A keresés eredménye oldal 2

Bye Bye Sadness

No one here is a complete angel or demon
No one here knows the secret of a happy life
There's no way to tell reality from dreams
And to tell you from me
And to tell me from you
And to tell you from me
And to tell me from you
 
I'm not here to suffer
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
I'm not here to suffer
(Bye bye, sadness...)
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
(Bye bye, sadness...)
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
 
I know how to make mistakes on my own, without being advised
If I suffer, who will cry for me?
I know how to look at myself not needing a mirror
Don't tell me no
And don't tell me yes
Don't tell me no
And don't tell me yes
 
I'm not here to suffer
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
I'm not here to suffer
(Bye bye, sadness...)
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
(Bye bye, sadness...)
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
 
And to tell you from me
And to tell me from you
And to tell you from me
And to tell me from you
 
I'm not here to suffer
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
I'm not here to suffer
(Bye bye, sadness...)
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
(Bye bye, sadness...)
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
 
I'm not here to suffer
(Bye bye, sadness...)
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
(Bye bye, sadness...)
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
I'm not here to suffer
(Bye bye, sadness...)
Why am I feeling nostalgic?
(Bye bye, sadness...)
I want to be happy
Bye bye, sadness, you don't need to come back
 

Sad Little Girl

Sad little girl,
behind that window of yours,
tell me, but what you are thinking?
You are not tired of counting
every day, as you do,
each drop that the rain
brings down.
 
Sad little girl,
write also on your windowpane
all of the dreams that you no longer live.
But, in the dreams you will see,
you can never find
that which you hide
deep in your eyes.
 
Love no longer knocks
since quite some time at your door
where desire falls to pieces
and hope goes away.
 
