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(You Ain't) Home on the Range

Here all the men are tough as cactus
The strongest, the wildest west is here
If you are too gentle and behave too nice
They will not show any mercy
Yee-ha! You may well be crushed
 

Hey, hey where did you come from?
Home, home sweet home
If you are not from here
Get lost in not time
 

Here the weakest is always eliminated
Home, home sweet home
Here the softest is always shot
Home, home sweet home
 

Here the worst and the hardest
Always becomes the happiest of all
Yee-ha! Your house will enjoy
Come join us! Excitement
Cowboy, you are at the right place
 

Home, home sweet home (x4)
 

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The path I take, my way home
on a bridge that seems to go on forever—
if I could cross it, if I were to forget,
if I could go to some distant unknown place …
 

It's somebody's fault, it's because of someone else,
you pretend over and over
As if you've thrown yesterday away and given up on tomorrow,
what I imagine again when I close my eyes …
 

Fragments of you shattered into a million colours
twinkled again and again just like stars
They faded into a million monochrome shades
Even now, I set up my palette
and paint the dream I once had,
everything in this empty and brilliant world
 

A passing rain, a sudden shower,
when did it start falling on this bridge?
If I could go back, if I could remember
how you held your umbrella and something else important
 

I tried to look up at the sky, I tried to think of someone
over and over, and then cast my eyes down
Something a bit like pain as if left faintly behind
I crushed in my clenched hand
 

Fragments of you broken into a million colours
slipped between my fingers just like sand
They were coloured into a million monochrome shades
Even now, I continue to paint on my canvas
what you being alive means to me,
everything in this empty and brilliant world
 

Fragments of you shattered into a million colours
twinkled again and again just like stars
and were coloured into a million monochrome shades
 

Fragments of you broken into a million colours
shine silently just like the stars
and the million shades of monochrome become your colours
Even now, I set up my palette
and paint in the colours I once saw,
everything in this imperfect
and perfect world
 

At Dawn

As when a dew-drop glitters
Upon a bud at dawn,
As when a single jewel
Upon a ring is borne,
As when the sky the starlight,
A cave a crystal holds,
So too my heart your portrait
For ever more enfolds.
 

The hills will change to valleys,
The ocean will run dry,
The sun will shine no longer,
The gleaming moonlight die
The heart will cease its beating
Within my living breast,
Before my love that blazes
For you will sink to rest.
 


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The rustle of the trees is hushed

The rustle of the trees is hushed,
The leaves hang breathlessly,
A bird dreams on in tranquil sleep,
So still, so noiselessly.
 

Many stars have climbed the sky,
Around them emptiness.
A desolation in the breast,
At heart a loneliness.
 

Within the chalice of the flowers
The dewy crystals rise.
O God, I feel the drops of dew
Come stealing to my eyes.
 


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Sed non Satiata

Strange goddess, brown as evening to the sight,
Whose scent is half of musk, half of havanah,
Work of some obi, Faust of the Savanah,
Ebony witch, and daughter of the night.
 

By far preferred to troth, or drugs, or sleep,
Love vaunts the red elixir of your mouth.
My caravan of longings seeks in drouth
Your eyes, the wells at which my cares drink deep.
 

Through those black eyes, by which your soul respires,
Pitiless demon! pour less scorching fires.
I am no Styx nine times with flame to wed.
 

Nor can I turn myself to Proserpine
To break your spell, Megera libertine!
Within the dark inferno of your bed.
 


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Upon the rolling fields

Upon the rolling fields,
Upon the distant fields,
Today, what beauty lies!
The stalks in massed array,
As high as human head,
A spreading forest rise.
 

They rustle by the paths
As heavy grain weighs down
The shining waves of corn
Then as they bow in wind
Among the stalks, like stars,
A flash of blue is born.
 

In glittering brocade
Each shining meadow gleams,
In summer glory dressed
All smiling in its joy
To feel its loveliness
By sunny lips caressed.
 

Then like a frightened gasp,
Abruptly through the plain
A rippling shudder ran
As if the fields grew pale
And turned in sudden fear
The clustering roofs to scan.
 

From there a light had flashed,
The glint of scythes that pierced
The dim-lit morning haze
The scythes on shoulders borne
Of men that paced along
Towards the trodden ways.
 

Powerful, sunburnt men
Whose thick and hardened arms
The veins stood out upon
And through the home-spun shirt
Each weather-beaten chest
Like burnished copper shone.
 

They came, with pouch on hip,
And laid their scythes to ground
Beside that waving sea
Then on the handle set
Their hardened palms and stood
A moment, silently.
 

Still, thoughtfully they gazed
Where, sweeping through the plains,
That golden forest lay
Across the broad expanse
Exulting in its pride
On this, its final day.
 


