A keresés eredménye

Without Petrol

He doesn’t use E’s, he gets high without petrol
Chill in his car like in a limousine
My love is cold like winter in Berlin
He wants even more, but he hasn’t earned it
He doesn’t use E’s, he gets high without petrol
Chill in his car like in a limousine
My love is cold like winter in Berlin
He wants even more, but he hasn’t earned it
 
You only miss me when you’re drunk
Come and blow smoke in air
È sempre lo sbaglio di tutte, yeah yeah
You’re still looking for a reason
I find you in the dark again
High or have we sunk?
 
You, you don’t know yourself, what you’re doing here, uh uh uh
You, you’re in love and I’m cursed, yeah
 
He doesn’t use E’s, he gets high without petrol
Chill in his car like in a limousine
My love is cold like winter in Berlin
He wants even more, but he hasn’t earned it
He doesn’t use E’s, he gets high without petrol
Chill in his car like in a limousine
My love is cold like winter in Berlin
He wants even more, but he hasn’t earned it
 
I don’t want to think about you anymore
I don’t like sitting on cold benches
Can’t drive, don’t want to steer
My love is pre sempre
You’re good at wasting time
You only hold me with your hands
 
You, you don’t know yourself, what you’re doing here, uh uh uh
You, you’re in love and I’m cursed, yeah
 
He doesn’t use E’s, he gets high without petrol
Chill in his car like in a limousine
My love is cold like winter in Berlin
He wants even more, but he hasn’t earned it
He doesn’t use E’s, he gets high without petrol
Chill in his car like in a limousine
My love is cold like winter in Berlin
He wants even more, but he hasn’t earned it
 

Under the cobblestones

Where has the true desire to be alive gone?
The wild flights and dazzling nights?
I know, it’s too easy to say that it was better before
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement
And the more that the years go by, the more everything spins out of control
Where are the last crazy people in the middle of the crowd?
But I must not be hopeless, no, there are still things to do
There is still everything to do (There is still everything to do)
 
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement
Extends further than the horizon
I advance without knowing what awaits me
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, I stretch myself
I want to see the sea more blue than blue again
Without ever saying to one another: “Goodbye”
 
Where did the true desire to break everything go?
Freedom in the fist, heart on the brink of imploding?
United in a single breath, ready to start everything again
I’m scared of losing my hand to your need to exist
We see the end of the world happening in photos
We’re all going to stay there as long as it is beautiful
But I must not be hopeless, no, there are still things to do
There is still everything to do (There is still everything to do)
 
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement
Extends further than the horizon
I advance without knowing what awaits me
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, I stretch myself
I want to see the sea more blue than blue again
Without ever saying to one another, oh, without ever saying to one another
Without ever saying to one another: “Goodbye”
 
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, the cement
Extends further than the horizon
I advance without knowing what awaits me
Under the cobblestones, the beach, under the sand, I stretch myself
I want to see the sea more blue than blue again
Without ever saying to one another, without ever saying to one another
Without ever saying to one another: “Goodbye”
 

Perdono (English Version)

Versions:
Perdono
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
I still believe in me and you, my friends are all
Perdono
 
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
Perdono
 
Look at the joy I'm feeling with my heartbeat
I'm trying to find a way to tell you that I'm crazy
If you don't understand what you mean to me
I know I hurt you, so honey I'm here
To let you know I love you so
To let you know that I don't want
To live every single day here alone
I wanna see you dancing, smiling next to me
 
Perdono
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
I still believe in me and you, my friends are all
Perdono
 
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
Perdono
 
I told you I was right, but I was wrong
Now I dedicate to you my song
'cause if I live without you I'm not strong
I'm your hidden sun and you're my moon
So let me shine, just that you know
Believe it's you who I adore
With all your contradictions and defects
I still want your sweet caresses
 
Perdono
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
I still believe in me and you, my friends are all
Perdono
 
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
Perdono
 
Here it's cold like at Christmas Time
Here it's darker without your smile
All my deeper dreams here are dying
Mars and Venus, here, I'm just crying
Take my glow and give me your moonlight
What I can I do? Huh, I don't know
Please come back I swear that it will last
We'll be dancing flying in space!
 
