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Into the I-LAND

Versions: #1
I got pushed, I came here by being pushed
At the front of the door of my dreams that I wandered and found for a long time
Inside of me, that small song
That small song brought me here
 
Even though I'm lonely, there's no place to lean on
Even though I'm distressed, there's no stopping
the meaning of the time that I just held back and endured
 
now that I, after meeting you
After holding hands, I realized that reason
 
Yeah I’m scared even though I'm afraid
Run powerfully let's just try
It’s our chance, the countless engraved
The passed footprints know
 
Woah oh
Becoming friends, walk together with me
Let’s just run for our lives
Woah oh
Hold our your hands and promise
Let’s just run for our lives
 
Woah oh
The door of the future opens and the day of promise can be seen
You & I
We can fly
You too different me, I too different you
Let’s just run for our lives
 
Woah oh
You and my dreams of I-LAND
Run for your heart run for your life
You and my dreams of I-LAND
Run for your heart run for your life
 
Even though I'm lonely, there's no place to lean on
Even though I'm distressed, there's no stopping
To me, the earth was just like an island
 
But right now, you are at my side right now
You are running together at my side right now
 
Yeah I’m scared even though I'm nervous
Go without stopping, let's just try
It’s our chance, the countless engraved
The passed footprints know
 
Woah oh
Becoming friends, walk together with me
Let’s just run for our lives
Woah oh
Hold our your hands and promise
Let’s just run for our lives
 
Woah oh
The relationship between the island and island called 'I'
Connecting a small line and building a strong bridge
Now I & I & I & I are I-LAND
You and I, You and I, You and I, became as one
 
Woah oh
You and my dreams of I-LAND
Run for your heart run for your life
You and my dreams of I-LAND
Run for your heart run for your life
 
Woah oh
Becoming friends, walk together with me
Let’s just run for our lives
Woah oh
Hold our your hands and promise
Let’s just run for our lives
 
Woah oh
Dream flowers bloom in reality, and flowers shine in the flames
You & I
We can fly
You too different me, I too different you
Let’s just run for our lives
 
Woah oh
Oh
Run for your dream
 

Voices 134

Nobody is a light in themselves: not even the sun.
 

A Remote Sound Calls Me

I can hear your voice, but I don't care about it
Some people are bold and some aren't
There's thousand reason, which could make my days good
Your voice never sank, so I have tor un away
Yes...
 
You're not a voice, you just a riniging in my ears
And if I hear you (Shut up!)
I feel that I am afraid
Every people lives withing walls, and that's my destiny too
I am sorry, that I have to block your voice
 
I had my miraculous past, I don't need anything else anymore
I am afraid, when I hear your sound, and I will follow you
A remote sound calls me, a remote sound calls me
A remote sound calls me
 
Tell me, what do you want? Your calls never dissapear
Are you here for me now, to make me do a mistake?
Or are you similar with me, who is living out there, far away?
A powerful, ancient, siren calls me
 
Every days a little harder and I feel my power grows
I don't know, how to tell, that I want to go far away
A remote sound calls me, a remote sound calls me
A remote sound calls me
 
Are you here, do you know me? Do you feel me?
Do you show me the way? Do you recognize me?
 
Where are you going? I was waiting a lot for you, don't leave me alone
How can I follow you? This is my path
Into the unknown?
 

Little Spaniard

There is a Spaniard longing
to live and starts to live
Among a Spain that's dying
and another Spain that's yawning.
 
Little Spainard, who comes
to this world, may God save you
For one of the two Spains
shall freeze your heart stone cold.
 

Three Unpublished Songs Sent to Unamuno in 1913

My Lord, life tires me
My throat is very husky
from shouting across the seas
the sea's voice deafens me.
My Lord, life tires me
The universe stifles me.
My Lord, you abandoned me,
at the ocean sea, alone.
 
II
 
Either you and I are playing
hide-and-seek, my Lord,
or the voice I call you with
is your voice.
 
III
 
I seek you everywhere
yet without finding you,
and I find you everywhere
just by seeking you.
 
(1913)
 

To an Orange Tree and a Lemon Tree

Potted orange tree, how sad is your luck!
Your feeble leaves are shaking in fear.
Courted orange tree, how it hurts to see
your deadened, coarse, and 1 little trees!
 
Poor lemon tree with yellow fruit
like a polished bouquet of waxy pale,
little tree, how sad it is to see you
grow in a cheap and wooden barrel!
 
