A keresés eredménye oldal 49

Miracle

Versions: #2
One day you laugh, one day you cry
One day you find youself at your place
But it's not certain, life is this incredible.
Same, if we were rich or poor.
Do a miracle to us, God
Life is a bit of a laugh,
neither sin nor shame.
God, miracle to us.
 
Same if we were angels or devil
Same if we were on earth or in fire.
 
Do a miracle to us, God
Life is a bit of a laugh,
neither sin nor shame.
God, miracle to us.
 

A Teddy Bear From Taiwan

Versions: #2
In your eyes I see a lake
Where a fairy undresses
So the sun can adore her
The melancholy of the afternoon
Has taken my heart
And it clouds up with doubt
 
It’s in those moments
That one reflects
And a storm alights
Everything is so tranquil
That silence announces the noise
Of the calm before the storm
 
Suddenly I can’t breathe
I need a bit of freedom
For you to distance yourself from my side
For you to leave me alone
 
It’s always been my way of being
Don’t try to understand me
There is nothing to be done
I’m a little paranoid, I’m sorry
 
After a while I begin to miss you
It worries me that I could lose you
I need you to be close to me
To feel the warmth of your body
 
A teddy bear from Taiwan
A nutshell in the sea
Soft like a fur rug
Delicious like milk caramel
 
In my bed, an angel sleeps
Sighing mouth agape
Amongst clouds of cotton
With the morning light
Reason awakens
And doubt dawns
 
It’s in those moments
That one reflects
And a storm alights
Everything is so tranquil
That silence announces the noise
Of the calm before the storm
 
Suddenly I can’t breathe
I need a bit of freedom
For you to distance yourself from my side
For you to leave me alone
 
It’s always been my way of being
Don’t try to understand me
There is nothing to be done
I’m a little paranoid, I’m sorry
 
After a while I begin to miss you
It worries me that I could lose you
I need you to be close to me
To feel the warmth of your body
 
A teddy bear from Taiwan
A nutshell in the sea
Soft like a fur rug
Delicious like milk caramel
 

Bohemian lights for Elisa

Bohemian lights were illuminating
As you were leaving the Academy
The clumsy walk
Of your feet disoriented
On both sides of reality
Dancing girl and I behind
 
From your steely calves
I was hanging my glances
As I was plotting
Where, how, how and and when
Can one approach a youthful lass
It's so hard to get the courage
 
And to decidedly cry
'Do you have the time, please?'
 
And today hanging by your laughter
I'm a madman in the cornice
Doing a balancing act for Elisa
From your tiny breasts
The minutes overflow
And make out of ten o'clock
An injustice
 
Bohemian lights in every tooth
You answered with a smile
'There's a clock right in front of you!
It's twenty to nine...
And at home they dine at ten o'clock...
Why don't you treat me to coffee?'
 
A backwards reversal
And Don Juan became Doña Ines
 
With more yearning that expertise
You unbutton my shirt
A kiss for every button for Elisa
And lost amid your hair
I'm a saint gone to Heaven
Without ever stepping into mass
 
Bohemian lights for Elisa
Bohemian lights for Elisa
 
And today hanging by your laughter
I'm a madman in the cornice
Doing a balancing act for Elisa
From your tiny breasts
The minutes overflow
And make out of ten o'clock
An injustice
 

Necromancy

The door shuts
Like a tomb.
The bell is calling me
It's time for the ritual
 
The fire guides me
Through shadows
To the altar.
It's time for the ritual
It's time for the ritual!
 
The scent of myrrh
Ancient magic
Opening its wings
It's time for the ritual
 
Inside the chalice
Life is flowing,
Eternal flame
It's time for the ritual
It's time for the ritual!
 
Oh necromancy
Funeral magic
Necromancy
Force of darkness1
Necromancy
Funeral magic
Necromancy
 
My chant echoes
Against the chapel's
Walls.
It's time for the ritual
 
A door opens
Like a tomb
The night is calling me
It's time for the ritual
It's time for the ritual!
 

• 1. not sure whether this is the best translation

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Gaucho Power

This gaucho doesn't bend down
He marches with the head held high
And before any situation
He doesn't give up easily, no
 
In the adversity he gets high and mighty
And though he doesn't boast
He knows he carries the bravery in his walk
Like this, yeah, yeah, yeah!
 