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A Psalm For David

Love of my heart, you know
when grandfather left here
you hadn't yet arrived to us
here
 

I was myself still a child
not really a child
but it felt like that
when we're left alone
 

Love of my heart, you hear
all the emotions
the happiness and the sadness
all that there is in you
 

All that you love the most
and also the anger in your heart
it's all branches
of one tree
 

And one day will come
and also i'll be a lighthouse
that will shine for you from inside
will mark for you the path
 

And even if you go far
and search for another place
i'll be with you on your travels1
so that you'll always know how to return
home
 

Love of my heart, you know
every time that i left
every time i didn't find
myself
 

Even on the highest mountains in India
the soul is in Jerusalem
it sings on Sabbath eve
a psalm for David
 

Love of my heart, you know
when grandfather left here
you hadn't yet arrived to us
here
 

And how it can be seen in your eyes
you all already met once
you all passed my way
a journey in time
 

And one day will come
and also i'll be a lighthouse
that will shine for you from inside
will mark for you the path
 

And even if you go far
and search for another place
i'll be with you on your travels
so that you'll always know how to return
home
 

• 1. lit: paths

New Order

An empty but suggestive smile
Is it some sort of sign? Or is it a honey trap?
It is stimulating NOW YOU TURN ME ON
Still I cannot remain without saying (these things) out loud
 

In the blink of an eye, we’ll be in a new world
I want to take you along with me
Right now BE READY
If a button that can reverse everything exists
I (want to press) it with our hands together
 

The urges that have already been woken up
Though the future is uncertain
It is too late now WE CAN’T GO BACK NO MORE
Our NEW ORDER
 

(Oh oh oh oh oh oh~ oh) x2
 

Because I don’t want a boring tomorrow
I won’t stop even if it is becomes impossible to do
 

The bottom of those mysterious eyes
I want to know it HELLO, WHAT YOU ARE WAITING FOR?
Still holding these sweat covered hands
Staying like this I will never let go
 

In the blink of an eye, we’ll be in anew world
Because you're the one who started the fire, we cannot stop anymore
If a button that can reverse everything exists
I will be by your side without any hesitation
 

The beating pulses that have started long ago
The first intuition
It's too late now WE CAN’T GO BACK NO MORE
Our NEW ORDER
 

(Oh oh oh oh oh oh~ oh) x2
 

Because I don’t want a boring tomorrow
I won’t stop even if it is becomes impossible to do
It is hope? Or is it despair? Nobody knows
What will happen to this world is surely up to us
 

The urges that have already been woken up long ago
Though the future is uncertain
It's too late now WE CAN’T GO BACK NO MORE
Our NEW ORDER
 

Because I don’t want a boring tomorrow
I won’t stop even if it is becomes impossible to do
 

The beating pulses that have started long ago
The first intuition
It is too late now WE CAN’T GO BACK NO MORE
Our NEW ORDER
 

Because I don’t want a boring tomorrow
I won’t stop even if it is becomes impossible to do
 

Yanagase Blues

The rain at night soaks into my heart
Being alone makes me even sadder
He should pay for what he did to me
But there's no way he'll come back
Ah, tonight in Yanagase I'm crying
 

I know that I'll never see him again
But I can't stop feeling heartache
Much as I want to forget those memories
They keep coming to me as I drink
Ah, tonight in Yanagase I'm crying
 

In a hazy blue light, into my glass
I let fall some beads shining emerald
I'm a firebird burning and moaning
Shedding tears in the rain all night
Ah, tonight in Yanagase I'm crying
 

My philosophy

I got only one philosophy
To be accepted as I am
Despite all that people tell me
I remain with my fist raised
For better or for worse
I'm mixed-race but not a martyr
I move forward with a light heart
But always with my fist raised
 

Raisin' your head, puffin' out your chest
Constantly redoublin' my efforts
Life don't give me no choice
I am the ace that beats the king
Despite our sorrows, our differences
And all these incessant insults
I will raise my fist
Even higher, even farther
 

[(Chorus)]
Aimin' for the moon
It doesn't scare me
Even as it wears me down
I still believe it in my heart
Sacrifices
I'll make 'em if need be
I have already made some
But always with my fist raised
 

I'm not like all those other girls
Who are stared at, who are undressed
I got curves and roundness
They serve to warm hearts
Daughter of a popular hood
I learned there to be proud
Way more love than misery
Way more heart than wars
 

I got only one philosophy
To be accepted as I am
With strength and a smile
Fist raised towards the future
Raisin' your head, puffin' out your chest
Constantly redoublin' my efforts
Life don't give me no choice
I am the ace that beats the king
 

[(Chorus)]
Aimin' for the moon
It doesn't scare me
Even as it wears me down
I still believe it in my heart
Sacrifices
I'll make 'em if need be
I have already made some
But always with my fist raised
 

Aimin' for the moon
It doesn't scare me
Even as it wears me down
I still believe it in my heart
Sacrifices
I'll make 'em if need be
I have already made some
But always with my fist raised
 

Aimin' for the moon
It doesn't scare me
Even as it wears me down
I still believe it in my heart
Sacrifices
I'll make 'em if need be
I have already made some
But always with my fist raised
 

Red Moon Rules

Huang Xiaoyun:
The reflected world in sight everyday
Sometimes true sometimes false
Lots of rules here have to be memorized
 

First of all is the high wall
Nobody would want to climb over it
Only the red moon is hanging freely in sky
 

Second, if someone bestows coffee
Absolutely do not drink it
The witch is best at hypnosis
Do not stare at her
 

Third, if the plant has no holidays
The power has to be forced off
No need to wait till hands and feet are tied to twist
 

Dimash:
Do not reveal the magic elegance
Who was lured by serpent to eat the forbidden fruit?
Do not greed red roses
And fall in love with the wrong person
 

Together:
Unfeeling and hate to marry
 

Huang Xiaoyun:
The world full of whispers in ears
Where is safe and where is dangerous
Wheat and guns are firmly governed in order
 

Consciousness and craziness is a wall apart
Thorough cleaning is a must
Dust is flying around. Which house will it land to?
 

