A keresés eredménye

Springtime

It's springtime, it's a wonderful time -
My garden has blossomed.
I'm agree to go out into my backyard,
Smiling, every day.
 
In a scarlet summer, I'm holding
The reddest apple in my hands.
So I'm hurrying into my lovely garden
To meet my dear nightingale.
 
You're only mine, you're only mine,
You're only mine, my nightingale.
You're only mine, you're only mine,
My dear friend.
 
On a autumn day, on a sad day
My garden is fading away.
But from my soul and my heart
The nightingale's song is still heard.
 
In a cold winter white snow is falling,
Covering my path.
I live, bringing the new spring's arrival closer
With my heart and my soul.
 

We Talk a Lot

We talk a lot, you and I
We think we found a solution
 
I make you a little stronger and you make me a little stronger
[When] I become weak, you become softer
 
If the solution was to be reached by discussion
The problems of this life would have been solved
Your heart is the one who knows
[How] to heal the biggest problem
 
When the wound is caused by someone other than you
It is possible that it heals
But you wounding yourself
You can never get better
 
I look at you and you look at me
We wait for what we wanted to say
 
Love takes us to another world
We forget what we wanted to say again
 
If the solution was to be reached by discussion
The problems of this life would have been solved
Your heart is the one who knows
[How] to heal the biggest problem
 
When the wound is caused by someone other than you
It is possible that it heals
But you wounding yourself
You can never get better
 

Festmény

Vízzel és a szerelem színeivel,
Türelemmel és nyugodt szívvel
A szádra gondolok,
Az ajkaidra és az ígéretünkre
Árnyékokkal és egy románc fényével,
Mely a legnagyobb mélységeidből süt
Már akkor is, amikor a körvonalakat rajzolom,
Már tudom, hogy valódi,
Amit meg fogok festeni
 
A vászon, ami a falon lóg, már órák óta előttem van
Van egy ötletem egy képről, amit lefesthetek,
De nincsenek meg a színeim hozzá
A vásznam még mindig üres,
És félet, hogy kimegyek a vonalból,
De leszel te a kép, amit lefestek majd
A festményemen?
A festményemen
 
Teli szerelemmel türelmesen és nyugodtan fekszem,
Minden részed fel tökéletes lett,
Mert az, amink van, sokkal több, mint az,
Amit a szavak mondani tudnak
 
A vászon, ami a falon lóg, már órák óta előttem van
Van egy ötletem egy képről, amit lefesthetek,
De nincsenek meg a színeim hozzá
A vásznam még mindig üres,
És félet, hogy kimegyek a vonalból,
De leszel te a kép, amit lefestek majd
A festményemen?
A festményemen
 
Bár követek el hibákat,
Mégis újra fogom kezdeni
 
A vászon, ami a falon lóg, már órák óta előttem van
Van egy ötletem egy képről, amit lefesthetek,
De nincsenek meg a színeim hozzá
A vásznam még mindig üres,
És félet, hogy kimegyek a vonalból,
De leszel te a kép, amit lefestek majd
A festményemen?
A festményemen
 

Painting

With water and the colours of love,
Paitence and a calm heart
I think about your mouth,
Your lips and our promise
With shadows and a romance's light,
Which shines from the depths of you
I know it's right,
What I must paint now,
As I'm drawing the lines
 
The canvas hangs on the wall and has been staring at me for hours
I have an idea about a picture to paint,
But I just can't find the colours
The canvas hanging in front of me is still empty
And I'm afraid because I know I'm painting out of the line
But will you be the picture that I'm painting
In my painting
In my painting
 
Patient and full of love, I'm quietly lying
Every part of you down
Because this, what we have, i a lot more than
What words could say
 
The canvas hangs on the wall and has been staring at me for hours
I have an idea about a picture to paint,
But I just can't find the colours
The canvas hanging in front of me is still empty
And I'm afraid because I know I'm painting out of the line
But will you be the picture that I'm painting
In my painting
In my painting
 
Although I make mistakes,
I will start again
 
The canvas hangs on the wall and has been staring at me for hours
I have an idea about a picture to paint,
But I just can't find the colours
The canvas hanging in front of me is still empty
And I'm afraid because I know I'm painting out of the line
But will you be the picture that I'm painting
In my painting
In my painting
 

I've arrived here

I've arrived here
Because I smiled
When I was supposed to cry
I've arrived in peache
Because I've only bring my eyes
From before
 
I've arrived as someone who know what they want
As who know they want to live the day ahead
To live happy and not tell anyone about anything
I've arrived as someone who want to discover
What is reserved in the day that will come
 
I've arrived to the river mouth
Because I gave voice
To what was supposed to be shutted
I've arrived to the end
And considering this
I'll start again
 
I've arrived as someone who know what they want
As who know they want to live the day ahead
To live happy and not tell anyone about anything
As who know they want to live the day ahead
To live happy and not tell anyone about anything
I've arrived as someone who want to discover
What is reserved in the day that will come
 

Imagine

Try to imagine, close your eyes, my love, and imagine
your hands all tied up,
and you're stuck in a small box. That's how
you make me feel
you make me feel
Sit down and contemplate, think a little, maybe things will change
How come you don't know that there's a big difference between love and ownership?
There's a big difference
I lost myself searching for you, and forgot my heart in your hands
I lost myself waiting for the day you wake up
Open your eyes, try to understand that I belong to myself
I belong to myself
 
You complain and boss around, meddling with all of my life
Can't you leave a little part of it for me?
A part of me that comforts me, comforts me
You, who once colored life with the most vivid colors, vivid colors
What changed? What happened? We can't be together and be free
And be free
 
I lost myself searching for you, and forgot my heart in your hands
I lost myself waiting for the day you wake up, open your eyes
Try to understand that I belong to myself
I belong to myself
 
I want to go, to fly high in the sky, I want to go
To go far away, far far away, but not after you1
But not after you
 
I lost myself, I lost myself waiting for the day you wake up
Open your eyes, try to understand that I belong to myself
 

• 1. alternatively: behind you

Dearest

O, red flower
you gather the weary
cradle them 'till all's dewy
O, red flower
you gather the weary
cradle them 'till all's dewy
 
Like a tenderness that permits me
to be stronger and less afraid
Like a tenderness that allows me
to be fragile and be less brave
 
O, red flower
you call to the weary
and revive them
O, red flower
you call to the weary
and revive them
 
Like an embrace that permits me
to be more vast and less troubled
Like an embrace that allows me
to be troubled and less vast
Oh, vast
 
Like a prayer that keeps me
from harm and unfulfillment
Like a prayer that keeps me
from harm and unfulfillment
 
Like a prayer that keeps me
from harm and unfulfillment
Like a prayer that keeps me
from harm and unfulfillment
 

Tavasz

Ím eljött a szép tavasz,
A kertem is kivirágzott.
Örülök, hogy a kertembe kimegyek
Minden nap egy mosollyal az arcomon.
 
Amikor eljön a piros nyár
A kezemben egy szép alma,
Tehát, a drága kertembe sietek
Mert látni akarom a csalogányomat.
 
Nekem csak te vagy, nekem csak te vagy,
Drága csalogányom,
Nekem csak te vagy, nekem csak te vagy,
Drága barátom.
 
Egy őszi napon, egy szomorú napon
A kertem hervad,
De a szívemből és a lelkemből
Még visszhangzik a csalogányom dala.
 
Hideg télen esik a fehér hó
És minden ösvényemet befedi,
Élek és szívemmel és lelkemmel
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