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Take You to the Sea

Get out and jump into traffic—
look at the people who compete
to be the first to pull away from the traffic lights—
and then stand in line at an ATM because—
that's life.
 
Then a miracle at lunch break—
an angel is at one of the tables—
you eat your toast in the corner,
then you raise your eyes and smile at me—
yes, right at me.
 
Look at me—
I am here for you.
 
I pick you up and then take you to the sea.
We lie in the sun all day long there
without needing to think about anything—
a little levity at times makes life better.
 
We need to live—
to love but without thinking
like the children who play
and pay no attention to the time—me and you.
Yes, I mean you!
 
I rush home and
run away with you.
 
I pick you up and then take you to the sea.
We lie in the sun all day long there
without needing to think about anything—
searching for beauty sometimes makes life better.
 
There are long days when I feel gloomy
inside.
If I look to the future, I cannot smile.
Then when the sun returns and the fog lifts,
I want to get out of the city.
 
I pick you up and then take you to the sea.
We lie in the sun all day long there
without needing to think about anything—
a little levity at times makes life better.
 
I pick you up and then take you to the sea.
We lie in the sun all day long there
without needing to think about anything—
at times a caress—
it's just a day with you—
with you—
with you—
with you.
 

You Who Took My Heart

You who took my heart—
you will be my only love.
No, I will not forget you—
I will live for you—
I will dream of you.
 
You or no one ever again.
Now, for me,
you are like the sun.
Being far from you
is to die of love
because you are the one who stole my heart.
 
I see you among the roses.
I tell you so many things.
If a gentle wind caresses you,
a scent of youth
makes me shiver.
 
At night, I tremble in my dreams for you.
What enchantment in my heart—
in your heart—
as your eyes open on your golden pupils.
 
You who took my heart—
you will be my only love.
No, I won't forget you—
I will live for you—
I will dream.
 
You or no one ever again.
Now, for me,
you are like the sun.
Being far from you
is to die of love
because you are the one who stole my heart.
 

The World Will Change

My friend, you are
looking around you.
You cannot believe your eyes.
You cry and know it is because
of what you are attempting.
I am trying it too.
Never change.
The world frightens you.
Friend, my source of courage—
I—I cry like you.
 
You will see—the world will change.
Its wounds will heal.
Love cannot—cannot die.
It would be like saying that this is the end.
You will see that the night will end—
and the man will awaken
with the eyes and the heart of a child
who can never betray.
 
If, in your mind, you
gave birth to some ideas—
come on, my friend,
the world awaits you.
But never change,
and never forget that—
as you go up
step by step,
I will seem far away
But I—I am right with you.
 
You will see—the world will change.
Its wounds will heal.
Love cannot—cannot die.
It would be like saying that this is the end.
You will see that the night will end—
and the man will awaken
with the eyes and the heart of a child
who can never betray.
 

We Must Set an Example

The airplane is running late—
it lands when it lands.
I will phone you as soon as possible.
I so know how that ends—
you do not answer—
and you do not answer—
you do not answer.
 
Then I take a taxi—
and I don't even know where I'm going.
I think about it
and here I phone you—
I do not answer—
and I do not answer—
I do not answer.
 
It is a bit like kindergarten.
At one point, they told us,
outside of kindergarten,
we must set an example.
What are we on?
Maybe we are still on trial—
we must set an example—
just in case ever.
Meanwhile, look at how it rains
 
I end up at a hotel—
I don't even unpack my suitcase.
I pick up your message—
you accuse me of something—
and I do not answer—
I do not answer—
I do not answer.
 
Since I remember
our promises to make progress
and to foster trust,
you should do the math—
and you do not answer—
you do not answer—
you do not answer.
 
It's worse than kindergarten—
but maybe there is nothing
that it is better than kindergarten.
We must set an example.
What are we on?
Maybe we are still on trial—
we must set an example—
just in case ever.
Meanwhile, look at how it rains
 
It is too tiring
and what I am thinking, I write to you—
and then I still find myself playing with you in the basement
and you just ask me
what is tiring?
And I do not answer.
We must set an example.
What are we on?
Maybe we are still on trial—
we must set an example—
just in case ever.
 

The Toy

Stay together with you—
that's never enough for me.
We are through but
we can start over.
 
