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Half Moon

Even on the longest day
of the most difficult year
i'll sing to you
what will i sing?
even on the fastest highway
words come out very slowly
because i'll sing so honestly
 
I'm driving to the silence
you kiss me cautiously
we almost burned red
 
And your hair is in the wind
i already feel insecure with you
 
And you with your smile, a half moon
inside i'm loved
outside seem like a half guest
running to the sea because it's good for us, good for us
we'll hold on so that won't fall apart for us
and you are like a shining star at night
you love everything within me
from the scratches until the top
that this shouldn't end for us
and the heart shouldn't burn for us
 
Even on the most rainy day
of the coldest year
i'll bring to you
what will i bring to you?
even the most beautiful song
it's only words and melody
so what can i leave behind for you
what can i leave behind?
I'm driving to the silence
you kiss me cautiously
we almost burned red
 
And your hair is in the wind
i already feel insecure with you
 
And you with your smile, a half moon
inside i'm loved
outside seem like a half guest
running to the sea because it's good for us, good for us
we'll hold on so that won't fall apart for us
and you are like a shining star at night
you love everything within me
from the scratches until the top
that this shouldn't end for us
and the heart shouldn't burn for us
 
And you with your smile, a half moon...
 

Makes Me Trouble

You make me trouble
Each time I come in
Fix your hair
Maybe change your pants
That’s how you want me
Charming and elegant
So they’ll look and have their jaws fall to the floor
 
You make me trouble...You make me trouble...
 
You make me trouble
Each time I come in
Fix your hair
Maybe change your pants
That’s how you want me
Charming and elegant
So they’ll look and have their jaws fall to the floor
 
You make me trouble...You make me trouble...
 
And all your questions
Make me trouble
Where were you? In the centre or in the south?
Or both?
That’s how you want me
One that updates
But I live like a butterfly
I’m not used to being stuck in a cage
 
You make me trouble
Each time I come in
Fix your hair
Maybe change your pants
That’s how you want me
Charming and elegant
So they’ll look and have their jaws fall to the floor
 
You make me trouble...You make me trouble...
 

It's Possible That In The End It's Only The Two Of Us

Every street that i walked on
always led to you
this future memory
upon reflection will dry up your tears.
 
Like you i was more mature then
today i am more daring
shadows fell on my cheeks
the reverberations spouted wings
 
It's possible that in the end
in the end it's only the two of us
it's possible that the place we'll go
is where we came from.
 
Good morning also to the enemy
to one that is dissapointed, to one that disappoints
good morning also to the friend
about what was said and will be said
 
It's possible that in the end
in the end it's only the two of us
it's possible that the place we'll go
is where we came from.
 

Three Possibilities

Tell me one time
and then we can continue to lie
what is your logic
and how is all of this supposed to connect together
 
Tell me one time
and we will talk about another subject
what is my logic
and how is all of this supposed to connect together
 
The words wake up and i put them to sleep
i am sleeping and they are waking up
 
Three possibilities
before each decision
i can't choose
one time to go
one time to go
without looking back
 
Tell me this
tell me one time
believe me
you love me a lot
just because you know me a little
 
The words wake up and i put them to sleep
i am sleeping and they are waking up
 
Three possibilities
before each decision
i can't choose
one time to go
one time to go
 

The Small Good Deeds

You don't need money
in order to do good in the world
your smile is worth millions
and there are people that for them it is perfect
 
You don't need to write books
in order to awaken inspiration
you have friends
for whom your word or compliment
will deeply touch their souls
more so than a complete library
 
The small good deeds
they are really quite large
they are the here and now
they fill our lives with color
 
And in the end i am also grateful more than all
for the good deeds that were the smallest of all apparently
by a friend(male) that props me up and says a kind word
by a girlfriend that embraces and grants me love
 
And it is possible that they do not know at all
how deep inside they touched me
how pleasant it was for me
and how much they strummed my heart strings1
 