Sad little girl,
no, do not cry for nothing.
You will see that one day you will find
a boy like me
that will make dream again
a little girl
like you.
 
~~~~~
 
Love no longer knocks
since quite some time at your door
where desire falls to pieces
and hope goes away.
 
Sad little girl,
no, do not cry for nothing.
You will see that one day you will find
a boy like me
who will make dream again
a little girl
like you.
 

sad like you

[Verse 1]
Finally, the moon arrives
The sky painted gray
I want to disappear
When the sun comes again
 
[Pre-Chorus]
How to escape the darkness?
When my instincts lose direction?
Eyes just see what they want to
I know, I know, what you feel
 
[Chorus]
I know it hurts you too, the way it hurts me
We are the same, sad reality
Your words with hatred, the worst accessory
But in the end, it's no coincidence
I don't blame you, you're sad like me
 
[Verse 2]
Tears on my skin
I can no longer hide
You know how to always open
The scar
 
[Pre-Chorus]
How to escape the darkness?
When my instincts lose direction?
Eyes just see what they want to
I know, I know, what you feel
 
[Chorus]
I know it hurts you too, the way it hurts me
We are the same, sad reality
Your words with hatred, the worst accessory
But in the end, it's no coincidence
I don't blame you, you're sad like me
 
[Bridge]
I am bad and sometimes I am good
There are wars that are won and others that are lost
And maybe time will pass
And with a smile, I can forget it
 
[Chorus]
I know it hurts you too, the way it hurts me
We are the same, sad reality
Your words with hatred, the worst accessory
But in the end, it's no coincidence
I don't blame you, you're sad like me
 
[Outro]
Eh-eh
I can't blame you, you're sad like me
 

Winter: When I was twenty / We were always together / I met Sadness / I want to die ill

When I was twenty
I looked like
Someone who was leaving on a great journey
 
Those who looked at me then saw a small boy
With long hair, and a child's eyes
 
And those who look at me now
No longer see the same thing
Because, just like a wave,
Life has already passed by
 
And yet there's still people
Who see me as I was then
And don't realize
How much has changed
 
~ ~ ~
 
We were always together
But almost never got along
It was great to fight
Over answers you don't have
Over questions almost no one
Asks when they're older
All of this back and forth
With the sea always being blue
 
I'm full of memories,
I'm enriched by my friends,
Who are alive now as they were then,
Even though they're no longer here.
 
And even now that tomorrows
Become a little bit shorter,
There's still so much time to dream
There's still so much time to love.
 
~ ~ ~
 
I met Sadness
And I pretended not to know her.
I fell asleep and I had
A long caress as a bedsheet.
 
What do I care
About the things others are saying?
What do I care
With all the friends I have?
 
What do I care,
About those who are against me?
What do I care,
As long as I have you on my side?
 
And if, for once,
Everyone agreed with me,
That means I must've written
Something wrong.
 
What do I care,
About those who only know how to hate?
What do I care,
About those who only know how to envy?
 
What should I care,
I, who live on the Moon,
About those who have never
Seen the Moon?
 
What I really care about
I, who have no certainties,
Is that nothing's more important
Than a long caress of yours.
 
~ ~ ~
 
I want to die ill
Not healthy as a fish
That may be good for fish
But not for me.
 
I want to die ill
After doing everything
The good and the bad
But what's the bad?
 
After all, the bad is not doing anything,
Not giving anything to anyone,
And dying rich and in good health
For no reason.
 
I want to die ill,
Because of love and poetry,
And also due to bronchitis
Because I smoke.
 

Thorny Labyrinth

Versions: #1
Pain,
Grief,
Oblivion,
Darkness,
Dreaming,
Blood,
Misery,
Loneliness,
Night,
Place,
Bells,
Foggy field,
Nothingness,
Feathers…
 

No Matter How Sad Someone Is

{Chorus} x2
No matter how sad someone is,
Love will change his life,
It will bring the Sun into his life,
It would tell him 'Good morning!'.
 
{1st Stanza} x2
Love can create
A miracle, in just a second,
It can bring happiness
To any poor soul.
 
{Chorus} x2
 
{2nd Stanza} x2
Love can reach you
Even late in the night,
And it can erase all your tears
In just a moment.
 
{Chorus} x2
 
{Chorus} x2
 

Good Morning Sadness

Good morning sadness
So late sadness
You came today to see me
Was already getting kinda sad
Of staying so long away from you
 
Get there sadness
Sit with me
Here on this bar table
Drink from my cup
Give me your shoulder
For me to cry
Cry of sadness
Sadness of loving
 

Sad Life

To endure eternal sorrow
Is the fate of all of us who are too devoted to love
Never could my heart protect itself
From love carving itself through the soul
 
My broken heart searched again
Reveal your chest and let it rest there
It cries out for comfort to satisfy its thirst
It is not desiring lust
 
Every crime must be confessed
No one can ever escape punishment
Until the lust of the last sweet release
Is devoured in death
 
How long can someone embrace,
Once again, the time has passed
