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Mr. Dupont

When the rain falls over England
I take the plane to Paris
And when I arrive, to entertain myself
I have a choice, for there I have lots of friends.
 
[Chorus]
Mr. Dupont
You look at me so tenderly
That you make me blush at every moment
Mr. Dupont
It's beautiful, it's good
It's different, it's more seductive, the continent.
 
I know I love and adore you
But I'd like to know too
Many things that you don't know
When like me you don't always live in Paris
 
[Chorus]
 
And when I come back to England
I [?] my friends.
I tell them about what you can do
For fun when you come to Paris
 
[Chorus]
 
It's different, it's more seductive, the continent.
 

Mâine

Mâine cineva se va-ntoarce
prea târziu, dar
se va-ntoarce să mă caute pe mine.
Din păcate va trebui să fac față
întrebărilor lui și să caut
motivul care nu există.
 
E adevărat că
e rândul meu
să explic că
acum te am pe tine,
dar urăsc ceea ce voi face
mâine.
 
Mâine cineva din prima
nu mă va crede, puțin câte puțin
voi îngheța acel zâmbet.
Mă gândesc la tot timpul
ce mi l-a dedicat.
Nu e drept, dar acum așa e.
 
E adevărat că
e rândul meu
să explic că
acum te am pe tine,
dar urăsc ceea ce voi face
mâine.
 
Mâine va trebui să-i cer să plece.
Ce pot să fac dacă acum ești tu aici?
 
Mâine mă voi simți mai bine
din clipa-n care-i voi spune că
deja, deja sunt cu tine.
Cuvintele fac rău,
chiar și mie, dar nu se schimba nimic,
în iubire n-are sens mila.
 
E adevărat că
e rândul meu
să explic că
acum te am pe tine,
dar urăsc ceea ce voi face
mâine.
 
Dar urăsc ceea ce voi face
mâine!
 

Ce băiat nebun

Ce băiat nebun!
Ce băiat nebun!
 
Dar nu e vina lui,
ceea ce face
el nu știe.
Și deci, dacă mă sărută pe mine,
apoi te sărută pe tine.
Nu e vina lui, acela...
e un băiat nebun.
Ce băiat nebun!
 
Dacă râde pentru mine,
apoi plânge pentru tine,
pe urmă va schimba:
După puțin timp
râde pentru tine,
plânge pentru mine.
Nu e vina lui, acela...
e un băiat nebun.
Ce băiat nebun!
 
Da, totuși
dintre noi și el,
cel mai isteț
e mereu el.
Și mai devreme sau mai târziu
ai să vezi că noi
pentru el, el, el, el, vom face război.
 
Dar nu e vina lui,
ceea ce face
el nu știe.
Și deci, dacă mă sărută pe mine,
apoi te sărută pe tine.
Nu e vina lui, acela...
e un băiat nebun.
Ce băiat nebun!
 
Da, totuși
dintre noi și el,
cel mai isteț
e mereu el.
Și mai devreme sau mai târziu
ai să vezi că noi
pentru el, el, el, el vom face război.
 
Dar nu e vina lui,
ceea ce face
el nu știe.
Și deci, dacă mă sărută pe mine,
apoi te sărută pe tine.
Nu e vina lui, acela...
e un băiat nebun.
Ce băiat nebun!
 
Ce băiat nebun!
Ce băiat nebun!
Ce băiat nebun!
 

Păpuşă pe frânghie

[Refren]
M-aş mira dacă într-o zi,
vei spune că-ţi pasă,
dacă spui că mă iubeşti nebuneşte,
aş fi bucuroasă acolo
ca o păpuşă pe-o frânghie.
 
Dragostea e ca un carusel
cu toată distracţia unui bâlci
Într-o zi mă simt la pământ,
apoi sunt sus în aer.
Oare mă mânuieşti?
Oare mâine ai pleca?
 
[Refren]
 
Aş câştiga la carusel
şi apoi aş pierde în leagăne
înăuntru sau afară, nu-i niciun dubiu
doar cine trage sforile
sunt legată de tine,
dar unde oare mă duci?
 
[Refren x2]
 
Ca o păpuşă pe-o...
frânghie!
 

You Know Nothing of Your Happiness

I think about you from dusk until dawn
But what am I supposed to do?
You never notice it
 
Every day when we see each other
And when we go for a walk
I talk to you for hours on end
But secretly I think to myself:
 
You know nothing of your happiness
I can see it in your eyes
You don't know it yet, no no:
Baby, I love you so much, mm-mm
 
You have never asked about it
And you have never said anything
So I think about
How I can just show it to you
 
You know nothing of your happiness
I can see it in your eyes
You don't know it yet, no no:
Baby, I love you so much, mm-mm
 
Every day I make myself beautiful
Have you not seen that yet?
Please, for once think about
Who I do that for!
 
