A keresés eredménye oldal 28

Urri's Song

From childhood I've been obedient
I was a golden kid.
I didn't like pranks,
But loved orders (tasks).
 
Since then, for me, the word of the chef - the law.
Ahead, without thinking!
I'm only fully convinced about one thing -
You don't need beliefs!
 
In a fight for my life
Urri will not think.
To make his owner happy
I will go into fire and water.
 
Always, for me, the word of the chef - the law.
Ahead, without thinking!
I'm only fully convinced about one thing -
You don't need beliefs!
 
Sometimes, I rebel
And critique the chef,
I try to argue with him -
But wake up immediately.
 
No-no, for me, the word of the chef - the law.
Ahead, without thinking!
I'm only fully convinced about one thing -
You don't need beliefs!
 

Lerázva

Ráesni egy cukornádra
Édeset szívni a kín halála
Volt valaki, akit kerestem
De már nincsen
A nyelvem gyenge egy-két slukktól
Üres a szó, hogy 'rád gondolok'
Kösd az arcom egy szék hátához1
Hogy ottmaradjon az esszenciám
 
És ez már egy hete volt
És ez a kelleténél egy héttel több
Van néhány dolog, amit rosszul csinálok
Tudod, amennyi időbe telik neked
Annyi időbe telik nekem is
Úgyhogy nem értek egyet2
 
Ha túl késő, elmegyek
Kapcsold le a fényeket, lassan tedd
Ahogy engem is átfordítottál
Hogy az arcom a föld felé állt
 
Pördülök balra, pördülök feléd
Figyelj leány, gondolok rád
Tolatás, a szék hátánál
Ott hagytalak
 
És ez már egy hete volt
És ez a kelleténél egy héttel több
Van néhány dolog, amit rosszul csinálok
Tudod, amennyi időbe telik neked
Annyi időbe telik nekem is
Úgyhogy nem értek egyet
 
Te a sorsom lehetsz
Nekem ilyen sokat jelenthetsz
Te a sorsom lehetsz
Nekem ilyen sokat jelenthetsz
Te a sorsom lehetsz
Nekem ilyen sokat jelenthetsz
Te a sorsom lehetsz
Nekem ilyen sokat jelenthetsz
Te a sorsom lehetsz
 

• 1. Vagy 'kösd az arcom egy sugárhajtómű után', nem hallom tisztán.
• 2. Vagy 'nem egyezek bele'.

Old Italian Songs

[Verse 1]
Seventy-three
A young man and a world of ideas The way is one
New euphoria
Boy from the suburbs
 
[Verse 2]
Ferry at three
And a quick sip at a coffee The mother kissed
The journey goes north
And another life changed
 
[Pre-Chorus]
And then - the nights he doesn't sleep
He'll sing
And he won't stop
Until he'll go back there
 
[Chorus]
(Old Italian Songs)
When I'm feeling low low
(Old Italian Songs)
I will sing my heart out loud
(Old Italian Songs)
Remembering the old days
(Old Italian Songs)
 
[Verse 3]
Three daughters a son
Got your mouth got our mother's tongue
Words we didn't understand
But we knew what they meant
You taught us to sing along
 
[Verse 4]
Come away with me
Your memories leading the way
Down to empty shores
The volcano roars
The ocean sound when we sleep
 
[Pre-Chorus]
And when it's dark, quiet and lonely
You sing along
And the music you hear
It calms all your fears
 
[Chorus]
(Old Italian Songs)
When I'm feeling low low
(Old Italian Songs)
I will sing my heart out loud
(Old Italian Songs)
Remembering the old days
(Old Italian Songs)
 
[Bridge]
And when it's dark, quiet and lonely
I sing along
To the records from your past
The everlasting
(Old Italian Songs)
 
[Chorus]
(Old Italian Songs)
When I'm feeling low low
(Old Italian Songs)
I will sing my heart out loud
(Old Italian Songs)
Remembering the old days
(Old Italian Songs)
 
