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Up to Heaven

The heat that melts the ice in your glass
My girls are on the beach, the rest are at the bar
The way we do it, nobody does it
Maybe only Katy Perry, by the end of the evening
 
It's so hot that even the sun wants shadow
But it doesn't know where to hide anymore
When evening comes, I start to like it
You start to like it, as if
 
How we get worked up, we touch each other
How we glow, the two of us melt, the two of us love each other
You know, there aren't others like us
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, weekend, us, us, just us two
You paint on papers, up to Heaven just us
I know that you want it too
 
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
You can take me even on a horse
Like in Die Entführung aus dem Serail
 
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Let's drink from the same straw
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
How about you make May from December, yeah
 
You are my Heaven
But I have too many sins
You are my star
You shine brighter than the rest
And your skin
On my skin is not a vice of a night
 
We get lost in the stars
You take me so far
Everyone makes mistakes in love
We don't mess up too often
Without you, there's no balance
With you, there's Jah Jah bless
 
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
You can take me even on a horse
Like in Die Entführung aus dem Serail
 
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Let's drink from the same straw
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
How about you make May from December, yeah
 
What will be, so little
Only in this way do I manage to hold myself together
What will be, so little
As hard as I try, I can't hold back
I want . . .
 
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
You can take me even on a horse
Like in Die Entführung aus dem Serail
 
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Take me, take me, why are you still here
Let's drink from the same straw
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
Up to Heaven, up to Heaven
How about you make May from December, yeah
 
If I have made a mistake, please, tell me! Thank you!
Dacă am făcut o greșeală, te rog, spune-mi! Mulțumesc!


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25.11.2024

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


25.11.2024

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


25.11.2024

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


25.11.2024

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further