Резултати претраге

A fistful of sand

What is the taste of
Returning to you
In my heart I have love together with you
But with my eyes I see once again him
With you
 
What is the taste of
Forgiving you
There were no more springs with you
From the moment the sun wasn't anymore
With me
 
He was kissing your lips
And I was dying from anger
He was kissing your lips
And a fistful of sand
In my eyes
Remains to this day
 
What a pain, leaving her, what a pain
 
What is the taste of
Forgiving you
To learn what is pain
That cannot fade, until I remember, that...
 
He was kissing your lips
And I was dying from anger
He was kissing your lips
And a fistful of sand
In my eyes
Remains to this day
I don't see you, is it you? I don't know...
 
He was kissing your lips
And I was dying from anger
He was kissing your lips
And a fistful of sand
In my eyes
 

Love Nomads

I don't know what to tell you, my love.
I feel you weird and a bit down.
Then on the phone like that,
you seem even farther away... even farther away.
 
Over your bitter words
there's no more honey to spread.
Then you know, too much sweetness
ends up being tiresome.
 
By now I don't know,
I don't know what else to tell you besides,
besides what you already know.
 
We who are love nomads
lost in the deserts of the city.
suspended souls between the desire of dreaming
and the daily reality.
 
We who always have an oasis in mind
and one night to spend there,
we are those who will never change.
You already now this is the truth.
 
I don't know what to tell you now
if you ask me to be alone for a while.
As you wish, but in my heart
I sense I won't see you again.
 
By now I don't know,
I don't know what else to tell you besides,
besides what you already know.
 
We who are love nomads
travellers specialised in fogs,
we will never be here standing by and waiting,
but we follow the wind, its traces.
 
We who always have an oasis in mind
and one night to spend there,
we are those who will never change.
This is the truth.
 
We who always have an oasis in mind,
any other place, you already know,
it can never be enough for us... you already know.
 

A thousand and one evenings

No you don't belive in blue fairies anymore
No carpet can fly you to the sky anymore
I'm going to have a thousand and one evenings
I'm going to live so many new fairy tales with you
A bit of nostalgia, and magic is within us
The puppet is not going to speak to you
The bottle you have no longer contains a genie
But inside you
A doubt remains
Already your thought is trembling
And everything seems real
You no longer live
Inside these fairy tales
And who is going
To wake up Snow White?
 
I'm going to have a thousand and one evenings
I'm going to live so many new fairy tales with you
A bit of nostalgia,
and magic is within us
No you don't belive in blue fairies anymore
No carpet can fly you
to the sky anymore
 
You no longer
Believe in these fairy tales
You no longer
Believe in these fairy tales
 

The Black Herons

The black herons · They cross the sky
The white winter · It comes down from the North
The yellow summer · It has hidden in the sea
The cold wind · It is running on the lawns
 
But you and me, my love · With our hands in our pockets
We walk on the road · With the summer still inside
With a dream of seaside · And warm bodies in the Sun
And of voices in the night · In the clear night
 
You who know the sea · Take me away with you
Where people wear · Only of its colors
You who know the sea · And the wind, its master
Fill that wing · And break those waves
 
The gray fog · It has filled the streets
Lamps lost · On the river bank
The yellow summer · It has remained in our eyes
The white rain · It pours over the silver streets
 
But you and me, my love · With our hands in our pockets
We walk on the road · With the summer still inside
With a dream of seaside · And warm bodies in the Sun
And of voices in the night · In the clear night
 
You who know the sea · Take me away with you
Where the night is clear · And the sky is closer
You know the sea · And the stars as a guide
Take that rudder · And show me the way
 

Nomadic

[Hook: Joji]
I ain't never stand still, bitch I'm nomadic
Different woman on my bed, that's a bad habit
I ain't never close my eyes, bitch I'm nomadic
I ain't tryna be in one place, I relocated
If you see the way the money move, it's nomadic
We just run it through the wire, keep it automatic
We gon' move it through the shadows, bitch I'm nomadic
I ain't tryna be in one place, I relocated
 
