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Mountains of Aosta Valley

Mountains of Aosta Valley
ye are my beloved,
hamlets, bell towers, fountains,
I will always love you.
Nothing is more beautiful than my homeland,
nothing is sweeter than my friends.
O mountain men
sing all together
of my country
the peace and the fortune
Halt, halt, halt there
The mountain men are there.
 

Mother Earth

You are the smile that makes you come back
you are the Mountain whose heart you feel
with the universe I would not change you!
Madreterra of Men and Gods
 
You are the winter that manages to warm up
the ancient summer that makes you fall in love
you are the comet that I would follow
Madreterra of Men and Gods
 
Sicily my triangular land of light in the middle of the world
Sicily my land an honest sun that has no sunset!
Sicily you are like this, paradise is here!
 
History was born in your arms
on your lips 'Brothers of Italy'!
and to defend you I would die
Madreterra of Men and Gods
 
Sicily my triangular land of peace for the world
Sicily my land you 'long-lasting scented rose'
Sicily my land freed flag in the middle of the wind
Sicily you are like this, paradise is here!
 

Mother Earth

You are the smile that makes you come back
you are the Mountain whose heart you feel
with the universe I would not change you!
Madreterra of Men and Gods
 
You are the winter that manages to warm up
the ancient summer that makes you fall in love
you are the comet that I would follow
Madreterra of Men and Gods
 
Sicily my triangular land of light in the middle of the world
Sicily my land an honest sun that has no sunset!
Sicily you are like this, paradise is here!
 
History was born in your arms
on your lips 'Brothers of Italy'!
and to defend you I would die
Madreterra of Men and Gods
 
Sicily my triangular land of peace for the world
Sicily my land you 'long-lasting scented rose'
Sicily my land freed flag in the middle of the wind
Sicily you are like this, paradise is here!
 

Family

And the best part is,
That every moment with you is precious,
I believe in our destiny,
Let happen whatever is going to happen.
Love is pain at times,
And it is sometimes lovely,
Making a promise to you, that
Nothing split both of us up,
Wishing to arrive home.
Seeing you on our sofa,
Wishing to play at astronauts at night
with our children,
Living to see instant,
When our daughter will bring her love,
Clenching my fists,
Putting a question to myself,
Whether I deal with it,
When they leave the family nest,
And emptiness from them
Disables entire room,
I wanna see children's parties,
And expression of your face,
When you look blamessness
under gloriole in our children,
I wanna hold your hand
When first they see the light of day,
Smelling your hair,
Wishing the moments move back,
Returning to desk,
Where we inscribed clearly,
that we will be together in good times and bad times,
Living cheerfully,
I love you,
Nothing divaricates us,
So that you are lovable daddy,
And I am lovable mummy,
Vital love,
We can have it,
Faith is essential,
Crystal children's love,
We can have it (we can have)
Saying in dispute,
That my heart suffering,
Living of falses, of grace you're breaking up on me both ways,
I wish, I didn't have to play at it,
who will call first in former times.
Because two people are love
And four people are unit,
Wishing to delete all phone numbers in a depression.
Not to confide in somebody, who could have his seaport,
Sailing with you,
Even if crew jumping from ship,
You are my partner into severe time,
Even into
 

Donbass is Behind Us

In pitch darkness, the Beast woke up
And the price of God was set.
Everyone succumbed - even the brothers in Christ
Everything succumbed, but not my country.
It was a fruitful leap year
And death was drunk to satiety with blood
The firmament bent from the leaden clouds
Everything succumbed, but not my country.
 
[Chorus:]
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Donbass is behind us, and God is with us!
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Russia is with us, and God is with us!
 
Here, the memory of the ancestors isn't betrayed
Here, the forefathers' land isn't given away
At what price - words can't express
Here, they fighted to the death for the Motherland.
And again the Russian might is in the hands
Both life and death for the Motherland is fair
It stands and holds the firmament for centuries -
My unconquered country.
 
[Chorus:]
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Donbass is behind us, and God is with us!
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Russia is with us, and God is with us!
 
Let it be destined to perish on the cross
But you can't bring us to the knees!
In a bloody field, one for all
Donbass stands and holds the firmament
 
[Chorus:]
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Donbass is behind us, and God is with us!
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Russia is with us, and God is with us!
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Moscow is behind us, 1 and God is with us!
Half the sky is flame, half the sky is smoke
Russia is with us, and God is with us!
 

