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The fatality of things

The sky was the color of the Arctic Ocean
cauliflower shaped clouds decorating the space
I open the windows and a cat comes out to meow at the birds
I grab a cloud for the cream that I'm making
lacks flavor
 
The book that I gave myself is getting long
I leave it and I start cleaning the bathroom mirror
and I clean everything, and leave the house like a palace
and it suits me, because at least I don't think so much
about my future
 
The security forces protecting the State
have forgotten to watch over the lovers
who wander homeless from their homes to work
and scare children and the elderly with their glances
Where will they arrive?
 
The sky was the color of the Arctic Ocean
cauliflower shaped clouds decorating the space
I open the windows and a cat comes out to meow at the birds
I grab a cloud for the cream that I'm making
You are coming for dinner
 
I don't know if you have noticed it
but it costs me so much
to pretend that it doesn't happen
that which is happening to me
it may just be
countercultural
but I feel that it is more serious
I feel that nothing is worth anything to me
that everything is going to be fatal for me
because of my mentality
 

Yeah! Super holidays

Yeah! Super holidays
Hopes of a happy summer
Yeah! Super summertime
I wanna fall in love happily
 
I get advantage to the age
Opening a fashion magazine
Incredible, incredible, incredible
Incredible, a swimsuit
Incredible, incredible, incredible
Incredible, on fashion
 
When all the girls compete
They don't give up before their rivals
Incredible, incredible, incredible
Incredible, passionate
Incredible, incredible, incredible
Incredible, battle
 
Sometimes, from time to time
I get sentimental
But I do something or other
Me at dreams dot dot slash
 
Yeah! Super holidays
Hopes of a happy summer
Yeah! Super summertime
I wanna fall in love happily
 
Yeah! Super holidays
Swelling up of bravery
Yeah! Super summertime
I want to help
A new myself
Fall in love happily
 
Don't lose the focus
Of an unexpected meeting anywhere
Incredible, incredible, incredible
Incredible, motivation
Incredible, incredible, incredible
Incredible, season
 
I'm really anxious
Can I do it?
But I have to do something or other
Palpi at tation dot dot slash
 
Yeah! Super holidays
Hopes of a happy summer
Yeah! Super summertime
I wanna fall in love
 
Yeah! Super holidays
Hopes of a happy summer
Yeah! Super summertime
I wanna fall in love hard
Yeah! Super holidays
Swelling up of bravery
Yeah! Super summertime
I want to help
A new myself
Fall in love happily
 

Let's Get Back to Reality!

[Intro]
Let's try to stop and think about Brazilian television
How people saw nights and nights in that function
For a little thinking, if you can imagine, oh
 
[Verse 1]
Today the cup of coffee on the bedside table gets cold, just like your emotions
The window is open, I can't even remember what day is today
Bad weather, no forecast
No peace! Your dreams are dead on the sheets
Voiceless, actionless, your hopeful reasons sleep alone: Pim plim!
TV tests fidelity, invests in a false freedom, freezes you and closes the image
Brings distorted messages of parties and futilities
But they'll never expose who cries, behind the leftover makeup, nigga
The alarm rings, big-brother, 1-9-8-4!
It's all lock up, it's all your room, it's all your sitting time, it's all your drag
Your work sitting there, serving them without seeing any sense
Homeless, his condition, in the studio and he doesn't see the enemy's intention
Santa Claus dresses red and brings you coke
Seals you in the packaging of pure interest and exchange
You can't get out but you don't even notice anymore
That the world is made of plastic and there are those who pretend not to see what suffocates us, brotha!
 
Let nothing fool you, do like this show here pal
Setting the example of preserving freedom of expression
 
[Verse 2]
They want to force us to love what we can't have
And make you fall in love with something that's not you
To the point where you believe wearing a Nike is winning?
There comes a moment when
You face the mirror and can no longer see yourself
Where is your soul? Where is your faith, brotha?
Where are your principles, your true feelings
Where's the woman, where's the love, where is it, what happened? Where are your friends?
You sucker are doing anything for money
In the illusion of being happy, the guy accepts what they say
It's what the devil wanted and the guardian angel no longer interferes
They gave up the root, several brothers kill each other in series
They claim, 'we're just giving the people what they want.'
Every time the ego inflate, and you feel you're on the top of the fucking world
Don't forget that power has nothing to do with feeling
They study your feelings, they explore your emotion
If they know what you're feeling, they can predict your reaction
 
[End]
Let's get back to reality...
There's always a reflective moment in life
The speed of information sometimes makes
The resolution and reflection get slower
Let's try to keep up with the speed of information but with time to think about what information they're throwing at you
Moment of reflection is as important as learning
Let's learn to learn let's take the music
Let's take the culture to all the brothers and sisters of all over Brazil!
Let's go back to the wider reality, family!
 

