A keresés eredménye oldal 2

What Makes Girls Cry

Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
 
You're only twenty
And I'm almost as old
Near you I learned
What makes girls cry
 
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
 
But you're oblivious to it
You're playing best buddies
It would complicate your life
What makes girls cry
 
I can't blame you
For what's happening to me
It's all my fault if I jump
When you call me on the phone
 
Yes, you're playing your game
You have what you want
But you haven't got
What makes girls cry
 
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
 
Careful, I feel like
One day I'll get tired
And that day, don't be surprised
If no one answers the phone
 
Yes, the more I think of it
The more I realize
That you need to be taught
What makes girls cry
 
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
Ay ay ay shoubidoubi doumdey
 

The girls of Camaret

The girls of Camaret
They all claiming being virgins,
But when they're in my bed
They prefer my privy parts much better.
But a candle!
 
Girl from Camaret,
Where's your maidenhead?
It sails on the waves
On a sailor's knob
It's swimming!
 
My husband, he's gone
Fishing in Spain,
He left me penniless,
But with my little hole
I'm earning some!
 
The curtains of our bed
Are made of red canvas,
But when we're in it,
Ass- rage takes hold of us,
Everything's shaking!
 
Oh husband, what are you doing here,
You're drilling my thigh,
You must have to be drunk
For not finding the hole
That pisses!
 
The Mayor of Camaret
Just bought himself a donkey,
A Republican donkey
To fuck-off the Prussians
Poor donkey!
 
The priest of Camaret
Has the balls hanging out
And when he gets to sit on them
Those are shoving up his ass
Makes him getting a hard-on.
 
Celina, if you loved me...
You'd make me noodles
And while I'm eating them
You would tickle on
My bollocks.
 
On the town square of Camaret
There's the statue of Hercules
And every Sunday morning
The priest and the sacristan
Screw him in the ass.
 

Yellow rose

The yellow rose has been withered
No one was coming to throw it out
Dana-dana-don, throw out the window
Dana-dana-don
Not alive, is not nice, dead long since
Dana-dana-don, but I want to see it
Dana-dana-don
 
Oh, how long since I saw it beautiful
Protected it from wind, took care so
Dana-dana-don, I liked very much
Dana-dana-don
It’s long gone, I have no strength to throw it out
Dana-dana-don, I want to see it
Dana-dana-don
 
My dear friend, do you know why is it so, that
no one ever dares to admit that,
what we believed in and what was so beautiful
faded away forever and never returns?
I think I've found it out yet – indeed
Think about it, it’s not hard - oh no
 
You see, she is gone and here's the rose
Yellow flower of my memories
Dana-dana-don, of my old sorrow
Dana-dana-don
Not alive, is not nice, dead long time
Dana-dana-don, I want to see it
Dana-dana-don
 
The yellow rose has long-withered
A girl would come yet to throw it out
Dana-dana-don, throw out the window
Dana-dana-don
I confess, I have no strength to throw it out
Dana-dana-don, I want to see it
Dana-dana-don
 
My dear friend, do you know why is it so, that
no one ever dares to admit that,
what we believed in and what was so beautiful
faded away forever and never returns?
I think I've found it out yet – indeed
Think about it, it’s not hard - oh no
 

Szakadjon az eső

[Intro]
Bár csinos lennék
Bár bátor lennék
Ha az enyém volna ez a város
Megtanítanám viselkedni
 
[Verze 1]
És ha elég merész lennék
Megmondanám őszintén, mit gondolok
És az egész világ hallaná
Legszívesebben ezt tenném, igen
Ha a kezembe foghatnám őket, láthatnád
Hogy magamban tartanám az összes titkomat
És addig mozgatnám és formáznám őket, amíg
Szabadon nem merném őket engedni
 
[Előrefrén]
El akarom sötétíteni az eget
Szabadjára engedni mindent
Meg akarom gondolni magam
Meg akarok felelni
Könnyezzen a szemem
Sírni akarok az idők végezetéig
 
[Refrén]
Azt akarom, hogy szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső
Szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső ma éjjel
 