From the brightened forests of Andalucia,
Who brought you to this Castillian land
that the winds of the grim sierra pick up,
children of the fields of my own land?
 
The glory of the orchards, the lemon tree,
the fruits of pale gold you brighten
and of the black stark cypress grove,
silent prayers erected in chorus you lighten
 
From the lovely yard, the fresh orange tree
of the cheerful field and the dreamy orchard
ever in my ripened or florid memory
laden with branches, scents and fruits!
 

• 1. Actual trees cannot be wrinkled, but coarse.

Duel of the Valiant

How sad my friends are
For what I'm about to sing
They were witnesses
To the tragedy at the altar
 
I recognized Erasmus to be
A serious and formal man
From the ranch of Mr. Renato
He was the best herdsman
 
Vincent was impulsive
But with a good heart
Eleanor, the flower of the village
Made him lose his mind
 
They found themselves face to face
Eleanor looked gorgeous
And when Vincent stopped her
He wanted to abuse her honor
 
But Eleanor answered,
'I have to belong to Erasmus
Your friend must be respected
You must know that.'
 
Vincent screamed violently,
'If you won't come with me
I swear to God, I'm not lying
You won't be with him either.'
 
Vincent, very boldly
Shot her two times
She fell dead, a senseless death
But she died a virgin
 
Then he went to look for Erasmus
And Erasmus answered him
And in that shootout
At last Vincent fell
 
In the shadow of a peach tree
I have to sing a corrido1
The one of Vincent and Erasmus
Great friends of the altar
 

• 1. A corrido is a narrative song and poetry, especially popular in Mexico, that forms a ballad, of which this song is an example.

The last true bandit

Tonight in the shrubland
the paths are deserted.
No sound can be heard.
Winter colours everything.
 
Even the strong smell
is no longer as pungent,
for someone is missing.
The old bandit is dead.
 
The last true bandit
has left the shrubland
He dedicated to honour
his life and heart1
 
For the name of his father
he died alone and proud.
The last true bandit
has left the shrubland.
 
All alone he lived
for twenty years and more
walking forsaken paths
preceded by his dog.
 
He would come back home
to get his supplies
in the middle of the night,
while other people slept.
 
The last true bandit
has left the shrubland
He dedicated to honour
his life and heart
 
For the name of his father
he died alone and proud.
The last true bandit
has left the shrubland.
 
Surely honour must have
borne another strength
in the blood, in the heart
of Corsicans of old.
 
The last true bandit
has left the shrubland
He dedicated to honour
his life and heart
 
For the name of his father
he died alone and proud.
The last true bandit
has left the shrubland.
 

• 1. this hijacking of an idiom is nigh untranslatable. Hopefully the idea is similar

Elegant Girl

Hey do you know?
Hey do you know?
The worries of a beautiful girl?
 
Hey, if you want it,
Hey, you can have it, but
That beautiful girl can’t be radiant without it
 
One cannot cry in the presence of others,
That’s just how it is
If being beautiful is a 'sin'
I'll even accept any punishment
 
Dance elegantly,
Girls have wings of their heart
You're royal, however,
Those wings are incredibly fragile,
So be gentle
 
Yes, The fact that the scenery
Yes, is becoming hazy
Is the fault of the beautiful girl, isn’t it?
 
Yes, there are answers
Yes, that beautiful people know
That supposedly only beautiful people know
 
I don't laugh or make silly faces,
I've been like this for some time now
I wish I could let you see the beauty
While I sing and hum in the shower
 
Dance elegantly,
Through the stars of the night sky
Royal feelings,
I have a feeling that I’ll meet someone
Ah, things are heating up, aren't they?
 
Dance elegantly,
Through the stars of the night sky
Royal feelings,
I have a feeling that I’ll meet someone
Ah, things are heating up, aren't they?
 

The Prisoner

I envy you, little sparrow
You who come a few times to visit me
Perched on one of the bars
From that tiny skylight looking so sad
 
When you don't come
I see a corner of sky, granted to me in favor
But I wait for you every time
Thinking that now you know when it's time
 
I’m a prisoner
and Mom is dying.
Forgive me, Mom
to hurt you so much.
 
