A keresés eredménye oldal 15

Shadows

When they tell you that I sinked
when they tell you that I'm at war with the God
when they tell you, don't believe them
I didn't sleep that's why I'm talking to myself
 
I'm known by wanderers all 'till the last station
I'm looking for the shadows that are leading me to you
Through path of your street placing petals
When you see them to maybe come back to me
 
I see eternity in a moment when it blends with the water
I'm chasing ghosts in the night playing tango with life
and the devil is bringing all of our beautiful moments
I'm giving him my soul, in return my hands are not shaking anymore
 
I see pain in every glass I see art in everything
I see that perfection of madness in the moment
I see beautiful days that are never going to come
because you are the light, and I'm a child of a sinful night
 
And there are days people say there are days
when once that pain disappears
but nights when hard nights come
there in the darkness I see you again
 
I'm known by wanderers all 'till the last station
I'm looking for the shadows that are leading me to you
Through path of your street placing petals
When you see them to maybe come back to me
 
I see eternity in a moment when it blends with the water
I'm chasing ghosts in the night playing tango with life
and the devil is bringing all of our beautiful moments
I'm giving him my soul, in return my hands are not shaking anymore
 
I see pain in every glass I see art in everything
I see that perfection of madness in the moment
I see beautiful days that are never going to come
because you are the light, and I'm a child of a sinful night
 

She's Singing And The Sounds Are Melting...

Versions: #2
She's singing and the sounds are melting
Like tender kisses on her lips.
She's glancing and the skies're reflecting
In her divine eyes like eclipse.
When she is walking - all her motions,
When uttering a word - her lines're
So full of feeling and emotion,
Of wondrous innocence and signs.
 
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Thorsaie

Say, do you hear the clanging of harness and sword
There, behind the hill, let's set out, go get the horse
Now time's in our favour, thus we've been told
And that their Duke is plagued by his sciatic nerve
 
(BRIDGE)
Thus they set out, with a resounding 'Thorsaie!'
For Robert and Keilerson, everyone is there..
 
(REF)
With sword in hand and the shield by our side
'Allez mon Amia' today we set out for battle
 
The ships are rocking, loaded down with burden
The southwest wind carries them across the sea
Yes, they are men of reknown, brave and strong
But soon as the they hit the water, they start to puke
 
(BRIDGE)
(REF)(2x)
 
The men from Flanders set foot on the beach
Morning dawns already, in this foreign land
No enemy in sight, no boat for miles around
When suddenly the Duke slips and cries bitterly
 
(BRIDGE)
(REF)(2x)
 
Then a herald appears, bringing perilous news
Harold's troops are closing in, around six thousand strong
With their bows strung up, and lances at the ready
A last sip of Calvados, then the hour is at hand
 
(BRIDGE)
(REF)(2x)
 
(INTERLUDE with noise of swords)
 
So tempestuous the horsemen, so brave the enemy
battered bodies and many dead friends
Harold the King, defeated and dead
The earth on Senlac Hill, soaked red with blood
 
Thus it used to be, once upon a time
If not, then quite similar, don't you believe it ?
I myself stood there hillside, at the foot of the abbey
With Robert and Keilerson, and a 'Thorsaie!'
 
(BRIDGE)
(REF)(2x)
 
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David's Prayer

Listen, O Lord, answer
I am oppressed and poor
Protect my soul because I am Your loyal servant
My God, save Your servant who trusts in You
Because You are majestic, You create marvelous things
 
Have mercy on me, O Lord
Because I am begging all day long
Cause Your servant to rejoice
I'm lifting up my prayers to You
I'm lifting up my prayers to You
 
You, O Lord, are compassionate
Gracious, patient
You are a God full of love and loyalty
 

Please come back

Ay
if I could love you again
if I had every kiss
that i left on your body
I will give you again
 
Ay
I'm feeling that I'm dying
if you're not here by my side
I melt in the past
memories of your love
 
My dear, please come back
i don´t know how to live without you
I pass nights like a shipwreck
I want love you until I die
 
My dear, please come back
I'm a paper boat
without you this sea it seems so big
my faith is so cowardly
 
I don´t know
how to live without your love
I'm dying of thirst
and you have so much water
 
