Horváth Attila

Úton lenni – semmi. Útnak kéne lenni legalább.

A Winner’s Not A Loser

You got your money, you got your cars.
Bought your place among the stars.
We got problems – you only got solutions.
You take a girl for a night on the town,
dazzle her then let her down
and leave her victimized by an illusion.
 It seems you really know your way around
 and run through life never looking behind.     

  A winner’s not a loser,
  but losers rush behind him all of the time.
  Full speed in a used car.
  And they keep holding on.  

You may think they are fools,
but the losers have nothing to lose.
Maybe they will meet their luck tomorrow.
And what if they will pass you by?
Would you give up or would you try?
There can always be a pill too bitter to swallow.
 It seems you really know your way around
 and run through life never looking behind.     

  A winner’s not a loser,
  but losers rush behind him all of the time.
  Full speed in a used car.
  And they keep holding on.

Blundered Through The Week

The Sunday morning paper is lying folded by the door.
Broken beams of early sun flash the empty glasses on the floor.
Outside in the distance the city plays its lazy tune.
Trying not to wake my girl I silenty cross the room.
 Looking around I see the usual mess.
 It screams to be cleared away.
 But something tells me this will be a special day.     

  Blundered through the week I feel all right.
  I wonder if my fortune is on the rise.
  Blundered through the week I ease my mind.
  We’ll run around and dance into the night.  

I browse through the headlines, I drink my coffee taking my time,
then take a walk around the block. I want to catch some Sunday shine.
 Lookong around I see the usual mess.
 It screams to be cleared away.
 But somehow it doesn’t bother me today.     

  Blundered through the week I feel all right.
  I wonder if my fortune is on the rise.
  Blundered through the week I ease my mind.
  We’ll run around and dance into the night.

Keeper

Trying to run away
from all that is evil and dirty.
Trying to run away
from all that is poisoning me.
 Where csan we go?
 Who is the keeper of the answer?
 Where can we go?     

  Keeper,
  give me the key to open the gate!
  Keeper,
  I’ve got to leave before it’s too late.
  Keeper,
  lead me out of here!  

Would it be easier
if I’d give up what’s left inside?
The misery’s growing around
and shelter’s not easy to find.
 Where can we go?
 Only questions, no answers.
 Where can we go?     

  Keeper,
  give me the key to open the gate!
  Keeper,
  I’ve got to leave before it’s too late.
  Keeper,
  give me the key to open the gate!
  Keeper,
  lead me out of here!

The Prophecy

Into the sun
behind the moon
she’s drawing circles
all around you.
Faced to the ground you kiss the sand.
Head in the crowd until the end.  

The cream has turned sour.
Bitter taste the wine.
You’re losing the hour
missing every sign.
Faced to the ground you kiss the sand.
Head in the crowd until the end.    

 What if they’re right and we are wrong?
 Is there any hope to change what’s going on?
 Does anybody matter?
 Does anybody really care?  

The prophecy’s done.
It’s on the wall.
A matter of time
all kingdoms fall.
Face to the ground. Kiss the sand.
This is the best way to hasten the end.    

 What if they’re right and we are wrong?
 Is there any hope to change what’s going on?
 Does anybody matter?
 Does anybody really care?

Unknown Soldier Of Time

Round and round in the pouring rain
without a place to hide.
He doesn’t care about the future
staying on on the downside.
 He’s searching through the passing days
 for a reason to get by.
 Just a face without a name.
 Another drop in the ocean.     

  Unknown soldier of time.
  Unknown soldiers of timeless ways.
  Unknown children of grief.
  Unknown victims of power games.
  Tell me your dreams. The darkness surrounds us.
  Sometimes I fear we’re all gonna be lost.
  Unknown soldier of time.
  We’re going down.  

Grinding away and wasting years
who can see what’s going on.
The past is dead, the future’s dying.
This is what we call freedom.
 He’s searching through the passing days
 for a reason to get by.
 Just a face without a name.
 Another drop in our ocean.     

  Unknown soldier of time.
  Unknown soldiers of timeless ways.
  Unknown children of grief.
  Unknown victims of power games.
  Tell me your dreams. The darkness surrounds us.
  Sometimes I fear we’re all gonna be lost.
  Unknown soldier of time.
  We’re going down.

