Il-Warda Għalik, Prinċipessa

dark progressive rock, orchestral, oriental, low tempo, bongos, dark, folk

(English lyrics available)

- Maltese -
[verse 1]
warrad, ġnien tal-fjuri, ġibtuli il-kulur f'ħajti 
nibża' minn dik il-ġurnata li ninsikom 
elf qatra kulljum u xorta tridu l-attenzjoni 
Ix-xita qatt ma kienet biżżejjed għalikom 
Għal kull darba li innixxifkom, inħallas b'demmi 
Inħobbok ħdura, Inħobbok, Inħobbok, Inħobbok 
Qabel ma tmutu intkom, Immut għalikom jien 
Għax ma nimmaġinax nerġa' ngħix mingħajrkom

[verse 2]
Warrad ġnien, warrad mill kunfidenza żejda 
Minn dawk iż-żminijiet fejn insaqqikom biss 
Karmas ġnien, tkarmas mill-istennija għolja 
Tort tiegħek, taf li qatt ma kont ġennien 
Kuntent jekk ikun hemm mill-inqas werqa waħda 
naf li min hemm xorta tista' ifferrex ġidek 
Misħut jekk nqum u nara biss kannella 
Għal bidu ġdid, żerriegħa oħra m'għandix

[verse 3]
Warrad ġnien, allavolja qatt ma kont tiegħi 
Mingħajr il-maġija esterna, qatt ma kont nsibek 
s-sid se tifhem jekk tiġi u ma issib xejn 
imma naf li din it-telfa se tkun kontra qalbek 
Warda ħamra, dik il-waħda li bdiet kollox 
Ix-xiħa, l-iktar fjura li tinqalha b'lewnha 
Minghajrek fjura, kont nitlef l-interess 
Għax naf li fl-aħħar ħa naqilgħek għas-sinjura

[verse 4]
Għas-sinjura tat-torri tal-libsa sultani 
Dik il-mara li tieħu ħsieb l-għelieqi 
u issalva n-nies minn ħajja monotona 
Dik il-mara li tatni l-ewwel fjura 
Dawk il-bibien tal-injam u ħadid wisq ibsin 
sabiex nidħol fil-kastell biex narak għajn m'għajn 
It-tmermir laħaqni hawn ġewwa fir-razzett 
fejn xorta għadni imdawwar bil-friefet

[bridge]
Fejn int? Ma nistax nistenna minuta oħra 
L-ilma tas-saqqa jibqa' jdur ma riġlejja 
Mingħajrek, ma min nista' inxerred ġidi? 
Il-fjuri xorta jibqgħu imutu kmieni 
Dak it-torri tal-għassa vojt daqs il-katakombi 
ma nistax nibqa' naħseb li għajnejk fuqi 
għax irrid nibqa' inħoss l-apprezzazjoni 
Fil-forma fiżikali ta' id fuq wiċċi

[chorus]
Iftaħ widdintek għat-tħabbit ta' qalbi 
li jgħaddu dirett minn ġo l-bibien 
Jiena miegħek inkun hemmek fl-ispirtu 
Basta li sa l-aħħar ma tinsiniex 
Iftaħ għajnek u ħares lejn tiegħi 
li jinsabu taħt id-dlam tal-bini 
Hemm fejn jien inkun qiegħda inpoġġi 
Inħares lejk waqt li qiegħed issaqqi

- English -

[Verse 1]
Bloom, Garden of Flowers, you gave colour to my life.
I fear the day I forget you.
A thousand raindrops fall each day, yet you still crave more attention.
The rain was never enough for you.
Every time I leave you dry, I pay with blood.
I love you, O greenery. I love you, I love you, I love you.
Before you die, I’ll die for you,
'Cause I can’t imagine a life without you.

[Verse 2]
Bloom, Garden of Flowers, bloom from overconfidence,
From those days when I lived only to water you.
Wither, garden, wither from over-expectations.
It’s your fault, you know I was never a gardener.
I’ll be happy if a single leaf still lives;
I know from there, you can still spread your fruits.
Cursed am I if I wake to find only brown,
For a new seed, I have none.

[Verse 3]
Bloom, Garden of Flowers, even though you were never mine.
Without external magic, I would’ve never found you.
The owner will understand if she finds nothing,
But I know that would be against her wishes.
O red rose, the first flower that bloomed,
The elder, the one that stands out the most with its colour.
Without you, flower, I would have lost interest,
'Cause I know, in the end, I will pick you for the lady.

[Verse 4]
For the lady of the tower, royally dressed,
The woman who tends the fields
And saves the people from a monotone life.
That lady who gave me the first flower.
Those doors of wood and metal are heavy,
Keeping me from entering the castle to see you eye to eye.
The withering has reached me here, in the farm,
Where I’m still surrounded by butterflies.

[Bridge]
Where are you? I cannot wait another minute.
The spring water keeps swirling around my legs.
Without you, who can I share my fruits with?
The flowers keep dying too soon.
That watchtower is as empty as the catacombs.
I cannot keep believing you’re still watching me,
'Cause I want to feel your appreciation
Physically, with a hand on my face.

[Chorus]
Open your ears to the beating of my heart,
That echoes directly through the doors.
I will be there with you in spirit,
As long as you don’t forget me in the end.
Open your eyes and look into mine,
Hidden beneath the building’s shadows.
That is where I will be waiting,
Watching over as you water.