You'll never be able to protect yourself
And extinguish that passionate flame
 
I know: love is sin
That's why I can't evade my punishment
My heart is broken forever
By someone who never really cared about me
 

Sad kisses

(No-oh, oh-oh-oh)
 
I don't know you, you are no longer the same
I know that he who stole your charisma (no)
I feel cold and it doesn't suit you
I tell you as a friend, you were better with me
 
And you realize that your love is mine (me)
I let you fly and the truth is you came back
I'm not saying goodbye, you're leaving because that's what you want
How many kisses did you give? how many sad kisses?
 
You realize that your love is mine (me)
I let you fly and the truth is you came back
I'm not saying goodbye, you're leaving because that's what you want
How many kisses did you give? how many sad kisses? (yeah)
 
(Cali and El Dandee, yo)
I let you fly like an eagle
You're back, girl, like nothing
If he takes you to the movie theater or cooks for you
I'm asking you out of curiosity
 
How many kisses did you give, you tell me
You blocked me and sent me the request again
Missing despite my demands and my voice saying 'I love you, honey'
The world revolves around us and here we are
 
And today you realize that your love is mine
I let you fly and the truth is you came back
I'm not saying goodbye, you left because you wanted to
How many kisses did you give? how many sad kisses?
 
You realize how much love you have for me (it's me)
I let you fly and the truth is you came back (came back)
I'm not saying goodbye, you left because you wanted to (You wanted to)
How many kisses did you give? how many sad kisses?
 
Cali and El Dandee, yo
uoh-uoh, (yes-yes) uh-uh, yeah-yeah tucu-tucutú, uoh, uoh
How many kisses did you give? how many sad kisses? ah
 

Sad song

Versions: #1
A musician begins in front of his blank page
A sad waltz, they're not always cheerful, these artists
He sings for himself the notes that come into his mind
Like an autumn wind, it's not always cheerful, Poland
 
His sadness stole the song from the piano
And it plays on your stereo
When you have a heavy heart at night
His song, it's the goodbye he didn't know how to tell her
The kind of music to reminice, to reminice
 
The sun rises again, he's used his ink pen
On his sad waltz, they don't sleep often, these artists
What does it matter who you love, the goodbyes are the same
And the autumn wind goes way further than Poland
 
His song, he wrote it without knowing how
It's probably his heart that you can hear
When someone else sings it passing by
His song, it's his goodbye he didn't know how to tell her
The kind of music to reminice, to reminice
 
A musician begins in front of his blank page
A sad waltz, they're not always cheerful, these artists
He sings for himself the notes that come into his mind
Like an autumn wind, it's not always cheerful, Poland
 

After Sadness

This bread tastes of a memory,
chewed in this poor tavern
where the harbor is most littered and deserted.
 
And I savor the beet’s bitterness,
seated, on the way back home,
facing the cloud-topped mountains and the lighthouse.
 
My spirit, having vanquished one of its torments,
observes with new eyes in the ancient evening
a pilot with his pregnant wife,
 
and a ship, its seasoned wood
glistening in the sunset, its smokestack,
as tall as the two masts, making a childish
 
design that I made myself twenty years ago.
Who could have told me then that my life
would be so beautiful, with so many sweet concerns,
 
and so much solitary bliss!
 

Good mornigh, sadness

I feel a soft breeze between my hands,
Wearing them shine, shine, watch them fly.
A new smile is on my face today,
I can't help but say hello to everyone I see passing by.
When I know I won't find you again,
The tears, the hours with you are already past.
 
And I fly, tears already dry erase my pain,
The dreams that hid inside the heart,
They sound absurd concern.
So I will receive sadness smiling
As if it was an old life from yesterday,
Because I promised you that.
 
Flower petals between my hair,
They whisper only in me, why, why?,
That cruel goodbye, I can't blame you for leaving,
Life is like that, you see, nobody decides what could be,
Although today I drown in your memories,
My spirit wants to fight, does not want to cry.
So my heart breaks into a thousand pieces, through its
cracks it will dig happiness, that one day I felt together with
you,
If you look at me, you will cover that my words are sincere, the sadness will help me survive,
Because I promised you that.
 
Tears already dry erase my pain,
The dreams that hid inside the heart,
They sound absurd concern.
Even when I don't drown I will keep fighting, I will
never hide from loneliness, because I promised you that.
 
So I will receive sadness smiling
As if it was an old life from yesterday,
Because I promised you that.
 

Sad and Empty

She's going sad and empty
Crying for a treason with bitterness
For him that told her
That she was his love and his madness
Now life has taught her too much
She's not interesting in committing the same error
The loves that she has had have failed her
And left their promises in the air
