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I'm Contented

Oh, you're so delicate and innocent everytime
And I've already had designs on you for a long time
Oh, it was so hard to steal your heart honey
But you know me, I tricked you at the end
 
I wouldn't burn like this if it was some other love
I wouldn't be a slave like this to someone else
Oh, it was so hard to steal your heart honey
But you know me, I tricked you at the end
 
Did we fall in love for nothing
I'm ok with anything you say
Did we love so sincere for nothing
I'm ok with anything you say
Did we come all that way for nothing
We learned what longing means
Did we love so sincere for nothing
I'm ok with anything you say
 
If you say laugh, I'll laugh
If you say die, I'll die
I contented, ah
 
muvaffakiyetsizleştiricileştiremeyebileceklerimizdenmişsinizcesine

Oh Valeria!

Gardener, come.
Tell me what has happened
to my lovely Valeria,
the flower of Eden.
 
Gardener, please,
today I want to know
what is it that's happened
to that precious flower.
 
Exquisite flower,
why have you left?
Oh what sadness.
Oh what pain.
 
Gardener of love,
tell me please,
where has she gone to,
my precious Valeria.
 
Gardener, come.
Tell me what has happened
to my lovely Valeria,
the flower of Eden.
 
I used to take care of her.
I used to give her affection,
fertilizer
and above all, love.
 
If you have seel her there,
tell her that I don't hate her.
I'm not resentful,
and I desire for her
hap-pi-ness.
 
Valeria, I'm calling you.
Valeria, you don't answer me.
(Hear me Valeria.)
But girl,
I don't know where you are hiding yourself.
(Hear me Valeria.)
Yours with me was a comedy.
(Hear me Valeria.)
Gardener, tell me, where is Valeria?
(Hear me Valeria.)
 
(And where is she?)
Where?
(Valeria, where will she be?)
Look how you left me
(And where is she? Valeria, where will she be?)
with a wound in my soul
(And where is she? Valeria, where will she be?)
and my heart without calm.
(And where is she? Valeria, where will she be?)
Keep spending the time looking for her.
 
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Where?
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
In Vitacura?1
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Walk slowly.
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Be careful.
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
Goodbye Valeria
(Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
and may it go well with you.
 
(Hear me Valeria.)
I want you to tell her
(Hear me Valeria.)
if you see her, gardener,
(Hear me Valeria.)
how much, how very much
that I miss her,
(Hear me Valeria.)
how very much that I miss her.
 
Walk slowly.
Be careful.2
Ouch!
 

• 1. Vitacura = Location in Chile, apparently.
  (Ay Valeria, where will you be?)
  Ha ha ha ha ha haSounds like crying
• 2. More research needs to be done. Perhaps this is equivalent to 'take care of yourself'.

Gloria

Gloria, barely 15
She's run away from from home
Her jeans are tight, her hair is long
She's looking for dreams
In the streets of the big city
Scared of missing out
On what all the others have got
 
If you only listen closely
You'll hear the devil laugh
Through the neon-lit night he's shouting: 'Gloria!'
 
Gloria, you're trying hard
Inside of you, a fierce hunger for life
Is burning like a fire
Invisible voices are shouting:
'You'll be free' – they're shouting: 'Gloria!'
 
Gloria (Gloria), you keep thinking:
(Gloria)
'I'll lose all my chains now'
(Gloria)
'The night is full of songs'
(Gloria)
 
But if you only listen closely
You'll hear the devil laugh
Through the neon-lit night he's shouting: 'Gloria!'
 
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
Gloria, you still believe in miracles
You've got to learn how to fight
For whoever is weak will go down here
Don't let anyone take away your future
Don't let anyone take away your smile
The dream enticing you is as sweet as poison
But tears are bitter
 
If you only listen closely
You'll hear the devil laugh
Through the neon-lit night he's shouting: 'Gloria!'
 
Gloria, you're trying hard
Inside of you, a fierce hunger for life
Is burning like a fire
Invisible voices are shouting:
'You'll be free' – they're shouting: 'Gloria!'
 
