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You, my one 'n only true love

You, my one 'n only true love,
As true as the day that comes,
You are all mine even to distraction
And wherever you go, you have got to understand:
I shall be close to you
As shade is to light,
As water is to the river,
Since I cannot live without you.
 
Remember how we used to
Love each other, so free we were to live,
Remember the way we dreamt
Of a world for us two, together..
 
You, my one 'n only true love,
You, my life, my sole rescue,
O you left me on a stormy night,
But I have come back to love you even more
And to take you back again where true love exists,
Where our wirld survives,
Since I cannot live without you.
 
How I need all your tenderness
All your fragile, dove-like presence.
 
You, my one 'n only true love,
As true as the day that comes,
I shall love you even to distraction,
Since I shan't ever live without you.
 
You, my one 'n only true love,
As true as the day that comes,
I shall love you even to distraction,
Since I shan't ever live without you.
 

One thousand and one nights

I have more than what I ask of you
Away from the known
 
If I could dress
Your flower shawl
Candy and potions
If i could dress
Bartender of love
Party animal at night
Moonshine1and reproach
You have no future
 
I live away from the gas
From your skin, from the asphalt
The rings of your trousseau
That dazzle me so much
 
One thousand and one nights at the crack of dawn
I've seen you pass by
We fall in lovefn]seduceagain
You Yasmin, I the Taliban
 
I'll be on the street in your flint2
Writing the night, burning the newspaper
I'm on the verge of losing my mind
I have shiny droplets on my forehead
 
But a thousand and one nights at dawn
I've seen you pass by
I live away from the gas
From your skin, from the asphalt
The rings of your trousseau
That dazzle me so much
 
One thousand and one nights at dawn
 
You want more and only shorten leagues3
Time is greedy and wants its own coin
For the glass you want to look at4
 
One thousand and one nights at dawn
 
I live away from the gas
From your skin, from the asphalt
The rings of your trousseau
That dazzle me so much
 
One thousand and one nights at dawn
I've seen you pass
We fall in love again
You Yasmin, I the Taliban
 
We fall in love again
 

• 1. alcohol
• 2. I do't think that's the meaning here, but no other option
• 3. the distance measurement unit
• 4. could be 'through'

Fără tine sunt singur

N-am știut nicicând să spun
Cuvintele potrivite pentru a-ți fi pe plac,
Sunt tare stângaci,
Și nu înțeleg de ce.
Pentru că te-am rănit,
Dar fără să vreau asta vreodată,
Așa că nu plânge, mă iartă,
Va fi pentru ultima dată.
 
Fără tine sunt singur,
Fără tine, iubirea mea,
Viața nu mai înseamnă nimic.
La ce sunt bune nopțile,
La ce sunt bune zilele?
Fără tine sunt singur,
Fără tine, iubirea mea,
Nu mai am pe cine să iubesc.
Ce rost are să te lupți,
Ce rost are viața?
 
Eu cred că noi n-am putut
Să trecem unul pe lângă altul,
Dar dragostea și viața
Se războiesc adesea.
Recunosc din adâncul inimii
Că totul e din vina mea.
Regret, crede-mă, privește-mă,
Să facem pace încă o dată!
 
Fără tine sunt singur,
Fără tine, iubirea mea,
Viața nu mai înseamnă nimic.
La ce sunt bune nopțile,
La ce sunt bune zilele?
Fără tine sunt singur,
Fără tine, iubirea mea,
Nu mai am pe cine să iubesc.
Ce rost are să te lupți,
Ce rost are viața?
 
Fără tine sunt singur,
Fără tine, iubirea mea,
Viața nu mai înseamnă nimic.
La ce sunt bune nopțile,
La ce sunt bune zilele?
Fără tine sunt singur,
Fără tine, iubirea mea,
Nu mai am pe cine să iubesc.
Ce rost are să te lupți,
Ce rost are viața?
 

A man is returning with a ring

A man is returning, is returning with a ring
Is returning with a ring
Is returning with a ring
 
Good evening, good evening my lovely dear
Good evening my lovely dear
Good evening my lovely dear
 
Can you hear, can you hear, or did you fell asleep
Can you hear, or did you fell asleep
Can you hear, or did you fell asleep
 
Nor do I hear, nor do I hear, nor did I fell asleep
Nor do I hear, nor did I fell asleep
Nor do I hear, nor did I fell asleep
 
But for you I am, I am changing my mind
I am changing my mind
I am changing my mind
 

Sensitive

[Verse 1]
Pop a smile
Pop one more
The mask is on
And we're playing a drama
What if I could have just
Shared everything with you?
And cast light on my shadows
I've got demons to deal with
Things aren't all in order
Can you give me a little patience
If I go with a bang?
 
