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Prophetic Dream

Wait, Kirill, I'm scared!
There, in the woods, I can't hear the cry of birds
Where there should be houses - only a wasteland
Wait, Daniel, I'm scared!
Where there should be cathedrals - smoke
And the stream is not heard this morning
 
A prophetic dream, three boats on the water
Dream, a dream, a prophetic dream - a vision
 
Leave, these books are only decay, light on the way into darkness
If the sun burns snow, you burn yourself
Where the leg does not see the stirrups, the eyes do not feel the bottom of the
Holy Father, sin awaits, the whip awaits me!
 
A prophetic dream, three boats on the water
A dream, a dream, a prophetic dream - a vision
A prophetic dream, three boats on the water
Sleep, dream, prophetic dream - a vision
 

Arsène

It is the largest
The most charming
The most elegant
With gloves
Or without gloves,
Arsène
 
When he comes
When he gets involved
Everything is unravelling
Everything unfreezes
And bewitches,
Arsène
 
When he approaches
We hide the brooches
And the saddlebags
It empties the pockets
Without a hitch,
Arsène
 
He is the king of breakers
He's the king of the fallers
It is brilliant
Like the diamond
Fast as the wind,
Arsène
 
With his umbrella
His moustache is pleated,
The Arsene
With its infallible flair
It is irresistible,
Arsène
Irresistible and sometimes invisible
The beautiful, the beautiful Arsène
 
It's a drill
Of safes
It's a breaker
Pretty hearts
The rectifier
Of all the wrongs,
Arsène
 
He's a mobster
A Gentleman
A good living
Stunning
Never a loser
Always a winner,
Arsène
 
When he comes
When he gets involved
Everything is unravelling
Everything unfreezes
And bewitches,
Arsène
 
He is the king of breakers
He's the king of the fallers
It is brilliant
Like the diamond
Fast as the wind,
The beautiful Arsène
 

Sun, don't burn out

Jaakko is breathing deeply in a cafeteria
He's afraid of Word War 3
Spring is pushing out a comforting sprout
There's people around who you barely know
 
Jukka would drink too much even though he shouldn't
He borrows money but he always pays back
A group of teenagers don't have a lesson
They are discussing with enthusiasm
 
A couple is arguing at the corner table
If you still don't know how the song continues from here on
But I do
 
Everyone has big dreams, everyone has big fears
Wars, unemployment and climate
Festival season is about to begin, it's time to buy tickets soon
Ilosaari 1 was sold out already
Sun, don't burn out
Sun, don't burn out
 
'Do superheroes cry', Jaakko is wondering with hand on his cheek
He's looking out for the tenth time
Truth is found but elsewhere
 
At the smoking corner there's Ari, the leader of the place
He's talking with Petteri about Rolling Stones
(well I think that Exile on Main St is
clearly their best album)
 
Everyone has big dreams, everyone has big fears
Wars, unemployment and climate
Festival season is about to begin, it's time to buy tickets soon
Ilosaari was sold out already
 
Everyone has big dreams, everyone has big fears
Wars, unemployment and climate
Festival season is about to begin, it's time to buy tickets soon
Ilosaari was sold out already
Sun, don't burn out
 
At the corner table Jukka is trying to calm down the argument
(it's a mistake)
If you still don't know how the song continues from here on
But I do
 
Everyone has big dreams, everyone has big fears
Wars, unemployment and climate
Three weeks until the beginning of vacation
Getting rid of virginity, do you hit the jackpot of a weekday
 
Everyone has big dreams, everyone has big fears
 
Festival season is about to begin, it's time to buy tickets soon
Ilosaari was sold out already
Sun, don't burn out
Sun, don't burn out
Sun, don't burn out
Sun, don't burn out
 

• 1. Reference to an annual rock festival held in Joensuu, Finland

Leonid Ilyich Brezhnev

We would be well advised to go back to Brezhnev time,
And I know, we can’t do things to be like before,
But I still have hopes left,
That we'll break out of this crappy hell.
 
I just would like the peace to be stable,
And the kids to laugh
Both in my country
And on the entire planet.
 
I would like the economy to be developed,
The culture rather than radioactive level to be high,
Everyone to make sure, that he is needed and important,
I'd like, that there were no indifferent people.
 