Take Me Back

On my way to another town
I still can hear them call my name.
In their circus I’m the clown.
They buy my joy and leave my pain.
 I don’t know what I’m looking for
 flying higher and higher.
 But I can’t give up anymore.
 Everytime I need something new
 but I don’t wanna be losing you.
  
  Take me back down to the earth.
  I will praise the night when I wake up by your side.
  Take me back, away from all the hurt,
  to clear my sight.
  And tell me it’s all right.      

Hotel room in a foreign town.
Neon lights in the sweet red wine.
I count my steps for I can’t sleep.
My head is full of rhymes and lines.
 I don’t know what I’m looking for
 flying higher and higher.
 But I can’t give up anymore.
 Everytime I need something new
 but I don’t wanna be losing you.
  
  Take me back down to the earth.
  I will praise the night when I wake up by your side.
  Take me back, away from all the hurt,
  to clear my sight.
  And tell me it’s all right.

Midnight Train

I bought a ticket on a midnight train
to try a new horizon.
Everyone around me got over his dreams.
Now I’m ready to find one.
 Been in this dump too long.
 Time to get out of here.
 It’s not about right or wrong
 I’m just tired of wasting years.     

  I bought my ticket on the midnight train.
  It’s all that I need now.
  I’ll make it somehow.
  Just get away from living life in vain
  forever
  forever I will ride.  

Guess I was born to be a restless kind,
to always chase a rainbow.
To be on the move means you travel light
and never pack your sorrow.
 Been in this dump too long?
 Time to get out of here.
 It’s not about right or wrong
 if you’re tired of wasting years.     

  I bought my ticket on the midnight train.
  It’s all that I need now.
  I’ll make it somehow.
  Just get away from living life in vain
  forever
  forever I will ride.

Tomorrow Is A World Out Of Sight (A holnap egy másik világ)

It’s been a long day. A dictated run.
It used me for change, but has finally gone.
Turn all the lights out. This darkness, so good.
Let’s draw the curtains, close out the moon.
 Lay down beside me, don’t say a thing.
 You’ll spoil it if you ask what tomorrow might bring.     

  Tomorrow is a world out of sight
  too far away to worry about.
  Tomorrow is a world out of sight,
  but it finds the way to spirit the night away.  

Tomorrow is the cold, weary morning.
Clothes scattered over the floor.
Broken ends piled in the ashtray
from the night long before.  

A paper cup of coffee at the station.
And before you can say goodbye,
the morning flood sweeps you along.
No time to tell a lie.
 Lay down beside me, don’t say a thing.
 Don’t ask me. I don’t care what tomorrow might bring.     

  Tomorrow is a world out of sight
  too far away to worry about.
  Tomorrow is a world out of sight,
  but it finds the way to spirit the night away.

Bushed (Kint van a tábla)

I am so tired. I need to sleep.
I do not feel. My senses are beat.
Got no eyes for light, got no ears for sound.
The window’s closed. The curtain falls down.  

The phone’s out of order. I switched off the bell,
’cause I don’t buy and got nothing to sell.
All of the wires and cables I cut.
You can say that it’s a major blackout.    

 I moved away to another space.
 For all I care the world can turn a different way.
 
  Outside my door there’s a sign saying that I’m not in.
  There’s nothing to end here and there’s nothing to begin.
  There’s nobody home. Just a whisper inside.
  Listen, it’s saying, saying, saying goodnight.  

Don’t know how long it’s gonna last.
‘Twas a hard day. I need a rest.
Until I call you, please let me be.
Until the morning let me be nobody.    

 I moved away to another space.
 For all I care the world can turn a different way.
 
  Outside my door there’s a sign saying that I’m not in
  There’s nothing to end here and there’s nothing to begin.
  There’s nobody home. Just a whisper inside.
  Listen, it’s saying, saying, saying goodnight.

Leave The City Lights (Vidékre költözöm)

Everything I put in my bag
is everything I own.
I know it isn’t much, but it will be less
if I stay here too long.
You were an angel when I met you that day,
but now I feel there will be the devil to pay
if I stay.
So I’ve got to be on my way.  

You never cried, why would you start now.
This is not a tragedy,
just a change, no need to talk about it.
It’s the way it has to be.
I’ll put the key in the place where you hid it before.
This is the last time I will walk through the door.
So be good.
I’m getting out of the neighborhood.    