Oh
I don´t know
that nothing calms my pain
and this anguish that kills me
remembrances that trap me
I'm losing my mind
 
My dear, please come back
i don´t know how to live without you
I pass nights like a shipwreck
I want love you until I die
 
My dear, please come back
I'm a paper boat
without you this sea it seems so big
my faith is so cowardly
 
My dear, please come back
i don´t know how to live without you
I pass nights like a shipwreck
I want love you until I die
 
ah, my good Pedro, come back please
I'm a paper boat
without you this sea it seems so big
and my faith is so cowardly
 

We know I return soon

I took a bit of your look kept in mine,
I left you as memory our last night dream.
We gave each other a second of flight,
Before closing the door
Before closing the door...
 
We know I return soon,
But now the road is waiting for me,
Though I go to the north, the south
Or I cross the river...
Your love is there,
That always comes with me,
That always comes with me.
 
Don't be scared of the road
Dont' be scared of the distance
My heart is in your soul...
Because I'm always very close to your love,
Because I'm always very close to your love.
 

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I'm getting everyday crazier

I can't stand the people who hurry me to walk
if the street is so narrow and there's no place for everybody
Being bothered with horns and having so much hurry to reach
is a vicious circle because nobody knows where to go
nobody knows where to go...
 
And in the middle of this fuss I'm bleeding through the mouth
and my yell comes in a bit more because I'm part of this story
I can't stand myself, my friend and I'm getting everyday crazier
I'm getting everyday crazier, baby,
I'm getting everyday, everyday crazier
 
Sometimes I get to distract myself with music and loneliness
I put the keys in the door and a lock to violence to be alone
but I think there are so many who come out to fight
that I don't understand why the hell so much blood gets lost in the sea,
so much blood gets lost in the sea...
 
Don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't get close to where God has left
I can't even stand myself neither they other, they split me in two
Neither the doctor nor love can cure such an intense schizophrenia,
let's see if pain goes away, singing a good rock and roll
let's see if pain goes away, singing a good rock and roll, baby
 
And I can't find any cure this is the luck I have
who will understand in this world that this story is so ridiculous
I can't stand myself, my friend and I'm getting everyday crazier
I'm getting everyday crazier, baby,
I'm getting everyday, everyday crazier
 

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Russian Girls

Once I went for a walk with a foreigner -
He took her to the home
He invited me to the embassy for dancing,
And then, under the window, kneeling, he whispered:
(Not in Russian of course, but something there in a foreign way)
 
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian girls,
You give me love again
Russian girls.
 
He left for Copenhagen, I stayed -
That's what happens when you walk with a foreigner
A year later, I agreed to marry,
Later-alligator, enough, tired of remembering!
 
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian, russian, russian girls, my baby
Give me give me only love.
Russian, russian, russian girls,
You take my soul.
Russian girls,
You give me love again
Russian girls.
 
Citizens!
The Ministry of Health of the USSR for the last time warns:
AIDS - the plague of the twentieth century
 
Russian girls, give me, give me love, give me, give me love
Russian girls, give me, give me love, give me, give me love...
 

Volcano

Versions: #3
v
v
v as in volcano
and a thousand other things
like the will to walk close to the fire
and to see if this beating heart is true
if it's real or just vanity
 
v as in volcano
and a thousand other things
like the volume
that rises and contains the sea
and to see if it's worth scorching yourself
or not to really go through with it
go through with it
 
I run at night
the streetlights the stars
there's the Indian bar
it smells like you
I laugh louder
I lose myself at dawn
you are in everything
and in everything
explodes
the vertigo I have for you
the vertigo I have for you
 
v as in volcano
and a thousand other things
the fear of
wandering aimlessly for too long
and to see if this heart that vibrates is real
you really want to travel
to really travel
 
I run at night
the streetlights the stars
there's the Indian bar
it smells like you
I laugh louder
I lost myself at dawn
you are in everything
and in everything
explodes
the vertigo I have for you
the vertigo I have for you
 
I move
I spot
The traffic light downtown
has been off for an hour
you'll be asleep
it's so nice to feel even here
the vertigo I have for you
 
I run at night
the streetlights the stars
there's the Indian bar
it smells like you
I laugh louder
I lose myself at dawn
you are in everything
and in everything
explodes
the vertigo I have for you
the vertigo I have for you
the vertigo I have for you
 

You should give up

You can't think this
Leads to anything good
Your hanging on to a possibility is kinda pathetic
 
When all the signs point to you making a big mistake
You hang on to your decisions and refuse to see
What were you looking for when you went for this? You knew what would happen to you
Did you think that you would get something that endures more?
 
