Seeds Of Love (English / Romanian / Japanese)
Powder of my bones
Essence of my soul
Grains of a black soil
Soaked in flavored oil
Sour bitter sweet:
-Guess under whose feet?
(..Might find out
..when my seeds
I'll no more miss..)
Pudra oaselor mele
A sufletului meu esenta
Boabe de pamant
negru imbibat
ulei inmieresmat
Dulce acru-amar
Oare sub al cui picior,
Ghiceste?
..poate aflu.. (de mor)
cand de samanta
nu-mi va mai fi dor..
愛の種
私の骨の粉
私の魂のエキス
黒い土の粒
フレーバーオイルにつかった
すっぱくて、苦くて、甘い：
誰の足の下か 当ててみて？
poem by Elena Sandu
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What Is It That You Like?
don't you like this sweetness
of my words?
you are bored with this sugar
and honey
and cream?
you are afraid you have become
sick of such
sweet tongue
such sweet indulgence?
oh, you want something bitter
something sour now?
some bitter herbs some sour
species of green lemons?
try me,
i am a bitter person
i am the latest delicacy of
all that is sour
and
decomposing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Atunci si Acum
Atunci cand erai departe, cand intre noi doi era un ocean, si 7000 de kilometri
cand tu erai in trecut, iar eu in viitor
atunci, de ce ma iubeai, si vroiai
sa ma porti pe deget, iar acum
cand ai venit acasa, nu mai simti la fel.
Am gresit cumva, trebuia oare sa te fac din cand in cand sa ma urasti?
ca sa nu uiti cum sa ma iubesti.
Atunci nu-ti pasa, insa acum vezi numai defecte
si cauti orice lucru, ce ar putea sa ne desparta, si te urasc putin pentru asta, pentru ca nu ai incredere in mine.
Da, e o lume oribila, dar asta nu inseamna ca trebuie sa ne lasam modelati de ea,
avem si noi putere, nu suntem chiar atat de slabi.
Pentru mine e invers, pentru ca acum
te iubesc, mai mult decat te iubeam atunci,
mai mult decat te-am iubit vreodata,
si simt ca o sa te iubesc in continuare
mai mult decat voi iubii vreodata.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Sour
some fruits are loved
for their being sour
it is their sourness
that reminds of their essence
like the green mango
it is even missed more
than when it ripened
but with you my love
do not worry
sour or sweet or bitter
we will always be together
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hard Greu Hard..English and Romanian version
Hard..
When some people free can run
but others can't, strongly tied
from the inside.
Hard..
When some laugh and joy
Others have only one tear
As lonely toy
polka dancing
from eye to eye..
Hard..
When strangers, others, they
become part of us, we only love
because we can not hate
I tried to fit, I did !
But it was not an easy way
Hard..
Sweet dear Romania
of you my soul is full
in pain, I tightly
gather my both hands
Hard not to cry
longing for you!
............................................. ......
Romanian version
Greu..
Cand liber fug unii
insa, legati pe dinauntru
Incremeniti stau altii..
Greu..
Cand rad si se distreaza
Unii dar altii
In ochi au numai
o singuratica lacrima
Ce polka (ori invartita) danseaza..
Greu..
Cand straini, altii, ei!
Devin parte din noi
Pot numai sa iubesc
A ura nu stiu
Ma integrez dar, nu e usor..
O dulce draga Romanie
Sufletul mi-e plin de tine
Ce greu..in durere
mainile-mi frang
de dor
sa nu-ti plang.
poem by Elena Sandu
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Deepness In The Throat
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Look at yourself making so many miscalculations
In your proclamations
As am I
We speak, we learn
We follow through
Like an oppression upon the chest
Looky their its sitting on that shelf
Just reach for it.
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Bang bang the drugs take effect
Are you hallucinating yet.
Don't fret
You'll be soon enough
Think you got it rough
Come on now be tough
Stand up for yourself
Emotional distrust
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Investigate that of what will be
Please stand before me
Tell your stories
They are not so far reaching
Am I the soul you have been needing
Well here you go
Here I am
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Like the victim
Always like the victim
I say just listen
We all feel the same
If I can only take away a little bit of the pain
Trying to make myself sane
With a lonely complaint
I'm no saint
I'm no god
I just say what's comes from my heart
Like it or not
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Memories of nightmares and dreams
From the clouds mine only can be found
If only for one dance
I'll tell you
I'll promise you
The world before the sunrise
Look into my deep brown eyes
Tell me they lie
Maybe your right
But not tonight.
