A keresés eredménye

Devil and cross

Theres no other girl
I can think of.
That can do with you what I can do.
 
But to get to this point with you, to have
no pride or shame.
Dont make me have
no pride or shame.
I dont want to be your devil and cross after that in revenge,
dont let me be your devil and cross!
 
Chorus:
I would even give you my blood
even if I knew I would die.
I would betray myself and everyone,
but you - I wouldnt.
Dont hurt me my dear,
know that my love is made of glass.
And it you break it
it will cut both of us.
 
If I have to I will fight.
I can do it for you.
I will live with no wealth,
as long as you are with me.
 
But to get to this point with you, to have
no pride or shame.
Dont make me have
no pride or shame.
I dont want to be your devil and cross after that in revenge,
dont let me be your devil and cross!
 
Chorus:
I would even give you my blood
even if I knew I would die.
I would betray myself and everyone,
but you - I wouldnt.
Dont hurt me my dear,
know that my love is made of glass.
And it you break it
it will cut both of us.
 

Virus and Sex

Should I give it to him, how could I though
when the General is watching from there?
 
1. Didnt you hear the General clearly at the briefing today?
Im not giving you sex no more cause corona is everywhere.
I love you more from a distance,
I will love you, I will love you!
I love you most from a distance,
I will call you my everything.
 
Chorus:
Virus and sex - keep away today!
Stay home and dont bother me!
I know youve been wanting my love for long.
I wont give it to you dear a long, long time to come!
Virus and sex - youll have me today.
Stay home and get ready!
I know youve been wanting my love for long.
Okay, dear, I think I'll give it to you today at last.
 
2. Starting today the kisses have to be virtual only.
Let the discos be online and last forever.
We shouldnt go out in the park,
its a crisis baby, a crisis baby!
We will play inside on Viber
or on Skype. Come on, to Skype!
 
Chorus:
Virus and sex - keep away today!
Stay home and dont bother me!
I know youve been wanting my love for long.
I wont give it to you dear a long, long time to come!
Virus and sex - youll have me today.
Stay home and get ready!
I know youve been wanting my love for long.
Okay, dear, I think I'll give it to you today at last.
 
Chorus (final):
Virus and sex - keep away today!
Stay home and dont bother me!
I know youve been wanting my love for long.
I wont give it to you dear a long, long time to come!
Virus and sex - youll have me today.
Stay home and get ready!
I know youve been wanting my love for long.
Okay, dear, enough - Im saying goodbye to you today!
 

Melancholy

Versions: #1
Melancholy has waves like the sea,
It lets you go and then return, it rocks you gently.
You can dance melancholy like a waltz
You can hold it in silence and feel everything inside.
It's feeling close and yet far apart,
It's travelling by standing still
It's living other lives.
It's feeling you're flying inside the planes
On the lit-up ships
On the trains that you see passing.
It has the warm, red light of a sunset
Of a wounded day that won't ever die
 
It almost feels like happiness, it almost seems like the soul moving,
The dream that mixes with reality,
You can mistake it for sadness, but it's just the soul knowing
That pain will serve it too
And it stops a moment to console the weeping
Of the wounded world that won't ever die
 
And getting lost among the desert's dunes
Or between the waves on the open sea,
Even in this city
And feeling that everything can be forgiven,
That everything is still the same,
That is to say that everything could change.
And staying silent to listen
And feeling that it might even be sweet
to die one day
in the warm, red light of a sunset
of a wounded day that won't ever die.
 
It almost feels like happiness, it almost seems like the soul moving,
The dream that mixes with reality,
You can mistake it for sadness, but it's just the soul knowing
That pain too will pass away
And it stops a moment to console the weeping
Of a wounded love that won't ever die.
 

Beautiful

Versions: #2
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Beautiful morning,
Beautiful place,
Beautiful bed,
How the sea looks so good,
Beautiful is the day
And the beautiful life is just starting.
Breath, breath, breath.
 
The phone rings, my buddy complains,
Things go bad, life is weighing him down,
To live like this doesn't interest him anymore,
To live like this this isn't worth the pain.
Love was lost, the party was over,
And the earth's engine stopped.
Life is a joke with a sad ending,
The future doesn't exist, but I say to him
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
Beautiful peace, beautiful life,
Beautiful to be reborn each day,
Beautiful is truth, when it doesn't sound like a lie,
Beautiful friendship, beautiful laugh,
Beautiful are quality people,
Beautiful are people when they don't regret,
Who win, that lose, that speak and don't lie,
Beautiful are people, and because of that I say,
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
How beautiful things can be, when you let them be beautiful.
How beautiful things are for you.
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
La sea, the morning, the house, the samba,
The earth, the peace, and the life that's happening,
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Your bed, your salsa, the spot on your back,
Your face, your desires, the weekend.
 
Beautiful are people who come and go,
Beautiful are people who let themselves go,
Beautiful are people who have no age,
Who listen, who understand, who have and who give.
 
Beautiful Portel, beautiful Peret,
Beautiful rumba, beautiful José,
Beautiful breeze that's in no hurry,
Beautiful this day, breath, breath
Beautiful are people when they are truthful,
Beautiful are people who are different,
Who shake, who feel,
Who live in the present
Beautiful are people that once were and now aren't,
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 
How beautiful things can be, when you let them be beautiful.
How beautiful things are for you.
 
How beautiful it is, when it is beautiful.
How beautiful it is
 
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
 

What a Pretty Woman I Have

Versions: #1
Oooh! What a pretty woman I have.
Just by looking at her I'm afraid.
Oh! What a pretty woman I have.
My love is oh so great.
When I go to give her a kiss,
I get jealous of her lips.
 

Bonita

The sweet honey of the night, a back alley at three A.M.
With brandy still in my system, I’ll choose who to go off with
That girl’d be nice, but so would this one and that one
She’d follow me drunkenly, walking in zig-zag steps
I could easily relieve some stress by hooking up with her
—so says the one with the small paycheck
 
I buy my spring without hesitation
and simply laugh at the ordinary people I send flying into a rage
Please, envelop me completely
 
Bonita*, let’s play around as we go
Bonita, let’s stay quiet
Bonita, I love everything about you
Hey, Bonita, tonight too, you smile at,
Bonita, these tactless customers,
hospitable even if you’re boiling with rage
So watch your step and keep an eye out for madmen
 
“Saying ‘because it’s impossible to try and live as a normal person,’
what would your parents say if they saw you now?”
Don’t talk bullshit like that
What’s with that? So what?
It’s not going to pay me anything
In any case, using men’s nature to want young girls’ flowers—
I’m making a fortune, a fortune
 
Bonita, men in vain suits
Bonita, or thick-headed nerds
Bonita, once you peel their masks off, they’re all the same
Hey, Bonita, the Moby Dick of**
Bonita, these customers
looks up from their underlying motives
Stop it with the pointless dirty jokes
 
Bonita, you play your deranged believers
Bonita, like a koto string ringing out***
Bonita, even if they were to touch you, it’d be the same in the end
Hey, Bonita, putting up a bluff as I grab your wrist
Bonita, you’re full of energy tonight too
Playing this childish game for adults
Lighting fire to a cigarette and a pregnancy
 
If I manage to get you to open up even once, it’d taste of honey