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sabbra cadabra - de Little Eagle la: 01/05/2004 16:01:47
(la: De ce sexul in public e dezaprobat?)

"Feel so good I feel so fine
Love that little lady always on my mind
Gives me lovin'every night and day
Never gonna leave her,never goin' away

Someone to love me
You know she makes me feel alright
Someone who needs me
Love me every single night

Feel so happy since I met that girl
When we're making love it's something
out of this world

Feels so good to know that she's all mine
Going to love that woman 'till the end
of time

Someone to live for
Love me 'till the end of time
Makes me feel happy
Good to know that she's all mine

Lovely lady make love all night long
Lovely lady never do me wrong
I don't wanna leave ya
I never wanna leave ya,anymore no more

Lovely lady,mystifying eyes
Lovely lady,she don't tell me no lies
I know I'll never leave ya
I'm never gonna leave ya anymore
no more."


Din albumul"Sabbath Bloody Sabbath"/Black Sabbath/1973

Ozzy Osbourne-lyrics&vocals
Bill Ward- drums&percussion
Geezer Butler-Bass
Tony Iommy-guitars

Guest:Rick Wakeman-piano&synthesiser

LOVE&PEACE,
Ozzy
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Daniel,am una pt. tine,mi-a venit asa aiurea deodata:
"Hey,look: the clothes have no emperor."
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Adios muchachos








































Edgar Allan Poe - de fefe la: 19/11/2004 00:36:30
(la: Cele mai frumoase poezii)
Inca una ca sa fie cu sotz.



TO ONE IN PARADISE
( 1834 )
by Edgar Allan Poe

Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.

Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
"On! on!"- but o'er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!

For, alas! alas! me
The light of Life is o'er!
"No more- no more- no more-"
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree
Or the stricken eagle soar!

And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams-
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.


-THE END-

bright:(( - de alex andra la: 05/02/2008 15:40:27
(la: [Hin]dusa departe - Got coffee? II)
uaaaaaaaa ! uaaaaaaa ! Love me ! love me do ! Pretty please:)
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ah, lelitule - de anisia la: 04/03/2011 08:50:59
(la: privire în gol)
vezi ca-i zisei acelasi lucru vulpii fara sa citesc comentariul tau... ha, great minds think alike - you and me, love :- lol
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Hakiko văzu un cireș înflorit în mijlocul taifunului - de Horia D la: 22/04/2012 13:31:17
(la: wa)
si spuse inflacarat "me love you long time"
"Dance me to the children, wh - de Daniel Racovitan la: 29/09/2003 09:23:43
(la: Marele Eveniment)
"Dance me to the children, who are askin' to be born / Dance me to the curtains, that our kisses have outworn / Dance me with your naked eye, be my homeward dove / And dance me, to the end of love" (citat aproximativ, din memorie)

"Dance me to the end of love" un cantec despre statornicia in dragoste pana la moarte. Videoclipul: fotografii de nunta din tinerete, vechi de zeci de ani, alternand cu imaginile unor batrani tinandu-se de mana pe culoarele unei case de batrani...

Versul "Dance me to their beauty, where they're burning violins" e o aluzie la crematoriile din lagarele naziste, la intrarea carora erau pusi detinutii sa cante la violoncele piese de camera, in timp ce nenorocitii erau arsi...

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All you need is love... - de Little Eagle la: 29/04/2004 16:17:41
(la: Iubirea-cum e ea vazuta?)
Dear Liah,

Ai ales cel mai greu subiect posibil in existenta omenirii din toate p.d.v.
Este oare un sentiment nascut din suflet ori e legat de instinct ori de amindoua?
Tare greu de raspuns in sens ideal sau obiectiv ideal,pentru ca atita vreme cit exista ego va avea mai mult decit numeroase interpretari in mintea si sufletul nostru atit de imperfect incit opiniile vor fi mereu diferite de la unul la altul.