Coincidence

I know you felt it too
That way of moving
Makes me want to meet you
I would like to explore you
 
I know you're the type of woman
That brings danger on your skin
Always without fear of losing
I would like to explore
 
I have been causing a headache
I'm already falling in love that doesn't stress me
And I come looking at that
That pair of lips I kiss
I'm losing my sanity as she approaches me
 
This is no coincidence (x4)
 
If you only left me a moment connected to give us love
And laugh from reality
Chemistry speaks to us, what you like most is your attitude
 
If only
We meet at night
You were looking for nothing serious
An adventure, hurricane
I'm in doubt
 
Dealing head damage
I'm already falling in love that doesn't stress me
And I come looking at that
That pair of lips I kiss
I'm losing my sanity as she approaches me
 
This is no coincidence (x4)
 
You know a lot about me
Tell me what if
We will be
We will be alone
 
This is no coincidence
 

But There's An Accordion

I know the world is a question,
I know that war is a man-made invention,
and that the earth rolls like a ball
beneath men with their ambition filled hearts.
 
I know the world is purely fiction,
I know that the sky is part of the horizon,
whether our hopes are pink or blue,
I see that the earth is red with passion.
 
But there's an accordion
and the accordion plays well,
when the accordion plays,
it reminds me of France and it plays swell.
 
But there's an accordion
and the accordion plays well,
when the accordion plays,
it reminds me of France.
 
I know that love has strange paths,
the heart's cries has its sorrows too,
and it turns, turns the wheel of destiny,
happiness always seems to come tomorrow.
 
But there's an accordion
and the accordion plays well,
when the accordion plays,
it reminds me of France and it plays swell.
 
But there's an accordion
and the accordion plays well,
when the accordion plays,
it reminds me of France.
 
An old pub and the smell of chips,
a cup of wine, come, I invite you
to forget and to flee
from your problems, its sorrows and consequences.
 
And there's an accordion
and the accordion plays well,
when the accordion plays,
it reminds me of France and it plays swell.
 
And there's an accordion
and the accordion plays well,
when the accordion plays,
it reminds me of France.
 

If France

If France married herself
If one day she finally said to herself 'I love you'
She would invent the dance
Who would marry the world
If France was kissed one day, who knows?
 
For the rose and the lilacs in harmony
The left and right hand finally united
The blueberries by the Lily of the Valley
This bouquet is young and gay
Which marries all the colours
Among the flowers
 
We must learn to live together
In need or in kisses
With your neighbours, your cousins, your in-laws
Your adopted children, opposite
 
You, the eternal virgin mother
Who would like to sleep with all the Earth
What eternal oaths
With honeymoons
To end in a headbutt after the party
 
Poor Joan1, Lorraine2, and Henry IV3
Vercingetorix4 by whom were you defeated?
Where are the friends hiding?
It's Bartholomew the Apostle5,
And France, clearly beheaded
 
Woman who turns your arms against you
At the heart of the neighborhood fights
Sometimes all you have left is your tears
To refind your friendship
 
If France married herself
If one day she finally said to herself 'I love you'
She would invent the dance
Who would marry the world
If France was kissed one day, who knows?
 

• 1. Joan of Arc
• 2. The region of France which has been through many wars and was annexed to Germany for a long time
• 3. French king who brought prosperity to Paris and was often regarded as an ideal monarch
• 4. king and chieftain of the Arverni tribe who united the Gauls in a revolt against Roman forces
• 5. famous for being decapitated

Gigi the Lover

Here comes Gigi the lover
Who lights our hearts on fire, eyes like velvet that give love
Gigi the lover, who moves us all
Who seduces us to think of sin
A great party started whenever he began
Zazà, Luna Caprese, O sole mio1
 
Gigi Giuseppe
But everyone called him Gigi the lover
The women were crazy for him, all of them
The baker's wife, who closed the shop every Tuesday, and
The notary's wife, a saint, who had never cheated on her husband before,
And the colonel's widow, who no longer wore the veil because he didn't like black
All of them, I tell you
Even me, until one day
 