 I leave the city lights
 to taste the country nights.
 I’ll be free and away from every crowd
 I’ll find a new delight.
 I leave the city lights
 to taste the country nights.
 I’ll be free, and the things that are bothering me
 soon will be out of sight.  

Only your name is hangin’ outside,
the other one is gone.
But I know you well. You always knew how
to face the days to come.
If I’d get any mail would you send it to me.
I will leave you the number of my P.O.B.
So be good.
Hope someday I’ll be understood.    

 I leave the city lights
 to taste the country nights.
 I’ll be free and away from every crowd
 I’ll find a new delight.
 I leave the city lights
 to taste the country nights.
 I’ll be free, and the things that are bothering me
 soon will be out of sight.     

   ( City, city lights.
    Country, country nights.)

Everyone’s Somebody’s One (Mindenki valakié)

The night’s getting cold. It leads me through the city.
Sick of the silence, there’s nobody here I can talk to.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.
I lean against the wall, it seems we need each other.
A thousand girls and there’s always a lover around them.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.       

    All right! It’s not their fault.
    I blew a fuse. All the sparks are gone.
    I need somebody somewhere to turn me on.
    All right! This is the scene.
    I know it well if you know what I mean.
    It’s nothing new. This down I’ve been before.  

Lifted by a tune I sway into the day.
Someway I lose the traces of the places behind me.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.
I miss what I miss, and I don’t care what’s coming
if I should stay alone I would take home the morning.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.     

   All right! It’s nobody’s fault.
   I blew a fuse. All the sparks are gone.
   I need somebody somewhere to turn me on.
   All right! This is the scene.
   I know it well if you know what I mean.
   It’s nothing new. This down I’ve been before.  
 

 Fine , fine, fine. After all I’m feeling fine
 I stay for a while, don’t mind the time. Just let it fly.
 Fine, fine, fine. It’s o.k. I’m feeling fine.
 I go with the flow, on with the show. Then I say good-bye.

Raise Your Eyes (Nézz az ég felé)

My luggage is too heavy.
My heart is heavy, too.
Lights caught by the window
my cab comes in view.
A traveler is looking
at the new sign on the door.
” BRENDA’S BED AND BREAKFAST.
SINGLE ROOM. SECOND FLOOR.”
 Everything is paid for.
 There’s only one thing left to do.
 I had no time to say goodbye,
 so I got to leave a note for you.     

  Raise your eyes, look at the sky.
  Maybe you can see my airplane
  flying gently through a silver cloud.  
  Raise your eyes, look at the sky.
  Someone, somewhere in the distance
  has waited for me for a long, long time.
  I get home. But I’ll miss you tonight.  

I don’t know who’s right.
I don’t care who’s wrong.
The place where I am going
is the place where I belong.
In the rear-view mirror
your street’s staying behind.
The driver tells a story.
I don’t hear. He don’t mind.
 I know I should have called you,
 but it’s so hard to say goodbye.
 I could promise that one day I’ll come back,
 but you know I don’t want to lie.     

 

  Raise your eyes, look at the sky.
  Maybe you can see my airplane
  flying gently through a silver cloud.  
  Raise your eyes, look at the sky.
  Someone, somewhere in the distance
  has waited for me for a long, long time.
  I get home. But I’ll miss you tonight.

Rock’N’Rollercoaster (Csak a zene van)

Turn it on. You can’t turn it off.
You can’t get out. You can’t get enough.
Buckle up ’cause it is getting heavy.
Are you ready? Ready, steady, go.
 Here’s a high climb.
 There’s a long fall.
 Just keep movin’ on.
 It’s the right time
 in the limelight.
 The beat is goin’ on.     

  Rock’n’Rollercoaster
  Put the wheels in motion.
  Just keep movin’ on.
  Rock’n’Rollercoaster
  A thrill when you feel the explosion.
  And you want it all.
  And you want it all.  

You can’t always get what you want.
All right now. Here comes the sun.
Hold the line. There’s whiskey in the jar.
A blood red sky. You’re gonna be a star.
 First a high climb.
 Then a long fall.
 Just keep movin’ on.
 It’s the right time
 in the limelight.
 The beat is goin’ on.     

  Rock’n’Rollercoaster
  Put the wheels in motion.
  Just keep movin’ on
  Rock’n’Rollercoaster
  A thrill when you feel the explosion.
  And you want it all.
  And you get it all.

