The Classic IV - What Will I Do versuri traducere

The Joy of the Holidays

A little girl whose joy is stolen, dreaming of new clothes
 

An old man, with an ignited heart, far away from those he loves
 

They are the forgotten, the deprived, and the abandoned people.
 

Let us be the white hand that brings back the joy of the holidays.
 

When the God of love decided to visit the world,
 

He took on the form of a human in a cave, not in ornated palaces.
 

He taught us that love is the true value of humanity,
 

Whoever gives from their heart makes faith truly meaningful.
 

The most precious person in this universe who lived with generosity and richness.
 

Go to the forgotten homes and in his name, give them peace
 

On the path, his spirit will accompany you, the angel of peace will guard you
 

On the night of His birth, His light shines with joy and candles.
 

No one from his children should remain distant, in need, and in pain
 

All the eyes that are crying should return to sleep in happiness
 

From the blood of the youth of the homeland

From the blood of youth of the homeland,
homeland, tulips
tulips have grown,
 

From the mourning of those cedar-like heights,
Oh my dear, cedar tree,
Lord, cedar trees gracefully bow.
 

How wayward are you, O the wheel of time!
How malevolent are you, O the wheel of time!
You are animus, O the wheel of time!
 

Devoid of virtue and faith,
virtue and faith,
Lacking in virtue and faith, O the wheel of time!
 

Oh how it was before the ages

Oh, how it was before the ages
Oh, God grant.
Oh, when there was no sky and earth
Oh, God grant.
But there only twas he blue sea
Oh, God grant
On that sea, fires had burned
Oh, God grant.
Around those fires.the Saints sat
Oh, God grant.
Happily advising whom to send into the sea.
Oh, God grant
Oh, go, Peter, to the bottom of the sea
Oh, God grant.
And Peter, get some yellow sand
Oh, God grant.
Andwe'll sow it all over the world,
Oh, God grant.
So that heaven and earth would be born
Oh, God grant.
The sky with stars, the earth with flowers
Oh, God grant
 

Christmas Story

'Hello, dear...' I started to say
Into the telephone, but it was just          
Your taped message replying on the other end
My friends are goofing off on the sidewalk
While I made them wait
On this glittering holy night
Yes, that's right
I was just, sorta missing you
So tried calling you on a whim
December, when we loved one another
In the candlelight
As selfishness and affection clashed
Afraid of getting hurt, I'm the one who initiated our breakup
And yet, all of a sudden my heart
Is hurting...why, oh why is that?
 

Unable to come up with the right words
Before the answering machine tape ran out
I quietly hang up the telephone
And step back onto the shining streets
Pretending as if nothing happened
And turning up my coat collar, on this holy night
Yes, I realize
There's no going back
To the way we were back then
December, when we would fool around
While wrapped up in the white sheets
That season I forgot to erase from my heart
Thinking that I could recall it with a laugh
Like in those romantic dramas
And yet, even now my heart 
Is this painfully sad...why, oh why is that?
 

Sparking scenes of a frenetic December 
Are reflected in shop window displays
December, when we lovers snuggled and talked about dreams
As selfishness and affection clashed
That season I forgot to erase from my heart
December, when the fairy in the clock tower rings a bell
So tell me, why, oh why am I feeling this painfully sad
Even now...even now