A keresés eredménye

The Third Stoker

Gira volta gira volta volta gira1 fly
Gira volta gira volta volta gira fly
Full of diamonds is the sea
Where you never reach the horizon
Rich in perfumes the mud on the nettles
In the setting sun
 
Gira volta gira volta volta gira fly
Gira volta gira volta volta gira fly
Sugar, lemon and snow
Taken from the roofs of many years ago
Night after night mum will still sing
 
The day you were born
A love was born for me
A thousand and a thousand stars
Changed their colour
Gira volta fly to infinity
This dirge will be repeated
With the notes of an accordion
The party will still come
 
The saint passes the saint passes
Look how beautiful he is
The women sing in chorus
Look how beautiful he is
Skirts rubbing
As blood and wax drip from the holiness
The chimneys smoke, fried fish and cod
 
There was a little girl in her blue shoes
Floral dress
And her eyes to look up on
A dark shot and the smoke in the sky goes away
The little girl was spinning
In her blue shoes
Gira gira volta
Arms outstretched and nose up
And the band was slowly starting to begin
 
Zum para para zum para para zum pa pa
Zum paraparapa zum paraparapa zum pa pa
Stalls rides games lights orchestras little tenors zum pa pa
Peanuts nougat lollipops balloons zum pa pa
And zum para para zum para para zum pa pa
And Zum paraparapa zum paraparapa zum pa pa
Brilliantine2 aftershave cigarettes trumpets horns and putipù
Earrings necklaces coiffing and much more
 
There was a little girl in her blue shoes
Floral dress
And her eyes to look up on
A dark shot and the smoke in the sky goes away
The little girl was spinning
In her blue shoes
Gira gira volta
Arms outstretched and nose up
And the band was slowly starting to begin
 
Out of tune notes
A comings and goings of naivety
People smelled
Of sweat and dignity
The third stoker
The most popular artist
Shot his colours into the sky
And in the silence they came down
 
Gold, turquoise, amaranth, coral, emerald and coffee
The little girl in that eastern sky
Saw the life and love that is there
One two three
Three strokes to finish and the night returned
From then on she remained dreaming
And the colours forever with her she took.
 

• 1. It's a wordplay on the word 'giravolta', a twirl
• 2.

Te Deum (Tosca)

SCARPIA
Three agents ... a carriage ...
Quickly! ... follow her
wherever she goes! ... don't be seen! ... see to it!
 
SPOLETTA
Of course! Where shall I find you?
 
SCARPIA
Palazzo Farnese!
 
Go, Tosca! Scarpia is taking root in your heart! ...
Go, Tosca! Scarpia is
letting take flight the hawk
of your jealousy. How much promise
in your ready suspicion!
Scarpia is taking root in your heart!
Go, Tosca!
 
CHAPTER
Adjutorum nostrum in nomine Domini
 
CROWD
Qui fecit coelum et terram
 
CHAPTER
Sit nomen Domini benedictum
 
CROWD
Et hoc nunc et usquem in saeculum.
 
SCARPIA
Two birds with one stone
are in my sights, and it's not the head of the revolutionary
that is the most precious. Ah, in those commanding eyes
to see the fire
fade with the spasm of love,
in my arms ...
fade with love.
One on the gallows,
the other in my arms ...
 
CROWD
Te Deum laudamus:
Te Dominum confitemur!
 
SCARPIA
Tosca, you make me forget God!
 
ALL
Te aeternum Patrem
omnis terra veneratur!
 

Caramel

Versions: #1
Traffic jam, cars and sound of heels,
As some women's hands sing 'caramel' for the girls!
The kohl in their eyes coupled with their dark lips
kissing the lipsticks in their hands,
Your lover's gift is on its way
he sent it on some bird's wings
He casted on you a breeze to lift you up over this traffic jam
He sent you a breeze to lift you up
over these roads
Traffic jam, cars and sounds of heels,
As some women's hands sing 'caramel' for the girls!
 

Caramel

Traffic jam with sounds of cars, high heels
and claps of girls while singing for 'caramel'*
wearing eyeliner on their eyes
and red lipstick on their brown lips
The present of your lover is on the way,
carried upon the wing of a bird
(Your lover's) sending you a breeze to carry you away from this traffic jam
sending you a breeze to carry you
above those roads
Traffic jam with sounds of cars, high heels
and claps of girls while singing for 'caramel'
'Caramel'