And embraces his freedom
Because he lost it once
And the land he loves the most
Is the land that saw him be born
 
When its his turn for suffering
His bravery makes him grow
Spread that power!
 
Everybody knows
I have the gaucho power
I live and fight with it
(And I take it wherever I go!)
 
When there's no scape
I use the gaucho power
Don't get too close
(If I touch you, I pass it to you!)
 
When he feels there's disdain
In the look of some fool
He pays no mind
Because he knows who he is
 
The tradition lits the fire
And not the grey ash
And this way his flame burns in time
Like this, yeah, yeah, yeah!
 
He doesn't mind to cover up
His rudeness and pride
When he kneels strongly before the love of a woman
And if somebody touches his honor, his guts talk for him
Spread that power! (Uh!)
 
Everybody knows
I have the gaucho power
I live and fight with it
(And I take it wherever I go!)
 
When there's no scape
I use the gaucho power
Don't get too close
(If I touch you, I pass it to you!)
 
Oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh
(Hey, hey! gaucho power!)
Oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh
(Hey, hey! gaucho power!)
 
(And in the night, the Southern cross guides me)
I'm a bull in my ring and bigger in other rings
(And in the night, the Southern cross guides me)
I'm a bull in my ring and bigger in other rings
I'm a bull in my ring and bigger in other rings
(I'm not dazzled, I'm not dazzled, I'm not dazzled by the will-o'-wisp)
(I'm not dazzled, I'm not dazzled, I'm not dazzled by the will-o'-wisp)
(Spread that power, spread that power!)
 
Everybody knows
I have the gaucho power
I live and fight with it
(And I take it wherever I go!)
 
When there's no scape
I use the gaucho power
Don't get too close
(If I touch you, I pass it to you!)
 
Oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh
(Hey, hey! gaucho power!)
Oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh, oh oh ooooh oh oh
(Hey, hey! gaucho power!)
 

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Élni fogok (nélküled)

Senki sem hal meg a szerelemtől,
Nagy igazság ez az életben.
Ezért, édes szerelmem,
itt van, mi lesz velem holnaptól:
 
Élni fogok
nélküled.
Még ha most nem is tudom,
hogyan fogok élni
nélküled?
Én nélküled..
Magányosan folytatom,
és aludni fogok,
felébredek,
járni fogok
dolgozni fogok
valamit majd teszek
valamit majd teszek
Igen, valamit majd teszek
Valamit biztosat tenni fogok:
Sírni fogok!
Igen, sírni fogok!
 
És ha majd eszembe jutsz,
elég lesz a gondolat, hogy nem vagy itt,
hogy hasztalan szenvedek,
Mert tudom .... tudom.... tudom, hogy nem jössz vissza.
 
Nélküled!
Én nélküled...
Magányosan folytatom,
és aludni fogok,
felébredek,
járni fogok
dolgozni fogok
valamit majd teszek
valamit majd teszek
Igen, valamit majd teszek
Valamit biztosat tenni fogok:
Sírni fogok!
Igen, sírni fogok!
Sírni fogok!
Sírni fogok!
Sírni fogok...
 

Back to back

Loving children, watch out
That no one does this with you
Hearts' fire, adventures are so easily inflamed
Excessively wonderfully ravenous, drained and awoken
You strive with all your strength to fight off with bare hands
Digging, pouring, digging, pouring, into the deep battle of souls
 
Through time and space I hear you call
Through the endlessly gray day
That we fought against and yet created,
That I succumbed to a thousandfold
 
You1 can never embrace yourself again
Even if you're freezing
But life shows no pity
If you risk it anyway
 
Back to back
When you fight often so that it'll go on
Back to back
When you know yourself by heart and yet don't understand a word
Back to back
How can you look yourself in the eye
Back to back
And, as long as you can, forgive and then go
Out of free will?
 
Our breath floats into the emptiness
And the kiss remains only thought of
Because I turn my back to you
Ready for a new battle
 
How I hunger for your eyes!
Fill my vacuum!
Even if I lose my grip
Please turn around!
 
Back to back
When you fight often so that it'll go on
Back to back
When you know yourself by heart and yet don't understand a word
Back to back
How can you look yourself in the eye
Back to back
And, as long as you can, forgive and then go
Out of free will?
 
The rescue plan, I came to get you
Just as I promised
We stole the world
Even if the storm raged
From the frying pan into fire2
We fled, thought it could work out
Ran away hand in hand
And from then on we have stood...
 
