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Ciao, Ciao, My Love

Ciao, ciao, ciao, baby, ciao!
 
If you go away—if you leave me,
do not forget me—come back fast.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return.
 
I have sobs—in my chest.
I cry out loud—my soul hurts.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return.
 
But when we get affectionate—
affectionate like both of us—
no need to worry,
all is fixed by a kiss.
 
When you go away—when you leave me—
there in my arms—you come back fast.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return
 
Ciao, ciao, ciao, baby, ciao!
 
With fervor—I read your letters.
For my happiness—that is my well-being.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return.
 
I want my hand in your hand
and my heart close to yours.
When I sleep in your arms
nothing is worth more to me than that—ah—ah—
 
I will be there—on the high road
because you will come back—without any doubt.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return.
Ciao, ciao, ciao, my love—
I await your return.
 

Arm in Arm

Happy as two sparrows on the same branch—
happy as lovers at a Sunday dance—
happy as two schoolboys on a day of vacation—
 
Every day that God makes, our joys begin anew
and when we are in love, our love smells good
like a sheet dried in winds of lavender—
tasty as fruit sampled in the winds of the harvest—
and as long as it lasts, that’s how long we will stroll
 
Your arm in my arm, on our bare arms—
your arm in my arm, cheek to cheek—
we could not ask for more.
 
Happy as two sparrows on the same branch—
happy as lovers at a Sunday dance—
happy as two schoolboys on a day of vacation—
 
Every day that God makes, our joys begin anew
and when we love each other, our love smells good
like a sheet dried in winds of lavender—
good as fruit crushed in the winds of the harvest.
When we reach one hundred years old, we will both feel like twenty
 
Your arm in my arm, aching all over—
your arm in my arm, cheek to cheek—
we could not ask for more.
 

Kad bih mogla da jednog dana ponovo živim svoj život

Kad bih mogla da jednog dana ponovo živim svoj život
Zaboravila bih trenutke kad sam nekada plakala
Ponovo bih sagradila ono što sam srušila
I spalila bih stare tuge
na ponoćnoj vatri
 
Kad bih mogla da jednog dana ponovo živim svoj život
Na ruševinama svog bednog boemskog života
Zasigurno bih ti rekla da te volim
Tebi, kome nikada to nisam rekla
 
Kad bih mogla da jednog dana ponovo živim svoj život
Unajmila bih neki ogromni brod
Da ukrcam sve one koje volim ovde
Zaboravljajući sve nebitne ljude
Među onim što zaboravljam
 
Na ovom sudbonosnom dugačkom putu
Ti ćeš biti kapetan
Krenućemo na najduže putovanje
birajući da krenemo u zoru
kad bih mogla da ponovo živim za ljubav
 

All of the Love

(ya ya ya ya—ya ya ya ya—ya ya ya ya—ya ya ya ya)
 
All of the love I have for you
is burning like a fire.
It is grand and full of bursts—
it is so good to be happy.
 
My cries of joy—
I owe them to you
because everything for me
is only for you.
 
Even when you're not here,
I feel you present—
truly present.
 
All of the love I have for you
grows stronger
each and every day.
I believe that it will last
for as long as we live—
forevermore.
 
What an obsession—
what passion.
I speak your name
very low, very low
 
At the slightest sound of your footsteps,
my heart beats—
my heart pounds.
 
I want to shout
to the whole world
that there is nothing that can
break us apart.
 
All of the love I have for you—
it really is
all for me.
 

From the Moment We Fell in Love

You have only one treasure—that you are just twenty.
You live only on dreams and what is trendy.
I lead with you a bohemian life
and we do not even have a penny between us.
 
That has not mattered from the moment we fell in love—
it seems to be obligatory to fall in love fast.
Thanks to your kisses, I forgot all about holding back.
You—you did the same, from the moment we fell in love.
 
In our sixth floor attic, high above the ground,
we live meagerly like two sparrows—
and when the winter suddenly lets loose,
if the cold bothers us, we hardly complain at all.
 
That has not mattered from the moment we fell in love—
if there is ice on the window panes—
snuggled in your arms, my arms wrapped around you—
you come back to me no matter what, from the moment we fell in love.
 
In order to impress me, you pretend to be a jack of all trades—
but you are hard-pressed to drive a nail.
Me, for my part, since anything exasperates you,
out of fear of doing wrong, I do nothing at all.
 
It does not matter if, among my New Year gifts,
you can never give me jewels,
a bouquet of violets, or even some marjoram—
it pleases me no matter what, from the moment we fell in love.
 