We are not obliged
to engage in kindness and charity
in order to be kind people
for small gestures that are done with sincerity
you don't need money or resources
only the intentions and willingness
to give
from the heart
 

• 1. lit: strings of my emotions

A Flower In Spring

It's cold for her in spring and she worries
among her friends she is alone
a few times she calls
he doesn't answer, this is different, he is in the army
 
The noise of helicopters, an officer talking on the radio
when everyone else hears she listens
the world as its custom behaves as it will
and mother again holds her breath
 
No, don't worry, i will return
end of the week, month, not more
a flower in spring, will return to bloom in your garden
that the night protects from a distance
 
Staring at the ceiling and not able to fall asleep
all her body is shaking and not from cold
perhaps the door will suddenly open
and the light will return home!
 
No, don't worry, i will return
end of the week, month, not more
flower in Spring, will return to bloom in your garden
that the night protects from a distance
 

Credinţă

Marea atât de adâncă și orbă
Soarele, regretul sălbatic
Clubul, roata, mintea
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 
Clubul, roata, mintea
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 
Sângele, pământul, credința
Aceste cuvinte nu le poți uita
Legământul tău, locul tău sfânt
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 
Sângele, pământul, credința
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 
O cruce pe fiecare deal
O stea, un minaret
Atâtea morminte de umplut
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 
Atâtea morminte de umplut
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 
Marea atât de adâncă și oarbă
Unde încă trebuie să apune soarele
Și timpul însuși se relaxează
O iubire, nu ești încă obosită?
 

Ce se întâmplă cu inima...

Am muncit din greu cândva
Asta nu as numi-o artă,
Constat depresia mea
Întâlnindu-l pe Isus, citindu-l pe Marx...
Bineînțeles focul meu s-a stins,
Dar mica scânteie pe moarte, licărea...
Du-te spune-i noului Mesia,
Ce se -n tâmplă cu inima mea?
 
Săruturile sunt ca ceața ușoară, de vară
Unde m-am pârlit de două ori...
Rivalitatea e un viciu,
De aceea femeile sunt acuzate...
Nu a fost nimic, doar o afacere,
Dar a lăsat un semn urât
Deci, m-am întors din nou să văd
Ce a devenit inima mea?
 
Vindeam mărunțișuri sfinte
Purtam un fel de eșarfă
Avem o păsărică în bucătărie
și o panteră în grădină.
În închisoarea aptitudinilor
Am devenit amic cu paznicul
Așa că niciodată nu am avut un martor,
Ce a devenit inima mea?
 
Ar fi trebuit să știu, asa va fi
Am scris povestea, s-ar putea spune,
Dar e tulburătoare ca să te uiți la ea
A fost haotică de la început,
Desigur, jucam un cuplu uimitor
Dar am urât acest rol,
Nu am fost amabil, nicidecum subtil,
Ce a devenit inima mea?
 
Acum, îngerul are o vioară
Și diavolul o harfă,
Fiecare suflet e ca o plevușcă,
Fiecare minte ca un rechin
Am deschis toate ferestrele,
Dar în casă era întuneric
Spune-mi unchiule, într-un mod simplu,
Ce a devenit inima mea?
 
Am muncit din greu cândva
Asta nu as numi-o artă,
Sclavii erau deja acolo,
Cântăreții înlănțuiți, ardeau...
Acum, adevarul iese la iveală
și începe handicapu să mărșăluiască
Mi-am pierdut slujba, apărându-mă,
Ce se -n tâmplă cu inima mea?
 
Am învățat de la un cerșetor,
Era murdar și plin de cicatrice
Provocat de ghearele multor femei
Nu a reușit să le ignore...
Nu a fost nici o poveste, nici o lecție
Nici ciocârlia nu cânta,
Doar un cerșetor murdar binecuvânta,
Ce a devenit inima mea?
 