[Verze 2]
Olyan erősen ragaszkodom az aggodalomhoz
Biztonságban van itt, pont a szívem mellett
Aki most teli torokból kiáltja
Eressz, engedj ki, ez nem az én döntésem volt
Mindig is éreztem
Hogy a világ sokkal többet ígér
Mint azt a fuldokló lelket, akivé váltam
Csak az esőre van szükségem, hogy emlékeztessen
 
[Előrefrén]
El akarom sötétíteni az eget
Szabadjára engedni mindent
Meg akarom gondolni magam
Meg akarok felelni
Könnyezzen a szemem
Sírni akarok az idők végezetéig
 
[Refrén]
Azt akarom, hogy szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső
Szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső ma éjjel
Azt akarom, hogy szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső
Szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső ma éjjel
Azt akarom, hogy szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső
Szakadjon az eső
Alkosson újra mindent
Szakadjon az eső ma éjjel
 

Little girls

Well-behaved little girls
learned to be unobtrusive.
Smiling, polite, well-groomed,
knees neatly together on the couch.
Their little hands are very nimble,
thin as thread and needle.
Their rooms are Japanese gardens.
They frighten easily, they cry for nothing.
 
A rosy lace-wrapped life
in the blue shadow of mothers
In your cotton box,
well sheltered from emotions,
your anger is a mere tantrum
and your violence but a trick.
And if you don't tidy up everything
 
you're but a tomboy!
 
Flowers and dolls make them happy,
they blush at the slightest glance.
Just like the princesses in their novels,
they dream in secret of a Prince Charming.
They picture themselves as actresses, stewardesses.
They'll end up being midwives or secretaries.
They already have maternal instinct,
they lay the table and do the dishes.
 
A rosy apron-dressed life
in the blue shadow of the sink.
In your soap box,
well sheltered from temptations,
you're being offered cheap dreams,
like so many fancy outfits.
If you find them too skimpy,
 
you're but a tomboy!
 
But little boys are more clever.
The world is theirs anyway.
They like running around
and come home with scabs on their knees.
They think girls are a bit silly
and make fun of them as they walk by.
They pick up fights and curse.
Like their heroes, they never cry.
 
Wearing pink or blue, you little kids
who twenty years from now
will turn into well tamed
and brought up men and women,
will you play these parts
you were taught
between fear and contempt,
for better and for worse?
 
A rosy worry-tainted life
in the blue shadow of loans
in your concrete boxes
well sheltered from revolutions
 

Magical Rose

Magical Rose Magical Rose
It is an enchanted rose
A rose that sings of love
which makes me dream of my beloved
Sing with me.
 
Magical rose
Two hearts twined like ivy
Burning mysteriously
I want you to hear the sighs of the rose
Magical Rose Magical Rose
Winged angel of love,
take me to the secret garden
The forbidden realm
 
In full bloom, I
One day
Will fly, fly
To you
 
Magical Rose Magical Rose
Magical Rose Magical Rose
Magical Rose Magical Rose
Magical Rose Magical Rose
 

Sorrow begotten of love

When I look at you
A sweet kind of pain runs through my heart
When I see you, I try
Not to look into your deep eyes
I want to go back to those days:
when we were kids, when we knew none of this
 
I cannot stop my heart being drawn to you,
Still, we both live
Unable to speak of our love
 
Birds fly high into the heavens
They fly into the unending skies,
Throwing away everything and just living,
Yet we are destined not to be granted this*
I want to shout your name
And it hurts to have to bear it in silence
 
I cannot stop the feelings flooding towards you
We both live
Holding on to the lives of our loved one
 
I want to hold you tightly
And forget the world
Why do people know love,
and then suffer?
Being able to keep living
only because you** are alive
Is the same thing
 
I cannot stop my heart being drawn to you
Still, we both live
Unable to speak of our love
 

The St Gilles Street's Gossips

All the St-Gilles street's gossips
Those are people that don't worry !
They're always laughing
Sat on the docks
 
The tobacconish is their lair
For all those gossips from St Gilles street
They're always carrying their tobacco pouch,
There, it's the story of the gossips !
 