I just would like the peace to be stable,
And the kids to laugh
Both in my country
And on the entire planet.
 
There will always be someone who will be never satisfied,
But even he will be full, healthy and free.
Let the fresh wind blow in our backs,
Leonid Ilyich Brezhnev is on our banners!
 
I just would like the peace to be stable,
And the kids to laugh
Both in my country
And on the entire planet.
 

Words are so Small, Mother

Sometimes I want to tell you
and hide for you many words
Your heart would open up
Then I get overwhelmed
and I lose my words
And I don't say how much I love you
 
Between tears and smiles,
I'm like a child whose
hands tell tales about her
and the look on her eyes
I'm this child standing before you
overwhelmed by your eternal warmth
Your love is much bigger than my words
Bigger than my smiles and tears
Oh mother, mother, mother
Oh mother, mother, mother
and I lose my words
And I don't say how much I love you
 
Sometimes I want to tell you
and hide for you many words
Your heart would open up
Then I get overwhelmed
and I lose my words
And I don't say how much I love you
 

Outro

[Verse]
It's amazing that everyone thinks they have to measure themselves
It's amazing that everyone thinks they know better
Even when kissing
Even when kissing
 

Heart Beating Greedily

The rocky back of the city
Sounds of a few taxis
Expectations circulating in blood
We rise up to the mountains
Somebody forgot First of May there
Streamers fluttering in the wind
 
We are old acquaintances
But I can't help noticing
That something has changed
Maybe it's tonight
Maybe in your steps
There's new certainty brought by the passing of time
 
When you look from above
All the houses appear small
And like sweet nests of happiness
 
I know that it isn't
The whole truth about life
But it feels good
To believe in it for a moment
There's already the delicate morning light
Glitter-colored sky
Mist on shoulders
Heart beating greedily
 
I take you home
You dial in the door code
It must be close to 5 o'clock
Your last gaze is
Long, and do I read it right
If I say that it's inquiring
 
When you look from above
All the houses appear small
And like sweet nests of happiness
 
I know that it isn't
The whole truth about life
But it feels good
To believe in it for a moment
There's already the delicate morning light
Glitter-colored sky
Mist on shoulders
Heart beating greedily
 
I know that it isn't
The whole truth about life
But it feels good
To believe in it for a moment
There's already the delicate morning light
Glitter-colored sky
Mist on shoulders
Heart beating greedily
Heart beating greedily
 

Don't think about what tomorrow brings

Have fun with us - don't be ever sad!
We will advise you on bad days!
When a tear drops off your eye
Then you can see better shades of the day
The worries will go within a couple of moments
 
Don't think about what tomorrow brings
Grab the world in your hands
There is no such sorrow
That lasts forever
Dancing will boost the pulse of your young blood
The songs will wake up the beauty that sleeping inside of you
 
Who is having fun doesn't know what tears are
No worries have fun like us!
Complaining is useless
Singing and dancing teach life!
The world is waiting for us on the doorstep
Time to hit the road!
 
Don't think about what tomorrow brings
Grab the world in your hands
There is no such sorrow that lasts forever
A smile will remove sorrows fi they're around
Sadness isn't bitter when it's gone!
 

Souvenirs

That genius who thinks
That a happy man is
Always happy
Is unbelievably stupid
Life is a series
Series of sorrows too
And the one who is afraid of that
Will stay on the shelf and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
Just like souvenirs
Will stay on the shelf and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
That observant one who finds
A woman without scars (*)
Has found a machine
And what to do with it
You can turn it on
And watch it do
Feminine things
And then when you get bored with it
You can turn it off
You can turn it off
That wise one who will discover
A formula for love
Will be considerably rich
And frustrated soon
Life is a series
Series of surprises
The one who is afraid of that
Will stay inside and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
Just like souvenirs
Will stay inside and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
Your uncompromising personality
Might have been an obstacle
In front of success
Is parties of pushers
Your stubborn personality
Might have been a nuisance
But it is a gift
You can't return it
It's like souvenirs
That wise one who will discover
A formula for love
Will be considerably rich
And frustrated soon
Life is a series
Series of surprises
The one who is afraid of that
Will stay inside and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
Just like souvenirs
Stays inside and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
Just like souvenirs
Stays inside and becomes covered by dust
Just like souvenirs
 

Where are the millions?

