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Grad Niš, grad Niš Ludvig van... Peta simfonija Kraticom u raj nikad stići Ovako cijepljen protiv rijetkih infekcija Drijema noć Lažljiv mak Spi li smrt U ovaj mahnit sat? U,u,u - šapuće mrak. Loš dan, kako si Moj mlađi brate? Kiše do neba Ostaćemo sami ti i ja U svijetu kome rod i ne treba Pritišće san Ljepljiv i jak Spi li smrt U ovaj mahnit sat? U,u,u - šapuce mrak. |
Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you Embrace me, my silk and lace-able you I’m in love with you I am And barely so But you’re much too shy Unnecessarily so I love all, the many charms about you Above all, I want my arms about you Don't be a naughty baby Come to papa do My sweet embraceable you I love all, the many charms about you Above all, I want these arms about you So don't be a naughty baby Come to papa do My sweet embraceable you |
Mariza - Chuva As coisas vulgares que ha na vida Nao deixam saudades So as lembrancas que doem Ou fazem sorrir Ha gente que fica na historia da historia da gente e outras de quem nem o nome lembramos ouvir Sao emocoes que dao vida A saudade que trago Aquelas que tive contigo e acabei por perder Ha dias que marcam a alma e a vida da gente e aquele em que tu me deixaste nao posso esquecer A chuva molhava-me o rosto Gelado e cansado s ruas que a cidade tinha Ja eu percorrera Ai... meu choro de moca perdida gritava a cidade que o fogo do amor sob chuva ha instantes morrera A chuva ouviu e calou meu segredo a cidade E eis que ela bate no vidro Trazendo a saudade The ordinary events in our lives Do not fill us with longing; Not so those memories that hurt Or those that bloom into a smile. Some people are our history, The history of our lives; There are others whose name We not recall ever hearing. Such are the feelings That keep alive my longing, The feelings we shared And withered in the end. There are days that scar One's soul and life, This is why I cannot forget The day you left me. The rain drenched My cold and tired face In the streets of a city I had aimlessly walked. Ah! ...Like a girl gone astray My cry rang across the city: How quick does the fire of love Dies in the rain! The rain heard me and kept To herself my secret in that city Where she taps on the window, Filling me with longing. |
Billie Holiday and her Summertime will beat your winter, anytime! |
Strange I've seen that face before Seen him hanging round my door Like a hawk stealing for the pray Like the night waiting for the day Strange he shadows me back home Footsteps echo on the stone Rainy nights an hustling boulevard Parisian music drifting from the bars Tu cherches quoi, recontrer la mort? Tu te prends pour qui Toi aussi tu detestes la vie Dance in bars and restaurants Home with anyone who wants Strange hes standing alone Staring eyes chill me to the bone Dans sa chambre Joelle et sa valise Un regard sur ses fringues Sur les mures des photos sans regret Sans mellow La porte est claquee Joel cest barree |
Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down. We make a little history baby Every time you come around. Come loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down. You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around. We talk about it all night long We define our moral ground. But when I crawl into your arms Everything comes tumbling down. Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down. We make a little history baby Every time you come around. Your face has fallen sad now For you know the time is nigh When I must remove your wings And you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down. We make a little history baby Every time you come around. Come loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down. You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around. |
Amarcord, recordaras de noche...Almodovar, melankolija, čudaci ljubav i kupinovo vino Lo nuestro se acabó y te arrepentiras De haberle puesto fin a un ańo de amor. Si ahora tu te vas pronto descubriras Que los dias son eternos y vacios sin mi. Y de noche , y de noche por no sentirte solo, Recordaras nuestros dias felices, Recordaras el sabor de mis besos. Y entenderas en un sólo momento Que significa un ańo de amor. Que significa un ańo de amor. Te has parado a pensar lo que sucedera Todo lo que perdemos y lo que sufriras. Si ahora tu te vas no recuperaras los momentos felices que te hice vivir. Y de noche , y de noche por no sentirte solo, Recordaras nuestros dias felices, Recordaras el sabor de mis besos. Y entenderas en un sólo momento Que significa un ańo de amor. Y entenderas en un sólo momento Que significa un ańo de amor. (scene from 'High heels' sung by Luz Casal) |
Don't the moon look pretty Shining down through the trees Don't that shining moon look pretty, baby Shining down through the trees You know I can see my baby When he can't see me Yeah, I tiptoe to his window Just to see my baby snore I tiptoe to his window Just to see how sweetie snores You know it makes me feel like jumping, lord, lord Through the keyhole in his door Come crawl up to your window Let me whisper in your ear Come on and crawl up to your window, darling Let me whisper in your ear You know, I got somthing to tell you, baby I don't want that girl around here ...keep her away Cowboy Junkies: Shining Moon PS. |