Exista si iubirea divina sau pt. Dumnezeu de ex.si ar trebui sa fie cea mai reala posibil dincolo de materialismul vietii si deci separata de iubirea dintre noi ca fiinte umane.La fel e si iubirea pt. natura si animale si deci mediul inconjurator,mai exista si cea pt. bani si cum spui tu pt. satisfacerea nevoilor,personal nu o consider ..iubire ci doar un act de instinct,animalul din noi inca va fi prezent multa vreme in fiecare,mai ales in barbati.
Si totusi cind iubesti faci dragoste si este altceva,dincolo de instinct pt. ca iubesti si sufletul iti spune asta.

Eminescu a fost un geniu,un artist si totodata infrint in iubirea pt. Veronica,a vazut-o sfirsita in el insusi,subiectiv a refuzat sa mai creada in iubire si multi se inchid in ei insisi si considera ca iubirea nu exista pt. ca ei nu au putut ajunge la visul lor personal de a o implini.
El a fost mult influentat de Shopenhauer care a fost un filosof pesimistic in sinea lui dar a scris lucruri totusi f. la adevar.

Iubirea,dragostea exista zi de zi,Liah,chiar daca nu o vezi acum de ex. in tine
o vei vedea si intilni cindva pt. tine insuti,dar ea EXISTA in jurul tau in orice secunda,o vezi pe starda la tineri si batrini ea este si daca o vezi la altii atunci o vei vedea mereu in tine.
Nu este o aberatie,este o realitate nascuta din noi,nu toti insa avem acel sentiment pur si sincer si asta ne face si indepartati unii de altii,vorbim in numele dragostei si pe la spate urim pe unul sau altul ori ocupam vreo tara in numele ...dragostei de a aduce...libertate si fericire,ori si mai rau,cream razboaie in numele Lui Dumnezeu,care este dragoste doar si iubire.

A iubi este mai mult decit f.f.f. dificil.
Ce este iubirea absoluta?Ea se arata in tine atunci cind incetezi a te iubi pe tine insuti si vei iubi chiar pe dusmanul tau la fel cum te-ai iubi pe tine insuti.
Stiu,suna biblic dar este adevarata iubire.
Putem face asta?NU!
Eu nu spun ca nu au existat sau exista oameni care au dovedit asta in trecut sau prezent,dar...ii numeri pe degete din toata omenirea.
Ei au atins acea iubire absoluta.

NU e nevoie sa invingi ...singuratatea pt. a iubi.Si la fel nu trebuie sa cauti sa fii iubit(a) prin orice acte de bravura sau caritate.A cauta ...un fel de recompensa monetara sau verbala pt. ca ai facut un bine din dragoste,deja anuleaza total ce ai facut.
Devine o flatare a egoului.
Nu stiu ce virsta ai,dar din textele tale banuiesc ca esti f. tinara,poate la liceu chiar,e o virsta si te rog iarta-ma ca spun asta,cam ingrata si care e si normal sa fie asa,si eu am trecut prin ea si multi altii,dar poate gresesc virsta ta si atunci iarta-ma din nou,imi pari o persoana visatoare si inteligenta si e perfect OK with me!!!
Orice virsta ai avea NU are importanta,eu si la 48 ani ce am , tot visator si idealist am ramas,daca nu chiar mai rau ca un baby.
Firea omului se schimba dar in esenta nu prea mult,tot adolescenti vom ramine pina la moarte.

Iubirea la timpurile lui Shakespeare este idealista,dar oare nu am trecut toti prin ea?Cineva trebuia sa puna in scris sentimentele noastre sa ne descoperim sau re-descoperim.
Imi aduc aminte acum de iubiri trecute prin care am trecut si le privesc in mine cu nostalgie dar azi e prezentul si iubesc sotia mea f. mult si ea la fel pe mine,poate ea chiar mai mult.
Dar crede-ma ca de multe ori ma intreb daca sint real capabil de a iubi cu adevarat,ceva lipseste si deseori ma gindesc ca nu-s in stare de a iubi.
Mi se pare f. greu sa inteleg inca acest sentiment in reala lui forta si a-l descrie e si mai dificil,eu cred ca nu-s capabil de a iubi cu adevarat.
Nu ma intelege gresit,o iubesc mult pe Marilyn si mi-as da viata in orice secunda pt. ea,dar nu stiu cum sa iubesc cu adevarat,mi se pare mereu ca nu pot fi in stare.
A iubi desigur inseamna a te sacrifica si a uita de tine pt. cea(l)drag(a) tie,dar
pt. mine personal inca NU stiu real sa iubesc.