This love is a toy
that will never make me weary.
It makes us die and make us live—
this love you give me.
 
But the price of a toy like that
is a thousand tears of love
that every night I cry into your hands
when you leave me and you go away.
We are through but
we can start over.
 
Stay together with you—
that's never enough for me.
 
This love is a toy
that makes you laugh and cry.
My days are no longer futile—
now I know for whom to live.
 
But the price of a toy like that
is a thousand tears of love
that every night I cry into your hands
when you leave me and you go away.
 
Stay together with you—
that's never enough for me.
 
We are through but
we can start over.
Stay together with you—
that's never enough for me.
.
 

The Bison Hunt

The bison hunt ends.
The wind that is missing ends, my son.
It is time for me to recall long fables that are good for your children—
in the evening, around the fire, together again—
and from the hill that guards the south because, from there,
the smoke of the city could rise.
 
As far as you can see, you can hunt—
but not a day's journey further.
Respect the white man when you meet him on the same road—
but don't fear him and never trust him.
Teach your people the paths of courage, along with piety.
Do not stop until your heart cannot go on.
 
And, with us, the evening hour is sweet—
and the wise man never flees from it.
I see new hunting, new pastures, and new wars for freedom.
Eternity does not end with me—
but rather on the smile of the warrior when he leaves what he loved here,
knowing that it is right that this is how it ended.
 
The bison hunt ends.
The breath that is missing ends, my son.
It is time for me to recall long fables that are good for your children—
in the evening, around the fire, together again—
and from the hill that guards the south because, from there,
the smoke of the city could rise.
 

Thank You Because

Thank you because
you were close to me
even before being mine—
and for wanting a man for a friend,
rather than a shield,
close to you.
Thank you for walking
down your path
full of stones,
like mine.
Thank you because,
from far away,
I hold out my hand
and I find yours.
 
Like you, I
live confused.
Pink fairy tales
I no longer desire.
Thank you because
you made me feel
that I can also soar
without you.
 
I lie down
inside your eyes
 
I, with your eyes,
see more.
 
Thank you because,
from far away,
I hold out my hand
and I find yours.
 
With you, every time
is the first time.
I have no fear of being close to you.
 
Thank you because
we are not alone—
we are not alone.
 
Thank you because
to live more
does not frighten me—
only with you.
 
Thank you because,
from far away,
I hold out my hand
and I find yours.
I hold out my hand
and you are there!
 

Beautiful Belinda

Beautiful Belinda is in love.
She talks to herself while eating salad.
She does not look at the plate but out the window.
A tear falls into her soup.
 
She toys with bread, beautiful Belinda.
She rolls crumbs into little balls.
In her drinking glass, beautiful Belinda
sees her eyes full of love.
 
A thousand thoughts like butterflies—
a thousand caresses of her hair—
sweet chills on her shoulders—
the more she is in love, the more beautiful she becomes.
 
Beautiful Belinda is one of a kind—
she descends the stairs as if flying—
it is sheer romance—beautiful Belinda
lives for love and skips lunch.
 
At night, beautiful Belinda
drapes herself except for her hair.
No, it is not the wind, beautiful Belinda.
Those are the sighs of those thinking about you.
 
A thousand thoughts like butterflies—
a thousand caresses of her hair—
sweet chills on her shoulders—
the more she is in love, the more beautiful she becomes.
 
Beautiful Belinda is in love.
She speaks to herself while eating salad.
She does not look at the plate but out the window.
A tear falls into her soup.
 

We Die at the Bar

It is midnight and all is well.
Everything is quiet—you sleep well.
So tell me what?
This anguish inside me.
I am with friends at the bar
but how is that you were
together with those who are dying—ah!
 
They are shooting.
But not for you!
They are dying.
But not for you!
But for every one who falls down,
a small part of me dies.
 
Darkness in my eyes—
I cannot see anymore!
Darkness in my heart—I do not live anymore!
I feel life slipping away—
again tonight we die at the bar.
 
You hear it—they're shooting.
Drink some coffee!
They are dying.
But think for yourself!
A coin clinks into the jukebox—
the disc changes—
what is that music?
But what is that music?!
 
