Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tempora Vitae, artist - Iris.
Date of issue: 24.05.2007
Song language: Romanian
Tempora Vitae(original) |
Si daca vantu obosit e uneori |
De-atatea spaime si nelinisti si fiori |
Si daca mersul mi-e sleit |
Nu ma grabesc nu ca am obosit |
Eu las multe urme |
Dar nu scriu scrisori |
Si nu chem pe nimeni |
Sa-mi dea ajutor |
Eu nu m-am nascut |
Eu simplu exist |
Dar am si un nume |
Asa eu rezist |
Aaaaa |
Timpu sunt stiai |
Aaaaa |
Ai vrea ca sa ma ai |
Aaaaa |
Sunt anii ce-ai pierdut |
Aaaaa |
Tot ce-ai avut |
In ani lumina se masoara varsta mea |
Iar glasul meu se potriveste dup-o stea |
Eu nu m-am nascut |
Eu simplu exist |
Dar am si un nume |
Asa eu rezist |
Aaaaa |
Timpu sunt stiai |
Aaaaa |
Ai vrea ca sa ma ai |
Aaaaa |
Sunt anii ce-ai pierdut |
Aaaaa |
Tot ce-ai avut |
Eu las multe urme |
Dar nu scriu scrisori |
Aaaaa |
Timpu sunt stiai |
Aaaaa |
Ai vrea ca sa ma ai |
Aaaaa |
Sunt anii ce-ai pierdut |
Aaaaa |
Tot ce-ai avut |
Aaaaa |
Timpu sunt stiai |
Aaaaa |
Ai vrea vrea vrea sa ma ai |
Aaaaa |
Sunt anii ce-ai pierdut |
Aaaaa |
De viata ce-ai avut |
M-am nascut! |
Ei si ce?! |
Sa ducase-n ma-sa toate planurile |
Scrise cu iaurtul lacrimilor |
Pe pergamentele depozitate cu grija in camara |
Alaturi de borcane cu precepte murate |
In fel si chip. |
Ei si ce daca m-am nascut? |
Nu asta era planul! |
Trebuia, trebuia cu grija mai inainte sa-mi fie socotite sansele |
Si apoi capacitatea de ajung la adevar |
Trebuia mai intai sa mi se asigure haine si invataturi |
Si mai apoi sa gust din sangele primei lovituri de pumn in fata |
Trebuia mai intai sa invat cantari de lauda |
Si imnuri pt zeii florilor |
Si ai ierburilor tamaduitoare |
Nu sa aud marsuri de lupta |
Lovind cu cizma toti timpii.. |
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(translation) |
And if the wind is tired sometimes |
So much fear and anxiety and chills |
And if I'm tired |
I'm not in a hurry, not because I'm tired |
I leave many traces |
But I don't write letters |
And I'm not calling anyone |
Help me |
I was not born |
I just exist |
But I also have a name |
That's how I resist |
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Time is running out |
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You want to have me |
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These are the years you've lost |
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Everything you had |
In years the light is measured by my age |
And my voice matches a star |
I was not born |
I just exist |
But I also have a name |
That's how I resist |
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Time is running out |
yyyy |
You want to have me |
yyyy |
These are the years you've lost |
yyyy |
Everything you had |
I leave many traces |
But I don't write letters |
yyyy |
Time is running out |
yyyy |
You want to have me |
yyyy |
These are the years you've lost |
yyyy |
Everything you had |
yyyy |
Time is running out |
yyyy |
You want to want me |
yyyy |
These are the years you've lost |
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What life did you have? |
I was born! |
They and what ?! |
He had taken all the plans with me |
Written with the yogurt of tears |
On the parchments carefully stored in the pantry |
Along with jars with pickled precepts |
So is the face. |
What if I was born? |
That was not the plan! |
I had to, I had to be careful before my chances were counted |
And then the ability to reach the truth |
I had to be provided with clothes and teachings first |
And then I tasted the blood of the first punch in the face |
I had to learn songs of praise first |
And hymns for the flower gods |
And healing herbs |
Not to hear fighting marches |
Hitting the boot all the time. |
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