Back to back
When you fight often so that it'll go on
Back to back
When you know yourself by heart and yet don't understand a word
Back to back
How can you look yourself in the eye
Back to back
And, as long as you can, forgive and then go
Out of free will?
 

• 1. The general 'you'
• 2. Literally 'from rain into the eaves'

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Evander

Life is not worth a thing

He looked at his life from all angles
to see if existence had some meaning.
He asked the opinion of lots of people,
all delighted to give their opinion about life.
He went through the smoke of whirling
dervishes,
of pot smokers,
and he said:
 
Life is not worth a damn thing.
Life is not worth a thing,
but when I just hold
but when I hold
in these two bewildered hands
the two nice little breasts of my sweetheart,
then I say there's nothing, nothing
nothing better than life1.
 
He watched space go by,
among the jet set, the pomp, the palaces,
and then glorified janitors2.
Some put their hopes in steeples and monasteries,
looking to see a good old cushy Sgt. Pepper3,
but there's only Richard Gere up there.
He crawled like a bug into Internet sites
to meet people from sects,
and he said
 
Life is not worth a damn thing.
Life is not worth a thing,
but when I just hold
but when I hold
in these two bewildered hands
the two nice little breasts of my sweetheart,
then I say there's nothing, nothing
nothing better than life.
 
He saw lacks of love and money,
how corrosive life is,
how it washes out people.
He played lame guitar tunes4 for some
drowsy friends.
What a nostaligia!
And he said:
 
Ah!
Life is not worth a damn thing.
Life is not worth a thing,
but when I just hold
but when I hold
in these two bewildered hands
the two nice little breasts of my sweetheart,
then I say there's nothing, nothing
nothing better than life.
 
There's nothing, nothing
nothing better than life. (x2)
 

• 1. lit. 'life is worth nothing / nothing is worth life'
• 2. lit. 'surface technician', the PC equivalent of 'janitor'
• 3. pun on 'pépère' (easy, tranquil) and the Beatles' character
• 4. The first bars of ' can be played with the right hand only. I has become a symbol for phoney guitar players

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Hard to please

She tells me that I'm always whining,
that I'm like a little kid who would
no longer love his games, his life, his mom.
She says that I'm always whining,
 
that I'm really mean, too hard to please.
Really mean, too hard to please.
 
Back then already my parents
wanted me to act charming
among some friends of my granddad's,
some pharmacists, some lawyers
 
who found me really vulgar, very common.
Really vulgar, very common.
 
Then I was forcibly drafted
in the paratroopers at Pau1.
They wanted me to fall from planes
hanging from a mushroom.
 
I squarely told them 'No, bad plane2!'
Squarely told them 'No, bad plane!'
 
I ran away to England where
I acted the Frenchman super lover.
I died my hair and eyebrows
to darken my hue, to look manly.
 
Completely stupid, can't find my style.
Completely stupid, can't find my style.
 
I got the blues while
writing songs on my bed.
Ghostwriting for lousy singers.
I had to say 'France', 'American'.
 
It really got at me, disgusted me.
Really got at me, disgusted me.
 
Them property developers crooks wanted me
to take tea money, playing the straw man
to build thier blue carboard community flats
for little boys to gamble on them3.
 
I simply set fire to them: serves them right!
Simply set fire to them: serves them right!
 
She tells me that I'm always whining,
that I'm like a little kid who would
no longer love his games, his life, his mom.
She says that I'm always whining,
 
that I'm really mean, too hard to please.
Really mean, too hard to please.
 

• 1. some town in Southwestern France
• 2. sounds like a little kid
• 3. I don't really know what he's alluding to here

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Heroes never die

When I throw the card,
I tie my fingers in a knot.
Fate impudently gives
her answer
that life always put everything
at stake.
Somebody's mother
is my stepmother.
 
And then you come
to destroy my film (my plans).
I'm thinking on you
even when I'm sleeping with him.
And sadness is longing
to be a godparent
to break glasses,
to gez crazy with pain.
 
REF.
Stay, love stay!
Don't give up on me,
I'm your angel.
Give me a chance
two lives!
Maybe happiness will propose to me...?
 
Stay love!
Put the heart on the stone,
you, my flame, burn!
On your lap
I will die,
heroes like these
will never die!
 
Sorrow comes after me,
I'm gazing at a double bottom.
Like a child in the dark,
I'm counting tears until 100.
The last hope,
they say it dies the last...
Life, be my brother, don't kill her!
 
