A keresés eredménye

Gift

All I want
Is to give you a gift
The rose of time blossoms, blossoms
Blossoms again
All I want
Is the origin of life
The mind that vibrates
That vibrates the fibers of the city
That vibrates once again
All I want
Is to have you now
The lover of life, the life lover
And the enjoyment in the world, endless enjoyment
We enjoy it meanwhile
 
All I want
Is to give you a gift
The rose of time blossoms, blossoms
Blossoms again
All I want
Is the origin of life
The mind that vibrates
That vibrates the fibers of the city
That vibrates once again
All I want
Is to have you now
The lover of life, the life lover
And the enjoyment in the world, endless enjoyment
We enjoy it meanwhile
 
All I want
Is to give you a gift
The rose of time blossoms, blossoms
Blossoms again
All I want
Is the origin of life
The mind that vibrates
That vibrates the fibers of the city
That vibrates once again
All I want
Is to have you now
The lover of life, the life lover
And the enjoyment in the world, endless enjoyment
We enjoy it meanwhile
 
All I want
Is to give you a gift
All I want
Is to give you a gift
 
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Renunciation

Today there's nothing between us any more
We're two souls that should get distanced
My heart lives crying and my voice
We've suffered so much that it's better to renounce
 
My renunciation
Fills my soul and my heart with boredom
Your renunciation
Gives me a grief that can't be healed
To love is to live
It's a sweet pleasure, intoxicating and vulgar
In love, it's hard to know how to renounce
 
My renunciation
Fills my soul and my heart with boredom
Your renunciation
Gives me a grief that can't be healed
To love is to live
It's a sweet pleasure, intoxicating and vulgar
In love, it's hard to know how to renounce
 
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My Radio And My Man

Yesterday I bought a nice radio, in the installment
I took it to the hill and put it in my own shack
And every afternoon, when I come home to have dinner
I quickly put my radio on
And the whole neighborhood comes, slowly
And the crowd gets packed back at the gate
But I never see who I wanted to see
As he doesn't like music and has no heart
 
Yesterday I bought a nice radio, in the installment
I took it to the hill and put it in my own shack
And every afternoon, when I come home to have dinner
I quickly put my radio on
And the whole neighborhood comes, slowly
And the crowd gets packed back at the gate
But I never see who I wanted to see
As he doesn't like music and has no heart
 
I end up losing my patience
I'm tired, tired of waiting
I'll sell my radio to anyone
By any price, just so I won't get unhappy
I've never seen such evil, I've never been so mocked
The poet, who didn't believe in love, said
That we almost always like someone who doesn't like us
 
I end up losing my patience
I'm tired, tired of waiting
I'll sell my radio to anyone
By any price, just so I won't get unhappy
I've never seen such evil, I've never been so mocked
The poet, who didn't believe in love, said
That we almost always like someone who doesn't like us
 
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