A keresés eredménye

Banská Bystrica

I know touches of love
Touches of houses, mountains and of silent hillsides,
I saw it suddenly in one evening
Standing in front of me.
 
A mountain climbs in a circle around the city,
As around people a sad hope and a faith clutch,
I saw the faith glowing in rays among the clouds.
 
Above Banská Bystrica is the night
And the breath of people, who hurry up to go to sleep,
Smells like a scent of trees.
How much The Lord loved this county
When he could give it so much beauty,
Surround the cry and the sing by mountain.
 
A man sees a lot in his life
A lot of places where he have been and what he carries in his soul,
I fell in love with your beaty, Bystrica.
 
I also want to watch the mountains in the morning,
Open a window and listen to a wood singing,
Listen to stones trying to give in to the wind.
 
Above Banská Bystrica is the night
And the breath of people, who hurry up to go to sleep,
Smells like a scent of trees.
How much The Lord loved this county
When he could give it so much beauty,
Surround the cry and the sing by mountain.
 
Above Banská Bystrica is the night
And the breath of people, who hurry up to go to sleep,
Smells like a scent of trees.
How much The Lord loved this county
When he could give it so much beauty,
Surround the cry and the sing by mountain.
 
Above Banská Bystrica is the night
And the breath of people, who hurry up to go to sleep,
Smells like a scent of trees.
How much The Lord loved this county
When he could give it so much beauty,
Surround the cry and the sing by mountain.
 

Nitra

The one who doesn't search, just is (exist), always finds.
And the one who was not listening, will hear.
Like in that evening when we were standing behind the window
And above Nitra the Moon was talking to the stars.
 
The one who doesn't search, just is, always finds.
And also in books you can read the senses, I know it.
We were looking at a city as it was getting dark,
How the people pray on benches and the temple with them.
 
If there is love somewhere, then it is that mine.
If somebody really loves, I am that one.
And I can swear to the sun which is raising above Nitra,
That I will give you everything I have, what God gave to me.
 
I will give a love to your soul, and the truth I paid so much for it.
I will give you the song of my angels, I wanted them so much.
I will give you the hope of Sunday mornings, it is Gods praise.
I will give you a silence in a church and the ring to have you.
 
The one who doesn't search, just lives, always finds.
And the one who was not listening, will hear.
Like in that evening when we were standing behind the window
And above Nitra the Moon was talking to the stars.
And above Nitra the Moon was talking to the stars.
And above Nitra the Moon was talking to the stars..
 

Cheat

One of your eyelashes on my palm, staring into the dark,
I'm playing your songs I used to write to you,
it's almost midnight and the church bell reminds me,
I'm gonna wash myself and turn the lights off, what's going to happen next?
 
I'm putting a few of the letters you sent under the pillow,
you write that you love me and that you miss me,
it's almost midnight and the church bell reminds me,
I'm gonna wash myself and turn the lights off, what's going to happen next?
 
On that morning when I had breakfast with you for the last time,
I wanted to tell you I won't call you anymore,
because of one stupid girl, because of a few nights full of desire
I cheated on everything what you're dreaming about at home,
now I regret it.
 
How many times can one truly love somebody,
two or three times - no, even once is enough,
it's almost midnight and the church bell reminds me,
I'm gonna wash myself and turn the lights off, what's going to happen next?
 
On that morning when I had breakfast with you for the last time,
I wanted to tell you I won't call you anymore,
because of one stupid girl, because of a few nights full of desire
I cheated on everything what you're dreaming about at home,
now I regret it.
 
On that morning when I had breakfast with you for the last time,
I wanted to tell you I won't call you anymore,
because of one stupid girl, because of a few nights full of desire
I cheated on everything what you're dreaming about at home,
now I regret it...