Gloria (Gloria), you keep thinking:
(Gloria)
'I'll lose all my chains now'
(Gloria)
'The night is full of songs'
(Gloria)
 
But if you only listen closely
You'll hear the devil laugh
Through the neon-lit night he's shouting: 'Gloria!'
(Gloria)
(Gloria)
 

Seven thousand above the earth

Half past one, late night,
Seven thousand above the earth,
Snatches of sleep, the hum of turbines.
Outside the window the clouds are white
Night landscape lies,
And above it, the moon is flying.
 
Secret movement in the sky night and day,
I see the reflection of your face.
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
 
Outside the window the sky is getting darker,
The autopilot is sleeping,
It's probably raining down there.
 
The night is long, but the journey is even longer,
My flight is so long,
To those places, where you live.
 
Secret movement in the sky night and day,
I see the reflection of your face.
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
 
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
 
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
 

We Will Ruin All State Farming

We will ruin all state farming,
We will sell all towns offshore,
Just manure we'll be churning:
It will last forevermore.
 
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Opening the Heart

Soon the candle will go out,
Soon the morning will reappear,
Are you ready for the new day to start?
Are you paying attention?
Have you tidied up for its arrival,
Have you cleaned with water in preparation?
Will you remember that emptiness cannot sate you?
When will you smile with your eyes?
 
All it takes is opening your heart,
All it takes is to listen, to accept,
All it takes is to be less of me for myself,
And what should I bring for you?
For you...
 
Should the way disappear,
Forget about your destination,
Every day it will renew itself in you,
Written on the moon,
And when the sun hides itself for a moment,
We'll remember what we're missing,
Just come closer, you'll see me waiting,
Always there to read your face,
 
All it takes is opening your heart,
All it takes is to listen, to accept,
All it takes is to be less of me for myself,
And what should I bring for you?
 
All it takes is opening your heart,
All it takes is to listen, to accept,
All it takes is to be less of me for myself,
And what should I bring for you?
For you...
 
Soon the candle will go out,
Soon the morning will reappear,
For you...
 
Soon the candle will go out,
Soon the morning will reappear,
For you...
 
Soon the candle will go out,
Soon the morning will reappear,
For you...
 
Soon the candle will go out,
Soon the morning will reappear,
For you...
For you.
 
Translations are never word-for-word, but always about some degree of interpretation (word choice, word order, grammar etc...). Enjoy :)

Colours

Versions: #2
Drawing in a trance, his eyes don't leave the page,
Not a brush, he needs something more,
This is the outline of his life,
 
Within seconds he creates whole worlds,
Converting wisdom into colours,
All around people are asking why wait,
There are boats in the sea,
 
There are those who say that colours are a world of make-believe,
Uncool, somewhat less worthwhile,
You won't really discover new lands,
And there are others like me, who are still convinced,
That everything happens for a reason,
And there's no arguing with the soul,
 
He crumples it and tosses away the pencil, disturbed and unable to sleep,
They've been arguing for a while over what not to draw,
Go figure, go lose your temper at the sea,
 
There are those who say that colours are a world of make-believe
 
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Translations are always 'non verbum e verbo sed sensum de sensu' - not word for word but sense for sense. Enjoy :)

My Nights

Once more you started and said,
Leave her be, leave her be,
When I'm unhappy I escape,
To the sea, to the sea,
I don't understand everything, but I've become accepting,
 
The music that's playing,
Floods me, floods me,
And when the show is over,
Take me, and yourself,
I don't understand everything,
But I'm slowly learning,
 
Like a shepherd for your flock of silences,
Kissing away all your fears,
Pointless to say I've gone,
Too late to say I've stayed,
A diamond for the ring you gave me,
'To ask for your hand' you whispered,
'You're the light in my nights,
My nights, my nights,
My nights.'
 
The flickers of a city in the darkness,
Leave me be, leave me be,
All souls falter on their way,
Mummy's here, mummy's here,
Words written in the sand,
Look, every one has value,
 
Like a shepherd for your flock of silences,
Kissing away all your fears,
Pointless to say I've gone,
Too late to say I've stayed,
A diamond for the ring you gave me,
'To ask for your hand' you whispered,
'You're the light in my nights,
My nights, my nights,
My nights.'
 