(Old Italian Songs)
When I'm feeling low low
(Old Italian Songs)
I will sing my heart out loud
(Old Italian Songs)
Remembering the old days
(Old Italian Songs)
 

It's my fault

You blame yourself for the nights without sleep
For having been thinking only of yourself
And now you're missing
all the things that we used to be
 
You blame yourself for betraying my heart
For sitting on the sofa all alone
and crying about the kisses
we don't exchange anymore
 
Don't insist
saying you're sorry
Stop looking for reasons
The stupid one was me
 
It's my fault that I've loved you
for so many mornings
I regret giving you all
without asking anything back
 
It's my fault that I've loved you more
than what you'd expected
And that I let you see
that was dying of desire for you
 
You were my whole life
I loved you with no limits
And that's why you are now coming back
Full of regret
 
It's a tad too late to show you care about my love
Just now that you've learned that someone else has arrived in my life
And has healed my sorrow with her affection
 
Don't insist
saying you're sorry
Stop looking for reasons
The stupid one was me
 
It's my fault that I've loved you
for so many mornings
I regret giving you all
without asking anything back
 
It's my fault that I've loved you more
than what you'd expected
And that I let you see
that was dying of desire for you
 
You were my whole life
I loved you with no limits
And that's why you are now coming back
Full of regret
Full of regret
 
It's my fault that I've loved you
for so many mornings
I regret giving you all
without asking anything back
 
It's my fault that I've loved you more
than what you'd expected
And that I let you see
that was dying of desire for you
 
You were my whole life
I loved you with no limits
And that's why you are now coming back
Full of regret
 

In three years

In three years we will finally move out
the little cactus will become a garden and the room a house
In three years rent won't be a problem
somehow we managed to earn some money with our dream
 
No more night shift at the bar
won't have to bum of others not broke anymore
no more stressing about noise
neighbor won't come to complain
its easy to believe in us
the sparrow in our hand shits on the pigeons
oh in three years we'll harvest lemons
all of the stress will be worth it
 
And it finally be over with the frustrations and the doubts
not afraid to fail anymore
in three years, in three years
it won't be a dream anymore, no one has to pinch us
everything good for the two of us
in three years, in three years
 
In three years we'll take the trip
we'll have more time for us, which is long due
we won't need a couch in Berlin
We have our house in the mountains
If you want something come there!
 
And it finally be over with the frustrations and the doubts
not afraid to fail anymore
in three years, in three years
it won't be a dream anymore, no one has to pinch us
everything good for the two of us
in three years, in three years
 

Piazza Grande (The Town Square)

Versions:
No saintly strangers come to give me lunch,
At my bench in this town square.
And the type of traders I long for,
Are never there.
 
Although the park grass is my bed,
Many warm friends still surround me.
These lovers' pains and passions I know all,
Great ones and vile.
 
I live my way,
But need carresses just the same.
I live my way,
But need to dream too just the same.
 
I have no real family that cares,
My home is only this town square.
From those who see me I get love,
and give all I have.
 
Rich lady admirers I have none,
Just scavenge love here in the open,
And feel so fortunately free,
From rascals like me.
 
I live my way,
But need caresses just the same.
But still to God I plead and pray.
The life I live I'll never change, oh no!
I live my way, a life the way I choose to live it.
 
White sheets to wrap me I have none,
just bright starlight far above me.
When life has no more dreams to give,
I'll lend you mine.
 
If I'm the last of our kind ever left alive,
Just let me lie here in the square,
amid stray cats as ownerless as I,
to watch me die.
 