You should give up
When everyone already has bloodshot eyes
You should give up
I don't understand what is stopping you
 
Some people are sickened by your decisions
But they don't know half
About the reasons that make you act like that had any sense
 
You are not weaker than others, why do you let yourself be treated like that?
You choose your own punishments, whether you wanted to or not
Do you have any regret or can't you see how you've been mislead?
You yourself give the might, your impotency is its power
 
You should give up
When everyone already has bloodshot eyes
You should give up
I don't understand what is stopping you
 
If you survive this night
Then you'll survive anything
This can cast your everything into nothing
But you can't affect it
 
When the heart has left
Even the weight of staying is almost impossible to carry
Even you yourself know what you must do now
I cannot give anymore
 
When everyone already has bloodshot eyes
I don't understand what is stopping you
 
You should give up
When everyone already has bloodshot eyes
You should give up
I don't understand what is stopping you
 

Lovestory of the century

In the internet, a boy met a woman
She was beautiful and different
They always went to eat after a movie
Usually evenings lasted very long
Boy walked the girl to the stairway
His manners were really something to show off
Relationship worked, everything was clear
The boy was twentyfive, woman thirtyfour
Friends accepted the affair
Until they saw the bruises on the woman's arms
Everybody started to blame the boyfriend
Woman said it's no use to blame him
Woman said she fell with a scooter
Friends said, soon there are candles at the grave
Woman cries away her sorrow
Lets the love crawl out of the hole
Love grows, you don't notice it
It kills the environment and doesn't cover
Boy apologizes, woman forgives
For fucks sake those sheep blinded by love
It feels bad to look at the paper
Soon the blood will splatter the wallpapers
Lovestory has a tragic end
We can say the scooter lost its kick
The same thing lasted for several weeks
Woman got so fucking many cuts in her face
Woman tried to help her man
But the punching bag was taken back to the store
With the money was bought knives and beer
In the place of the bag, woman was beated with a bare hand
One day the woman leaves the man
Literally a man doesn't swallow without chewing
Man beats the woman as much as he can
At the same time fucks the ass till it bleeds
Man says: You are useless
Ties her up to the chair just like Laura did to Eero
Beats the temple with a screwdriver
Fills the mouth with fucking foil
Woman cries mouth full of wounds
Man laughs while looking at the carcass
Scales pieces of neck with a grater
Stuffs the pussy with aquarium fish
Man has a water boiler getting hot
Man knows the way to the heart
Cuts off the eyelids
While pouring the water in woman's eyes
Man gets a knife from his pocket
Smiles and gives a kiss for the woman
In the middle of her red cheek
Achilles tendons are moist from blood
Woman is probably dead
Man hits the spine with an iron shovel
Multiple times, bloody curtains
Kuristaja is only the storyteller
Man laughs, woman lies in blood
The dream come true is only ahead
Pussy or ass, eeny meeny, necrophilia like Edmund Kemper
Let's borrow a line from before
Man doesn't swallow without chewing, at least not women
So he bites a piece from the cheek
Going down, smells like cock
Man saves the lower body for sex
Chews the face, like it was a cookie
Swallows everything, the whole fucking woman
Upper body and also does art from it
Salatut elämät, apartment gets cleaned
Man has kept his apartment hidden
In other town there's waiting for him
A wife and three kids
Daddy has comen from the work trip
Daddy needs to rest, work is rough.
 

Plows-woogie

We are tractor drivers in the collective-farm, our profession is honorable,
We don't care about rock-and-roll, any punk or metalhead,
We hard work for all objectives
Of our Food Programme.
What's on your mind?
Maybe, is it a sound monitor or a amplifier?
You better listen the roar
Of our diesel engine,
Our tractor will sing us plows-woogie1
On the background of country-style view.
Yeah, we love plows-woogie, we love plows-woogie,
We love plows-woogie, we work with plows-woogie every day!
We are dirty like pigs,
But it is no problem,
Because we love our DT tractor2, and we can't live without it,
I poured the diesel oil in its collector
With native exhaust gas.
 
