind
Living like you’re being chased
You’re in silence
 
There’s no care in the world, it’s an unclear light
 

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• Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation). @= a/o (for Spanish translations only, @ can be switched from a feminine or masculine perspective.

My Last Bolero

Listen to my last bolero,
that I sing with my soul, inspired by you.
 
I want people to know,
That all of my love was always for you.
 
I take your love to infinity,
full of great happiness.
 
Listen to my last bolero,
that I sing with my soul, inspired by you.
 
I take your love to infinity,
full of great happiness.
 
Listen to my last bolero,
that I sing with my soul, inspired by you.
 

Szilárd talaj

Különböző helyeken éltem,
különféle helyekre kerültem...
Az iránytűm eltörött,
Eltévedtem. Egy folyamatos
őrület vezetett tévútra.
 
A múltam a nyakamban liheg
És úgy tűnik, minden, amit tehetek
a kezdetekhez visszamenni, minden legelejére
Ehelyett halványuló illúzió gyötör.
 
Bennem még mindig van egy hely, ami teljessé tesz
Egy szent hely, amit otthonnak hívok
és odafutok, ha leszáll a tél.
Ha megpróbálom, találhatok egy szilárd talajt.
 
Bizonytalan utakat követek
Óh, úgy tűnik, kőbe vésték őket.
És az új életre nyíló ajtó olyan gyorsan záródik be
A hidakat felégettem, nem fordulok vissza
 
Bennem még mindig van egy hely, ami teljessé tesz
Egy szent hely, amit otthonnak hívok
és odafutok, ha leszáll a tél.
Ha megpróbálom, találhatok egy szilárd talajt.
 
Tudom, hogy bennem még mindig van egy hely,
ami teljessé tesz
Egy szent hely, amit otthonnak hívok
és odafutok, ha leszáll a tél.
Ha megpróbálom, találhatok egy szilárd talajt.
Vagy csak az időmet pazarlom?
...az időt pazarlom?
 
Ahány ház, annyi szokás.

Soviel Köpfe, soviel Sinne.

Your Prison

Versions: #2
My love, you're leaving, if that's what you want what can I do?
your vanity doesn't let you understand
that in poverty we know how to love
 
I want to cry and it destroys me that you feel that way
especially now that I'll be without you
it hurts me to know what you will suffer
 
Just remember nobody's perfect and you'll find that out
more than a thousand better things you will have
but sincere love, never
go on forgetting what today you leave behind and will exchange
for the affair that you shall find
will be your prison and you'll never get out
 
I want to cry and it destroys me that you feel that way
especially now that I'll be without you
it hurts me to know what you will suffer
 
Just remember nobody's perfect and you'll find that out
more than a thousand better things you will have
but sincere love, never
go on forgetting what today you leave behind and will exchange
for the affair that you shall find
will be your prison and you'll never get out
 

The Usual Things

If you leave, you take my world away—my happiness.
I beg your pity—to reconsider.
 
If you leave, what am I to do with this life
of which I dedicated every moment to you?
 
You see, you’ll see that one day things will change—
they are the usual things that are always said—
but I cannot say more: I know you're everything.
 
If you leave, you take my world away—my happiness.
I know that I lose my tomorrow if you go.
 
You see, you’ll see that one day things will change—
they are the usual things that are always said—
but I cannot say more: I know you're everything.
 
If you leave, you take my world away—my happiness.
I know that I lose my tomorrow if you go.
 

Spanish Qualities

Courtyard that smells of romance,
Of couplets and roses, and orange blossoms.
The Spanish night escapes,
that with its darkness knew how to cover you.(x2)
 
Like a carnation that bursts,
Your blood-red mouth gave me a kiss,
And in that kiss there remained
The nights, the couplets, the roses and me.
 
Behind the lace screen
The flower pots and flowers could hear
in a pleasant sigh, a sigh from the soul,
what he wanted to tell you.
 
ahhhahhh...
 
The clacking of castanets, the courtyard
which the gypsy filled with celebration.
A kiss that has been mostly mine,
That from your mouth, made me tremble.
Something that was more than a kiss,
Something that is more than kissing.
A kiss that left in my life, guitars
and couplets and orange blossoms.(x2)
 

You forget

Versions: #2
You forget
that you love me in spite of what you say,
since we both carry scars upon our souls
impossible to erase.
 
You forget
that I could even do you wrong if I decided,
since your love I hold dear commitment to
but forced it will not be.
 
And now it turns out
that I am not of your life's stature,
and by leaving you almost - almost forget
that there is a pact between us two.
 