While their men are at work,
They're playing, grinding coffee
While their men are at work,
Women are playing, grinding coffee
 
It was the first time, it's the last time
Never again, never again she'll get that from me
It was the first time, it's the last time
Never again, never again she'll get that from me
 
Oh la la, women are partying
Oh la la, it's a whole band from Rosse1
Oh la la, women are partying
Men are at home, taking care of the children
 

• 1. Rosendaël, little city from north-France

Rose of Versailles.

If a nameless flower bloomed in the forest,
I wish you could stand still in the wind.
I was born as a rose.
I live in passion and splendor and then I hide it.
Roses, roses are noble,
Roses are beautiful.
Roses, roses are noble,
Roses are beautiful.
 
A fragrant flower without a breath of wind
A beautiful flower sticking out
It's not lonely to be alone.
A joyous rose
Oskar, born as a rose.
I'm going to live in passion and glamour.
Rose, roses are blooming.
Roses, roses are pure.
Roses, roses are blooming.
Roses, roses are pure.
 

Lady Oscar Ending (Arabic)

This girl has raised this way
Accepted the face of life this way,
Rosy… gloomy… she never confuses
Never… never hope she loses… Oscar
 
Her heart... its fear is severed
Her love... its silence is heard
Her nights… are full of secrets
Here she is... here she is… Lady Oscar
 

A Sword for Lady Oscar

Look at the lightning over there
crossing the blue sky
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
it's a dazzling light
which only lasts a moment
then there's the thunder rumble
what a terrible noise
but in a moment the silence is there
 
Lady oscar
all of this is just like a battle
and you know that
 
Lady Oscar
your grit dazzles everything like a lightning
just how can you do it
Lady Oscar
you fight skillfully and never give up
Lady Oscar
in the crowd your sword gleams more than a medal
 
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
in the blue of your eyes there's a rainbow
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
who knows if one day you'll go through it
you have to manage, you know
never ever to change
 
Lady Oscar
you're really an invincible wall
and you know that
Lady Oscar
everyone knows your intuition's never wrong
 
just how can you do it
Lady Oscar
you fight skillfully and never give up
Lady Oscar
in the crowd your sword gleams more than a medal
 
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
in the blue of your eyes there's a rainbow
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
who knows if one day you'll go through it
you have to manage, you know
not to change, never to change
 
Look at the lightning over there
crossing the blue sky
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
then there's the thunder rumble
what a terrible noise
but in a moment the silence is there
 
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
in the blue of your eyes there's a rainbow
Lady Oscar
Lady Oscar
who knows if one day you'll go through it
you have to manage, you know
not to change, never to change
 
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Lady Oscar Opening

A great celebration at the French Court, 
in the kingdom where a baby girl is born
With blonde hair and rose cheeks, 
Oscar will be your name.
Your good father wanted a baby boy, 
but, alas, you are born.
In your cradle he put a foil, 
lady with a blue ribbon.
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
everybody celebrates when you pass
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
like a muskeeter you are able to fight
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
the grand dames at the court envy you because
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
even when you duel there is elegance.
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Lady
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Leee…
 
A dark night at the French Court, 
at the palace, people already asleep
three bandits with swords and spears, 
Plan to ambush his majesty.
Lady Oscar was hiding herself 
in the king's big room.
With a feline dash and agile movements
she will hit all three.
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
your sword whistles, and never lets you down.
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
even in the fray you are able to win.
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
the grand dames at the court envy you because
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
even when you duel there is elegance.
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Lady
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Leee…
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Lady
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Leee…
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
everybody celebrates when you pass
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
like a muskeeter you are able to fight
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
the grand dames at the court envy you because
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
even when you duel there is elegance.
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Lady
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Leee…
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
you sword whistles, and never lets you down.
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
even in the fray you are able to win.
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
the grand dames at the court envy you because
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Oscar 
even when you duel there is elegance.
 