Like a shepherd for your flock of silences,
Kissing away all your fears,
Pointless to say I've gone,
Too late to say I've stayed,
A diamond for the ring you gave me,
'To ask for your hand' you whispered,
'You're the light in my nights,
My nights, my nights,
My nights.'
 
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Translations are always 'non verbum e verbo sed sensum de sensu' - not word for word but sense for sense. Enjoy :)

Dolina ljubavi

[Grengoar]:
Na vrhu ulice Sen Deni
Postoji jedno blagosloveno mesto
Čije sveće gore od kad padne mrak
 
Tamo na sred polja
Dovoljno je doći jednom
Zato što ćete se stalno vraćati
Kabareu 'Doline ljubavi'
 
[Refren]
U 'Dolini ljubavi'
Žene ljubavi vode ljubav sa vama
Za koju sumu
 
Nema potrebe za zlatom ili draguljima
Nema ni razgovora ni slatkih reči
 
Samo koja suma za voditi ljubav
S ženama ljubavi
U Dolini ljubavi
 
Andalužani, Jevreji, Mavari
Dolaze odasvud, od svih luka
Pustolovi, trgovci
Dolaze da se odmore u prolazu
Katalonci i Flamanci
Dolaze da spiskaju sav svoj novac
 
Žene ljubavi koje me slušate
Ovo je govor trubadura
Koji dolazi da isplače svoj ljubavni jad
U kabareu 'Doline ljubavi'
 
Udarajte tambure
Za okolinu da požuri u Dolinu ljubavi
 
Nema opasnosti da ćete se zaljubiti
Pod galantnošću 'Doline ljubavi'
 
Pronaćućete pod somotom
Cveće noći
Sreću dana
 
[Fibes]:
Kada mi se dogodi ljubavni jad
Odmah požurim u 'Dolinu ljubavi'
Izlazim pred zoru u kabare 'Doline ljubavi'
 
Ali, dame, izvinite me
Ja čekam lepu Esmeraldu
Ona veruje da je pročitala svoju sudbinu na linijama moje ruke
 
[Grengoar]:
Vrata Severa
Od Foborga
Na poprecnom putu do Popinkorta
Svi razbojnici
Svi huligani
Su izlazili u 'Dolinu ljubavi'
 
Muškarci 'od srca'
Obeščašćuju se ovde
Viđamo ih pijane
I mrtve pijane
 
U 'Dolini ljubavi'
Žene ljubavi vode ljubav sa vama
Za koju sumu
 
Nema potrebe za zlatom ili draguljima
Nema ni razgovora ni slatkih reči
 
Samo koja suma za voditi ljubav
S ženama ljubavi
U Dolini ljubavi
 

Strawberries and White Clovers

Tuula, do you long for bygone years
And impossible moonlight swims
Tuula, when you can't sleep at night
And a falling star waits for you in the skies
 
Do you dare to hope
For another chance
You wouldn't be the only who wants to
Return to the start and choose a better path
 
Strawberries and white clovers
Your journey was like a summery forest path with
Strawberries and white clovers
Your road through my frost-covered wasteland
 
Tuula, if you long for bygone years
Let's ride a motorcycle to the impossible
Tuula, I'll send you a message today
Hey, are you alone, I'm sorry if I wake you
 
Do I dare to hope
For another chance
That I wouldn't be the only who wants to
Return to the start and choose a better path
 
Strawberries and white clovers
Your journey was like a summery forest path with
Strawberries and white clovers
Your road through my frost-covered wasteland
 
Strawberries and white clovers
Your journey was like a summery forest path with
Strawberries and white clovers
Your road through my frost-covered wasteland
 

Waltz of Astrid

Don't you remember how the sun shone when I gained your loyalty?
And how the meadow was verdant when I seeked into Astrid's embrace.
 
Oh, won't you be a loving father, because this is your child.
She could grow up in her father's care, or otherwise she'll be left out in the cold.
 
Why did you trust the games of spring, because I truly didn't think it through
I already have given my hand, but not for Astrid
 
For I am a noble man, I won't start looking after your child.
No law binds me to you, no matter how you would like it to.
 
Oh, father and mother, loved ones, forgive me.
Have mercy on my small child, take her with you.
 