I can't make a move
To kiss her one last time
I don't care about the rest
'Cause if she dies, it's because of me
 
She who never fell asleep
Without imploring Madonna, and the Saints
She who had given so much
So we can say later, he's a very good man
 
I’m a prisoner
and Mom is dying.
Forgive me, Mom
to hurt you so much.
 
I’m a prisoner
and Mom is dying.
Forgive me, Mom
Forgive me
 

Rails

I have to do something, go somewhere.
I need to do something, go some place.
Everywhere people ask me to give, bring a little something,
and I would like so much to stand up and just walk away.
 
Finding a quiet little nook
while outside everything is melting,
so that no one could find me
until everything had melted inside.
 
I need to do something, go somewhere.
I need to do something, pop in somewhere.
And I am so fed up of being always on my way,
like an urge to jump off the track, and to hell with it.
 
Finding a quiet little nook
while outside everything is melting,
so that no one could find me
until everything had melted inside.
 

The crimson ribbon of the sunset

And the breathing is seized by
The crimson ribbon of the sunset,
Misty star rivers spread out under our feet.
The stormy clouds resined with the diminishing day,
Got covered with farewell shining of quartz,
I wave my hand at them from the bus.
The sky will fall again on my shoulders like a down comforter,
Lighter than the most lightest,
The softness and the feathers
Of the fare-away home...
Something got omitted
And not listened to well enough
In the walls, the hues of the blue sea-sky,
In the whispering of the grasses,
—
I will barely touch it with my hand, and it will disappear
With the sincere surprise, a rustling in the wind,
The telephone cable in the hand —
The prop.
The dreams,
Not fitting within the black frames of the questions,
Smack of the stale silence of the autumn,
Settled down on the flights of the dusky stairs,
Parted with time.
I am catching webs of the light on my fingertips,
Insecurity,
Piercing liveliness
Is flying by in the misty shine -
To where and to whom?...
The shadows paint fragility of the translucent stone on the eyelids,
Spread out like a stream over the forehead and cheeks,
Got absorbed through the lips into the soul...
Wilted feelings
weave into the swirl
Of the bluish atmosphere,
The light is fading out inside the disjointed thoughts,
Heels - red light -
Apple trees -
People,
Edges of the pavements, crumbling sides of the curbs,
The pale greenery of the trees got disturbed
And disappeared in the embrace of
The silken night.
And the bridges, sketched by someone’s hand,
Dulled away under
The fallen day,
The starts are shooting out of the chest - in bursts,
Hissing as they fizzle down to the bottom,
So loudly -
Impatiently,
Blending with the steps over the dark, flooded with water
Streets. It’s oppressive...
The lights came on and went out again,
The echo of the footprints is agitated,
The blue skies above and below circling languidly like an endlessly falling leaf,
Washing the tired heart over with the coolness,
It is still far to go, right?
I will sit down with the clouds on the ground like a fog,
Will embrace the emptied out streets.
 

Trust the Wind

Verse 1:
Let go of my hand, don't look back
They, the stars, will go with you
Good luck, my friend, you'll get it
Open wide the map of your heart
Although fear blows in the other direction
Look for hope where the Sun dies
 
Pre-Chorus 1:
We are raindrops in the sea
But nothing can stop us
 
Chorus:
Don't look behind, trust the wind
You can make the trip around the entire world
That nobody will forget
 
Verse 2:
When the storm seeks the captain
Open your wings wide to navigate
And those who doubt you will see you fly
A good sailor always returns to the sea
But now the world will never be the same
You've changed the course of humanity
 
Pre-Chorus 2:
Neither monsters nor the storm
Hope is stronger than the sea
 
Chorus:
Don't look behind, trust the wind
You can make the trip around the entire world
That nobody will forget
 
Don't look behind, trust the wind
You can make the trip around the entire world
That nobody will forget
 

My heart jumps - Summer intro

A diner on the street full of lovers
On early afternoon I suddenly found you and called you
A little before, you were the boyfriend of my friend
For some reason my heart throbbed with a strange premonition
 
Oh baby,feel my inspiration
And baby,take my invitation
The dazzling season brought a melody
Everytime you look at me
I know you wanna be my new boyfriend
The summer intro starts sounding
 
My vanilla shake melts in a lively talk
For the first time I really can reveal that I liked you
'Turning the radio volume up, I can't hear you'
On your polo shirt you see my face
 
Oh baby,feel my inspiration
And baby,take my invitation
My heart jumps to a new wind
Everytime you smile at me
You know I wanna be your new girlfriend
The dream I had comes true
 
What can I say to her when I meet her?
 