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Lady
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Leee…
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Lady
Oh Lady, Lady, Lady Leee… 
 

Lady Oscar Opening

The Years are going by,
and life is a big book
So let's read through
the story of Oscar
The Musketeer of all musketeers,
The horizon in her eyes
The charmer of the brave,
all fall in love with her
In her silence, lie the sweetest of words
In her voice, lies the singing of the Canary
Her words are the blade of a sword
For the right and good, she fears not to march Valiant..Valiant
Her opponents hide away
Valiant..Valiant
For her sword is decisive
 

Lady Oscar Ending

If love is (a) suffering,
We will suffer whatever is needed
until, maybe, someday
I will reach into your heart/I will get into your heart
 
You will be the light, I will be the shadow.
Our link cannot be broken.
 
And when we suffer more and more sadness we have,
love, love unites us more.
 
I've loved you and I will continue loving you
But it's not possible (for me) to see you anymore
 
Oh! Oscar...
OSCAR!
 

Lady Oscar - opening

A wild rose, proud and free,
she'll only be true to herself.
Lady Oscar, Lady Oscar!
She can fight like a man,
she can fence and ride.
She performs miracles
and survives any danger.
And yet she's still a woman.1
Lady Oscar,
always awaiting the next adventure,
she will risk everything.
Lady Oscar,
walking alone through darkness and fire
without hesitation.
Lady Oscar,
always seeking truth and justice.
Lady Oscar
she would give her life
for the weak and the poor.
Lady Oscar, Lady Oscar,
the wind of Freedom blowing in her undone hair.
Lady Oscar, Lady Oscar,
like an angel freeing the world from fear and hatred,
ready for any fight
and yet always remaining ladylike.
 

• 1. I won't comment on that...

Lady Oscar - opening

Lady
Lady Oscar
She dresses
like a boy.
Lady
Lady Oscar
They talk about her
in every song.
Lady
Lady Oscar
you used to live
during the revolution.
Lady
Lady Oscar,
nobody will ever
forget your name.
 
One day her father
decided to
make a soldier
out of her.
While her friends
wore petticoats
she put on her spurs.
Instead of
playing with dolls
she was galopping all day.
 
Lady
Lady Oscar
She dresses
like a boy.
Lady
Lady Oscar
They talk about her
in every song.
Lady
Lady Oscar
you used to live
during the revolution.
Lady
Lady Oscar,
nobody will ever
forget your name.
 
She handled her sword
so well that nobody
dared challenge her.
And when they sought
quarrel with her,
she would fight in duels.
One day
she picked her side
and drove out the tyrants!
 
Lady
Lady Oscar
She dresses
like a boy.
Lady
Lady Oscar
They talk about her
in every song.
Lady
Lady Oscar
you used to live
during the revolution.
Lady
Lady Oscar,
nobody will ever
forget your name.
 
Lady
Lady Oscar
She dresses
like a boy.
Lady
Lady Oscar
They talk about her
in every song.
Lady
Lady Oscar
you used to live
during the revolution.
Lady
Lady Oscar,
nobody will ever
forget your name.
 

The Rose Perishes Beautifully

If I were just a nameless flower 
Blooming in a field 
Then I could simply 
Let myself blow in the wind
 
But I was born to the destiny of the rose 
Born to a brilliant and tempestuous life 
The rose, the rose blooms nobly 
The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
 
I wonder beneath which star 
I am destined to perish 
I have not been granted 
An ordinary life
 
But I have been entrusted with the destiny of the rose 
To always live my life aflame with passion 
The rose, the rose blooms nobly 
The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
 
I have been entrusted with the destiny of the rose 
To always live my life aflame with passion 
The rose, the rose blooms nobly 
The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
 
(I love you, Oscar)
 

Dead leaves

Oh, I wish you'd remember.
Happy days when we were friends.
In those days life was better,
And the sun is hotter than today.
Dead leaves are picked up by the shovel.
You see, I haven't forgotten...
Dead leaves are picked up by the shovel,
Memories and regrets too
And the north wind carries them away
In the cold night of oblivion.
See, I haven't forgotten
The song you used to sing me.
 
Chorus :
It's a song that looks like us.
You loved me and I loved you
And we both lived together,
You who loved me, I who loved you.
But life separates those who love each other,
Slowly, quietly and quietly
And the sea erases on the sand
the footsteps of broken lovers
 

And Again...

