Does anyone know the translation of the song "Gafsa" by Natacha Atlas?
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I actually I browsed the net but unfortunately GAFSA is not included in lyrics along with some of her songs but most others do exist.\n\n so I guess I will try to translate it as I am lestening to it now:\n\n  the wind of love has blown into my mind... gifting me the greetings of my love.\n\n refrain 2 (twice)\n\n  And telling me to come back precious darling, ( ununderstood item) separation, and you are the closer.\n\n  refrain 2\n + + + + + + + + + + + + +\n\n  I said it was it(the wind)that has wandered away from him (her love), and said my achievement is bright.\n\n  refrain\n\n  and looked out from its high tower and saud your speech is strange\n\n   ( guitar sequences)\n\n  come back love, In this life I have no chance, you are my love but it impossible to be for me \n\n   oh my dear\n\n   come back love, In this life I have no chance, you are my love but it impossible to be for me \n\n   ahh ahhh why?\n\n\n  the wind of love has blown into my mind gifting me the greetings of my love\n\n  gifting me the greetings of my love\n\n  gifting me the greetings of my love\n\n  khalass ( means: that´s it, end, finnished, no more...)\n                         end.\n  ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\nso so os, that was all of it I hope that I add something and offres a plus.\n\n worthly to note this is a direct translation, I tried my best, hope you like it
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^^yup thats it , i tried it thru a translator and it came out nothin like that. but aint that such a beautiful song tho ?
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When I went to the website you said and listened to the song, I only found out two things: the song is in european portuguese (I mean, not brazilian) and the singer is from Northern Portugal (I could tell by his delightful accent).\n\nWhen I heard it I had no idea who the singer was. So I looked on the site's source code for the path to the mp3, downloaded it ( http://www.johnriedy.com/flash/music.mp3 ) and found out the song is called "Recipe for Love". It is credited to a band called MimosA, but apparently it's from Bella Canto, which seems to be basically the members of MimosA plus one or two friends. I know all this because I found their Myspace profile: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=25685141\n\nOddly enough, there were no portuguese members in the band. A little more research and I found out the lead singer, Eric Picotte-Harper, studied for several years in Porto, Portugal, the city where I live. That was a cool thing to find out. :o) And yes, it's in Northern Portugal as I said. :o)\n\nI'll leave you with the portuguese lyrics and the english translation. And thanks for introducing me to this band, even if it happened by accident! :o)\n\n[talking]\nOh moça\nAnda cá\nAnda cá dançar comigo\nOlha, não tenhas medo\nVamos em três, 'tá bom?\nUm, dois, três\n\n[chorus]\nLinda, querida, bonita\nTu és tao fofinha\nEu só te quero aqui comigo e ninguém mais\n\n[talking]\nE agora que dançaste comigo, que tal, gostaste?\nAh pois é, eu também\nOlha, vamos dar mais uma volta?\n'Tá? 'Tás pronta?\nVamos...\n\nThe translation:\n\n[talking]\nHey girl\nCome here\nCome and dance with me\nLook, don't be afraid\nOn the count of three, ok?\nOne, two, three\n\n[chorus]\nBeautiful, dear, pretty girl\nYou are so cute\nI just want you here with me and no one else\n\n[talking]\nNow that you danced with me, did you enjoy it?\nRight, me too\nLook, let's go again?\nOk? Are you ready?\nLet's go...