For my part
I return your promise to adore me,
don't even feel sorry for leaving me,
since that pact was not with god.
 
And now it turns out
that I am not of your life's stature,
and by leaving you almost - almost forget
that there is a pact between us two.
 
For my part
I return your promise to adore me,
don't even feel sorry for leaving me,
since that pact was not with god.
 

Slave and Master

Versions: #2
I don't know what it is about your eyes,
I don't know what it is about your mouth (lips)
that dominates my cravings (desires)
and turns my blood crazy.
 
I don't know how I wound up loving you
nor how you I went onto adoring,
wishing for death a thousand times
when upon you I am not gazing.
 
At night when I lay myself down
to god I ask I forget you
and at dawn I awake
only just to adore you.
 
What influence your lips hold
that when they kiss me I tremble?
They make me feel like a slave
and master of the universe.
 
At night when I lay myself down
to god I ask to forgive you
and at dawn I awake
only just to adore you.
 
What influence your lips hold
that when they kiss me I tremble?
They make me feel like a slave
and master of the universe.
 

Nem vagyunk egyedül

Ez a vágy, hogy megváltoztassam a valóságot,
hogy érezzem, még élek
És meg fogok keresni mindent, ami olyan, mint én
Akiknek van még több álmuk van...több álmuk
 
Egy könyvben, amit még soha senki sem olvasott,
olvasom az élet utasításait,
még ha tudom is, hogy majd őket fogom követni,
Azt teszem, amit érzek...
 
A távolságon túl, nem vagyunk egyedül
ugyanannak az emberiségnek a fiai
Lelkek utazva, keresve az igazikat,
a bátorság nem hiányzik
 
Túljut bármilyen ideológia határain
az érzelem, amely egyesül egy nagyszerű ötletben
Van egy másik létező világ
És azt keresem, és én is azt akarom, és én is, mint te
 
A fehéren hagyott oldalakon
Adjunk helyet minden álmunknak
Eros: a jövőt soha senki nem fogja ellopni
a kezeink közül...
 
A távolságon túl, nem vagyunk egyedül
ugyanannak az emberiségnek a fiai
Zavart lelkek, bebörtönzött szívek
ugyanazzal a gondolattal a szabadságról...szabadságról
 
A távolságon túl, nem vagyunk egyedül
A bizonytalanság nem fog minket megállítani
Túljut a határokon, a földrajzot nem ismeri az érzelem, ami egyesül egy nagy ötletben
A távolságon túl, nem vagyunk egyedül, mindig keresve az igazságot
 
Utazó lelkek, bebörtönzött szívek, a szabadságnak ugyanazon gondolatával
Van egy másik létező világ, és azt keresem veled
Én is veled
Veled
És te velem
 

The Solitary Bird

Solitary bird, you sing
from the crest of the ancient tower
to the landscape, while day dies:
while music wanders the valley.
Spring brightens
the air around, exults in the fields,
so the heart is moved to see it.
Flocks are bleating, herds are lowing:
more birds happily make a thousand
circles in the clear sky, all around,
celebrating these happy times:
you gaze pensively, apart, at it all:
no companions, and no flight,
no pleasures call you, no play:
you sing, and so see out
the year, the sweet flowering of your life.
 
Ah, how like
your ways to mine! Pleasure and Joy
youth’s sweet companions,
and, Love, its dear friend,
sighing, bitter at passing days,
I no longer care for them, I don’t know why:
indeed I seem to fly far from them:
seem to wander, a stranger
in my native place,
in the springtime of my life.
This day, yielding to evening now,
is a holiday in our town.
You can hear a bell ring in the clear sky,
you can hear the cannon’s iron thunder,
echoing away, from farm to farm.
Dressed for the festival
young people here
leave the houses, fill the streets,
to see and be seen, with happy hearts.
I go out, alone,
into the distant country,
postpone all delight and joy
to some other day: and meanwhile
my gaze takes in the clear air,
brings me the sun that sinks and vanishes
among the distant mountains,
after the cloudless day, and seems to say,
that the beauty of youth diminishes.
 
You, lonely bird, reaching the evening
of this life the stars grant you,
truly, cannot regret
your existence: since your every
action is born of nature.
But I, if I can’t
evade through prayer,
the detested threshold of old age,
when these eyes will be dumb to others,
and the world empty, and the future
darker and more irksome than the present,
what will I think of such desires?
Of these years of mine? Of what happened?
Ah I’ll repent, and often,
un-consoled, I’ll gaze behind me.
 