From far away across the pond came a Miss, who was rich and asked him
Come to Hollywood with me
Over there you'll be a star
Like Caruso was, so she said with fiery passion
And he fell for it and left us all alone
Our hearts broke when it was time to part
And yet we happily believed that his star would rise now
Gigi conquered America
The whole village sang along as he walked to the station
 
Here comes Gigi the lover
Who lights our hearts on fire, eyes like velvet that give love
Gigi the lover
Who moves us all, who seduces us to think of sin
And in front of the crowd he sang once more
Zazà, Luna Caprese, O sole mio
 
Many years he has been gone without word
No news is good news, as the saying goes
We missed him a lot and it was so hard
Until we understood that he is gone
But often at night, when it's quiet
When our instruments have fallen silent
A hush goes through the room, like a sigh in a dream
And his voice is suddenly near
 
Who lights our hearts on fire, eyes like velvet that give love
Gigi
Gigi?
Is that you there in the dark?
I guess it didn't work out over there, eh?
So what! What do Americans know anything about apart from rock and twist
But Gigi, maybe you wanted Gigi l'Americano
Instead you are Giuseppe Fabrizio Luca Santini, you are Neapolitan
Can you hear it?
Can you hear them, Gigi?
Don't leave anymore
It's your audience
Sing
Sing, Gigi, sing, sing for them, sing for me
Bravo, sing, Gigi, Bravo, sing, sing
Carmela, Carmela, Carmela, have you heard that Gigi has arrived
Cesarina, Cesarina, come here, Gigi has arrived from Hollywood
But if I tell you that he's arrived, won't you come
Boy, boy, boy, run, tell uncle Gennaro
That uncle Gigi has arrived from America
 
Who lights our hearts on fire, eyes like velvet that give love
Gigi the lover, who moves us all
Who seduces us to think of sin
A great party started whenever he began
Zazà, Luna Caprese, O sole mio
Here comes Gigi the lover
 

• 1. These are three popular Italian songs.

Travel without baggage

Travel without baggage
Like a bird in the sun
Faces, places
All yesterday's news
 
Travel without baggage
Like a bird in the sun
The joy of a beating heart
Doesn't get carried away
Leave your words of love
For those who do not love
 
Everywhere, there's a bed
A table and a roof
A beach and a woodland
Especially for you
 
Your friends, your neighbours
Are found in every neighbourhood
As soon as one friendship dies
Another one is born
 
Travel without baggage
With love as your passport
Unclouded vision
The peaceful heart of a sleeping child
 
Travel without baggage
With love as your passport
Erase the night before in the morning's mirror
Leave your tears
for those who feel no pain
 
Men are birds
Who make their own cage
Which they only leave
To make their final journey
 
But those who still dream
Those who believe that it's a good day
Travel without baggage
On the most beautiful boat
 
Travel without baggage
If you want to come with me
We will travel together
Baring our hearts
Not knowing where we're headed
 
Travel without baggage
Like a bird in the sun
Even a first love
Doesn't get carried away
Leave your suitcases
For those who do not travel
 
Even a first love
Doesn't get carried away
Leave your suitcases
For those who do not travel
 

I sing amore

I sing amore
To tell you I love you
Oh, ti amo, ti amo my dear
Tell me, will you be forever mine
 
I sing amore
I want your heart, solo per me
oh, ti amo, ti amo my dear
come and let's be happy
 
No, I don't sing Catharine
or Torna a Surriento
I sing the melody
solo per te.
 
I sing amore
and you do know what I mean
and you know it, Al listens to everyone
that's why I sing for you.
 
La, la...
 
Oh, ti amo, ti amo, my dear
telle me, will you be forever mine
I sing amore.
 
and you do know what I mean
and you know it, Al listens to everyone
that's why I sing for you.
 
La, la... I sing amore
la, la... amore.
 

