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Hello goodbye

An attractive black tea room
On a white plate, a 'goodbye'
And then in the cup, the 'Hello' letters
Come and go while I drink the tea
 
If I could be born again
I want to be that cute cup
With your silver spoon
You'd whirl my heart
 
On the other side of the lace decoration
There are platanus reflected in the window
The wind that blows cold
Tries to dry your hand completely
 
If I could be born again
I want to be that beautiful glass
Suddenly standing
I want you to take a look at my heart
 
An attractive black tea room
On a white plate, a 'goodbye'
And then in the cup, the 'Hello' letters
Come and go while I drink the tea
 

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Barefoot adventure

Splashing and pretending to drown in the tides
Now I grabbed you who were smiling
It's not a lie, it's true. If you let my hand go
I remain alone and carried away by the loneliness
 
Love is the sun shining in the water
If one of the two lets a hand go
Help dissapears
 
I run barefoot by the hot sand
Quick, quick catch my shaking feelings
With your back not turning around, I understand
That soon I'll catch happiness
 
Love is the sun shining in the water
If one of the two lets a hand go
Help dissapears
 

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Splendor in the grass

When I took a sleep
Listening to the murmur of the brook
I had a lotus flower in my pillow
Now I woke up
 
The yearning feelings made me
Meet him in my dreams
'Are you fine?' he asked
While he was waving his hand
 
Now, hide my tears in the wind
If you go alone and far
To my favourite meadow
 
I went very far without knowing it
Searching for real wild strawberries
Without hilding a basket all the while
I put them in my pocket
 
If I wait counding with the fingers
For the time when he retruns
The afterglow comes without noticing
The bank dyes
 
Suddenly I want to cry in the wind
The name my echo calls
Is your favourite meadow
 
Suddenly I want to cry in the wind
The name my echo calls
Is your favourite meadow
 

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For Agnes

two months have passed
i really found it difficult
of the happenings i can't understand
 
and thinking unendlessly
 
oh how long has the dream
the would-be life in the future
in two months that slipped by
my thoughts and tomorrow went along
 
just remember friend
the things we shared
in two months that passed
is like two centuries in thoughts
 
always put in mind
that I am like a plant
that will wither when not watered
and a hope I also will lose
 

The Angels In Our Countrysides

The angels in our countrysides
Have shouted the hymn of the heavens,
And the echo of our mountains
Repeat this melodious song:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
Shepherds, for whom do you celebrate?
What is the object of all these songs?
Which conqueror, which conquest
Deserves these triumphant cries:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
They announce the birth
Of the liberator of Israel
And full of recognition
They sing on this solemn day:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
Let us all search the happy village
Which saw his birth under its roofs
Let us offer him tender homage
And from our hearts and from our voices:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
Shepherds, leave your retreats
Join yourselves to their concerts
And may your sweet bagpipes
Uphold the airs:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 

Mountains out of everything

My treasure you’ve truly got a heart of gold
But you make mountains out of everything
A few crumbs forgotten under the table
And yesterday evening in fact, where were you?
 
My treasure you emptied out my mobile phone
You hoped to find what, words of love?
The quiet little life
At least that’s not our lot
 
It’s always a little war
For a word out of place
A cloudburst a flash of lightning and it’s off
But I know what to do
You know what I prefer
And everyone know how that ends up
 
My treasure I’m going to plead guilty
But to what I have no idea
The news, the awful weather forecast
Fine, Pompeii as well, that was me I admit it
 
My treasure you’ve got a heart of gold but even so
Let’s not get carried away
The peaceful little life
At least that’s not our lot
 
It’s always a little war
For a word out of place
A cloudburst, a flash of lightning, to the shelters
But I know what to do
You know what I prefer
And everyone know how that ends up
 
My treasure ones like you must be won
Ones like you are not found everywhere
You mustn’t think that all this pushes us apart
On the contrary, on the contrary between us
 
My treasure
On the contrary
On the contrary between us
My treasure
 
It’s always a little war
A cloudburst a flash of lightning
But I know what to do
And everyone knows how that ends up