The forth rule: Be alert
To fish at bottom of the lake
Persuade the spider to obey
Give away candies and toys if needed
Make sure to brush teeth often
 

Offer help if you can
Safety distance should be kept
Hidden are a few elephants peeping at gap of memory
 

Together:
Turning, revolving and falling in silence
 

Do not reveal the magic elegance
Who was lured by serpent to eat the forbidden fruit?
Do not greed red roses
And fall in love with the wrong person
The cost will be fatal
 

Huang Xiaoyun:
Full moon after new moon eventually
Who can identify which is starting point?
The contract is signed with layers of desires
The sound of crying and laughing
Answered to all correctly
 

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[Anitta]
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
 

Băiatul tânăr s-a uitat la mine și a vrut să-mi mănânce păsărica
Astăzi, îl voi lăsa pe băiatul tânăr să mi-o dea, să o facă, să o facă cu Larissinha
Băiatul tânăr s-a uitat la mine și a vrut să-mi mănânce păsărica
Astăzi, îl voi lăsa pe băiatul tânăr să mi-o dea, să o facă, să o facă cu Larissinha
 

Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
 

[The Weeknd]
Iubito, călărește-mă în întunericul nopții
Omoară-mă încet, așa cum vrei să mă eutanasiezi, oh da
Fierbinte ca soarele care răsare, arde tot ce atinge
Ea nici măcar nu-ți vrea banii, a venit aici cu altcineva
E dependentă de adrenalină, nu mă pot sătura niciodată
E desensibilizată de bani, trebuie să plătească cu altceva
 

Iubito, mă exciți (ador când mă exiciți)
Iubito, mă exciți (ador când mă exiciți)
Vezi cum mă exciți?
Iubito, mă exciți (ador când mă exiciți)
Oh Iubito
 

Ia-o ușor, ușor cu mine (Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față)
Ia-o ușor, ușor cu mine (Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față)
Ia-o ușor, ușor cu mine
Oh, oh, oh
 

Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
Pune-o pe gură, pune-o pe față, pune-o unde vrei
 

Otonoke

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Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
 

Nu se dau deloc bătuți
Nu ai nici o șansă chiar dacă ai avea o mie de inși
Roagă-te, roagă-te, totuna
Vin acum înverșunați
Dârji și încăpățânați, fac orice după pofta lor
La o parte, ești în cale, sunt cu totul altceva
Sada-chan, Kaya-chan, tărâmul minunilor moarte
Lăsăm mătăniile când e 4:44
4 centi-deci-metri
Vin acum, larmă fac
Dacă le auzi vocile,
să știi că ți s-a zis acum
 

Am ajuns, am ajuns, am ajuns, am ajuns, am ajuns
Ceața a dispărut când afară am ieșit
Piese de puzzle haotic conectate
Durerea care dăinuie
 

Corpul, mintea și inima
Simt cum plesnesc cu viață
Ce aș dă să am eu aripi în acest moment
Zic adio la întuneric
Ca să zbor cât mai departe
Corpul, mintea și inima
Și căldura nostalgică
Ce aș da să crească flori sub ale tale tălpi
Zic adio la întuneric
Ca să zbor cât mai departe
 

Să știi că mereu voi fi parte din tine sau din el
Voi fi ale tale ochi și urechi
Simte cu bântuie în inima ta cântul meu,
ritmul meu
 

Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
Dandadan, dandadan, dandadan
 

Море с четырёх сторон

Уж такая, братцы, жизнь у моряков,
Моряку собраться - пара пустяков.
И встречает зори не впервые он,
Там, где море с четырёх сторон,
Только море с четырёх сторон.
 

Волны жаждут мести и встают горой,
Устоять на месте мудрено порой.
Но с волною в споре не сдаётся он,
Там, где море с четырёх сторон,
Только море с четырёх сторон.
 

Облака нависли, свист ветров упрям,
Не приносит писем почта по утрам.
И опять свой город вспоминает он,
Там, где море с четырёх сторон,
Только море с четырёх сторон.
 

Так уж, братцы, было испокон веков,
На земле любили крепко моряков.
Потому что вскоре снова будет он
Там, где море с четырёх сторон,
Только море с четырёх сторон.
 

Уж такая, братцы, жизнь у моряков,
Моряку собраться - пара пустяков.
И встречает зори не впервые он,
Там, где море с четырёх сторон,
Только море с четырёх сторон.
 