Don't you dare to show yourself in front of us, you despicable and miserable.
Since you ruined your parents' name just like that.
 
Oh, father and mother, give your mercy, since I am a young one still.
I can't manage on my own, I see the death upon
 
You were our loveliest child, now your soul is unclean.
You can't be our child anymore, just go, goodbye!
 
You were sitting here in the warmth of hearth, the evil on the roads drove me here.
Alone with my little child, may I stay with you?
 
This house is not for a drifter, keep on walking.
Who tells us to give shelter for every despicable with children!
 
She went through the snow and waded the ice, no matter of storm and cold.
She travelled til' exhaustion, nobody took her in.
 
If she got a piece of bread or clothing, it was given to the child, though she herself suffered from hunger and cold.
 
Now the storm is on and blowing, she looks at her child.
The little one cries and struggles, the gruesome forest sways.
 
She took a sash from her waist, tied around the little one's neck.
You don't need to suffer anymore, my child, let this be the farewells
 
And the dead pale cheeks she kisses one more time.
Now the child is fine and little one quiets down.
 
When spring and warm weather arrived again, and the ice of lakes melted away, the iron gates of prison stayed shut after the incident with Astrid.
 

Tonight I am yours

Pull down the blinds
Turn off all the lights that disturb [us]
Lie down and listen
To the screams of the city outside
 
Turn around slowly
And smile the way only you can
 
Tonight I am yours
Tonight you are mine
And no one will take away
This night from us
 
No, no, no
 
Now the hour has struck
Done with glances and talking
I offer you my body
On a silver platter
All that can be heard in the house
Is the neighbour's TV
 
Tonight I am yours
Tonight you are mine
And no one will take away
This night from us
 
Tonight I am
Tonight I am yours
 
I've always liked you
To hide for a while
[To] caress you in the dark
And forget everything, I am me
[To] just be human
And enjoy
Until nights turn to day[s]
 
Tonight I am yours
Tonight you are mine
And no one will take away
This night from us¨
 
Tonight I am yours
Tonight you are mine
And no one will take away
This night from us
 
No, no, no, no
 
No one will take away
This night from us
 

Waves

Leave your worries aside
Don't think about everything anymore
Don't think anymore
 
Keep your arms open
You can catch thousands of dreams
On handwritten notes
 
We light colorful fireworks
Let your dreams fly
All the further
 
Forget the hardship which weighs down on you
Today is another chance
A new life
 
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves warmed by the sun
The night will be ours
And the waves, waves come towards you
 
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves warmed by the sun
The night will be ours
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves, waves
 
Fly through the clouds all the further
Don't think about everything anymore
Don't think anymore
 
We light colorful fireworks
Let your dreams fly
All the further
 
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves warmed by the sun
The night will be ours
And the waves, waves come towards you
 
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves warmed by the sun
The night will be ours
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves, waves
 
Take the full moon with you
As a reminder of all that is to come
We run naked on the beach
On the sand, we leave soft footprints.
 
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves warmed by the sun
The night will be ours
And the waves, waves come towards you
 
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves warmed by the sun
The night will be ours
And the waves, waves come towards you
Waves, waves
 
If I have made a mistake, please, tell me! Thank you!
Dacă am făcut o greșeală, te rog, spune-mi! Mulțumesc!

Belonging here

You see, nothing really happened
You just wasted a round
But the bullet is here in my heart
 
No problem, but let's play something else
Put away that strange look,
On my part everything’s okay
 
I wish we could start again
Let this song be yours,
Maybe then you’ll see me differently
x2
 
I’ve always hoped
That it’s good for me, and good for you, too
Maybe I’ve been hoping too much:
I can belong here, too
Oh, maybe I can belong here
Oh, I can belong here, too
 
Honestly, I’m not angry with you
In fact it’s me that can’t be accused
In my soul everything is alright
 
And if you don't change
Then it’s not just me that in the morning
Must wake up bearing this face
 
I’ve always hoped
That it’s good for me, and good for you, too
Maybe I was hoping too much:
I can belong here, too
Oh, maybe I can belong here
Oh, I can belong here, too
x2
 
I wish we could start again
Let this song be yours
Maybe then you’ll see me differently
 
I wish we could start again
 
I’ve always hoped
That it’s good for me, and good for you, too
Maybe I was hoping too much:
I can belong here, too
Oh, maybe I can belong here
Oh, I can belong here, too
I wish we could start again
x2
 

Yet Again My Darling Denny

Yet again my darling Denny
Had to run away in haste.
Hubby didn't lose a penny:
Denny's left his briefs misplaced!
 