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(English lyrics available) - Maltese - [verse 1] warrad, ġnien tal-fjuri, ġibtuli il-kulur f'ħajti nibża' minn dik il-ġurnata li ninsikom elf qatra kulljum u xorta tridu l-attenzjoni Ix-xita qatt ma kienet biżżejjed għalikom Għal kull darba li innixxifkom, inħallas b'demmi Inħobbok ħdura, Inħobbok, Inħobbok, Inħobbok Qabel ma tmutu intkom, Immut għalikom jien Għax ma nimmaġinax nerġa' ngħix mingħajrkom [verse 2] Warrad ġnien, warrad mill kunfidenza żejda Minn dawk iż-żminijiet fejn insaqqikom biss Karmas ġnien, tkarmas mill-istennija għolja Tort tiegħek, taf li qatt ma kont ġennien Kuntent jekk ikun hemm mill-inqas werqa waħda naf li min hemm xorta tista' ifferrex ġidek Misħut jekk nqum u nara biss kannella Għal bidu ġdid, żerriegħa oħra m'għandix [verse 3] Warrad ġnien, allavolja qatt ma kont tiegħi Mingħajr il-maġija esterna, qatt ma kont nsibek s-sid se tifhem jekk tiġi u ma issib xejn imma naf li din it-telfa se tkun kontra qalbek Warda ħamra, dik il-waħda li bdiet kollox Ix-xiħa, l-iktar fjura li tinqalha b'lewnha Minghajrek fjura, kont nitlef l-interess Għax naf li fl-aħħar ħa naqilgħek għas-sinjura [verse 4] Għas-sinjura tat-torri tal-libsa sultani Dik il-mara li tieħu ħsieb l-għelieqi u issalva n-nies minn ħajja monotona Dik il-mara li tatni l-ewwel fjura Dawk il-bibien tal-injam u ħadid wisq ibsin sabiex nidħol fil-kastell biex narak għajn m'għajn It-tmermir laħaqni hawn ġewwa fir-razzett fejn xorta għadni imdawwar bil-friefet [bridge] Fejn int? Ma nistax nistenna minuta oħra L-ilma tas-saqqa jibqa' jdur ma riġlejja Mingħajrek, ma min nista' inxerred ġidi? Il-fjuri xorta jibqgħu imutu kmieni Dak it-torri tal-għassa vojt daqs il-katakombi ma nistax nibqa' naħseb li għajnejk fuqi għax irrid nibqa' inħoss l-apprezzazjoni Fil-forma fiżikali ta' id fuq wiċċi [chorus] Iftaħ widdintek għat-tħabbit ta' qalbi li jgħaddu dirett minn ġo l-bibien Jiena miegħek inkun hemmek fl-ispirtu Basta li sa l-aħħar ma tinsiniex Iftaħ għajnek u ħares lejn tiegħi li jinsabu taħt id-dlam tal-bini Hemm fejn jien inkun qiegħda inpoġġi Inħares lejk waqt li qiegħed issaqqi [chorus] Iftaħ widdintek għat-tħabbit ta' qalbi li jgħaddu dirett minn ġo l-bibien Jiena miegħek inkun hemmek fl-ispirtu Basta li sa l-aħħar ma tinsiniex Iftaħ għajnek u ħares lejn tiegħi li jinsabu taħt id-dlam tal-bini Hemm fejn jien inkun qiegħda inpoġġi Inħares lejk waqt li qiegħed issaqqi - English - [Verse 1] Bloom, Garden of Flowers, you gave colour to my life. I fear the day I forget you. A thousand raindrops fall each day, yet you still crave more attention. The rain was never enough for you. Every time I leave you dry, I pay with blood. I love you, O greenery. I love you, I love you, I love you. Before you die, I’ll die for you, 'Cause I can’t imagine a life without you. [Verse 2] Bloom, Garden of Flowers, bloom from overconfidence, From those days when I lived only to water you. Wither, garden, wither from over-expectations. It’s your fault, you know I was never a gardener. I’ll be happy if a single leaf still lives; I know from there, you can still spread your fruits. Cursed am I if I wake to find only brown, For a new seed, I have none. [Verse 3] Bloom, Garden of Flowers, even though you were never mine. Without external magic, I would’ve never found you. The owner will understand if she finds nothing, But I know that would be against her wishes. O red rose, the first flower that bloomed, The elder, the one that stands out the most with its colour. Without you, flower, I would have lost interest, 'Cause I know, in the end, I will pick you for the lady. [Verse 4] For the lady of the tower, royally dressed, The woman who tends the fields And saves the people from a monotone life. That lady who gave me the first flower. Those doors of wood and metal are heavy, Keeping me from entering the castle to see you eye to eye. The withering has reached me here, in the farm, Where I’m still surrounded by butterflies. [Bridge] Where are you? I cannot wait another minute. The spring water keeps swirling around my legs. Without you, who can I share my fruits with? The flowers keep dying too soon. That watchtower is as empty as the catacombs. I cannot keep believing you’re still watching me, 'Cause I want to feel your appreciation Physically, with a hand on my face. [Chorus] Open your ears to the beating of my heart, That echoes directly through the doors. I will be there with you in spirit, As long as you don’t forget me in the end. Open your eyes and look into mine, Hidden beneath the building’s shadows. That is where I will be waiting, Watching over as you water. [Chorus] Open your ears to the beating of my heart, That echoes directly through the doors. I will be there with you in spirit, As long as you don’t forget me in the end. Open your eyes and look into mine, Hidden beneath the building’s shadows. That is where I will be waiting, Watching over as you water.

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