Perdono
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
I still believe in me and you, my friends are all
Perdono
 
For everything I've done you have to know I'm so sorry
Just give me another chance
I'm gonna give you a rose
I continue dreaming of our everlasting friendship
Perdono
 

It Rains

It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
 
Have you seen it's raining? Hear it coming down.
You said it wasn't raining anymore.
That you would never be in love ever again,
and look at you now, you're all soaked.
And it rains! God, how it rains
over your head and the air is refreshed.
And it will rain until the soil is not full again
and then it'll subside.
 
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
 
Hear the drops hitting the roof.
Hear the sound turning you over the bed.
Uh, it will rain again, it's raining already.
Hear that it's raining and the grain will ripen.
And you grow bigger and become stronger
and those leaves that you thought were dead
uh, they restack the branches one more time.
It's the spring knocking on your door.
 
And it rains! God, how it rains
before the sun comes back to party.
Uh, hear it, hear how it rains.
Hear the drops hitting your head.
 
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
 
Wasn't it you who already felt subsided
and said you would never be in love again?
The soil sometimes feeds on tears
and then you'll see, the rain will come back.
 
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
It rains! Hear how it rains.
God, how it rains!
Hear it coming down.
 

To Lose Love

And now leave.
I want to be alone
with my melancholy,
to fly up in her sky.
I never asked who you were.
Why you chose me,
me who until yesterday
believed himself to be a king.
 
To lose love
when night falls,
when amidst the hair
some silver colours it.
You risk going crazy.
It can explode your heart,
to lose a woman
and make you want to die.
 
Let me scream! Swear towards the heavens!
Bombard with stones all the dreams that are still flying!
I'll make them fall one by one.
I'll cut off the wings of fate
and I'll have you here.
 
Anyways, I understand you
and I admit I made mistakes.
I made your choices.
Who knows what I pretended.
And now what is left
of all the time spent together?
A man too alone
who still loves you much.
 
To lose love
when night falls,
when on your face
there's a wrinkle that wasn't there.
You try to reason.
You act indifferently
until you remember
you've been entirely useless!
 
And you'd like to shout! To suffocate the heavens!
To lash your head a thousand times against the wall!
To strongly breathe in her pillow.
To say, 'It's all the fault of fate
if I don't have you here'.
 
To lose love, bloody night!
And you pick up the pieces of an imaginary life1
You think tomorrow is a new day,
but you repeat, 'I wasn't expecting that'.
I wasn't expecting that!
 
To bombard with stones all the dreams that are still flying!
I'll make them fall one by one.
I'll cut off the wings of fate
and I'll have you here!
 
To lose love!
 

I'll Die Out of Love

Wind in my hair and my eyes towards the sun,
and demands all alert inside my heart.
I trusted my thoughts to the air
and the words, your words, I need them.
 
The shouted words,
then by the echo repeated, they sing.
 
I'll die out of love, I'll die for you!
Your smile, the joy, I need them so much,
the words whispered, hushed and then shouted.
Your words for me.
I'll die out of love, I'll die for you.
 
Hear the wind against the bannisters.
With you near, I spend my nights.
And the words, your words brush against me.
 
Those words that you know how to tell me.
When I want to leave, they win.
 
I'll die out of love, I'll die for you!
I close my eyes halfway and your hands caress me.
Those words shouted and they by the echo resent
and which from heaven sing,
'I'll die out of love, I'll die for you!'
 

At Least You in the Universe

You know, people are weird.
First they hate each other, then they love each other.
They change their mind all of a sudden.
First the truth and then he'll lie
with no seriousness, as if it was nothing.
 
You know, people are crazy.
Perhaps they're too unsatisfied.
They follow the world blindly.
When a trend changes, even they change
continuously, stupidly.
 
You, you who are different,
at least you in the universe.
You're a dot that never rolls around me.
A sun that shines only for me
like a diamond in the middle of the heart.
 
Oh, you who are different,
at least you in the universe.
You'll never change, tell me
that you'll always be honest
and that you'll love me for real more and more and more!
 
You know, people are lonely.
They console themselves the way they can
so as to avoid my mind
getting lost in conjectures, in fears
uselessly and then for nothing.
 
You, you who are different,
at least you in the universe.
You're a dot that never rolls around me.
A sun that shines only for me
like a diamond in the middle of the heart.
 
Oh, you who are different,
at least you in the universe.
You'll never change, tell me
that you'll always be honest
and that you'll love me for real more and more and more!
 