We often pass for true bohemians—
what does that matter after all is said and done—
because life for us is no longer a problem
from the moment we fell in love—
from the moment we fell in love.
 

Now

Now that your eyes dare
to view me as an insolent dream.
Now that love has its place
next to me—I love you more than before.
 
Forsaking all comedies
without shame, I tell you very simply that
if love is to fetter our lives
now—let it be now.
 
And tomorrow our reunited souls
will love one another a little more each day—
amazed by all that binds us
one to another in this first love
 
Discovering at last the great mystery
of all those who one day, like us,
have lived as one on this earth
until forever in order to create love.
 
Now.
 
Now.
 

Love Me

Love me, my love, love me.
Hear my prayer, you who mean everything to me.
Hold me gently in your arms.
Do not leave me alone—you do not have the right.
Without you I am nothing but a lonely child—
nothing but a lost child forgotten on this earth.
 
Love me, I need you so much.
My life is futile if you do not love me.
 
Do not let us waste time making promises to one another.
Kiss me, kiss me, and keep me safe close to you.
 
Love me, my love, love me.
It makes sense to be in love because we are made just for that.
Hold me, hold me in your arms.
I do not even want to know where you will lead me—
but there you will teach me how good it is to live
these moments of delirium where the heart is set free.
 
Love me, my love, love me—
and if you are nothing but a dream, do not awaken me.
 

Sorry

Sorry for all of the hours
that toll in your house
simply for you to cry—
for you to cry out my name.
Sorry for so much youth—
for so many dreams—destroyed
for this tick-tock of sadness
that beats out day and night.
 
Sorry for all this pain—
these memories that chain you
to a past so rich in joy—
forgive me if you love me.
You see, I am afraid and I tremble
at never being able to give back
all of the love that my heart received
when we were together.
 
Sorry from the bottom of my heart
for every single teardrop
that trailed down your cheeks—
those tracks prove me guilty.
Sorry that I implore you
like the God we adore
and to whom we return on our knees—
sorry if you still love me—
sorry if you still love me—
forgive me if you love me.
 

Goodbye Sir, My Love

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Goodbye sir, my love.
 
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Goodbye sir, my love.
 
Goodbye sir, this is perhaps just a “see you later”—
out of our goodbye, another love could be reborn—
he who parts, abandoning the one he loves
by saying 'see you later,' knows perhaps it means goodbye .
 
Maybe until tomorrow, maybe until forever,
goodbye sir, my love.
Maybe until tomorrow, it is you that I loved—
goodbye sir, my love.
 
Here is my heart—pack it in your luggage.
It is a flower that I plucked from my corsage.
If by chance you keep it safe in your travels,
then this is only a “see you later”
even if I still tell you goodbye.
 
Maybe until tomorrow, maybe until forever,
goodbye sir, my love.
 
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
 

Rendez-vous at Le Lavandou

Tonight, the sea and the sky have had a rendez-vous
to create an unreal world at Le Lavandou.
And, on the golden beach, where the sand is very soft,
the sky sleeps on the sea cheek to cheek.
 
What matters to me such a beautiful night, bursting with a thousand lights—if I cannot see it in your eyes?
What matters to me if the wind whispers the sweetest words—
when my heart awaits them only from you?
 
Tonight, the sea and the sky have had a rendez-vous
to make an unreal world just for us.
 
The town lines the beach with a necklace of dreams—
its thousand diamonds and its soul reflect the image
of a cloudless sky sparkling with silver.
All those around me seem to be drunk on life—
but I alone am sad—however …
 
Tonight, the sea and the sky have had a rendez-vous
to make an unreal world just for us.
And on the wet sand with a final swirl—
shudder and die my obliterated dreams—my foolish dreams.
 

My Stranger, My Love

Who are you?
A stranger, my love—
you, the friend of a single day,
my love, who are you?
Who are you for having erased
from my past loves
all of my damaged dreams?
 
Who are you?
A stranger, my friend—
I think that you are forgetting me
but there is nothing to lose.
Do you know
that I count the days
to wait for you always,
my stranger, my love?
 
Before you, I did not exist.
Before you, nothing happened.
After you, nothing will exist.
After you, there will be nothing more.
 
Who are you?
A stranger, my love—
you, the friend of a single day,
my love, who are you?
Who are you for having erased
from my past loves
all of my damaged dreams?
 