Nonono

La la la la la la la
La la
La
 
And yesterday I had a dream (no no no)
And you were there in it, too
You read 'Goosebumps' (no no no)
And had a coffee with me
 
We weren't able to sleep (no no no)
We started to laugh
About the fear of dying
About the want to leave
About the joy of living
 
I read your hand (no no no)
And I memorized it
And if I'm lucky, I swear to you
I'll bring you to the history books
 
And I was told by the Pakistani (no no no)
Who I bought roses from,
'Boss, remember that happiness lies
inside the little things' (oh)
 
Yeee, ye e e, ye e e
And you stay here in disarray
Because the greatest freedom
Is that which keeps you in chains (oh)
Yeee, ye e e, ye e e
The punches in the face you give me
I save them in my soul
Next to all the 'I love you's (oh)
 
Yesterday I woke up (no no no)
It was around three
When the phone didn't ring
I understood that it was you
 
You said, 'Learn to live alone' (no no no)
But I already knew how

Nonono

Versions: #1
La la la la la la la, la la, la
 
And yesterday I had a dream (no no no)
And you were in it, too
You read 'Goosebumps' (no no no)
And had a coffee with me
 
We weren't able to sleep (no no no)
We started to laugh
About the fear of dying
About the want to leave
About the joy of living
 
I read your hand (no no no)
And I memorized it
And if I'm lucky, I swear to you, I'll bring you to the history books
 
And I was told by the Pakistani (no no no)
Who I bought roses from,
'Boss, remember that happiness lies inside the little things'
 
Oh yeeee, ye-e-e, ye-e-e
And you stay here in disarray
Because the greatest freedom
Is that which keeps you in chains
 
Oh yeeee, ye-e-e, ye-e-e
The punches you give me in the face
I save them in my soul
Next to all the 'I love you's (oh)
 
Yesterday I woke up (no no no)
It was around three
When the phone didn't ring
I understood that it was you
 
You said, 'Learn to live alone' (no no no)
But I already knew how

Boring

You're very aggressive and maximally boring
No one gives a fuck about you or your problems
This fall, you're ill again,
Playing Dota and looking at memes alone
 
While you're at mid, you're invincible
When you're alone, you're invincible
Don't know who you are in life,
You're a piece of shit, your prospect is death
 
You don't have to be a psychologist to understand this,
You're just as bad as your mom
Ooo-ooo, but even she doesn't give a fuck about you!
Ooo-ooo, after all you're an adopted bitch
 
You're very aggressive and maximally boring
No one gives a fuck about you or your problems
This fall, you're ill again,
Playing Dota and looking at memes alone
 

Situation

So let the boys count the losses
Sums zero,die on stage
Walk alone again without a shadow
Pouring lean,kisses on my neck
E-ey Captain Blunt
Back trails and black cascade
I see your eyes,step in goyard
I could have taken you,but you are not mine
So let the boys count the losses
Sums zero,die on stage
Walk alone again without a shadow
Pouring lean,kisses on my neck
E-ey Captain Blunt
Back trails and black cascade
I see your eyes,step in goyard
I could have taken you,but you are not mine
 
These show-offs were bought by your mouth
Your brains are dull by morning
 
So let the boys count the losses
Sums zero,die on stage
Walk alone again without a shadow
Pouring lean,kisses on my neck
E-ey Captain Blunt
Back trails and black cascade
I see your eyes,step in goyard
I could have taken you,but you are not mine
 

I’m freaking out, mama!

I'm drunk and I write you from a town called 'N',
That spreads freely over the river called 'K'
The river under the hotel balcony whispers all day
 
Suddenly I wanted so much to see you and talk,
But to call you now, dear mama, it’s too late
My angel, I’m sure you’re sleeping by the fire place
 
This means, that I will write to you and smoke,
Tearing my mouth with grimaces
Because otherwise it will tear me to pieces,
Like a carton of milk hits the wall surface
 
I’m freaking out, mama…
I’m freaking out, mama…
 
In this city the air changes the colour
It’s suddenly purple, then greenish and not God sent-
This miracle is sponsored by a chemical plant
 
Like a prison jacket most of the city is grey,
Only from rare but well-targeted billboards
You see the smiling face of the local delegate
 
About that delegate in the city 'N'
Everyone knows that he is a thief and a scoundrel
But on the other hand, he is a patriot and sportsman
And, it turns out - a good guy who does well
 
I’m freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
I’m freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
 
This city is being dug and burned all the time
And it made us all feel like we broke our spine-
Never again will this city look divine
 
Wooden Russia is buried up to its neck in mud
Over which half a dozen new buildings look like monoliths,
Here live the representatives of the local elite.
 
