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Blissful Days

We were so young and happy
that we only knew how to dream,
with a world new and different,
filled with only songs and laughter.
 
Blissful days that we thoughtlessly lived,
believing that happiness was eternal,
no one will ever be able to stop time
and those days will never return.
 
Life goes on demonstrating
how naïve our youth is,
and even if our dreams are the same,
I no longer dance and neither do you.
 
Blissful days that we thoughtlessly lived,
believing that happiness was eternal,
no one will ever be able to stop time
and those days will never return.
 
Life goes on demonstrating
how naïve our youth is,
and even if our dreams are the same,
I no longer dance and neither do you.
 
Blissful days that we thoughtlessly lived,
believing that happiness was eternal,
no one will ever be able to stop time
and those days will never return.
 

Madly in love woman

The sea quiet down, waiting for the day – the rainy and mirthless
I walk along the shore and think only of you – lovely and loving.
Do you understand that I can to change our destiny?
Do you understand that I can fly in my sleep?
 
Chorus:
 
Madly in love woman, i'm looking for your soul and flew over the sea.
Madly in love woman, believes in our destiny.
And I fly over the sea together with you. /x2/
 
Being a woman is a strange game and there are no laws.
The life is sleep, as little dream by their own canons.
Do you understand that I can change our destiny?
Do you understand that I can fly in my sleep ?!
 
Chorus:
 
Madly in love woman, i'm looking for your soul and flew over the sea.
Madly in love woman, believes in our destiny.
And I fly over the sea together with you. /x2/
 
I fly...
I will fly...
I flyyy...
Together with you...
 

Lună nouă

Ieri nu mai contează,
Ochii tăi sunt o mare rea,
Unde te poți îneca,
Unde puține poți visa.
 
Ieri erai doar tu,
Care iei tot ceea ce vrei,
Care faci jocuri dureroase
Cu acel zâmbet mereu la fel.
 
Lună nouă, ce zi este?
N-am nevoie de tine.
Arăți direct spre inima mea,
Pe acest cer care-și schimbă culoarea.
 
Lună nouă, cine va fi acolo,
În spatele celeilalte jumătăți?
Aleargă încet prin noapte
Acest vestitor al primăverii.
 
Ieri...culori gri fumuriu
Ieri...pământul nimănui
 
Și suntem mereu aici,
Să ne imaginăm un alt film.
Va fi din nou dragoste
În altă viață sau în două ore.
 
Lună nouă, ce zi este?
N-am nevoie de tine.
Arăți direct spre inima mea,
Pe acest cer care-și schimbă culoarea.
 
Lună nouă, cine va fi acolo,
În spatele celeilalte jumătăți?
Aleargă încet prin noapte
Acest vestitor al primăverii.
 
Ieri...culori gri fumuriu
Ieri...pământul nimănui
 
Lună nouă, te aștept aici,
Până la cealaltă jumătate.
Aleargă încet prin noapte
Acest vestitor al primăverii.
 
Ieri...culori gri fumuriu
Ieri...pământul nimănui
 

A little Viennese Waltz

Versions: #1
In Vienna there are 10 girls
one shoulder where death sobs
and a forest of stuffed doves
There's a fragment of the morning
in the museum of frost
There's a room with a thousand windows
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this waltz, this waltz, this waltz with mouth closed.
 
And in Vienna there are 4 mirrors
where your mouth and the echoes play
There's a death for piano
which paints boys blue.
There are beggars on the rooftops.
There are fresh garlands of wailing.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this waltz, this waltz, this waltz which is dying in my arms.
 
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz,
of itself, of death, of cognac
which wets its tail in the sea.
 
Because I love you, I love you, my love,
in the loft where the children play,
dreaming old lights of Hungary
through the whisperings of the warm afternoon,
seeing sheep and snow lilies
through the dark silence of your forehead.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this waltz, this waltz, this broken waist waltz
 
In Vienna, I'll dance with you
with a disguise having
a head of a river.
Look what a shore of hyacinths I have!
I will leave my mouth in between your legs,
my soul in photographs and lilies,
and in the dark waves of your going
I want, my love, my love, to leave behind,
violin and tomb, the ribbons of the waltz.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this waltz, this waltz, which is dying in my arms.
 
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz,
of itself, of death, of cognac
which wets its tail in the sea.
 
Because I love you, I love you, my love.
 

Life will be

An unshadowed dream
has blossomed
under the sky of peace
for the living good thought
In the hearts, as I know,
it's not too late
to fly so serene
for how full is
and the world to be
a living hope...
 
Chorus:
 
Because on Earth (believe, hope)
Life will be (believe, hope)
The neat time that will watch
the road that we'll follow
On Earth (believe, hope)
every man (believes, hopes)
day after day will last
the moment to be a little more...
 
From linden tree nests,
other pigeons
are rising freely
to the warm pure blue sky
No, it's not late
to know for today
that someday
my planet will be
a symbol of love
and happiness
 
Chorus (x3)
 

The dance

When you have my age
you're like a burning flame
you can change the world if you want to...
I'm moving in the rhythm of the stars and fly
always higher

My father

My father who is not in the village any more
My father who may be one day, very discretely, I loved.
My father who went by the path without envies
My father who may be one day, very discretely, I loved.
By the blood so brave which runs in my veins
by the features of your face which are fading
 
As the shout which drowns my chest
My father !
By the scarf which was dividing entirely your belly
My father !
By the secrets of the onion in my mother’s fingers
My father !
By the pallid evenings in the house of the house
My father !
By the dreams which might be yours
sliding by the sink
my father, by my brothers
sliding by the sink….
That the memory find you
the memory of the father and of the son
the memory, the old female cat,
the memory, oh my father.
 
By the ties which unite me to your names
your hands and your round skull
and your laugh I did not like
my father !
When I only wanted to go to pick
my father !
Fennel, passed the reds’ bridge,
my father !
That it find intact my griefs
a six-years old little girl’s griefs
my father !
 
I find intact, my father,
your story and mine
my father, together, loving each other
you story and mine
 
Cock, hen, chick, my father ?
Cock, hen, chick my father
my father !
 
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now,
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now
As never we could be,
As never they will able to be, now
 
Cock, hen, chick, my father ?
Cock, hen, chick my father ?
My father !
 
My father who is not in the village any more.