A keresés eredménye oldal 2

Never Say Never

I remember happiness' scent, the charm of your lips,
The birthmark on your wrist.
How you whispered neshly: 'Forget about everything'
These days can't return. Let's keep each other in the heart.
 
Chorus:
Never say never. The heart simply gets tired sometimes.
Happiness is fly-by-night and capricious. Believe you me, it's a very bashful beast.
Never say never. We've been visiting but scarcely recognizing each other a long time.
I admit, it hurts, even a twinkling without you - answer, my dear.
 
You aren't a plot out of life, you are all my life.
I was waiting for you, entreating God.
You are my gift from on High. Do you hear me? This is I.
The one, alone, who was waiting and whispering by the window:
 
Chorus:
Never say never. The heart simply gets tired sometimes.
Happiness is fly-by-night and capricious. Believe you me, it's a very bashful beast.
Never say never. We've been visiting, but scarcely recognizing each other a long time.
I admit, it hurts, even a twinkling without you - answer, my dear.
 
Never say never. We've been visiting, but scarcely recognizing each other a long time.
I admit, it hurts, even a twinkling without you - answer, my dear.
 
Never say never...
 

Bouquet

Versions: #1
I'll drive the bicycle like mad
And I'll stop it in faraway fields.
I'll pick up some flowers and I'll present the bouquet
To the girl who I love.
 
I'll tell her: 'Being with someone else,
You've forgot about our dates.
So, to save the memory about me
Take these humble flowers'.
 
She'll take them, but yet again in the late hour
When the fog condences along with sadness
She'll pass me by with her eyes lowered.
And she won't even smile to me - so, let it be so.
 
I'll drive the bicycle like mad
And I'll stop it in faraway fields.
I'll pick up some flowers and present the bouquet
To the girl who I love.
 

Years what The living don't forget

Nineteen forty-one - forty-five
Years what the living don't forget,
Holy duty to banish the beastly enemy
Will be said.
 
Those were terror years of the fire and war,
Years what the living don't forget.
 
The party has united people
Into a single powerful allied united force
And filled our angry souls
With confidence to win.
 
Blood for blood! Live for live! Furious attack,
This is preserved in my eyes!
Motherland's cry and groan
Was like heard by my ears.
 

Kitty (German version)

[Alexander:]
I decided long ago that I will never fall in love again,
And then you appeared my kitty .. kitty .. kitty ... kitty ...
I used to be independent but now I miss you so much,
You break my heart, you play with my soul…
 
[Franziska:]
I really can't help it
that your head is doing nonsense.
I'm just playing with you my
little mouse, little mouse, little mouse
 
And then you stroke me softly
and wish that I should stay with you
You tame me with your feelings
Your eyes can't lie
 
[Alexander:]
And maybe, maybe we can
break the shackles of the dream and be together forever…
And maybe love will help
To turn a magical dream into reality, in which only me and you are together…!
 
[Franziska:]
And if you get too close to me
I just deploy my claws
And please don't call me
Kitty, kitty, kitty
 
Don't know how you did it
But you stole all my pride away from me
'You want it too!' - I defend myself
That game is too perilous
 
[Alexander:]
And let them say that we'll never be together
That it only happens in a dream, my bunny .. bunny .. bunny ..
But for you, I will move mountains, drain seas…
One thing I know for sure, I only dream of you ...
 
[Franziska:]
Go for it! Yes, it is possible
Both of us know how to do it
Time hasn't run out for us
Go for it! You think it wouldn't work?
Happiness is within reach
The miracle becomes true for us now
 
Before you came into my life I wanted to stay by myself
Now I lie awake and crave for you
my little rabbit, little rabbit1
[Alexander:]
From that moment I wouldn’t let go of your hand…
Now I know exactly that I don’t dream for nothing…
 
And maybe, maybe we can
break the shackles of the dream and be together forever…
And maybe love will help
To turn a magical dream into reality, in which only me and you are together…!
 
And maybe, maybe we can
break the shackles of the dream and be together forever…
And maybe love will help
to turn a magical dream into reality, for someone who is head over heels in love ...!
 