Inside them again you're just as bright as I always knew you
My heart is beating faster, my eyes have opened
Love is alive within me, I'm returning to you again
It's easier to breathe, I'm not afraid, it's ok to lose this
Love is scary, since maybe suffering again
Isn't for me or you, in my eyes I saw pain
But in your hands I warmed up my heart
Now I'll let it go like a bird
And shining, it will suddenly turn into the moon
 
But once again I'm scared to love with no regrets
I'm playing hide and seek with my heart again
But everyone had once lost something
But I just need to say that my sun is rising
It's my time to fly
Yesterday it seemed that everyone knew my thoughts
And now you're just a fragment from my life
That's the way the world is, I know everything passes
But I'm scared and I remain standing and I'm scared to trust
 
I want to forget what we had the time to tell each other
And to begin dreaming of something new
It doesn't matter who's to blame since there were words of love as well
In your hands I had time to warmup my heart
Now I'll let it go like a bird
So that it can find its destiny
 
And once again I want to love with no regrets
To not play hide and seek with my heart
But everyone had once lost something
But I just need to say that the sun is rising
It's my time to fly
Yes it seemed that everyone knew my thoughts
And even though you're just a fragment from my life
The moments will fly away like the wind
The moment which can get in the way, I'm not afraid and I say
Yes to the world, I learn to trust that which I'm afraid of
Always, when I'm visited by sorrow
And can't bear to take a risk
 
And once again I want to love with no regrets
To not play hide and seek with my heart
But everyone had once lost something
But I just need to say that the sun is rising
It's my time to fly
Though it seemed that you knew my thoughts
Now you're just a fragment from my life
The moments will fly away like the wind
The moment which can get in the way, I'm not afraid and I say
Yes to the world, yes to the entire world
It will be like this always
And again always
Let it be like this always
 
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Ancient houses

I don't like new houses:
their face is indifferent.
The old ones look like widows
remembering and crying.
 
The cracks in their old plaster
seem like the wrinkles of an elderly.
Their greenish window panes
seem to cast a benevolent sad glance!
 
Their doors are hospitable,
for these gates have aged well.
Their walls are familiar
for all the welcoming they did.
 
The keys rust in locks there
for the hearts have no secrets left.
Time dulls the gilding there
but makes the portraits more true.
 
Dear voices sleep within them,
and in the big bed curtains,
a breath of fatherly soul
still ripples the old drapes.
 
I love sooth blackened fireplaces
whence swallows or rain
can be heard in the air
as spring and winter come.
 
I love those stairs that are climbed
on broad and low steps
by feet that know their count so well
for having bent them inder their weight.
 
I love the sagging roof, the attic
and its worm-eaten beams
that brings back under its frame
memories of bygone woods.
 
What I love most is the only beam
crossing the great hall
where the family gathers
that bears the full weight of the home.
 
Unmoving and busy,
it supports like in the past
the wary and cheerful kind
that still trust its wood.
 
It doesn't break under the load,
although its cracked sides
feel their wounds widening
and are all riddled by worms.
 
Drawing from an unknown strength,
pulling its last bits together,
the valiant oak still holds firm
under the rhythm of craddles.
 
Yet the children are growing older.
The beam is already bending.
It will further give way,
some ingrate will put it to the fire.
 
And, after burning it,
the memories of its good deed
will go up in smoke.
It will be utterly gone.
 
Truly dead indeed,
among all kinds of remains
scattered under many names,
for dead things have no offsprings.
 
As worn out maids
pass out in isolation,
things fall and are despised
and meet their ultimate end.
 
This is why, as the rubbles
of old houses are put to the flame,
a dreamer feels souls burning
among the embers' blue flashes.
 