And left their promises in the air...
 
She's going sad and empty
Crying for a treason with bitterness
For him that told her
That she was his love and his madness
She goes trying to win what she had dreamed of
Taking advantage of the experience of life
She goes forgetting sufferings of the past
The slander and the lie punish her
The slander and the lie punish her...
 
She's going sad and empty
Crying for a treason with bitterness
For him that told her
That she was his love and his madness
For him that told her
That she was his love and his madness
But in this whole passage of life
She has known to keep herself with decency
Even if many chatterboxes confuse her
Even if many try to play with her
Even if many try to play with her
 
She's going sad and empty
Crying for a treason with bitterness
For him that told her
That she was his love and his madness
That she was his love and his madness
 
In her face they understand each other
The failures of life
The slander and the lie
And the coldness punish her
It was that everyone had failed her
And she didn't deserve it
For failures of life
 
So dies a love
There's no one who understood
The promise they broke to her
The errors of Sofía
Where will the poor thing go?
Sad and desolate girl
But what would they do?
She walked so proudly
And no one knew of her pain
Look at her that she comes
Look at her that she goes
To where she would hide herself
 
I saw her crying, I saw her
 

Sad Winter

The night is blue
Full of stars
The breeze is wintry
It wants to snow
 
It is difficult to believe
that you are not here
beside me, like yesterday
 
And to think
that your goodbye
I can never have
 
Winter is blue
Sad, very sad
Blue is the color
Of loneliness
 
There is no warmth
more feverish
than the warmth
That I felt in your arms...
 
There I never felt a blue winter
There I never felt a blue winter
 

Sadness

Sadness,
please go away—
there is so much of you in my house—
no, do not ever enter.
 
There are so many people who have a need to suffer—
and who cry a little every day.
On the contrary, I want to live and sing
and I must tell you—no!
 
Sadness,
please go away—
no, do not be obsessed
with dwelling with me.
 
Now, I am going to paint my room red—
as soon as you are gone, I will do it.
 
And, in your place, I have already invited Hope—
and finally I will live.
 

The Smell Of Sadness

Versions: #3
I only smell sadness,
I smell solitude
In my lost eyes,
There is only tear drops
 
I feel a big void
In my heart
I feel a cold chill
of anxiety
 
Where is it, the other part of my heart?
Oh, love, where are you walking, where are you living?
Where, where are you?
 
The smell of sadness in my heart
I know your absence
I know pain
The smell of sadness in my heart
I know pain
 
I need someone
Someone to who I can love
I need to give everything I have
All of my heart
 
I have been searching for you
The sky, the land, and the oceans,
Underneath the stones,
And even on the sun
 
Where is it, the other part of my heart?
Oh, love, where are you walking, where are you living?
Where, where are you?
 
The smell of sadness in my heart
I know your absence
I know pain
The smell of sadness in my heart
I know your absence
I know pain
The smell of sadness in my heart
I know your absence
I know pain
The smell of sadness in my heart
I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know pain
 

Szomorú, bolond, vagy gonosz

Szomorú, bolond, vagy gonosz
Ő lesz feljogosítva arra,
Hogy elutasítsa
A receptet
 
A kultúrális receptjét
A férjének, a családjának
Óvd, óvd a rutint
 
Csak utasítsa el
A jól ismert receptet
Aki fájva
Elfogadja, hogy mindennek változnia kell
 
Hogy egy férfi ne határozzon meg téged
A házad nem határoz meg téged
A húsod nem határoz meg téged
Te vagy a saját otthonod
 
Egy férfi nem határoz meg téged
A házad nem határoz meg téged
A húsod nem határoz meg téged
Te vagy a saját otthonod
 
Ő elengedte magát
Elengedett minket
Egyedül fog élni
 
Ő elengedte magát
Elengedett minket
Egyedül fog élni
 
Nem látom magam a szóban
Nő: vadászati célpont
Engedelmes áldozat
 
Inkább elégetném a térképet
Átmennék újra az utcán
Színeket látnék a hamuban
És újra feltalálnám az életet
 
És egy férfi nem határoz meg engem
A házam nem határoz meg engem
A húsom nem határoz meg engem
Én vagyok a saját otthonom
 
Egy férfi nem határoz meg engem
A házam nem határoz meg engem
A húsom nem határoz meg téged
Én vagyok a saját otthonom
 
Ő elengedte magát
Elengedett minket
Egyedül fog élni
 
Ő elengedte magát
Elengedett minket
Egyedül fog élni
 
Ő elengedte magát
(Egy férfi nem határoz meg engem)
Elengedett minket
(A házam nem határoz meg engem)
Egyedül fog élni
(A házam nem határoz meg engem)
(Én vagyok a saját otthonom)
 

Near you sadness doesn”t show up

Like the sunshine after rain,
You show up in my way and then
Ceaselessly, from that moment,
You give me a great happiness!
 
(pre-chorus)
For some people love is just a game,
For us, love means everything!
 
(chorus)
Near you/ With you sadness doesn”t show up,
Even though it will be raining, it will be rain and sun too.
Today love made me smile again
And I locked, I locked the past in a drawer.
 
Caress me with your words,
Because you never lie to me.