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Miss The Lights
(intro) walking tall, full of tedious charm,
The smoothest (? ? ? ) in (? ? ? )
The mission boys all cross their palms
Dont you know who I am
I guess you miss the lights? huh!
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
Little caesar is prince of the city
? ? ?
In this town theres no pity
This man stands alone
I guess you miss the lights - ha!
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
Sometimes when youre all alone
And the blue turns to gray
Better get down on those pinky knees,
And you start to pray
I guess you miss the lights - ha!
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Kiss-kissing your name
(instrumental)
A glimmering ? , a twilight star
And so much love for show,
A returning wave from the gallery bar
And share the afterglow
I guess you miss the lights
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
Ha!
I guess you miss the lights
I guess you miss the fame, haha!
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
(fade out music and chorus)
I guess you miss the lights
I guess you miss everybody
Kiss-kissing your name
song performed by by Ufo
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The Sour Lemon Tree
A sour lemon tree flower attracts the bee
While its fruit is bitter not so its flower
White is its flower sweet and very pretty
Only the fruit is bitter and that's just a pity
As the beauty of its flower resist not a bee
It's the simple truth
Or see the sour lemon tree
With fruit that is bitter bears a lemon tree
But useful is its fruit good for everyday use
Once said a bee... your flower is very sweet
It carries fragrance scented out in the street
Yet bears you fruit bitter no one wants to eat
It's partly the truth
Or see the sour lemon tree
A citrus tree with fruit no other tree bears
Then out of the tree came a nice neat voice
'Twas like a voice of one who's very wise
This is what it said trees are not so free
One made a decree for every bearing tree
It's partly the truth
Or see the sour lemon tree
The Creator decides the fruit a tree bears
Whether it be bitter or whether it be sweet
The Creator decrees for every bearing tree
To bring forth fruit ordained for it to bear
Then sweet or bitter bears a tree its fruit
It's the simple truth
Or see the sour lemon tree.
poem by Clarence Prince
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(Love Poem) Bitter Sweet Rose
Bitter sweet rose will you be mine?
Or am I wasting my time?
Bitter sweet rose you smell divine.
Do you have a succulent kiss?
Is it something I've already missed?
Bitter sweet rose what gives?
Is it how we must live?
Bitter sweet rose will you answer my questions?
Are you devote?
Do you stray when your bored?
Will you doubt?
Is what you want something more?
Bitter sweet rose are you keeping score?
Will you try something new?
Will you lock your door?
Do your lips taste like dew?
Bitter sweet rose do you want to go?
Do you love the snow?
Is this right?
Is this what you want tonight?
Bitter sweet rose, oh my bitter rose.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Powder
I am soaked in sweat tonight
Knuckles white and you try to fight
You beg for more to get you by
I've had enough, you wonder why
Even now your body cries
And jealous adds to blind your eyes
You wonder how you stay this high
When the sails begin to die
Forever forever forever
CHORUS: Brush it up, brush it up
Take it down, take it down
Smash it up, smash it up
Falling down
Follow like a medicine
It's broken down my happy friend
I wonder if you let me in
If I'm gonna see him win
Forever get better get better
CHORUS
Powder, give me powder
If only when you're young
This power, in the powder
If only when you're young
CHORUS x 5
Powder, powder, powder, powder . . .
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Powder
I am soaked in sweat tonight
Knuckles white and you try to fight
You beg for more to get you by
I've had enough, you wonder why
Even now your body cries
And jealous adds to blind your eyes
You wonder how you stay this high
When the sails begin to die
Forever forever forever
CHORUS: Brush it up, brush it up
Take it down, take it down
Smash it up, smash it up
Falling down
Follow like a medicine
It's broken down my happy friend
I wonder if you let me in
If I'm gonna see him win
Forever get better get better
CHORUS
Powder, give me powder
If only when you're young
This power, in the powder
If only when you're young
CHORUS x 5
Powder, powder, powder, powder . . .
song performed by by Yellowcard
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About words entwining themselves within
There are so many tears
In this black void of your silence
'Cause you have been hurt so many times.
There are so many painful memories
In the gray shadow of those seconds
' Cause the world around you was crumbling,
So many times, the world inside you.
I am drinking the pain from the cup of your soul
Until the cup is empty,
Leaving a bit love at the bottom,
Looking like the coffee grounds.
Your love is sweet
Like acacia seeds.
I eat the seeds,
Your love seeds.