Gas Station

No. no, no don't pull this on me
Because biscuit is no water
You put whatever you want, there, that I'll pick whatever I want to
Don't try forcing me, woman, it won't work
 
Slowly
Really slowly
Better than doing it quickly is doing it right
 
It doesn't matter
If you don't care
I'll stay here doing it really slowly
 
You don't need to call me love
When you want me I'll go
Meet you without commitment
Wherever it's needed
Whichever day of the week
Any time, day or night
 
I'm open 24h
Like a Gas Station
 

Vagabond

I am a poor vagabond, no home and no fortune,
and I don't know any of the joys of this world.
I go through life with no direction, sorrow is my condemnation
and liquor calmed my sorrow because love is a lie.
 
I don't care what they say about my bohemian heart,
I get drunk because I carry in my soul a tragedy.
And so I take the path that fate condemns me
because at the end in life I will be a vagabond until I die.
 
I don't care what they say about my bohemian heart,
I get drunk because I carry in my soul a tragedy.
And so I take the path that fate condemns me
because at the end in life I will be a vagabond until I die.
 

The Mussolini

Get on your knees
Shake your hips
Clap your hands
And dance the Mussolini
 
Dance the Hitler
Move your rump
And dance the Jesus Christ
 

And I still love you

Every time that I hold you in my arms.
that I look into your eyes, that I hear your voice
and that I think of my life in pieces,
the pay of all I do for you,
I ask myself: ¿why don't I end up
with so much affliction, with so much grief?
If next to you I don't have any future.
¿why don't I pull out this love from my heart?
 
¿Why
if you lie once,
if you lie once again,
and again you lie...?
 
¿Why
I embrace you again,
I kiss you again
even if you make me suffer?
 
I know
that your love is a wound,
that it is the cross of my life
and my perdition.
 
Why
do I torture myself for you,
and my anguish for you
is worse every time?
 
And why,
with my soul in peaces,
I embrace to your arms
if you don't love me?
 
I can't live the way I live..
I know it, I understand it with all reason,
if next to you I only receive
the bitter caress of your compassion.
even though... why don't I shout
that it's all a lie, a lie your love,
and why do I need your love
lf I only find in it torture and grief?
 

Fekete-fehérben

Nézek egy képet az anyámról
Boldog volt három éves lehetett
Magához ölelt egy játékbabát
A legjobban vágyott ajándékát
A születésnapi zsúrja volt.
 
Egy fekete-fehér kifakult (kép) volt
Nézem az akkori anyámat és újralátom
Az ugyanolyan mosolyom
 
És hányszor gondolok rá
Hogy távolinak érzem őt
És hányszor gondolok arra.
 
Rólam szerettem volna vele beszélni
Legalább 'miérteket' kérdezni
A hosszú és a bántó csendekről
A hanyag pillanatokról
Tökéletesen rugalmatlannak
Megközelíthetetlennek és vadnak mutattam magam
Elkerülhetetlenül kíméletlen,
Fél a döbbenetes versengéstől.
 
Nézek egy képet az anyámról
Boldog volt húsz éves lehetett
Egy selyem nyaksálba kötött haja volt
Egy tovaszálló arckifejezése volt
A hatvanas évek fényes perspektívája
Egy örömtől sugárzó Cataniaban
Kémlelem a szálat, a jelet és a gyűlést
Az ugyanolyan mosolyom
 
És hányszor gondolok rá
Hogy távolinak érzem őt
És hányszor gondolok arra.
 
Rólam szerettem volna vele beszélni
Legalább 'miérteket' kérdezni
A hosszú és a bántó csendekről
A hanyag pillanatokról
Tökéletesen rugalmatlannak
Megközelíthetetlennek és vadnak mutattam magam
Elkerülhetetlenül kíméletlen,
Fél a veleszületett versengéstől.
 
Rólam szerettem volna vele beszélni
Legalább 'miérteket' kérdezni
Rólam szerettem volna vele beszélni
Legalább 'miérteket' kérdezni.
 

The Caravel

I'm on the bridge of my caravel
I carry my soul attached to the helm
A breath of love blows my sails
And I set off singing, set off singing
A divine song.
 
I neither make up my route nor lead the way
to where my ship is to sail.
I know that without a course I'm guided by my destiny
And one day, one day my ship will be
The queen of the seas.
 
Let my course be marked by a flying bird
An errant star or a swift cyclone
I want to see clear my bright star
And one day, one day my ship will be
The goddess of the seas.
 