Versions: #1
Where are the millions? Where are the millions?
Where are the Arab youth?
Where is the Arab fury?
Where is the blood of the Arabs?
Where is the honor of the Arabs?
Where are the millions?
 
We are the rights and we are the revolution
And they are the friends of the elephants (see 105:1-5, Quran)
The generation of rights and the generation of revolution
Ababil birds (again, see 105:1-5, Quran)
We must throw rocks at them
Rocks from hell
 
We will not bow [to them], we will not listen to their orders
And their plans astray
 
Those who kissed the ribs
Stronger than armor
If our fathers perish tomorrow
Oh, history, write
No! Do not underestimate our land
And the revolution is our title
 
There is a machine gun stored in my chest
And we say, 'where are our brothers?'
 
God is with us, Stronger
And Greater than any son of a Zionist
[They can] Strangle us, kill us, and bury us in graves
[But] My land will not be slowed
The red blood, the green narrator
With a taste of lemon
 
The fire of revolution gets stronger and its price gets higher
We will be the victors!
 
Stronger than the mountains!
More than the grains of sand!
Inside of the prisons we sing and live
Out of the prisons, we do fight, we do not bow, we do not relent
 
Write, oh history!
We have faith in our revolution
The revolution is our title
 

Like a Gypsy Without a Guitar

Like a Gypsy without a guitar
Like a castle without the Loire
When you're away, I'm like that...
Like a rasta without a joint
Like a Corsican without a gun
A Normand without a wardrobe
 
Since you're away
I'm on the dot-coms
Pornographic Meetic1
And I'm like a dick
 
I'm voiceless
I'm out of neurons
I'm falling from my throne
When you're away, I don't exist
 
Like Sherlock without his magnifier
Like Tintin without his quiff
Like a socialite without his cup
 
Like a pizza without olives
A commercial break without soap
If you're away, I'm not myself anymore
Like a tree without roots
Like the theater without Racine2
On this beach without 'Aline'3
 
Since you're away
I'm on the dot-coms
Rolex, Viagra, all that
And I'm like a dick
 
I've got 18 watches
I don't realize anymore
The little beast that's rising
When you're away
I don't exist
 
Like a Martian without a saucer
Like a barber without a scoop
Like a pâté without its crust
 
Since you're away
I'm on the dot-coms
Pornographic Meetic
And I'm like a dick
 
I'm voiceless
I'm out of neurons
I'm falling from my throne
When you're away
I don't exist
 
Like a Gypsy without a guitar
Like a castle without the Loire
A Normand without a wardrobe
 

• 1. Meetic is a website used to meet people, a little like Tinder
• 2. Racine is a famous French playwright. The word 'racine' means 'root'.
• 3. 'Aline' is a famous French song by Christophe

4season (Outro)

Sunrise dazzling all day
Every night the soft moonlight, too
A fragrant wind blows (hu)
 
Flower petals fly
A better day for a picnic
Do you want to go together
This time, spend time just for us
 
One by one
Build up good memories and walk
Walk together
 
You and
You and me
You and (You and)
Together with you
 
Your and my day
Your and my every moment
Your and my season gets filled
 

The foggy morning

The morning is foggy, the morning is bleak.
The wheat fields look so sad,
Covered with snow.
Your mind reluctantly flies to the past times.
Tries to remember the long forgotten faces.
 
You will recall those exuberant passionate speeches.
The coveted glances
So shyly exchanged.
The first encounter,
The last tryst,
The sounds of the quiet voice you loved so dearly.
 
You will recall the parting
With a strange smile,
You will recall plenty,
The dear things, the distant troubles,
All the while listening to the endless rapping of the wheels,
Looking wistfully into the wide sky.
 