I phoned her.
Hello, love, how are you?
I haven't been drinking, you know,
but I feel down—
My thoughts are
a thousand miles or more away!
 
They are shooting.
But not at you!
They are dying.
But not for you!
But for every one who falls down,
a small part of me dies.
 
There are people who die
far away from home
and we who die here.—
inside ourselves.
I feel life slipping away—
again tonight we die at the bar.
 
They are shooting.
Drink some coffee!
They are dying.
But think for yourself!
A coin clinks into the jukebox—
the disc changes—
what is that music?
But what is that music?! ...
 

The tree

My tree, once full of dreams,
Now is shaking them off, it's like it's crazy,
And my branches see that you're playing with fire
You even want my soul, you've already taken my luck,
My earth teeters, it's hard,
You don't have remorse, not even in God,
And the cold wind blows, clear intentions
We have no weapons, and they, no honor.
 
For those who don't cry when the sky is bloody,
For those who have left and those who have forgotten . . .
 
The honorable tree grows in my garden,
Laden with fruit and the heavy night,
The enemies tried to bring it to the ground and to know it kneeling.
 
The honorable tree grows in my garden,
Dazed by the sun, by the intense light,
This tree is of the Holy Land,
And it shall grow old on the earth.
 
From all that we didn't have, you wanted even the second part,
But suffering is never shared,
Our unborn children hold no blame,
Where there used to be hopes, now rises a ruin,
And to those who choose to leave,
To countries where the sun isn't cold,
You made them feel like foreigners,
When their country hovers, without roots.
 
For those who don't cry when the sky is bloody,
For those who have left and those who have forgotten . . .
 
The honorable tree grows in my garden,
Laden with fruit and the heavy night,
The enemies tried to bring it to the ground and to know it kneeling.
 
The honorable tree grows in my garden,
Dazed by the sun, by the intense light,
This tree is of the Holy Land,
And it shall grow old on the earth.
 
If I have made a mistake, please, tell me! Thank you!
Dacă am făcut o greșeală, te rog, spune-mi! Mulțumesc!

The shadows

You're fine, fine, I felt you,
It's apparent in your eyes that love
Your love hit you
If I could have even a gram of it
A glass, another glass
Drink everything they have in their pockets
Go totally, go immorally
At night, you transform into an animal.
 
Chorus:
The shadows call you
You get tangled in your clothes again
Throw yourself into anonymous pillows
Which will never miss you
Hide your tracks
At night, you make new ones
Forget about them and about yourself
The shadows shout to you, but they don't shout of good
 
Tell me, tell me if you have
A corner of heaven with you
Your love isn't given, it's taken
So pure, this is your religion
By hand, they nicely confuse you
Is love in the air or is it something more?
Come on, be honest with yourself
What bad feels so good?
What bed have you slept in?
Who loved you?
Who will you cry after again
Because they dumped you?
You'll forget, but your soul won't!
 
Chorus:
 
The shadows call you
You get tangled in your clothes again
Throw yourself into anonymous pillows
Which will never miss you
Hide your tracks
At night, you make new ones
Forget about them and about yourself
The shadows shout to you, but they don't shout of good
 
What bed have you slept in?
Who loved you?
Who will you cry after again
Because they dumped you?
You'll forget, but your soul won't!
 
Chorus:
The shadows call you
You get tangled in your clothes again
Throw yourself into anonymous pillows
Which will never miss you
Hide your tracks
At night, you make new ones
Forget about them and about yourself
The shadows shout to you, but they don't shout of good
 
If I have made a mistake, please, tell me! Thank you!
Dacă am făcut o greșeală, te rog, spune-mi! Mulțumesc!

KALINKA

Калинка
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јагода марјорам, мауинка ...
 
Ти си најбољи, изгубио
Убица хаљина, импресионирана сам
Ставио си моју оданост тесту
Тако си лош
Али ја ћу те извући из главе
И право у мој кревет
Заборави моју девојку
Тера ме да је оставим
Мораш бити тежак, дајеш
(Дале, даме, дај ми то
Дале, даме, да)
Заборави свог човека
Натераћу те да га оставиш
Твоје лице на јастуку је врели сан
(Дале, даме, дај ми то
Дале, даме, да)
 
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
(Мој, мој, мој, мој ...)
 
