Barry Manilow - Soy la canción, soy la canción (I Write the Songs) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
I am the song, I am the song
I've existed forever,
I wrote the whole song,
Joined the words and melodies,
I am the music and the song.
I am the song that can make you sing,
I am the love song that knows how to inspire,
I am the song that cries with [strong] emotion,
I am the song, I am the song.
My place is within yours,
And in that one your soul resides, my love,
And through it your look,
Young again I become with a new brilliance.
I am the song that can make you sing,
I am the love song that knows how to inspire,
I am the song that cries of emotion,
I am the song, I am the song.
My music is a compass,
and gives rhythm and something,
And I wrote [it] to dance, sing and love,
Fills you with feeling, and brings happiness always to your heart,
For me, for you, for you, for me,
For everybody so...
I am the song that made you sing,
I am the love song that knows how to inspire,
I am the song that cries of emotion,
I am song, I am song.
I am the song that made you sing,
I am the love song that knows how to inspire,
I am the song that cries of emotion,
I am the song, I am the song.
I am the music (music), I am the song
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30.11.2024
No, I regret nothing
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Not the good that was done to me
Nor the bad, all of this means nothing to me!
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
It’s all paid, swept away, forgotten
I don’t care about the past!
With my memories
I lit the fire
My sorrows, my pleasures
I no longer need them!
Away with love
And all its spasms
Gone forever
I start again from zero
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Not the good that was done to me
Nor the bad, all of this means nothing to me!
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Because my life, because my joys
Today, everything begins with you.
30.11.2024
No, I regret nothing
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Neither the good they did to me
Nor the bad all of this means nothing to me!
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
It’s all paid for, swept away, forgotten
I don’t care about the past!
With my memories
I’ve lit the fire
My sorrows, my pleasures
I don’t need them anymore!
Away with loves
And all their tremors
Gone forever
I’m starting from scratch...
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Neither the good they did to me
Nor the bad all of this means nothing to me!
No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Because my life, because my joys
Today, everything starts with you.
30.11.2024
Lela From Vranje
[Verse 1]
A girl from Vranje loved me
My youth stayed by her side
It wasn't Sofka, nor Koštana
Yet the most beautiful Lela, Jelena
It wasn't Sofka, nor Koštana
Yet the most beautiful Lela, Jelena
[Chorus]
Empty, empty, everything feels empty to me
She's not here, she's not here, my Jelena
Come, come, Lela, Jelena
You've taken my youth away
[Verse 2]
Who knows where my girl from Vranje is
The most beautiful of them all, lovely Jelena
I would give everything to discover
Who has stolen my Lela
I would give everything to discover
Who has stolen my Lela
[Chorus]
Empty, empty, everything feels empty to me
She's not here, she's not here, my Jelena
Come, come, Lela, Jelena
You've taken my youth away
Come, come, Lela, Jelena
You've taken my youth away
30.11.2024
Oh Violin, Play
Oh violin, play for all the Roma
To make our days weep
To awaken our dreams
To awaken our destiny
Listen, Roma, to the forest at night
It calls our to our brotherhood
Listen, Roma, to the forest at night
It calls our to our brotherhood
Oh violin, play for all the Roma
To make our days weep
Listen to the violin, Roma
Ah, how beautiful it sounds
She wants our brotherhood
To give birth to a new sun
Listen, Roma, to the forest at night
It calls our to our brotherhood
Listen, Roma, to the forest at night
It calls our to our brotherhood
Oh violin, play for all the Roma
To make our days weep