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I don't understand

I sit between your acquaintances,
you all speak Spanish, nobody is talking with me.
I'm smiling and pretend I don't mind it,
and even pretend, that I somewhere like see something, what I'm interested in.
And I'm thinking, if and when will it end already,
if we would undestand ourselves, if I would understand you.
 
And I don't understand, I don't understand what I'm doing here,
and if and when will it end,
how did I get there, I don't understand,
I don't understand.
 
I look into the ground, I look at you,
I look at my hands, I look into myself,
I look at sir, and don't understand what I am doing here.
What am I doing here.
 
I wait for examination, full waiting room,
one crying girl goes out after every other.
One was with mum,
second probably with husband, third alone,
all of them were crying.
 
Probably it's because of that, where we're sitting,
what is this waiting room?
Maybe I'll be crying too,
I'll be surprised.
 
And I don't understand, I don't understand what I'm doing here,
and if and when will it end,
how did I get there, I don't understand,
I don't understand.
 
I look into the ground, I look at you,
I look at my hands, I look into myself,
I look at lady, and don't understand what I am doing here.
 
What am I doing here.
 
I see at Národní [1] mass of people,
I hurry, I don't see, I force my way to my door.
I see man without a leg, lady with a scarf and child
and man with accordion, who looks, that he really can't see.
 
And then I will meet Peter Binder [2] here,
I tell him, how many things I don't understand,
and then he'll tell me that sentence, that sentence,
that I will write on a wall of my flat later.
 
Even if it doesn't look good, it works for goodness.
 
I understand a little bit, I understand what am I doing here,
and I don't ask, if it will end,
how did I get there, I don't understand,
but it doesn't mind.
 
But it doesn't mind,
it doesn't mind, I understand what am I doing here.
But it doesn't mind,
but it doesn't mind,
but it doesn't mind, I understand what am I doing here.
What am I doing here.
 


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27.10.2024

Eternally





Always, you know, I’ll wait for you
If you call for me, I’ll come to you
As long as there’s a heartbeat I feel in my chest
It will be for you, only for you, my love!
 

Shhh! People
Wish for the harlequin show
The little song of fortune
Young lady, give a few coins to the parrot
Parrot, thank the lady
Shhh! People
The harlequin show is over
Parrot, parrot, let’s go home
 


27.10.2024

Eternally





Destiny separated our lives
But even far apart, we’ll be close inside
This love of ours
Is strong and will never die!
 

In my dreams, I’ll see you still
Wherever you are, with you I will
And in the air and in the things
All around me here
You will be there
Only you
Always you
Always, you know, I’ll wait for you
If you call for me, I’ll come to you
As long as there’s a heartbeat
I feel in my chest
It will be for you
Only for you
My love!
 

Always, you know, I’ll wait for you
If you call for me, I’ll come to you
As long as there’s a heartbeat
I feel in my chest
It will be for you
Only for you
My love!
 


27.10.2024

Eternally





This love of ours
Is strong and will never die!
 

In my dreams, I’ll see you still
Wherever you are, with you I will
And in the air and in the things
All around me here
You will be there
Only you
Always you
Always, you know, I’ll wait for you
If you call for me, I’ll come to you
As long as there’s a heartbeat
I feel in my chest
It will be for you
Only for you
My love!
 

Destiny separated our lives
But even far apart, we’ll be close inside
This love of ours
Is strong and will never die!
 

As long as there’s a heartbeat
I feel in my chest
It will be for you
Only for you
My love!
 


27.10.2024

Eulalia Torricelli





The characters in this song
Were invented by the authors
If they resemble any real people
Please forgive us, dear folks
Here we’re talking about a certain lady
Who let herself be kissed one night
By a forest ranger
By the name of De Rossi Giosuè
 

You don’t know her
She has beautiful eyes
(Who?)
Eulalia Torricelli from Forlì
You don’t know her
She owns three castles
(Who?)
Eulalia Torricelli from Forlì
One castle for eating
One castle for sleeping
One castle for loving
For loving De Rossi Giosuè
You don’t know her
She has beautiful eyes
(Who?)
Eulalia Torricelli from Forlì
 

Second part, second act
Eulalia has no rest
She says to De Rossi, “Let’s talk to my mother”
But he replies, “Oh, let it go!”
Then things get complicated
They get tangled up, and you know why?
With the train heading to Puglia
De Rossi Giosuè left
 

Eulalia Torricelli wants to die
(Hey!)
And she eats Giosuè’s matchsticks
She writes a will and leaves her three castles
(Hey!)
To those who have no castles, like me!
One castle in Novaga
One castle in Chiaramello
The most beautiful castle of all
She leaves to Claudio Villa
Then she gently closes her beautiful eyes
(Who?)
Eulalia Torricelli from Forlì
 

One castle in Novaga
One castle in Chiaramello
The most beautiful castle of all
She leaves to yours truly
Then she gently closes her beautiful eyes
(Who?)
Eulalia Torricelli from Forlì