Oh baby,feel my inspiration
And baby,take my invitation
The dazzling season brought a melody
Everytime you look at me
I know you wanna be my new boyfriend
The summer intro starts sounding
 
Oh baby,feel my inspiration
And baby,take my invitation
My heart jumps to a new wind
Everytime you smile at me
You know I wanna be your new girlfriend
The dream I had comes true
 

November

And then – if it happens I go away –
there’ll remain something
of me
in my world –
there’ll remain a slender wake of silence
amid the voices –
a tenuous breath of white
at the heart of azure –
 
And one November evening
a frail little girl
at a street corner
will sell so many chrysanthemums
and there’ll be the stars
ice-cold, green, remote –
 
Someone will cry
who knows where – who knows where –
for me
in the world
when it happens that without return
I’ll have to go away.
 
(Milan, 29th October 1930)
 
 

Come Together

I want to invite you here, with us to
Have fun, and also dance like crazy
You'll see playing here
The best bands in town
 
We'll be all in a new wave and
Posh boys will drink Coca Cola
Everybody, let's dance and sing
We'll tell jokes and we'll laugh non stop
Come together here to dance
 
Cats are allowed, bring your cats and see
At least bring a portrait with you
Don't you fall sleep
Everybody's here to have fun
Come together here to dance
 
Girls come here with their chain belts
And their bell-bottoms
They dance and laugh and sing, yeah
You will feel very happy in this place
Come together here to dance
 
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, oh
Come together, yeah
Come together, oh.
 

Phantom terror

Being deceived by those who catch an eye
On the wrapped hourglass that misleads you
To a precious landscape which scatters like dust with no trace
 
I am not me
I vanish into the void without making a screech
 
The wind swell torments my ears
Devoured by anxiety and despair that wraps around me
My tears are all dried up and I have lost feelings
On someone's behalf, who would live for me?
 
Being washed away by recurrent mistakes
On the rotating hourglass that misleads you
To the closed, wavering heart that's hard like a fossil shell
 
I am in a dream
I fall into the nothingness and vanish without making a screech
 
All the virtual images that's been built with strength, collapses in front of me
Picking up and collecting its rolled fragments
My hands clench in pain and bleed
 
With that lonely lie, go ahead and hurt me again
And I'll become possessed by an inedible, phantom nightmare
My tears drag out the ugliness of this illusion as I try to crawl away
The wind swell torments my ears
Devoured by anxiety and despair that wraps around me
My tears are all dried up and I have lost feelings
On someone's behalf, who would cry for me?
 

Confiding

I’ve much faith in you. It seems
that I could await your voice
in silence, for centuries
of darkness.
 
You know all the secrets,
like the sun:
you could make flower
geraniums and wild orange blossom
on the rocky depths
of quarries, of the legendary
prisons.
 
I’ve much faith in you. I’m quiet
like the Arab wrapped
in a white barracan,
who listens to God ripening
his barley round the house.
 
(8th December 1934)
 
 

The Stillness of Movement

(Verse 1)
I'll stay here
Soaking my jeans
Sand, sea and me
That's the stillness of movement
 
I'll stay here for a long time yet
I'll ride in the dark
Sand, sea and me
That's the stillness of movement
 
(Chorus)
The silence of the sea, the taste of salt
By night I'm submerging myself
Walking without looking in the deep
Flashes are absorbing me
 
(Verso 2)
Sand and sea, moon and me
The calmness of sensation
Tranquility, excitement
That's the stillness of movement
 
(Chorus)
The silence of the sea, the taste of salt
By night I'm submerging myself
Walking without looking in the deep
Flashes are absorbing me
 
(Chorus)
By night I'm submerging myself
Flashes are absorbing me
The silence of the sea, the taste of salt
By night I'm submerging myself.
 