Incredible luck

I have an incredible luck.
what an incredible luck, to love you
with such immense love
that it won't end even at death time.
 
Aayyy, heart,
don't tell her that I love her so much,
because when you surrender your life,
in tears, love ends up.
 
I have an incredible luck,
see if it es not luck to know all your anxieties.
your eyes have told me,
your eyes, that are the windows if your soul.
 
Aayyy, heart,
to a love, don't surrender yourself completely,
there are always thorns behind the roses
and a treacherous dagger is waiting for you.
 
Aahhh…. aaahhhh… aaahhh…
 
The eyes that bewitched me,
that looked at me, no longer do it,
the lips that lulled me,
that kissed me no longer sigh.
 
Aayyy, cruel world,
how the way opens at my feet!
Those changes that life has,
are whims that fate has.
 

Loneliness

Tell me what I can even do
How I can ever forget you
Without your embrace
How I'm ever going to live again
 
How do I even breathe
If you were my air
I'll be lost
Without your love to light my way
 
Like a night that has lost its moon
Like a river that no longer finds the sea
I have surrendered to this absence of you
To the raw truth that I shall love you no more
 
I live each day
Thinking about what I've lost
My soul is empty
Engulfed in my longing for you
 
And my world fell silent
It's wintertime in my heart
And the void that lies in your place
Won't let me escape this loneliness
 

Sound

Stars are emerging in
And you are emerging in with them
 
I'm waving my hands
Again and again
But you keep floating up
 
Tears are dropping
Afraid of getting caught, I'm wiping them off
 
Why are you so painful?
While my heart is already like this
 
From far, far away I hear
Your breathing, your voice
Your sounds that are painful even in my dream
 
If everyday I walk
Following the clouds, following the wind
Maybe I will see
You beautifully
Laughing
 
Starlight is falling down
I'm thinking of you even more
 
Again today you are stuck in my eyes so I'm pacing back and forth
And my heart is aching because of longing
Why do I miss you so much?
 
From far, far away I hear
Your breathing, your voice
Your sounds that are painful even in my dream
 
If everyday I walk
Following the clouds, following the wind
Maybe I will see
Your beautiful smile
 
No matter where you are stepping,
Even if there's no place for my body alone to rest
Just walking alongside
And holding your hand
I want to walk this way
I want to live this way
 
You, you
The name I miss
Your breathing, your voice
Your sounds that are painful even in my dream
 
You, you
Ringing sound
If I call everyday,
Maybe you will hear
My heart crying out to you
Like this
 

I forgot your name

It's strange, yesterday I saw you, and while trying to call you
truly- so you'll be amazed,
and despite how much I loved you,
can you believe it?, I forgot your name.
 
In vain, through my mind passed
those to who I gave my love,
but it was useless, I couldn't remember you,
just know I loved you once.
 
It's strange, yesterday I saw you, and while trying to call you
truly- so you'll be amazed,
and despite how much I loved you,
can you believe it?, I forgot your name.
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It's strange, yesterday I saw you, and while trying to call you
truly- so you'll be amazed,
and despite how much I loved you,
can you believe it?, I forgot your name.
 
Just learning.

Flower of Solitude

We lived we conversed we resisted
we crossed paths on the street under the trees
we perhaps made a little stir
we traced timid gestures in the air
but what words can explain
that ours was a solitary and silent
profoundly silent heart
and in the end our eyes watched
like eyes that watch in forests
In the midst of the tumultuous city
in the visible angle of its countless edges
the flower of solitude grew lusher each day
We had a name for this
but the ruthless time of men
killed in us the one who was dying
And in this ambitious heart
alone like a man christ dies
What shall we call the void that flows
relentless as a river?
It is born it swells it will empty
and in all of this it’s finally a sea
We lived we conversed we resisted
without realizing that in everything we die a little
 

Loneliness Dance

Loneliness is lava that covers everything
Bitterness in my mouth smiles with its lead teeth
Loneliness, word dug in my mouth
Resigned and mute in loneliness' compass
 
Disillusion, disillusion
I dance, you dance
In the loneliness' dance
 
Camélia is now a widow, Joana fell in love
Maria has tried to die, because of her love
My father always said me, care care, my son
When I think about the future, I don't forget the past
 
Disillusion, disillusion
I dance, you dance
In the loneliness' dance
 
When midnight cames, my thoughts they wander
I run the fingers on the viola, contemplating the full moon
After all, there's a pure water font
Whoever drinks that water, won't have bitterness anymore