Talk to me about love

Talk to me about love
With phrases of sweet tenderness
Talk to me about love
With phrases of passionate madness
 
Tell me with fervor
Those words I expect
'I love you'
 
I know full well that if you offer me an Eden
With that voice that caresses me and promise me
The pleasures of idyllic home warmth
The peace of eternal well being
 
That all this are lies
But today I want you to say them
 
Talk to me about love
With phrases of sweet tenderness
Talk to me about love
With phrases of passionate madness
 
Tell me with fervor
Those words I expect
'I love you'
 
I know full well that if you offer me an Eden
With that voice that caresses me and promise me
The pleasures of idyllic home warmth
The peace of eternal well being
 
That all this are lies
But today I want you to say them
 
Talk to me about love
With phrases of sweet tenderness
Talk to me about love
With phrases of passionate madness
 
Tell me with fervor
Those words I expect
'I love you'
 

don't play with my heart

Don't play with my heart
Because if it ever breaks,
From my pain and sorrow,
It'll only break because of you
 
Don't play with my heart
But be true with it,
In that way we,
Can be happy my love
 
My heart is capable of more
Than you'd ever expect it to be,
It always shouts,
I love you so much
 
Don't play with my heart
Because if it ever breaks,
From my pain and sorrow,
It'll only break because of you
 
Don't play with my heart
But be true with it,
In that way we,
Can be happy my love
 
My heart is capable of more
Than you'd ever expect it to be,
It always shouts,
I love you so much
 
Don't play with my heart
It asks to be loved,
It betters my heart,
The love of your eminence
 
It only makes sense*,
To me
 

My Girlfriend Is A Raver

[Intro]
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!
Lida, Lida, DJ S3RL, uh
 
[Verse 1]
And I hold my babes hand
When she piss on the wall
Then I take my guitar
And load the songs of Maybe Baby
And she sometimes jokingly
Can just hit me to the face
My girl it's gun and bomb (Bang)
And I don't need another
 
[Bridge 1]
Hey, you, suck my dick
I'm a crazy russian kid
Uh, uh, London bitch, your pussy my lovely squid
Her hand in my pants embarrasses everyone around
But us is fantastically don't give a fuck
We are long gone crazy
She's naked on the street dancing shuffle dance
I turn on the 'Boichik' song and arrange flex
And then in the empty dilapidated house, slightly embarrassed
We are neo-romantics – we taking a black pills
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, good
Very good, yeah
Wow, speeds up okay
 
[Chorus]
My girlfriend is a rave dancer
She spits right in my face
And then she screams with me (What, what?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!'
She is raver-anarchist
She's definitely the best from girls
And she screams with me (What, what?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!'
 
[Verse 2]
And when we're in torn, dirty jeans
Beside the dilapidated house
Kissed with the homeless under the trips
Came up to us the guy is very modest
And asked: 'What is the point of this
Aimlessly ignore the foundations?'
Refusing to self-development, –
Said I, smiling in pain
 
[Bridge 2]
My best friend yesterday was found near pipes
Under the iron quiet hatch rats eating up of his corpse
And I'm not surprised, we all once will leave, like this
So why we are waiting for, since, in the fact, we do not live
There is a own way out for everyone: someone smokes, someone drinks
Someone rejection of social networks, someone holding spoon over the flame
And my friend lay and rotted, but with smile on his face
Caramel rain was dripped of echo on the whole rusty workshop
 
[Interlude]
And you tell us about asociality, you're crazy
And if you're crazy, then let's go with us!
Then let's go with us...
 
[Pre-Chorus]
My girlfriend is a rave dancer
She spits right in my face
And she screams with me
What?
 
[Chorus]
My girlfriend is a rave dancer
She spits right in my face
And then she screams with me (What?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!'
She is raver-anarchist
She's definitely the best from girls
And she screams with me (What, what?)
'Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!'
 
[Outro]
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi!
Hoi-hoi-hoi, punks, hoi-hoi-hoi!
 

If I Had Millions

If I had millions,
tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, boom,
all day long in bidi, bidi, boom,
ah, if I were made of gold.
 
I would not work much,
tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, boom,
if I had some mini-millions—
tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, bon.
 
I would build a house in the middle of the city,
very high with countless rooms,
with a tile roof and real parquet wood floors.
One staircase meant for going up,
another meant for going down,
and a third again
just to augment the décor.
 
I would find myself there
very comfortable as a wealthy woman,
trying to raise her status,
rising and climbing in theory by the weight of my jewels.
Tasting the cuisine, supervising everything,
scolding the maids,
and proud as a peacock running the house,
beating my own drum.
 
If I had millions,
tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, boom,
all day long in bidi, bidi, boom,
ah, if I were made of gold.
 
I would not work much,
tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, tire, boom.
Mighty God, you who are eternal,
you might make a small effort on my behalf.
What would it change in the heights of Heaven
if I were finally made of gold?
 

If You Phone Me

If you phone me, be careful
that it is not my mother who picks up the phone.
You would have to explain who you are,
what you do, and how long have we known each other.
 