Идите на врх странице
Аи ми пунто дебил ту ло сабес
Сои есцлаво де амор
Пор супуесто но ме импорта ел ресто
Добићете пидо демасиадо
Перо ме томас цомо филтро ен тус лабиос
(Дале, даме, дај ми то
Дале, даме, да)
Пердона и ти куиеро ен ми цама
Акуи ен ел баррио цон тода мирно
(Дале, даме, дај ми то
Дале, даме, да)
 
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
(Мој, мој, мој, мој ...)
 
Дада, дамо, фантазија
Дај ми то, једну ноћ бланца цомо ел диа (Моа)
Дарела, дама, фантасиа
Дај ми то, једну ноћ бланца цомо ел диа
 
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
Ладибуг, бубамара, бубамара
У садду јабука маува, моја маунка
 
Калинка ...
 
Дале, даме, дај ми то
Дале, даме, дај ми то
Једна ноћ бланца цомо ел диа
 

Prica

Sve te linije na mom licu
pricaju ti pricu ko sam ja
toliko prica od tome gde sam svuda bila
i kako sam dosla tamo gde sam sad
ali ove price ne znace nista
ako nemas nikog kome da ih ispricas
tacno je...ja sam za tebe stvorena
 
Popela sam se preko planinskih vrhova
plivala sam sve do kraja plavog mora
presla sam sve granice i prekrsila sva pravlia
al' bebo sva sam to zbog tebe prekrsila
jer cak i kad nisam imala pare
cinio si me kao da sam vredna milijun dolara
yeah, tako to radis i ja sam za tebe stvorena
 
vidis da osmeh na mom licu
skriva reci koje ne izlaze
i svi moji prijatelji koji misle da sam blagoslovlena
ne znaju da u mojoj glavi je haos
ne, ne znaju kakva sam zaista
i ne znaju kao ti, sta sam prosla
a ja sam za tebe stvorena
 
Sve te linije na mom licu
pricaju ti pricu ko sam ja
toliko prica od tome gde sam svuda bila
i kako sam dosla tamo gde sam sad
ali ove price ne znace nista
ako nemas nikog kome da ih ispricas
tacno je...ja sam za tebe stvorena
 
o yeah, tacno je
ja sam za tebe stvorena
 

Itamarandiba

In the middle of my path there'll always be a stone
I'll plant my home in a city of stone
 
Itamarandiba, race stone, lifeless stone turning without life
How it's lifeless and almost without the glow of the folks who live in the valley
 
On the way to that city you'll pass by Turmalina
You'll dream of Pedra Azul, you'll live in Diamantina
 
Itamarandiba, race stone, lifeless stone turning without life
How it's lifeless and almost without the glow of the folks who live in the valley
 
On the way to that city the women are mulatto
The men are happy, as though they were kids
 

Not growing up

When you're little, you dream of being a grown-up.
One day I'll be like Dad and Mom,
I'll go to work, I'll have children.
Growing up is a long way away.
They say if I want to make it
I have to be good at school
and you're not shaping your future
in a detention room.
They say school teaches you life,
but nobody ever asked me
if I liked it or not or wanted
to settle in another way.
 
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
 
When you're little you see the big picture1,
like good guys and bad guys in the movies,
and then you learn that things have a price.
It's not in front of screens that you learn about life.
 
I can see that, when you're a woman
you have to accept everything,
obey to the stronger
and put up with everything.
What I want is lovers, not masters,
coz I don't want to submit myself.
Being a woman is too complicated,
I'd like to keep on dreaming.
 
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
...... not growing up
......
 
You have to be strong and responsible,
not much room left for carefreeness.
Had I known that, I would have taken the time
to linger a bit more in my childhood.
 
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
 
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
What should I do if I don't want to grow up?
How should I do if I don't want to grow up?
 
.... how should I do not to ....
grow up?
...... not growing up
...... I don't want to grow up oh ...
...... I don't want to grow up oh ...
 