[Pre-chorus]
It's all or nothing
Will you stand by my side
When the world goes 'round and seems like nothing?
 
[Chorus]
All I want is a little love
So sensitive, but I'm not weak enough for that
Why should I feel like this?
Keep all my passions hidden
I want to share them with you
All I want is a little love
So sensitive, but I'm not weak enough for that
Why should I feel like this?
Keep all my passions hidden
I want to share them with you
 
[Verse 2]
If you get to see me cry
Will you shame me for my tears?
Maybe it's me
Who blew my gate
Because you're in my path
But not going in, not going in
Thoughts spinning (spinning)
Spin, spinning me wild
If I open up, will you be here in the morning?
 
[Pre-chorus]
It's all or nothing
Will you stand by my side
When the world goes 'round and seems like nothing?
 
[Chorus]
All I want is a little love
So sensitive, but I'm not weak enough for that
Why should I feel like this?
Keep all my passions hidden
I want to share them with you
All I want is a little love
So sensitive, but I'm not weak enough for that
Why should I feel like this?
Keep all my passions hidden
I want to share them with you
 
[Bridge]
I'm so sensitive, mm, yeah
I'm so sensitive, mm, hm
I've got insight, I feel deeply
I love with my whole heart
I'm limitless, I take risks
I move mountains with open wounds
Talking about feelings, it's never dumb
(It's never dumb)
So I want to know where you stand
It's all or nothing
Take it or leave it
 
[Chorus]
All I want is a little love
So sensitive, but I'm not weak enough for that
Why should I feel like this?
Keep all my passions hidden
I want to share them with you
All I want is a little love
So sensitive, but I'm not weak enough for that
Why should I feel like this?
Keep all my passions hidden
I want to share them with you
 
[Outro]
{I'm not weak enough for that)
 

Animal

Every full moon, I don't sleep in the night
The half sky there calls 'I must leave you'
One year, a quick kiss on your cheek,
My world is all turning red, my world is all starting to lose hold
Young girls sleeping in their beds,
Shut the door, it's time to leave the foul Mens den, don't waste our time
The full moon is back, and I'm,
Turning into an animal in the night
Turning into an animal in the night
Turning into an animal in the night
Turning into an animal in the night
Leave everything behind me, no turning back
Until morning, leave my senses, leave my body, leave my soul
Time bites the town red,
Lets all go in one flock
Young girls who are asleep in their beds
Shut the door, it's time to leave the old Mens dens, don't waste our time
The full moon is back, and I'm
Turning into an animal in the night
Turning into an animal in the night
Turning into an animal in the night
Turning into an animal in the night
 

Exotic Perfume

Versions: #1
When with closed eyes in autumn's eves of gold
I breathe the burning odours of your breast,
Before my eyes the hills of happy rest
Bathed in the sun's monotonous fires, unfold.
 
Islands of Lethe where exotic boughs
Bend with their burden of strange fruit bowed down,
Where men are upright, maids have never grown
Unkind, but bear a light upon their brows.
 
Led by that perfume to these lands of ease,
I see a port where many ships have flown
With sails outwearied of the wandering seas

The Plane

The plane, in the depths of the bright sky,
Takes a walk amongst the stars
Just like the sailing boats
Sail along the sea
 
It's a windmill from ages past
That has suddenly left the ground
An who, above the little villages,
Has taken its flight.
 
The birds are afraid of its wings
But the children find it beautiful,
The kite without wings
That flies so high.
 
Me, later, by plane
The most daring of the daring
I count on going without a breakdown
To paradise.
 

Coffee

Versions: #1
To get the day off to a good start
And to wake myself up, I had a coffee:
A spicy, black Arabica.
Then, I put on my coat, and we're off! Let's hit the road.
 
'Where are you going?' my sweet wife asks,
'Let's grab a coffee, I've just woken up.'
I thought, I'm running a little early anyway,
So, I turn around, and have another coffee!
 