Who are you?
A stranger, my friend—
I think you're forgetting me
but there is nothing to lose.
Do you know
that I count the days
to wait for you always,
my stranger, my love?
 

The Lost Melody

Melody of happier days—
you remained down there
under the roofs of an old suburb
where love is king.
The sound of a violin wafted out of the night
and into our little attic nest
to cradle us until the dawn
in a melody of love.
 
Melody of happier days—
you are so, so far away—
the only friend of a fugitive dream
in a lost paradise.
You are no longer—no longer anything
other than an old familiar refrain
that is bored and dragged into the street—
I hear you no more.
 
You have disappeared—
you, the lost melody.
 

You Can Do Anything to Me

You can do anything to me because it is you that I love.
Make fun of my joys and laugh at my sorrows—
play with my heart as you wish—
and destroy my happiness whenever you want.
 
When you are in my arms, I am already lost—
and to have a single word from you, nothing else matters.
You hold in your hands my entire existence.
You can do anything to me but do not take advantage of me.
 
You can do anything to me whenever it pleases you—
but you frighten me sometimes when I see you smile.
I read your thoughts better than you imagine,
and in them I often see things that you would not expect.
 
If I am a prisoner of the love that binds me—
you, who believe that you are in control—you also are bound.
Love does not forget that, and it is very close to hate.
 
You can do anything to me—but watch out for yourself.
 

When We Only Have Love

When we only have love to share with each other
on the grand journey that is our great love.
 
When we only have love, my love, you and I,
to erupt in joy every hour and every day.
 
When we only have love to live out our promises
without any other reward than to believe in them forever.
 
When we only have the love to bring about marvels,
and to cover with sunlight the ugliness of suburbs.
 
When we only have love for a single reason,
for a single song, and for a single offer of help.
 
When we only have love each morning to dress
the poor and unfortunate in velvet coats.
 
When we only have love to offer a prayer
for the evils of the earth in a simple troubadour song.
 
When we only have love to offer to those
whose only struggle is to search for the day.
 
When we only have love to chart a path
and force destiny at each crossroad
 
When we only have the love to object to weapons
and nothing but a song to command a drum.
 
Then, without having anything other than the power of love,
we will have in our hands—my love, the entire world.
 

It Would Be Too Bad

(Hurry up—hurry up)
 
It would be too bad—yes, really a shame
to stay indoors when springtime first shows.
It would be too bad to be so sensible
when the scented wind celebrates the joy of love.
 
A long time ago, a great poet said
pick the roses of life right away.
If you wait, too bad for you—
one day you will regret it.
 
It would be too bad—yes, really a shame
to let life go by without trying to make the most of it.
And if your heart suddenly fills with joy
or if tears at times cloud your eyes—
above all—above all else, consider yourself lucky.
It is love awakening in you.
 
It would be too bad—yes, really a shame
not to take advantage of the little time given to you.
 
Get out of your cage and begin to love.
 
(Hurry up—hurry up)
(Hurry up—hurry up)
(Hurry up—hurry up)
 

Melody for My Love

Play, you who are a musician—
play only this one refrain.
Play it until the early morning
Play what pleases me.
 
Because do you see that this is the
melody for a love
that did not last forever
but that left nonetheless,
such a long time ago,
all its freshness
in the depths of my heart?
 
Because we were just two children
who loved each other very dearly
but who discovered life
like a new fruit
and still believed
in an island of treasures.
 
Play, you who are a musician—
play only this one refrain.
Play it until the early morning
Play what pleases me.
 
Because do you see that this is the
melody for two children
who did not understand at the time
that their love song
would remain with them until the end of time?
The melody of a great love—
play —
play.
 

You Were Destined for Me

Versions: #2
You were destined for me
from the start of time.
Your life was given to me
with love.
 
In finding you, my heart
recognized its joy.
The road to happiness
came through you.
 
Your body is made for mine—
your arms to hold me—
your mouth to kiss me
your hand to hold mine.
 
What matter the years
since I have my love.
You were destined for me
since the start of time.
 
You were destined for me
from the start of time.
The road to happiness
went through you.
 

That’s Amore

That’s amore—a stranger just passed by
and the earth stops turning just so that we can meet.
 
That’s amore—a trifle that transports you to heaven—
a glance, a thrill, or a kiss that changes the rain into sunshine.
 
You would like to sing a bohemian song—
pour vous, only you, solo per te.
 
That’s amore—cry for joy when he is there,
and think about dying when he leaves—since all time, love is like that.
 
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
 
And think about dying when he leaves—since all time, love is like that.
 