And there is a rally on the square,
As is appropriate now and we voted for, -
People are inflamed by 'brotherly' love everywhere
Loudly applauding brotherly war
 
I’m freaking out, mama!
I’m freaking out, mama!
 
People in this city read and drink a lot every day,
But reading and drinking garbage is their routine,
The choice of dishes is regulated by the TV screen
 
I read their newspapers and drank their wine,
And I confess, mama, I got drunk to smithereens,
This brainwashing is the strongest I've ever seen
 
And I think, mama, on this solemn no...te
Forgive me, I'll finish writing,-
Too many empty words, to hell with the details, mum,
I want you to know one thing:
 
I’m freaking out, mama!
I’m freaking out, mama!
I’m freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
I’m freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
 
I’m freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
Freaking out, mama!
P.
 

I Feel

I feel my heart telling me
Unhappy news today
I feel myself falling
Tears, hot and salty
I fight them back in vain
I love her after all
 
I feel today, and I will always feel
I wish this was all a bad dream
And one that wouldn’t come back
I feel, oh, oh, oh, love
Oh, oh, oh, my arms are empty
 
I feel one love coming to an end
Its light disappears from my sight, yet it resonates from my heart
 
I feel today, and I will always feel
I wish this was all a bad dream
And one that wouldn’t come back
I feel, oh, oh, oh, love
Oh, oh, oh, my arms are empty
 
I feel, oh, oh, oh, love
Oh, oh, oh, my arms are empty
I feel, oh, oh, oh, love
Oh, oh, oh, my arms are empty
 

The Plane

The plane, in the depths of the bright sky,
Takes a walk amongst the stars
Just like the sailing boats
Sail along the sea
 
It's a windmill from ages past
That has suddenly left the ground
An who, above the little villages,
Has taken its flight.
 
The birds are afraid of its wings
But the children find it beautiful,
The kite without wings
That flies so high.
 
Me, later, by plane
The most daring of the daring
I count on going without a breakdown
To paradise.
 

Sailor (Your home is the sea)

Sailor, don't get your hopes up
maybe she won't come
go back there on the sea
dream... oh, sailor
 
That's your home now
great as great is the sea
and the stars wherever you go
they will know how to light you up
seven seas
seven loves
they will make you forget
and peace in your heart
you will see return...
 
That's your home now
great as great is the sea
and the stars wherever you go
they will know how to light you up
seven seas
seven loves
they will make you forget
and peace in your heart
you will see return...
 
Sailor, Sailor, Sailor...
 

Weekend Afternoon

Honey! I went down the old street to find you an afternoon date
Have fun on the weekends,
Because I don't see you more than a couple of times
I feel nostalgic, walking alone in the middle of the city sky
 
Even if you forgot about me, when my hand was in your hand.
Baby, even though all our dreams are hard to make
We are together this afternoon
Don't forget to see you later ...
 
Remember the shape of a person in my life
Sometimes, my feet go dreamy, the sound of shoes in the alley
The spirit is suddenly in the air on the afternoon of parting,
When I watch your shadow go away
 
When you take my love away, say goodbye to this city.
I hope you won't forget every weekend afternoon.
I'm here to wait for you, when the old street turns on the lights......
 
Chorus:
 
Even if you forgot about me, when my hand was in your hand.
Baby, even though all our dreams are hard to make
We are together this afternoon
Don't forget to see you later ...
 
Remember the shape of a person in my life
Sometimes, my feet go dreamy, the sound of shoes in the alley
The spirit is suddenly in the air on the afternoon of parting,
When I watch your shadow go away
 
When you take my love away, say goodbye to this city.
I hope you won't forget every weekend afternoon.
I'm here to wait for you, when the old street turns on the lights......
I'm here to wait for you, when the old street turns on the lights......
 