At quarter to eight, the office is still dead
It's a bit boring, to be honest.
But I keep calm

Rue de Nantes

I was walking in the rue de Nantes
When I felt something fall on me
I put my finger on it, it was a dropping
Ah shit, pigeons disappointed me !
To clean it I made a wide gesture
To get rid of that unwanted dye
An old lady got my hand in the face
And fell down in the middle of the street
 
A pigeon dropped on me
There's an old lady in the street
 
It happened in the rue de Nantes
The old lady was lying on the ground
A young cyclist of twenty years old or thirty
Trying to avoid the grandma
Swayed in front of a 38-ton truck
Which crushed him without manners
Then skidded, running over three nuns
And crashed through a big stone wall
 
A pigeon dropped on me
There's an old lady in the street
A cyclist squashed
A truck crashed
 
There were some screams in the rue de Nantes
People were running towards the wild truck
Which had made a breach in the zoo
From where some kangaroos were escaping
The marsupials tried a ruse
Bouncing towards every direction
Chance led them to the floodgate
But as they jumped they blocked the clamp nuts
 
A pigeon dropped on me
There's an old lady in the street
A cyclist squashed
A truck crashed
Fleeing kangaroos
A floodgate all filled up
 
What a mess in the rue de Nantes
The water from the canal overflowed on the quays
It flooded the nearby factory
Which was manufacturing sponges
There, all soaked, they inflated
The walls around gave out
And, bad luck, just behind them was marching
All the Bagad of Lann Bihoué1
 
A pigeon dropped on me
There's an old lady in the street
A cyclist squashed
A truck crashed
Fleeing kangaroos
A floodgate all filled up
Sponges exploding
The Bagad is morose
 
Apocalypse in the rue de Nantes
A hundred and twenty bagpipes started to blow
The noise was close to complete terror
Up to space it was heard
Disoriented, the Ariane rocket
Came crashing down in front of a wood pigeon
Who took off, and God curse him
Chose me again to ease himself on
 
A pigeon dropped on me
There's an old lady in the street
A cyclist squashed
A truck crashed
Fleeing kangaroos
A floodgate all filled up
Sponges exploding
The Bagad is morose
A rocket falling down
Pigeons disgust me
 
A pigeon dropped on me
There's an old lady in the street
A cyclist squashed
A truck crashed
Fleeing kangaroos
A floodgate all filled up
Sponges exploding
The Bagad is morose
A rocket falling down
Pigeons disgust me
I am fed up with pigeons
I detest pigeons
Yes I hate pigeons
Yes I hate pigeons !
 

• 1. a famous Breton band, mainly composed of bagpipes

Raoul my pitbull

But where could Grandma be ?
I've been looking for her all day
I left her on her rocking chair
There was Sevran1 on TV
But I'm worried, her seat is empty
Nobody has seen her in the house
Was she a bit shy
And hid some secret ambitions from us ?
Has she gone to other lands
To taste the delicacies of kings ?
To look for jades on a hot air balloon ?
My oldest son told me 'I don't think so...'
 
It's Raoul my pitbull
Who thought she was appetizing
It's Raoul my pitbull
He's nice but was a stomach !
He likes to play, he's cool
But if he gets a little peckish
He'll swallow you as you come in
It's Raoul my pitbull
 
Well, I must say, I felt weird
To imagine such a carnage
But it's not like we can put him in jail
We'll manage, thanks to the inheritance !
Anyway, she was old
And she won our Scrabble plays
She looked like a sharpei
And her gifts were lame
But I should go and tell Gisèle
She was her mother so...
I think she's wiping the dishes
'Wait Dad there's a problem...'
 
There's Raoul my pitbull
Who thought she was appetizing
There's Raoul my pitbull
He's nice but was a stomach !
He likes to play, he's cool
But if he gets a little peckish
He'll swallow you as you come in
It's Raoul my pitbull
 
Okay but now this is getting annoying
If we can't be relaxed at home
Let's take him to a kennel
And we'll buy a chihuahua
No, the worst thing about this matter
Is that it's dinner time soon
And I don't know what we'll do
Now that your mother got eaten
Go fetch your little sister Anne-Lise
We'll go to a drive-in
'Wait Dad I must tell you...
- Oh well, let me guess...'
 