If you phone me, take care, darling.
If unfortunately my father is here, I would be in big trouble.
I would have to explain to him on the spot your feelings
and the social standing of your parents.
 
What could any of this do to them?
All of this does not concern them at all.
If I love you, that's nobody's business but my own.
Oh, oh, honey, that's why
 
if you phone me, try to pick
the day when my parents decide to go out
because, if they were right by my side, understand me,
I could not tell you that I am completely crazy for you.
 
~~~~~
 
What could any of this do to them?
All of this does not concern them at all.
If I love you, that's nobody's business but my own.
Oh, oh, honey, that's why
 
if you phone me, try to pick
the day when my parents decide to go out.
I will tell you—oh yes, it's true—come over and do not delay a second.
Tonight, I want to love you up close.
Tonight, I want to dream next to you.
Tonight, I want to hold you in my arms.
Tonight, I want to cry out for joy.
 

Sun of a New World

Sun of a new world, you have just entered into my life.
Sun, you emerge from the shadows and me, from a long night.
Sun, it's your victory over the clouds that make rain.
You changed tears into millions of pieces of confetti.
 
Sound the bugles, beat the drums,
the joy needs to be spread.
Sound the bugles, beat the drums,
joy has finally returned.
I left everything to go away
and search for the sun in the world.
When I return to my house,
I have the sun for a companion.
 
Sun of a new world, everything starts over today.
On your walk around the ramparts, it's love that you spread.
On the walls of my room, the picture of my friends
speaks to me about a world that will be just one big country.
 
Sound the bugles, beat the drums,
the joy needs to be spread.
Sound the bugles, beat the drums,
joy has finally returned.
Sound the bugles, beat the drums,
the sun brings with it good luck.
Sound the bugles, beat the drums,
at the dawn of this new day.
 
Sun of a new world, you have just entered into my life.
Sun, you emerge from the shadows and me, from a long night.
Sun, it's your victory over the clouds that make rain.
You changed tears into millions of pieces of confetti.
 
Sun of a new world, you have just entered into my life.
Sun, you emerge from the shadows and me, from a long night.
Sun.
 

Her Great Love

My best friend—that's the way it goes—
told me last night that she came to see me
to tell me that she finally has fallen in love.
She told me the name of her great love.
 
She spoke to me and I listened carefully to her.
She said she was very much loved by him—
that they were in love madly and hopelessly.
She told me the name of her great love.
 
For my part, I had tears in my eyes when she spoke.
She left me by saying adieu
and I still hear the words that she said to me,
but I can only cry for her.
 
Because the other day, that gentleman,
I was the one in his arms.
He swore to me that I was his only love.
I knew the name of her great love.
 
For my part, I had tears in my eyes when she spoke.
She left me by saying adieu
and I still hear the words that she said to me,
but I can only cry for her.
 
Because the other day, in his arms,
he swore to me a hundred times, that gentleman,
that I was his only love.
I knew the name of her great love—
and it was the same one who said to me 'I love you' —
and it was the same one who said to me 'I love you' —
and it was the same one who said to me 'I love you'...
 

Red Walking Boots

Watch out, things don't always go as you expect.
You cannot do whatever you desire with me.
You have finished off the mess that you wanted.
Don't believe that you can always forgive yourself.
 
The red walking boots that you liked a bit—-
I will put them on but only to walk away from you.
 
Yeah!
 
I am not like all of the others.
You're got it wrong, you know, and sooner or later you will see.
Don't come through on your promises—oh, no.
Laugh now and then one day you will cry.
 
The red walking boots that you liked a bit—-
I will put them on but only to walk away from you.
 
In matters of love, you should never just fool around.
Maybe you thought that I would never leave—hah!
I've already thought it through and decided—yes!
What a day—everything is over.
 
The red walking boots that you liked a bit—-
I will put them on but only to walk away from you.
 
Red walking boots, it's time to start walking.
 

You My Love

You my love, my love, if you listen to me—
see, my heart is close to you.
Yes, my love, my love,
do not doubt that I forget you in spite of myself.
 
You are always too far from the ones you love,
always too far from their love.
 
You my love, my love,
those words that I love—yes, I write them for you.
You my love, my friend,
do not suffer further—soon I will be near you.
 
You are always too far from the ones you love,
always too far from their love.
 
How my love, my love,
my tears flow—no, not a soul sees them.
Yes, my love, my love,
I see the emptiness if your heart did not wait.
 
You are always too far from the ones you love,
always too far from their love.
 
You are always too far from the ones you love.
Tonight, I am frightened for our love.
 

The Timid Serenade

Timid is my serenade.
Timid is this great love
that stolls in my heart,
but I dare not, I dare not, I dare not.
 
I dare not speak to him
about the love he makes me feel.
I would like to smile at him
but I dare not, I dare not, I dare not.
 
You, madam, the moon, who are my friend,
send out a plea about my misfortune
and tell him and tell him for me
that I love him, that I love him, that I love him.
 
But that I no longer have the courage
when I see him in front of me.
I know that is just too bad
but I dare not, I dare not, I dare not.
 
You who watch like a sweet street light
over the loves and the joys on earth,
ensure for me that he will listen to my voice
that without you, without you, he will never hear.
 
Timid is my serenade.
Timid is this great love
that stolls in my heart,
but I dare not, I dare not, I dare not.
 
I never dare speak to him
about the love he makes me feel.
I would like to smile at him
but I dare not, I dare not, I dare not.
 
You, madam, the moon, who are my friend,
send out a plea about my misfortune
and tell him and tell him for me
that I love him, that I love him, that I love him.
 
But that I no longer have the courage
when I see him in front of me.
I know that is just too bad
but I dare not, I dare not, I dare not.
 
Tell him, tell him
about the love he makes me feel.
 

You, Forgive Me

You, forgive me, I am no longer as I was.
I have changed, you know, since we parted ways.
I wanted to enjoy life so much that I had forgotten how much I loved you.
Tonight, forgive me, make me forget all that.
If you knew how afraid I was to return,
I beg you to say nothing—keep me.
I need you so much.
I need you so much.
 
By touching your lips to my eyes, you will dry my tears.
Then you will take my hand and we will go very far away
towards a world full of joys to which you will lead me.
 
You, forgive me—me, I do not forgive myself.
I cried so much, you know, over all the harm I did to you.
There were even some nights, some days,
when I thought I was dying without your love.
Tonight, forgive me—forget about all this.
 
If you knew how afraid I was to return,
I beg you above all kiss me.
Please keep me.
Please keep me.
 
By touching your lips to my eyes, you will dry my tears.
Then you will take my hand and just like before
towards a world full of joys, you will lead me.
Yes, you will lead me away, you will lead me away.
Yes, you will lead me away, you will lead me away.
Yes, you will lead me away, you will lead me away.
 

A Tender Love

I long to have again your tender love.
I long to have again your tender love.
When you are so far away from me, I implore you not to forget me.
Nothing is sweeter to my heart than awaiting your return.
 
I long to have again your tender love.
I long to have again your tender love.
Keep me for a long, long time—
for an entire lifetime, oh, I beg you.
I long to have again your tender love.
 