And then you come
to destroy my film (my plans).
I'm thinking on you
even when I'm sleeping with him.
And sadness is longing
to be a godparent
to break glasses,
to gez crazy with pain.
 
REF.
Stay, love stay!
Don't give up on me,
I'm your angel.
Give me a chance
two lives!
Maybe happiness will propose to me...?
 
Stay love!
Put the heart on the stone,
you, my flame, burn!
On your lap
I will die,
heroes like these
will never die!
 
REF.
Stay, love stay!
Don't give up on me,
I'm your angel.
Give me a chance
two lives!
Maybe happiness will propose to me...?
 
Stay love!
Put the heart on the stone,
you, my flame, burn!
On your lap
I will die,
heroes like these
will never die...
 
Never die...!
 

When Our Eyes Met

When my slight fluttering
Became unstoppable trembling,
As I saw you I understood -
It was the beginning of love
 
When our eyes met, when our glances passed by,
I knew we would be meant to be
 
I'm sorry for loving you
Though I know it will make you hurt,
 
But I love you, don't let me go
 
In case if I can see you,
I am waiting for you all night long
 
Because it's strange even to me, I'm confused
Though I'm getting scared as it goes deeper
 
When our eyes met
When our hands passed by
 
I felt that we had the same feelings
 
Thank you for knowing it
Though I know it will make you hurt,
But I love you, don't let me go
 
I'm sorry for loving you
Though I know it will make you hurt,
 
But I love you, don't let me go
 

I live in the best of worlds ...

I live in the best of worlds -
I don't need a hut!
The earth is my bed, the sky is my shelter, -
Shivers run down my spine.
 
But I am well!
 
I live fine in the land -
In the ditch quite on the ground -
In pleasant silence.
 
The rays burn - one needs no fire-wood -
Anybody may come to me!
What a pity - they don't repair the shelter,
And in this best of worlds
It happens to rain.
 
But I am well!
 
You do not believe - then come,
Sit down and do not desire you can't overcome, -
Be careful not to wake up!
 
Everything is wonderful - verything above me, -
Praised be the lord by me!
There is still a hole in the strap,
I could ride on the horse -
Yet there is no horse.
 
But I am well!
 
All the mischiefs are gossip.
I let the strings sound,
Sing one after another for three days -
Listen to me!
 

Symbol

Is there something you believe in?
I don't care if shadows and shapes disappear
Remember our days together
In your heart that shines
 
Sum up dreams, hopes and fingers
But I don't plan to end it just watching
I'm sure someday it will come true
Is it such a story just like someone else's?
 
The future we were talking about in a daze
Stand on that future
That similar future ahead
I want to jump over that way
 
Let it stay the same
Let it as it is
Advance on this feeling hidden in your chest
Don't let your dreams be dreams
Hey! You gotta make them come true now
 
We shaked our hearts full of scars
Let's go together, anywhere
Because we don't need something like a miracle
We will grip it
With these hands
 

Don't you keep looking at that tango fiddler!

In the old days, when a man took a girl to a ball
Never, ever would she have looked at another man in the dance hall
Old, bearded gents used to play music for dancing
The girl wouldn't have cared for them at all
 
But ever since those jazz bands were sent from heaven,
The girls now get confused,
Which is really annoying, so as to say:
'Baby, you really make me nervous!'
 
Don't you keep looking at that tango fiddler!
What is so great about Argentina?
You don't even realize that it's me you are with
The lines of my body aren't that bad, either!
 
That boy seems Spanish to you,
But he doesn't care for you at all!
So, don't you keep looking at that tango fiddler!
What is so great about Argentina?
 
It must be that old uniform he's wearing
That has an effect on women like chloroform
If I were to wear such a monkey jacket
She'd want to romance me, I'm sure
 
But I - praise the Lord - despise such kinds of tricks
They have to love me just the way I am, or let it go.
If she falls for that -
There you are, that's not my cup of tea
 
Don't you keep looking at that tango fiddler!
What is so great about Argentina?
You don't even realize that it's me you are with
The lines of my body aren't that bad, either!
 
That boy seems Spanish to you,
But he doesn't care for you at all!
Don't you keep looking at that tango fiddler!
What is so great about Argentina?
 