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Quit Playing Girls

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Quit playing girls
Quit playing girls
One day, it's you who will be played
Quit playing girls
Quit playing girls
One day, it's you who will cry
 
Yes, I've cried, but on that day
No, I won't cry anymore
No, I won't cry anymore
I'll say, 'It serves you right'
I'll say, 'That'll teach you'
I'll say, 'That'll teach you'
 
Quit playing girls
Quit playing girls
It will come back to bite you
Quit playing girls
Quit playing girls
You'll pay for it one of these days
 
You can't get away with playing
With an innocent heart
With an innocent heart
You'll know how I feel
Before too long
Before too long
 
Fortune forsakes
Those who only know
How to break hearts
You'll have no one
To console you
You had it coming to you
 
Quit playing girls
Quit playing girls
One day, it's you who will be played
Quit playing girls
Quit playing girls
One day, it's you who will cry
 
There'll be no one left to complain to
You'll be all alone
You'll be all alone
And then you'll remember
Everything I just said
Everything I just said
 

You keep going round and round

Hej give me, give me your feeling
Because I can't stop
drinking about you drinking about you
 
The sweet, tast like honey
Just give me a bit
of this love, this love
I accept it without waiting my soul*
when I saw you one moment
A moment when I gave you my heart
I accept it without waiting my soul*
when I saw you one moment
A moment when I gave you my heart
 
You keep going round and round
still you stay next to me
I know you like it
you drink together with me
You keep going round and round
still you stay next to me
I know you like it
you drink together with me
Hej give me, give me your feeling
Because I can't stop
drinking about you drinking about you
The sweet, tast like honey
Just give me a bit
of this love, this love
 
Give me your lip because i want your lips
don't delay it, don't delay it
no, there is none like you
no, there is none like you
no, there is none like you
 
You keep going round and round
still you stay next to me
I know you like it
you drink together with me
You keep going round and round
still you stay next to me
I know you like it
you drink together with me
 

Saint Barbara, who will tell me

I still have on my skin, the sweetness of your hands
That would land on me
I again see the morning, your body against mine
To Saint Barbara
The blue waves of the Pacific
Erased on the sand, our footprints [lit. 'the trace of our steps.']
The romantic beach ended
You took some son, and now I'm cold
 
Saint Barbara, who will tell me
Why am I tired of living?
Saint Barbara, I do not know
I go, like a drunk boat
Carrying my memories
 
In the wooden house, float a scent of you
That I recognized well
Sometimes I have the impression, that you're still here
But never do you come
The scorching wind of the Pacific
Could take far away, our craziest dreams
I still have this music
That we would sing together, she is only ours
 
Saint Barbara, who will tell me
Why am I tired of living?
Saint Barbara, I do not know
I go, like a drunk boat
Carrying my memories
 
Memories
 
The sweetness of your hands
Your body against mine
And this scent of you
In the wooden house!
 
Saint Barbara, who will tell me
Why am I tired of living?
Saint Barbara, I do not know
I go, like a drunk boat
Carrying my memories
 
Saint Barbara, who will tell me
Why am I tired of living?
 

The Red Carpet Day

Ah...I surely wished for 'eternal life'
But my body is invaded by darkness
 
Ah… the final wish is 'to die together'
You who wished this believe in the same god
 
The mirror turns into a spider's web and the light disappears
 
Ah...inside of these dozing off days, parted from the group
The gods make fun of the fighting people
 
The mirror turns into a spider's web and the light disappears
 
On top of the red bed, the life
Overflowing out of the girl's neck, pours into me
I'll be at your side and embrace you
Why do people believe in god?
 
To crawl on this red floor
Surrounded by this sweet perfume
 
On top of the red bed, the life
Overflowing out of the girl's neck, pours into me
I'll be at your side and embrace you
Why do people believe in god?
 

Stop the pointers

Rich or poor, whatever we do on Earth
Our existence is something short-lived
And the never-ceasing tick-tock of clocks
Seems to tell us 'Everything passes in time'
See the newborn child
His mother leans over his little blonde head
She has a anxious look towards the clock
Close to his bed and says to herself
 
If the pointers on the dial that strikes
The hours of life could be stopped
Our small children, so sweet, so nice
Would never grow up and leave the nest
When at twenty, one day, they marry
And without any regret go away and forget us
And mums left with broken hopes
Think 'We would like to see them around for ever
Remaining little boys or little girls
If the pointers could be stopped'
 
A villain in order to atone for his crime
Is sentenced to death
In his cell, he overhears the guards
Say 'It will be for tomorrow'
Next day, he sees dawn breaking
And his thoughts mix as in a dream
He is filled with terror and remorse
Quivering, feeling the whisper of death he says
 