You know nothing of your happiness
I can see it in your eyes
You don't know it yet, no no:
Baby, I love you so much, mm-mm
 
You know nothing of your happiness
I can see it in your eyes
You don't know it yet, no no:
Baby, I love you so much, mm-mm
I love you so much
 
I don't speak fluent German so feel free to correct
Ich spreche Deutsch nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind willkommen

The notes's dance

Ah... just seven are the notes that I need
But love is just one, the love that is here
It starts off with a 'sì' 1
 
This is the way the song I wrote for you begins:,
At one time there's a boy I met
That boy is you
 
But to be able to see
I need a 'do' 2
 
Ah... just seven are the notes that I need
But love is just one, the love that is here
It starts with a 'si'
 
Come on boys, just find out a 'do' for me
But be careful
Lest the boy should answers 'no'
 
For a love like that,
Yoi'll need a 'sì'
 
Ah... just seven are the notes that I need
But love is just one, the love that is here
It starts with a 'si'
 
Ah... just seven are the notes that I need
But love is just one, the love that is here
It starts with a 'si'
 
It start with a 'si'
 

• 1. In talian the word 'si', standing for the seventh natural note of the scale, means 'Yes' as well. The latter would be written with an accent not to mix up the two omophones.
• 2. In Italian the first note of a natural scale is called a 'do', that means 'I give' as well, still no accent is mandatory (hypercorrectivistes, however, can sign a stress on the word that indicates the verb, but the effect is quite fastidious.

Whereas a translation is presented as 'singable', it's by no means intended to be a literal version of the lyrics in another language. It just aspires to be a rhythmical, sometimes also rhyming, rendition of the text, so that different words can be sung along to the music, keeping the original meaning as much as the syllable count makes it possible .

Wight is Wight

Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan!
It's like a sun in the grey of the sky
Wight is Wight and hippie, hippie hip-pie
Hippie hip-pie, hippie hip-pie
 
They arrived in the naked Island
Whithout any baggage and barefoot
Like a unexpected cyclone
Like a flower before the season
Like a butterfly rain
To which nobody never believed
 
Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan!
It's like a sun in the grey of the sky
Wight is Wight and hippie, hippie hip-pie
Hippie hip-pie, hippie hip-pie
 
You that you wanted to imprison yourself
Do you have the right to condemn
The one who tries to escape?
Everyone lives his life as he wants.
You can't look down
Because it's right too that you were born
 
And Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan!
It's like a sun in the grey of the sky
Wight is Wight and hippie, hippie hip-pie
Hippie hip-pie
 
Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan!
It's like a sun in the grey of the sky
Wight is Wight and hippie, hippie hip-pie
 

On That Day

It was a day like anyone else
But for me, it felt it was totally different
You and me, we went through the spring
And all around the world was so wonderful
 
On this day, my friend
Then we thought
The Time stands still, just for the both of us
But before we thought about it
And turned everything into reality
Then the day already passed by for us for a long time
 
And the summer came into the lands
And it was a long, hot day
But for me it flew by so fast
When I lay beside you in the grass
 
On this day, my friend
Then we thought
The Time stands still, just for the both of us
But before we thought about it
And turned everything into reality
Then the day already passed by for us for a long time
 
And now it is autumn, the trees are blank
Of their green there was only a limp rest left
With the wind also our dreams were blown away
None of us held on to them
 
It was a day like anyone else
But I know it will never return
Because for everything we miss today
Won't be a return tommorow
 
On this day, my friend
Then we thought
The Time stands still, just for the both of us
But before we thought about it
And turned everything into reality
Then the day already passed by for us for a long time
 

I Don't Work

You think you can make me work
By laughing at me
But everything you do
Is fine with me and you know it
 
You want me to love you, but there:
It doesn't take to me
Sorry, but I don't work
 
In front of all your friends
You play pretty hearts
But you're not capable
Of giving me any happiness
 
You want me to love you, but there:
It doesn't take to me
Sorry, but I don't work
 
You could be anywhere else
Talking for hours
About how unfortunate you are
And how you're so in love
 
You want me to love you, but there:
It doesn't take to me
Sorry, but I don't work
 
If you want me to love you, swear to me
That your heart only loves me
Swear to me, or I won't work