• 1. the idiom is not very clear here. Maybe it's a kind of pun on the literal meaning ('you see things like a grown-up') but that does not really make sense to me either way. Apparently from the context it's supposed to mean 'you idealize things'

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My Fan

I put smile on your face
When I was singing you were crying love in my palm
You promised me you will always be my fan
You were during good times you have gone during hard ones
 
Do you remember when you used to love my notes
When all your dreams were about me
I did not know I could drown on land
And you tell me I am just another failure
 
My heart sings again out of tune about love
Please forgive me if it is not good for you
 
You are my fan their fan and the songs of longing
Sing to me so I wont die
I am your song your longing song
Sing to me so I wont die (x2)
 
I was singing on you like I was playing the piano
I caress your body with my notes
My fan you promised we will always be
Both during good times only one during hardships
 
And if I am leaving I take the music with me
Love yourself on another song
Next to you my voice is mute
I cant sing about your love anymore
 
My heart sings again out of tune about love
Please forgive me if it is not good enough for you
 
You are my fan their fan and the songs of longing
Sing to me so I wont die
I am your song your longing song
Sing to me so I wont die (x2)
 
I say that you are their fan
You love is a loan you give it to everyone
You say no I am no longer a hit
And the notes I am singing compromise you
 
Why would you leave,why are you still here?
Why do you say that your heart hurts if you dont have one?
You better look for another hit
I will always remain the song that loved you
 
You are my fan their fan and the songs of longing
Sing to me so I wont die
I am your song your longing song
Sing to me so I wont die (x2)
 

Halley's Comet

Versions: #2
You want to live like this
By inactivity and by convenience
For something that I can no longer understand
 
And then you love with tranquility
Like a far-off god
That has neither problems
Nor miracles to make
 
You don't understand that it'll kill us
This half-existence of ours
That the house has faucets that need changing
 
Still, one time you laughed
and showing me the sky
You drew illusions and possibilities for me
And Halley's comet wounded the black veil
That we imagine hides happiness
 
You want to live like this
With the advantages of civilization
And you pontificate about what hurts us
 
You don't see the stupidity
Of a relationship that doesn't have
Frankly, not even an ace to play
 
Still, one time you laughed
and showing me the sky
You drew illusions and possibilities for me
And Halley's comet wounded the black veil
That we imagine hides happiness
 
Leave me alone, just do it for a little bit
Let it be, don't think about it any more
Leave the radio on for me, let me sing
And something to eat would be good
 
And one night you cried looking at the sky
You drew illusions and possibilities for me
And Halley's comet wounded the black veil
That we imagine hides happiness
 
That we imagine hides happiness
 
I say goodbye
you say hello
 
I say goodbye
you say hello
 
Hello
 

I know a boy

I know a boy who has eyes so blue
A nose with little freckles on it
He smiles at me every time he walks past
But I don't know what to say
No, I don't know what to say
 
Da de dum dum, da de dum dum
With little freckles on it
Da de dum dum, da de dum dum
With eyes so blue
 
I know a boy who's lovely and fine
I wish that boy were mine
He smiles at me every time he walks past
But I don't know what to say
No, I don't know what to say
 
Da de dum dum, da de dum dum
So lovely and fine
Da de dum dum, da de dum dum
If the boy were mine
 
I smile at him and he smiles back
He's so strangely kind
And if he asks me if I want to be his friend
Yes, then I know just what I'll say
Yes, then I know just what I'll say
 
Da de dum dum, da de dum dum
He smiles back
Da de dum dum, da de dum dum
I want to be his friend
 

Marrandil

Here I am, grieving, I'm crying, because of this sunset
My colours across the afternoon sky, Garrumara Baŋgarrari, Galaŋgarri Galathi
My clouds are rising, Wuḻpunduganawirra Gumbaḻkarra, shapes like people
Reflections on the calm water for me, shimmering on the water
With this sunset
 
O.h I am, oh I am Loli (ancestors)
O.h I am Galparra, Gurrumulŋa (ancestors)
 
The wind caresses me, the arms of the northern winds
An my grandmother country, Bangulŋa Randulkuŋa Wuḏutjana Gimiyala
 
O.h I am, oh I am Loli
O.h I am Galparra, Gurrumulŋa
 
My mind has gone back, to Bekuḻ, Galupayu, dhärrin and Mayaŋ-ŋaraka
Those two Gumatj women are crying
Dela Daylulu Dhuwanydjika grieving
 
O.h I am, oh I am Loli
O.h I am Galparra, Gurrumulŋa