Yeah, we love plows-woogie, we love plows-woogie,
We love plows-woogie, we work with plows-woogie every day!
Though the urban guys call us as 'plows',
We don't care about this. They are fools themselves,
We are agricultural mechanics, and we live very well,
We all agree with the Perestroika, we will give a lot of bread for our country,
We support all speeches of the leader of the CPSU Gorbachev
Fom beginning to end.
 
Yeah, we love plows-woogie, we love plows-woogie,
We love plows-woogie, we work with plows-woogie every day!
 
Yeah, we love plows-woogie, we love plows-woogie,
We love plows-woogie, we work with plows-woogie every day!
 

• 1. 'Plows-woogie' is a parody of 'boogie-woogie'
• 2. DT is crawler of Soviet and Russian crawler tractors, Tractors of this series are produced in Volgograd Tractor Plant.
  
  

Sounds of the piano

When in the hectic day you'll leave,
All the resentment and anger for later.
When the sweet sound of the piano keys
Will once again burst into your home, your sweet home
 
Chorus:
Sounds of the piano in my room -
There's nothing more dear
Sounds of the piano in my room -
This is all that I need...
 
In our lives there are so many lies
Too many people who are stranger to us
Instead of hundreds of faces - only the piano
It's a hundred times better and more honest than them
 
Chorus:
Sounds of the piano in my room -
There's nothing more dear
Sounds of the piano in my room -
This is all that I need...
 
The only thing that you'll leave here on Earth
After the days you lived in a rush
Is the sweet music of the piano keys
Is the bright memory of people
 
Chorus:
Sounds of the piano in my room -
There's nothing more dear
Sounds of the piano in my room -
This is all that I need...
This is all that I need...
 

oh shoot me shoot me

Maybe the flowers will blossom
inside me there are black seaweeds
People looking would think I'm happy
they don't know what I'm going through
 
oh, shoot me shoot me
for the injustice I endured
all this world's misery
is lying upon my shoulders
 
The day passes, night comes
without night there is no day
I beg you my lord
Do not accept this prayer, oh
 

The scout raid with assholes

By separate order, by special decree
I'm leaving on the scout raid with assholes
Under the cover of night straight to the rear of the enemy
And there is nothing I can do about it at all,
Tell my friends, that my mother should be told
From the beginning , everything went wrong,
I was send on scouting raid with assholes,
To me it doesn't matter where- be it Iraq or Saigon.
I didn't choose them, they've decided for themselves,
When they were asked, with whom do they want to go scout with,
I'm leaving on the scout raid with assholes,
Their names start with 'A' complete oddballs.
 
Oddballs, oddballs, oddballs,
Why are you such assholes,
The war doesn't like oddballs,
And I don't like assholes.
I don't like assholes.
 
I'm a soldier by vocation, to be condemned to death is my call,
In the ambush I camouflage myself, so good, no chance in hell to find me,
I'm leaving on the scout raid with assholes,
And with them, bloody hell, you can't even die in peace.
A drowning sailor saving himself on the lifeboat,
At the last moment the pilot pressing the button of catapult,
But what will save you, when you're with an assholes,
The normal heroes always taking alternate route.
The soldier will answer 'no', the soldier will answer' yes',
The soldier will simply strangle with his bare hands, when called.
But in the war doesn't make sense to deal with an assholes,
You always will get' maybe' and 'sometimes' , no less.
 
You will ask me, why am I pi---ed off?
I will tell you:' Get out of here!'
Asshole- he's neither friend nor foe,
But in the scout raid the enemy is dearer.
 
Let the friends remember, let my mum to know it all,
Falling to hell into the darkness of ages,
I'm leaving on the scout raid with assholes,
So I can die and save some other assholes.
In their blood is mojito, and in their souls is Murakami,
For them Hemingway - is just a little book, that's all.
Under the death star with an assholes
I'm standing, my curse is coming true.
Under the death star with an assholes
I'm standing, my curse is coming true.
Under the death star with an assholes
I'm standing, my curse is coming true.
 

