Phoenix- Mica tiganiada

Trec tigani pe drum,
Drumu-i plin de fum,
Fumu-i plin de scrum,
Foc ardea!
Vai tigani, tigani,
Gipsies si gitani,
Fara cer si ani,
Trec pe drum!
Tiganie, rai
Rai care erai
Caravan serai
Acadea.
Raiul meu beteag,
De pe alt meleag
Cat imi esti de drag,
Nu stiu cum.

Trec tigani prin colb
Colbul este orb,
Orbul e un corb,
Giacardea.
Cade seara-n camp,
Soarele-i scalamb,
Cortul este stramb,
Foc ardea.
Fac tiganii foc,
Focu-i la mijloc,
Fete cu ghioc.
Si cu carti de joc,
Hai, noroc, noroc,
Vino la soroc.

Vino sa-ti ghicesc,
Cartile vorbesc
Si nu ne mintesc,
Giacardea.
Fata de caro,
Sub cer indigo,
Sa-ti spun incotro
Foc ardea.
Ca multi ani s-au scurs
De cand el s-a dus
Cu un pui de urs
Pe un drum.
Cu belciug si lant,
Fara nici un sfant,
Spre un targ bizant,
Foc ardea.

Zaiafet acum,
Lautari duium,
Numai tu nicicum,
Giacardea.
Noaptea de-ar veni,
Pe pamantul gri,
De ne-ar adormi,
Orisicum.
O, dar azi, dar azi,
Ceru-i de atlaz,
Soarele-n extaz.
Ei se duc la pas
Spre un alt popas,
Satra de pripas.
Pana nu-i mai vezi,
Pana nu-i mai crezi
Si din ochi ii pierzi.
Printre ceturi verzi,
Ceturi de livezi,
Vezi ca nu-i mai vezi.

Giacardea, cardea,
Gialino mura,
Gialino mura,
Gialino mura,
Gialino mura,
Gialino mura,
Gia mura, mura,
Ce misto..

Greensleevs

Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
Delighting in your company.

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my Lady Greensleeves.

In loc de Bun Ramas

Cand se lasa noaptea peste locul nostru de popas
Traim nostalgia zilei ce in urma a ramas
Si trosnind se-nalta o columna vesela de foc
Deschizandu-i calea, stele se aprind din loc in loc
Sa uitam, iubita mea, ca in zori toti vom pleca
Sa pretuim dansul focului sublim
Caci in zori cenusa sa catre cer se va-nalta
Si nu vor mai fi decat amintiri tarzii

R: Lacrima si dor si plans si amintiri
Ne vor umple timpul scurtei despartiri
Stanca mai pastreaza urma pasilor
Si la noi in suflet stins ecoul lor

Muntele ne cheama sa urcam voiosi cararea lui
Griji, nevoi, necazuri n-au ce cauta pe varful lui
Si-n avantul vietii sa uitam ca va veni o zi
Cand urmand destinul cu toti muntele vom parasi
In ce viata vom pleca muntele nu-l vom uita
Si intr-o zi pe poteci vom reveni
Ne suspina inima si prin munti noi vom lasa
Pe orice brad lacrimi de montaniard

Writing on the wall

Is it powers of intuition?
Is it insecurity?
You know I can read your mind and
You have been deceiving me...
Which face wears the masque this evening?
When will your true colors show?
Will they be as black as shadows
Hiding 'neath the rainbow...
Had my heart on a silver chain
With the words engraved
"I loved you"...
Like a swan that was lost at sea
I lost all of me
To you...
Now I see the writing on the wall...
Paranoia or perception?
Put your faith in a liar's hands
Wanting to believe his words
But never knowing where he stands...
There's too many misconceptions
In this game of consequence
When you're finding that your hero
Is just who you're up against...

Buchet de reverii

Peste rouă
striga un foc arzând albastru spre argint, uşor
Către iarba
care-ascunde totul până-am să te simt în zbor

Haide, haide, haide hai să trecem puntea
Haide, haide, haide hai, să ne-nălţăm
Vino, vino, vino-acum, vino iubito
Îţi ofer dac-ai să vii un buchet de reverii.

Puful galben
peste pajişti moi de verde tremurând, în zbor
Stropi de viaţă
din pământul serii drumul lăcrimând uşor.

Haide, haide, haide hai să trecem puntea
Haide, haide, haide hai, să ne-nălţăm
Vino, vino, vino-acum, vino iubito
Îţi ofer dac-ai să vii un buchet de reverii.

Curg aievea
mii de gânduri de la mine înspre zi uşor,
Din furtuna
întâmplării care vrea şi ea să vii în zbor.

Ocean gypsy

Tried to take it all away,
Learn her freedom... just inside a day,
And find her soul to find there fears are laid...
Tried to make her love their own,
They took her love... they left her there,
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own...

Gold and silver rings and stones,
Dances slowly off the moon,
No one else could know, she stands alone...
Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
She can not say the words they need,
She knows she's alone and she is free...

Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...

Then she met a hollow soul,
Filled him with her light and was consoled,
She was the moon and he the sun was gold...
Eyes were blinded with his light...
The sun she gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning almost out of sight...

Softly Ocean Gypsy calls...
Silence holds the stars a while,
They smile sadly for her where she falls...
Just the time before the dawn,
The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
Day has taken her and now she's gone...

Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...

No one noticed when she died,
Ocean Gypsy shackled to the tide,
The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white...

Something gone within her eyes,
Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her battered soul was lost,
She was abandonned...

Silken threads like wings still shine,
Wind swept pleasures still make patterns
in her lovely hair... so dark and fine...
Stands on high beneath the seas, cries no more,
her tears have dried...
Oceans weep for her, the ocean sighs...

Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...

Diamonds and Rust

Well I'll be damned

Here comes your ghost again

But that's not unusual

It's just that the moon is full

And you happened to call

And here I sit

My hand on the telephone

Hearing a voice I'd known

A couple of light years ago

Heading straight for a fall

As I remember your eyes

Were bluer than robin's eggs

My poetry was lousy you said

Where are you calling from?

A booth in the midwest

Ten years ago

I bought you some cufflinks

Oh and you brought me something

We both know what memories can bring

They bring diamonds and rust

Well you burst on the scene

Already a legend

The unwashed phenomenon

The original vagabond

You strayed into my arms

And there you stayed

Temporarily lost at sea

The Madonna was yours for free

Yes the girl on the half-shell

Would keep you unharmed

Now I see you standing

With leaves falling around

And snow in your hair

Now you're smiling out the window

Of that hotel

Over Washington Square

Our breath comes out white clouds

Mingles and hangs in the air

Speaking strictly for me

We both could have died then and there

Now you're telling me

You're not nostalgic

Then give me another word for it

You are always so good with words

And at keeping things vague

Because I need some of that vagueness now

It's all coming back too clearly

Oh I loved you dearly

And if you're offering me diamonds and rust

I've already paid