-
...and listen like ever before...*
https://i.imgur.com/R9Ale5q.png
:z58:
Words, take her with you
Let her rest in your rhyme
Words, take her away
Somewhere, be on time
Words, ease her breathing
Lay her softly on the floor
There, let her linger
And listen like ever before
Leave her windows uncovered at night
And fill her room with the city lights
As they illuminate the sky
It reminds her of the people outside
Cause she won't sleep
Unless she heals her loneliness
Walk with her
Beneath the tree tops
Create new paths and memories
Show her, how the sunlight
Glances through the gaps between the leaves
Words, help her change the world
In only one verse
Tell her to reach for the stars
And to always put love first
Leave her windows uncovered at night
And fill her room with the city lights
As they illuminate the sky
It reminds her of the people outside
It reminds her of the people
It reminds her of the people
It reminds her of the people outside
-
...để biết yêu thương những điều đổ vỡ...*
https://i.imgur.com/aY04xuT.jpg
:z58:
trái tim tôi say
xin hãy mang theo người
nước mắt ngất ngây
xin hãy ướt mi người
treo trái tim tôi khô
trên cánh buồm căng gió
đổ nước mắt tôi đầy
vun sóng cuốn thuyền trôi
một cánh cửa mở
một hồn còn phiêu lãng
một cánh cửa đóng
một hồn vẫn mộng du
gửi trên tay nhau
nụ vàng hoa của nắng
gửi trong tiếng cười
âm vọng khúc đàn thu
ơi người cứ ra đi
xin đừng xoay mặt lại
giây thương xưa đã đứt
phím yêu xưa đã chùng
rũ tàn giấc mê cung
rũ xa trời băng hoại
sương rơi trên lá vỡ
đêm rơi trong lạnh lùng
-
...because his warmth can change you and make you his own...*
-
...just for you...moooohhh...*
-
...through the meadow land toward a closing door...*
https://i.imgur.com/z7ywDbZ.png
The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away
Like a child at play
Through the meadow land
Toward a closing door
A door marked "nevermore"
That wasn't there before
The lonely night discloses
Just a passing breeze
Filled with memories
Of the golden smile
That introduced me to
The days of wine and roses
And you
The days of wine and roses
The lonely night discloses
Just a passing breeze
Filled with memories
Of the golden smile
That introduced me to
The days of wine and roses
And you:z58:
-
...yet you're my favorite work of art...*
https://i.imgur.com/GyiOkCl.png
:z58:
My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable
Unphotographable
Yet you're my favorite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine stay
Each day is Valentines day
Is your figure less than Greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine stay
Each day is Valentines day
Songwriters: Lorenz Hart / Richard Rodgers
-
...now that you're always around me...*
-
...xin cho bốn mùa đất trời lặng gió...*
https://i.imgur.com/n5YjOnW.png
...đường trần em đi hoa vàng mấy độ...:z58:
-
...yeah I know I'm gonna be...
https://i.imgur.com/4Y53Y5v.png
*esp. for A&E&Dukie
And I would walk 500 miles
And I would roll 500 more
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you
Yeah:z58:
-
...through cold and storm we've found a fire...*
https://i.imgur.com/LQQgmkQ.png
...of sweet desire we've found our winter love...:z58:
-
...une belle à sa fenêtre qui l’aime...*
-
...far beneath the bitter snow...*
-
...the book of love has music in it...*
https://i.imgur.com/llAUBor.png
Từ khi vắng dấu tay người
Bụi quên lãng phủ ngậm ngùi sách xưa
Đã lòng khép / mở sớm trưa
Đã hồn mê / tỉnh nắng mưa chung đời
Người đâu?
Vàng đá phai rồi...
-
...and miles to go is miles away...*
https://i.imgur.com/Tsm9ncu.png
...hello sunshine, won't you stay?:z58:
-
...to whom if not to you?*
-
...ru mùa võ vàng giấc ngủ...
https://i.imgur.com/NYCmMXY.png
...nhớ nhung âm vọng ý xưa...:z58:
-
...there's always one to turn and walk away...*
https://i.imgur.com/o7tl5xJ.png
:z58:
Was there something more I could have done?
Or was I not meant to be the one?
Where's the life I thought we would share?
And should I care?
And will someone else get more of you?
Will she go to sleep more sure of you?
Will she wake up knowing you're still there?
And why should I care?
There's always one to turn and walk away
And one who just wants to stay
But who said that love is always fair?
And why should I care?
Should I leave you alone here in the dark?
Holding my broken heart
While a promise still hangs in the air
Why should I care?