~~~~~
 
Keep me for a long, long time—
for an entire lifetime, oh, I beg you.
 
Nothing is sweeter to my heart than a tender love.
Oh come back to me, I beg you.
(I long to have again your tender love.)
Oh come back to me, I beg you.
(I long to have again your tender love.)
Oh come back to me, I beg you.
(I long to have again your tender love.)
Oh come back to me, I beg you ....
 

Pull the Needle

Pull, pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
Tomorrow you will be wed, my friend.
Pull, pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
Your dress must be ready on time.
 
Under your fingers are born flowers
made of diamond sequins.
The tiara of lucky orange blossoms
is in the hands of your mother.
 
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
 
Your room is covered with small pieces of silk.
The cat on the carpet loves playing with them.
Near the flickering fire, the armchair sways
and rocks your sleeping father.
 
Your mother, without saying a word,
has just folded up your dress.
Your dad will know tomorrow, after the reception,
that the cost of a marriage is a lot of trouble.
 
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my friend.
 
The light of the lamp smokes and wavers.
Your eyes are covered with a lace veil.
Do let yourself get tired out, my friend,
tomorrow, you must be beautiful.
 
And when the organ plays,
when you finally take his arm,
let millions of stars in the thread of time
sow your path of happiness.
 
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
 
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai.
Pull, pull the needle, my daughter.
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai ....
 

You Do Not Have Very Good Character

You do not have very good character.
In the end, what can be done about it?
I love you with all your faults.
You nonetheless have some big ones.
 
Over nothing at all, you go into rages
that irritate and exasperate me.
But you have temper tantrums also
that press me to excuse you.
 