Love was a disillusion,
But since I”m with you, it isn”t this way anymore!
 
(pre-chorus)
 
(chorus x 2)
 

Triste (Sad song)

A very sad song was made
This morning when I woke up
Since is a very sad song
I don't want to make you listen to it
 
There's a sad story
Maybe you too will notice
Though is a really sad thing
Or love ended
 
This way
Embracing each other
We salute the same morning
 
I dreamed a sad dream
This morning before waking up
A sad song is sung for me
By a dream where you kissed me
 
This way
Embracing each other
We salute the same morning
 
Sorry
Even if I
Love you that way
Sorry
Even if you
Trusted in me this way
 
Sorry
But someday
I hope to forget you
 

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Sad

Maybe I don't think about you but I'm not forgetting you
Maybe I miss you but I don't say it
Maybe I didn't keep my promises
Maybe your wounds never heal
 
I promised you a million things
I promised to make you my wife
Now all you have left is thorns
Because I fucked the petals of the rose mysef1
I know I lied to you, I know I cheated on you
That for me in love you already lost faith
That I destroyed the mornings, your kisses, and the cups of coffee
The scoundrels in the cinema, hitting the park in skates
I assure you that my soul is divided that it's my fault it ended
Walking alone to San Juan, singing to all the cobblestones
Thinking of the last time that I came with you
 
I spend my time smoking alone when I fall into depre-
Thinking of all the dust we put in the M32
I can't concentrate, the semester is fucked
For me the Devil comes now and kidnaps me
 
I spend my time smoking alone when I fall into depre-
Thinking of all the dust we put in the M3
I can't concentrate, the semester is fucked
For me the Devil comes now and kidnaps me
 
[Bryant Myers:]
Maybe I don't think about you but I'm not forgetting you
Maybe I miss you but I don't say it
Maybe I didn't keep my promises
Maybe your wounds never heal
 
[Bad Bunny:]
Maybe I don't think about you but I'm not forgetting you
Maybe I miss you but I don't say it
Maybe I didn't keep my promises
Maybe your wounds never heal
 
[Bryant Myers:]
I pretend, I say I'm good but really I lie
I know you remember too when we were being naughty in the back seat (oh)
I want to reuinite with you (yeah)
In truth losing you has been a lesson to me (wuh)
Baby I want to see if only for a moment
 
I I Have a rolled zed3
My soul is bleak without you
I prmise you I loved you truly
Noy my heart is in the darkness
 
Oblivion is a place that I still haven't found
They tell me that there I can forget about your love 4
I wouldn't have failed you if I had imagined
That losing you would cacuse me so much pain
 
Sad, baby I feel sad
It always kills me to think of you fucking with another
Now there is not remedy to fix what's happened between us, it's already broken
 
Mera tell me Conejo
Bad Bunny
Bryant Myers
The Darkness
Alex Killer
 
Maybe I don't think about you but I'm not forgetting you
Maybe I miss you but I don't say it
Maybe I didn't keep my promises
Maybe your wounds never heal
 
[Bad Bunny:]
Maybe I don't think about you but I'm not forgetting you
Maybe I miss you but I don't say it
Maybe I didn't keep my promises
Maybe your wounds never heal
 

• 1. 'joder' translates as 'fuck' in this context, however, not in a sexual way. More so 'fucking something up as in messing it up.
• 2. I'm not sure exactly what the M3 is referring to, so this translation may not make sense.
• 3. I'm not sure what this means or if this is translated correctly. 'Zeta' is how the letter 'z' is said in Spanish. But in some dialects it apparently means a police car also.
• 4. Literally it actually means 'undo myself of your love'.

SADNESS

You - in this sea of melancholy,
getting further far away from me,
but follow me through time.
Here - there s noone left to love
just a drop in my eyes that I won t let
slide down.
 
Ref.
And I m - still thinking
only about you, still
pretending that you re laying beside me,
feeding my melancholy on fragile memories of dream.
And you - may put your hand in fire
that I can t still breath without you
and that the bottom I have reached.
 
In my soul - there s no room
for neither laughter or the tears,
while you follow me through time.
 

Sad Song

I have a sad song in my heart
Cheerful, but not too much1 as sun as the sun appears
And I take my jacket
And a soul song
Yes, the verse needs changing, but...
 
It could work
Letting yourself go a bit
Playing with vigor
Further ahead, deep down in the heart
Without accelerating
Quietly
 
I have a sad song
In my heart
I'd have a lot to do
Dear friend Joe
You've fused
Yes, and I need to repair
Something that doesn't work
 
The motor needs to be redone but
It could leave again
Letting it burn
Pushing with vigor
Further ahead, deep down in the heart
Without accelerating
Quietly
 
I have a sad song
In my heart
In the evening as it gets dark
That just doesn't go down
To whom, to you, to whom I must tell it
If only you are here
The day rises, love, the night sets
...and we return
 

• 1. Also a reference to the tempo notation 'allegro non troppo' (Quickly but not too much)