Songwriters: Clint Eastwood / Linda Thompson / Carole Bayer Sager
-
...there's the morning to come...*
https://i.imgur.com/b51WcTP.png
:z58:
Sleep baby sleep
The day's on the run
The wind in the trees
Is talking in tongues*
If your heart is torn
I don't wonder why
If the night is long
Here's my lullaby
Here's my lullaby
Well the mouse ate the crumb
Then the cat eats the crust
Now they've fallen in love
Then they're talking in tones*
If your heart is torn
I don't wonder why
If the night is long
Here's my lullaby
Here's my lullaby
Sleep baby sleep
There's the morning to come
The winds in the trees
They're talking in tongues*
If your heart is torn
I don't wonder why
If the night is long
Here's my lullaby
Here's my lullaby
-
...chia đời từng hạt mưa nghiêng...*
-
...từ trăng xưa là nguyệt lòng tôi có đôi khi...*
https://i.imgur.com/e1PE81e.png
...từ em thôi là nguyệt coi như phút đó tình cờ...:z58:
-
...the promise of life, the deep mystery...*
https://i.imgur.com/VK8soj4.png
The Waters of March:z58:
Artist: Stacey Kent
Songwriters: Antonio Jobim / Georges Moustaki / Tom Jobim
A step, a stone, an unfolding path
What is left of a root, feels a bit lonely
It's a glass splinter, it's life, it's the sun
It's death, it's the sleep, it's a half-open trap
A one thousand year old tree, a knot in the wood
It's a barking dog, it's a bird in the air
It's a rotting trunk, it's the thawing snow
The deep mystery, the promise of life
It's the wind's breath on top of the hills
It's an old ruin, the emptiness, the void
It's the chattering magpie/chatterbox, it's the downpour pouring
Joyful streams down, it's the waters of March
It's the confidently and slow-paced foot that is walking on
It's the stretching out hand, it's the cast away stone
It's a hole in the ground, an unfolding path
What is left of a root, feels a bit lonely
It's the bird in the air, it's the bird landing down
The watered garden, the clear-water spring
A splinter, a nail, it's the rising fever
It's a correct amount, it's a bit of nothing at all
A fish, a move, it's like quicksilver
It's everything we're waiting for, it's everything that's left to us
It's wood, it's one day the end of the platform
A tampered alcohol, the shortest way
It's the cry of an owl, a sleepy body
The rusty car, it's the mud, it's the mud
A step, a bridge, a cawing toad
It's a shopper passing by, it's a beautiful skyline
It's the rainy season, it's the melting of ice
It's the waters of March, the promise of life
A stone, a stick, it's Joseph and it's Jacques
An attacking snake, a cut in the heel
A step, a stone, an unfolding path
What is left of a root, feels a bit lonely
It's the fading winter, the end of a season
It's the thawing snow, it's the waters of March
The promise of life, the deep mystery
It's the waters of March at the very bottom of your heart
-
...in the silence between the hours...*
https://i.imgur.com/XLEnKhO.png
:z58:
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a head
Just a tiny hole, from which
I sometimes see the stars
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a head
But a tiny breach in a wall
From which comes rumors of people
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a heart
Just a small motor without heat
That sings its song in minor
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a heart
Just a tiny noise that frightens me at night
In the silence between the hours
If I had just one half of a head
I would hear your cries for help
This one half would suffice me to know what wounded you
And if I had just one half of a heart
I would see your dark circles in the morning
This one half would suffice me to understand the pain that I do to you
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a soul
Just a tiny flame, an echo of a star
Dead for millions of years.
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a soul, no, not even a flame
Just a shadow, an emptiness, a small dark room
The crevice between two blades
If I had just one half of a soul
I could fly much higher
I would see your empty eyes, I would know what to do
If I had just a dust of soul
I wouldn't ever break everything
But I don't know how to love you and I make you cry
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a head
But a tiny hole from which
I sometimes see the stars
Who knows? Maybe I don't have a heart
Just a tiny noise that frightens me at night
In the silence between the hours
Who knows?
Who knows?
Who knows?
Who knows?
-
...and since we forget everything...*
https://i.imgur.com/HdYCVLM.png
...nothing is much better than everything...:z13:
-
...it's not easy livin' on your own...*
https://i.imgur.com/okddZtv.png
Aftermath
*in memory of V-2021
Cơn bão tuyết đi qua
Mặt trời già bị ốm
Vầng trăng không lửa ấm
Rướm mắt lệ sương pha
Mây cuộn chăn rên lạnh
Gió chòng ghẹo hà hơi
Sao buồn trốn cuộc chơi
Mưa đành ru cô quạnh
Con chim non mất tổ
Đứng khóc trên cành khô
Chú sóc rầu ngóc cổ
Ước gì ta còn thơ
Thu lu lùm đỗ quyên
Cóc sồi nhịn nghiến răng
Này ai bên khung cửa
Ta nhớ mùa lăng quăng*
Lăng quăng...ừa...loanh quanh...*
Pink
*mùa của muỗi mòng, cũng là mùa của itchy g-foot:z58:
-
...for I can love others the way I loved you...*
https://i.imgur.com/g8r3olY.png
:z58:
When I lost you, we both lost
I lost because you were what I loved most
And you lost because I was the one who loved you most
But between the two of us you lose more than I do
For I can love others the way I loved you
But you'll never be loved the way you were loved by me
*Written by Ernesto Cardenal
*Translated by D.D.W.