The solution

How easy is to be laying on a corner
letting everything happen at our side
 
the solution is not living in false
the solution is not resignation
the solution is not going out to kill people
the solution
 
how easy is to deny any future
how easy is to feel like the center of the world
 
That bunch of idiots
who play the outcasts
and talk about misery
to get along with their conscience
while there are people crawling
and doesn't waste time in words
you'll see them over there searching
without finding, without finding
the solution, the solution
 

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Busted

My heart is sad, my life is empty, l'm busted
All my torments came from money, I'm busted.
I'm afraid to meet some of my friends
So I sleep all day going out just the night
for fear to they learn that I'm ended, I'm busted.
 
I go seeing my brother to see what he could do to help me
But I smile, cause he's busted too.
Oh no more bets, I lost everything on game
But the unlucky one in game are unlucky in love
I would cry, I would shout, I'm busted.
 
I would to see you, you my last hope, for forgiving
But I envy you cause you understood, I'm busted
Everything is dead, present and past
It's well decided, everybody dropped me
I take to witness heaven so distant to forgiving...
I'm busted, dried up, broken, nothing...
 

Destroy What Destroys You

Radios running, records spinning,
Movies running, TVs running,
Buying travels, buying cars,
Buying houses, buying furniture
What for?
 
Destroy what destroys you!
Destroy what destroys you!
 
Trains running, dollars rolling
Machines running, people working,
Building factories, building machines,
Building engines, building cannons.
For whom?
 
Destroy what destroys you!
Destroy what destroys you!
 
Bombers flying, tanks rolling,
Policemen beating, soldiers falling,
Protecting the bosses, protecting the shares,
Protecting the law, protecting the state.
From us!
 
Destroy what destroys you!
Destroy what destroys you!
 

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)

The Three Truths

Versions: #2
ʜᴇʀ
His fault! It’s his fault… believe me!
You weren’t here… you weren’t here to defend me…
And his strength was even stronger than my own will
And the innocent… the innocent now will pay!
I know that…
You won’t believe…
You won’t believe me!
But it’s his fault…
It’s your fault!
 
ᴛʜᴇ «ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ» ᴏɴᴇ
I don’t care if you’ll buy her fake tears
I can tell you they are salty, she’s sold them to me!
Anyway, all that she says is not true:
Her sweetness was even stronger than my honesty
And now…
You’ll believe her…
You’ll believe her!
Poor naive friend, I know:
You’ll believe her!
 
ʜɪᴍ
Dunno… dunno anymore… who to believe!
I just know… I just know that of the three of us
Only one… only one will die!
She was mine…
She’s not mine anymore!
Whose is she now… who knows?
Get out!
Get out!
Out!
 

Touch Of Love

Touch of your love
I was always alone
Touch of your love
Look at me
Don't leave after making me learn
Flutter, joy, tears
my love my love my love
Please, don't leave me alone
 
Touch of love
Make a miracle for me
Touch of love
Only you are the meaning of my life
never never whatever
If I'm with you, I'm fine
I will pray oh pray
For us to have the same feelings
 
Touch of your love
I need you
Touch of your love
Makes my heart race
Don't leave after making me learn
Flutter, joy, tears
my love my love my love
Please, don't leave me alone
 
Touch of love
Make a miracle for me
Touch of love
Only you are the meaning of my life
never never whatever
If I'm with you, I'm fine
I will pray oh pray
For us to have the same feelings
 
That person is making me cry
That person is making me smile
sorry sorry
I love you
Stay with me
 
Touch of love
Make a miracle for me
Touch of love
Only you are the meaning of my life
never never whatever
If I'm with you, I'm fine
I will pray I will pray
For this love to be the last
 
Touch of your love
 

I'll take you home

Where will you go when
The party is over
And the dust settles
And the walls are closing in
And you can't sleep
When you feel like suffocating
 
Hey, when the road is hard to walk
And night falls
Hey, if you ask, I'll come to you
And I'll take you home
I'll take you home
 
I'll take you home
I'll take you home
 
When will you go when
Those shadows swallow you
Who'll stay by your side
And I know you don't need, don't need anybody
To lighten your step
 
Hey, when the road is hard to walk
And night falls
Hey, if you ask, I'll come to you
And I'll take you home
I'll take you home
 
I'll take you home
I'll take you home
 
When the ground collapses under you
When pretty dreams fall apart
I will carry you towards the dawn
And take you to where it's bright
 
Hey, when the road is hard to walk
And night falls
Hey, if you ask, I'll come to you
And I'll take you home
I'll take you home
 
