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Santa Claus

I hanged my shoe
On the backyard's window
Santa left
My Christmas gift
 
How can Santa
Never forget someone?
Be rich or be poor
Santa always shows up
 
Rich, poor
Santa always shows up
 
I hanged my shoe
On the backyard's window
Santa left
My Christmas gift
 
How can Santa
Never forget someone?
Be rich or be poor
Santa always shows up
Be rich or be poor
Santa always shows up
 

Days of happiness

The days of happiness
and love of your ?
are dying in the distance
and now leaving
? to destiny
The face of ?
and of deep longing
The light breeze of the night
brings to the heart the memory
of that beautiful glance
that gave light and warmth
to the days of happiness and love
 
of that beautiful glance
that gave light and warmth
to the days of happiness and love
 

Don't Cry Anymore

Talk to me, what happened?
I'm crying for love
I am here, don't be afraid
This pain kills me
 
Everyone talks about me, what a fool I was
I got lost by a madman, my heart is broken
 
Don't cry anymore, I'm here
Do not suffer so much, that a madman was the one who left you
No more, I must continue
I want to dance, dance and drink to be happy
 
It's already two in the morning
But for us it's never too late
I follow loose around streets-streets
And back, but prepare you
If we find ourselves in my house and heal this heart
I'm yours, I'm yours maybe forever
If we find ourselves in my home and heal this heart
I'm yours, I'm yours maybe forever, eh-eh-eh
 
Don't cry anymore, I'm here
Do not suffer so much, that a madman was the one who left you
No more, I must continue
I want to dance, dance and drink to be happy
 
Everyone talks about me, what a fool I was
I got lost by a madman, my heart is broken
 
Don't cry anymore, I'm here
Do not suffer so much, that a madman was the one who left you
No more, I must continue
I want to dance, dance and drink to be happy
Don't cry anymore, I'm here
Do not suffer so much, that a madman was the one who left you
No more, I must continue
I want to dance, dance and drink to be happy
 
Talk to me, what happened?
I'm crying for love
I am here, don't be afraid
This pain kills me
 

My Crisis

One day life is beautiful
a new euphoria
For a yes for a no
everything is okay for good
One day I'm a believer
a practicing vegan
No more salt and no more bread,
no more milk and no more wine
 
One day I become exasperated
I don't have the words, I lose them
I stamp my feet, I lose my way
One day I look like my father
 
It's crisis it's crisis
That exhausts me, nothing to be done
It's crisis it's crisis
That drags on and on, we'll get used to it
 
One day I give, I give, I give
My heart on my sleeve1, on my heart
One day I speak loudly
in the right and in the wrong
I get carried away, I digress,
I collapse and I abandon you
One day I feel down in the dumps,
worn down by my disappointments
From the day before and the day before that
And all of a sudden everything amazes me
 
It's crisis it's crisis
That exhausts me, nothing to be done
It's crisis it's crisis
That drags on and on, we'll get used to it
 
One day I don't believe it anymore
not the hit not a nail2
Half full half empty
everything is hazy, everything is crazy
And knock a crash landing
life is beautiful once more
For a yes for a no
everything is okay for good
 
It's crisis it's crisis
That exhausts me, nothing to be done
It's crisis it's crisis
That drags on and on, we'll get used to it
It's crisis it's crisis
We'll get used to it
 

• 1. the phrase 'to wear one's heart one one's sleeve' means to be open with one's emotions and feelings
• 2. this is a literal translation, I can't find what exactly this is supposed to mean or if it's an expression

I am happy

I walked and my watch wasn’t correct
 
Where did I go? I didn't know
 
But I walked with joy
 
I walked a step without worry
 
On the sidewalk, someone flirted with me
 
I didn't know why? And, he was old?
 
In square field newspaper seller
 
He was saying: read sport and art news
 
Suddenly, I found myself at a cafeteria
 
I said, let's order a cup of coffee
 
I had coffee and drank a little
 
I didn't taste what I was look and love for
 
A mother, father and child were together
 
The child was very naughty like a gin
 
Whatever observed and saw it, she was point to it
 
She was saying : gave me what I wanted either to screamed
 
Suddenly, I found myself in the middle of a station
 
While the trains were whistling
 
On the end of the headstand, there’s a handbag
 
One side of it was laughed, and the other side was angered
 
It was noised, but your voice was
 
In my heart played like a melody
 
I said, let me adjusted my watch because
 
Your voice inside me made my heart long for you.
 

O lume violentă, dar inflamabilă

Oceanele modelează laturile,
Aterizând în spații.
Umezită de la un cald rămas bun,
O trezire timpurie se oferă amabil.
 
În noaptea asta mă culc să visez
Un loc ce mă cheamă.
E mereu doar un vis,
Totuși nu pot uita ce am văzut.
Mulțimea e greu de crezut,
La chipurile lor mă uit,
Dar urmez picioarele tale
Cu pași ușori, pe calea pe care mă conduci.
 
Refren:
Nu vreau să mă rătăcesc.
E o șoaptă, e un lucru ciudat,
Ne îndoim ca niște țurțuri pe rafturi de hârtie.
E păcat să apărem așa.
 
Tu zbori unde ochii tăi străini
Urmăresc înălțimile orașului.
Aburinde, violete ceruri
(Cu pietre și nori noi respirăm,
Un șoc pentru corpul meu)
Discursul e sălbatic, sălbatic...
(Viu , sacru și reverberant,
De vizavi și de departe, oh, de foarte departe)
 
(Refren)
 
(x2):
Stai, stai, stai așa, jur
L-am văzut undeva fluturând, așteptând.
Unu, doi, trei, peste trezirile care urmează.
 
În noaptea asta mă culc să visez un loc ce mă cheamă
(Nu vreau să mă rătăcesc)
E mereu doar un vis, totuși nu pot uita ce am văzut.
(E o șoaptă, e un lucru ciudat)
Cu pietre și nori respirăm, un șop pentru corpul meu
(Ne îndoim ca niște țurțuri pe rafturi de hârtie)
Viu, sacru și reverberant,
De vizavi și de departe, de foarte departe
(E păcat să apărem așa)