It's over, we're done

It's over, we're done
the words ended
there is nothing else in our eyes
apart from a bunch of tears
a black cloud
erased the sun
and erased the moon
the voice chocked
and the whispers became silent
and the string dried
it's over, we're done
there is no paper and no news
and there is nothing else in our hands
apart from a bunch of photos
 

Outro: EGO

I go back every day
To me of yesterday
To the life of giving up
I let myself go away
But in this world, you know
There are truths unchanged
Time rushes ever forward
There’s no ifs, buts, or maybes
Almost forgotten memories return
Touch of the devil, fateful recall
I still wonder, why did they beckon again
Every day ask me, guess it, whip it, repeat oh
Nothing that will change, so
I lock it up again, close
‘How much love? How much joy?’
Soothe myself and stay calm, alone
 
Yeah I don’t care, it’s all
Choices by my fate, so we’re here
Look ahead, the way is shinin’
Keep goin’ now
(Ready set and begin)
 
That way, way, way
Wherever my way
Only Ego Ego Ego
Just trust myself
 
Life not of j-hope but Jeong Ho-Seok flashes by
It must have been full of regret with no hope till I die
My dancing was chasing ghosts
Blaming my dream, asking why I live and breathe
Oh my God
Uh time goes by
Seven years of anguish come out finally
Oppressions all resolved
Into my heart come answers from my most trusted
‘Only one hope, only one soul’
‘Only one smile, only one you’
Definite answer to the truth of the world
Only one and unchanging me
Right
 
Now I don’t care, it’s all
Choices by my fate, so we’re here
Look ahead, the way is shinin’
Keep goin’ now
(Ready set and begin)
 
That way, way, way
Wherever my way
Only Ego Ego Ego
Just trust myself
 
Way I trust
Way I go
Became my fate
Became my core
Hard it was
And sad it was
Still reassured and
Made me know myself
Map of the Soul
Map of the All
That’s my Ego
Map of the Soul
Map of the All
That’s my Ego
 
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TRANSLATION IN YOUR AREA.

Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful

[Verse 1]
I think about the small of your back,
Curve that's worth of million dollars
I think about your eyes, I think about your mouth
Together we go towards the autumn
Is is the sixth or the loveliest
I still want you so bad
It hurts
 
[Chorus]
It gives me comfort that you are
the only one for me
Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful
You make me believe that tomorrow
is as big as tomorrow should be
Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful
 
[Verse 2]
The days with you are made of moments
That are impossible to replicate
With my other hand I'm reaching for the youth
How to grow old gracefully
Is it possible
With you, it is
 
[Chorus]
It gives me comfort that you are
the only one for me
Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful
You make me believe that tomorrow
is as big as tomorrow should be
Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful
 
[Verse 3]
It would be great if I had pretty children
But I think I won't
The one I have, I know so poorly
I don't always know about his/her dreams
I will look into your eyes if I can
And swear I will never betray you
You take my hand
I feel your warmth
The heaven is close now
 
[Chorus]
It gives me comfort that you are
the only one for me
Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful
You make me believe that tomorrow
is as big as tomorrow should be
Difficult, demanding, easy and beautiful
 

Bob Got Lazy In The Morning

Bob got lazy in the morning,
Time for combing couldn't spare.
Cow approached him with no warning,
With its tongue it brushed his hair!
 
© St.Sol @ LT: all rights reserved.

And me, myself and I

Versions: #3
Seven hundred millions Chinese
and me, myself and I
with my life and my home sweet home,
my headache and my shrink.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Eighty millions Indonesians
and me, myself and I
with my car and my dog
that I feed when it barks.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Three or four millions Black people
and me, myself and I
I go to the tanning booth
and to the sauna to lose weight.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Three hundred millions Soviets
and me, myself and I
with my compulsions and habits
in my comfy goose feathers bed.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Fifty millions flawed people1
and me, myself and I
watching a cute newsreader
in my idiot box at home.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Nine hundred millions starving deadbeats
and me, myself and I
with my veggie diet
and all the whisky I guzzle.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Five hundred millions South Americans
and me, myself and I
all naked in my tub
with a chick scratching my back
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Fifty million Vietnamese
and me, myself and I
Hunting rabbits on Sundays
with my shotgun I'm the king
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Five hundred billions little Martians
and me, myself and I
like your average Parisian jerk,
awaiting my paycheck
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 

• 1. Frenchies, of course

Morning

Morning is coming, it opens the window
Spreads fragrances
Blue sun goes through heavily
Moves away the curtains
 
While colors mix
Light travels through the game of the shadows
Night melts
Dreams get lost in the room quietly
Like pollen
 
While colors mix
Surreal, miraculous
Your eyes, frozen coasts
Melt, wake up
 
Morning melts ice towers
You eyes in love wake up
Morning melts ice towers
Your miraculous eyes in love
Coasts melt, bringing kisses
 

Morning of hope.