I'll take you home
I'll take you home
 

From the blue Hills we come

From the blue Hills we
come
Our teacher is just as stupid as we are
With the glasses on the nose
He looks like an Easter bunny
From the blue Hills we
come
 
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
 
From the blue Hills we
come
Our teacher is just as stupid as we are
With a bald on his head
Does he look like grandma's pot?
From the blue Hills we
come
 
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
 
From the blue Hills we
come
Our teacher is just as stupid as we are
With the chalk in his hand
He looks like an elephant
From the blue Hills we
come
 
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
 
From the blue Hills we
come
Our teacher is just as nice as we are
Don't gives us bad marks
Because we have it
forbidden
From the blue Hills we
come
 
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
 
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yay Sing yeah yeah yippie yippie yeah yeah yippie yippie yay
 
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Telescope

Little star Twinkle little star
Always twinkling
Little star Twinkle little star
Always Please never end
 
From the first time we met you were different from other people
and now I will always feel that you are special
 
As never before
I can't express it well with words
I wonder why I feel like this
Ah I want to get closer to you
 
A shining shooting star
I make a wish upon the shooting star
Stars are twinkling in the sky
These emotions start flickering
A shining shooting star
These moments that i spend with you
They are dazzling and endless
to the point of me being dazzled Please never end
 
Little star Twinkle little star always
Little star Twinkle little star always
 
Even with Just a small conversation you turn the irritation I felt until just a few minutes ago into a smile and I can sense your warmth
 
As never before
I can't control myself well
I wonder why I feel like this
I want to try knowing you better
 
A shining shooting star
I make a prayer upon the shooting star
Stars are twinkling in the sky
these emotions shine forth
A shining shooting star
The brilliance of the stars is reflected in my eyes
It won't disappear since my childhood
Like a dream I've seen Please never end
 
A shining shooting star
I make a wish upon the shooting star
Stars are twinkling in the sky
These emotions start flickering
A shining shooting star
These moments that i spend with you
They are dazzling and endless
to the point of me being dazzled
 
Little star Twinkle little star
Always twinkling
Little star Twinkle little star
Always Please never end
Little star Twinkle little star always
Little star Twinkle little star always
 

Ki a f*szom Arctic Monkeys-ék?

Mindannyian akarunk valakit, akiért rajongani tudunk
Igen, mindenki akar valakit, akit imádni tud
de a hősök nem azok, akiknek tűnnek
Mikor már voltál ott, ahol mi jártunk
 
Tettem valamit, hogy kiváltsam
a furcsa nézéseket és a kacajokat?
Egyáltalán ott vannak, vagy ez csak paranoia?
 
Mindenkinek megvan a maga doboza
azt csinálják, amit megmondanak nekik
Szinte teljesen elnyomtad a hitem
de mi ragaszkodni fogunk a fegyverekhez
Nem érdekel, ha öngyilkosságot hirdet
Nem fogunk megrepedezni és kompromittálni
A jogaitok vagy magánszemélyeitek
Soha nem fognak megrontani minket
 
És van párszáz
azt hiszik magukról, Kolumbusz Kristófok
de a telepesek már letelepedtek
Ja, rég előttetek
 
Csak mert van egy mondásunk
nem állunk sorba, hogy Play-Doh legyen belőlünk
Oh, 5 éven belül vajon ez lesz
'Ki a frász az Arctic Monkeys?'
 
Mert mindenkinek megvan a maga doboza
azt csinálják, amit megmondanak nekik
Szinte teljesen elnyomtad a hitem
de mi ragaszkodni fogunk a fegyverekhez
Nem érdekel, ha öngyilkosságot hirdet
Nem fogunk megrepedezni és kompromittálni
A jogaitok vagy magánszemélyeitek
Soha nem fognak megrontani minket
 
[Hangszerek]
 
(La la la la la, la la)
(La la la la la, la la)
(La la la la la, la la)
 
Minden gondolat amit csak kimondtam
Majd elakad és szaporodni fog a fejükben
Nem olyan őrült, hogy kezdeni kelljen valamit
Nem vagyok mérges, csak csalódott
 
Nem ti, hanem ők azok, akik rosszak
Mondd meg nekik, hogy vegyék ki a nyelvüket
Mondd meg nekik, hogy vegyék ki a nyelvüket...
 