You'll never change, tell me
that you'll always be honest
and that you'll love me for real, truly for real!
 

And I Come To Look for You

And I come to look for you
even if it's only to see you or talk to you
because I need your presence
to better understand my essence.
 
This popular feeling
is born out of divine mechanics.
A mystical and sensual fascination
imprisons me to you.
 
I should change the object of my desires.
Not settle for small quotidian joys.
Act as a hermit who renounces to himself.
 
And I come to look for you
with the excuse that I should talk to you
because I like the way you think and what you say.
Because I see my roots in you.
 
This century already at its end,
full of parasites with no dignity,
it only drives me to become better
with more will.
 
To emancipate myself from the nightmare of passions.
To look for the One above all good and evil.
To be a divine image of this reality.
 
And I come to look for you
because I'm alright with you.
Because I need your presence.
 

Mascara

And something remains
between the clear pages and the dark ones,
and I erase your name from my façade.
And I confuse my excuses with your motives.
My excuses with your motives.
 
Whoever read the cards to me, called me a winner.
But a gipsy is a ploy and an intrusive future.
If I had been a bit younger,
I would have destroyed it with a fantasy.
I would have ripped it up with a fantasy.
 
Now you can send your lips to a new address
and overlap my face with that of someone else.
I still have your four aces, mind you, all from one colour.
You can hide them or play them as you like,
or make them stay good friends like us.
 
A sacred will to live and you a sweet mascara goddess
like when it rained outside and you asked me
if by any chance I still had that picture
in which you smiled and didn't look at me.
 
And the wind blowed
over the neck of your coat and over yourself.
And when I, without understanding it, said, 'Yes',
you said, 'It's all you have from me'.
It's all I have from you.
 
Now you can send your lips to a new address
and overlap my face with that of someone else.
I still have your four aces, mind you, all from one colour.
You can hide them or play them as you like,
or make them stay good friends like us.
 

Air of Life

I've cried a bit
and a bit I've said, 'No'.
In a while... I don't know.
I've even laughed a bit
and so have you a bit.
 
Air of life
that kills me every so often
but then consoles me.
It takes me by hand
and it tortures me later.
It messes with you.
And you think, 'What a shitty world'.
 
I always reply, 'Good'
to your 'How are you?',
but then, but then why?
I don't want to but I'm an accomplice.
 
Air of life
that kills me every so often
but then consoles me.
It takes me by hand
and it tortures me later.
It messes with you.
And you think, 'What a shitty world'.
 
Air of life
that kills me every so often
but then consoles me.
It takes me by hand
and it tortures me later.
It messes with you.
And you think, 'What a shitty world'.
And you think, 'What a world...'
 

My Grandma

You've wanted to put everything and inside the bank, you've now put
jealousy, my head, patience and will.
You taking advantage of my weak points works.
In the end, even the most loyal one won't be able to stand you.
 
With you, I talk, fail - and if I hush, fail,
and if I sing, I fail - and I fail everything.
 
You've taken up inside my whole heart
and you haven't left even a corner for the others.
 
Now I move with a red light.
If I want to, I get wet
without you yelling at me, 'You fail at everything!'
An imprisoned look that I had yesterday.
A heart that ties those who don't trust.
 
My grandma says,
'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose'.
He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose.
You lose.
You lose.
You lose.
No, you lose.
You lose.
You lose.
 
You've exhausted even my last drop of patience
and today you've tested my goodwill
which, love, until yesterday it was immense, I swear,
and it burned because of your unhealthy possessiveness.
 
With you, I laugh, I fail - and if I dream, fail.
And if I run, fail - and I fail at everything.
 
When I wake up my glance is for you.
Everyone else's glances all just for you.
 
Warring heart of an honest man
who's regretted everything he had been.
 
My grandma says,
'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose'.
He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose.
You lose.
You lose.
You lose.
No, you lose.
You lose, no.
 
You speak too low but I hear you.
I'm on the train and I see the snow pass me by.
I look at you, I greet you but forgetting you seems odd.
I whisper to you that I'm tired and for you to leave.
I know instinct doesn't fail.
No, instinct doesn't fail.
 
My grandma says,
'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose'.
He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose.
 

African Tarantula

I'm the African tarantula.
I smile thinking badly
inside my plexiglass cage.
I'll defend you from myself... and from my poison.
 