A quiet afternoon fell on the grass
a choir of stars sounded in silence
my dear, I wish, so you know,
How dear are you, how much I need you
 
I awoke from my girlish dreams
and saw how they became real
and I don´t fear at all these strong words
I live with you as in a tale
 
Choir:
I know you are a present from destiny, in a world of separation
Morning of hope, bright hopes, I meet with you
Morning of hope, our hopes, you meet with me
wherever to be, I wish to be with you
 
I’m grateful to my destiny
I ask it for just a thing:
give us more sunny days
so, after all, we are fine together
 
Choir
 
Our roads haven’t crossed in vain
we are born for each other, you and me.
 
Choir
 

Next Level

Women wrote this word 'fidelity'
Men read and re-read it, but didn't understood it.
You should know that when a woman wants to find out something
She finds three things at once.
 
It's true.
 
For each womanizer there is one expert woman.
And we won't care about anyone who comes along.
 
After all,
We pay chocolate milk for immature guys, and not attention.
When we meet someone different from all others
It's something else.
It's next level.
 
Monick

Blood-red

When pain is the only thing
That’s left of your feelings
You must wield your blade
To feel anything at all
 
When the pain numbs the pain
Is everything that remains
A quick cut - a quick happiness
Like red velvet - and no going back
 
Your blood should tell me about you
About your dreams, your pain
It should carry stories to me
Deep from your heart
 
Like an untamed beast
Burns a fire deep in you
From pain that never fades
It threatens to devour everything
 
Let words fly like blood once did
Out of your sick and silent heart
Tell me your anguish
Your passion, your pain
 
Your blood should tell me about you
About your dreams, your pain
It should carry stories to me
Deep from your heart
 
And when the proud blades
Still sing such beautiful songs
Lure and entrap you
Let them affect you no more
 
Your blood should tell me about you
About your dreams, your pain
It should carry stories to me
Deep from your heart
 
Your blood should tell me about you
About your dreams, your pain
It should carry stories to me
Deep from your heart
 
Your blood should tell me about you
About your dreams, your pain
It should carry stories to me
Deep from your heart
 

Made of Air

When before the Spring there is a long
Phase that depresses you
Then take your warmest coat
And a scar and cut the darkness in half
 
I will meet you
you will see me from afar, you will recognize my hat
you will hug me
you will start coming back to life
 
We were each other's youth
We were each other's adulthood
Deconstructively hard adulthood
We are made of air
 
Near the park there is a wooden sign
That is smeary
You want to photograph it
Could I promise you that I won't laugh
 
We were each other's youth
We are each other's adulthood
Deconstructively hard adulthood
We are made of air
 
We are each other's memory
We are part of each other's sorrow
Sorrow that becomes happiness
We are made of air
 
Joy and worry
The triumph of unfamiliarity
Of the previous Summer
Each other's boundaries
 
Light in the park
There are spaces between branches
Ice on the bench
But we sit still
 
If there is a dam missing
A stone it's the best
To run and fast
 
If you take care of me
I'll take care of you
And the life will take care of us
 
We were each other's youth
We are each other's adulthood
Deconstructively hard adulthood
We are made of air
 
We are each other's memory
We are part of each other's sorrow
Sorrow that becomes happiness
We are made of air
We are made of air
We are made of air
 

Whit Sunday morn

Morning canon, on a Whit Sunday morn,
In the birch grove white chime is on.
 
From festive sleep the village stretching,
In the bell toll wind intoxicating spring.
 
In the carved windows ribbons and shrubs.
To cry on the flowers I will go to mass.
 
Sing in the thicket, birds, and I'll sing with you,
Together we will bury my fleeting youth
 
Morning canon, on a Whit Sunday morn,
In the birch grove white chime is on.
 