Une autre vie

À travers toute mes défaites,
Mes soirs d'ivresse, mes soirs de fête
Ne pas écouter mes détresses,
Ne pas céder à mes faiblesses
 

Et l'on m'invente des histoires
Où l'on me prête trop de gloire
Ils ne savent rien de ma vie
Et rien de ce dont j'ai envie
 

Lorsque le rideau est tiré,
Quand le public s'en est allé
Je regarde s'étirer les filles
Qui s'endorment au creux de mon lit
 

Les filles que l'on croit aimer
Et celles qu'on ne fait que croiser
C'est comme un joli défilé,
Je cherche au pays des poupées
 

Une autre vie (une autre vie),
Une autre vie (une autre vie)
Une autre vie (une autre vie) qu'ici
Une autre vie (une autre vie),
Une autre vie (une autre vie)
Une autre vie (une autre vie) qu'ici
 

J'ai une maison en Italie,
Une voiture que l'on regarde
Mais quand l'artiste se défarde,
Il se retrouve seul avec lui
 

Les gens m'arrêtent dans la rue,
Ils me sourient, m'ont reconnu
Disent 'bonjour', disent 'merci',
Je sais que les gens sont gentils
 

J'ai fait 20 fois le tour du monde,
Sans rien voir et sans m'arrêter
Je confirme, la Terre est ronde
Et j'ai pas trouvé c'que j'cherchais
 

Les filles que l'on croit aimer
Et celles qu'on ne fait que croiser
C'est comme un joli défilé,
Je cherche au pays des poupées
 

Une autre vie (une autre vie),
Une autre vie (une autre vie)
Une autre vie (une autre vie) qu'ici
Une autre vie (une autre vie),
Une autre vie (une autre vie)
Une autre vie (une autre vie) qu'ici
 

Une autre vie (une autre vie),
Une autre vie (une autre vie)
Une autre vie (une autre vie) qu'ici
Une autre vie (une autre vie),
Une autre vie (une autre vie)
Une autre vie (une autre vie) qu'ici
 

Adaptat

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Când soarele răsare, ești în căutarea unei iubiri
Așa că inima ta nu te va duce la nimeni
Când soarele apune, știu ce vei deveni
Te trezești, ca noi toți
 

Îmi așez capul pe o mie de paturi
A fost un test pentru a vedea cât de departe poate merge un om fără el însuși
Cred că am pierdut singura piesă care ținea totul în loc
Acum nebunia mea e singura iubire pe care mi-o permit să o îmbrățișez
Aș fi putut rămâne
 

Dar am ales viața
Am ales viața
Apoi mi-am dat seama
Ea ar fi putut fi aleasa
Am lăsat-o baltă
Pentru puțină distracție
Am făcut un schimb
Am renunțat la zilele noastre
Pentru puțină faimă
Acum nu-ți voi mai vedea fața
Dar e în regulă, m-am adaptat oricum
 

Adaptat la aceste modele
Cine e adaptat la sticlă?
O beau ca pe apă
Doar pentru a-și arde durerile
Voi sta treaz până mâine
Doar pentru a le dărâma morala
Și totul e permis în dragoste și război
Ea este pură, atât de pură, ca dragostea care este atât de netăiată și crudă
Și curată, atât de curată, spre deosebire de ceea ce i-am oferit eu
 

Dar am ales viața
Am ales viața
Apoi mi-am dat seama
Ea ar fi putut fi aleasa
Am lăsat-o baltă
Pentru puțină distracție, oh
Am făcut un schimb
Am renunțat la zilele noastre
Pentru puțină faimă
Acum nu-ți voi mai vedea fața
Dar e în regulă, m-am adaptat oricum
 

Ea ar fi putut fi aleasa (x4)
 

Casa De Baloane/Fetele Din Mese De Sticlă

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Am fost la un alt nivel
De când ai venit
Nu mai există durere
Uită-te în ochii mei
Nu-mi poți recunoaște fața
Ești iubita mea
Poți rămâne
Poți rămâne
Dar îmi aparții
Îmi aparții
 

Dacă te doare când respiri
Deschide fereastra
Oh, mintea ta vrea să plece
Dar nu poți pleca
Aceasta este o casă fericită
Suntem fericiți aici
Într-o casă fericită
Oh, asta este distractiv
 

Muzica te-a pierdut
Nopțile se termină mult mai repede decât zilele
Aceleași haine, nu ești pregătită pentru venirea zilei
Acest loc te va arde
Iubito, e în regulă, sunt frații mei lângă
Lucrează în capcană
Așa că vorbește mai tare dacă vrei
Doar nu da vina pe mine
Că nu ai sunat casa
Așa că nu da vina pe mine, fată
Pentru că ai vrut să te distrezi
 

Dacă te doare când respiri
Deschide fereastra
Ține-mi mintea
Ce se citește
Pentru ce ai venit?
 