In that cup of your soul,
Your love is looking like a true love song,
Transparent and wet.
Your love is wet like a kiss.
Your heart is a rhapsody, entwining within my sad heart.
I miss you in so many ways sometimes,
I want and I miss that kiss,
I kiss your absence,
When I'm not with you..
We feed our souls
With love words,
Belonging to God.
My words pass between your teeth
Encountering yours
And the silence between them.
Their taste is like honey.
Our love is like honey.
It's our moon.
Do you want me now?
I want you now.
If you don't want me now
Just tell me
And we may both stay hungry.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Pro Patria Mori
World War 1 Soldier Tailem Bend by Illawarrian
Pro patria mori
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
For generations
we've sold these goods
to young boys
who burn for glory.
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Indeed, how sweet,
Pray tell
Poppy covered warrior.
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
How sweet was the Somme?
Such little ground
was gained with
half a generation gone.
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
When weapons
far outpace the men
what an empty word
is glory.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Vinul amar al înfrângerii este mai dulce dacă îl bei din cupa speranței.
quote by Marius Alexandru
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Patience, Patience
the child with a black coat
on this cold day
sits there beside a brick
church of spanish
architecture
the yard is quiet except
for the sound of the flapping
of doves feedind on some
rice grains
the boy has a black hair
and his feet are stained with
mud his fingers dirty with
some sticky sauce
he spreads the rice grains
from his palm to the
muddy grounds
the doves hover and land
on the spot where the grains
are freely spread
he sits with them
surrounded
the doves are watching him
and he watches carefully each
dove that eyes on his grains
he likes to snatch just one
to bring home to mother
the doves are too careful
it is just the rice grains nothing more
eye to eye
both wait for what shall happen next
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Linistea ta tulburatoare si rece
Despre cuvintele mele, ce parere ai?
Avid dupa admiratia ta pierduta, le-am pus aici,
in acest loc unde toti vorbesc o alta limba.
Ei nu vor intelege, insa tu, daca vreodata vei ajunge din gresala sa pasesti pe aici
ai sa intelegi (poate)
dar sper sa nu fie prea tarziu
si sa iti pese putin, de ce scriu pentru tine,
in aceasta limba.
Nu-ti fie teama, sa-mi spui, inca sunt indragostit
de mirajul tau,
ca o cometa, dansezi cu stelele, si voi astepta sa te intorci, sa iti spun povestea completa,
si sa pot vedea din nou urmele incandescente
ce le lasa picioarele tale in aceasta lume din mintea mea.
(...)
Ar trebui poate, sa fiu realist, nu-mi face bine sa fiu ridicol, sa visez, sa sper,
dar viata mea are o singura eroina.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Milagro
The slow tempo of this song combines a "cuban son" with a "vallenato paseo" creating a very sweet groove. the chorus consists of an accorion and a flugelhorn as the cuban co
Bongas, maracas, and clave blissfully come together.
This song is dedicated to our children and all the love we cherish in our hearts for them the lyrics speak of how the sweet, small things, such as the way they look at us, the sound of their v
And their innocent laugh, their simple truths, and their charming presence bring a stream of deep and meaningful moments to our lives. they are the future of the world, the essence of the most
Basic value of our society. the home and the family, they are the miracle of our love.