Am muncit din greu cândva
Asta nu as numi artă,
Am ridicat, dar nimic greu
Aproape m-am pierdut.
Am fost dibaci cu pușca
Tată-l meu a avut un pistol, 303
Dar bătălia finală,
Nu negarea dreptului, a fost.
 
Bineînțeles focul meu s-a stins,
Dar mica scânteie pe moarte, licăre...
Du-te spune-i noului Mesia,
Ce se -n tâmplă cu inima mea?
 
Dana Kósa

In the Nights

So where are you and where does it touch
What doesn't your heart tell
Like a sunset, I drown in the sea
How much time passed and who tells
 
Our love is behind me
It was both good and also didn't work out
Look now where we got to in the end
Everything is washed away and how the time passes
 
Don't reveal to me what's going on with you
What's going on with you
 
And in the nights who is discovering your body
Gives you everything, even dreams that we never dreamt
So just give me one more minute that I won't forget
I forgot to ask if you're forever or just going
You're just going
 
So where does your instinct call you
He's not one to lie
Beauty today became the key
You caused the righteous to go blind
 
And how, now that we've just arrived
We dived again but too deep
Without air I'll meet you above
I'm not one who gives up
 
Don't reveal to me what's going on with you
What's going on with you
 
And in the nights who is discovering your body
Gives you everything, even dreams that we never dreamt
So just give me one more minute that I won't forget
I forgot to ask if you're forever or just going
You're just going
 
Just don't tell me that in your heart it didn't work out
That in the nights he discovers you and it turns out
That you fall asleep with him with ease
 
And at night who is discovering your body
Gives you everything, even dreams that we never dreamt
So just give me one more minute that I won't forget
I forgot to ask if you're forever or just going
 
And at night who is discovering your body
Gives you everything, even dreams that we never dreamt
So just give me one more minute that I won't forget
I forgot to ask if you're forever or just going
You're just going
 

The other Jerusalem

My love, on your tall towers
The sunset coat is spread, with blushed edges
It's hard, so hard, not to be prophets within you
Or at least poets, Jerusalem
But between your soothsayers who desperately prophesied within you
Of kingdom and blood and sword
I want to be the first child
to wake up in the other Jerusalem
 
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem of peace
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem of peace
 
My love, in front of the (British) Police Academy
And the ammunition hill of blood and sadness
All the wounds of the foxholes, as in stitches,
Are healed by time with cool bandages of grass
And in the colorful markets the street cries out
such hoarse Hebrew and throaty Arabic
When the future pays a debt before its time
In a down-payment for the other Jerusalem
 
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem of peace
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem of peace
 
My love, the warm stones of the wailing wall
Recite, after thousands of notes full of sorrow
The path of the doves flying above the walls
With tomorrow, who paces within you
And in front of the Tower of David lovers return
In Yemin Moshe and Abu Tor, slowly and quietly,
To simply pluck clusters of stars,
So good night to the other Jerusalem
 
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem of peace
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem of peace
 

J'aime

Versions: #2
I love God That exists
I love God That doesn't exist
I love opportunist people
Those who don't 'opportune'
I love the people from my planet
I love those who don't
Those who eat with bread
Those who eat with hands
 
I love violets, I love chops
I love castanests, I love
I love crowns, my cat purring
My friends blatherin, I love
 
I love the Gange bothering
The Gange bothering not
Those who smile at angels
Those who speak latin
Those who speak with hands
Those who dance moving kidneys
Those who dance with dolphins
 
I love Eurofoot, I love Bollywood
Play the oud, I love
I love Jean smiling
Confetti, the guiliguilis I love
 
I love D. That exists
I love D. That doesn't exist
I love opportunist people
Those who don't 'opportune'
I love the people from my planet
I love those who don't
Those who eat with bread
Those who eat with hands
 
I love ghosts, I love chewing gums
The little rum glasses, I love
I love laces, I love ladybugs
I love faithful peole, I love
 
I love na ni na na na
I don't love na na ni, na na na
I love when you love me
 

In the moments the you leave

It happens that sometimes I send a good morning
Its legitimate because I didnt stop loving yet
Remember how possessive you were about me
I loved until the infinite
And you loved only yourself and thats it
Admit you're good without me
When you're not above me anymore
Be careful because its dangerous outside these days
We are a generation that looking for a reason to run the whole day
Dont be like these people, from separation to a ring
And leave me some place for comfort when I cant sleep
Only you in the world...
 
