Sync Different

Queste lagrime e sospiri
Che tu miri
Braman solo o mio gran re
Braman pur poca mercè.

Ces larmes et ces soupirs
Que tu vois
Demandent seulement,
Ô Majesté Demandent seulement un peu de pitié.

Cruda Amarilli, che col nome ancora,
D’amar, ahi lasso !
Amaramente insegni,
Amarilli, del candido ligustro
Più candida e più bella,
Ma de l’aspido sordo
E più sorda e più fera e più fugace.
Poi che col dir t’offendo,
I’ mi morrò tacendo.


TRADUCTION :Cruelle Amaryllis, qui, par ton nom même,
Enseignes, hélas, à aimer amèrement,
Amaryllis, plus candide et plus belle
Que le pur troène,
Mais plus sourde, plus fière et plus fugace
Que la sourde vipère.
Puisque par mes mots je te fais offense,
Je mourrai en silence.

IT'S LIKE THAT
There is no option
Cause all the nations
Kinda lost emotions
It’s like that
It’s like that
Life is short and there’s no beauty
For people who live in certain cities
It’s like that
It’s like that
They kill or loose their dignity
Cause they are not in the right community
There is no option
Cause all the nations
Kinda lost emotions
It’s like that
It’s like that
Around the world it’s like that
And the powerful get rich from that
Look for an excuse for the war
Using their weapons to reach our mind
There is no option
Cause all the nations
Kinda lost emotions
It’s like that
It’s like that
Try another world and you’ll see
Is what you might have seen
There’s no need to be afraid
We forget this masquerade
Try another world we can live
Is what we all can see
Stop the people be a play
Cause the peace is what they pray
There is no option
Cause all the nations
Kinda lost emotions
It’s like that
It’s like that

Je mourrai sans un bruit
Dans tes bras la camarde,
Tu cueilleras mon fruit
De ta main blafarde

Généreuse, tu donnes
l'infini du néant,
Cet air que tu fredonnes
Me prendra dans l'instant.


Tu me berceras mère,
Cajoleras, griseras
Souffleras la chimère

Que mon cœur baisera.

Le secret de ma vie
S'éteindra avec moi,
Dans tes bras alanguis
Je ne serai plus moi
I will die without a sound
In your arms grim reaper
You will pick my fruit
With your alabaster hand
Generous, you give
The infinity of the void
This air that you are humming
Will take me in a moment
You will rock me mother
Cuddle me, make me swoon
Blow the chimera towards me
That my heart will embrace.
The secret of my life
Will die with me
In your languid arms
I will no longer be me.