In Song

[iLe & Natalia Lafourcade:]
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
 
[iLe:]
I can feel you although you're not even close
I can feel you although you're not even close
Because I think of you when sleeping and dream of you when awake
Because I think of you when sleeping and dream of you when awake
 
[Natalia Lafourcade:]
All your lights shine and light me up inside
All your lights shine and light me up inside
And your eyes stab me when I meet them
Your eyes stab my soul when I meet them
 
[Both:]
Oh, don't call me crazy for loving you like this
Oh, I was whole and now I'm flying in song for you
 
[iLe:]
I'd like to lie down by the curves of your mouth
I'd like to lie down by the curves of your mouth
You remind me of things I don't want to forget
You remind me of things I don't want to forget
 
[Natalia Lafourcade:]
You're a balm that eases everything that hurts me
You're a balm that eases everything that hurts me
You caress me with your palms and you make me fly
You caress me with your palms and you make me fly
 
[Both:]
Oh, don't call me crazy for loving you like this
Oh, I was whole and now I'm flying in song for you
 
[Both:]
I want to put you on my nightstand
So you'll love me without blaming me
I want to put you on my nightstand
So you'll love me without blaming me
I want to put you on my nightstand
So you'll love me without blaming me (So you'll love me without)
I want to put you on my nightstand
So you'll love me without blaming me (So you'll love me without blaming me )
 
[iLe:]
Oh, don't call me crazy for loving you like this
(Don't call me crazy for loving you like this)
Oh, I was whole and now I'm flying in song for you
(I'm flying in song for you)
Oh, don't call me crazy for loving you like this
Oh, I was whole and now I'm flying in song for you
 

I'm Lying

[Paty Cantú:]
I'm lying when I smile in the mirror
The loneliness of my reflection
Don't forgive me, you're not here
 
I feel that time is still frozen
It keeps repeating that moment
When you left and forgot me and took a part of me
 
My world keeps spinning without you
The days haven't lost their color
And I'm still alive even if you're not here, but
 
I miss you undressing me with just a look
I want to feel your skin next to mine early in the morning
Playing at love in the room, full of sweat
 
I'm lying when I smile in the mirror
The loneliness of my reflection
Don't forgive me, you're not here
 
I feel that time is still frozen
It keeps repeating that moment
When you left and forgot me and took a part of me
You left and took a part of me
You left and took a part of me
 
[Jesse Baez:]
I spend nights without sleep, the moon reminds me of you
I keep dreaming of you by day, it kills me to see what I lost
 
I don't want to miss you like this anymore, it's not easy to hide
I still have the fantasy that I'll run into you again
 
You ignore my messages and even so I want to call you
The process is hard and you're hard to forget
 
I miss when I felt your desire
Lightly touch your skin and set us on fire
Eating you out, you're my biggest priority
 
[Paty Cantú:]
I'm lying when I smile in the mirror
The loneliness of my reflection
Don't forgive me, you're not here
 
I feel that time is still frozen
It keeps repeating that moment
When you left and forgot me and took a part of me
 
[Jesse Baez:]
I spend nights without sleep (ahhh)
The moon reminds me of you (hmmm)
 
I spend nights without sleep
The moon reminds me of you
 
[Both:]
The moon reminds me of you
 
[Paty Cantu:]
I spend nights without sleep
 

All I ask for

Raoul:
Away with your empty fears,
Forget the terrors of the night.
I'm here, to grieve with you
So that your sorrows will not sadden you.
 
I am your freedom,
I am your faithful shield,
I'll prevent trouble,
I'll protect you from fear.
 
Christine:
Just tell me that you love me,
Dispel the darkness and open my mind,
Let me know that you are with me forever,
Promise to take away my sorrow,
This is all I ask for.
 
Raoul:
I will be your protection,
All I ask is for you to trust
me, and your worries will melt away.
 
Christine:
Be my freedom,
Stay close to me, so that I can run into your tender arms when I am afraid.
 
Raoul:
Just give me a chance to go through life with you
And forget about being alone.
Tell me that you need me.
I will share my destiny with you.
Christine, this is all I ask for.
 
Christine:
Give me a chance to go through life with you.
I'm always prepared to be there for you.
 
Together:
Be with me each day and night.
 
Christine:
Tell me that you love me.
 
Raoul:
Yes, I love you.
 
Both:
Believe me, this is all I ask for.
 
I will share my destiny with you.
Believe me, this is all I ask for.
 