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oral fixation vol 2 \n\nshe named it that b/c she loves to talk, sing, kiss...amongst other things\n\nHere are hte lyrics in case you don't have them\n\nLadies up in here tonight \nNo fighting, no fighting \nWe got the refugees up in here \nNo fighting, no fighting \n\nShakira, Shakira \n\nI never really knew that she could dance like this \nShe makes a man wants to speak Spanish \nComo se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa \nShakira, Shakira \n\nOh baby when you talk like that \nYou make a woman go mad \nSo be wise and keep on \nReading the signs of my body \n\nAnd I'm on tonight \nYou know my hips don't lie \nAnd I'm starting to feel it's right \nAll the attraction, the tension \nDon't you see baby, this is perfection \n\nHey Girl, I can see your body moving \nAnd it's driving me crazy \nAnd I didn't have the slightest idea \nUntil I saw you dancing \n\nAnd when you walk up on the dance floor \nNobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl \nAnd everything so unexpected - the way you right and left it \nSo you can keep on taking it \n\nI never really knew that she could dance like this \nShe makes a man want to speak Spanish \nComo se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa \nShakira, Shakira \n\nOh baby when you talk like that \nYou make a woman go mad \nSo be wise and keep on \nReading the signs of my body \n\nAnd I'm on tonight \nYou know my hips don't lie \nAnd I am starting to feel you boy \nCome on lets go, real slow \nDon't you see baby asi es perfecto \n\nOh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie \nAnd I am starting to feel it's right \nAll the attraction, the tension \nDon't you see baby, this is perfection \nShakira, Shakira \n\nOh boy, I can see your body moving \nHalf animal, half man \nI don't, don't really know what I'm doing \nBut you seem to have a plan \nMy will and self restraint \nHave come to fail now, fail now \nSee, I am doing what I can, but I can't so you know \nThat's a bit too hard to explain \n\nBaila en la calle de noche \nBaila en la calle de d�a \n\nBaila en la calle de noche \nBaila en la calle de d�a \n\nI never really knew that she could dance like this \nShe makes a man want to speak Spanish \nComo se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa \nShakira, Shakira \n\nOh baby when you talk like that \nYou know you got me hypnotized \nSo be wise and keep on \nReading the signs of my body \n\nSenorita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia \n\nMira en Barranquilla se baila as�, say it! \nMira en Barranquilla se baila as� \n\nYeah \nShe's so sexy every man's fantasy a refugee like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country \nI go back like when 'pac carried crates for Humpty Humpty \nI need a whole club dizzy \nWhy the CIA wanna watch us? \nColombians and Haitians \nI ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction \nNo more do we snatch ropes \nRefugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats \n\nI'm on tonight, my hips don't lie \nAnd I'm starting to feel you boy \nCome on let's go, real slow \nBaby, like this is perfecto \n\nOh, you know I am on tonight and my hips don't lie \nAnd I am starting to feel it's right \nThe attraction, the tension \nBaby, like this is perfection \n\nNo fighting \nNo fighting\n\n\n\n\n\ni don't know about you, but i've had this song in my head for like 3 days
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ok, in my own words: \n\nungka blarba tak nikka folstood nana.  bonkie borch hadarababa blinga flemoso tunda ki.  \n\nNaberinsk fletord fatcha nagaskina blowie boon, fetsna dinga flarny mird.\n\n:) ..
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From the album "Dildarian"\n\nbara samjhaya tainu\nsamjh nai aya tainu\nta tu kerda ay dildarian\ntere te gila ay sanu\npaglan dila we kanu\nla laiyan tu yaarian\n\nis manzil bal jaan giya ye\nphad laiyan jo rawan\ntwadi akarein phad ditte ne\nkadi maneya ne sawan\n\nhaarch hawawan utte\nbadal diya chawan utte\nkadiya ne dawedarian\ntere te gila ay sanu\npaglan dila we kanu\nla laiyan tu yaarian\n\nongre wayre mohabbatan ditan\nrakhiye wadan laa kay\ntere jaina dan dina baiy\njanday jara katta kay\nbanda deewana dila\nghumda zamana dila\nhattan vich lay ka aariyan\ntere te gila ay sanu\npaglan dila we kanu\nla laiyan tu yaarian\n\nkon tere agge roop ju tainu\nkon sambalu lariya\nchand tera jad raj ka akiye\nhor kithay ja chariya\nkila kila sukh sukh\nrona painda luk luk\nhooto ke bhoohay baarian\ntere te gila ay sanu\npaglan dila we kanu\nla laiyan tu yaarian\n\nla laiyan tu yaarian\nla laiyan tu yaarian\nla laiyan tu yaarian\nla laiyan tu yaarian \n\n--- from http://www.leoslyrics.com/listlyrics.php;jsessionid=8CB3EC04916C7457E765F458BC4BA891?hid=kYerDFDQNZA%3D
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My previous answer was wrong - I'm changing it.  I believe it was by Spandau Ballet (although it doesn't sound like them) but it's called Gangster of Love and here are the lyrics.  I actually see online lots of people have recorded it.