Aceasta este o casă fericită
Suntem fericiți aici
Într-o casă fericită
Oh, asta este distractiv
Distractiv pentru mine
 

Du-mă în al nouălea cer
 

Două fumuri pentru doamna care se bagă în asta
Orice, împreună
Adu-ți marfa ta cea mai bună, haide să facem schimb
Rulează una, aprinde una, tușește o dată, gust-o
Acum uită-te la noi cum o urmărim
Cu un pumn de pastile
Fără urmăritori
Falca se încleștează pe niște hârtii supradimensionate
Și e ceva șmecher în capul ei
Evadează, dubița ei merge spre țara minunilor
Și e șase și jumătate
Iarba e frumoasă pentru că timpul nu există
Dar când stelele strălucesc înapoi spre pătuț
Linii de superstar înapoi pe pătuț
Și putem testa mesele
Am niște mese noi nou-nouțe
Toate din sticlă și sunt late de patru picioare
Dar e o necesitate să ajungem la înălțime
Am făcut sex într-o geantă de mână
Am udat-o mai mult decât un vis murdar
Și fără uși închise
Așa că am ascultat gemetele ei
'Am auzit că se droghează acum'
Ai auzit greșit, am fost pe ele pentru un minut
Noi pur și simplu nu ne prostim
Asta e doar modul în care am de viață
Și atunci când ne prostim
Este, probabil, pentru că am amestecat-o
Da, eu sunt întotdeauna pe acel okey dokey
Și băieți albi știu afacere
Nu e nici o glumă
Big O știe care e treaba
El e cel care mi-a arătat
Uită-te cum conduc acest ritm
Cum mi-a spus el să o fac
E cumva iubita ta? Care e povestea ei?
'Ea e neloială dar mă călărește ca pe un ponei'
Nu mă compar cu iubitul meu
Fac parte din povestea ei
Yeah, despre asta vorbesc frate
Cunoaște-mă
Nu e cu jignire
Îți promit
Dacă ești sincer, frate, tu trebuie să decizi care e adevărul
Dar sunt doar un tip de treabă cu niște vise frumoase
Și le-am putea transforma într-un coșmar, Elm Street
 

La la la la la la la la la
Sunt atât de pierdut, atât de pierdut
Adu mesele de sticlă acum
Cu aceea marfă bună
 

Vremea chitarelor

Click to see the original lyrics (French)



(Uau, fără chitare,
Uau, fără zile frumoase,
Uau, fără chitare,
Uau, fără iubire)
 

E vremea chitarelor,
E vremea zilelor însorite,
Da, da, da...
E vremea chitarelor,
Vremea fetelor și a iubirii.
 

E vremea prietenilor,
Vremea plăcerii
Și a tinereții,
Când ai optsprezece ani
Nu mai e timp
De zăbovit prea mult.
 

E vremea care trece,
Care ne face să prindem viteză acum,
E vremea care gonește,
Vremea copiilor din ziua de azi.
 

E vremea chitarelor,
A dansului și a zarvei,
Da, da, da...
E vremea chitarelor,
Vremea tinerilor din ziua de azi.
 

(E vremea chitarelor,
A dansului și a zarvei,
Da, da, da...
E vremea chitarelor,
Vremea tinerilor din ziua de azi.)
 

E vremea chitarelor,
E vremea zilelor însorite,
Dar vremea chitarelor
Am cântat-o dintotdeauna,
Am cântat-o dintotdeauna
 

(Nicio chitară,
Nicio chitară,
Fără chitare)
 

Ma chance

J'attends ma chance
J'attends toujours
J'attends ma chance
J'attends mon tour
 

Je n'ai que vingt ans
Et j'ai besoin d'un peu d'espoir
Car c'est à vingt ans
Qu'on est heureux de tout avoir
 

Et quand je pense
A l'avenir
J'attends ma chance
Qui doit venir
 

J'attends ma chance
J'attends mon tour
Et si ma chance
Passe un beau jour
Je l'appelerai
Pour qu'elle vienne à mon secours
Je lui sourirai
Comme on sourit à son amour
 

Je veux d'avance
M'y préparer
J'attends ma chance
Pour la garder
J'attends ma chance
Pour la garder
 

J'ai pleuré longtemps

J'ai pleuré longtemps
Après le temps
Où tu vivais près de moi
J'ai pleuré souvent
En marchant dans le vent
Le vent qui parle de toi
 

Je pleure toujours
Et je pleure aujourd'hui
Et je suis seule avec la nuit
Où ton absence m'a laissé
A me parler de toi, à t'espérer
Pourtant je sais bien
Qu'un peu, chaque fois
L'amour s'en va
 

Il arrive un jour que les souvenirs
N'ont plus envie de nous revenir
On fait ce qu'on peut pour mieux les retenir
Mais le passé n'a plus rien à dire
 

Oh oui, je sais bien
Qu'un peu, chaque fois
L'amour s'en va
 

J'ai pleuré longtemps
Après le temps
Où tu vivais près de moi
 

Mais le temps qui court
Est plus fort que l'amour
Rien n'est plus jamais comme avant
Quand on a pleuré trop longtemps
 

Je me sens bien

Oh, yé, yé, yé,
Oh, yé, yé, yé,
Oh, yé, yé, yé
 

Je me sens bien auprès de toi,
J'ai l'impression d'être en vacances
Même quand tu dis rien,
Même quand tu fais rien,
Je suis bien, avec toi je suis bien.
 