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Yes, I Vowed...

Yes, I vowed and bet my knave tooth
That I've never been unfaithful.1
But five times since then it's been:
I had tooth implants put in!
 

• 1. to my boyfriend

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Enough

I sneer at women who giggle sweetly at parties
My own laugh is very un-ladylike, I bray like a horse
So I should probaby never go to the
I'd get loud and behave like
A little nice, a little cute
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
I guess I am pretty enough
 
In the summer, when I'm with my family at the ppol
When everyone else is swimming, I'm just there being cool
When the children get out, all the adults swim
Then it's my turn, I into the pool even though I'm nearly 50
 
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
A little nice, a little cute
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
I guess I am pretty enough
 
If a friend invites me over to their place tonight
Everyone checks out the evening dress code except for me
So I show up in jeans and a t-shirt, no makeup on, hey
Or over-the-top and glittery with sequins like
 
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
A little nice, a little cute
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
I guess I am pretty enough
 
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
A little nice, a little cute
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
I guess I am pretty enough
 
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
A little nice, a little cute
Oh, enough, I just want to be good enough
I guess I am pretty enough - yes, moderation is best
 
Jag uppskattar gärna förslag och korrekturläsningar.

Valeria

I live in an illusion
Which will never be true
If I get to your station
I fly to another reality
Oh Valeria
Oh Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs I imagine
How you would kiss
Valeria
 
In the city there is no longer
A single street in which I don’t think of you
Wanting to kiss you
What do I do walking around Madrid?
Today everything tells me that if I pluck up the courage
Like a child at a fair
I’m on the verge of a heart attack
For your love Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs
I imagine
How you would kiss
Oh Valeria
 
Oh Valeria
Oh Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs I imagine
How you would kiss
Valeria
If I look at you I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs
I imagine
How you would kiss
Oh Valeria
 

Кроз долину

Ходам кроз долину сене смрти
И не бојим се зла, јер сам слеп за све то
И, мој ум и моја пушка, дају ми утеху
Јер знам да ћу побити своје непријатеље кад дођу
 
Наравно, доброта и милост ће ме пратити читав живот
А ја ћу се заувек задржати на овом свету
Још ходам поред мирних вода и оне ми смирују душу
Али не могу ићи правим путем, јер сам грешан
 
Наиђох на човека на врху брда
Који себе прозва спасиоцем човечанства
Рече да је дошао да спасе свет од пропасти и бола
А ја му рекох 'Како можеш спасити свет од њега самога'
 
Јер ходам кроз долину сене смрти
И не бојим се зла, јер сам слеп за све то
И ходам поред мирних вода и оне ми смирују душу
Али знам, када умрем, моја душа ће бити проклета
 

I Have Turned So Many Down

I have turned so many down,
I've rejected everyone.
Now I'm left alone and out -
No one marries me, I'm done!
 
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The Obscure Waltz

They are not people to slow waltz
The good prowlers who slides in the night
They prefer to it the lively waltz
Supple, fast, where someone turns with no noise
Silent they take in their arms their lady love
Combining the overalls and the petticoat
light, light they go with them
In a cheerful whirl
 
It’s the moon fellows’
Obscure Waltz
the light bother
And who searches a dark corner
It’s the moon fellows’
Obscure Waltz
To each her own (1)
Dance it in the evening
 
They are not tender for their spouses
And when it’s needed, know to give them a hiding
Only one soupçon of their jealous soul
and the prowlers are ready to take revenge on
While they do to Berthe, to Léonore
a madrigal in verse at their manner
a brave agent, by his resounding talent
emphasize the song
It’s the moon fellows’
Obscure Waltz
the light bother
And who searches a dark corner
It’s the moon fellows’
Obscure Waltz
To each her own
Dance it in the evening
 