That's amore—wanting to die in order to forget
and to no longer think about him for two days—
after that, to start all over again.
 
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
 
That's amore
 
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
 
Amore.
 

The Joy of Loving

The joy of loving is to be a couple on this earth.
It is to watch the years go by—
slowly like the water of a river—
slowly like the hour hand on a steeple clock.
 
The joy of loving is to be a couple pleasing each other.
It is discovering the warmth of a kiss—
always the same, always the same—
always, always, without ever tiring of it.
 
It is to travel together towards a single future.
It is to grow old together amidst the same memories.
 
It is the joy of offering the best of oneself
in a love that blossoms day and night.
It is to keep safe in your heart—in your veins—
an entire lifetime, an entire lifetime.
 
It is to keep safe in your heart—in your veins—
an entire lifetime, an entire lifetime, an entire lifetime.
 

To Love You Madly

All around us, people are jealous.
They reproach me particularly for being enamored enough
to love you madly, my love, to love you madly night and day.
 
That is not nice but it does not bother me a bit.
I ignore what they say because I find it natural
to love you madly, my love, to love you madly night and day.
 
I think constantly that something might happen to me,
but my heart cannot change—it will always be truly content
to love you madly, my love, to love you madly night and day.
 
One day if you want, we can both of us leave—
to part while making fun of those who were angry to see us
madly in love with one another, my love, madly in love night and day.
 
Oh, how sweet life is when one is in love.
A trifle makes me happy, the sky is blue, and everything urges me
to love you madly, my love, to love you madly night and day.
 
But when you are absent, I still think of you
because I know you will return and there is no one in the world to stop me
from loving you madly, my love, from loving you madly night and day—
from loving you madly, my love, from loving you madly night and day.
 

As On Our First Day

As on our first day—and always, and always—
I recall the time, the lovely time
when under the cherry tree, with a stern heart, you spoke to me of love.
 
As on our first day—always, and always—
I see again the morning where fate laid down my path
in the palm of your hand—my most beautiful tomorrows.
 
My future, my ray of light—
it is you when you awake who sings my most beautiful song.
 
As on our first day—always, and always—
springtime blooms with your smile
and imparts to me the joy of feeling you as much as on our first day.
 
As on our first day—always, and always—
the two of us will be happy, happy—
on the same path to harvest tomorrows without end.
 
My future, my ray of light—
it is you when you awake who sings my most beautiful song.
 
As on our first day—always, and always—
bound together now until forever, our love will grow
ansd ww will be forever stronger than on our first day.
 

I Will Reach Out for You

As long as your heart beats for me,
as long as a breath of love remains in you
that I will find in the depths of you—
I will reach out for you.
 
As long as your eyes are filled with joy,
as long as your dreams are only of me—
that you think only of me—
I will reach out for you.
 
For a love without a tomorrow,
do not treat me as a mere pleasure.
You cannot change your destiny—
it is written into the future.
 
As long as my heart beats for you,
as long as a breath of life remains in me—
in order to hold you close to me—
I will reach out for you.
 
Drunk on your love, bewitched by you—
I will give more than my life for you —
more than my life to protect
this great love that makes us one.
 
As long as you create mornings
that, for me, will lead to days filled with sun—
that you will be able to be amazed
at your happiness that is my happiness.
 
Every day that God makes—
for as long as I will live—
with both my arms, I will reach out—
I will reach out for you.
 

Salma Ya Salama

He came from Semara, deep down in the Sahara
He dreamt of paradise
Of shady lanes, of flowers in the rain
When he left his town
And he believed to find all that
 
(Chorus)
Salma ya salama, where is the luck, ya salama?
Salma ya salama, I will come back, bes salama
 
He went walking on, hope was his companion
Until he saw the miracle:
Big wealth, ramparts and the waves of the sea,
Everything within reach
It was a lust to live
 
Chorus
 
The Fata Morgana, the mirror image of his dreams,
Dissolved into thin air, only sand and desert remained
And he went on searching, found the source of freedom
Which was his future on all his path
 

It's Not My Home

A few months ago, I would have never said
But the memories then, they told me to go
I returned here, out of town
I did not want to, but I am here
This walkway, I know it already
This house, I know it already
It lived here, the happiness
We stayed here long ago
 
But since you left
This is not, it's not my home
Since you did not come back anymore
I left just like you did
 
But if one day you reconsider
And your memories, they'll tell you to go*
Do not look for happiness here
It left, a long time ago
You will not find roses in the garden
You will not find fire in the chimney
Everything is closed here, since forever
And the dust, you'll tell yourself
 
That since you left
This is not, it's not my home
Since you did not love me anymore
I left just like you did
And since you left
This is not, it's not my home
Since you did not love me anymore
I left just
Like you did
That since you left
This is not, it's not my home
Since you did not love me anymore
I left just like you did
And since you left
This is not...
 

