A keresés eredménye

Night Cafe

The saxophone man's tired when he plays his song
in the morning at a quarter past four.
Night cafe, your tequila doesn't help for long,
today forgetting is a difficult chore.
 
Night cafe, my closest friend,
as always you have time for me.
You've witnessed many of my ups and downs,
and you've shared many friendships with me.
 
Maybe you also can recall
my Linda sitting on that chair.
Her name's still in lipstick on your wall,
we had a lot of fun, I swear.
 
Night cafe, night cafe,
and today in the heat of the night
it seems to me, night cafe,
as if I hear her laughter so bright.
Night cafe, night cafe,
can you feel the same like me?
 
Night cafe, I can still hear her say,
though I wasn't quite her type,
I'd anyhow be worth a try today.
We laughed, and I went along with her.
 
She didn't know what I loved about her,
nor did I, what she liked about me.
Maybe just somebody else's image,
which she always longed to see.
 
Night cafe, night cafe,
she lives without a safety net,
and I hope, night cafe
that life will never hurt her yet,
night cafe, night cafe,
and that she'll find what she's looking for.
 
One doesn't ask questions when it's time to go,
and at some point everyone is alone,
and only those, whose hearts are strong,
will win and conquer the throne.
 
Finally Kris Kristofferson sang
his song about Bobby McGee,
and when I saw her at the side of the street,
I wished I were a little like her.
 
Night cafe, night cafe,
she lives without a safety net,
and I hope, night cafe
that life will never hurt her yet,
night cafe, night cafe,
and that she'll find what she's looking for.
 

Hello Angel

Hello angel, do you really have to leave already?
Someone like you is seldom seen here.
Just make a call up there
and ask the dear Lord,
whether you may stay with me until tomorrow morning.
 
Do all angels look like you?
I always thought that for angels Tequila was taboo.
Tell me: Does Elvis teach you rock 'n' roll?
Is the old man up there really still free from giddiness?
 
Hello angel, please don't drink so much.
Otherwise your job might be at stake in the end.
I only just want to know, what's going on up there,
'cause just a few years more
and I will be ready for heaven, too.
 
Can Bogey watch „Casablanca“ up there?
Or does he play poker with John Wayne in the evening?
Do you have Reggae in your heavenly jukebox,
or do you play the saxophone for Norma Jean?
 
Hello angel, is it better up there than here?
Or are you annoying each other even worse than we do?
Is it true, angel, do you really live free in heaven?
Or are you controlled by a heavenly FBI?
 
Does Janis Joplin drive a Mercedes Benz up there?
Do Brian and Jimmy finally have a band together ?
Where does John F. K. meet Marilyn?
Oh yes, what about Jimmy Dean, actually?
 
Hello angel, it might be better if you leave.
Goodbye angel, and let yourself be seen again.
If possible, please not on Thursday,
'cause I'll be in the studio then.
But if you wish to come anyway – okay.
 
Hello angel, please pass my greetings to Jimmy Morrison,
and tell him, angel: We will not forget him.
(„We won't forget you!“)