Archive | July 2013

For one last time

You made me wonder, is there still time
to find a reason, to be just mine?

Can you believe now that we are one,
will you remember when I’ll be gone?

You made a promise, just three stray words
that fly away in other worlds.

And I know now, I’ll miss your love
and moments when we flew above
this little world in our hands
fading away like desert sands.

You were my lesson that I learned good,
so come and see the world I hood.

For one last time you’ll see my dreams,
they are so real, or so it seems.

For one last time you’ll see my eyes
how they forgave all hurtful lies.

For one last time you’ll see me smile
’cause everything has been worthwhile.

For one last time you’ll love me true,
but I will never be with you.

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Sunt doar a mea

O vara nu poate-nlocui un sarut
si nimic nu va raci ce am avut.

Eram singura, cu vise neclare,
te visam pe tine, dar acum
mergem noi doi, fiecare
pe un drum mai bun.

Si nu stiu incotro ma-ndrept spre zi
nu stiu, sa te astept sau nu mai vii?

In lipsa ta nu pot visa,
in lipsa ta nu pot zambi,
in lipsa ta tu nu vei stii
ca-n lipsa ta sunt doar a mea.

Si caut un nou inceput
sa uit ce am avut
ce am pierdut
in lipsa ta.

In lipsa ta nu pot visa,
in lipsa ta nu pot minti,
in lipsa ta tu nu vei stii
ca-n lipsa ta sunt doar a mea.

Doar a mea…

My spirit flies

I always thought that love can last,
but now you are part of my past.
Each one of us will find his way,
so I’ll just try to fly away.

My spirit flies behind the moon,
my spirit flies through the monsoon
and I know love will come one day,
so till then I’ll just fly away.

fly away … fly away … fly away

I gave you all without to ask
but now I know you worn a mask
and never planned to come and stay
’cause you just had a role to play.

My spirit flies above this town,
my spirit flies while I’m here down
’cause I still had something to say,
but I’ll just try to fly away.

fly away … fly away … fly away

Drumul meu

Drumul meu e presarat
cu flori de mar in vant uitat.
Drumul meu azi e abrupt,
un pod mai tine si pomul rupt
in care eu ma mai jucam,
in care eu ma cataram
sa vad lumea ce-o pictam
cu flori de tei chiar langa geam.

Drumul meu e azi pustiu,
unde ma-ndrept doar pasii stiu.
Ei m-au adus aici, acum
sa separ rau de ce e bun.

Doar pasii stiu, ma urmaresc,
doar pasii stiu cat imi doresc
sa uit ce-a fost, sa uit de tine,
sa traiesc azi eu si cu mine.

Dar drumul azi e-ncetosat,
caut oameni calzi, un vis uitat
si fug spre ei, fugind de mine
pe-un pod de lemn ce-atat mai tine.