Je me sens bien quand je te vois,
J'en ai tout chaud longtemps d'avance
Et ton bras sous mon bras,
Et ta main dans ma main,
Je suis bien.
 

Avec les autres il faut tout dire,
Nous, on se comprend d'un sourire.
 

Je me sens bien auprès de toi,
Quand on s'amuse ou quand on danse
Je ne sors qu'avec toi,
J'en oublie mes copains
Ça fait rien, avec toi je suis bien.
 

Oh, yé, yé, yé,
Oh, yé, yé, yé,
Oh, yé, yé, yé
Oh, yé, yé, yé,
Oh, yé, yé, yé
 

The Birds (Part 1)

Can’t you see?
It won’t mean a thing to me
I’ve been doing this too long
Baby girl, I’ve felt it all
So watch out
If you try to play your luck
Ain’t nobody gonna care enough
To catch you fall
 

[Hook]
So don’t you fall in love
Don’t make me make you fall in love
Don’t make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Nobody needs to fall in love
I swear I’m just a bird
Girl, I’m just another bird
Don’t make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Like Me
 

You tried
You tried to warn me
But baby, I’m warning you
Girl, I’ll show you
This is no game
You’ll be falling to the point of no return
No return
 

[Hook]
 

I know you’re rolling hard with it, don’t lie
I know it’s got a hold of you
I know you’re rolling with it
Baby don’t you lie
Baby
 

I know you’re rolling hard with it, don’t lie
I know it’s got a hold of you
I know you’re rolling with it
Baby don’t you lie
Baby
 

So don’t you fall in love
Don’t make me make you fall in love
Don’t make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Like me
Cuz girl I’m just a bird
I’m just another bird
Don’t make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Like me
 

İstedim

Sәndәn sadәcә diqqәt istәdim
İstәdim sevilәn olum, yolunu gözledim
Sevginә ehtiyacım vardı, görsәydin
Mәnә gәlsәydin, әtrini duysaydım bir
Hayatımı, zamanımı, ürәyimin açarını sәnә verdim
İstәdim sevilәn olum, yolunu gözledim
Sevginә ehtiyacım vardı, görsәydin
Mәnә gәlsәydin, әtrini duysaydım bir
 

Gözlәrim yollarında ikәn
Sәn gah görünüb gah da itәrkәn
Sevildiyini bilmәk bizә varkәn
Solacaq rozan sәn ona çatarkәn
Bir hәyatımız var ona necә qıymaq olar?
Sәnә ruhunu verәn adamı necә qırmaq olar?
Hisslәri susqun olub yaşamaq olar,
Toxunmadan aşiqinә necә sevmәk olar?
 

Sәndәn sadәcә diqqәt istәdim
İstәdim sevilәn olum, yolunu gözledim
Sevginә ehtiyacım vardı, görsәydin
Mәnә gәlsәydin, әtrini duysaydım bir
Hayatımı, zamanımı, ürәyimin açarını sәnә verdim
İstәdim sevilәn olum, yolunu gözledim
Sevginә ehtiyacım vardı, görsәydin
Mәnә gәlsәydin, әtrini duysaydım bir
 

Cafeaua de dimineață

Click to see the original lyrics (French)



El şi-a pus cafeaua
liniştit în ceaşcă,
laptele l-a pus
în ceaşca de cafea,
zahărul l-a pus
în cafeaua cu lapte
şi cu linguriţa
l-a amestecat,
a băut cafeaua,
ceaşca a lăsat
fără să-mi vorbească.
 

a scos o ţigară,
a fumat tăcut,
s-a jucat cu fumul
– cercuri a făcut –
a pus, calm,
tot scrumul
într-o scrumieră
fără să-mi vorbească.
fără să mă privească.
 

şi s-a ridicat,
şi-a pus pălăria
cu un gest distrat,
şi-a luat pe umeri
mantaua de ploaie,
pentru că ploua,
apoi a plecat,
a plecat în ploaie
fără să-mi vorbească.
fără să mă privească.
 

(şi atunci mi-am strâns
fruntea grea în palme
şi am plâns…
am plâns…)
 

The ballad of Charles IV

King Charles, with Bushek of Vilhart,
Sat down beside an oaken board.
Together many a cup they’d drunk
And many a hearty wassail roared.
“Come set out cups of gold, good page,”
In merry mood proclaims the king,
“And pour out wine—nay fuller yet,
Today, Bushek, thou’lt see a thing.”
 

“Hear me, Bushek, on these grapes
Last year our sun of home did shine.
Come, raise your glass and drink today
Of this, the first Bohemian wine.”
They drank—the king in fury spat.
“I called it wine? This bitter froth!
This killing stuff! It twists the mouth.”
And down he dashed his hand in wrath.
 

“I bring here vines from Burgundy,”
In rising anger spoke the king,
“And from Bohemia’s noble land
I see such bitter wormwood spring.
For sure I’d tartest aloes reap
If I should sweetest peaches sow,
And here, if one would roses plant,
Hollow mockery would grow.”
 