When the prowler, in the night, goes after
And by the throat grabs a passer-by (2)
The good friends, in other that any noise fade
Not far from him sing hugging each other
While he stoles a magnificent dwelling
or he emerges victorious from a fight
The good bourgeois fascinated by the music
Murmur all in unison
 
It’s the moon fellows’
Obscure Waltz
the light bother
And who searches a dark corner
It’s the moon fellows’
Obscure Waltz
To each her own
Dance it in the evening
 

The Little Clock

Versions: #2
I see a tender smile, it’s calling,
I still recollect my falling.
But hearts don’t want to reason,
So I make mistakes, it’s easy.
I am ready to let you dear
game of love with me.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right, even if love is wrong.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right, even if love is wrong.
 
tick-tock.
 
Rain’s droping its clear tears,
Let’s toast my fail, my dear.
Then you and me won’t care
How I’m twice mistaken there.
I am ready to let you now
play with me in love
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 
Tick-tock…
Don’t regret. You’re right …
Tick-tock...
even if love is wrong...
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 
Name me girl of you and call to dance. Come to me,
And embrace with your hands, say a lie and mislead.
I hear a little clock, and it is laughing tick-tock.
Don’t regret, you’re right even if love is wrong.
 

Festival

In the city of flowers, said those who saw him pass by,
that maybe he had too much to drink, but for him it was normal.
One thought it a matter of women
another said 'just like Marilyn Monroe'.
They carried him away in two hundred
too bad that it was only when he left.
The night they took the wine and washed the road with it.
Who killed the young angel who went around without a sword?
 
And the man of the television said:
'No tears should be wasted, at the end of the day, what
is more beautiful than life? spring has just started...'
Some recalled that he had some debts,
muttered under breath that that was the reason.
He was full of tranquilizers, but he wasn't a mean guy.
The night they took his hands
and used them for a louder applause
Who killed the little prince who didn't believe in death?
 
And far, far away, say what you will
but not that silence hasn't been respected.
The musical correspondent wrote:
'Everything's been paid'
They gathered behind the stage
with sweaty eyes and hands in their pockets
everyone said 'I have been his father!'
so that the show won't end.
The night that they all went to dinner
humming 'La vie en rose'
Who killed the porter's son
who was in a rush, and couldn't stop?
 
And so the game ended
with the friends coming from afar
to lay a rose over the crime reports
closing an eye, shaking a hand.
Some still remember him as he lights a cigarette
others made a monument to him,
to forget him a bit quicker.
The night they took the wine and washed the road with it.
Who killed that young angel who went around without a sword?
 

I Had Trouble With The Misses

I had trouble with the misses
Everywhere since I was kid.
Aunties beat me for the nieces,
And for daughters - mommies did.
 
© St.Sol @ LT: all rights reserved.

When You Have Friends

I know I can always be so down
How great my pain still is
but friends don't let you suffer alone
 
There are always folks there ready for you
Who support you and are by your side
And I keep telling myself:
 
Don't forget your friends
A lot that doesn't go well, does when you have friends
And if you need it, you'll see the page smoothly turn with friends
 
You can count on friends
They know neither envy nor hate
They treat you good
And even when you don't see each other
No matter what no one forgets
Come what may
[But] at some point you'll meet again
 
Don't forget your friends
A lot that doesn't go well, does when you have friends
And if you need it, you'll see the page smoothly turn with friends
 
Don't forget your friends
A lot that doesn't go well, does when you have friends
And if you need it, you'll see the page turn with friends
 
Don't forget your friends
A lot that doesn't go well, does when you have friends
And if you need it, you'll see the page smoothly turn with friends
 

Colors

Draws Hypnotized Not moving my head from the page
Not a brush He needs a little more
it's about lines of his life
 
In seconds he builds worlds
Translator to colors some wisdom
People are asking what to wait for
There are ships in the sea
 
Some say that colors are a world of looks
Not worth a little less lucrative
You will not really discover a continent
And there are others like me convinced
That everything happens for a reason
And do not argue with the soul
 
Creases and throws the pencil Restless did not fall asleep
They are in a fight It's been awhile he didn't paint
go figure go be mad at the sea
 
Some say that colors are a world of looks
 

Game Of Waves In My Memory

just an empty home and the sea murmur
World is shattered for me
Some old boat and an island asleep
Know i wait for you in vain
I know it well, that it's untruthful, that...
 