Corcovado

Versions: #2
A little place, a guitar
This love, a song
To make the one you love happy
 
Much tranquility to think
And time to dream
 
From the window you can see the Corcovado Mountain
And Christ, the Redeemer, how beautiful
 
I want life to be like this for ever, with you by my side
Until that old flame is put out
 
And I, who was sad
Cynical about this world
When I met you, I discovered
What happiness is, my love
 
What happiness is, what happiness is
 

The Room Of Silence

When the darkness begins
And the night speaks with the wind
Fantasies go hand by hand
And the time is like thin sand
Those who feel our lives almost blown away
Goes from you,
The room of silence begins
 
United in the naked neon light
Ten thousand people, some cry
Everyone talks, but they don't ever listen
Many listen, but they don't ever talk
And like tears, words fall into the sea
Cold and empty -
This is the room of silence
 
And in the fountain, one stone falls
When will he ever be down?
Many stay by one closed door
And they ask themselves: Why am I here?
Then the happiness is a short time for many
Endlessly far -
This is the room of silence
 
We are all equally like this man,
The one that wants everything but can't do anything
His eyes are hard from the rain
He wants to cry, but he can't anymore.
And his song is for many way too far
Without time
Begins the room of silence
 
And in the fountain, one stone falls
When will he ever be down?
Many stay by one closed door
And they ask themselves: Why am I here?
Then the happiness has a little time for many
Endlessly far -
This is the room of silence
 

RV 597 - 4. Unto the godly.

Unto the godly there ariseth up light in the darkness:
he is merciful, loving, and righteous.
 

I Sing

The mist that settles down in the morning.
The stones on a road on the hill.
The falcon that will lift.
The first ray of sun that will come.
The snow that will melt
running towards the sea.
 
The print of a head over the pillow.
The slow and uncertain steps of a child.
The look of serenity.
The hand that will lend itself.
The joy of those who wait.
For this and for what will come
 
I sing.
My hands inside my pockets and I sing.
The voice at the party and I sing.
The band in my head and I sing.
I run with the wind and I sing.
My whole life and I sing.
The spring and I sing.
My prayer and I sing
for whoever that listens to me.
 
I want to sing,
to sing always.
 
The smell of the coffee in the kitchen.
The house all filled with the morning.
And the lift that doesn't work.
My love for my city.
The people that will smile
along the street.
 
The branches that narrow down towards the sky.
An old man walking all by himself.
The summer that will later pass.
The grain that will ripen.
The hand that will pick it up.
For this and for what will come
 
I sing.
My hands inside my pockets and I sing.
The voice at the party and I sing.
The band in my head and I sing.
I run with the wind and I sing.
My whole life and I sing.
The spring and I sing.
The last evening and I sing
for whoever that listens to me.
 
I want to sing,
to sing always.
To sing!
 
(I sing, I sing...)
My hands inside my pockets. (I sing, I sing...)
The voice at the part and I sing.
My whole life and I sing.
I run with the wind and I sing.
And I sing!
My whole life and I sing.
I sing
for whoever that listens to me. (For whoever that listens to me...)
(I sing...) For whoever that listens to me. (I sing, I sing...)
(I sing, I sing...)
(I sing, I sing...)
 

Montesanto

(hey, I'm just leaving,
so I think... uhm,
in one hour and a half-ish I should be at Montesanto
so... see you there)
 
I'm waiting for you, my fists clenched
amidst the hanging clothes
drenched just like them
my phone is on
and I wait for your call
amidst the cloth, hanging
I get a pizza
don't leave me hanging
 
And tell me when,
tell me where
I'll meet you, my love
don't leave me hanging
In the Cumana railway at Montesanto station
They spat on my head
But i didn't give up
 
And tell me when,
tell me where
I'll catch you, my love
Don't leave me hanging
In the Cumana at Montesanto
With no ticket in my pocket
and, like the clothes, hanging
 
(Listen, my phone is about to go off
This is, like, the twentieth cigarette I smoke
I'm not hearing from you, I don't know where you are
I've been waiting for three hours
You're not even reading my messages, I don't know
You're making me worry, I mean,
I'm going to catch the subway
Eh, no big deal
I don't where you are, don't know... don't know)
 
In the Cumana at Montesanto
They spat on my head
But I didn't give up
 
And tell me when,
tell me where
I'll meet you, my love
don't leave me hanging
In the Cumana at Montesanto
They spat on my head
But I didn't give up
 
And tell me when,
tell me where
I'll catch you, my love
and you left me hanging
In the Cumana at Montesanto
With no ticket in my pocket
and, like the clothes, hanging
 
And tell me when,
tell me where
I'll meet you, my love
don't leave me hanging
In the Cumana at Montesanto
They spat on my head
But I didn't give up
 
And tell me when,
tell me where
I'll catch you, my love
don't leave me hanging
In the Cumana at Montesanto
 

RV 597 - 8. The Wicked will see.