The Common Words

The most common words that seem worthless
They always have their greatness because they are also love
The 'bye-bye', 'arrivederci', the 'bonsoir' etcetera
The 'how are you', the 'see you later', are actually love
'Goodbye', the 'thanks a lot', are love without declaring
To the people that we will not see anymore
 
The most common words that seem worthless
They always have their greatness because they are also love
The shopkeeper on the corner always with his good humor
Make your 'good morning' a confession of love
Many times it is discussed but without going over
And it ends well chatting at any bar
 
The most common words that seem worthless
They have their greatness always because they are also love
When I say 'I hate you', you 'ask for forgiveness'
Because every feeling leads to love
 
The most common and simplest words to say
They are life and the reason to continue on
 
La la la la la la ...
 
'Goodbye', the 'thank you very much' are undeclared love
To the people that we will not see anymore
 
The most common words that seem worthless
They always have their greatness because they are also of love
La la la la la la ...
 

Dalida

Versions: #2
We'll go wherever hunger leads us
We'll write our own story
She told me:' It's not just because buzzin
That I love you, yeah I love you!''
Words, nothing but words!
My only boss, is my mother
They thought that I was dead, they were like ''Good riddance!''
Thankfully God is the one who gives or else they wouldn't leave a thing for us
So, I left my village, I dreamed of a less miserable life.
I left my village to stop hearing them telling me that:
 
No one will give you any help, you're already dead anyways.
You'll spend your whole life struggling and your nightmares will replace your dreams
No one will give you any help, you're already dead anyways.
You'll spend your whole life struggling and your nightmares will replace your dreams
 
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
 
Hey, hey, hey
Na, nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Ho nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Ho nanani, nanana
 
They pretend to like me (yeah)
I don't pretend, I hate them
I remember how they would turn their backs on me because I was poor like daddy
They give more money to those who have, take away from those who don't have any
They add water to the ocean, go figure
And if you're dying of thirst, they abandon you
If you want to live a beautiful life, put make-up on it yourself
We want the world, we'll take it, Salam!
A dreamer among many others and my brothers are millions
Our dreams will live, do not listen to those who say that :
 
No one will give you any help, you're already dead anyways
You'll spend your whole life struggling and your nightmares will replace your dreams
No one will give you any help, you're already dead anyways
You'll spend your whole life struggling and your nightmares will replace your dreams
 
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
 
Hey, hey, hey
Na, nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Ho nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Ho nanani, nanana
 
I'm becoming a legend, why does it surprise you?
The jealous ones are hating, A legend, mashallah!
I'm becoming a legend, why does it surprise you?
The jealous ones are hating, A legend, mashallah!
 
Hey, hey, hey
Na, nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Ho nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Nanani, nanana
Ho nanani, nanana
 
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
Words, words, words(words)
 

You Have To Dance Reggae

Lost on an island
Far away from the big city
What heat
Lying on a beach
Of fine sand and white salt
Under the sun
 
The music takes me and I think I'm there
in a happy and tropical corner.
 
You have to dance Reggae,
dream, sing, drink until dawn
You have to dance Reggae,
Covering your skin with paper flowers
You have to dance Reggae,
Even if you do not know, come, I'll show you
You have to dance Reggae,
because I met you, because I fell in love.
 
Time is all ours,
The wind brings happiness
To your love, to my love
The moon smiles at us
With a face of complicity
Heart (my love)
 

Let Me Dance

Monday, Tuesday
Day after day life slips away
Monday it's just another morning
Tuesday I only feel like living
Dancing along with every song
 
I know how to live with love and dances
I know how to live eternal romances
I know how to live with something divine
That brightens the penalties and avoids problems
 
I know how to live with love and smiles
I know how to live without pause and without hurry
I know how to live looking at some eyes
Shining beautifully for love
 
Let me dance, let me
Let me dance and sing in freedom
Here I am
Let me dance, let me
Realize my dreams at last.
 