Weekend

Seeing the waves from the balcony, always on weekends,
You love it when saturday comes
I hoped that day would come
Where I can breathe
 
Birds above the water are migrating
On the horizon, the years are solitary
I waited for this time to come
Where I could finally live
 
Something in the air, hovering over the city
Nothing is obvious
 
Always at the end of the week, I look away,
And the whole world calm down, ah ah
On the weekend, everything is alright
And tomorrow will be a new day
 
On the weekend
Everything is quite calm, it's just serenity
On the weekend
Everything is quite calm, I play an old song
 
Again I go back to the sources
Passing by the houses and the neighborhoods
I hope that day would come
But it won't last, didn't it ?
 
The bright horizon, the rythm of the song
Nothing is obvious
 
Always at the end of the week, I look away,
And the whole world calm down, ah ah
On the weekend, everything is alright
And tomorrow will be a new day
 
On the weekend
Everything is quite calm, it's just serenity
On the weekend
Everything is quite calm, I play an old song
 
Always at the end of the week...
 

Good Song

Gonna get working and save up some cash
Iron my trousers, stop smoking fags,
Gonna become good
Very, very good
You also get working and save up some cash,
Don't drink, or smoke, or curl one eyelash,
Go, become good
Very, very good
We'll soon get married and buy a flat
I'll put up some tiles in the toilet out back,
Gonna become good
Very, very good
You'll clean all my shirts and iron them too,
You'll give up all your thieving ways soon,
Gonna become good
Very, very good
Both of us will live a good life that way,
We're gonna love each other to the grave,
Very good, together,
'Til the grave, forever,
If only Saturday would fly by quicker,
If only we could get to work a bit sooner,
So we can become good,
There we can become good!
 

Love doesn't be expelled

Versions: #2
Are you going now while this love is
In a hanging state on the secession tree
Doesn't come out so much love through the one life
Don't you know that human just one time loves
 
Didn't we create a lot of white spring
From the black winters
In all the storms
Didn't we stand like a mountain
 
While we still love each other
Love doesn't be expelled out of the heart
If you go too
I can not live in this city
 
Now its snowing
The roads are closed since long
By meaning that you to stay here
By meaning that you not to go
The city is snow-white crying
 

Fly High

When the stars shine again,
When there are roads and you return to your home.
Tell what you have learned, tell them the truth,
Explain that it is impossible to dominate heaven.
 
Tell them that you have lived another reality,
That was a madness of hope and freedom.
Where your demons come out to act,
Where a helping hand you know will hold you.
 
And if the forgetfulness returns and with it the pain,
Give yourself a moment to recover the honour.
For all your sorrows there is a solution:
Sing my song
 
Lift your arms, join,
Today the stars are at your feet.
Fly very high and let go,
Well, while you sing, you can not fall.
 
Tell me if you've cried tears of the sea,
If you have sweated the pain of the one who wants to leave.
Tell me if you fled before jumping,
To take momentum, a step back is necessary.
 
And if fear advises a change of direction,
Take all the time listen to your heart.
If we link our hands, the stars will see,
How easy it is to fly.
 
Lift your arms, join,
Today the stars are at your feet.
Fly very high and let go,
Well, while you sing, you can not fall.
 
All the flowers will be able to start,
But in spring they can never kill her.
Be the strongest flower in the garden,
There will be no one to ever tear you from me.
 
Lift your arms, join,
Today the stars are at your feet.
Fly very high and let go,
Well, while you sing, you can not fall.
 
Lift your arms, join,
Today the stars are at your feet.
Fly very high and let go,
Well, while you sing, you can not fall.
 

Her room

And I promised myself that I would get myself together
And I promised myself that I would not call anymore,
But she makes me not be a man of my word anymore.
And I run on the streets, drunk, again
So that I can maybe forget all that hurt me
But it hurts more and more.
What was I thinking to look at her?
 
Her room,
The museum of love,
From today, it is closed
And I've woken up from the dream.
Her room,
A world without a key,
Even if today was the last day,
Again, we would find each other.
 
