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Adriana - Da-mi a ta iertare, Parinte dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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Give me your forgiveness, Father

Give me your forgiveness, Father,
I’ve done wrong things before you, Lord,
Today I come back to you,
Don’t hide your love from me.
 
Far away from your house, Lord,
I was wandering like a stranger into this world,
Looking just for the happiness,
But I am sad and cheated.
 
Far away from your house, Lord,
I forgot about your love,
I forgot about my brothers,
I was thinking only of myself.
 
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További dalszöveg fordítások

Ha minden rajtad múlik majd

Lehetünk bármivé
Úgyhogy nyerjünk, próbáljunk csak szerencsét
Rég nem láttalak már
A jó ég tudja hol jártál
Igaz még neked a szó?
 
Láttad-e, amit én láttam?
Hallod-e, bárhonnan is jön a hívó hang?
Szabad lesz-e elméd
Ahol a folyó a tengerbe ér?
 
Minden úgy is igaz lesz-e majd
Ha minden rajtad múlik majd?
 
Hova mersz elmenni majd
Mit mersz megtudni majd
Ha minden rajtad múlik majd?
 

Let It last

let It last
 
How about dancing
With me you fall In love
And after a couple of sups
I land In your mouth ( the king )
 
How about dancing
Let's take off our clothes
And If this rhythm plays for you
We'll forget the hour
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
Let It last, let it last
 
You came from nothing
You stole my sight
And If I didn't know you
In your mind I already knew
That the night guides you
That you'll be mine
Let yourself go and don't laugh
 
If you try It you'll love It
If you stick around you'll love It more
If this rhythm plays
We'll forget the hour
 
How about dancing
Let's take off our clothes
And If this rhythm plays for you
We'll forget the hour
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
Let It last, let it last
 
You know I'm not going to quit
On your hip to dance I'm going to stay
When you decide to confess to me
It'll be a matter of time
 
You'll see that If you try It you'll love It more
If you stick around you'll love It more
And If this rhythm plays
We'll forget the hour
 
If you try It you'll love It
If you stick around you'll love It more
If this rhythm plays
We'll forget the hour
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
Let It last, let it last
 
I oh'
I don't want the whole night to pass
It's over
Let's put an end to this wait
 
The king
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
 
And let It last let it last
Let It sweat let it sweat
No doubt no doubt
That to my house you move In
Let It last, let it last
 
Jen
simple
This is a classy street
It was time
Hey
let's throw It a candel
So that It moves
Little cuban and the Puerto Rican
Don
Jen
 
they can Interest you
 

Ten decimas of salute to the Argentinian People

There in my fields there is people
Called 'don't forget me';
Whoever knows them should keep
Their memory as a gemstone,
Because there are oblivions that burn
And there are memories that make things big,
Things that don't seem like it
Like the floating ice floe,
Underneath they are giants
Submerged and shaking.
 
My people is a calm sea
Under a stormy sky:
In its slow life beat
The rackets of the thunder.
It could conceive in its breast
The old days warriors
And when the time comes,
Tomorrow will be able also
To nail by its will
A thousand stars in the dawn
 
There's no rushless thing
Like a people making history
They're not seduced by the glory
Neither imagine the future
They walk with sure step,
Calculating every step
And what it seems backwardness
Soon uses to transform
Into things that for the fool
Are cause of his failure
 
My people isn't argentinian,
Neither paraguayan, nor southern;
They're called 'eastern people'
Because of it's destiny.
But it walks the road
Of its loved brothers,
The one of so many humilliated,
The one of Latin America,
The blood whose veins
Also beat in it's side.
 
My people wasn't absent
Even less with the back turned
On the tragic and bitter
History of the continent.
We were a balcony facing
A ruined tenant house
-The one of Latin America
Frustrated in bad loves-,
Harvesting some flowers
Between Brazil and Argentina.
 
But didn't last long
The flowers in the balcony,
The quarrelsome and his reckless
Ambition, cut them down.
And were the same hands
That ruined the orchard,
And finished it,
The ones that today show, greedfully,
Instead of a bouquet of roses
Some paper flowers.
 
There's always the stupid
Nostalgic of the garden,
But among everyone the mean
Is the one who brought the thief;
He has no forgiveness:
If they protect their profits,
Decency and ignorance
Of the people are his love;
He can't find better reasons
To buy another estate.
 
Than one, is not eastern,
Neither gringo, neither brazilian;
His passion is money
Because he's multinational.
Universal liar
Since Hernandarias came,
He thinks of his bank accounts
Weighting the poets
Who make with foolish receipts
Lavish songs.
 
So, there won't be a way
We don't walk together.
We deal the same issue
Easterns and Argentinians,
Ecuatorians, Fuegians
Venezuelans, Cusquenians;
White, black and indians
Forged in the work,
We were born from the same segment
Of the tree of our dreams.
 
And now receive, sirs,
A brotherly salute;
My eastern people say:
Better times will come.
Cifra of our loves
Motherland poncho in the scare
About my people and their sorrows
I can't talk about,
I just meant to give you
Their heart with my song.
 
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No, thanks

first verse
My name is Lea and
I got a new look for you
Lots of smile and freedom
like the most virtual trick.
It is a step to victory
it is a step to the lights
it is a step to perfection.
PERFECTION.
 
I am fighting with a smile to the Sun
I am fighting for the people
The way to the truth
blinds me
Love, so beautiful
comes to make me blind
I take
what a body makes free.
 
Chorus
Don't believe everything
what is offered to you
think with loud voice
That secret is
not to sell everybody
it is the best passe
no, thanks.
 
No, thanks
No, thanks, no
Thanks, thanks, no
 
Chorus 2
Million of people have already said
We are to many who live
Those who are unhappy
and with no light
It is a smile for happiness
it is a smile for people
for those full of worry.
Woooh!
 
I give not my soul to nobody
I keep it for myself
Real masterpiece
wordless
Each response is in me
When I fall asleep
Like to be relaxed enough
to defense myself
 
Chorus
Don't believe in everything
What is offered to you
Think with a loud voice
That the secret is in
not to sell everybody
this is passe
Oh, oh
 
Chorus again
Don't believe in everything
What is offered to you
Think with a loud voice
That the secret is in
not to sell everybody
this is passe
no, thanks, no.
 
No, thanks
No, thanks, no
Thanks, thanks, no
 
Bridge
I am a marionette for the people
hiding over masks
Equal, perfect, not satisfied
Thanks, no, no, no -ooo
 
Don't believe in everything
What is offered to you
Think with a loud voice
That the secret is in
not to sell everybody
this is passe
no, thanks, no.
 
No, thanks
No, thanks, no
Thanks, thanks, no
 
Translated by: Roland Tischer