Bela luč onkraj morja – Luz branca para além do mar - White light beyond the sea.

Bela luč onkraj morja

Kot sonce vsak dan vstane,

tudi ljubezen ponovno se rodi.

Ko sonce zaide v črnih oblakih,

svet izgine izpred naših oči - tema.

Ko ljubezen izgine,

naš svet se podre kot hiša iz kart.

Ali bo noč dolga ali kratka,

nikdar se ne ve.

Jutranja zora razbija oblake,

odganja temo.

Bela luč in mavrične sestre

naznanjajo nov dan.

Bo ta dan dan ljubezni?

Bela luč, povej!

Drobna, bela pikica se bliska

tam daleč onkraj morja.

Ljubezen nova se rojeva

tam daleč onkraj morja.

Luz branca para além do mar

Como o sol nasce todos os dias,
o amor é nascido de novo.

No altura do pôr do sol nas nuvens pretas,
o mundo desaparece dos nossos olhos - escuro.

Quando o amor desaparece,
o mundo nosso desmorona como uma casa de cartas.

Se noite estará longa ou curta,
nunca não se sei.

Aurora de manhã rompe as nuvens,
afugentando a escuridão.

Luz branca e irmãs da arco-íris
estão anunciando o dia novo.

Será que este dia vai o dia do amor?
Luz branca, diga!

Pequeno, branco pontinho está brilhando
há muito para além do mar.

O novo amor que nasce
há muito para além do mar.

White light beyond the sea

As the sun rises every day,
the love is born again.

When the sun sets in the black clouds,
the world disappears in front of our eyes - darkness.

When love disappears,
our world collapse as a house of cards.

Will night be long or short,
we do never know.

Twilight breaks the clouds,
chases darkness.

White light and her rainbow sisters

are announcing the new day.

Will this day be the day of love?
White light, tell!

Small, white point is flashing
there far beyond the sea.

New love is born
there far beyond the sea.

BLACK 12th September

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BLACK 12th September

I began panic, what will be

with my Bela. How can I help

her, what can I do?

It hurts me so,

I can't tell how much.

I am so scared,

I can't tell how much.

What did I caused,

what di I do

to my love.

I am so powerless!

I am not with you

when you need me.

I'll give my life

to save you

from tiran's claw,

to help you

to freedom,

which want you so.

I don't cry for me,

I'll be all right,

I shed tears for you

beeing there alone.

I can not hear you

can't see you, can't read,

I am not alowed to help you

although hearty I want.

I know that you love me

as I do love you,

I know how you mine is

for always I'm yours.

That world is cruel,

world is not love

but fight to dead.

Bela, be strong,

be pacient through this,

it will be all right,

I do beleive it.

how , what

I was hoping
I am hoping
I will hope
The rest of my life.

Hope is what I have.

I will never give up, my love.
I am doing all I can.
I am not doing this the best,
I am making mistakes.

I'll never give up.

All the time is in my head :
»How, how , how ...
... What, what, what ...
how, what, how , what .... «

I need money to survive.

To buy you a house,
with a garden, full of roses.
To buy nice cloths, and books, and shoes.
To take you out, just to enjoy and take a dinner.
To visit my country,
in white winter,
in smelly spring time ,
in colour autumn.


What I am doing?

It's not money that I need!
No, no, no !!!

I need you,
I live for you,
I live because of you.

Oh God, how much I love her.