Luciano Pavarotti - 'O sole mio
- Neapolitan lyrics
- Che bella cosa e' na jurnata 'e sole
- n'aria serena doppo na tempesta!
- Pe' ll'aria fresca pare già na festa
- Che bella cosa e' na jurnata 'e sole
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- Ma n'atu sole,
- cchiù bello, oje ne'
- 'O sole mio
- sta 'nfronte a te!
- 'O sole, 'o sole mio
- sta 'nfronte a te!
- sta 'nfronte a te!
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- Quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne,
- me vene quase 'na malincunia;
- sotto 'a fenesta toia restarria
- quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne.
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- Ma n'atu sole,
- cchiù bello, oje ne'
- 'O sole mio
- sta 'nfronte a te!
- 'O sole, 'o sole mio
- sta 'nfronte a te!
- sta 'nfronte a te!
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- English translation
- What a beautiful thing is a sunny day,
- The air is serene after a storm
- The air's so fresh that it already feels like a celebration
- What a beautiful thing is a sunny day
- English translation
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- But another sun,
- that's brighter still
- It's my own sun
- that's upon your face!
- The sun, my own sun
- It's upon your face!
- It's upon your face!
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- When night comes and the sun has gone down,
- I almost start feeling melancholy;
- I'd stay below your window
- When night comes and the sun has gone down.
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- But another sun,
- that's brighter still
- It's my own sun
- that's upon your face!
- The sun, my own sun
- It's upon your face!
- It's upon your face!
داریوش
برای سه ساعت به خودم اجازه دادم تو احساساتم غوطه بخورم. تمام درهای دلم رو باز کنم و تو تمام لحظات دردناک زندگیم غرق بشم. گریه کنم. گریه کنم.
Autumn Leaves - Edith Piaf
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
All red and gold
I
see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to
hold.
Since you went away
The days grow long...
And soon
I'll hear
Old winter songs
But I miss you most of all
My
darling, when autumn leaves start to fall...
C'est un chanson
Qui
nous ressemble
Toi qui m'aimais
Et je t'aimais
Nous vivions
tous les deux ensemble
Tou qui m'aimais
Moi qui t'aimais
Mais
la vie sépare
Ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement
Sans faire de
bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable
Les pas des amants désunis.
Since
you went away
The days grow long...
And soon I'll hear
Old
winter songs
But I miss you most of all
My darling, when autumn
leaves start to fall...
Besame Mucho - Andrea Bocelli
Italian:
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Quiero tenerte muy cerca
Mirarme en tus ojos
Verte junto a mi
Piensa que tal ves mañana
Yo ya estaré lejos
Muy lejos de ti
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
English translation:
Kiss Me A Lot
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
As if tonight was
the last time.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
As if tonight was
the last time.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
I want to have you very close
To see myself in your eyes,
To see you next to me,
Think that perhaps tomorrow
I already will be far,
very far from you.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
As if tonight was
the last time.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Quiero tenerte muy cerca
Mirarme en tus ojos
Verte junto a mi
Piensa que tal ves mañana
Yo ya estaré lejos
Muy lejos de ti
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
English translation:
Kiss Me A Lot
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
As if tonight was
the last time.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
As if tonight was
the last time.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
I want to have you very close
To see myself in your eyes,
To see you next to me,
Think that perhaps tomorrow
I already will be far,
very far from you.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
As if tonight was
the last time.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Kiss me, kiss me a lot,
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Because I fear to lose you,
To lose you again.
Alla Pugacheva- Million Alyh Roz (A million of red roses)
In Russian:
Zhil-byl hudozhnik odin,
Domik imel i holsty.
No on aktrisu lyubil,
Tu, chto lyubila tsvety.
On togda prodal svoj dom,
Prodal kartiny i krov
I na vse den'gi kupil
Tseloe more tsvetov.
Million, million,
Million alyh roz
Iz okna, iz okna,
Iz okna vidish' ty.
Kto vlyublen, kto vlyublen,
Kto vlyublen, i vser'ez,
Svoyu zhizn' dlya tebya
Prevratit v tsvety.
