Music

Enjoy the silence

POSTED IN Music February 14, 2018

Perla Negra

POSTED IN Music February 8, 2018

Perla Negra

El amor está frente a mi puerta
quiere entrar y ve que está entreabierta
El amor no sabe de esperar
no suele ni avisar y entra

El amor me enreda en aventuras
y por él comienzo a hacer locuras
El amor está dentro de mí
me ha puesto frente a ti y ahora

Yo no sé que hacer, tengo miedo de querer
y este amor sigue creciendo día a día
Yo no sé qué hacer, tengo miedo de querer
pero estoy enamorada qué ironía

El amor me enreda en aventuras
y por él comienzo a hacer locuras
El amor está dentro de mí
me ha puesto frente a ti y ahora

Yo no sé que hacer, tengo miedo de querer
y este amor sigue creciendo día a día
Yo no sé qué hacer, tengo miedo de querer
pero estoy enamorada qué ironía

El amor no entiende de razones
El amor me ha puesto frente a ti

Yo no sé que hacer, tengo miedo de querer
pero estoy enamorada qué ironía

 

Andrea del Boca

Siente mi amor

POSTED IN Music February 8, 2018

Siente mi amor

 

Siente mi amor…

Siente mi amor…

Una historia sin tiempo
Que no tiene fin
Un amor como el nuestro
No hoy ni nunca podrá morir

Quiero ser tu alma
Un momento feliz
Te amare por siempre
Viviré dentro de ti

En los días de dolor
Siente mi amor
Que vendrá con el viento
Que vendrá con el sol..

En los ojos de dios
Lejos de ti
Me veras en sueños
Sentirás mis besos
Me oirás reír

Si te sientes solo
Y estas en silencio
Piensa en mis caricias
Y en nuestros secretos

Quiero ser tu alma
Un momento feliz
Te amare por siempre
Viviré dentro de ti

En los días de dolor
Siente mi amor
Que vendrá con el viento
Que vendrá con el sol..

En los ojos de dios
Lejos de ti
Me veras en sueños
Sentiras mis besos
Me oirás reir

Me oirás reir…

Siente mi amor…

Siente mi amor…

 

Chingon

Dot the i

POSTED IN Music February 8, 2018

DOT THE I
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRYQXSVw2lA

Natalia Verbeke

Paixöes Diagonais / Diagonal Passions

POSTED IN Music February 8, 2018

 

Paixöes Diagonais

Do que fala a madrugada
O murmúrio na calçada
Os silêncios de licor
Do que fala a nostalgia

De uma estrela fugidia
Falam de nós, meu amor
Do que sabem as vielas
E a memória das janelas

Ancoradas no sol-pôr
Do que sabem os cristais
Das paixões diagonais
Sabem de nós, meu amor

Porque volta esta tristeza
O destino à nossa mesa
O silêncio de um andor
Porque volta tudo ao mar

Mesmo sem ter de voltar
Voltam por nós, meu amor
Porque parte tudo um dia
O que nos lábios ardia

Até não sermos ninguém
Tudo é água que corre
De cada vez que nos morre
Nasce um pouco mais além.
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Diagonal Passions

What does the dawn speak of
The murmur of the pavement,
The silences of liquor.
What does nostalgia speak of

For a disappeared star,
They speak of us, my love.
What do the alleys know
And the memory of the balconies

Anchored in the sunset
What do the panes know
Of diagonal passions
They know of us, my love.

Why does this sadness come back,
Destiny to our table,
The silence of a leaving
Why does everything return to the sea,

Even when it does not have to
They return for us, my love.
What does everything leave one day
What used to burn the lips

Until we would be no-one
Everything is running water;
From each time it dies to us
There springs a little more, further on.