It's Raoul your pitbull
Who thought she was appetizing
It's Raoul your pitbull
He's nice but was a stomach !
He likes to play, he's cool
But if he gets a little peckish
He'll swallow you as you come in
It's Raoul your pitbull
 
No !
It's Hubert your cocker
Who didn't want to be left out
It's Hubert your cocker
Raoul and him hate each other
He wanted to stay proud
And to have his share
It's normal, he's hot-blooded
It's Hubert your cocker
 
Oh, someone's at the door
Who could it be at this hour ?
- Maybe Mum ? - No, she's dead !
It's the neighbor Mrs Petit.
She said that for hours
She heard terrible screams
Which tore her heart apart
And that she would like to call the cops
- But come in, it's so cold outside
It's much better in the living room
And while we prepare you a cocktail
Raoul will be your companion...
 
It's Raoul our pitbull
Who thought she was appetizing
It's Raoul our pitbull
He's nice but was a stomach !
He likes to play, he's cool
But if he gets a little peckish
He'll swallow you as you come in
It's Raoul our pitbull
 
It's Raoul our pitbull
Who thought she was appetizing
It's Raoul our pitbull
He's nice but was a stomach !
He likes to play, he's cool
But if he gets a little peckish
He'll swallow you as you come in
It's Raoul our pitbull
It's Raoul our pitbull
It's Raoul our pitbull !
 

• 1. French TV host

Clap Clap

I'm the extinct species
That will never rest
I haven't forgotten the pain
Of your sharp tongue
 
And if you take away everything I know how to love,
My eyes will collapse
The world where you make me cry
'You're nothing'
 
And clap, clap, clap
You want me to shut up
Clap clap clap
And I want to scream at you!
Look back, tell me who will win?
'You're nothing!'
 
And clap, clap, clap
You want me to shut up
Clap clap clap
And I want to scream at you!
Look back, tell me who will win?
You're nothing anymore
You're nothing anymore
 
(ooooooooooh)
 
Don't you see that the fear isn't here?
'I kill the rage with living'
I build with everything you give me,
And dance in your face
 
And if you take away everything I know how to love,
My eyes will collapse
The world where you make me cry
That you're nothing
 
And today I just want to think that you're going to leave me alone,
And when I look up, there's no wall at the end,
Now I can think and see reality,
And you'll finally understand the whole truth
 
You already have to know,
That your strength is no more
Than a pile of tricks turned into metal
That no longer hurt me anymore
And you will never reach me
Because you're nothing
 
And clap, clap, clap
You want me to shut up
Clap clap clap
And I want to scream at you!
Look back, tell me who will win?
'You're nothing!'
 
And clap, clap, clap
You want me to shut up
Clap clap clap
And I want to scream at you!
Look back, tell me who will win?
 
(Are you ready?)
 
Clap, clap, clap
 
You're nothing
Clap, clap, clap
You're nothing
Clap, clap, clap
You're nothing
 

Balconul

Versions: #1
Eşti mama amintirii, amanta mea perfectă
Sursa plăcerii mele şi singura dorinţă
Cum ai putea să uiţi atingerile tandre
Căldura casei tale şi focul din fiinţă,
Mamă a amintirii, amanta mea perfectă?
 
Şi-n fiecare noapte, pe când cărbunii ard
Stăm în balcon şi-acolo miroase a trandafiri
Ce moale îţi simt sânul, iar sufletul ţi-e cald,
Ce lucruri minunate ne spunem din priviri
În fiecare noapte, pe când cărbunii ard.
 
Ce mândru e apusul în zilele-arzătoare
Cât de adânc e spaţiul, şi inima se strânge
Dar când m-aplec spre tine, crăiasă a iubirii
Simt că respir parfumul ce-l are al tău sânge
Când mândru e apusul în zilele-arzătoare
 
Noaptea în jur se lasă ca un perete gros
Iar ochii mei devin pupile pentru tine
A ta suflare-o beau, şi dulce e otrava
Când mâinile-ţi frământă picioarele divine
Iar noaptea-n jur se lasă ca un perete gros.
 
Eu ştiu arta cea dulce, dar foarte dificilă
Cu capu-n poala ta să aflu alinare
Căci unde-n altă parte să caut fericirea
Decât în trupul tău şi-n inima ta mare
Căci ştiu arta cea dulce, dar foarte dificilă.
 
Parfumuri, jurăminte şi mii de sărutări
Vor mai ieşi vreodată din golful fără fund?
Aşa cum astrul zilei se-nalţă iar pe cer
Deşi s-a scufundat într-un ocean profund?
Parfumuri, jurăminte şi mii de sărutări!
 

