There were no girls not wearing flowers
There were no boys not riding horses.
Girls with flowers waiting for the wedding.
Boys ride the horses to visit the girls’ families.

No flower will not fade
No horse will cross the bridge
Withered flowers are buried everywhere
The horse crossing the bridge does not turn back
When you sing my song.
My horse and I are tired.
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished

Through all the years
We’ve seen a million tears.
They’ve all run dry
Down our jawbones and beards.
Through troubles and strife
We’ve turned our alright.
Oh, I’ve got a friend in you.

When all the roads
Have led to all the sea’s
And it feels like there’s
No more rivers left to see.
When storms fill our sails
And tree’s block our trails,
Oh, I’ve got a friend in you.

Amazing grace
How sweet it sounds?
To carry my load
Until new day in found.
For when we were lost
Adventure all around.
I’ve still got a friend in you.

Italiano

Fenesta vascia 'e padrona crudele,
Quanta suspire mm'haje fatto jettare!...
Mm'arde stu core, comm'a na cannela,
Bella, quanno te sento annommenare!
Oje piglia la 'sperienza de la neve!
La neve? Fredda e se fa maniare...
E tu comme si' tanta aspra e crudele?!
Muorto mme vide e nun mme vu? ' ajutare!?...

Vorr? A addeventare no picciuotto,
Co na langella a ghire vennenn'acqua,
Pe' mme ne j? Da chisti palazzuotte:
Belli ffemmene meje, ah! Chi v? ' acqua...
Se vota na nennella da ll? 'ncoppa:
Chi? 'sto ninno ca va vennenn'acqua?
E io responno, co parole accorte:
So' lacreme d'ammore e non? Acqua!...

Finestra bassa di una padrona crudele,
quanti sospiri mi hai fatto buttare.
Mi arde questo cuore, come una candela,
bella quando ti sento nominare.


Prendi l'esperienza della neve.
La neve e' fredda e si fa toccare.
E tu come sei tanto aspra e crudele?
Mi vedi morto e non mi vuoi aiutare?


Vorrei diventare un bambino,
con una lancella andare e vendere acqua,
per andarmene via da questi palazzotti.
Belle donne mie, ah. Chi vuole acqua.


Si gira una ragazza da li sopra:
"Chi e' questo ragazzo che vende acqua?"
E io rispondo, con parole misurate:
"Sono lacrime d'amore e non e' acqua".



Français

Fenêtre basse d’une maîtresse cruelle,
que de soupirs tu m’as fait gaspiller…
mon cœur brûle comme une bougie,
ma belle, si j’entends prononcer ton nom !
Prends donc exemple sur la neige :
elle est froide, mais elle se laisse caresser,
et avec moi, tu es si âpre et cruelle,
que tu me vois mourir et tu ne veux pas m’aider ?

Je voudrais devenir un vendeur ambulant,
qui vend l’eau avec sa carafe,
pour crier d’une maison à l’autre :
“Mes belles femmes, qui veut de l’eau ?”
Et une fille me voit de son balcon et me dit :
“Qui est ce garçon qui vend de l’eau ?”
et je lui répondrais avec des mots attristés :
“Ce sont des larmes d’amour, ce n’est pas de l’eau !.....”


English

Low window of cruel mistress,
How many sighs I made for you!
My heart burns, like a candle
When I hear your name, my beauty!


Oh, be like the snow!
The snow is cold but one can touch it.
And you, how can you be so stern and cruel?
Seeing me dying, don't you want to help me?

I wish I was a boy again
Who sells water in a street,
To go away from here to big houses:
Dear ladies! Ah! Who wants some water?

If any girl asks from balcony:
"Who is this guy who sells water?"
I'll answer ,with reserve:
"It's my tears of love, it's not water!"

IDLE HOURVERSE
There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one
CHORUS
You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

VERSE
The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

CHORUS
So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

Let my eyes keep on roamingAs you look the other wayIn the end you know I’m not goingSo we’ll just stay the same
Straight past me and straight aheadAs you tell me what you think I needYou haven’t heard a word I’ve saidJust rehearsed lines that you feed me
Stay with me in silence
I’m trying to tell you what I’m missingAs you tell me nothing is wrongBut how can you see when you don’t listenLook ahead and move along
Stay with me in silenceStay with me, but leave me in silence

I'll be waiting here when you get home
Days turn in to years when I'm on my own
Not much happens here when you're gone
I thought I'd be fine but I was wrong


Will you stay
Will you stay
Will you stay with me now


What's the weather like where you are now?
How do people talk in your town?
You can call me up if you want to
The sound of your voice breaks the blues


Will you stay
Will you stay
Will you stay with me now

I don't know why
We're wasting time
You're all I need
Come away with me

When your eyes
Mirror mine
Make me believe
(You'll) Run away with me

It's not too late
(For a) simple escape
How it could be
Come away with me

Come on over in the morning
As the night starts to slide
We can watch the shadows falling In to light
Throwing stones at my window
Quiet steps down the stars
Thereʼs a place only we know
We share

Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love

And the streets seem so empty
Only us in the road
Youʼre the only one that makes me
Less alone

Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love
Wide open
Wide open love

You know just what to do with your heart
I know hiding itʼs your favourite part
You know just how much to reveal
I know, Iʼm caught up, head over heels


Mmmm
How could I miss what I never had?
Mmmm
If this ainʼt love why does it hurt so bad?


You call just when I think that youʼre gone
I fall back to where I was before
We spin round and around in a wheel
Never saying just how we feel


Mmmm
How could I miss what I never had?
Mmmm
If this ainʼt love why does it hurt so bad?
Mmmm
How could I miss what I never had?
Mmmm
If this ainʼt love why does it hurt so bad?


We spin around round round round
We spin around round round
We spin around round round round
We spin around round round
We spin around round round round
(How could I miss what I never had?)
We spin around round round
We spin around round round round
(If this ainʼt love why does it hurt so bad?)
We spin around round round