[Verse 1: MaSiWei]
Wearing body armor to get my boarding pass, ice on my teeth so they extra white
90 calls you didn’t pick one, tryna sign me? Need to wait in line
Took a walk on the Rhine River, met a woman called Loreley
She had blue eyes, blonde hair, she sang me a song, what was she saying?
80 days to travel the world, my bodyguard is Jackie Chan
Honeymoon with a white girl, in the next city I got another girl
She’s my Juliet, hello you can call me Romeo
Pack your things and follow me to the East in my hot air balloon
We wander, we nomadic
I stay far from home, far from her, I’m nomadic
Counting stacks when I’m on tour
You want my life but you can only dream
Gone
 
[Verse 2: DZ]
I can’t go home and I don’t want to, everybody fucks with me
I don’t have time for CCTV, Durant vs LeBron
When he’s spaced out I fasten my buttons, lace up my Adidas Originals
Wow NMD like zoom, I be like a tornado when I pass you by
I don’t settle, I stay five star, Bakuso Kyodai come to the spa
Shorties wildin', after the show they DM me to chill
I stay wandering, it’s my time to kill
Get more money, whatever, we live it up
The world is so big I want to show her around, we eating good
Blondie call me daddy, say I flex too much
No future regrets, I travel around the world, pay to buy a pass
I take out my stacks like Monopoly, building GDP, I’m enjoying it
 
[Hook: Joji]
I ain't never stand still, bitch I'm nomadic
Different woman on my bed, that's a bad habit
I ain't never close my eyes, bitch I'm nomadic
I ain't tryna be in one place, I relocated
If you see the way the money move, it's nomadic
We just run it through the wire, keep it automatic
We gon' move it through the shadows, bitch I'm nomadic
I ain't tryna be in one place, I relocated
 
[Verse 3: Psy.P]
I never feel tired, they can’t do what I do
The tricks I learned in the years, I’m doing parkour in the hood
Trying to find my way out of the slums, only a few survivors
Follow my steps, my desire to live can protect you
Shoot the energy into my veins like speed, I got all the attention
Eye-catching, I’m unforgettable ay
You ain’t on my level so don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don’t blame me for not reminding you, got that ridiculous look in your eyes
Ma, you said you like Paris, go with me next time, don’t stay at home
I’m used to the loneliness and I feel great, no one can tie me down
But I’m still filled with anger, I’m used to going out at night
 
[Verse 4: Melo]
Ice around my neck, take a wonderful trip
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, I don’t care no more
Yeah, swim in the Indian Ocean, yeah, the water flows
Take a nap on Miami Beach, the sun gives me headaches
Yeah, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, I enjoy the sunset glow
Yeah, I took off before dawn and landed at Nanshan at noon
Yeah, I whip my horse, I’m a loner and I walk everywhere
I’ve been to so many cities, bland but real, life has so many details
The future is unpredictable and magical, like raindrops without any trace
Spilled all over the beautiful Tibetan Plateau
Opened my eyes to the sound of the Notre Dame bells this morning
My heart beats faster, temperature rising, continuing this perfect journey
 
[Hook: Joji]
I ain't never stand still, bitch I'm nomadic
Different woman on my bed, that's a bad habit
I ain't never close my eyes, bitch I'm nomadic
I ain't tryna be in one place, I relocated
If you see the way the money move, it's nomadic
We just run it through the wire, keep it automatic
We gon' move it through the shadows, bitch I'm nomadic
I ain't tryna be in one place, I relocated
 

Merchants and Servants

In merchants' houses
there always seems tot be a big party
if there is a pig they cut its head,
the house of the merchants, hidden, armored
from the rest of the world, protected, isolated.
 
In servants' house one waits for the party
but if it doesn't happen to be that they the hope stays,
the house of servants, house to be repaired,
at first shake it could even collapse.
 
The merchants' house is high on that mountain
the servants' is low, after the bridge.
 
But the fears, go down
while the dreams, go up,
go up.
 
Merchants' daughters, pale and beautiful,
open the windows and normally there are the stars
They seem to be happy but the boredom is in the ambush
in their gold, enchanted privilege.
 
Servants' daughters have red cheeks,
they suffer, they dye their skirts red,
they read novels with pink waves,
they dream of palaces and wedding dresses.
 
The merchants' house is high on that mountain
the servants' is low, after the bridge.
 
But the fears, go down
while the dreams, go up,
go up.
 
Merchants and servants,
the same life,
dreams and money,
sand between the fingers,
sand between the fingers.