I Forget To Forget You

They say that time
Silences all voices,
But there isn't a single moment
When I wouldn't know very well...
 
I know all the words
To that book of yours.
I know every line
Of that poem that now, is only mine!
 
And I want to erase
Your glance

The Hooligan Has Been Replaced

The hooligan has been replaced
With Luis Corvalán
Where can I find such an asshole
In order to replace him with Brezhnev!
 

Meeting Place

Versions: #1
No, I didn't think that
It would come to me.
When I prayed to God,
I ran out of why's.
 
Why did he leave without notice?
Why did he not fight for it, even just a little bit?
Why can't I correct destiny?
 
And then, I saw you in God's meeting place.
There's a spark in your eyes, that I couldn't understand.
You turned to where I tried to leave.
And the world stopped,
When you pointed to me.
'She's my prayer(wish).'
 
And I can't explain
what happened to me.
All the stars are witness,
to your prayer.
 
How did you answer all my why's?
I couldn't believe in what happened.
How did you correct destiny?
 
When I saw you in God's meeting place.
There's a spark in your eyes, that I couldn't understand.
You turned to where I tried to leave.
And the world stopped,
When you pointed to me.
And you didn't push me away,
when I was the one giving up.
And my world changed,
when you fought for me.
And the world stopped,
when you chose me.
He's my prayer(wish).
 

Born To Win

Today I woke up
With a desire to win, I am not afraid
I am afraid,
I am afraid of loving you
 
I have no money
And winning comes first
So stay
We are going to conquer the sky
 
Up in the clouds
Let's see who discovers me
I have hidden between your legs
I have lost myself by your loops
 
I have no money
And winning comes first
So stay
We are going to conquer the sky
I was not born to win*
But I have much more
If I breathe in your perfume
I will resurrect
I have reached eternity
But when I look back
I have lost you along the way
You were here
You are not anymore
 
Today I woke up
Between a rock and a hard place**
And I can not
Can not
Can not hold back
 
I have no money
And winning comes first
So stay
We are going to conquer the sky
I was not born to win
But I have so much more
If you let me touch the tit
I will resurrect again
I have reached eternity
But when I look back
Born, born, born to win
 
Born, born, born to win
Born, born, born to win
 

Rain Song

For that rain that's falling out there,
For that light that is already filling the air...
For that night that is tarrying
And doesn't want to go.
 
For that voice that calls in the dark,
For the song that comes from the sea...
For those words that I'm not searching
Nor do I want to find!
 
For who comes without making any noise,
Very quietly,
And leaves upon passing by,
In the air, a silence in our senses
That is like a wine,
Which makes me remember
Ancient, forbidden songs
That must be sung...
 
For who, in my body, those mysteries
(That are) deeply hidden
Is determined to find...
Ah, he is determined to find them!
 
For those days that slipped
Through my fingers, without ever stopping...
Like that rain
Falling in the street, somber and naked
Without my knowledge.
 
Maybe only because we're alone,
This night within us
Is insisting in carrying us
Across the air...
Across the air...
 
Across the air...
 

Fire

[Intro]
Eh, ah
Eh, eh, aah
Bad Gyal (Eh, ah, Bad Gyal)
The most successful girl in Spain
 
[Verse 1]
I like going shopping, I like bragging
I wake up next to my baby, I just think of spending money
I boast a lot, I don't apologise
and if we go partying, I'll pay the predrinks
 
[Chorus]
I put on my Gucci and I start to have faith (Brag)
I go to the street and chop the weed
And I light it up (Pass it), I light it up (Burn it)
I light it up (Pass it), I light it up, ah
 
[Verse 1]
The booze is paid, my baby is next to me
I'll hit him, and he likes it, and he likes it
and I will blow smoke in his face, ah
I will blow smoke in his face, ah
 
[Pre-chorus]
And I want that my music reaches everyones
We will go to the party and will gather all of us together
We will do it (Swag), we will do it (Swag)
We will do it (Swag), we will do it (Swag)
And I want that my music reaches everyones
We will go to the party and will gather all of us together
We will do it (Swag), we will do it (Swag)
We will do it (Swag), we will do it (Swag)
 
[Chorus]
I put on my Gucci and I start to have faith (Brag)
I go to the street and chop the weed
And I light it up (Pass it), I light it up (Burn it)
I light it up (Pass it), I light it up, ah
 
