Niz polje vjetar miriše

I bol me prati kao sjena

Dal negdje za mnom uzdišeš

Gdje si od mene sakrivena



U kosu stavi ruzmarin

I jedan cvijet kraj šadrvana

Lejla

Zar bi mogla ti drugog voljeti



Golube, moj golube

Nosi joj suze mjesto pjesme



Ako te sutra zaprose

Znaj tamo neću biti ja

Lako se tuge oproste

Al samo ljubav nikada



Zar bi mogla ti drugog voljeti



Golube, moj golube

Nosi joj suze mjesto pjesme



Ja odlazim ko da sam kriv

Što voljeh onu koju ne smjem



Golube, moj golube

Nosi joj suze mjesto pjesme



Odlazim ko da sam kriv

Što voljeh tebe koju ne smjem



Što voljeh tebe

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Sur un champ, une trace de vent

Et la douleur me poursuit comme une ombre

Soupire tu de mon absence quelque part ?

Où es-tu cachée loin de moi ?



Mets du romarin derrière tes oreilles

Et une fleur d'une vieille fontaine

Leïla, pourrais-tu en aimer un autre ?

Colombe, ma colombe

Apporte lui des larmes, plutôt qu'une chanson



Si ils demandent ta main demain

Je sais que je ne serais pas là

Les peines sont vite oubliées

Mais seul l'amour ne le sera jamais



Peux-tu en aimer un autre ?



Colombe, ma colombe

Apporte lui des larmes, plutôt qu'une chanson

Je quitte, comme un coupable

D'avoir aimé, qui je n'avais pas le droit



Colombe, ma colombe

Apporte lui des larmes, plutôt qu'une chanson

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Je quitte, comme un coupable

D'avoir aimé, qui je n'avais pas le droit



De t'avoir aimé

Leïla

I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be and unwanted weed.
Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.

Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me, once again, hope I died for the last time.
Only one I have a thing greater than you, little light on the sky every night.

Morning dew on the field, where I met you.
I was frozen a year, couldn't get through.
Got a sign, not a scar, on my shoulder, I am not quite the man you take me for...

Fell in love with the weakness within me.
Tried to force me the Ring and own me.
Guess you found what you'd think would oblige me, little version of me to consume you...
I'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

Do you really know me? I might be a God.
Show me that you care and have a cry.
How do you see me?... as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.
When my pain is my pain and your is too...

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.
Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

Seven lifes of a man, passed before me.
Seven graves, one for every love I've had.
Only once I have broken my so called heart.
Only one made me see why they cry.

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?
Will I still feel the eyes that behold me.
Will I hear what you think, when you see me?
Will it tear me apart if you feel for me...

I 'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

Do you really know me? I might be a God.
Show me that you care and have a cry.
How do you see me?... as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.
When my pain is my pain and your is too...

Sonata Arctica 

Cooling breeze from a summer day

Hearing echoes from your heart

Learning how to recompose the words

Let time just fly



Joyfull sea gulls roaming on the shore

Not a single note would sound

Raise my head after I dry my face

Let time just fly



Recalling, retreating

Returning, retreaving

A small talk your missing

More clever but older now



A leader, a learner

A lawful beginer

A lodger of lunacy

So lucid in a jungle

A helper, a sinner

A scarecroow's agonizing smile



(And I) Ride the winds of a brand new day

High where mountain's stand

Found my hope and pride again

Rebirth of a man



Time to fly...

Angra 

i'll be your water
bathing you clean
with liquid peace

i'll be your reefer
you'll breathe me in
you won't release

well i've seen you suffer
i've seen you cry
the whole night through

so i'll be your water
bathing you clean
with liquid blue

i'll be your father
i'll be your mother
i'll be your lover
i'll be yours
(repeat)

i'll be your liquor
bathing your soul in juice that's pure

i'll be your anchor
you'll never leave these shores that cure

i've seen you suffer
i've seen you cry
for days and days

so i'll be your liquor
demons will drown and float away

i'll be your father
i'll be your mother
i'll be your lover
i'll be yours

yours...

Placebo 

Estoy cansado
de salir de noche
y ver siempre la misma gente.
Estoy flipando
de que la gente se invente,
cuente, y luego reinvente.
Apoltronado
en el sofá de mi casa;
vente,
se está caliente.
Amaestrados,
vamos al mismo sitio siempre
aunque luego ni entres.
Alucinando
de que me miren de arriba abajo
como a un delincuente.
Intoxicado
de que me pongan esa puta música indiferente.

Yo quiero entrar
en tu garito con zapatillas,
que no me miren mal al pasar.
Estoy cansado de siempre lo mismo,
la misma historia y quiero cambiar.
Me da pena tanta tontería,
quiero un poquito de normalidad.
Pero a ver, mírame y dime, tronco,
no veo mi sitio y no puedo aparcar

Estoy muy harto
de que me digan:
"si no estas en lista no puedes pasar,
sólo entran cuatro,
tenemos zona super mega guay
y nunca la verás."
Abarrotado,
hay aforo limitado
y ahora toca esperar,
y, y, nos han multado,
y tu coche se lo ha llevado
la grua municipal.

Ya has aparcado el coche
y ahora busca lo del ticket de la hora
y cuando vuelvas a ponerlo
te habrán puesto una receta de recuerdo.

El canto del Loco

Zapatillas