And it happens to me at nights, I remember those moments you leave
Not afraid that I will forget you with others
Who will love me like you, tonight or the whole life I will have quiet
Because im sick of waking up from the dreams...
 
When we were childs we were only afraid of wars
And today im more afraid to be alone in between the sheets
Silence sometimes does some good with me since you have left
Anyway you were here quietly
Disconnected of my life
Doing your own so I dont want to hear, dont want to weep
Just want to forget there you are excist
Please dont look for me anymore
I learned in life that sometimes you need to give up
Dont be like these people, from sanity to insanity
And leave me a key in the closet I promise
That this is night is the last night
I cant fall asleep, only you in the world
 

In the middle of life

In the middle of life, I had some passing thoughts
to where everyone rushing, and are there any
happy people,
We are chasing after nothing, and it is difficult
for us to get up,
time flies, and here we are in the middle of life
 
In the middle of life, I had some hesitations,
Did I waste the time, where do we go from here,
I want to get excited, and to hug my kids, and to say thanks
That we are all humans
 
Maybe we did good, maybe we got it wrong
with our choices,
we have learned to feel pain, and we insisted to love,
one way or another, I love you,
one way or another, I love you
 
In the middle of life, I am not feeling left behind anymore,
I had my share of pain, and my hair is greyer
I am ready for forgiveness, and reaching
a compermise, is not considered a curse anymor,
I guess that is how it is in the middle of life
 
Maybe we did good, maybe we got it wrong
with our choices,
we have learned to feel pain, and we insisted to love,
one way or another, I love you,
one way or another, I love you
 
Maybe when you will look at me,
maybe this time you will see an old guy,
who is tired from games
time had taught me that love is not just a taste/a flavour
it is work, love is a distance running
 
Maybe we did good, maybe we got it wrong
with our choices,
we have learned to feel pain, and we insisted to love,
one way or another, I love you,
one way or another, I love you
 

Downtown

Hello there, my princess
It's true that you find it weird that I'm calling again
For two years now you're not with me
And I'm already sick of hugging my pillow
Waking up alone again
And on cold nights I grab a paper and a pen
Writing more songs for you, etching the chorus in blood
Words spill out like a river
And the night is cold and it's raining again
I leave the house, wander the streets
Can't process it's over
 
Downtown, I look around
And ask people
Where are you today, where are you today
Come back, I'm lonely
The night is cold, I am scared
And where are you today, where are you today
Where are you today...
 
Hello there, my princess
I just wanted to tell you how much I suffer and how sad it is downtown
Don't you turn off the light
Do you remember how we used to do everything you wanted in the dark
I was touching you for hours, we took off our clothes
A love with no boundaries and no conditions
Where are all those days
Everyone's allowed, allowed to make some mistakes
I'm only human, I have feelings too
Even the devil is allowed to cry...
 
Downtown...
 

Loneliness

In my heart it's autumn,
I'm now
Waiting in vain -
Perhaps -
My house is falling,
Again in fog
It's gray and dark.
And in my eyes...
 
God is great -
He has to forgive,
If my heart is all earth.
My life is light - like a rain of leaves
Not a trace remains.
 
And you left, outside leaves are falling,
And the loneliness continues.
The sun is in amber colors,
With something that already passed.
 