And I tried at other doors, too
Even at Brancusi's door,
But still, I miss her voice, at the shower.
From so many doors of the world that were constructed,
Exactly on hers did I knock,
And I remained, for good, at hers, unloved.
What was I thinking to kiss her?
 
Her room,
The museum of love,
From today, it is closed
And I've woken up from the dream.
Her room,
A world without a key,
Even if today was the last day,
Again, we would find each other.
Again, we would love each other.
 

It's over

Because I don't know waht to do,
when I see you in the morning in my room,
and because I don't even know you name -
I'm sorry baby - take the tram.
 
It happened so, because it happened that
I've no idea where to find
the one, who has long been looking for me
and that we're born for each other.
 
I stopped thinking and making assessments,
and said to myself 'I'm a chavdarche (a little school kid) - I do not hesitate!'
and if I saw a sad woman in danger,
I turned the world upside down to save her.
 
Doing good is good right?
I covered the embrasure with my heart
and I laid down underneath each tank that occured,
and then I sent them home with a taxi.
 
I was Batman and Robin Hood,
Captain Planet, Night shift,
Crazy labor.
 
I helped, saved and gave myself away
and I gave my seat at the trolley,
the tram and in my room.
 
But it over with this-oi-a-oi... (x4)
I'm tired, I'm wiped away, believe me I want
to turn the tram upside down with one maneuver,
to drive in a different direction than this,
to search with a flishlight, and to find the one,
who doesn't want to be saved.
 
She doesn't need wonders of bravery -
so let me say this -
She's a savior, she's a savior,
she's the savior on the beach.
 
She lights up the sun, she poured herself some sea in a glass,
and sat to relax on a sandy chair.
The breeze caressed her gently on the face,
and the waves are rising to see better.
 
But September came, a chestnut hit me
and I am already decent, in place, famous
with that, I managed to turn the tram upside down,
with that, I found 'Maya the bee' -
 
beautiful, good and gentle woman,
diligent, reliable - a man's dream.
The chavdarche is a happy kid -
it plays, sings, learns, reads.
 
I started to drown, the sky pressed me down
and I was sneekly overrun by a water bike.
A jelly-fish bit me and an anchor hit me
and without realizing I reached the bottom.
 

I would like to be a magpie

I would like to be a magpie and fly
to this window to tell you a word,
but I would not that you put me in a cage.
And that you immediately came - from inside - to call me:
- Come, Marotta mine, come Cola! 1
But I would) not that you put me in a cage.
 
And I would come back to being a man
as I was before, hoping to find you alone,
but I would not that you put me in a cage.
And then, I would go back to be a cat
to go down the trapdoor,
but I would that one thing was done to me. ..
 

• 1. one Neapolitan surname and a typical Neapolitan name, used as names for birds

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For a flower

Why is a lock needed for a flower?
Is there a door for the village?
Why is a lock needed for a flower?
Is there a door for the village?
The open space are always open
I have a liking to become a parrot
The open space are always open
I have a liking to become a parrot
 
The free sunshine comes down
and will touch me gently
The forest will send to me
the filtered flower smelling breeze
The rain drops will fall
and will touch my mysterious spot
The hair wetness will be cleaned
by a small size of cloud
The stream is our breast milk
This village and sand are mother's lap
Here there are no diseases
This is a good place
This is my capital
 
Why is a lock needed for a flower?
Is there a door for the village?
Why is a lock needed for a flower?
Is there a door for the village?
The open space are always open
I have a liking to become a parrot
The open space are always open
I have a liking to become a parrot
 
Is there a mind that searches for money and assets?
Does this happiness comes?
All the money, will it equal the price of
this snow drop?
For the work that is to be done in open, my mind yearns
The sky has come nearby
For catching butterflies, let's all hide and go
When it flies, let's get defeated
Let's forget people and get a boon from a bird
 
Why is a lock needed for a flower?
Is there a door for the village?
Why is a lock needed for a flower?
Is there a door for the village?
The open space are always open
I have a liking to become a parrot
The open space are always open
I have a liking to become a parrot
 

Come back

You don't know how many times I thought
about telling you all this,
but I never found the proper moment,
I still miss you like before,
and I still think of you like always, yeah
I need you now
Just, come back, come back, come back baby
I have a need of you, inside me
Just, come back, come back, come back baby
Each second is a world which pass in
my mind, when she's not here, baby
my need of loving you, touch you again control over me, lady
and I got lost, mad, tell me if this is not that way.
 