Sadness Please Go Away

La la la la
La la la la laia la
La la la la laia la
La la la la ia la la
 
La la la la
La la la la laia la
La la la la laia la
La la la la ia la la
 
Sadness,
please go away
[there's so much of] You in my house
no, you will never enter
 
There are so many people who have to suffer
and who cry each day a little
though Astrud wishes to live and to sing
and should tell you no
 
La la la la
La la la la laia la
La la la la laia la
La la la la ia la la
 
. . . . . .
 
La la la la
La la la la laia la
La la la la laia la
La la la la ia la la
 
Sadness
please go away
don't have that craziness
of living with me
 
I'd like to paint my room in pink
as soon as I leave I will do so
to your place I've already invited hope
and at last I will live
 
La la la la
La la la la laia la
La la la la laia la
La la la la ia la la
 
La la la la
[fase out]
La la la la laia la...
 

Oh sad, sad was my soul.

Versions: #2
Oh sad, sad was my soul
Because, because of a woman
 
I did not console myself
Even though my heart has gone away
 
Even though my heart, even though my soul
Had fled far away from that woman
 
I did not console myself
Even though my heart has gone away
 
And my heart, my too sensitive heart
Said to my soul: Is it possible?
 
Is it possible? - was it -
This proud exile, this sad exile?
 
My soul said to my heart: Do I know
Myself what this trap wants from us
 
To be present although exiled
Even though gone so far
 
Oh sad, sad was my soul
Because, because of a woman
 
All of my work is dedicated to Ms Z. G., who is the real counterpart of Beatrice Portinari for me.

The sad boy

It's a sad boy
who knows what waiting means.
He's a forsaken kid,
a sad boy indeed.
And his tinker heart
knows no compromise1
 
Like all sad boys,
he makes things up, he rebels
to get himself noticed,
as if sadness,
this evil witch,
had cast him into the air.
 
And like all sad boys
he keeps drawing things
to find solace in them.
 
A shudder, a delight,
a moment, a shelter,
something to dream about.
 
I love this sad boy,
the way he seems to
apologize with each smile.
I love his capacity to believe,
how he knows how to marvel
at simply being alive.
 
I'm singing of a sad boy
who puts on airs
to avoid drowning.
Like all sad boys
he loves to act the though guy
and the king of the block.
 
And then this sad boy
came into my life.
He messed everything up.
 
My dreams and their sketches,
my memories, my own things2,
he took everything away.
 
It is for a sad boy
that I lay down my weapons
softly at his feet.
And for this sad boy
I'm willing to suffer,
I'm willing to shudder.
 
He's like a promise
He's like a racket
He's my castaway,
He's my only tenderness,
my love, my alarm,
my child, my sin.
 
Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
 
He's like a promise
He's like a racket
He's my castaway,
He's my only tenderness,
my love, my alarm,
my prince and my sin.
 

• 1. lit. '[is to be] taken [whole] or not taken [at all]'. That's idiomatic for a non negociable offer
• 2. the word has a few different meanings, but this one seems the most likely to me

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The gloomy one

Versions: #3
How gloomy was to say our goodbyes
just when our love was growing the most
the swallow then decided to fly
like foreboding the worst
 
How gloomy it all seems without you
the ocean turns away from the coast
the colors have become all gray hues
I am feeling alone
 
Who knows if I will see you again
who knows what kind of fate will I have
Without the starry blue of your air
Giving light to my path
I’ve chosen to devour my pain
Not taking neither pity or relief
the story of our love will remain for all eternity
 
How gloomy they all say that I am
that you are the motif of my talk
they haven’t realized that your love, your love
it’s what keeps me alive to this day, it’s what keeps me alive to this day
 
I’ve chosen to devour my pain, not taking neither pity or relief
the story of our love will remain for all eternity
How gloomy they all say that I am that you are the motif of my talk
they haven’t realized that your love your love
it’s what keeps me alive to this day, it’s what keeps me alive to this day, it’s what keeps me alive to this day
 

Tristana

She's so sad she could do anything,
for nothing, for everything.
She weeps softly as she dances around with the fools.
love has killed the words that move her.
Moving her.
She wants to be laid against your mouth1
 
She's so sad she pulls a face
in front of her mirror.
She embraces the passing shadow with a love at first sight2
and nothing will ever wipe the cowardly smudges
of the blood flowing from bodies that break apart.
 
So long Tristana,
your heart caught a cold.
So long Tristana,
God is giving up.
Let her go
Let her die.
Don't say it.
Tristana, it's me!
 
Sad fate, Tristana.
You know, believe me,
It goes by in a flash,
your life, just like that.
The most beautiful days end up in sorrow,
hatred.
Why do you have to pay with your veins?
 

• 1. that does not make a lot of sense in French either, just a gratuitous erotic image I guess
• 2. another pretty nonsensical line