I have always dreamed of an angel,
but you truly changed that.
And just when I'm ready to damn you,
you claim that I could do worse.
So I end up with nothing more—nothing at all to say.
 
You do not have very good character.
In the end, what can be done about it?
Now I am resigned to it—
you can calmly break everything.
 
I have to put up with your little quirks
or suffer the worst injustices.
Nevertheless, it's more powerful than me.
I'm bored when you're not here.
 
When at times you make too much of a racket,
I become the laughingstock of the neighborhood.
Instead of saying hello to me when I approach,
all of our neighbors sneer in silence.
Ha! Ha! That's funny when you think about it.
 
You do not have very good character.
In the end, what can be done about it?
Now I'm used to it and I can put up with you,
and, besides, when I feel distraught,
I remember what consoles me:
with this character,
small flowers do not resist you
 
In any case, when it comes to me, I stay because I love you.
 

You Did Not Deserve

You did not deserve how I wronged you
but I want you to feel sorrow no longer,
and I would like you to return.
 
I cannot explain what happened.
No, I did not blame you
and your love was sincere.
 
I must forgive myself because I still love you.
Tonight, I realize that it was me who caused all the harm.
 
Our love obviously deserved much better—
so let's forget everything that separates us
and start over our love story.
 
~~~~~
 
I must forgive myself because I still love you.
Tonight, I realize that it was me who caused all the harm.
 
Our love obviously deserved much better—
so let's forget everything that separates us
and start over our love story—
when I awaken,
love...
 

You Can Take Him

You can take him without further delay.
I have to realize that he no longer loves me.
It's all my fault—yes, it's my fault-—
if to someone else, I lost him.
 
I suspect him, I question him,
I forgive him but to no avail.
I stare at his face—
I see the reflection of my decline.
 
You can take him without further delay.
I have to grasp that that's how it goes.
To turn the page, I foresee that,
after all the raging, it's all over.
 
But make him understand that, along with my anguish,
I love him—nothing is stronger.
If he wants to teach me not to wait for him,
if waiting is required, I'm still waiting.
 
I must have told you a thousand idiocies,
a thousand inanities—forget all of that.
Let him understand me and let him return.
Oh, let him take me into his arms.
 
I must have told you a thousand idiocies,
a thousand inanities—forget all of that.
Let him understand me and let him return.
Oh, let him take me into his arms.
 
Let him understand me and let him return.
Oh, let him take me into his arms.
 

You Do Not Know

My love, whom I love so much,
you do not know—
you do not know that my happiness
it is to wait at every moment
for a single gesture, for one word from you
meant only for me.
 
When your hand brushes my skin,
you do not know—
you do not know that deep inside of me,
my heart beats and beats
and I still tingle and tremble.
All that, you do not know.
 
It's my secret
but if you want,
I will share it with you
in order to keep it
like a treasure between us.
 
Because the love I have for you,
you do not know—
you do not know
that it is so great
that nothing ever could
feel it for just a single moment.
All that, you do not know.
 
It's my secret
but if you want,
I will share it with you
in order to keep it
like a treasure between us.
 
Because the love I have for you,
you do not know—
you do not know
that it is so great
that nothing ever could
feel it for just a single moment.
All that, you do not know.
 

A Child

A child perhaps could have saved us, allowed us
not to arrive so soon at the day of our goodbye.
A child would no doubt have prevented this derailment,
would have avoided that our road forks into two.
 
At this second when our joys collapse,
I believe that I recognize far away from you the end of the world.
I know now that, from now on, I can never forget
for even one day the child we will never have.
 
A child perhaps could have saved us, allowed us
not to arrive so soon at the day of our goodbye.
In his very first smile, he would have known how to show us.
With him, we would have lived face-to-face.
 
At this second when our joys collapse,
I believe that I recognize far away from you the end of the world.
I know now that, from now on, I can never forget
for even one day the child we will never have.
 
Despite our love in ruins, my deepest desire persists.
This child, I imagine him, he smiles at me always—
he smiles at me forever.
 

Phone Me

You believe that the whole world depends on my telephone,
that I am continually asked out by a god, by a man.
You're afraid I might say to you: 'Sorry, my evening is taken'—
and that you might interrupt me in the middle of a singing exercise.
 
You see me as a star but I am only a woman.
You know sometimes that glory has made my soul blue.
I want to listen to other words than those written in newspapers.