• 1. 'Mäuschen', 'Kätzchen' and 'Häschen' are popular German pet names for lovers

April

April has come, conjured new dreams
Melting away the snow
Melting away sorrows, it seems
As if by sun's warm glow
 
Droplets of spring, your gentle chant,
Always remains in me
One day in April stays in my heart
Only for us to see
 
Time to say goodbye to winter,
Time to open up a window,
Earth is drinking April's wine of
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
M-m-m-m-m-m
M-m-m-m-m-m
 
Feeing of warmth tickles my skin
Coming of spring is slow
Puddles will grow, snowdrifts will shrink
Drizzles will come and go
 
Droplets of spring, your gentle chant
Always remains in me
One day in April stays in my heart
One for us to see
 
Time to say goodbye to winter,
Time to open up a window,
Earth is drinking April's wine of
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
M-m-m-m-m-m
M-m-m-m-m-m
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
 
Droplets of spring, your gentle chant
Always remains in me
One day in April stays in my heart
Only for us to see
 

Down a long road

They were riding on the troika with sleigh bells,1
And the lights flashed in the distance.
I would now, dear strangers, follow you,2
To dispel my soul from the yearning.
 
They rode down a long road аt the moonlit night,
In the company of the sonorous song, that flies afield,
And the old, seven-stringed guitar,
That tormented me so much at night.
 
And the old, seven-stringed guitar,
That tormented me so much at night.
 
Yeah, we sang, it turns out, in vain,
Wasted away night after night senselessly,
If we've been done with the old,
Since these nights were over as well.
 
They rode down a long road аt the moonlit night,
In the company of the sonorous song, that flies afield,
And the old, seven-stringed guitar,
That tormented me so much at night.
(2)
 
From now on we're destined to go to the native country
Down new ways.
They rode on the troika with sleigh bells,
But now have come a long time ago.
 
They rode down a long road аt moonlit night,
In the company of the sonorous song, that flies afield,
And the old, seven-stringed guitar,
That tormented me so much at night.
 
And the old, seven-stringed guitar,
That tormented me so much at night!
And the old, seven-stringed guitar,
That tormented me so much at night!
 

• 1. 'тройка' (troika) - in this song means a cart carrying by three horses, a type of vehicle in early 20th-century
• 2. 'соколики' (falcons) - affectionate recourse to the young men

Darling, sleep

Darling, sleep...don't torment my soul.
The mountains and the hills are already sleeping.
Our dog is lame, shaggy-dense,
He lies down and licks the salt chain.
 
Chorus:
And the sea stomps,
And the branches murmur,
And with all of my experience -
The dog is chained.
And I whisper to you,
Then, in a half whisper,
Then, silently:
'Darling, sleep...'
 
Darling, sleep... Why can't you sleep?
Roaring seas? The pleas of trees?
Feelings? Someone's dishonesty?
Or maybe, my dishonesty?
 
Chorus:
And the sea stomps,
And the branches murmur,
And with all of my experience -
The dog is chained.
And I whisper to you,
Then, in a half whisper,
Then, silently:
'Darling, sleep...'
 
Darling, sleep... You shouldn't grieve.
Let your dreams settle and your eyes relax.
Fall asleep on the globe of the Earth,
Do you hear, darling? - Sleep...
 
Darling, sleep... We are on the Earth,
Flying, ready to explode.
And you need a hug, so you don't break,
And if you break loose - two of us do.
 
Chorus:
And the sea stomps,
And the branches murmur,
And with all of my experience -
The dog is chained.
And I whisper to you,
Then, in a half whisper,
Then, silently:
'Darling, sleep...'
 

My Path

I feel only You
even when you’re no longer there
I see only You
even though your breath is leaving me
Your most beautiful day brightens the night deep inside me
And our goals will once again be the same
 
Where does light shine upon wishes long gone
Who is alone
Who counts the lies of this world
 
You’re my path
You’re not lost
You walk with me
You’ve chosen me
 
Where are You going
What’s driving You
Who will forgive You
On Your path
You see the truth in your face
 
Where the sun used to shine
Now only cold rain falls
Who is still looking as the cry silently faded into nothingness
 

Üres szavak

A fekete kristály varázsa tört ki az üvegből,
a tükörben megolvadt gyertyák csillognak.
Üres szavak, a bele fáradtság lehelete,
nem gyújtotta fel újra az eloltott kandallót.
 
Elpazarolt szavak, a hazugság képe,
a könnyen kimondható hitevesztett szavak.
Üres szavak. Ne kérj bocsánatot!
Felesleges szavak, a lángom eloltja.
 
A küszöböd már nem hallja a csengőt,
nincs több nyom összekeveredve sietős lépésemmel.
Ha közeledik a vége, ne akard azt mondani, hogy
várhat ezeknek az üres szavaknak a sorsa.
 
Képzeld el, a nyári szellőt, a gyengéd ölelést,
tele gyűrött fűvel, a rét illatos virágával ...
Szétszórt drazsék, amelyek évszázadok óta gördülnek
Üres felesleges szavak, gúnyos hamis szeretet.
 
