A keresés eredménye

My dear summer in the woods

My dear summer in the woods
Și-ai lai lar la la!
With little pride after berries.
Și-ai lai lar la la!
(2x)
 
The wind beating the leaf
Și-ai lai lar la la!
I'll be with the proud girl.
He loves me to take me
 
Ai lar, lar la lar, lar lar lai lar la!
 
He loves me to take me
Și-ai lai lar la la!
Through the woods to get fruits
Și-ai lai lar la la!
(2x)
 
With little pride next to me
Și-ai lai lar la la!
Nobody forces us on our knees
Și-ai lai lar la la!
(2x)
 
Ai hai lar, lar la lar, lar lar lai lar la!
 
Because the woods are very thick
Și-ai lar la la!
And my little pride is pretty
Și-ai lar la la!
(2x)
 
And the sun doesn't burn her
Și-ai lar la la!
Eyes and eyebrows
Și-ai lar la la!
(2x)
 
Ai hai lar, lar la lar, lar lar lai lar la!
 
Dear, I'm proud of you
Și-ai lar la la!
When I see you next to me
Și-ai lai lar la la!
(2x)
 
To catch you behind the tree
Și-ai lar la la!
And to kiss you with love
Și-ai lar la la!
To catch you at your waist
Și-ai lar la la!
And to kiss you with fire
Și-ai lar la la!
 
Ai lar, lar la lar, lar lar lai lar la!
 

Play for Me, Old Fiddler

Versions: #1
Please play for me one of your songs,
The strings to cry in your hands,
I have no gold, I’ll give you wine,
My coat and all that’s mine.
 
Please play for me one of your songs,
Please use your old guitar,
Old fiddler please, I want to hear,
The music through my tear.
 
Please play for me, play from your heart,
The story of my love,
To soothe my longing for a day,
and happy fly away.
 
Please let me stay next to my cup,
To drink my pain, my sorrow,
I have no home I have no friends,
Today my journey ends.
 
Please let me stay in this dark pub,
To hear the silence crying,
To drink, to cry, but no regret,
My love, I won’t forget.
 

The Death Squad

Us the death squad,
From Moldova today we troop
Casted is the dice of the stars
We either commend, or past.
 
We embody the banner
Of a new esteemed belief
On it's written in blood
Praised gains and triumphs.
 
A lot of woe inside the country
For the foreigner is ruler,
A begger in its own home
The dejected romanian has become
 
Thus why today at sword & gun
We've begun to evade,
The nation of its outlaws
Honour to restore.
 
In line with the Captain
Delighted we will immolate ourselves
On top of the enemy's cadavers
New country we'll create!
 
Smile on our lips,
We stare the death's eyes
For we are the death party
We either commence, or all we die!