A keresés eredménye oldal 2

I Apologize

You smiled at me if I gazed at you,
and then you cried when you were alone.
You lived for a long time
next to me, hidden in my shadow.
 
I apologize, only now I understand
how important your love is for me.
 
I apologize.
I apologize.
I dream and now I cry for you.
 
~~~~~
 
I apologize, only now I understand
how important your love is for me.
 
I apologize.
I apologize.
I dream and now I cry for you.
 

A Guy Who Loves You

But yes, if you want, I will confess to you
that you are everything to me—
all that I have.
No, there isn't—there isn't another
who loves you like me.
You'll have me forever
and I will never leave you because
 
you have inside of you the world that I want.
But you don't know what
I would do for you.
No, there isn't—there isn't another
who loves you like me.
You will see, love, for us that life will be beautiful.
 
I want you, I love you,
but if you—if you don't want me,
never laugh at me.
 
~~~~~~
 
No, there isn't—there isn't another
who loves you like me.
You will see, love, for us that life will be beautiful.
 
I want you, I love you,
but if you—if you don't want me,
never laugh at me.
 

There are Bigger Things

There are bigger things than us—
things that are worth more than the two of us.
And, with time, you too will see
that these loves never last.
But remember always
that I have loved you,
and, even if I leave you,
I suffer more than you.
 
Now it is difficult and sad, I know.
The hours will be long for us.
Every season ends and departs.
Staying far apart will help us.
You try to understand.
Do not look at me like that.
You don't need to cling to me.
 
~~~~~
 
Every season ends and departs.
Staying far apart will help us.
You try to understand.
Do not look at me like that.
You don't need to cling to me.
 

When I Say That I Love You

Popopopo po, popopopopo po
popopopo po, popopopopo po
 
When I say that I love you, believe it—
it is the pure, sacred truth.
Until yesterday, I was one who
had always enjoyed himself and nothing more.
 
Not now—
I am not like that anymore.
This time, I swear that
this is really love.
 
Don't listen to people, believe me
when I say I love you,
when I say I love you.
It is the pure, sacred truth.
 
Not now—
I am not like that anymore.
This time, I swear that
this is really love.
 
Don't listen to people, believe me
when I say I love you,
when I say I love you.
It is the pure, sacred truth.
 
Don't listen to people, believe me
when I say I love you,
when I say I love you.
It is the pure, sacred truth.
It is the pure, sacred truth.
 
Popopopo po, popopopopo po
popopopo po, popopopopo po
 

Grown-Up, Grown-Up, Grown-Up

I will have to fight with you.
You cannot take it the way you are.
Your faults are so many
that you have no idea what they are.
 
You are worse than a capricious child.
You always want to win.
You are the most selfish and bossy woman
that I have ever known.
 
But if there is an up-side, it is that the right moment
you can turn into someone else.
In a jiffy, you
are grown-up, grown-up, grown-up—
I forget all of my hurt.
 
I find that all of my friends
are quieter than me.
They don't feel the need to discuss everything
the way you make me do.
 
They receive the usual necktie
on their birthday.
They always say yes.
They never have problems and are convinced
that life is complete.
 
But no—but no—
my life is just what you give to me.
Every day that I am at war—
that's the way you like it.
 
I hate you, then I love you,
then I love you, then I hate you,
then I love you.
 
Never leave me again
You are grown-up, grown-up, grown-up—
how you are grown-up, only you.
 
I hate you, then I love you,
then I love you, then I hate you,
then I love you.
 
Never leave me again
You are grown-up, grown-up, grown-up—
how you are grown-up, only you.
 

Tenderness

I am not yet a man.
You are such a woman.
You have only much tenderness
and you never talk to me about love.
 
You are forbidden for me,
but I love you always more.
You know only how to give me tenderness
because I am too young for you.
 
You are the culprit.
You are cold reality.
I miss you and so I cry for you.
 
I am not yet a man.
You are such a woman.
You have only tenderness—
an illusion—nothing more.
You know only how to give me tenderness
and you never talk to me about love.