“Sure, but the folk are like the land.
If all the saints, to teach you, came,
(Should Czechs pay heed) be thankful, saints,
If blows at you they would not aim.
As well to thresh a sheaf of straw.
Try what I will—a day or two,
And all is turned about again.
Such rank return I have of you.”
 

Yet raised he to his lips the cup
And drank: his fine wide eyes now gave
A stealthy glance towards his friend:
Bushek sat silent as the grave.
And, but to find a thing to do,
He wet his lip the cup along
And to his palate pressed the wine,
And rolled it slowly round his tongue.
 

“Aye, wretched,” said the king, and quick
He helped himself to wine the while,
So quick, as barring argument,
But round his lips now played a smile.
“Shall I then die of thirst? By heaven
Thou’rt blind, good page. Dost thou not see
An empty glass before me lies?
And let thy measure generous be!”
 

“Come, Bushek, drink. Be no more sad!
Thy king’s wise words now savour.
My tongue discerning (as ’tis known)
Has found this wine’s own flavour.
It hath its own peculiar charm,
One needs must try, dear Bushek, see—
First harsh perhaps, yet sweeter then,
Its taste by now is come to me.”
 

“Why, see, my lord, just so our folk—
With temper strange and seeming rude—
Yet flowers in beauty all its own.”
Vilhart, at once in merry mood,
Thus suddenly his silence broke.
“Look close upon that folk, I pray,
And thou to them wilt press thy lips,
Nor ever take thy lips away.”
 


commented

Life Goes On

On which ship will you let me sail?
Which star will you choose to trust
While life
Goes on?
Which book will you tell me about?
With which hand will you reach out to touch me
While life
Goes on?
For which dream will you betray me?
Which side will you lean on
While life
Goes on?
 

This is our time
And it will go with the wind
We don’t know where
We don’t know how
It’s just a game
That lasts so little
It’s only love
And it breaks your heart
 

In which memory will you lock me away?
With which song will you sing me out
While life
Goes on?
 

This is our time
And it will go with the wind
We don’t know where
We don’t know how
It’s just a game
That lasts so little
It’s only love
And it breaks your heart
 

How many fears will you take away?
And how many doubts will you give me
While life
Goes on?
While life
Goes on?
 

Mountain Ballad

“Say what salve can close a wound
(Nanny, speak to me),
Heal and save from death a man
Wounded grievously?”
 

“To heal a mortal’s open wounds
In a body ailing,
The spring juice of the plantain herb
Is alone availing.”
 

“What is there can bring relief
(Nanny, speak to me),
When a head is hot with pain,
Throbbing ceaselessly?”
 

“To heal a head so feverish hot
Nothing else is good
Save the strawberry plant’s young leaves,
Gathered in the wood.”
 

From the cottage ran the child
Into the near-by field.
“Plantain herb, give me your juice,
That pain of man be healed.”
 

From field to woods through thorns, through briars,
Onwards ran the child.
“Give me of your tender leaves,
Blessed strawberry wild.”
 

She quickly gained what she had asked,
To church then sped away:
Jesus, stretched upon the cross,
Before the altar lay.
 

“See, I bathe Thy holy side,
Thy breast with ointment smear,
Thy dear wounds will heal again,
Jesu sweet, my dear.
 

Fresh leaves from the woods I lay
Upon Thy forehead sore,
The piercing fever’s heat shall burn
Thy dear head no more.”
 

The great bells on the church’s top
Their summons loud are pealing.
The people gather, strike their breasts,
Before the wonder kneeling.
What her childish dream had willed
By the grace of God fulfilled.
 

That village still an image keeps
Of the Saviour born.
There are no wounds upon His side,
Upon His brow no thorn.
On all His body lilies white
Shining, as at dawn.
 


commented

Summer is Ending

[Verse 1]
I turn off the television
Pick up my ink and quill
Writing words with blurry vision
‘Bout the shit that I can’t stand
Telling you I’ve fallen weak
Telling you ‘bout my defeat
Telling how I let you down
Voices scream from the radio
Rings loud from the telephone
Sorrow doesn’t sink with pints
I just lay there, sick and blind
Told me to go, leave all behind
But it tingles down my spine
Every moon’s a sleepless night
 

[Chorus]
I'm still awaiting the answer...
There lingers hope no more...
Summer will soon be over…
This...
 

[Verse 2]
They say the sun’s up in the sky
Blazing in the blue, so bright
In the radio, they claim:
The weather’s boiling in flames
Yet I’m sitting in the shades
Coldness swarms, warmth fades
Breezes wrapping ‘round me
Seasons come, seasons go
Million times you I owe
How’d I repay? I don’t know
I’m only hitting new lows
Life’s no more, so mundane
I sit by the remains
And feel the pour of autumn rain
 

[Chorus]
I'm still awaiting the answer...
There lingers hope no more...
Summer will soon be over…
This...
 

