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2019.03.08.

Under the storm!(By Neagu Catalin )

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CHORUS :He who wants can
And he who can makes the bet
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds!
 
And if the sky falls DANCE under the storm
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
That anywhere I go with my spear
after that mountain
 
how you go how you rest
the rain rains away
 
And while I am scratching my destiny
Drawing my foot on the road.
 
I will seek that which is mine
only because I've been born
 
CHORUS :He who wants can
And he who can makes the bet
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds!
 
And if the sky falls DANCE under the storm
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
If you say to yourself that you cannot what you can
Shut your mouth and start walking already
Against the current alone swims a fish
and his scales we do not see
 
Go and put your heart (in it)
Remove the wine's cap
that nothing is easy look upon,
if you want lemonade
squeeze out the lemon, (my) family !
 
Oooh,oh,yeah,yeah
 
If with me come you win!
 
Oooh,oh,yeah,yeah
 
If with me come you win!
 
Oooh,oh,yeah,yeah
 
CHORUS :He who wants can
And he who can makes the bet
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds!
 
And if the sky falls DANCE under the storm
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
Oooh,oh,yeah,yeah
 
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds!
 
Don't lose your hope
Your luck will change tomorrow
 
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
What you need in your life
Is possitive attitude!
 
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
everything has an end
So good for your problems
 
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
I tell you that I ,for you
walk slowly
to follow and keep the party
 
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
follow the stepsof this guy
that if you know what he wants
 
(The nr 1 of Salsa Giants)
Oooh,oh,yeah,yeah
 
I have postive attitude
I am La India do not stop
Oooh,oh,yeah,yeah
 
he who searches finds out!
he who searches finds out!
 
if the rain of the sky
get wet under the storm
 
he who searches finds out!
to you,to you,to you
i do not care
 
he who searches finds out!
look,you do not pay this bill
 
he who searches finds out!
nothing will succed if you do not try
 
he who searches finds out!
i have good salsa
lift you flag up
and represent where you are from
 
CHORUS :He who wants can
And he who can makes the bet
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds!
 
And if the sky falls DANCE under the storm
The problem is bad,bad
I assure you that he who searches finds out!
 
CHORUS :He who wants can
And he who can makes the bet
 
2018.01.08.

Promises are promises

Promises are promises
don't forget that,
promises that that day
you said crying.
Promises are promises,
they get erased with the years,
like all the things,
that we loved yesterday.
 
You promised to give me love,
and being the fire of my home,
to be that would take me to the sea.
Placid swallow that,
will always return to my nest,
so many poems, so much love
were awakening with the sun,
you promised me love, you promised.
 
You promised to give me peace,
and being my light and my candle,
so many caresses like that, you promised me.
I'll be the same way,
I won't be scared of walking,
looking for love in another flesh,
and I'll love him without promises,
you promised me love, you promised.
 
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2018.01.08.

Come back wanderer

I'm looking through that window how the sun sets
autumn twilight in my garden with its dry leaves
by the fire I play guitar I feel you close
always coming with a smile
a caress the tie loose
weaving crazy dreams in the walk.
 
I'm looking if I can find you in the horizon ah!..ah!
and I'll always leave the door open in case you're getting in
I know you're wandering by platforms picking flowers hey..hey!
and giving bread pieces
to the pidgeons that go to the plaza
weaving crazy dreams in the walk.
 
Come back wanderer to my yard again I'll open the door,
you know wanderer that near this grille I feel you closer.
Think wanderer that I've been waiting for you near this window,
but now I'll only sing, laugh and I won't cry,
you know wanderer I saved a poem for you.
 
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2018.01.08.

If it were like yesterday (Cry cry heart)

Cry cry heart
it's all the same for me
dear... who are you with
who gives you love
who gives you warmth
who gives her life like me
 
Cry cry heart
what a silence what a pain
dear... what a loneliness
today your body trembles
every morning
another eyes you look when you love
 
If it were like yesterday
when love was born
while kissing the rain damped us
we can never dream anymore
with flowers nor champagne
and the fire heating the home
 
Cry cry heart
it's all the same for me
dear... answer me
who gives you love
who gives you warmth
who gives her life like me
 
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2018.01.08.

A letter in the distance

You know my darling, what a strange desolation,
is raining in my soul and I'm here all alone
while I write you this letter today.
You know my darling, there's nobody in my room
only in the radio sounds a song,
inside of me I look for the truth my light my freedom
 
It could be, it could be, the dawn,
it could be maybe the rumor of a train
it could be, it could be because accidentally
I hear your laughter, I feel your steps.
 
Old papers where I'll tell you,
that I'm used to the sadness,
because my letter is a small flower
in a mailbox.
 
It could be, it could be, so much loneliness,
it could be maybe this thirst of love,
it could be, it could be that I can't forget,
I write to you a letter in the distance.
 
It could be, it could be, the dawn,
it could be maybe because I loved you,
it could be, it could be because accidentally
I hear your laughter, I feel your steps.
 
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2018.01.08.

Come back father sun

Stay searching
for the spike that the wind dragged
dressing my skin with foam
of our father.
Stay in my body
with the language of silence
my skin will follow you in your print
the one of my father.
 
Let the sun come in again
and then we'll go running behind
the father sun
Let it paint the earth with light
and hold my eyes without letting go
the father sun
 
Sleeping in the sand
I'll walk over the waters
your hand will go on in my hand
and in our father.
Where the wind lives
and where the sun forms the light
where your eyes stare
with our father.
 
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2018.01.07.

Goodbye boy of my neighbourhood

Goodbye boy of my neighbourhood,
where are you going so hurried
you pass on bike,
I can't reach you
If you go by the neighbourhood
ask to my song
in what place of the street
your kiss hid today
 
If you come to my door
sleep between my arms and rest now
hold my waist
that we'll scape by the roofs
let's dance
la la ra la la la la, a la la ra la la la la
 
Boy of my neighbourhood
flowers in the hair and shoeless feet
boy of my neighbourhood
with dirty face and long hair,
tell me that finally we'll play
to the freedom of love
in some corner of my house
I'm waiting for you
 
If you pass by my streetside
and you play with my skirt, yeah
gift me your smile,
sow stars in my belly.
 
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