So I won't have to kiss you, yeah, yeah
to be able to explain, yeah, yeah
everything I feel
because I have no words
to give you a kiss
to be able to explain
everything I feel, no no
because I have no words,
no words, no, girl
 
Look at me and tell me
my glance tells you everything
between you and I there's a way
and call for it again like crazy
Woman, I understand not anymore,
what happened, already happened
don't deny me, baby, I know
no one has loved you like I do
like I do, like I do
just come back, come back, baby
I need you now, I need you now.
 
So I won't have to kiss you, yeah, yeah
to be able to explain, yeah, yeah
everything I feel
because I have no words
to give you a kiss
to be able to explain
everything I feel, no no
because I have no words,
no words, no, girl
 
Just learning.

Smoke into Us

On the yard, the squirrels are flaming
Some merely smoulder, the grass is burning
The inferno reaches the power line
 
On the yard, the squirrels are flaming
Stella, Kiki, and other friends
The trees blacken too
 
On the yard, the squirrels are flaming
The plinth is glowing, the wallpaper curls up
The posters fall down on me
 
I am sorting items
Not noticing how in their shadows
Someone replaces them with unfamiliar ones
 
The temperature is beautiful
Launis was not around to say that
At least I was ready
 
On the yard, the squirrels are flaming
Some merely smoulder, the grass is burning
The electric sea reaches up to the eaves
 

Menj el !

Szerda éjszaka volt
Régen szerettél engem az égig és vissza
Két éjszakával később nem tudok repülni sem élni
 
Egy pillanatról készült fotó
Egy levél és semmi több
Egy szó 'viszlát' fekete tintával ami felkiáltójelel fejeződik be
 
Refrén:
Menj el ! Holnapra túl leszek rajta
Nem számít, hogy a fájdalom jön, és nem megy el ?
Menj el !
Engedj meghalni
A vágyakozás , a boldogságom ...
Pokolba vele !
Menj el !!
 
Végül mint egy vak ember
Már nem látlak téged a jövőmben,
Te szótlanul elhagytál engem,
Még esélyem se volt rá hogy megcsókoljak.
 
Refrén:
Menj el! Holnapra túl leszek rajta ,
Nem számít, hogy a fájdalom jön, és nem megy el
Menj el !
Engedj meghalni
A vágyakozás , a boldogságom ...
Pokolba vele !!
Menj el !
 
Menj el ! Holnapra túl leszek rajta
Nem számít, hogy a fájdalom jön, és nem megy el
Menj el !
Engedj meghalni...
A vágyakozás , a boldogságom .
Pokolba vele !
Menj el !
 
Menj el
Engedj meghalni....
 
Nem maradt több könnyem sírni,
Te voltál az egyetlen, aki fejjel lefelé fordította a világomat,
Ahelyett, hogy szeretnénk egymást,
Úgy viselkedünk, mintha két idegen lennénk.
 
Ref:
Menj el !Holnapra túl leszek rajta !
Nem számít, hogy a fájdalom jön, és nem megy el
Menj el !
Engedj meghalni
A vágyakozás , a boldogságom ...
Pokolba vele !!
Menj el !
 

Late In Life

Sadness fell outside the grilled
Every thought pervade my mind
Those trees in the winter
Leaning sideways under the sad rain porch
 
And I am sitting here
Feeling pain in my frozen heart
Those peaceful days had gone
 
Your love
You gave me when you were teenager
But I ignored
Sometimes I heartlessly made you cry
And you are gone
Realizing how stupid I was
Screaming your name hopelessly
 
Can we please forgive each other?
To keep our love lasting forever
We both looking back
And know how we are after the storm
And now I think maybe
You forget those old days
I still keep my dream
 
That I told myself
Time will turn back
To let we meet each other
And I will happily bring you to
The old house
To let me love you more than those days
Promising I will live forever with you
 
Your love
You gave me when you were teenager
But I ignored
Sometimes I heartlessly made you cry
And you are gone
Realizing how stupid I was
Screaming your name hopelessly
 
Can we please forgive each other?
To keep our love lasting forever
We both looking back
And know how we are after the storm
And now I think maybe
You forget those old days
I still keep my dream
 
That I told myself
Time will turn back
To let we meet each other
And I will happily bring you to
The old house
To let me love you more than those days
Promising I will live forever with you
 
Dylan Cao

Come back wanderer

I'm looking through that window how the sun sets
autumn twilight in my garden with its dry leaves
by the fire I play guitar I feel you close
always coming with a smile
a caress the tie loose
weaving crazy dreams in the walk.
 