If the pointers on the dial that strikes
The hours of life could be stopped
I would probably never have committed
The crime for which I'm being punished
A single deadly minute was enough
To make a lout of the man I was
Alas, here is the prison clock
Only one hope remains, my God, for my family
If the pointers could be stopped
 
In villages as well as in cities
Life is calm and everyone lives quietly
Unaware a storm is building up in the distance
To shatter peace for the human race
In various countries, in Europe, in Africa
The evil designs of infamous politicians
Are sowing war, the horror of all time
That no one can stop, yet
 
If the pointers on the dial that strikes
The hours of life could be stopped
We would never hear again the bell toll
And withdraw our sons from their homes
When all arms are busy at their working place
Nothing is sadder than battle time
Maybe one day, coming to his senses
Man will curse war and its passions
No more killings, no more men who shoot
If the pointers could be stopped
 
As we are all carried away in the frightening whirl
Years go by so fast for everyone
That we should think 'Why be jealous
Why bring so much harm to others instead of helping each other?'
Two poor old ones, worn out, broken by years
As the time of the big trip approaches
Remain united, as in their youth
By a kiss, and say in their embrace
 
If the pointers on the dial that strikes
The hours of life could be stopped
We wouldn't fear or apprehend
To hear the time of parting
After spending our whole life
Loving each other, without jealousy
With a very heavy heart, we should never think
That one day, alas! we will have to part
Let's live with hope, why bother so much
As pointers cannot be stopped!
 

Dead Leaves

Horseback riding on dad, straddling
You watch the first dead leaves fall
Far from stress, that make our forehead wrinkle
When our innocence puts the key under the door
 
Since you got here did you know my child laugh
Is ringing again somewhere deep in me
Like an old friend, that I was no longer waiting for
Who comes back to party under my roof
 
In my head cheering, just like the New Year
A rocking chair, my childhood memories
Hello grandma, Happy New Year big nose
So many emotions since you were born
 
You know more we grow old, and it is sad
Wonder loses its feathers on the way
But you are a spark, who rekindles my fires
And everything within me that had long gone out
 
My bursts of laughter in the piles of dead leaves
Merbromin on my little knees
The school where i used my bottom
Slush puppie and the raspberry candies at one cent
 
All these images, a bit damaged
By my shipwrecks and the weight of the years
Relive under my hat, in the head of dad
Just like the maple syrup time after a long winter
 
if one day your carefree laugh of a child
Is carried away by tears
By death, or the I should have
Make you for a time lose your illusions
 
Remember that everything passes by so fast in life
The good and the bad that the wind brings us
And within each of us, hides well buried
Our bursts of laughter in the dead leaves
 

The La Rochelle girls

The La Rochelle girls
They have fit out a vessel
They have fit out a vessel
To sail off and navigate
The Eastern seas
 
The leaf is blown away, blown away
The leaf is blown in the wind
 
The foreyard is made of ivory
The pulleys of diamond
The pulleys of diamond
The mainsail is made of lace
The foresail of white satin
 
Vessel ropes
Are gold and silver strings
Are gold and silver strings
And the hull is of red wood
Very neatly wrought
 
Crew members
Are all girls aged fifteen
Are all girls aged fifteen
And their captain
Is the best of good-natured
 
Yesterday during his patrol
On the forecastle
On the forecastle
He saw a brunette
Who swept in the shrouds
 
What's wrong, young brunette
Why do you cry so loud ?
Why do you cry so loud ?
Did you loose father and mother
Or someone among your relatives ?
 
I'm not crying the loss of my father
Of my mother or any relative
Of my mother or any relative
I lost my advantage1
He made his way under sail
 
He went on a tail wind
He will come back on a head wind
He will come back on a head wind
He will come back and cast anchor
In the harbour of the good-natured
 

Dead Leaves

Oh! How much I would like you to remember
Those happy days when we were friends
Life was more beautiful back then,
And the sun warmer than today
 
Dead leaves are picked up by the shovel load,
You see, I didn't forget...
Dead leaves are picked up by the shovel load,
Memories and regrets as well
 
And the northern wind blows them away
In the cold night of oblivion
You see, I didn't forget
The song you used to sing to me...
 