• 1. 'Nowhere to retreat - Moscow is behind us!' - Famous words, uttered in 1941 when the armies of Nazi Germany stood right before the capital of the USSR (Look Battle for Moscow)

Through Your Window

Through your window, you looked at me and thought I didn't notice,
And on that night you said, 'I want you to fall in love with me',
And now you got it
 
I don't know what happened, you've bewitched me
You've made me different, you've changed me
I don't know what happened, you've bewitched me
You've taught me what it is to be in love
 
You've become my weakness
And I, who thought before that love only hurt,
Now can't imagine
Being far from those lips that have me hooked
You've caught me, and all of this started
In the window of your room
 
I'm hard to get along with, you call me quadripolar
How can you put up with me?
I also want to apologise for that time on the sofa
And when I had to kick you out
 
I don't know what happened, you've bewitched me
I was a disaster and you've ordered my world
I don't know what happened, I don't know where we're going
What I do know is that I want it all by your side
 
You've become my weakness
And I, who thought before that love only hurt,
Now can't imagine
Being far from those eyes - you look at me, you drive me crazy
 
With you, time is shorter, ooh
To me, you're everything
Oh, oh, oh, oh
With you, I want it all
 

Servant for love

A night of struggle
On the boat in the middle of the sea
And while the sky gets whiter
You look to your empty fishing nets
But the voice that calls you
Another sea it will show you
And on the shore of every heart
Your nets you will throw
 
Offer your life, like Mary
At the base of the cross
And you'll be servant of every human
Servant for love
Priest of humanity
 
You were advancing in silence
Amongst the tears and you were hoping
That the seed scattered in front of You
Would fall on the good soil
Now your heart is celebrating
Because your wheat is almost white and ready
it ripened under the sun
You can store it in the granaries
 
Offer your life, like Mary
At the base of the cross
And you'll be servant of every human
Servant for love
Priest of humanity
 

Come Back

Sad as it used to be,
Your letter you make me think off,
All yellowed,
It always reminds me of the day you left.
 
With trembling hand
I keep open it and reread it again,
With my eyes between the lines
I'm looking for you, I'm calling you and I'm talking to you. (bis)
 
Chorus:
When you left on a spring day,
White gillyflowers were blooming in the pantry.
Your letter burned my eyes,
It left me the love.
When you left
It was a spring day
And our cherry tree was flourishing again.
Come back home!
You know, the pain is still inside me.
 
Come back and tell me
Dear words, as when you chose me,
For you to hear how call your name now
Even the flowers which I put in the pot.
 
The letter turned yellow
And a lot has changed in the house since then

Un buchet de violete

Era fericita in casnicie
Desi sotul ei era acelasi demon
Un barbat putin cam irascibil
Ea se plangea ca niciodata nu era dragut
Iata ca deja de trei ani
Primea scrisori de la un strain
Scrisori pline de poezie
Ce i-au readus bucuria.
 
Cine iti scria versuri
Spune, fetito, cine?
Cine iti trimitea flori primavara?
Cine in fiecare luna de noiembrie,
Ca intotdeaua , fara bilet,
Iti trimitea un buchetel de violete?
 
Uneori ea visa si isi inchipuia
Cam cum ar arata cel ce o respecta atat
O fi vreun barbat cu par carunt?
Cu un zambet deschis si cu maini blande?
Cine o fi cel ce sufera in tacere?
Cine ar putea fi iubirea ei secreta?
Ea care nu stia nimic
Isi privea sotul si apoi tacea.
 
Cine iti scrie versuri?
Spune, fetito, cine era?
Cine iti trimitea flori primavara?
Cine in fiecare luna noiembrie ,
Mereu fara bilet
Iti trimitea un buchetel de violete?
 
Si in fiecare seara sotul se intorcea
Obosit de la lucru si o privea cu coada ochiului
Nu zicea nimic pentru ca el stia totul
Ea era atat de fericita oricum
Pentru ca el este cel care ii scrie versuri.
El este amantul sau, iubirea ei secreta.
Ea care nu stie nimic
Isi priveste sotul si apoi tace.
 
Cine iti scrie versuri
Spune-mi, fetito,cine era?
Cine iti trimite flori primavara?
Cine in fiecare luna de noiembrie,
Ca intotdeauna fara bilet,
Iti trimitea un buchetel de violete?