Genre: Soldiers' Love Music
 

Wandering today in the world of torment and pain

Wandering today in the world of torment and pain
I walk singing along the way
Through the relentless blizzards, storms and waves
Today I bring You praises.
 
I sing to You, I adore You, I glorify You, I magnify you
And I tell everyone how much I love You
From dawn to dusk, I always praise You
Glory be to the Lord!
 
My footsteps walk through the valley of complaint
And I seek comfort
The enemy is strong and I'm too small
But the Lord gives me strength.
 
I shout to You, my Sun, for to come to help me
For with You I'll overcome the storm and the cloud
And You'll raise the flag of victory
Glory be to the Lord!
 
I run to the target on the thorny road
Through waves and temptations
I know that Christ is leading me
So I keep moving forward.
 
For Jesus smooths the road of thorns
He also carries our cross, as He said
Then, He's affectionately waiting for us up in Heaven
Glory be to the Lord!
 
It's only a matter of time before we reach the shore
With the Lord in happiness
One moment, one hour, and then to the harbor
Our Groom is waiting for us.
 
For, the road on which many wept badly
And the bitter tears which have flowed from our eyes
All will be forgotten and we will always sing
Glory be to the Lord!
 

Sweetheart

Sweetheart, you don't have to say it ever again
That's why I want you to please stop with the games
You only have to say 'goodbye' once
You casted an unbreakable spell
 
You woke up from the road you slept on
Waiting for the first departure at the station and saw the sunrise
No one can love you but me
That's all I ever wanted
 
Sweetheart, you don't have to return home
I heard rumors that we were together
I've been told many times 'Well, aren't they kind?'
You forgave me, that was a mistake
 
Don't throw away poor, miserable me
Don't hate me, I've done so much for you, right?
I'm the only one who can protect myself
For who's sake did I love for?
 
Sweetheart, who's the bad one here? You and that girl? That's not it at all
Isn't it sad?
It's way too late to fall in love with me now
 
Sweetheart, you don't have to say it ever again
That's why I want you to please listen
Falling in love wasn't a mistake
That's why I won't ever say it
 

Cup of absinthe

The tango sounds, companion,
it sounds like I want to sing,
because tonight I wait1
and I know that he will not come.
And in this cup of absinthe
I try in vain to drown my sorrows.
The tango sounds, companion,
it sounds like I want to cry.
 
To think that I wanted him so much
and haunted by his charms
today I lost my dignity.
And I am such a lost being
which in the cup of oblivion
seeks its happiness.
They are whims of fate
who loved this woman,
if my fate is marked,
who knows if he will return...
But I'll wait for him!
 
The tango sounds, companion,
as a remembrance.
If I cry because I want to,
they are matters of the heart.
Pour another glass of absinthe
which nobody cares if I want to drink.
Because tonight I hope
and I know that he will not come.
 
To think that I wanted him so much
and haunted by his charms
today I lost my dignity.
And I am such a lost being
which in the cup of oblivion
seeks its happiness.
They are whims of fate
who loved this woman,
if my fate is marked,
who knows if he will return...
But I'll wait for him!
 

• 1. 'Esperar' means both 'to wait', ' to hope', and 'to expect', it is an assessment.

Someday

The darkness that comes after you climb the steep road
You said that the stars can be seen clearly
Lying down on the ground
Ah, thinking that it's so like you
I forgot the time and was completely obsessed
The red traffic light is flashing
During the season where it was just starting to get chilly
We held hands for the first time
The story of the two of us
 
Sheltering under one umbrella together
Gazing at the stars from the swings
The downhill road you'd always run down to press the button of the pelican crossing
The lake in which we faced upwards, saying we were floating in the air
If it was the frolicking you, and beside you, me, frolicking even more
 
I felt like I could really fly
Light and dreamy, next to you
 
Every scene you saw
I wanted to try to make every one of them mine
Ah
I can't forget you
 