Tomorrow it will be better

Tomorrow it will be better.
It will be better and better.
You must only wish it hard,
you must want it.
 
Tomorrow it will be better.
It will be much better.
You must only have this hope
in yourself.
 
There must be troubles,
there must be worries
so you can finally know
how good it is to live without them.
 
Tomorrow it will be better.
It will be much better.
You must only wish it hard,
you must want it.
 

I Am Happy

Durand had an accident
Dupont lost all his teeth
Machin has a tenth child
 
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
 
Trick Mich entered the convent
So-and-so has metempsychosis
Thing with the feet that overlap
 
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
 
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
 
So-and-so has lost the compass
Thing caught smallpox
Durant died while engineering
 
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
 
Machin has him a club foot
The girls tell me I'm handsome
It's to me that it happened
I'm happy I'm happy
Life is beautiful my children
I'm happy I'm happy
 

It's Five, Paris Wakes Up

I am the son of a station (?)
And the station does not know me
So many people leave
When it is still night
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
Bad milk will travel (?)
The proletarian to work,
While they go to bed
The artists of the Alcázar
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
Bakers bake bread
The tortilla makers marzipan, (?)
And the Crazy Saloon
The last bus leaves
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
The greengrocers are going to water
The greengrocers to scream, (?)
A cell is going to empty
And an executioner works.
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
The slaughterhouses are full
Dead meat is worth money,
Thick blood goes running
Fills the laundry rooms.
 
It's already five.
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
Everything will be able to continue
The Tour Eiffel to culminate,
Elisha to govern
Between street and boulevard.
 
It's already five
Paris lights up,
It's already five
I cannot sleep.
 

Times are Blurry, People are Crazy

People take everything, times without sub
It takes them, like that at once
They need a little pet
From a hermit or, a great gem
 
A rubber plastic thing
A little thing, to make toy
And who flames fast like tinder
 
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy
 
Yo-yo houlahop and scoubidou, keychain and cabbage holder
Wallet and cabbage leaf, it's a mania a
round-lou-rou
A madness, when the doggie, this little dog, who does magoo
 
Times are blurry, people are crazy
People are crazy, times are blurry
 
A little thing worth nails
They make it, a real Peru
The key-ports of the not-jewels it opens only the locks
No need to interview them
 
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy
 
They are like doggies from Paris to Timbuktu
When it comes to play with v-new (?)
Scoubidous, keychains of werewolves
Andalusians, or Hindus in Zulu little piou-pious
They have fun push-pebble, pull-down, manitou
Keychains, scoubidous, must fall to
knee
 
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy ...
 

Laughter one day, crying in the other

A song that comes from an autumn dream
In the solitude of march's color, my bedroom
Maybe a last cigarrete, I feel a burning
Until it's time to sleep.
 
The pain that exists in every waiting, awakens
The love that in every late night, vanishes
In a to and fro motion that does not change, in the world
I make a toast to celebrate the last departure.
 
A day she laughs, without a reason why
Then cries afterwards, because of a desire
And it's always the same each time
A great love
 
One day she goes, in the other she comes
And if she stays, she leaves as well
Life is like that
One day the laughter, in the other the pain
 
For the love that burning today like a fever, warms me
Or that tomorrow opens a wound in me, and gets cold
I know that one more suffering, and time
Will help me to forgive
 
And I go on saying 'I love you so much' to so many
And go on turning new pages, the faces
Of this adventure novel of mine, the escapes
That go on marking my life.
 
A day she laughs, without a reason why
Then cries afterwards, because of a desire
And it's always the same each time
A great love
 
One day she goes, in the other she comes
And if she stays, she leaves as well
Life is like that
One day the laughter, in the other the pain
 

Good Morning Love

My hands, your hands
lead through the life
your words and silence
give satisfaction to my heart
 
I've found everything into you
And sun and shade
I've found a peace into you
 
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Good morning my love
Hug me with your smile
While days are counting
Everything comes to its own
Each happiness is welcomed
 
Good morning love
Stay with me forever
Till last breath
Without any fear
I will live and die for you
 
My sky, my sea
In the clear mornings
Listen to your heart, follow your dreams
For better tomorrow
 
I've found everything into you
And sun and shade
I've found a peace into you
 
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