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Here the Lyrics:\n\nBamboooOOOooo \nTembaleuoluwaaluweee \nAnubaleee le balooo \nLevanlevaaandaa laoooo \n\nBamboooOOOooo \nTembaleuoluwaaluweee \nAnubaleee le balooo \nLevanlevaaandaa laoooo \n\nPerfection, Perfection \n\nI never really knew that she could dance like this \nShe makes a man want to speak spanish \nComo se llama (SI) bonita (SI) \nMi casa (SHAKIRA SHAKIRA) su casa \n\nOh baby when you talk like that \nYou make a woman go mad \nSo be wise and keep on \nReading the signs of my body \n\nAnd i'm on tonight \nYou know my hips dont lie \nAnd i'm starting to feel it's right \n\nay ay ay to the bamboooo \nLa gloria te esta esperando \n\nLatino! Africano! Asiatico! Americano! \nTu Dios te esta mirando! \n\nBamboooOOOooo \nTembaleuoluwaaluweee \nAnubaleee le balooo \nLevanlevaaandaa laoooo \n\nNo Fighting tonight! \n\nI never really knew that she could dance like this \nShe makes a man want to speak spanish \nComo se llama (SI) bonita (SI) \nMi casa (SHAKIRA SHAKIRA) su casa \n\nOh baby when you talk like that \nYou make a woman go mad \nSo be wise and keep on \nReading the signs of my body \n\nAnd i'm on tonight \nYou know my hips dont lie \nAnd i'm starting to feel you boy \n\nay ay ay to the bamboooo \nLa gloria te esta esperando \n\nI know i'm on tonight \nSo my hips dont lie \nAnd i'm starting to feel it's right \n\nCome on let's go, let's go \nTu Dios te esta mirando! \n\nBaila en la calle de noche... \nBaila en la calle de dia... \nBaila en la calle de noche... \nJuega en la calle de dia... \n\nPeople in the front, DONT FIGHT TONIGHT! \nPeople in the side, DONT FIGHT TONIGHT! \nPeople in the back, DONT FIGHT TONIGHT! \nDont fight tonight! \nDont fight tonight! \n\nLet's go... \nI'm a student of Pele, call me Pele player. \nEleven on the field with the heart of a gladiator \n\none GOAL \ntwo GOAL \nthree GOAL \nGOAL! \n\nImma play till my knees grow low \n\none GOAL \ntwo GOAL \nthree GOAL \nGOAL! \n\nEverybody in the (?) final state go (?) \nAnd my futbol jersey says maradonna \nAnd the crowd chants, sounds like spirits from Africa \n\nBamboooOOOooo \nTembaleuoluwaaluweee \nAnubaleee le balooo \nLevanlevaaandaa laoooo \n\nBamboooOOOooo \nTembaleuoluwaaluweee \nAnubaleee le balooo \nLevanlevaaandaa laoooo
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mon amour, try altavista.com, then go to babel fish translations- its a great resource
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chaudah nov childrens day isliye manaya jata hai kyon ki is din chacha nehru ka janam din hota hai aur unhe bache bahut pasand the...........i think u have got the clue.........try some site & then get it translated........ooooof!!!! i am done with typing!!!
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I found this but it seems to be in German\n\nhttp://www.basf-cc.de/NR/rdonlyres/57B4A1EE-4498-4EA9-8853-217BC12715A6/56922/SDB_D___Lentan_VZ_33_VZ___09_04.pdf
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hey paresh ! ive herd the track 'Sutta' ! n frm the 'source' ive herd it, i gather its a common song at most north indian univs. sry but i hv no info on wer ppl get it frm (until n unless they hv copies distributed at coll. by seniors!)n yea'...it began at s'IIT in india !
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I wanted to help so badly, but I can't find it. I searched for about 30 minutes. I Found a great site though. It tranlates poems into English. I will tell you if I find it.  P.S. when I originally searched the poem and went to the site a poem came up but it was blurry and it was in the Greece catagory.\n\nGood Luck,\n          Chelsea\n\n\n\nI updated my comment so that I could give you the English translation to singlesockcollectors poem: here it is\n\n\n\nLeaf turns brown fall, you have just flown away yourself, branch patronizes, you want to separate yourself.  This life source, that\nformerly nourished you, Asserted, embellished, nevertheless is not dried up!  \n\nAs a burning love, in violent pushed, This velvets nectar knew to stuff you.  This tree, that has you it does?  You in has you it too given?  Of a too perfect love would have you it flooded?  \n\nThe life that climbs in him, and cannot flow itself, NEEDS this puit, where she can s’épancher itself.  The vigor of the summer,\nwhere you puisas the joy OF A delighted happiness, the abandons without you.  \n\nSmall leaf turns brown, where go you to put yourself?  Will rejoin you foam it and his cold dew?  Do not go you to take mourning, in the frozen earth, With of other feuillées, that already are\nwithered.  \n\nDauphine 30/08/2004\n\nCheck the site
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There does not appear to be an English version of this song.