Game of waves in my memory
When you're not there
Game of memories of our love is
All I have
 
I'm alone now, you're not here
What is left of us?
All those happy dreams are past to us,
There's no love for that world
And all I know are those memories
 
Game of waves in my memory
When you're not there
Game of memories of our love is
All I have
 
The sea knows that life with you is
Not a lie and not a dream
The sea knows why I cry for you
And why I loved you!
 
Oh, I know it all too well that it is untruthful, that...
 
Game of waves in my memory
When you're not there
Game of memories of our love is
All I have
 

Love waltz (Dear friend)

Once we were children,
You were friend to me.
Bareheaded, barefoot,
We used to walk across gardens.
 
I saw you, my friend,
I remembered again,
Like a sweet dream,
Those passed times...
 
Ah, why, for what,
I am so but today.
Ah, why I can't hold
Your hands...
 
How graceful you are, how beautiful you are,
Tonight, dear friend...
 
This kind of beauty,
Why I didn't feel at that time,
Like today, my friend?
Whatever happens today, believe, my dear,
The loving heart would already tell you its word.
 
Ah, why, for what,
I am so but today.
Ah, why I can't hold
Your hands...
 
How graceful you are, how beautiful you are,
Tonight, dear friend...
 

Marie-Antoinette

She holds the last king of France
stubbornly1 to her heart2.
She says again how much she loves him,
and that he has to survive her absence
and harbour no thought of revenge.
And her guards already drag her away.
 
She would want to leave it up to God,
but where is God right now?
She says: 'you can cut my hair,
but please take care of my child'
 
She walks obediently,
remembering the dance steps
in her queenly finery.
She retained that elegance
that would grant the court of France
its European insolence.
 
She hears the shouts of the crowd
and the insults of the innocents3
She hears the drums rolling
and the belfry of St Vincent.
 
Soldiers, hats off.
The queen walks to the scaffold.
Soldiers, this is one death too many.
Which republic is without its faults?
 
She thinks of the former king of France,
of her nice childhood years
in an Austrian province.
And, as the cart comes forth,
she takes her allotted place
next to a Gypsy girl4
 
She would want to leave it up to God,
but God is never where He should be.
She refuses to lower her eyes
in front of the executioner's hood5.
 
Soldiers, hats off.
The queen walks to the scaffold.
Soldiers, this is one death too many.
Which republic is without its faults?
 
She no longer knows what she's thinking about.
Everything changes dramatically6 as something obvious7
She seems to hear the noise of chains,
and in a silent whisper,
deep inside everyone's consciousnesses
everybody wonders: 'why the queen?'8
 

• 1. lit. 'insistently', but that doesn't really make sense in French either
• 2. it's about Louis XVII, a 8 years old child who would eventually die in prison two years later.
• 3. ??? sounds like 'innocent' is meant as 'feeble-minded' here. Or maybe the people that are not to blame for her execution?
• 4. I suppose that's a wink to Esmeralda, though I wonder what Notre-Dame de Paris has to do with the French revolution. In reality she was accompanied by a priest.
• 5. this is purely apocryphal. As the story goes, she inadvertently stepped on the executioner's toes and her last words were 'I beg your pardon, Mister. I did not do it on purpose'
• 6. the verb also means 'topple over'. It's obviously a kind of play on both meanings. Not a very good one, in my opinion.
• 7. I don't know what they mean by that
• 8. Though the crowd indeed remained silent after her death, Marie-Antoinette was a symbol of all that was wrong with the nobility. Living in an indecent luxury, oblivious to the needs of her people, playing the shepherdess with her courtesans while children starved in the streets around her palace. I very doubt many commoners questioned the reasons for her execution.

Terror, citizen

Terror1, citizen
I can see it dance in your hands
I can feel it clearly, going along
with all these heads in your basket.
 