That road we always walked along
It seems like the traffic light is getting removed
The painful/nostalgic feeling I get when remembering you
It seems like that will also disappear someday
On that note, the day that cold snow fell
In the deserted park in Tawayama
Shivering bodies, in the dark, laughing together as usual, beneath the street lights
 
The you that was reflected into my eyes
Seemed a little lonelier than usual to me
 
Even now
Remembering you
Nothing will be solved by regrets
What I can't forget, what I can't accept
Is because I'm not strong enough to turn you into a memory
 
Every scene I saw
I wanted to show them to you
One sip of warm cocoa
'Until we meet again someday,'
I couldn't find a lie in your laughing face
Bye, bye, let's meet again somewhere far away
 
Someday
 

The gardens of September

When they left school, kids were selling their books
I watched them do, dreaming of following them
But too shy, I was going to invent imaginary games
But tonight I slept in your arms and the past just fell silent
 
It's a spring, it's a summer
That September gives me to love you
Here are my hands, take a good look, they don't shake anymore
And I have deep inside me
 
I have a huge sky deep inside me, immense love
And then again, another world of love for you
Rivers, and meadows, and hills
Where all the gardens of my melancholy go to bloom
In its light, the whole Universe is in me
But the strength to live, I think I'm still looking for it
 
The gardens of September are dressed in new colors
And girls are more beautiful when they are dressed in new loves
You walked close to me and your eyes were covered with sadness
And suddenly I was afraid that loving you my heart would hurt
That day, I thought I heard you without understanding you
I wish there was never autumn in the gardens of September
 
It's a spring, it's a summer
That September gives me to love you
Here are my hands, take a good look, they don't shake anymore
And I have deep inside me
 
I have a huge sky deep inside me, immense love
And then again, another world of love for you
Rivers, and meadows, and hills
Where all the gardens of my melancholy go to bloom
In its light, the whole Universe is in me
But the strength to live, I think I'm still looking for it
 

A girl as a friend

Perhaps I don't know what I'm saying
If I choose a girl as a friend
But my job is to live life
Either unknown or known
 
I love you strong and weak companion
Who learns and then teaches in her own way
 
Excitement is a sign of love
Which we no longer know how to give up
We always suffer the consequences
In turn, we must console ourselves
 
And you, my friend, calm me
When we meet the grief
 
I know you are in love with whom?
He is very weak, but can't you see?
I know, I am unfriendly
Better this than hypocritical
 
Okay, I will do as you want, advice I will not give
I will surrender how you want
We meet as always afterwards
 
What a disaster, I swear to myself!
I wanted a girl as a friend
But my job is to live life
Either unknown or known
 
I hate you strong and weak companion
Who learns and then teaches in her own way
 
I'm in love maybe
But stunned, what does it matter now
You see them all as stupid
You are jealous, it is not permitted
 
What I want you know, you won't stop me
How sad you seem
Eventually you can always laugh afterwards
 
What a disaster, I swear to myself!
I wanted a girl as a friend
But my job is to live life
Either unknown or known
 
I love you strong and weak companion
Who learns and then teaches in her own way.
 

The fire of love still burns my bleeding heart

The fire of love still burns my bleeding heart
What connects me who lost their hope to the future?
Orphanhood in my soul even makes the most cheerful wail
My soul is like a shrine where every visitor cries
What connects me who lost their hope to the future?
 
Composition:Yorgo Bacanos
Lyrics:Y.Sinan Ozan
 

Dragonfly

Every time I stamp
steadily on asphalt roads,
I just hope to survive
by and as myself.
 
Seeing those duplicitous hearts,
counting the countless nights

A Gypsy Woman Told Me

When the heart awaits and hopes,
life isn’t lost.
Hope is an illusion

Close to Little Big Horn

That is the land of the Natives where Little Big Horn lies
There General Custer arrives with his battalion
Blue riders' coats, shadows of long carbines
And smoke flies from Native signals across the sky
 
It was Jim Bridger who said he had a dream last night
About the ground under the Seventh cavalry turning red with blood
The Sioux tribe is fearless and they know their land well
If only Custer was listening to these warning words
 
Close to Little Big Horn through the gray prairie
General Custer is arriving with the Seventh Cavalry
In vain the tracker Bridger advises him: Command them to go back!
It's the the only option you still have, save your last breath!
 
