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In Galilee (atop a Hill)

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In , atop a hill
There sits a watchman, flute on his lips.
He plays the song of shepherds
To the lamb, the kid, and a lost foal.
 
He plays, in greeting:
Come, come to me!
For there are melodies in the flute's mouth,
There are legends here in Galilee.
 
There once was an ancient hero,
Who cleaved rocks, pushed boulders,
In a song full of life out he went to battle
Against a large and mighty crowd.
 
''Tis good to die' – said he –
'On the watch for our homeland.'
There once was a riddle-hero
And had he.
 

Beautiful one who holds my life...

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Beautiful one who holds my life
captive in your eyes and has
robbed me from my soul
with a gracious smile,
come soon to my rescue
or I shall die.
 
(bis)
...
 
Your beauties and your graces
and your divine speeches
have seized my citadel
and caused so much pain
by filling my heart
with a loving ardour.
 
(bis)
...
 
Should you remain unmoved
by a fiery ordeal,
should your beauty sadden me
and deny me its help,
rather than love and suffer so
I would sooner die
 
(bis)
...
 

A blizzard sweeps along the street

A wild blizzard sweeps along the city street
Behind the blizzard follows my precious and sweet
You just wait, just wait my beautiful, my life
Let me just look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
You just wait, just wait my beautiful, my life
Let me take a look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
Be it on your pleasant beauty full of grace
Be it on your white like marble pleasant face
You just wait, just wait my beautiful, my life
Let me take a look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
You just wait, just wait my beautiful, my life
Let me take a look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
Your beauty even drove me to insanity
It dried up a handsome fellow like me
You just wait, just wait my beautiful, my life
Let me take a look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
You just wait, just wait my beautiful, my life
Let me take a look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
Let me take a look at you, my joy, throughout the tonight
 

Autumn

The leaves are already falling in the avenues and gardens
the clouds already ride a convoy in the heavens
and the last star there is shy
Autumn...Autumn...Autumn...
 
The last of the birds have already gone on their way
and they carry with them the last songs
and the wind describes in thousands of his strings
Autumn...Autumn...Autumn...
 
Ships sailing into distant days
sailing, sailing to the unknown horizons
struggling, the sea can no longer wave
Autumn...Autumn...Autumn...
 
The city is already sinking into a deep quiet
still carrying in its heart an old prayer
still carrying in its heart, but in vain, but in vain
Autumn...Autumn...Autumn...
 
Tired and spent in shadowy gardens
and all is so silent, the words have fallen mum
already we do not love, the one that loved
Autumn...Autumn...Autumn...
 

Out Slowly We Went

Out slowly we went, pale was the night,
The lights flickered in the distance
And you were as beautiful as your eyes,
While the tears were restrained in them.
 
The jackal howled, and to the vineyard you went,
And your tear dropped like resin,
And you remembered those hours before
We went out through the narrow path to battle.
 
And you remembered our laughter, so like a brook,
And you remembered a dance and harmonica,
And you remembered that stack of hay,
And the touch of his hand...
 
And if you remained, and the loneliness embraces
And you slowly pace through the vineyards,
You shall wait, then, oh so quietly,
We separated and smiled with a glance.
 

This (is ) my heart

This is my heart, this my heart
if it were of diamond,
this my heart, this my heart
if it were of diamond,
would be broken (it would break)
for so much pain!
 
how much it feels
how it feels and feels always
all the time!
How much, how much does it feels
how it feels and feels always
all the time!
 
This is my heart, this my heart
if it were of diamond,
this my heart, this my heart
if it were of diamond,
would be broken (it would break)
for so much pain!
 
how much it feels
how it feels and feels always
all the time!
How much, how much does it feels
how it feels and feels
all the time!
 
Thanks a lot for your attention!

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A kondorkeselyű röpte

Az andoki kondor felébredt álmából
hívta őt a derűs hajnali fény felszállni.
A szárnya kibontakozott lassan,
és leereszkedett a kék folyóra inni.
 
Mögötte az árnyékával borította föld,
a zöld lugas, a béke és a szeretet.
Mögötte a kivirágzó ágak, és a felkelő nap
a búzamező felett, a búzamező felett.
 
Az andoki kondor felébredt álmából
hívta őt a derűs hajnali fény felszállni.
Az ég, látván az ő vonulását zokogott,
és szürkébe fordulva sírt, mikor távozott.
 
Mögötte az árnyékával borította föld,
a zöld lugas, a béke és a szeretet
Mögötte a kivirágzó ágak, és a felkelő nap
a búzamező felett, a búzamező felett.