Terror, citizen,
I can see it coming tomorrow,
along with the taste of others' blood.
Who's next? Who's to blame?
 
Terror, citizen,
from the Vendée2 to Saint Germain3
I can see it being thrown like a stone
by Robespierre's hand.
 
Terror
Terror
Terror, citizen
 
Terror, citizen
I stand alongside it every morning,
in the eyes of the temple child4
they locked up to make an example.
 
Terror, citizen,
that's where it comes from. It came a long way.
It can put me on its list,
even though I'm no royalist.
 
Terror, citizen,
from the Montagnards to the Girondins5,
torn apart by a convention
that is no longer the revolution.
 
Terror
Terror
Terror, citizen
 
Oh, oh, Terror
Terror
Terror,
it's such an error, citizen.
 
Oh, oh, Terror
Terror
Terror,
it's such an error, citizen.
 
Terror is such an error, citizen.
 

• 1. 'la Terreur' is the name of a period after French revolution when many members of the nobility and alleged royalists were summarily executed, using the infamous guillotine
• 2. a region of France where a bloody civil war erupted after the revolution
• 3. I don't recall the city played any significant role during the revolution. Maybe an allusion to the ?
• 4. It's about Louis XVII, infant heir to the throne, detained in the Temple prison where he would die in 1795
• 5. the two main political factions in the newly formed parliament which was called the 'convention'. Many of its members would meet their end to the guillotine during the ferocious political struggles that followed the revolution

Crazy Stranger

I wish I could explain
How could I fall in love
Of someone who is only
The voice the lyrics and nothing else
 
Maybe you have made me understand
That without touching you can be
The story of a love
That we are fed to the heart
 
And you give me the desire to start over
To give myself again
And you give me the words that
They shout very loud an I love you
 
I'm the one who came to make you smile
Who came to be a part of you a crazy stranger
I am your idea and your imagination
Your vague idea of ​​love and open your arms
 
And I can give you a little more of everything
I will take care of each moment that is of the two, you ...
 
And although I never really saw you
I know that I live for you
I knew it since I was born I knew it
And now I am here
 
Time was slow to arrive
Maybe he made us wait
And look what a coincidence
Nice to meet you I'm going to love you
 
And you give me the desire to start over
To give myself again
And you give me ... The words that
They will scream very loudly an I love you
 
I'm the one who came to make you smile
Who came to be a part of you a crazy stranger
I am your idea and your imagination
Your vague idea of ​​love and open your arms
 
And I can give you a little more of everything
I will take care of each moment that is of the two, you ...
 
I'm the one who came to make you smile
Who came to be a part of you a crazy stranger
I am your idea and your imagination
Your vague idea of ​​love and open your arms
 
And I can give you a little more of everything
I will take care of each moment that is of the two, you ...
 

Disenchantment

We dreamed so much of being free,
of being free
before we became rebels.
 
We dreamed so much of being immobile1,
of being immobile
before we became emigrants.
 
We all loved the same France,
the same childhood,
before we made mistakes.
 
It wavers at the end of courage
on the flag of the revolutions.
It has made nobody dream,
the disenchantment.
It dwells in the hearts of men,
as the bereavement of their imagination.
It spared no one,
the disenchantment.
 
We always dreamed of always following
of always following
a wind of liberty.
 
We dreamed so much of writing the book
of writing the book
of a forgotten story.
 
We fought
for offences,
for differences2
that brought us closer.
 
It wavers at the end of courage
on the flag of the revolutions.
It has made nobody dream,
the disenchantment.
It dwells in the hearts of men,
as the bereavement of their imagination.
It spared no one,
the disenchantment.
 
This dagger in the heart
that dares not speak its name3
and kills happiness
by saying 'no' to you.
 
It wavers at the end of courage
on the flag of the revolutions.
It has made nobody dream,
the disenchantment.
It dwells in the hearts of men,
as the bereavement of their imagination.
It spared no one,
the disenchantment. (x3)
 

• 1. being immobile is not really something people dream of, for all I know. No idea what he means by that
• 2. again this PC synonym of 'diversity'. It doesn't really mean anything here
• 3. another cliché for 'hidden' or 'covert' or 'deceptive' that has no real meaning here