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I'm dying to be with you

Why don't you want to believe that I love you?
There's no other love in my life,
Because I want only yours,
Because I just want your passion.
 
If you don't love me, you hurt me,
If you have another love, you do the same.
I will go on being your friend,
Although understanding this will hurt me.
I will go on being your friend,
Although understanding this will hurt me.
 
I'm dying to be with you,
I'm dying to see you once again,
I'm dying to kiss your lips,
Your lips which I've been waiting so much.
 
I'm dying because you create for me
The amount of love I've always felt to you.
On my lips I still keep
Your kisses and I don't know why.
 
If you don't want to believe me, darling,
Today I'll walk away from you.
Why do you want to hurt me?
Why do you make me suffer like this?
Why do you want to hurt me?
Why do you make me suffer like this?
 
I'm dying to be with you,
I'm dying to see you once again,
I'm dying to kiss your lips,
Your lips which I've been waiting so much.
 
I'm dying because you create for me
The amount of love I've always felt to you.
On my lips I still keep
Your kisses and I don't know why.
 
La la la la...
 
© Vladímir Sosnín

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Contradicción

fuera tu me doy la vuelta
antes que toques a mi puerta,
piénsalo bien que aun no es tarde,
no ves, no ves...
 
Que traigo nubes de equipaje,
que de dolor va hecho mi traje
y que la vida de este viaje
verás, verás...
 
Toda mi noche y mi luz
que sentirás solo tu...
 
Soy dolor,
soy un nudo en la garganta, una canción,
soy tormenta de esperanza y destrucción,
ya lo ves, soy pura confusión,
bienvenido amor a mi contradicción,
a mi contradicción.
 
Dice el soldado precavido
en guerra no termina herido,
si aun así vienes por mi, debo decir,
nadie te hará sentir más vivo...
 
En mi noche y mi luz
existirás solo tu...
 
Soy dolor,
soy un nudo en la garganta, una canción,
soy tormenta de esperanza y destrucción,
ya lo ves, soy pura confusión,
bienvenido amor a mi contradicción,
a mi contradicción.
 
Soy dolor,
soy un nudo en la garganta, una canción,
soy tormenta de esperanza y destrucción,
ya lo ves, soy pura confusión,
bienvenido amor a mi contradicción.
 
Soy dolor,
soy un nudo en la garganta, una canción,
soy tormenta de esperanza y destrucción,
ya lo ves, soy pura confusión,
bienvenido amor a mi contradicción,
a mi contradicción,
a mi contradicción.
 

Like The Night

She came to me, she was as silent as the night,
Like night she looked at me with her eyes like field violets,
Like night where timid dew reflected starry islets,
She came to me, exactly same in her own right,
As tranquil darkness, as the dreamy silken night.
 
Her single look has pierced deep into inner stratum,
Where in mute looking glass my other self resides,
And I am like her face, she's like my shadow side,
We stare in silence into depth that we can't fathom,
That burns as starry, bottomless, and mystic chasm.
 
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Honestly

I still love you, I’m just a little but tired
I’m afraid I might hurt you
I’m not a nice guy, I’m just being selfish
Saying I still love you is a lie
 
You wanted and answer from the beginning
Like an ending of a movie you’ve already watched
You were getting more and more difficult for me
Like the perfect story you wanted
 
You won’t be able to bear the cruel goodbye
My lips wouldn’t say the words even if I try
 
I still love you, I’m just a little bit tired
I’m afraid I might hurt you
I’m not a nice guy, I’m just being selfish
Saying I still love opyou is a lie
 
I’ve thought about this time and time again
How you will be without me
Unkept promises of us
Nothing but meaningless words
 
You won’t be able to bear the cruel goodbye
My lips wouldn’t say the words even if I try
 
I still love you, I’m just a little bit tired
I’m afraid I might hurt you
I’m not a nice guy, I’m just being selfish
Saying I still love you is a lie
 
Why can I not say the words
 
I loved you but now I’m tired
Baby I need you to say something say something
You know this is the end
Baby I need you to say something say something
 
Lying I love you
Lying I love you
 
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Drobeta Drobeta

How should I make wealth
When I drink beer all day long...
How should I build palaces
When I sit all day long in restaurants?
 
How should I make wealth
When I drink beer all day long...
How should I build palaces
When I sit all day long in restaurants?
 
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Drobeta, Drobeta Turnu Severn
This city is full of rascals*,
Panicked bişniţari**, hundreds of panacotars***, panacotars...
C'mon boy, c'mon to me and change the german mark****
C'mon with the joke, with the theft so I can give you the girl
C'mon lil' bro to me, I'm slick, I'm a big bişniţar.
 
From the composer Elvis Prună, and from me, Florin Mitroi,
This song is made for George Paicu from Tabaci,
The best mechanic and for all the Severin, it is known!
 
I grew up with thieves, bro'; with the thieves and the bagabonţi*****
I know which one to fool, which one to avoid
Because I'm a thief since I know myself,
Because I fooled everyone;
I nicked****** the nicks, the nicks and the bişniţari.
 
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If you come in Severin, bro, go on and drink a kilo of wine,
You can even drink 3 or 4, but don't mess up with the man.
If you come in Severin, bro, go on and drink a kilo of wine,
You can even drink 3 or 4, but don't mess up with the man.
 
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