Rocks Rollin’ In The Booze (Jég dupla whiskyvel)

The evening falls, the room is too tight.
Something’s forcing me into the night.
I don’t mind where, I just know I have to go.
The devil’s poisoned my radio.
Not a single song I used to know.
I got a bluesy mood and I’m all alone.
 But I won’t call you, honey, even if I fall apart.
 I got a cool solution
 to cool this burning ’round my heart.     

  Rocks rollin’ in the booze.
  Two doubles, I could use.
  One to pleasure, one to friends.
  Tonight
  I have time on my hands.
  One shot to lose the count.
  one to wash the trouble down.
  It’s good to be on the loose,
  watching
  the rocks rollin’ in the booze.  

The smoke is blending with the noise.
A worn piano and a worn out voice.
I’m a stranger at home in this loser’s bar.
She’s too blond and she’s got a smile
betraying that she wants to be mine.
It won’t get through, ’cause I’m still not over you.
 But I won’t call you, honey, even if I fall apart.
 I got a cool solution
 to cool this burning ’round my heart.     

  Rocks rollin’ in the booze.
  Two doubles I could use.
  One to pleasure, one to friends.
  Tonight
  I have time on my hands.
  One shot to lose the count.
  one to wash the trouble down.
  It’s good to be on the loose,
  watching
  the rocks rollin’ in the booze.

Runaway Kind (Szökevény)

The river down below carries a boat.
Gently she ripples in the morning breeze.
There is only silence, everything’s so quiet.
The world is a cloud, on my shoulder it sleeps.
 I had to leave the studio,
 ’cause I’m full of jaded tunes.
 I see you coming down the road.
 Are you also breaking loose?     

  I see you’re the runaway kind.
  Looking for something?
  What’s on your mind?
  Do you still believe there’s a way to be free,
  or is it just a fantasy?
  I know you’re the runaway kind.
  Looking for something?
  What’s on your mind?
  Do you still believe there’s a way to be free,
  or is it just a fantasy?  

Take a look around. Let’s see what we’ll find.
Things to remember. Stories to tell.
Turn a new direction, off this old dusty road.
I have walked it too long. I know it too well.
 I always tried to do my best.
 Now I’m full of jaded tunes.
 I don’t see why we couldn’t be friends,
 if we both are breaking loose.    

  I see you’re the runaway kind.
  Looking for something?
  What’s on your mind?
  Do you still believe there’s a way to be free,
  or is it just a fantasy?
  I know you’re the runaway kind.
  Looking for something?
  What’s on your mind?
  Do you still believe there’s a way to be free,
  or is it just a fantasy?

Scandinavian Nights (Skandináv éjszakák)

I just opened my eyes, but I would like to close them again.
The light cuts like a knife. There’s a pounding rhythm in my brain.
I’m at war again, another Monday I have to beat.
But not today. I just need some morning beers.  

I swear that our staircase is the longest and the darkest in town.
I stumble to the mailbox. A letter’s falling to the ground.
Where is it from? Oh no! It’s from someone I loved long ago.
A thousand pictures of a world that I used to know.    

 Places, names and faces,
 never ending Scandinavian nights.
 Lookin’ for some lovin’ on the ice.
 There’ve been faces, names and places,
 rooms in hotels for the lowest price.
 I felt the fire and desire in her eyes.
 Scandinavian nights.  

The café on the seaside, the always empty station-house.
The Thai Cook, always freezing, used to drink the grog with us.
I would like to know
if he’s still listenin’ to that old time blues.
And all the ones I used to love, I wonder where they cruise.    

 Places, names and faces,
 never ending Scandinavian nights.
 Lookin’ for some lovin’ on the ice.
 There’ve been faces, names and places,
 rooms in hotels for the lowest price.
 I felt the fire and desire in her eyes.
 Scandinavian nights.

Guided By My Senses (Egy szippantás a jóból)

A ticket for a journey, good for just a one-way ride.
Just some circles ’round the sun without a clue, without a guide.
There is no way back, no slowing down.
Come let’s ride together for a while.
It would be a pleasure if we could share a little time.  

Everything’s in motion, changing from the start till the end.
Got a ticket for the show, I’ve got to see as much as I can.
Try to find a seat for better a view.
Maybe there’s an answer getting through.
Even old illusions could be saying something new.    