It's a song that looks like us,
You loved me, I loved you
And we both lived happily together,
You loving me, me loving you
 
But life pulls apart those who are in love,
Very softly, without a noise
And the sea erases, in the sand,
The footsteps of seperated lovers
 

Alice in Wonderland (Main Theme) [Alice in Wonderland OST]

Land of wonders,
Pretty land of blue birds
Where children can go
Simply by closing their eyes
 
There you can see strange things,
Flowers singing just like angels
And birds deliciously chattering together
In the colours of the sky
 
Where does this
Land of dreams lie?
On which shores can you see
These mirages come to life?
 
Land of wonders,
Pretty land of blue birds
Where children would like to spend
Happy days
 

The frogs

Chinlapangla chinlapangla chinlapangla baby (x2)
Once upon a time there wa a little boy
who liked to stroll in the countryside.
And on a beautiful afternoon he went toward
the swamps,
there where the willow weeps on the ground and the air is all damp,
and the moss flowing down the cypresses
looks like a sullen-eyed monster.
 
Just there where the frogs live!
 
And so this little boy sits on a log
and listens to the frogs.
At first they only speak the frog tongue.
Some say 'croak croak',
others go 'ribbit ribbit1
and the biggest [whistling].
And you can even hear occasionally
some frogs going 'he he he he'.
 
Soon this little boy closes his eyes to hear them better.
He keeps listening to the frogs, and there!
He discovers that frogs
are no longer speaking in frog language,
not at all: they speak the language of people!
 
For instance there was one saying 'where are you?' (x16)
And another answering 'I am here' (x7)
And yet another asking 'Where exactly?' (x7)
A toad comes and answers 'In the mud' (x7)
And there was this elderly gramps, nearly singing
that says 'Kidnap him, kidnap him2',
and a very tiny frog says 'I can't, I can't, I can't'.
 
And then the tribal chief,
the 'boss frog' as they say in the US,
with its big green eyes,
pokes its head out of the water and says 'Booooo!'
 
And all the frogs leap into the water and swim
away, saying 'ki cha ke too ki cha ke too ki cha ke too'
 

• 1. sounds a bit like 'me yes' in French
• 2. I don't see why the frogs would wand to abduct the kid, but the other meaning of 'enlever' would be taking a piece of clothing off, which seems even more unlikely

Do whatever you want with my translations. I'm not rich enough to sue you anyway.

If once

Slowly opens our love
Like a careful plant
In the seaside springs
In a changeful tide
 
Closing its petals
He doesn't yet trust on sunshining
Than stretches its limbs
If the sea rocks again tenderly
 
If once in future
We don't need lie to no one
Don't need to hide
That I love you
 
Our eyes are opening
Left all bad habits
Inherited pains and caprice
Of millenaries
 
Disputes will be defaulted
Jealousies, allegations
Pains will be defaulted
Mauling frays
 
If once in future
We don't need lie to no one
Finaly neither
For us and nor for outworld
 
If once in future
We don't need lie to no one
Don't need to hide
That I love you
 
Our heart won't be exhausted
You will be always intersting
I won't annoy you, you are always new
My beautiful unknown world
 
I explore you as a continent
I go round all your landscapes
I explore you in every morning
I explore you in every night
 
If once in future
We don't need lie to no one
Finaly neither
For us and nor outworld
 
If once in future
We don't need lie to no one
Don't need to hide
That I love you
 

I write so that the day

I write so that the day when I cease to be
It may be known how the air and the pleasure have delighted me,
And so that my book bears forth to the future crowd
How I loved life and happy Nature.
 
Attentive to the works of the fields and of the houses,
I marked the shape of the seasons each day,
Because the water, the earth, and the mountain flame
Are not so beautiful elsewhere as they are in my soul!
 
I said that I saw and that I felt,
Out of a heart to which the truth was not too audacious,
And I've had this ardor, for the intimate love,
For being, after death, even loved sometimes,
 
And that a young man, then, reading that which I have written,
Feeling for me his heart affected, troubled, surprised,
Having completely forgotten of his real wives,
Shelters me within his soul and prefers me to them . . .