Nem ti, hanem ők azok, akik rosszak
Mondd meg nekik, hogy vegyék ki a nyelvüket
Mondd meg nekik, hogy vegyék ki a nyelvüket
és folytasd a harcot!
 
Nem ti, hanem ők azok, akik rosszak
Mondd meg nekik, hogy vegyék ki a nyelvüket
Mondd meg nekik, hogy vegyék ki a nyelvüket
Nem ti, hanem ők azok, akik hamisak
Nem fogok belerontani a menekülésedbe
de tényleg ez a menekvésed?
 

Few Breaks

You say no
But at the time of the emotion
It's just a few breaks and sensation
Become aware, become free
And come fucking horny to me
You always say no
But at the time of the emotion
It's just a few breaks and sensation
 

Tailwind

There's a hole in the horizon
Where the sea kisses the sun
You can hardly see it when you want to
And when you forget everything around yourself
I know you can see it too
And want to get away
The stars are good and the weather is perfect
 
We have tailwind
We can go anywhere
Set sail, get ready
When you get out there
We have tailwind
We can go anywhere
I filled up the car and I'm waiting
Just for you
 
There's a crack on the wall
And the wanderlust floods the room
But when you hide the head under the pillow
You hardly notice it
Outside the door there's a storm
And I barely dare to go out
Then I think of you and I eliminate my fears
 
We have tailwind
We can go anywhere
Set sail, get ready
When you get out there
We have tailwind
We can go anywhere
I filled up the car and I'm waiting
Just for you
 
We'll never be infinite
And our greatest enemy has always been time
Everything that was unreacheable it's no so far anymore
When you just get out of everyday life for a moment
 
We have tailwind
We can go anywhere
Set sail, get ready
When you get out there
We have tailwind
We can go anywhere
I filled up the car and I'm waiting
Just for you
 

Stuck

Bezárom a szemem és álmodom egy napos ünnepen
Bárcsak Saint Tropez-ben voltam
Vagy az előcsarnokban a csodálatos Pierre-ben
Gyémántok az ujjaimon, és nem egyetlen ellátás
 
Ehelyett a sugárúton vagyok, ahol senki sem megy
A zöld terei, amelyek tavasszal nyáron hervadtak, rózsaszínűek
Néhányan paradicsomnak nevezik, de fájdalomnak nevezik
Bébi bárhová visz, de nem itt
 
Miért ülök a semmi közepén
Állva itt semmi köze hozzá
Arra a kérdésre, hogy tényleg szeretlek-e, oh oh
Azt hiszem, én vagyok
Miért ülök a semmi közepén
Állva itt semmi köze hozzá
Arra a kérdésre, hogy tényleg szeretlek-e, oh oh
Azt hiszem, én vagyok
 
Megígértél nekem egy autópályát és egy végtelen parfümöt
Genfben lévő palotát tökéletes kilátással
És az álmok sárga színűek, mint az arany színe
És vacsorázzon a királyokkal és a királynékkel, amíg az étel el nem hűl
 
Ehelyett a szélén vagyok, amire gondoltam
Ez az álom most vígjáték, amit nem akarok látni
Vannak, akik nevetnek nevetésnek, de fájdalomnak nevezik
Bébi bárhová visz, de nem itt
 
Miért ülök a semmi közepén
Állva itt semmi köze hozzá
Arra a kérdésre, hogy tényleg szeretlek-e, oh oh
Azt hiszem, én vagyok
Miért ülök a semmi közepén
Állva itt semmi köze hozzá
Arra a kérdésre, hogy tényleg szeretlek-e, oh oh
Azt hiszem, én vagyok
 
Ó, igen
 
Tudom, hogy van egy kémia
Ez a kombináció mennyei
De ne felejtsd el, hogy megígérté nekem
Mindent, mindent
Tudom, hogy van egy kémia
Ez a kombináció mennyei
De ne felejtsd el, hogy megígértél nekem
Mindent
 
Miért ülök a semmi közepén
Állva itt semmi köze hozzá
Arra a kérdésre, hogy tényleg szeretlek-e, oh oh
Azt hiszem, én vagyok
Miért ülök a semmi közepén
Állva itt semmi köze hozzá
Arra a kérdésre, hogy tényleg szeretlek-e, oh oh
Azt hiszem, én vagyok
 

Touch The Sky

The wind blows through my hair
And I feel strong and free
As I sat high on horseback
Through ancient highland row
Any way I can go
Every dream is here free job
And I'm already chasing my dreams
 