-
...and although this is a fight I can lose... *
https://i.imgur.com/txejgl7.png
When I had no one around to talk to
Mr. Grumpy tried his best to console me
Sounded convincing although...:z58:
-
...tìm kiếm tình xuân? hoa đã nở...*
https://i.imgur.com/LvrU5ki.png
...rộn ràng hay chân bước, mùa sang...:z58:
-
...of things that come and go...*
https://i.imgur.com/QMTofS4.png
When lonely feelings chill
The meadows of your mind
Just think if winter comes
Can spring be far behind?
Beneath the deepest snow
The secret of a rose
Is merely that it knows
You must believe in spring
Just as a tree is sure
Its leaves will reappear
It knows its emptiness
Is just the time of year
The frozen mountain dreams
Of April's melting streams
How crystal clear it seems
You must believe in spring
You must believe in love
And trust it's on its way
Just as the sleeping rose
Awaits the kiss of May
So in a world of snow
Of things that come and go
Where what you think you know
You can't be certain of
You must believe in spring and love
:z58:
-
...mặc gió đông về thổi buốt một miền yêu...*
https://i.imgur.com/2xDPs5S.png
Cổ tích anh*
Cổ tích bắt đầu từ buổi chiều anh đến và mang theo hoa thủy tiên vàng
Em ngây ngô như chuồn kim cánh nâu giấu nỗi buồn vào cỏ
Khi anh tỏ tình bằng chiếc hôn ngọt ngào của gió
Mùa xuân trong em dậy hương
Và khát khao kết nụ trên môi
Bây giờ kỷ niệm đã đóng rêu lâu rồi
Nhưng thi thoảng em vẫn mơ về anh như một-thói-quen-không-bỏ-được
Em là cô bé ngậm giọt sương ngủ mê giữa cánh đồng sao bát ngát
Mặc gió đông về thổi buốt một miền yêu
Có những lúc em hoang mang gõ nát phím cầm chiều
Mà nỗi đau vốn âm thầm không bật lên thành tiếng
Phía không anh nửa vành trăng chống chếnh
Bởi nửa trăng kia thoát xác từ bao giờ
Lê Văn Lâm
*found in mailbox long long ago...:z58:
-
...em đi ngang qua mùa xuân...*
https://i.imgur.com/dURu9MK.png
...nghiêng nghiêng em che dù hoa...:)
-
...un pour tous, tous pour un...*
https://i.imgur.com/2GptdHJ.png
...then came that charming spring-cette...
...could all for one have one for all?...
-
...because it has a song to sing...*
https://i.imgur.com/mpVxfjK.png
:z58:
Dost thou truly long for me?
And am I thus sweet to thee
Sorrow now is at an end
O my lover and my friend!
William Blake
(The Birds)
-
...it is the spring who wakes you up...*
https://i.imgur.com/qI1Ugfz.png
*for a lil' alh of 2oo8
Spring:z58:
Spring has come, go out of your home
Spring has come, the beautiful season
Love and joy have come to you
Viva the life and viva the wind, viva the girls in white apron*
Viva the life and viva the wind and viva the spring
Hurry up, hurry up, don't lose time
Trim your tree and sow your field, earn your white bread
The swallow and the warbler, it is the forest who said it to me
The swallow and the warbler have already made their nest
It is the spring who wakes you up, you have the hello of the spring (x2)
it is the spring who illuminates you, oh lucky dog of the spring (x2)
The spring gave us the joyful lilac
The spring gave us laughter
And full happiness for heating our hearts
Viva the life and viva the wind, viva the girls in white apron*
Viva the life and viva the wind and viva the spring
Hurry up, hurry up, don't lose time
Give your sap and give your blood to have a baby
The swallow and the warbler, it is the forest who said it to me
The swallow and the warbler have already their babies
It is the spring who wakes you up, you have the hello of the spring (x2)
It is the spring who illuminates you, oh lucky dog of the spring (x2)
It is the spring who wakes you up, you have the hello of the spring
-
...she wore a terra-cotta dress...*
https://i.imgur.com/1Gfzmoq.png
A Thunderstorm In Town:z58:
She wore a terra-cotta dress
And we stayed because of the pelting storm
Within the hansom's dry recess
Though the horse had stopped - yea, motionless
We sat on, snug and warm
Then the downpour ceased to my sharp sad pain
And the glass that had screened our forms before
Flew up and out she sprang to her door
I should have kissed her if the rain
Had lasted a minute more
Thomas Hardy
(1840-1928)
-
...nhưng sao đi mà không bảo gì nhau...*
https://i.imgur.com/o6zWrG9.png
*cho em & cho tôi
:z58:
mẹ bảo hôm nay là ngày sinh nhật của bố
nhưng bố ở xa con đã chẳng thể đến thăm
mẹ đưa cho con mấy đồng mua thiệp và tem
con bỏ vào con heo đất để dành đợi bố
khi nào bố về
con sẽ lấy ra khao bố ly kem...
