Poezie
Nebel...
Mist...Ceata...
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Und dann hat er sie geküsst
Wo das Meer zu Ende ist
Ihre Lippen schwach und blass
Und seine Augen werden nass.
Der letzte Kuss ist so lang her
Der letzte Kuss
Er erinnert sich nicht mehr...
And then he kissed her
Where the sea ends
Her lips, delicate and pale
And his eyes tear up.
The last kiss was so long ago
The last kiss
He does not remember it anymore...
Si apoi a sarutat-o
Acolo unde marea se sfarseste
Buzele ei , delicate si palide
Ochii indreptati spre cer.
Ultimul sarut atat de-ndepartat,
Atat de-ndepartat
Incat a evadat memoriei...
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Look at me, I\'m as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I\'m clingin\' to a cloud,
I can\' t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.
Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, the moment you\'re near.
Can\'t you see that you\'re leading me on?
And it\'s just what I want you to do,
Don\'t you notice how hopelessly I\'m lost
That\'s why I\'m following you.
On my own,
When I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I\'m too misty, and too much in love.
Too misty,
And too much
In love
Nu stiu exact cine a scris versurile, insa sunt cantate (si) de Ella Fitzgerald, o muza destul de veche pentru mine, dar mereu indragita. Cred ca la Rammsteinul asta mergea un Sex Pistols sau un Marilyn Manson, dar mie de asta mi-a amintit.