[Verse 3]
You know I'll come for you, and I'm already there, I've arrived
and I know I'm in your heart night and morning
Morning, morning, morning (and I'm already there, I've arrived)
It's simple, I look myself on the mirror, I'm pretty
The dress outlines my booty
and tequila makes me move like crazy
and if I play, girls copy my looks
They shake it and makes them crazy
They go down and touch their pussy
 
[Chorus]
I put on my Gucci and I start to have faith (Brag)
I go to the street and chop the weed
And I light it up (Pass it), I light it up (Burn it)
I light it up (Pass it), I light it up, ah
 
[Outro]
This is heated up, there are bottles next to me
We've been here for a while, to the party, and no, we aren't going back home
Bottoms wet from Don Julio, and oh, and uh
I don't wanna go back home
I don't wanna go back home
 

Water and Mezcal

I walk slowly to forget that I am walking
Your black eyes light up my destiny
Knock on my door for the last time I ask you
The witches of my threshold will kiss your path
Your eyes get clearer when you cry
 
Carmensita returns as she hears you breathing
You dance rock and roll to me and I like flamenco
A tickle elf without being a gypsy
I like to sing to the sun and in the squares, habit
 
With a silvery forehead, I stand up and don't take off
I know the weather is winter
Warm my soul with water and mezcal
I have seen you in the gale dancing jacaranda
Welcome to the new
from Spain
 
The little things have changed, now that you mention it
I have pledged my life to heal my scars
Colombian woman working overnight
Feet and pomp? That Colombian ass
Vallecana people stop me in the Castellana
Sweet but crunchy like Catalan cream
Breaking the strings of my guitar, I place myself
Hand to heart for my gypsy
 
I know the weather is winter
Warm my soul with water and mescal
I have seen you in the gale dancing jacaranda
Welcome to the new
from Spain
I have fallen in love again
Winter weather
Parapa papapapa
Papaparapapa
With water and mezcal
I have fallen in love again
 

As Long As You Belong To Her

I give you one last kiss
And open the door.
I see you to your car
And, before you leave,
I tell you that I don't want you
Back in here,
For I don't want to be
Your separate world, ever again...
 
You try to change my mind
With a thousand promises more,
But I go back inside
And lock myself in my bedroom
Without looking back!
 
[Chorus:]
And later on I die, I suffer
Like flowers without a Spring
But, I don't want you in here!
I don't want you in here!
 
And later on I die, I weep
Like the heavens sometimes do all over the earth
But, I don't want you in here!
I don't want you in here
As long as you belong to her...
 
If you ever returned
Some other night,
The words that I uttered yesterday,
Are the same today!
 
Maybe you will understand:
There is only one solution...
I go back inside
And lock myself in my bedroom
Without looking back!
 
[Chorus:]
And later on I die, I suffer
Like flowers without a Spring
But, I don't want you in here!
I don't want you in here!
 
And later on I die, I weep
Like the heavens sometimes do all over the earth
But, I don't want you in here!
I don't want you in here
As long as you belong to her...
 

The Candle

Celia:
¡ This has candle !
Ángela:
Hear me negrita, I request,
that I need and I desire
your candle to functionate.
Celia: I give you.
Ángela:
A ship don't sail whithout its sails
and I don't serve whithout candle,
from the good to•o enjoy
Duet:
¡ Your candle !
Your candle and my candle is the candle.
Give me from the good to•o enjoy
so everything will be better
¡ Your candle make me•e lost
for eve•er my control !
Ángela: ¡ Just run over !
Celia: ¡ Ay !
Duet:
Just run over•that this time•is the candle.
Salsa from the good, now you will see,
with candle you'll spend
from dark night to clear day
and you never will restrain.
Celia:
There that goes ...
This is my secret, to you I tell,
The key is the candle,
that I carry in my heart.
The savour running for my veins,
and this rhythm that fills myself
is the magic that I have.
Duet:
¡ Your candle !
Your candle and my candle is the candle.
Give me from the good to•o enjoy
so everything will be better
¡ Your candle make me•e lost
for eve•er my control !
Ángela: ¡ Just run over !
Celia: ¡ Run me over !
Duet:
Just run over•that this time•is the candle.
Salsa from the good, now you will see,
with candle you'll spend
from dark night to clear day
and you never will restrain.
 