It was Jim Bridger who said he had a dream last night
About the ground under the Seventh cavalry turning red with blood
The Sioux tribe is fearless and they know their land well
If only Custer was listening to these warning words
 
Close to Little Big Horn, the shadow of death hovers
Horse riders fall, carbine shots
The collars of blue coats are colored red
The Sioux tribe is fearless and they know their land well
 
It was Jim Bridger who said he had a dream last night
About the ground under the Seventh cavalry turning red with blood
The Sioux tribe is fearless and they know their land well
If only Custer was listening to these warning words
 
Then everything fell silent and only tom-tom rumbled over the country
The victorious tribe of the Sioux disappears in the clouds of dust
Tatters of the star flag on the hills the wind blew
There the general lies in the middle of his men
 
It was Jim Bridger who said he had a dream last night
About the ground under the Seventh cavalry turning red with blood
The Sioux tribe is fearless and they know their land well
If only Custer was listening to these warning words
 

José Antonio

Down a lane comes
riding José Antonio,
he comes from the Barranco
to see the Amancaes flower
in a creole Barb,1
he goes along the way
with Panama hat, handkerchief
and white linen poncho.
 
As the morning runs,
its memory is playing2
and with joyful romp
the horse lazes aroud.
Fine June drizzles
kiss both of his cheeks
and four hooves singing
are on the way to Amancaes.
 
How beautiful is my horseman
how elegant and snazzy
he holds the fine silk rein
which is white and red.
How tenderly the brake governs
with only silk ribbon
when taking an elegant swerve
the creole Barb.
 
Jose Antonio, Jose Antonio
Why did you leave me here?
When I find you again
may it be June and drizzle.
I'll snuggle up to your back
under your linen poncho
and on the hat ribbons
I want to see the Amancaes
that I pick up for you
when you carry me on the rump,
of that your golden dream3
of your horse of fine steps4
that of the Peruvian crossing. (Bis)
 

• 1. a horse breed
• 2. could be 'his memory'
• 3. the horse is the dream
• 4. a Peruvian horse breed

Burning ice

And one day I ran away, I felt so empty
Even if I knew everything, everything seemed tasteless
Nothing was exciting me in this monotomy
Incandescent ambition of a flame on ice
 
So, so I left
That wasn't the problem itself
The worst was running away
So, so I ran away
Forgetting behind me
To turn off the plates of my life
 
Oh, it is tearing off my skin,
The burning ice
I dive in my reflection,
I drown.
Oh, it is burning off my skin,
The haunting image.
I am afraid of this reflection,
It isn't me.
 
So choosing between leaving and dying
I went very far from here, but to come back better
I needed to be alone, to be put in front of myself
All the sounds of my city, too loud, were deafening me
 
So, so, come, come in.
I cried under the stars, I felt so small
So, so I understand well
That changing perspectives would save my life
 
Oh, it is tearing off my skin,
The burning ice
I dive in my reflection,
I drown.
Oh, it is burning off my skin,
The haunting image.
I am afraid of this reflection,
It isn't me.
 
Oh, it is tearing off your skin,
The burning ice
You dive in your reflection,
You drown.
Oh, it is burning off your skin,
The haunting image.
You am afraid of this reflection,
It is ok.
 
Oh, it is tearing off my skin,
The burning ice
I dive in my reflection,
I drown.
Oh, it is burning off my skin,
The haunting image.
I am afraid of this reflection,
It isn't me.
 
Oh, it is tearing off my skin,
The burning ice
I dive in my reflection,
I drown.
Oh, it is burning off my skin,
The haunting image.
I am afraid of this reflection,
It is ok.
 

Oly valós

Szerelmem, hagyd, hogy a kanapédon aludjak az éjszaka!
És felidézhessem az egyszerű városi ruhád
szövetének az illatát...
 