Utrom ty vstanesh' u okna,
Mozhet, soshla ty s uma, -
Kak prodolzhenie sna,
Ploschad' tsvetami polna.
Poholodeet dusha:
Chto za bogach zdes' chudit?
A pod oknom, chut' dysha,
Bednyj hudozhnik stoit.
Million, million,
Million alyh roz
Iz okna, iz okna,
Iz okna vidish' ty.
Kto vlyublen, kto vlyublen,
Kto vlyublen i vser'ez,
Svoyu zhizn' dlya tebya
Prevratit v tsvety.
Vstrecha byla korotka,
V noch' ee poezd uvez,
No v ee zhizni byla
Pesnya bezumiya roz.
Prozhil hudozhnik odin,
Mnogo on bed perenes,
No v ego zhizni byla
Tselaya ploschad' tsvetov.
Million, million,
Million alyh roz
Iz okna, iz okna,
Iz okna vidish' ty.
Kto vlyublen, kto vlyublen,
Kto vlyublen i vser'ez,
Svoyu zhizn' dlya tebya
Prevratit v tsvety
In English:
He had a house and his paintings.
He was in love with an actress,
And that actress loved flowers.
Then he sold his house,
Sold his paintings too
And with that money he bought
A whole sea of flowers.
Million, million,
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see
Who's in love, who's in love
Who's crazy in love with you
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers
In the morning you'll wake up at your window
Maybe, you've lost your mind
As if still in a dream
Your whole yard is filled with flowers
Suddenly your heart is turning cold
Who's the rich baron doing this?
Instead under the window, barely breathing
The poor painter is standing
Million, million,
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see
Who's in love, who's in love
Who's crazy in love with you
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers
The meeting was short
By night she left on a train
But in her life she always remembered
Song of the beautiful of roses
The painter lived out his life alone
Many pains he lived through
But in his life he always had
A whole sea of beautiful roses
Million, million,
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see
Who's in love, who's in love
Who's crazy in love with you
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers
Zhil-byl hudozhnik odin,
Domik imel i holsty.
No on aktrisu lyubil,
Tu, chto lyubila tsvety.
On togda prodal svoj dom,
Prodal kartiny i krov
I na vse den'gi kupil
Tseloe more tsvetov.
Million, million,
Million alyh roz
Iz okna, iz okna,
Iz okna vidish' ty.
Kto vlyublen, kto vlyublen,
Kto vlyublen, i vser'ez,
Svoyu zhizn' dlya tebya
Prevratit v tsvety.
Utrom ty vstanesh' u okna,
Mozhet, soshla ty s uma, -
Kak prodolzhenie sna,
Ploschad' tsvetami polna.
Poholodeet dusha:
Chto za bogach zdes' chudit?
A pod oknom, chut' dysha,
Bednyj hudozhnik stoit.
Million, million,
Million alyh roz
Iz okna, iz okna,
Iz okna vidish' ty.
Kto vlyublen, kto vlyublen,
Kto vlyublen i vser'ez,
Svoyu zhizn' dlya tebya
Prevratit v tsvety.
Vstrecha byla korotka,
V noch' ee poezd uvez,
No v ee zhizni byla
Pesnya bezumiya roz.
Prozhil hudozhnik odin,
Mnogo on bed perenes,
No v ego zhizni byla
Tselaya ploschad' tsvetov.
Million, million,
Million alyh roz
Iz okna, iz okna,
Iz okna vidish' ty.
Kto vlyublen, kto vlyublen,
Kto vlyublen i vser'ez,
Svoyu zhizn' dlya tebya
Prevratit v tsvety
In English:
He had a house and his paintings.
He was in love with an actress,
And that actress loved flowers.
Then he sold his house,
Sold his paintings too
And with that money he bought
A whole sea of flowers.
Million, million,
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see
Who's in love, who's in love
Who's crazy in love with you
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers
In the morning you'll wake up at your window
Maybe, you've lost your mind
As if still in a dream
Your whole yard is filled with flowers
Suddenly your heart is turning cold
Who's the rich baron doing this?