Monday it's just another morning
Tuesday I only feel like living
Dancing along with every song
 
I know how to live with love and risks,
If not, I hate my life
I know how to live continuous idylls
And always be free, what a great balance
 
I know how to live with love and laughter
I know how to live without pause and without hurry
I know how to live looking at some eyes
Glowing beautiful for love
 
Let me dance, let me
Let me dance and sing in freedom
Here I am
Let me dance (Monday), let me (Tuesday)
Realize my dreams at last
 
Monday it's just another morning
Tuesday I only feel like living
Dancing along with every song
 
Day after day life slips away
 
Let me dance, let me
Let me dance and sing in freedom
Here I am
Let me dance (Monday), let me (Tuesday)
Realize my dreams at last
 
Monday, Tuesday
Day after day life slips away
Monday it's just another morning
Tuesday I only feel like living
Day after day life slips and brings new day
 

One evening you don't forget

In a street set ablaze by the sun,
I was fifteen and dreamt of cinema.
It smelt of jasmine, chili and honey.
Paris seemed so far away, yet I already thought of it.
 
My father rehearsed 'Parsifal' on its violin,
Mom sang along, slightly out of tune.
In a corner my younger brother called me his star.
When he said that I could hear your cheering.
 
And then one evening, I saw my name shining,
six blazing neon letters burning my heart,
and I knew this evening that I had been right
to remain honest1 and trust you.
 
A music hall haunted by Garland2's voice,
a few friends who came to root for me,
and a lump in my throat facing this no man's land.
It's not much, and yet it means a lot when you're terrified3
 
And then I step on the stage, the same old black hole,
my dress that suddenly gets in my way.
I don't need memory to tell you this story,
some memories you just can't forget.
 
Can you imagine? One evening, I saw my name shine,
New York like a bazing fire,
my heart of neon.
And I knew this evening that I had been right
to remain honest and trust you.
 
Even if I'm moved when, far away from here,
I hear people humming my tunes,
it's when you holler as I sing 'Gigi'
that I can at last say to myself: 'I'm home'.
 
And though life sometimes takes me away from you,
from journey to journey, from tours to galas,
I can confess that, for more than twenty years know,
each time we meet I feel deep inside that
it's the first hope, the very first evening.
It's the first time.
yes, it's the first time...
 

• 1. 'never to cheat'
• 2. I don't really know who she refers to. Judy Garland? Red Garland?
• 3. 'made of fear'

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Casatchok

If you want to go in the steppe
You should look for Casatchok
This is the namd of a little cossack
Who'll teach everyone his dance
Run, run to the little cossack
Dance dance with Casatchok
 
Refrain:
Casatchok is the dance of the steppe
Dance dance and the cold will go away
Casatchok the winter passes quickly
Like vodka will inflame your nights.
 
You won't be loved by anyone
if you can't dance Casatchok
As you dance in the heart of the steppe
Your heart will speed up
An orchestra of thousands of balalaikas
Will take it through the night
 
Ref.
 
Lalalala lalalala...
 
You won't be loved by anyone
if you can't dance Casatchok
As you dance in the heart of the steppe
Your heart will speed up
An orchestra of thousands of balalaikas
Will take it through the night
 
Ref.
 
Lalalala lalalala...
 

I love to love

I love to love and I wouldn't like
Living without you
Love is like a dream
It comes and it's already gone
After the brighter sky
The darkness will come again
 
On the blue paths
Of our sky
The time hasn't come yet
To tell us goodbye again
 
I love life and I would never like
To break away from it
Life is like a dream
It comes and it's already gone
After the brighter sky
The darkness will come again
 
On the blue paths
Of our sky
The time hasn't come yet
To tell us goodbye again
To tell us goodbye again
Goodbye!
 

You're only another man

I wouldn't die for it, my dear love
'Cause at the end it is true that there is no better thing
Than a night of love, without talking too much
And if you wanna please me, no, don't talk me about love.
 
You're only another man, You're only another man,
You're only another man, You're only another man.
 
Haven''t you ever asked yourself, my love
If me too I need a true love,
Without the false modesty that you have in your heart?
 
The white image of a woman
Living an unique love
Doesn't make me get mad of joy
The sad image of a man
Looking for a devoted woman
To tell to his silly pride
'You feel a greater man'
With no regret you only make me say:
 
You're only another man, You're only another man,
You're only another man, You're only another man.
 
The white image of a woman
Living an unique love
Doesn't make me get mad of joy
The sad image of a man
Looking for a devoted woman
To tell to his silly pride
'You feel a greater man'
With no regret you only make me say:
 
You're only another man, You're only another man,
You're only another man, You're only another man...