[Verse 3]
Been decades since the fall
Crumbled the brick walls tall
But now all that’s left to see
Is the withering poppy
In the jar by the window
From the restaurant long-gone
That flourished years ago
The clock keeps ticking on
With the ripples of the pond
Year by year into the wind
Away the dried leaves blow
I toss and flip the coin
Always landing on the tails
But one day, we might prevail
 

[Chorus]
I'm still awaiting the answer...
There lingers hope no more...
Summer will soon be over…
This...
 

[Outro]
(I'm still awaiting the answer...)
(Summer comes to an end…)
(I’m awaiting the answer….)
(Summer will soon be over…)
(This...)
 


poetic

The Black Lake

So silent lies the water, deep and deathly sad:
Around, the silent wood, like grieving myrtle dark,
The dreaming shore, and brown the moss that on it grows,
And any flower the moss reveals is pale as wax.
Here sounds no hum of bees, no singing bird is here,
Only, through empty skies, at times a bird of prey
Screams, and the echoing hills give back a sound as sad
As the sudden sob of muffled tears from far away.
 

My eyes, with dreams bemused, stare through the water black—
That pool unfathomed, what does it hide below?
Some old Bohemian legend, banished from the land?
Hides here that glassy wall some ring of ancient gods?
Rests here perhaps our great Bohemian hero band?
Noble and heroic, like the gods were you,
Forgotten by Bohemia’s land forlorn,
Forgotten quite by all this generation new.
 

If they should weep for all their nation’s grief,
Then that dark lake would swell into a darkling sea.
If they, from living breast, should sigh, their sobbing breath
Would send the lake in flooding deluge past its banks.
Below the water’s edge, uneasy is the dream
And ruffled by the breath of them that lie below.
But now their breath is quiet—the breathing of the dead,
Across the lake like chilling breeze it seems to blow.
 

Perhaps our underworld is here, the dusk beneath the lake.
Through summer twilight once I gazed towards the hills
And saw, along the forest side, some figures strange
Like troops, descending to a cavern deep in rocks.
They seemed no human shapes but rather wisps of cloud,
Through trunks they moved, from branch to branch among the brake,
Before the eye could catch them, drawing near and low
And then, like greyish cloud, dissolving in the lake.
 

Each day death sends them forth, from living tables haled,
And night-time is too short for all to pass below.
But when the morning hours weave on the shining light,
The shades remaining turn and hurry to the woods.
Each time I stepped within the black woods’ edge
Among the noise of steps I heard strange whispers fly,
And suddenly, with racing blood, I felt on me,
Gazing from gloomy copse, the stare of ghostly eye.
 

Bend down and gaze upon the trailing creepers brown
Below the water, see the lovely net they form—
Sure something must lie there, within that water calm,
And something must lie hid, within that massive pool.
How light would be that leap, how soft that fall below!
That ring of magic lore would open up its pit—
I know, I firmly hold, that something sleeps below—
For something must lie there, that draws me down to it.
 


commented

Hot Milk

I dissolved some sweet sugar in my fading memories and drank them up
This love is all i believe in my usual hot milk seeps in
 

I can’t express in words those uncertain things that close in with no meaning
I smile bitterly about how i missed the shooting star that flew by
If someone hurries me along, saying “come on, now’s your chance!” once again, I don’t know where I’m going
I laugh and say it’s none of their business as I stir my usual hot milk
 

What you really want is that your ideal?
Sometimes what’s important can’t be told in a single answer
 

I dissolved some sweet sugar in my fading memories and drank them up
It’s not lukewarm, not bitter it showed me, along with the fragrant steam
That the days i flip through definitely change
But this heat won’t go and it’ll keep moving me deeply
 

I blocked my ears so people’s ideals didn’t get in
When i’ve said it plainly, with a slightly fake smile I’ll have my usual hot milk
 

Do you think that this gloomy world has no meaning?
Even a bitter future can carry a piece of an ordinary dream
 

I drank up the reality that approached me with my hot milk
Maybe it doesn’t taste bad, maybe it’s not bitter
I think I’m a little lost but today I’ll drink up the trivial wounds I avoided yesterday
The moment I make up my mind my usual hot milk seeps in
 

What you really want is that the answer?
I’ve realised that what’s important is in my heart
 

I mixed up my fading memories with the reality I’ve got one step closer to
It’s sweet and yet a little bitter it knew how transparent I am
And showed me that these days I flip through don’t change
This love is all I believe in my usual hot milk seeps in
Hot milk...my hot milk seeps into my warm heart
Hot milk...seeping into my warm heart
 

More Than Night's Vault, it's You That I Adore

More than night's vault, it's you that I adore,
Vessel of sorrow, silent one, the more
Because you flee from me, and seem to place,
Ornament of my nights! more leagues of space
Ironically between me and you
Than part me from these vastitudes of blue.
 

I charge, attack, and mount to the assault
As worms attack a corpse within a vault.
And cherish even the coldness that you boast,
By which, harsh beast, you subjugate me most.
 


commented

My Love And Me

O MY LOVE! Where did we embrace with you,
When did we fill up, when did we owerflow with you?
Without seing the morning we've been waiting for
Look... Look we approached the grave with you.