The Wicked will see and be angry,
gnash their teeth and pine away:
the desire of the wicked will perish.
 

I Will Go To The Old Town

I will go to the Old Town1.
I haven’t been there since yesterday.
I couldn’t sleep at night,
if I didn’t go there today.
I see colourful houses
soaring up to the stars,
and streetlights in the evening
make one stargaze and dream.
 
Ah, to go to live, to live up there
and invite doves from the clouds!
To gaze2, with the beloved one, from the window
onto the Old Town, where’s joy and peace.
And if not to live there, just go
and see how beautiful it’s there today.
 
I’ve known everything here since my childhood
and I’ve loved everything
on Piwna street, on Zapiecek3,
and also in Old Town Market Place4.
When among gildings there glitter
old and famous houses,
I want to watch it from up close,
close to the roofs and towers.
 
[2x:]
Ah, to go to live, to live up there
and invite doves from the clouds!
To gaze, with the beloved one, from the window
onto the Old Town, where’s joy and peace.
And if not to live there, just go
and see how beautiful it’s there today.
 

• 1. The Old Town in Warsaw, the capital of Poland (see the video for some pics of it).
• 2. lit. 'to lean out'
• 3. both are streets in the Old Town in Warsaw
• 4.

Wolf Boy and the Poison Apple

One day, a kind boy was killed
He was fed a poison apple by the wolf boy
The media caused an uproar, dishing out big news
Rather than a victim's, only a perpetrator's tale was told
 
Strange
 
Since when did a tragedy become society's amusement?
The crueler the news, the more fun the world is
The boy became an adult, and his books sold like hot cakes
Tears as if they've lost shape
 
There's no reason I sing, just this
'I hate living here, it's painful'
No meaning, just
'I feel there's something off.'
 
The news anchor's tears begin to look fake
 
Don't laugh, they'll erode
The tears, will erode
 
When I noticed there's no meaning in singing
I felt a little lighter
There's no reason, except this
I want to be with you
 
There's no reason I sing, just this
'I hate living here, it's painful'
No meaning, just
'So that you may laugh'
 
When I feel like you're crying there
I'll make you a song
Though it might be meaningless
I'll give you water
 
When I feel like you're crying there
I'll make you a song
Though it might be meaningless
I'll give you water
 

Thought (of mine)

Her memory is always with me
and my thought goes to heaven
So that the strength of who I want
records the words I prefer, I love you
 
First of all, I was always sincere
to tell her, thought of mine, I understand her
If I didn't keep the date, I'm sorry
but she knows well that I love her, I love her
 
In my heart remains
and I won't forget
I'm afraid that maybe
I won't see her again
 
Thought of mine, please
You are going to help me
That I send you that kiss
that I couldn't give to her
 
If my feeling is far away
with my thought I find it
Bring her with me I ask you
because I know that without her love, I don't live, I don't live
 
Her memory is always with me
and my thought goes to heaven
So that the strength of who I want
records the words I prefer, I love you
 
I love you, I love you, I love you....
 

Virgin

If every intention is misunderstood, how is it that you all are adults?
To me who loves vastnesses, you just have to throw a punch
but throwing a punch costs fatigue, ruins your best clothes
Will this be the price of adapting?
'Cause as you can see, I'm not an expert of this culture
I remain standing apart, because this is the part that I prefer.
 
From here, I want to set fire to your cathedral
and to you, who plays the part of the Virgin but who doesn't got what it takes.
From here, I want to set fire to your cathedral
How is it that I don't believe you and I don't beg/pray to you? No,
You don't got what it takes
 
How I wanted for everything to have been given to me!
But it's a low and dishonest thing,
I'll be merciless with myself.
But throwing a punch costs fatigue, ruins your best clothes
Will this be the price of adapting?
'Cause as you can see, I'm not an expert of this culture
I remain standing apart, because this is the part that I prefer.
 
From here, I want to set fire to your cathedral
and to you, who plays the part of the Virgin but who doesn't got what it takes.
From here, I want to set fire to your cathedral
How is it that I don't believe you and I don't beg/pray to you? No,
You don't got what it takes
 
Golden bridges towards nothingness*
 
From here, I want to set fire to your cathedral
and to you, who plays the part of the Virgin but who doesn't got what it takes.