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Some time ago I answered a question asking for a translation of the same song:http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=Aje5r28UpcxGrFbursracKXsy6IX?qid=20060921111954AA1jsjU\n\nHere is my translation:\n\n\nmy house is built, but i am alone in it;\nthe door got shut behind my back;\nthe autumn wind is knocking on the window,\ncrying again over me.\n\nthere is thunder at night, and mist in the morning;\nthe sun has got cold;\npains from long ago go one after another,\nlet them combine into one\n\ny-a\n\nmy house is built, but i am alone in it;\nthe door got shut behind my back;\nthe autumn wind is knocking on the window,\ncrying again over me.\n\nit's fate, and I can't ask\nfate for anything;\nbut i know how after me\nwinds would start howling\n\ny-a
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TRY ~~~\nLOS DIABLITOS DE COLOMBIA ~ ME TIRASTE AL MAR\nOR\nALSO BY JOEL ELIZALDE\nOR...\nCHAVA FLORES ~ A QUE LE TIRAS\nOR..\nLOS DE ABAJO ~ AL LEON YO LO LLEVO EN EL CORA\nHOPE THIS HELPS!!\n:)GRACIAS Y DE NADA :)
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It is by DJ Dozhdik\n\nI just translated it quickly... \n"диджей дождик" - "почему же"\nlyrics dj dozhdik - pochemu zhe\n\n======\n\nГде ты, с кем ты, что с тобой?\nПочему ты не со мной\nПочему тебя здесь нет\nКто мне даст такой ответ\n\n* Where are you, who are you with, what/s up with you?\n* Why are you not with me\n* Why are you not here\n* Who will tell me the answer\n\nКто ответит почему\nЯ тебя всё так же жду\nВсё скучаю по тебе\nИ твой образ в голове\n\n* Who will answer me why\n* I am still waiting for you\n* I am still missing you\n* I have your picture in my head\n\n======\n\nПочему же, почему же дождик капает по лужам\nЯ иду по этим лужам, может я кому-то нужен\nВетер дует в спину мне, ты забыла обо мне...\n\n* Why, but why does the rain drips in the puddle\n* I walk in these puddles, maybe someone needs me\n* The wind blows on my shoulders, you forgot about me...\n\nДумал я, что всё пустяк, оказалось всё не так\nОказалось всё не так, это вовсе не пустяк\nОт меня ты далеко, без тебя мне нелегко...\n\n* I thought it was all a trifle, in fact it wasn't\n* In fact it wasn't, it is not a trifle at all\n* You are far away from me, it is not easy without you...\n\n======\n\nМожет у тебя другой\nРазвлекается с тобой\nДарит ласки и любовь\nБоже, закипает кровь\n\n* Maybe you have another one\n* He is having fun with you\n* He is caressing and loving you\n* God, my blood is boiling\n\nА быть может ты одна\nСтоишь и плачешь у окна\nВспоминаешь обо мне\nИ слезинки по щеке\n\n* Or maybe you are alone\n* You are standing at your window and crying\n* You are remembering me\n* With teardrops on you cheeks\n\n======\n\nПочему же, почему же дождик капает по лужам\nЯ иду по этим лужам, может я кому-то нужен\nВетер дует в спину мне, ты забыла обо мне\n\n\n* Why, but why does the rain drips in the puddle\n* I walk in these puddles, maybe someone needs me\n* The wind blows on my shoulders, you forgot about me...\n\nДумал я, что всё пустяк, оказалось всё не так\nОказалось всё не так, это вовсе не пустяк\nОт меня ты далеко, без тебя мне нелегко...\n\n* I thought it was all a trifle, in fact it wasn't\n* In fact it wasn't, it is not a trifle at all\n* You are far away from me, it is not easy without you...\n\n======\n\nЗавалюсь я к пацанам\nВыпью водочки стакан\nТы не думай - не со зла\nВедь День Рождения у тебя\n\n* I go to my friends\n* I dring a glass of vodka\n* Don't think badly about me\n* YOu know it is your birthday\n\nДень Рождения у тебя\nТолько рядом нет меня\nНе могу тебя обнять\nЧто люблю тебя сказать\n\n* It is your birthday\n* But I am not on your side\n* I cannot hug you\n* To tell you that I love you\n\n======\n\nПочему же, почему же дождик капает по лужам\nЯ иду по этим лужам, может я кому-то нужен\nВетер дует в спину мне, ты забыла обо мне\n\n* Why, but why does the rain drips in the puddle\n* I walk in these puddles, maybe someone needs me\n* The wind blows on my shoulders, you forgot about me...\n\nДумал я, что всё пустяк, оказалось всё