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A wonderful story

The stars are starting to sift,
The sun is going to sleep,
The chicks are gathering in their nests
Whispering 'good night'
 
The moon is going on the trail,
Spreading pearls,
She starts a story
How it was but now it isn't...
 
(chores)
A wonderful story,
Says that there once were,
Over nine seas and countries,
Beautiful fairies and nobles.
Where flowers share their thoughts,
The sky and the earth laugh
Where the sun and the moon
Are braiding their garland
 
The night comes with stories
To me, to you,
Where handsome heroes, on horseback's,
Are adventuring towards the sun.
Where the frog is a queen
In a silky gown,
Where the cunning fox
Left the bear without a tail.
 
(chorus)
 
Look slowly it's turning to night time
The moon is watching over the world,
Gnomes with lanters
Are calling bed time.
 
Where flowers share their thoughts,
The sky and the earth laugh
Where the sun and the moon
Are braiding their garland...
 
Are braiding their garland...
 
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We are

Versions: #2
We are a dream in night that never ends
We are the light of the day that ends too early
 
We are the drop of dew that moistens the day
A symphony that is never ever played
 
We are two glasses of wine that is drunk to life
We are those who know the farewell of a parting
 
We are a silly excuse of a break-up
We are the sweet poesy of a song
 
We are the eternal search of the two in love
We are sadness and joy that always bewitch each other
 
We are a great secret that life unveils
So rich, so poor, that what love gives us is too much
 
We are the autumn leaves carried by the wind
We are the endless hope that never surrenders
 
We are a silly excuse of a break-up
We are a sweet bitterness of an illusion
 
We are a silly excuse of a break-up
We are a sweet bitterness of an illusion
 
Copyright®: Andrzej Pałka.

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My Truth

Very few times I've told you
how much I care for you, how much I love you,
it's so hard for me to let my heart
be free.
My cold thoughts
rule over my feelings
and I die if I can't have you.
Why is that?
OhWhat would happen
if you weren't here?
Today, more than ever, I want
to be frank with you, let out
all this fire that's burning me inside,
that is my truth.
Today, more than ever, I want
to have you close to me, open the door for you
so you know that I am nobody
if you're not here.
I was a fainting fire,
it lighted nothing, it burned nothing
but you filled my soul with so much light,
you gave me peace.
You marked my face,
my gaze is different now
and even if I don't show it a lot
now I smile more than before.
What would happen
if you weren't here?
 

Gabino Barrera

Gabino Barrera wouldn't listen to reason
when he was drinking
He carried a pistol with six clips,
He could please anyone.
He wore a mustache in the shape of a square
His kerchief around his neck
clothes made out of cotton, a leather jacket
His hat rolled up.
 
He put on huaraches on his peasant feet
And sometimes he walked barefoot
But he loved to pay for the Mariachi bands
He didn't care about money.
While holding a bottle of sugar-cane alcohol
he would shout: 'Long live Zapata!'
because he was a peasant, that southern indian
he was a fine man.
 
He was tall, strong, broad-shouldered
His face was very unfriendly
His dark gaze made him
look like a mountain vulture.
Gabino Barrera would leave behind
many women with his children
That's why the people in the area
had put a price on his head.
I remember the night he was shot to death
He had just been with his woman
Eighteen rifle shots rang
and he had no chance.
Gabino Barrera died the way
real men die
For a woman he lost his bet,
just as they are lost in cockfights.
 

Бегущий в ночи

Раньше я был один
Раньше я был твоим мечтателем
Я не мог получить достаточно
Думая , что мы будем вечно
Не зная, о чем ты думаешь
Проскальзываю дальше от пропасти
Мы могли бы пойти на окраину города
Вдали от всего мира, чтобы увидеть
 
Ты был дикой, пытаясь освободиться
Я не видел символов, находящихся прямо передо мной
 
Оу, я пробегаю так быстро в ночи
Мне нечего терять
Я оставляю все это, убегая ночью с тобой
Я не позволю тебе снова уйти
Мы можем видеть это до конца
Но что бы мы ни делали
Я убегаю в ночи с тобой
 
Раньше я был один
Раньше я был твоим местом, чтобы приземлиться
Под полумраком
В ладони моей руки
Ты всегда меняешь ситуацию
Просто когда мы находим рай
Ты всегда прерываешь мой разговор
Я никогда не пойму тебя
 
Оу, я пробегаю так быстро в ночи
Мне нечего терять
Я оставляю все это, убегая ночью с тобой
Я не позволю тебе снова уйти
Мы можем видеть это до конца
Но что бы мы ни делали
Я убегаю в ночи с тобой
 
Ах, ах, ах, ах
Пробегаю в ночи
Ах, ах, ах, ах
Я бегу в ночи
 
Раньше я был один
Раньше я был твоим мечтателем
Я не мог получить достаточно
Думая, что мы будем вечно
 
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