Dial my number and throw yourself into the mix.
 
Phone me, call me.
I'm waiting only for a call—I need to hear a voice.
Phone me—in my calendar,
I have time for me—phone me.
 
I am not some fierce beast who paws and then leaves.
I won't give you a love overdose if you make the first move.
You believe me to be happy and quiet, but I'm alone on my island.
Without you, my entire life hangs by a thread.
 
Phone me, call me.
I'm waiting only for a call—I need to hear a voice.
Phone me—in my calendar,
I have time for me—phone me.
 
The evening of December 31st in the Valley of the Dolls,
she was alone in her room—no one called her.
She was the most beautiful girl in the world—she was rich, she was blond.
Yet at the last stroke of midnight, it was farewell to life.
 
Phone me, call me.
These are not stories until it is too late.
Phone me—the pills of hope
I take me every night—phone me.
 

Gypsy

On any and every road, come rain or come shine,
I spend my days and my nights.
This is the life that I chose.
 
And I have for my garden,
the prairie that changes colors when seasons return
to make there harvests—harvests of horizons.
 
Me—I have no home and despite everything I believe—
yes I believe—that my friend the gypsy
is a bit like me—like me.
 
Gypsy, gypsy, much like a bird of passage,
you, you are already far away when the morning returns.
Gypsy, gypsy, we are on the same voyage—
without any fear of the future and in the hands of destiny.
 
Sometimes I think that by following the ways
of a world that is not planned, you get nowhere.
But I do not think that there is a place
where if I settle down forever,
I will one day find happiness and love.
 
Because deep inside of me, I know that it is necessary
that the one I will love be a bit like me—like me.
 
Gypsy, gypsy, much like a bird of passage,
we will already be far away at the first light of morning.
Gypsy, gypsy, we are on the same voyage
without fear of tomorrow until reaching the end of the road—
without fear of tomorrow until reaching the end of the road.
 

Go, Go, Go

Go, go, go, go, go, go wherever you want.
It's about time—get out—go to hell and goodbye.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, hurry yourself up.
You're no longer twenty and, in a short time, you'll no longer be yourself.
 
I confer upon you a genuine diploma
in the combat of love—you were a good soldier.
You leave in my curtains the smell of your cigars,
along with a photograph of you, stuck in a closet.
 
Go, go, go, go, go, go, be happy.
For my part, I will try to forget you a bit.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, don't even think about it.
I'm over twenty, but it's in my blood, so just don't worry about it.
 
I will finally be able to go out after midnight
and do no matter what and see no matter whom.
To go to the Caribbean, to Santa Monica,
and even to Kathmandu when the urge hits me.
 
Go, go, go, go, go, go, think of me.
In the great crossroads of memories, I've made you an appointment.
Do not smoke too much, do not drink too much—ha ha ha!
And if one day you want to come back, I will wait for you at our house.
 
Go, go, go, go, go, go wherever you want.
It's about time—get out—go to hell and goodbye.
 

I Am Leaving

I know it is hard to part but I am leaving.
This time I swear to you that it is true.
I do not want to stay anymore.
 
A hundred times, I wanted to end it with you,
and then, a hundred times, I did not have the strength to part.
I was too scared to envision a life without you.
 
It's over!
I go my way, I go away—I am leaving.
I have to go away.
 
To live, I want to live, to be free, and to pursue all of my dreams,
like the time when I still believed
in the rainbow that follows the rain.
 
It's over!
I go my way, I go away—I am leaving.
I have to go away.
 
~~~~~
 
Offer—give me the courage that forgives
all the harm that could have been done,
and let me live my life without you.
 
It's over!
I go my way, I go away—I am leaving.
I have to go away.
 
I am going, I go my way, now that I can I leave you—
now that I can leave you—
I am leaving.
 

You Will See, You Will See

When, in the evening, I return home,
I hardly have the will to speak.
Do not gaze at me with such tenderness
as if I were a child who returned disappointed.
Yes, I know, that this is most certainly not the life
that you envisioned one day for us.
 
You will see, you will see, you will see that it will change—
perhaps not tomorrow but one fine day it will change.
You will see, you will see that I am not yet finished.
I cannot tell you how or when, but all will change.
 
I would rather know that you cry—
that you reproach me for having disappointed you—
and not to see you always so sweet.
Accept all that comes from me,
it makes me think more of you,
and I cannot give you more than that of me.
 
You will see, you will see, you will see that it will change—
perhaps not tomorrow but one fine day it will change.
You will see, you will see that I am not yet finished.
I cannot tell you how or when, but all will change.