They say that, while free, I killed you by watching you.
But you pay for your ticket to watch me
and you may want me dead or love me.
You'll see as much as you want
while squeezing your father's hand.
 
Go, go, go.
Go, go, go.
 
What will happen later if
my soul is thirsty and,
and, and outside you're having fun but no one wonders
how easy it is to think of the sun
as a distraction.
And while maturing my pain,
I become an attraction,
trapped by some little attention,
order or choice.
I repeat myself with conviction
that life here would have been better.
But no, the best one doesn't resist.
How beautiful, how sad it is
to forget that pain exists,
that pain exists.
 
You're an extremely beautiful butterfly.
You smile watching everything.
Maybe no one will ever observe you
but this counts less now... much less.
 
They say it's stupid to give oneself away to another tree and,
and lie down between branches and a hundred leaves.
You don't know anymore whether to keep going or to be happy.
You'll see as much as you want
while squeezing your father's hand.
 
Go, go, go.
Go, go, go.
 
What will happen later if
my soul is thirsty and,
and, and outside you're having fun but no one wonders
how easy it is to think of the sun
as a distraction.
And while maturing my pain,
I become an attraction,
trapped by some little attention,
order or choice.
I repeat myself with conviction
that life here would have been better.
But no, the best one doesn't resist.
How beautiful, how sad it is
to forget that pain exists,
that pain exists.
 
But you pay for your ticket to watch me
and you may want me dead or love me.
You'll see as much as you want
while squeezing your father's hand!
while Squeezing your father's hand.
 

The Comfort

And if the city doesn't sleep
then that makes two of us.
For you to not escape,
I closed the door and gave you the key.
Now I'm sure
of the difference between proximity and nearness.
It's
the way in which you move,
in which you face this desert of mine.
 
Is it that it's raining in July?
That the world has exploded in tears?
Is it that you don't leave home or that your smiles have ended?
To squeeze the heart with both hands, one needs courage
and blindfolded eyes
towards a sky turning on its back,
patience, our house, the contact, your comfort,
the one that's got to do with me.
It's something that's
got to do with me.
 
And if this city is confusing,
then that makes two of us.
For me to not escape,
I closed my eyes
and gave you the key.
 
Now I'm sure
of the difference between distance and remoteness.
Is it that it's raining in July?
That the world has exploded in tears?
Is it that you don't leave home or that your smiles have ended?
To squeeze the heart with both hands, one needs courage
and blindfolded eyes
towards a sky turning on its back,
patience, our house, the contact, your comfort,
the one that's got to do with me.
It's something that's
got to do with me.
 
Is it the rain in summer
or God looking at us from up above?
Is it that you don't leave home?
That you're tired of panting so much?
One needs courage and as much hope as one's hands may cup.
That comfort that has to do with me.
That comfort that has to do with me.
 
To squeeze the heart with both hands, one needs courage
and everything, everything and so much, so much, too much love.
 

I Tell You 'Goodbye!'

Perhaps there is a place, a site hidden in the distance
of life and its irony
where it will rest, the love used by no one and that wrote no story,
the one no one will talk about.
Your smile releases a star - actually, tonight
that would do me a lot of good.
And happiness will be useless, fantasy will be useless,
only the time consumed will remain.
It will float in the wind, a tear that will go back to you.
 
And I tell you, 'Goodbye!, Bye!'
Goodbye to the memory in which I kept years of happiness.
Bye!
They look at me facing life
as if it was here.
 
Perhaps one day the universe will give me a surprise
and will take me to you.
The world in which I live and the one you're in are not different
even though I don't want to see it.
And I travel the world and I'll scream your name through millennia and the wait
suffocates me even more.
I see the pain defeating me, the solitude drowning me,
your aroma slowly, slowly escaping.
It will float in the wind, a tear that will go back to you.
 
And I tell you, 'Goodbye!, Bye!'
Goodbye to the memory in which I kept years of happiness.
Bye!
I admire those who never regret
the wars they lost
 
I lack peace inside my chest.
I know I can't do everything
because without you life is not enough.
If I stop before that door
and if I dare to cross it,
I'll understand that I'll be gone myself as well.
And I'll go back to you.
 
And I tell you, 'Goodbye!, Bye!'
You were the miracle that
came down from Heaven to love me this way.
Bye!
And the memories fall, the whole universe falls
and I'm still here.
Life as you remember it now left with you one day.