The trees rustle softly
The rocks are rough and bare
In the waterfall reflects their age-old story
And the wind carries all words beyond the highest peak
If I ever reach that summit, I can not on my happiness
 
I take every opportunity to beat out my wings
Let me go, after all my dreams
Let me go
Let me free, set me free
Let me go
 

Setting suns

A weakened dawn
Scatters onto the fields
The melancholy
Of the setting suns
 
The melancholy
Rocks of a sweet song
My heart which forgets itself
To the setting suns
 
And peculiar dreams
Like suns
Setting, on the strands,
Vermilion ghosts,
 
Parade relentlessly
Parade, alike
To big suns
Setting on the strands.
 
All of my work is dedicated to Ms Z. G., who is the real counterpart of Beatrice Portinari for me.

Cloud

I'd take you in the wind
And your hand slips
I'll then make up a name for you
I can call you 'Cloud'
 
Meanwhile, I check what time it is
Can the sky be away?
Fantasizing with the harmony
Of your hair, I take flight
 
In the warm wind, the air I breathe
Already has our smell
I like you but you're not here
In the warm wind, sadness flies away
Only poetry is left
But here I lose myself
If you're not here
 
I like you, but you're not here
You're not here
 
In your eyes,
Moony African nights get lost
Nights of sailors and gypsies
Heart of a free people
 
Meanwhile, I look to the phone
Are you back home?
Imagining, I'll wait for you
Maybe today you're feeling alone
 
In the warm wind, the air I breathe
Already has our smell
I like you but you're not here
In the warm wind, sadness flies away
Only poetry is left
But here I lose myself
If you're not here
 
I like you, but you're not here
You're not here
 
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Blue

Why do you sit here silent?
Take what you know and run.
There when you fall asleep, nobody asks what goal you'd like to have.
 
Again that fear will wake a new day.
 
Home is warm until morning.
All alone staring in the mirror.
Fear pierces the face.
It covers the ball, let's go there.
 
Again that fear will wake a new day.
The same familiar twang will drown out our morning.
 
Again that fear will wake a new day.
The same familiar twang will drown out our morning.
 
I'm sleeping.
 

Going to study

Go and get an education, my girls
Far away from daddy, and breathe some freedom
What else can I say to you ?
Listen to the concert, about
The fucking life I've had for 5 years in this flophouse
 
You can't escape the whoredom, I'll tell you frankly
Since i started my learnings, it has been stalking me
And if it wasn't for the crust of my diploma
I'd have closed my eyes, and run away long since then.
 
I was quite a bad student and asked for help.
And then one girl said: 'Might as well invite me..'
And the devil beguiled me into grabbing the guitar
I played a few tunes - and went to bed with her.
 
I pondered about my problems
Am I being helped, or am I the one who's helping ?
I went for a walk, sulking, and suddenly I met
Another poor fellow, standing there with his guitar
 
And since that time we always, give concerts together
I implore you, believe me. By god, I'm not lieing
And if it wasn't for whoring, I'll tell you from the heart
I'd have made up my own law, instead of eating porridge.
 
We then played some verses, and performed together
The meaning of those verses, we thus present to you
Walk in good health, and let your heart decide
While you're yet young, you're full of goodness
 
I cannot end right here, and further I will sing
I'll start with that same hostel, where I live today
The women here aint of that sort, and everyone is good
To screw around on the side, to their heart's content
 
For that reason I got to another hostel
And to not get bored, I took 'Lyokha' with me (1)
We came home in the morning, and didn't go to school
And the women were bitches, they bilked us as they could.
 
So me and my friend Lyokha decided to visit
a neighboring hostel, that stands right next to it
We took two girlfriends along, it all looked so good
One of them a blowjob queen, she took it in the mouth.
 
Well, what can I tell you about the other ?
That adventurous bitch suggested to us:
To fuck her ass only, and dilate her hole
She obviously had a problem with her shitter
 
My friend and I went on, looking for some love
We were looking for young, dashing girls
When we came to Popov, we saw the blokes
The guys told us: You've come to the right place.
 
So we went to the flophouse, that stands right next to it
It proved to be no problem: just come in, and fuck !
All girls there were young, and most important: with kids
They knew the taste of abortion, childbirth and anguish.
 
Well, what's the moral of the story, girls ?
Might be you came actually here to learn something.
You can't learn squat from getting laid
So at school beware, with whom you'll go to bed.
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)