Óh... ez oly valós volt.
 
Addig sétálgattunk, amíg a hold ki nem teljesedett tányér alakúvá.
A szél behívást suttogott és elaludtam a kapunál.
És sosem léptem a repedésekre, mert azt hittem, felébreszteném az édesanyám.
És nem tudtam felriadni egy rémálomból, ami beszívott magába és lehúzott engem.
Lehúzott engem...
 
Óh... ez oly valós volt.
 
Szeretlek, de félek téged szeretni.
Szeretlek, de félek téged szeretni.
 

A Hundred Years

Looking into the most gracious eyes,
I ask you if you love me,
And you say right away: 'forever',
But I don’t want that much, no...
 
A hundred years,
Scorching hot ones,
That’s the maximum plan
If you say 'yes'.
 
A hundred winters,
Snowy and sunny ones,
Let’s have finally added
To those summer days.
 
And we still have to mention
A hundred springs,
And then a hundred autumns
And a hundred autumnal rainfalls.
 
A hundred years –
So think it over before you agree,
Because as for me,
A hundred years will do.
A hundred years will do.
 
When I already know that you love me
And when I ask you if you won’t betray me,
You say right away: 'ah, never!'
But I don’t want that much, no...
 
A hundred years,
Scorching hot ones,
That’s the maximum plan
If you say 'yes'.
 
A hundred winters,
Snowy and sunny ones,
Let’s have finally added
To those summer days.
 
And we still have to mention
A hundred springs,
And then a hundred autumns
And a hundred autumnal rainfalls.
 
A hundred years –
So think it over before you agree,
Because as for me,
A hundred years will do.
A hundred years will do.
 
A hundred years –
So think it over before you agree,
Because as for me,
A hundred years will do.
A hundred years will do.
 

Evening break

How are you doing
You feel so good
Drive me gently
 
A cabriolet wagon passes
The avenue little by little
Dyes in blue, the night enters
 
By the asphalt where signals cross
In the opposite flow of the crowd
I walked alone
I hear a rhythm like if I was in Los Angeles
Evening break
 
I have such a dangerous hunch
That my heart is bewildered
I'm invited by the weekend activity
 
In the cafeteria playing the FEN1
While I drink a Perrier
I let my forelock down
The wind is dry, the season stops
Evening break
 
I spent such a dangerous time
That there was no time to wink
This city looks more wonderful than before
 
I have such a dangerous hunch
That my heart is bewildered
I'm invited by the weekend activity
 
How are you doing
You feel so good
How are you doing
Drive me gently
 

• 1. Far East Network (nowdays AFN Japan), radio station of the american forces in Japan

Adolescent weekend

Twilight and harbor lights in the front glass
The background music playing fills the gap
 
I laugh casually saying 'Let's go to the sea'
Throbbing weekend. I came here
With the intention of testing my bravery
 
Suddenly pushing the accelerator, we run
By a long curve
When my heart gets close to you (I follow you)
Becomes more painful the thought (I follow you)
That I can't go home like this. My adolescence
 
Suddenly you stop the car in the sea fronted street
Who are you phoning?
I bite my lips for an appearance from behind​
 
Your silent profile removes the watch
And looks at the waves
 
I cast my eyes down for the lover who crosses his arms (I follow you)
Tonight I want you to be sincere (I follow you)
Your words are interrupted. Bewildered adolescence
 
(lovely tender breeze, I follow you)
(lovely tender breeze, I follow you)
 
Now don't push the break (I follow you)
I'm getting close to you in dreams (I follow you)
My tears shine in my right cheek. It's the adolescence.
 

In The Town Of Vifleem

In the town of Viflaiem, 1
Come, boyards, let's see with our own eyes,
That today was the birthday
Of our Eternal Lord.
 
Today the profecy took place,
Just like it was foreseen,
Christ was born,
Our Saviour.
 
Three kings from the East
Have come to bow before Him,
They brought him expensive gifts
And sung for Him with their sweet voices.
 

• 1. Bethlehem