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Turn The Wheel

This sea is made only of tears
Some people are going away from war...
At home, my mother is tired... tired,
How can I leave you now?
 
Rest awhile, oh poverty
What have we got to eat today?
Is life worth nothing anymore?
The wheel always turns... eternally
 
… And I convince the death
To take me dancing
From her pocket, I steal the joy
With the ring of Mary...
 
To all these tears of the sea
To this earth that doesn't want to end
To those who have not yet served their sentence
Turn the wheel and break the chain
 

Move on

Move on
Always move on
Go
Always keep moving on
When things don’t come out as you expected
And you feel like your world is going to end
Look at it like this, like this
Try it out, once again
I know it isn’t easy
Until you can’t take it
Keep moving on
 
Move on
Keep moving on
Until you can’t take it, keep moving on
x2
 
For me, for her
For everyone around you
Your fears, scare them away
Stop and give me a smile
 
Shake off all the bad
Shake it all away
Everyone around us
Is dancing on their own way
 
Keep moving forward
Keep moving backwards
Put on a good face
Everything will pass
 
Mmmm I wanna know
If you’re going to do
Like me
Eh, eh
 
Look at it, like this like this
Try it out once again
I know it isn’t easy
Until you can’t take it
Keep moving on
 
Move on
Keep moving on
Until you can’t take it, keep moving on
x2
 
Lerele, we are going to dance
And no, we are not going to stop
Lerele, we are going to sing
Move, move
x2
 

Усамљен

Прекривен веловима црним
замишљам како је свет мален
а срце огромно.
 
Прекривен веловима црним.
 
Помислих на уздах нежни
и вапај, нестаде
у дашку ветра.
 
Прекривен веловима црним.
 
Остала је тераса отворена
свиће зора на њој
цело небо улази.
 
Ој јојојојој,
што сам прекривен веловима црним!
 

Choirs

My sweet flower,
You who are born every day
From the lips of the sun,
Are only, always you
The one who flies with me.
Another world, make it fall
My breath turns into wind
Of the skies
A pang in my heart
Tell me, when?
 
There are over a hundred choirs
In the land of the Sardinians
And you are the print of God,
Queen of memories.
 
It’s like the time, my brother,
Oh, my golden jewel
And never turn your back on God
Because the treasure is you.
 
You look like a cloud,
Like the Mount Limbara snow-filled.
Another world, make it fall
My breath turns into wind
Of the skies
A pang in my heart
Now I feel it.
 
There are over a hundred choirs
In the land of the Sardinians
And you are the print of God,
Queen of memories.
 
It’s like the time, my brother,
Oh, my golden jewel
And never turn your back on God
Because the treasure is you.
 
… in the land of the Sardinians
… queen of memories
 
It’s like the time, my brother,
Oh, my golden jewel
And never turn your back on God
Because the treasure is you.