 As long as I will live,
 I’ll long to see and taste and try out everything,
 to get to know just how it feels.
 I’m looking for something, day by day
 guided by my senses.
 A little of this, a little of that.
 Just a touch, a sip, a bite, a bit,
 sounds and pictures, smiles and tears.
 I’m looking for something, day by day,
 guided by my senses.  

The start was long ago and still the end is far away.
Somebody has told me there would be no time for delay.
There is no way back. No slowing down.
Come let’s ride together for a while.
I don’t know if you need me, I need you and God knows why.    

 As long as I will live,
 I’ll long to see and taste and try out everything,
 to get to know just how it feels.
 I’m looking for something, day by day
 guided by my senses.
 A little of this, a little of that.
 Just a touch, a sip, a bite, a bit,
 sounds and pictures, smiles and tears.
 I’m looking for something, day by day,
 guided by my senses.

Hey, Sister! (Hé, nővér!)

The things look good, but hope’s out of sight.
What I feel you can’t see on the monitor lines.
The walls are white and so is the bed.
For sure this sterile room will bore me to death.  

So many tubes, needles and pills.
To even think about them gives me the chills.
Something hurts, but it’s not where you treat me.
Hey, sister, can’t you see where I’m aching?    

 Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
 Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
 It’s a long, long, lonely day.
 Hey, sister, what you say?
 Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
 Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
 Gimme, gimme, gimme what you got.
 I got a fever.  

Maybe today a friend’s stopping by.
He could be sneaking in with a bottle of wine.
Forbidden fruit always makes you feel good,
and we can share it tonight to get in the mood.  

And when the day ends and the sun goes down
I will need extra care, so you must stick around.
‘Cause I am aching, ’cause I am breaking.
Hey, sister, can you feel that I’m shaking?    

 Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
 Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
 It’s a long, long, lonely day.
 Hey, sister, what you say?
 Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
 Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
 Gimme, gimme, gimme what you got.
 I got a fever.   I got a fever, I got a fever….

Just Stay Who You Are (Az légy, aki vagy)

Where are you going? Why do you run?
Good morning to you too.
Hold me tight. The bygone night
still keeps it’s fragrance on you.
 Your beauty is growing in the arms of the morning.
 Before you go to control it, stay a while.
 Colors and lights. It is so nice
 to see them working on
 your first and early gown,
 as the dawn is slowly rolling down.
  
  Just stay who you are,
  the way you’ve been so far.
  You don’t need pearls and diamonds to be fine.
  Just stay who you are,
  the way you’ve been so far.
  I’ll be rich as long as you’ll be mine.  

Comes the sun. The day is new,
wrapped in morning dew.
Hold me tight. Ease your mind.
We left so many nights behind.
 Your beauty is growing in the arms of the morning.
 Before you go to control it, stay a while.
 Don’t put it down. Just let it shine.
 Dress up in a smile.
 Your mirror is a liar.
 It cheats you now as it praised you in the night.     

  Just stay who you are,
  the way you’ve been so far.
  You don’t need pearls and diamonds to be fine.
  Just stay who you are,
  the way you’ve been so far.
  I’ll be rich as long as you’ll be mine.

Tomorrow Won’t Be Blue (A holnap már nem lesz szomorú)

The scene reappears from the days of old.
A yellowed picture we ain’t seen far too long.
You sit by the sea, the sun’s going down. The rainbow and the rain
are glowing through the harbor. An old boat setting sail.
 The nights’ sultry fragrance, the music on the streets –
 one day I’ll show you it’s still hasn’t changed.
 Don’t listen to the doctor. He’ll see that he was wrong.
 I know you’ll make it through, ‘cos you are strong.     

  You’ll dance like you used to.
  They’ll ask who this beauty could be.
  As she smiles, a wonderful sight to see.
  (And) time is on our side.
  The saying was never more true.
  Tomorrow – believe me – won’t be blue.  

Whatever we’ve got, we always got by.
There’s a way again. Let’s give it a try.
Don’t take it too hard whatever they say.
I’ll be your doctor and your maid.
You’ll make it through. Don’t be afraid.     

  You’ll dance like you used to.
  They’ll ask who this beauty could be.
  As she smiles, a wonderful sight to see.
  And time is on our side.
  The saying was never more true.
  Tomorrow – believe me – won’t be blue.
  Tomorrow – believe me – won’t be blue.
  Tomorrow – believe me – won’t be blue.