I'm looking if I can find you in the horizon ah!..ah!
and I'll always leave the door open in case you're getting in
I know you're wandering by platforms picking flowers hey..hey!
and giving bread pieces
to the pidgeons that go to the plaza
weaving crazy dreams in the walk.
 
Come back wanderer to my yard again I'll open the door,
you know wanderer that near this grille I feel you closer.
Think wanderer that I've been waiting for you near this window,
but now I'll only sing, laugh and I won't cry,
you know wanderer I saved a poem for you.
 

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Come back father sun

Stay searching
for the spike that the wind dragged
dressing my skin with foam
of our father.
Stay in my body
with the language of silence
my skin will follow you in your print
the one of my father.
 
Let the sun come in again
and then we'll go running behind
the father sun
Let it paint the earth with light
and hold my eyes without letting go
the father sun
 
Sleeping in the sand
I'll walk over the waters
your hand will go on in my hand
and in our father.
Where the wind lives
and where the sun forms the light
where your eyes stare
with our father.
 

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Nika nika marika

god god , what have you done to me , my heart is burning still
i dream about her face , to dream Marika , Nika , Nika.Nika
beautifull Marika , i have only a picture , my Marika is gone
with two new fiances
 
it was а bit that i was begging you and that i was talking to you
it was a bit crazy nights , my songs, my words
 
god god what have you done to me my heart is burnig still
and i dont have the strenght to bring you back my darling
 

90-60-90

Hey babe,
Show me your funny gap
Between the teeth,
Just like Madonna's.
I've talked to doctors,
They said it was a diastema.
So there's a dilemma:
 
Beauty, not beauty.
Beauty, not beauty.
 
90-60-90
So dull and so simple, dull and simple.
The geometery of bust and height,
90-60-90.
Dictated by the government standard
90-60-90
90-60-90
So dull and so simple, dull and simple.
 
Hey babe,
You can fit through the eye of a needle,
And between us
Gold threads will weave themselves.
I've talked to doctors,
Nefertiti was like this too,
So you decide for yourselves:
 
Beauty, not beauty.
Beauty, not beauty.
 
90-60-90
So dull and so simple, dull and simple.
The geometery of bust and height,
90-60-90.
Dictated by the government standard
90-60-90
90-60-90
So dull and so simple, dull and simple.
 
Dictated by the government standard.
Dictated by the government standard.
Dictated by the government standard.
Dictated by the government standard.
 

Watch out for her left hand

Watch out for her left hand.
Silverware is not safe anymore.
In yellow cashier's window
The Devil will draw the veil, and roses will fall down on a Schmeisser.
 
Watch out for her left hand.
She won't tell you if she wants to sit on your shoulders.
Obviously you're not just some guy, you're a spy satellite,
A well-hidden hero.
 
Oh, a swarm of storks
Will bring us a thousand children.
Oh my happiness,
Oh lucky fool.
 
A big gannet* is carrying a big heart
Over the stormy sea.
The maternity clinic is a minefield of love.
Love is an inexhaustible cobdom.
 
Watch out for her left hand.
She will twist around and give birth to your twins.
Kalashnikov is a dead man
Compared to a girl like this one.
 
Watch out for her left hand.
A warm snail in your hands is better than a toad.
Somebody puked in the basement
And left on horseback after tearing off the wallpaper.
 
Oh, a swarm of storks
Will bring us a thousand children.
Oh my happiness,
Oh lucky fool.
 
A big gannet is carrying a big heart
Over the stormy sea.
The maternity clinic is a minefield of love.
Love is an inexhaustible cobdom.