chùm hoa con cầm trên tay là hoa mẹ trồng
mùa đông chưa hết mà hoa đã vàng như nắng
mẹ bảo ngày xưa thành phố sài gòn nắng lắm*
nên chút hoa vàng là nắng mặt trời cuối đông
khi nào bố về
con sẽ tặng bố vài bông...
bố mau về nhé
con nhớ bố...
-
...hạnh phúc buồn như khúc ru tận tuyệt...*
https://i.imgur.com/zAqsW7m.png
...tự khôn cùng mà tuyệt đối chia xa...:z58:
-
...love is like a flame...*
https://i.imgur.com/lbadBeG.png
*cho hội chứng trầm cảm mùa xuân của mirrow...
...it burns you when it's hot...
...ooh...ooh...:z45:
-
...with a whistling tune our hearts can share...*
https://i.imgur.com/uDM3BjU.png
cánh cửa buổi sáng mở vào vườn sau
cô tượng đá ôm nụ cười tròn* giấu từ đêm thinh lặng
giọt sương (oh, cũng tròn) đọng trên ngấn môi
ngọn cây phong im-im không có gió
(ngộ!)
đôi chim xanh trở về sau chuyến di tản mùa đông
(chừng như già thêm vài trăm dặm tuổi)
ah, rồi chim sẽ kể cho tôi nghe
câu chuyện vui của những tháng ngày phiêu bồng rong ruổi
ở một nơi tràn nắng ấm
(nơi ông mặt trời luôn đỏ mặt có lẽ vì say)
bên chân chiếc ghế tôi đang ngồi bên hồ
(lạnh tê với áo len trắng và khăn quàng màu lá non)
một đóa wildflower hồng-hồng mải chơi đi lạc
(cọng cỏ khô bỉu môi bảo thế)
hoa hỏi thăm tên con đường nào dắt vào mùa xuân bất tử
tôi trầm ngâm tư lự
(ơ...chưa biết phải trả lời sao)
bóng ông hàng xóm áo blue denim thấp thoáng qua khe hàng rào gỗ
hôm nay ông om sòm huýt sáo
(bài gì đó về một cánh hoa rơi nào đó trong quá khứ)
ừmm..
chừng như ông ta cũng đang nóng lòng chờ mùa xuân mau mau tới như tôi
(dù chẳng biết để làm gì với nó)
nhưng mùa xuân sẽ có nắng rất vàng / rất tươi
và anh là ông mặt trời luôn cười rất dòn / rất ngọt
isn't that enough?:z58:
-
...spring is like a perhaps surprise...*
-
...maybe all you're missing lives inside of you...*
https://i.imgur.com/kHs2JWT.png
*for the long lost sweet child hiding in you...
:z58:
Do you ever lie awake at night?
Just between the dark and the morning light
Searching for the things you used to know
Looking for the place where the lost things go
Do you ever dream or reminisce?
Wondering where to find what you truly miss
Well maybe all those things that you love so
Are waiting in the place where the lost things go
Memories you've shed gone for good you feared
They're all around you still though they've disappeared
Nothing's really left or lost without a trace
Nothing's gone forever only out of place
So maybe now the dish and my best spoon
Are playing hide and seek just behind the moon
Waiting there until it's time to show
Spring is like that now far beneath the snow
Hiding in the place where the lost things go
Time to close your eyes so sleep can come around
For when you dream you'll find all that's lost is found
Maybe on the moon or maybe somewhere new
Maybe all you're missing lives inside of you
So when you need her touch and loving gaze
Gone but not forgotten is the perfect phrase
Smiling from a star that she makes glow
Trust she's always there watching as you grow
Find her in the place where the lost things go
*Songwriters: Scott Wittman / Marc Shaiman