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Painful

Painful is to live in solitude
In misery due to an affection
Painful is to know that no one
May live under illusion
It will never give right, neither it will work
The dreamer has to awake
 
Your pretiness takes me to heaven*
That is too much for a poor/needy heart
That comes to a standstill to see you passing by
Merely to hurt me
Painful is to live in solitude
 

Sad Tropics

Versions: #2
We're told about Indians who suffer and are becoming scarce.
Aren't we themselves oppressed peoples?
No penis sheats, no curare,
but the same terror that forces us to back off.
 
Some used to set off in the morning and come back
in the evening, living off the land and false hopes.
On piddling hunting grounds,
you still own the right to be cynical
and to refuse to follow the crowd like donkeys1,
and not to go dancing like pieces of machinery
on the incense smokes of
on the incense smokes of sad tropics,
among apocalyptic flute sounds.
 
Some used to set off in the morning and come back
in the evening, hunters-gatherers clad in black.
Even though the forest is dying, rotting away,
this is not enough to be considered a challenge.
 
Some Atlantises again
Some Atlantises again are collapsing into the sea,
but all that dies one day is reborn one day.
We still own the right to sit there
in the din of great trees and saws,
not to ape others, to pretend,
not to go dancing like pieces of machinery
on the blue smokes of sad tropics,
on the blue smokes of sad tropics,
among apocalyptic flute sounds.
 
Naked Indian girls, ageless women
who will have turned into peat or folliage,
the day you wake up, the swamp
will be covered in steel up to the clouds.
 
And in front of precious marble pools
the Indian girls come to die and become scarce.
Aren't we themselves the rarest of Indians?
It might not be too late to save us.
 
Since we all have to meet our end someday, somewhere,
we will go into hinding in some pond,
in one of those lagoons spared by History,
where the sand is a home, and the wind is a tune,
in one of those sad tropics' lagoons
where the sand is a home, and the wind is a tune,
in one of those sad tropics' lagoons.
 
In one of those lagoons
where the sand is a home.
in one of those sad tropics' lagoons.
 
In one of those lagoons
In one of those lagoons
 

• 1. lit. 'like a goat', but the term used for a person implies stubbornness and stupidity

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Goodbye, sorrow

I feel the soft breeze between my hands,
fireflies shine, shine
look at how they fly!
There's a new smile in my face today,
I can't help saying hi
to everyone who pass by.
 
When I know I won't find you again
tears, hours beside you
are part of the past, now.
 
And well, dry tears erase my pain
dreams I hid inside my heart
are an absurd concern,
that's why, I will welcome sorrow while smiling
like if it was an old friend from yesterday,
because I promised you this way...
 
Flower petals among my hair,
whisper to me:
why?, why?, is that goodbye so cruel?
I can't blame you for your departure,
life is this way, you see
no one decides what could have been.
 
Even though, today I'm drowning by your memories
my spirit wants to fight
doesn't want to cry.
 
Despite my heart brokes in a thousand pieces
by those pieces, happiness I felt one day,
with you, will escape.
 
If you look at me, you'll find out my words are sincere,
sorrow will help me survive
because I promised you this way...
 
And now, dry tears erase my pain
dreams I hid inside my heart
are an absurd concern,
that's why, I will welcome sorrow while smiling
like if it was an old friend from yesterday,
because I promised you this way...
 
Even when pain is drowning me,
I'll keep on fighting
I will never hide from solitude
because I promised you this way...
 
Just learning.

Sadness

It's cold, I'm home all alone,
my friends are far away...
 
Winter is a cruel scythe
that reminds me that yesteryear's dreams are rusted,
of acidic strawberries and birds made from cotton,
dreams of mornings made of honey and plums,
we must recover them...those dreams...
 
The window weaves the heavy rain,
a capricious flurry...
 
'There's no place for people like you in this world'
said the swindler of the employment office.
 
It's cold, I'm home all alone,
my friends are far away...
 
I curse each moment of the everyday comedy
that pushes us towards conformism,
it's a bad time for dignity
but can't remain hunched over,
sadness is a forbidden feeling
for people who try to make a living every day,
depression is a bourgeois luxury
incompatible with the working class...
 

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Sadness

Sadness
please go away
so much you in my house
no, you will never enter
there are so many people
who need to suffer
and every day cry a bit
instead Ornella / Andrea
wants to live and sing
and she/he must tell you no
 
La La La La
 
Sadness
please go away
do not have the craze
to live with me
I would like to paint
of red
my room
just you walk away
I will do it
in your place
I have already invited hope
and finally I will live
 
La La La La
 
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