Elpazarolt szavak, a hazugság képe,
a könnyen kimondható hitevesztett szavak.
Üres szavak. Ne kérj bocsánatot!
Felesleges szavak, a lángom eloltja.
 
A küszöböd már nem hallja a csengőt,
nincs több nyom összekeveredve sietős lépésemmel.
Ha közeledik a vége, ne akard azt mondani, hogy
várhat ezeknek az üres szavaknak a sorsa.
Inkább ne mondd, mikor kezdődik a végünk,
sietni üres szavakkal sorsunk kimondására.
 

Steer clear of the blades

Versions: #1
A palm on my shoulder.
A stamp
on one of the wings,
Snafu at the barracks:
a triple S day – dry spaces are tight,
My journal gets damp. I am walking the earth just to ease
My farewell of a flight.
 
Three beats - to the ball
of wax figurines,
A quarter - to death.
Some seven odd hides
reap a fistful of fur – odd.
Shall my drive to exist
be as strong as to sing? - No less.
Tie my thread in a little knot.
 
Cold April yields
hot dreams which boil the blood
Infected with germs
of virally new tunes,
As every target of the nearest war has laughed
Revealing her craving for love and her youth.
 
Let the caring doctor
hit the vein and spare the nerve
With the needles of rays, fill syringes with curatives solar.
 
Don’t cry, don’t you cry. Be still and observe
Love foaming through
the throat.
 
Catch her, catch –
on your lips. For the tumblers shall not suffice.
A torpedo of sounds
strikes the chord, so – drink!
Look: an ad on a banner of the last of the springs – flies,
Rocks this square window, and the square window – swings.
 
A punctured temple. Blind hordes on the rise.
Do dare to dodge your exemption,
to shed your mail.
My spoils of war – a chunk of my trophy ice
I kiss as I silently near the flame.
 
Us – the -mongrels-by-rats –
we are the bird’s adoptees.
And each fiend by his third
still remains hard-a bullet.
Lie low and witness
a nuclear prince
Ascend with his whip
as a ruler.
 
Don’t weep, don’t you weep. For whom would we cry?
That’s the likes of us orphans
make the ranks of the braves!
The time is up, our time to fly!
Hey you ‘all! Clear of the blades! Keep clear of the blades!
 

A Maiden Sang In The Church Choir

Versions: #1
A maiden sang in a church choir,
Of all the weary in far off lands,
Of all those ships that had gone to sea,
Of all of those, they had forgotten their joy.
 
Her voice soared upward, it wheeled up into the vault,
And a beam of light shone upon her fair shoulder,
And each member, from the shadows looked up and listened,
As her white dress cried out in the light.
 
And to everyone it appeared that exuberance would return,
That all the ships would find tranquil waters,
That those weary people of far off lands
Would be blessed with joyous lives for themselves.
 
And her voice was sweet, and the the light's ray was fine,
And it appeared on high, by the altar gates,
The communion of mysteries - a child wept
Meaning, that none would come back again.
 

I've seen a dragonfly in the yard

I have seen a dragonfly in the yard
I have open the door, run shoeless
Blasted out something like lightning far
Everything flew around boundless
 
Dragonfly was dropping down like an ash
Our house turned to mount of brick
Mom was absent and my Dad in the tears
Something awful he was yelling to sky
He was yelling something and doing again
 
Clouds danced above me with angry
World was burning, no one didn't put out fire
Someone in military form was carrying me
Someone in white form was cutting and sewing me
 
I was trying to stop my crying
But when silence has come
And suddenly doctor has wept
I've got at that I never grow up adult
I never grow up adult
I never grow up adult
 
White dove with white wing
Into the turbid glass
He as if was calling me with him
Just as if was calling me with him
 
I hadn't got at why in bright day
Outside window turned dark
Past the pit of native home
The Sun was going out to sleep
Past the pit of native home
The Sun was going out to sleep
 
My Summer is dying inside me
I'm scared and I'm yelling
But who is guilty in it and who isn't
I don't know.. and I don't wanna know
 
It is not too much left for me
And when I'll be in the heaven
I'll complain at all of you to God!
I'll tell him all about all of you..
I'll complain at all of you to God!
I'll tell him all about all of you..
 