But outside there are just falling leaves,
And my flame is fading.
Your memory is a view so dear,
Now far, now cruel.
Above my head sadness floats -
And you don't care...
 
Your image is a shadow -
A dying lily -
But in God's name, so pure.
I hate, love to the end,
In this madness today,
I will clearly not forget you...
 
And the nights,
My beverages,
Drunk as a lord.
All my ships are drowning,
But I will continue drinking.
 
For you have left, outside leaves are falling...
 
My dozing head -
The cold cuts -
But your memory is not asleep,
And it returned with the rain
[Which is] impetuous and innocent.
 
And you left...
 
Outside there are just falling leaves,
And the loneliness continues.
The sun is in amber colors,
With something that already passed.
 
But outside there are just falling leaves,
[And my flame] is not, is not fading.
Your memory is a view so dear,
Now far, now cruel.
Above my head sadness floats -
Falling leaves...
My soul is fading...
Outside the leaves are falling.
 

A Wedding Song

I shall bring you dew from Mount Gilad, my sister bride.
I shall find you gold from Ophir, my sister bride.
I shall braid black lilies in your hair, my bride.
I shall braid black lilies in your hair, my bride.
 
I shall fish you out a pearl, my sister bride.
And I shall sew you clothes of royalty, my sister bride.
I shall braid black lilies in your hair, my bride.
I shall braid black lilies in your hair, my bride.
 
You will come to my garden silently,
To my garden when no one sees.
All of my roses are black, like the bread of the poor,
Like the song of love.
All of my roses are black, like the bread of the poor,
Like the song of love.
 
I shall bring you a portion of carob, my sister bride.
And put on you a pauper dress, my sister bride.
I shall braid a cold and distant star in your hair.
I shall braid a cold and distant star in your hair.
 
You shall sweeten my bitter day, my sister bride.
And wedding wear you will bring me, my sister bride.
I shall braid a cold and distant star in your hair.
I shall braid a cold and distant star in your hair.
 
You will come to my garden silently
To the garden when no one sees
The roses are beautiful like the bread of the poor,
Like the song of love
The roses are beautiful like the bread of the poor,
Like the song of love.
 

Ecoute chéri

If you will smile at me more, and say: love is not just work, and even if you tell me that you are mine and I swear I didn't ask for more, and even if you get mad at me, and feel hurt, and want to give up, you should know, to enter my heart, just Iike you I asked for a code,
 
Listen dear,
Stop with this game
You know my name is Meg
Girls like me, know how to make men turn their heads.
Don't tell me
Now listen to me,
You will never have someone better than me
And to have me, you will need to make me beliving you, that I am the only one.
 
If your life is with me, just say it. Why wastig time,
I will have trouble sleeping, if we have a fight
If you are smiling and stop eating from ecxitement,
You should know, to enter my heart, before you,
I never gave more
 
Listen dear,
Stop with this game
You know my name is Meg
Girls like me, know how to make men turn their heads.
Don't tell me
Now listen to me,
You will never have someone better than me
And to have me, you will need to make me beliving you, that I am the only one.
 
Believe in me now, instad of fighting and you feeling doubtful, lets just love and tell everyone
 
If you will smile at me more and say: I love you my Meg, marry me, I want you for ever, and if you will smile at me more and say love is not just work, and tell me ' you are mine', and 'I swear I never asked for more'.
 

Am încercat să te părăsesc ...

Am încercat să te părăsesc, nu neg
Am închis cartea despre noi, de cel puțin o sută de ori...
M-aș trezi în fiecare dimineață alături de tine.
 
Anii trec, îți pierzi mândria...
Copilul plânge, așa că nu ieși afară,
Și toată munca ta este chiar în fața ochilor tăi.
 
Noapte bună, draga mea, sper că ești mulțumită,
Patul este cam îngust, dar brațele mele sunt deschise larg...
Și iată un bărbat care încă lucrează pentru zâmbetul tău!
 
Dana Kósa