Cuando se miran sus ojos
When they look in your eyes
Cuando se esucha su voz
When you hear their voice
Es mas linda la maana
Its finer than the morning
Nos alumbra mas el sol
Brighter than the sun
Cuando nos brindan su risa
When they give you a smile
Cuando nos dan su candor
When you see their innocence
Brota un manantial
It brings a stream
De aqua fresquita en el corazn
Of fresh water to the heart
Ellos son el tesoro
They are a treasure
Ellos sol la alegra
These lights of happiness
Es por ellos que la vida
We live for them
Se vuelve ms dulce
They give us the sweetness
Se vive mejor
Of a better life
---------
Coro:
Son los hijos la bendicin
They are the blessed children
El milagro de nuestro amor
The miracle of our love
Nos ensean como amar
They show how to love
Como abrir nuestro corazn
How to open our hearts
Son los hijos la bendicin
They are the blessed children
El milagro de nuestro amor
The miracle of our love
Son la escencia del hogar
They are the essence of family life
Un regalo de dios
A gift of god
--------
Ellos son la esperanza
They are our hope
Ellos son la ilusin
They are our dreams
Es por ellos que la vida
We live for them
Se vuelve ms dulce
They give us the sweetness
Se vive mejor
Of a better life
---------
Coro:
Son los hijos la bendicin
They are the blessed children
El milagro de nuestro amor
The miracle of our love
Nos ensenan como amar
They show how to love
Como abrir nuestro corazn
How to open our hearts
Son los hijos la bendicin
They are the blessed children
El milagro de nuestro amor
The miracle of our love
Son la escencia del hogar
They are the essence of family life
Un regalo de dios
A gift of god
--------
Su mirada serena
Their look of serenity
Su inocente verdad
Their inocent truth
Es un calorcito que llena
Its a warmth that fills
De alegra la soledad
Solitude with happiness
Mensajeros del alma
The center of family life
Sembradores de paz
Sowers of peace
De un maana pleno
Of a future full
De respeto y de libertad
Of cosideration for others and of freedom
Ellos son el tesoro
They are a treasure
Ellos sol la alegra
These lights of happiness
Es por ellos que la vida
Its for them that we live
Se vuelve ms dulce
They give us the sweetness
Se vive mejor
Of a better life
---------
Coro:
Son los hijos la bendicin
They are the blessed children
El milagro de nuestro amor
The miracle of our love
Nos ensenan como amar
They show how to love
Como abrir nuestro corazn
How to open our hearts
Son los hijos la bendicin
They are the blessed children
El milagro de nuestro amor
The miracle of our love
Son la escencia del hogar
They are the essence of family life
Un regalo de dios
A gift of god
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Overload Sugar Rush
Candy coated apples
Chocolate ice cream with just a bit of sprinkles
Tangy mike and Ike
Skittle flavored milkshakes with cherries on top
Gingerbread cookies with a strike of milk
Watery lemonade
Cupcakes of wonder
Twisted vines of vanilla extract
Banana cream pie with whip cream on top
Just the perfect life full of innocence
Sour patches running through the veins of angel cake
Dry gumdrops running the chocolate wafers
A Fein for the extra sugar planted down the roots which she dare not goes
The black roses that stood from the berry rush
Just a strawberry ruining the veins of innocence
The black licorice is was just so irresistible wanting to try it
But too afraid for it gives you addiction to the darkness
The rotten sweetness of a teenage girl
A strawberry to a blackberry
Consideration and a fan of sweet suicide
Vitamin pills that scream “eat me I’m death! ! ! ”
Tempting to do it, she asks for a peck of beauty to awaken
No savior from the ugliness of the sour patches
She cries watery fruit punch that gives diabetes
She shall never have candy coated apples again they all say
But she smiles hours later because she realizes
She isn’t the only one who lost her sweetness
Because she looks at me as a role model
Because I myself have sour patches too
And we all who have lost our sweetness to the evil sour patches
Shall stand together holding hands fighting it as one
We will shoot those sour patches with fireballs of sweetness
And we shall laugh as they fall
Don’t shed a tear girl
Because we are sour patches hoping to become sweet again
And candy coated apples we shall be someday! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Marie Jones
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Eu m-am nascut,
cand am murit la poala crucii tale,
Cand voi muri,
eu ma voi naste-n slava viitoare.
quote by Marius Alexandru (December 2021)
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Black Skies
you're sowing the seeds of hate on fields of peace
curb your vicinity with vanity
you're proud on each and everyone fallen to your charm,
you're proud if all you bring is bitter harm
you're proud on your filthy evil me,
your personality is kissed by jealousy
your hunger stilled when you have killed
other's dreams to be fulfilled,
the night drapes the skies in sweet release
chorus:
black skies, your eyes,
the night reveals and heals all the pain inside
your black skies on my mind
a stiff body sluggishly on the floor
drives me insane cause I expected more
with every minute greed grows in me
and all these silent voices keep tempting me
from lust to dust, from day to dawn
filthy soil I smell the lawn
I long for the night dressed in sweet release
chorus
another day has died, black the sky,
I licked off the dirt, now it's washed and dried,
after all this pain you're so far away
chorus
(sweet child o'mine)
(bye bye)
song performed by by H-BlockX
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I Still Miss Someone
At my door the leaves are fallin
A cold wild wind will come
Sweet hearts walked by together
And I still miss someone
I go out to a party
And look for a little fun
But I find a darkened corner
Cause I still miss someone
Chorus:
Oh I never got over those blue eyes
I see them everywhere
I miss those arms that held me
When all the love was there
Repeat chorus
And I wonder if hes sorry
For leaving what we begun
Guess theres someone for me somewhere
Aw, but I still miss somone
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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