It's unusual, unknown

It's unusual, unknown
I'm living no cares
Soul has been kicked from her home
So naturally, under fence
 
Body has place sleeping, eating
But it searches everywhere
Cause it looks for soul meeting
Dropping from its strong feet there
Dropping from its strong feet there
 
Body rides to working place
Through the rivers and bridges
Door is open, soul ain't there
Trace of wretched soul's disappeared
Body is wailing:'What the fool, right!
Is her life so wasn't good?
Don't suck cigar butt in night
You have bad unsheltered mood
You have bad unsheltered mood'
 
Just loneliness has not
First and middle name
And I want to touch your shoulder
Without any blame
 
Loneliness has not
First and middle name
And I want to touch your shoulder
Without any blame
 
And this soul, it would be happy
To turn back, but no ways
House is closed firmly, tightly
And is locked for endless days
 
And she could be, as common
To slip through the door slit
But all prouds don't repine
And they don't light other's candle
And they don't light other's candle
 
Loneliness has not
First and middle name
And I want to touch your shoulder
Without any blame
 
No fat and no money ..
A half of country has been searched
Body every day loses weight
Suffering without soul
 
And soul flies from top to bottom
Like no sleeping midnight owl
It remembers body often
And your green sofa color
And your green sofa color
 
Just loneliness has not
First and middle name
And I want to touch your shoulder
Without any blame
 
It's unusual, unknown
I'm living no cares
Soul has been kicked from her home
Naturally, under fence
 
And outside is too dank
It would be better have capsule
Give to officer some drink
Well, give to officer some drink
Just to drink, without soul
Just to drink, without soul
 
Just loneliness has not
First and middle name
And I want to touch your shoulder
Without any blame
Loneliness has not
First and middle name
And I want to touch your shoulder
Without any blame
 

The minute on the way

All right, we'll say farewell, let it be,
The minute on the way,
I didn't want to love you,
Please, forgive me, forgive.
Forgive me for what you were
The girlfriend, the wife,
For what you burnt me down,
Having taken away my rest.
For what from separations to new meetings,
Until the end
We were able to burn
Cold hearts highly.
 
How can I thank you,
The minute on the way?
I can't forget you,
Please, forgive me, forgive!
I became sad,
I became melancholy
In the morning,
Me secret friend,
Me secret friend,
I'll die...
 

So slowly wanes away another autumn day

So slowly wanes away another autumn day,
So slowly whirls t’ward the ground a lonely yellow leaf,
The day is clear and fresh, the air is cool and crisp -
The soul would not escape the invisible decay.
 
Thus, every single day she grows older yet.
And every year she twirls just like a yellow leaf,
But still, naively so, she harbors this belief
That autumn of last years was not so drearily sad.
 

Muse in the gown of spring

Muse in the gown of spring once knocked on a young poet’s door,
Under the cover of night, she was muzzily whispering something

So, I lived not loving you

So, I lived not loving you,
Maybe I will break my vows,-
Yet, you stir me, my heart bows
When you appear in my view!
 
Oh, dear faraway fingers!
In dull existence of mine
Your lovely charms I still find
Even though space is between us!
 
And in my sad lonely place,
Empty and so uninviting,
In my dark dreams, ever haunting,
I see that forsaken old house.
 
I dream of old moments forever,
I dream of those years, fleeting, old...
Seems that my thoughts will behold
You in them ever and ever!
 
Whoever asks - won’t exchange
For empty meaningless fondness
My hopelessness that is endless -
So I get silent, estranged.
 

Musical flight

I know it, I know many songs about love,
And you know,
Their words are music, turn the bustle off
And listen.
 
You hear it – in them, there is the earth's smooth breathing tune,
The sea's - too.
Your eyes reflect the boats, the lagoon
The sky’s blue.
 
I know it, my music plays inside of the lagoon
And quicker
The music of your soul inside of me
Will flicker.
 
And under a dome of cheerful hopes, we would take off
The ground,
The melody is a march with no cutoff -
It’s round.
 
I know it, the end is near for our in the air fling,
So where then?
And silence, that the music wants to bring
Will happen?
 
Remember the melody excited stream emotes
In rapids,
I get it, it is now – that music, nobody wrote -
My habit!
 

Drip-Drip-Drip (Marusya)

In the green spring under an old pine tree
Vanyusha says goodbye to his beloved
His chain mail rings and he gently says:
Don't cry, don't cry, Marusya-beauty
 
Chorus:
Marusya says nothing and weeps
Her soul aches with sadness
Drip-drip-drip! From Marusya's clear eyes
Tears drip on the spear
Drip-drip-drip! From Marusya's clear eyes
Bitter tears drip, they drip drip-drip
They drip right on the spear
 
In the cold winter, again under the pine tree
Vanyusha meets his beloved
Again, his chain mail rings and he gently says:
I've returned to you my beauty!
 
Chorus:
Marusya sheds tears of happiness
Like gusli, her soul sings
Drip-drip-drip! From Marusya's clear eyes
Tears drip on the spear
Drip-drip-drip! From Marusya's clear eyes
Sweet tears drip, they drip drip-drip
They drip right on the spear