English version by Kamran

 

Varpunen jouluaamuna / The sparrow in the Cristmas morning

POSTED IN classic poetry, Music, translated Finnish-English December 16, 2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Varpunen jouluaamuna / The sparrow in the Cristmas morning

 

Lumi on jo peittänyt kukat laaksosessa,
järvenaalto jäätynyt talvipakkasessa,
varpunen pienoinen syönyt kesäeinehen,
järvenaalto jäätynyt talvipakkasessa.

Pienen pirtin portailla oli tyttökulta:
Tule varpu, riemulla, ota siemen multa!
Joulu on, koditon varpuseni onneton,
tule tänne riemulla, ota siemen multa!

Tytön luo nyt riemuiten lensi varpukulta:
Kiitollisna siemenen otan kyllä sulta.
Palkita Jumala tahtoo kerran sinua.
Kiitollisna siemenen ota kyllä sulta.

En mä ole, lapseni, lintu tästä maasta.
Olen pieni veljesi, tulin taivahasta.
Siemenen pienoisen, jonka annoit köyhällen,
pieni sai sun veljesi enkeleitten maasta.

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The Sparrow in the Christmas morning

 

Snow already covered all in the valley yonder
frozen is the wave of lake in the frost of winter.
Little sparrow sweet and good
eaten up his summer food.
Frozen is the wave of lake in the frost of winter.

 

On the stairs of little house stood a girl who plead:
Come dear sparrow and with joy take from me a seed!
It’s Christmas now and here
sparrow without home and cheer.
Come dear sparrow and with joy take from me a seed!

 

To the girl’s feet filled with joy flew the darling sparrow:
Gratefully I take from you seed of blood and marrow.
God will pay you threefold
darling girl with soul of gold.
Gratefully I take from you seed of blood and marrow.

Dear child I’m not a bird from this world of strangers
I’m your little brother dead coming from the heavens.
When you fed the poor in need
you gave me a little seed.
I’m your little brother dead from the land of angels.

 

Zacharias Topelius

 

English version, Maria Magdalena Biela

Copaci fara padure

POSTED IN Music October 24, 2017

Copaci fara padure

 

in povestea copacilor goi
scartaind intr-o singura usa
este vorba de noi amandoi
este vorba de foc si cenusa

doi copaci fara frunze pe drum
dupa cum ii priveste inaltul
doi copaci prin sarutul de scrum
aplecandu-se unul spre altul

nu mai suntem decat doi copaci
vor veni taietori sa ne tunda
vor lua crengi toti copiii saraci
http://Versuri.ro/w/lot1
pentru flacara lor muribunda

si chiar daca ma vei mai iubi
peste crivatul iernii ce vine
fara brate cu ochii pustii
n-am sa am ce intinde spre tine

spune-mi padure cu frunza rara
unde-i iubirea de asta vara?
nu stie iarna sa se indure
de noi copacii fara padure.

 

Tatiana Stepa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r32ake0q9RE

Misirlou

POSTED IN Music October 22, 2017

Misirlou

 

Dick Dale

You never can tell

POSTED IN Music October 21, 2017

You never can tell

 

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin’ worked out well
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They bought a souped-up jitney, ’twas a cherry red ’53
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell.

Pulp Fiction

 

I saw you dancing

POSTED IN Music October 11, 2017

I saw you dancing

 

I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da my love
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da
I’m waiting for a change
To get to know you
To ask for a dance
Just look into my eyes
And I’ll take you to paradise
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da my love
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da
I’m falling, I’m falling
Cause life’s not easy for me
Please touch me like you do
To have you near me
To go where you go
Why waste a lot of time
My love is not a serious crime
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da my love
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da
I’m falling to pieces
Who do you think you are
Maybe I’ve gone too far
Maybe I’m in love with you
Don’t hurt me or treat me bad
Cause I will fight for what is mine
Say Yaki-Da
Cause life is meant for living
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da my love
I saw you dancing
And I’ll never be the same again for sure
I saw you dancing
Say Yaki-Da.

 

Yaki-Da

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