Instead under the window, barely breathing
The poor painter is standing
Million, million,
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see
Who's in love, who's in love
Who's crazy in love with you
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers
The meeting was short
By night she left on a train
But in her life she always remembered
Song of the beautiful of roses
The painter lived out his life alone
Many pains he lived through
But in his life he always had
A whole sea of beautiful roses
Million, million,
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see
Who's in love, who's in love
Who's crazy in love with you
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers
Roma Nuda - Fraco Califano
'N amico nun ce sta che me po consolà stasera
m'attacco a 'sta città che s'è addormita già da 'n ora
cammino su de lei, su strade uguali a pelle scura
si poi se sveglierà, io certo nun glie posso fa' paura...
Roma nuda...
scusa si perdo lacrime pe' strada
mal che vada fa finta che so' gocce de rugiada
piuttosto che sta' solo dentro al letto
vado randagio in quarche vicoletto
cammino a piedi scarzi, armeno finchè t'arzi
dormi e vedrai che manco me sentirai
Roma nuda...
nun me poi di' de no , so' disperato
casa è vota, c'era 'na donna che m'ha rovinato
Me basta sta' così all'angoletto de 'sta strada
chissà che a dormì qui domani io nun m'enventi 'n artra vita.
Roma nuda...
Me basta sta' così all'angoletto de 'sta strada
chissà che a dormì qui domani io nun m'enventi 'n artra vita.
Roma nuda... Roma nuda...
Roma nuda...
m'attacco a 'sta città che s'è addormita già da 'n ora
cammino su de lei, su strade uguali a pelle scura
si poi se sveglierà, io certo nun glie posso fa' paura...
Roma nuda...
scusa si perdo lacrime pe' strada
mal che vada fa finta che so' gocce de rugiada
piuttosto che sta' solo dentro al letto
vado randagio in quarche vicoletto
cammino a piedi scarzi, armeno finchè t'arzi
dormi e vedrai che manco me sentirai
Roma nuda...
nun me poi di' de no , so' disperato
casa è vota, c'era 'na donna che m'ha rovinato
Me basta sta' così all'angoletto de 'sta strada
chissà che a dormì qui domani io nun m'enventi 'n artra vita.
Roma nuda...
Me basta sta' così all'angoletto de 'sta strada
chissà che a dormì qui domani io nun m'enventi 'n artra vita.
Roma nuda... Roma nuda...
Roma nuda...
Sway with me - Dean Martin
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
You know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
You know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
La Maritza - Sylvie Vartan
Sylvie Vartan La Maritza Lyrics:
La Maritza c'est ma rivière
Comme la Seine est la tienne
Mais il n'y a que mon père
Maintenant qui s'en souvienne
Quelquefois
De mes dix premières années
Il ne me reste plus rien
Pas la plus pauvre poupée
Plus rien qu'un petit refrain
D'autrefois :
La la la la...
Tous les oiseaux de ma rivière
Nous chantaient la liberté
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Moi je ne comprenais guère
Mais mon père, lui, savait
Ecouter
Quand l'horizon s'est fait trop noir
Tous les oiseaux sont partis
Sur les chemins de l'espoir
Et nous on les a suivis,
A Paris
[Parlé]
De mes dix premières années
Il ne reste plus rien... rien
[Chanté]
Et pourtant les yeux fermés
Moi j'entends mon père chanter
Ce refrain :
La la la la
La Maritza c'est ma rivière
Comme la Seine est la tienne
Mais il n'y a que mon père
Maintenant qui s'en souvienne
Quelquefois
De mes dix premières années
Il ne me reste plus rien
Pas la plus pauvre poupée
Plus rien qu'un petit refrain
D'autrefois :
La la la la...
Tous les oiseaux de ma rivière
Nous chantaient la liberté
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/asLQ ]
Moi je ne comprenais guère
Mais mon père, lui, savait
Ecouter
Quand l'horizon s'est fait trop noir
Tous les oiseaux sont partis
Sur les chemins de l'espoir
Et nous on les a suivis,
A Paris
[Parlé]
De mes dix premières années
Il ne reste plus rien... rien
[Chanté]
Et pourtant les yeux fermés
Moi j'entends mon père chanter
Ce refrain :
La la la la