A keresés eredménye

The Little Clock

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I see a tender smile, it’s calling,
I still recollect my falling.
But hearts don’t want to reason,
So I make mistakes, it’s easy.
I am ready to let you dear
game of love with me.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right, even if love is wrong.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right, even if love is wrong.
 
tick-tock.
 
Rain’s droping its clear tears,
Let’s toast my fail, my dear.
Then you and me won’t care
How I’m twice mistaken there.
I am ready to let you now
play with me in love
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 
Tick-tock…
Don’t regret. You’re right …
Tick-tock...
even if love is wrong...
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 

It's nothing personal

A molten evening falls upon the city.
There is less and less of you remaining in my heart.
And the minutes are gradually pulling us apart.
To them I fall asleep in the night, and in the morning...
 
I've got a lot of other things to worry about.
Someone will tell me hot news.
And in the fuss of insignificant troubles
You'll maybe simply melt away some day.
 
Refrain:
It's life, it's how it is, it's nothing personal.
I wish you all the best!
It's life, it's how it is, it's nothing personal.
I wish you all the best!
 
Shows on air and brainstorms,
They move you aside, making you just a reminiscence.1
And our emotions started to flow slowly,
Like captions below a psychologic movie.
 
A common story with complicated ending,
But yet there is still something left between us.
Even though we both flip hours like pages,
Erasing each other, erasing the memory of our faces.
 
Refrain:
It's life, it's how it is, it's nothing personal.
I wish you all the best!
It's life, it's how it is, it's nothing personal.
I wish you all the best!
 
A common story with complicated ending,
But yet there is still something left between us.
Even though we both flip hours like pages,
Erasing each other, erasing the memory of our faces.
 
Refrain: [x2]
It's life, it's how it is, it's nothing personal.
I wish you all the best!
It's life, it's how it is, it's nothing personal.
I wish you all the best!
 

• 1. I'm not sure if I understood these lines right. They sound to me like some professional slang. Literally it is 'Straight storylines, a switching on of conciousness, are splitting you into reminiscences.'

Forgive me

Forgive me this child's whim
Forgive me, return to me as before
I love you too much and without you I cannot live
 
Whoever here didn't understand what I'm singing about,
I will translate, to you my song.
In it I sing about how I so much love [you].
 
Little birds, tiny flowers, smiles
Gentle flutes, spiritless violins.
Looks, chance encounters
Soft shoulders, wavering candles
 
The roses anew in the garden bloom
Together with [my] loved one, towards happiness I go
The heart as a bird['s], beats in the chest
All onwards.
 
And you fly, and I fly
And you're silent, and I'm silent
Not many words are needed [to describe] love
C'est la vie
 
Tears, sweet torments
Soft lips, powerful hands
We love, we find, we lose
We sigh softly and everything we repeat
 
May roses fall upon the garden
For the New Year, I go with hope
The heart as before[,] beats in the chest
All onwards!
 
I live anew, and anew I sing
This immortal song of mine
Anew, I find the words [to describe] love.
C'est la vie.
 

Separation

The night is long, like a prayer,
The candle shivered cold,
Memory is sharp like razors
It cuts, the separation will not heal.
 
The shadows are circling the room,
Heavy pressure is on shoulders,
I'll fall to my knees,
It hurts, the separation will not heal.
 
I'll shout your name in the dark again,
But all I hear is echoes in response.
I'm crying a lot because of my mistake,
And Theres only rain outside windows in the cold summer.
I sit until morning ...
 
An crazy bird sings
So, the freeze on the skin.
The past wont return,
Why ... I'm crying, why ...
 
At night I’m
Alone by myself ..
It was, it is, it will be.
It’s Night. Full moon. Howling .
 
I'll shout your name in the dark again,
But all I hear is echoes in response.
I'm crying a lot because of my mistake,
And Theres only rain outside windows in the cold summer.
I sit until morning ...
 
I'll shout your name in the dark again,
But all I hear is echoes in response.
I'm crying a lot because of my mistake,
And Theres only rain outside windows in the cold summer.
I sit until morning ...