Celia:¡ Ay, que rico !
Ángela:
La la la le ro ro rá ...
La la la le ro ro rá ...
La la la le ro ro rá ...
Celia: ¡ Fuego !
To me, you are naught,
you have the blubber, coloured.
To me, you are naught,
you have the blubber, coloured.
Just sing your Rumba and dance your Son,
your Guarachita and your Danzón.
To me, to me, to me, to me, you are naught.
It's that you have the blubber, coloured.
Ángela:
A ship don't sail whitout its sails
and I don't serve without candle,
from the good to•o enjoy
Duet:
¡ Your candle !
Your candle and my candle is the candle.
Give me from the good to•o enjoy
so everything will be better
¡ Your candle make me•e lost
for eve•er my control !
Ángela: ¡ Just run over !
Celia: ¡ Run me over !
Duet:
Just run over•that this time•is the candle.
Salsa from the good, now you will see,
with candle you'll spend
from dark night to clear day
and you never will restrain.
 
Celia:
The Rumba is calling me ...
Bongó, bongó, bongó, tell it I now go.
That wait just a little bit moment,
meanwhile I sing, a Guaguancó.
Ángela:
So tell, tell that is not disdain
'cause it lives in my heart.
Celia:
My life, is naught but that,
good Rumba and Guaguancó.
Duet:
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Kímbara kimbara cumba kimbamba
Ángela: ¡ I can't do it !
Celia: How not. You did it. Angelita, ¿ what do you think about sell a very little bit of herb ?
Ángela: ¡ For all nice people !
Celia:
I bring Holy Herb, for the gullet.
I bring Keisimon, for the inflation.
Ángela:
I bring Road Free, for your destiny.
Celia brings the Rue, for who snezze.
Celia:
Also I bring Basil, for the people tin [ those who don't consume ]
To the paupers, Grass Vetiver [ for who don't see ]
And with this herb, ¡ you get marry !
 
Celia: ¡ Azúcar !
Duet:
A ra ra re ro ro rá ...
A ra ra re ro ro rá ...
A ra ra re ro ro ra ...
A ra ra re ro ro ra ...
Bemberé bemberé ...
Bemberé bemberé ...
Celia:
Follow my counsel very gently.
Put salt in the Guaracha
and piquant to your Guaguancó.
Ángela: ¡ Ajá !
Duet:
Add paprika at your Merengue,
saffron in the Montuno
and mat for your Changó ...
¡ Your candle !
Your candle and my candle is the candle.
Give me from the good to•o enjoy ...
so everything will be better
¡ Your candle make me•e lost
for eve•er my control !
Ángela: ¡ Just run over !
Celia: ¡ Run me over !
Duet:
Just run over•that this time•is the candle.
Salsa from the good, now you will see,
with candle you'll spend
from dark night to clear day
and you never will restrain.
 
¡ Your candle !
Your candle and my candle is the candle.
Give me from the good to•o enjoy ...
so everything will be better
¡ Your candle make me•e lost
for eve•er my control !
Ángela: ¡ Just run over !
Celia: ¡ Run me over !
Duet:
Just run over•that this time•is the candle.
Salsa from the good, now you will see,
with candle you'll spend
from dark night to clear day
and you never will restrain.
 
[ Ángela: Your candle ... your candle, Celia, your candle ... ]
 

Adela and the edge

'By the way they like replying I know that they're lying, or ignoring the truth.
The absence of risk in their eyes proves that they're repeating discourse from memory.'
 
Adela told me this, approaching the edge that marked the inhabited world.
She was shouting at the countryside: 'Behind the edges there's always a shadowy trail
to follow!'
 
It was a privilege, being able to wait there with Adela for nightfall.
When we embraced, she whispered to me 'you're an idiot, you would have had fun'.
 
And I contemplated her approaching the darkness that the edge had to offer.
In the last moment, I turned her around, I gave her a kiss on her opened hand, and, ffff,
she blew on me.
 
And from the other side, I seemed to hear...
And from the other side, I still seemed to hear...
 
You've no reason to be here!
This is an honour you can do without!
You've no reason to be here!
 

Angel Wing

I found a wing on the street
a dead bird’s wing
or maybe it was the wing
of a dead angel
I can’t remember
 
We’ll speak in clipped voices
we’ll be quiet
we’ll hug and
hate each other
drain the chalice
 
I found a wing on the street
a dead bird’s wing
or maybe it was the wing
of a dead angel
I can’t remember