Incerc sa iubesc pe Dumnezeu,dar la fel nu ma simt in stare,pt. mine a spune ca iubesti nu e de ajuns si nici a face ceva extraordinar,sau eroic nu e reala iubire ce o caut,dar stiu ca ea exista pt. ca sufletul imi spune asta dar nu-s pregatit inca pt. ea.
Cred in iubire,in realitate de m-ai vedea par un tough guy,genul de bouncers
in baruri care bat pe cei ce produc necazuri si ii dau afara in suturi,in fapt nu-s prea departe ca fizic(am mai slabit insa)de Tony Soprano.
Si totusi iti spun ca ...imi dau lacrimi la filme de dragoste si drama.
Marilyn m-a schimbat f. mult de cind sintem impreuna din 1989 si casatoriti in 1990.
Si totusi nu stiu daca eu iti pot da un raspuns la subiectul tau...
Eu cred ca iubirea este totul in creatie si chiar daca sintem plini de ego si ipocrizie,trebuie sa o gasim nu doar in noi ci in tot ce ne inconjoara,de la firul ierbii la om si sa mai uitam de noi insine cind facem asta;daca nu vom da peste ea,cel putin vom fi mai aproape de noi insine caci in final iubirea ne leaga pe toti indiferent de culoare,natie ori sex sau religie.
Cred in iubire si dragoste,ea exista!

LOVE&PEACE,
Ozzy
Machine Gun - de Little Eagle la: 27/05/2004 16:03:15
(la: Despre Alegerile din S.U.A.: De ce trebuie sa votam pt. GWB.)
"Happy New Year first of all.I hope we'll have a million years or two million more of them...If we can get over this summer.Right.I'd like to dedicate this one to the draggin' scene yhat's goin'on,all the soldiers that are fightin' in Chicago,Milwaukee and New York...Oh yes,and all the soldiers fightin' in Vietnam.like to do a thing called'Machine Gun".

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart
Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart.

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill ya
Even though we're only families apart.

Well I pick my axe and fight like a bomber
(You know what I mean)
Hey and your bullets
Keep me knocking me down.

Hey I pick my axe
Yeah but you still blast me down to the ground.

The same way you shoot me down baby
You'll be going just the same
Three times the pain
And your own self to blame
Hey machine gun.

I ain't afraid of your mess no more
I ain'afraid no more
After a while your cheap talk
Don't even cause me pain
So let your bullets fly like rain.

'Cause I know all this time you're wrong baby
And you'll be goin' just the same
Yeah machine gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah yeah alright
Tearing my family apart.

Don't you shoot him down
He's about to live here
Don't you shoot him down
He's got to stay here
He ain't goin' nowhere
He-s been shot down to the ground
Oh where he can survive no no.

Yeah that's what we don't wanna hear any more,alright
No bullets,no guns,no bombs
No nothin',just let's all live and live
You know,instead of killing."

Jimi Hendrix live at Filmore East in NY in noaptea de anul nou1969-1970.
Band of gypsys:
Jimi:lyrics,guitar,composer
Billy Cox:bass
Buddy Miles:drums

Jimi a murit pe 18 Sep.1970....eram in anul 1 de liceu si toti din clasa mea am refuzat sa mergem la scoala in acea zi,eram 34,am invadat o berarie si stat in liniste si baut pt. Jimi.
Asa eram pe atunci noi.Azi doar 4-6 au ramas in Romania....interesant nu?
restul am plecat care pe unde ne-a chemat soarta,pana in 1982,unii in Franta,altii in USa,unii in Germania,altii in Israel,Anglia.

Am scris acest faimos cantec al lui Jimi pt. ca sunt impotriva razboiului de orice fel si de oriunde.
El a fost impotriva razboiului.Mama lui Jimi cat si bunica lui au fost din natia de indieni Cherokee,bunica lui a plecat insa in Canada.Jimi a trait mai mult cu ea
pt. ca parintii lui au divortat cand era mic.A invatat acel wisdom indian de la bunica lui.
Bunica lui i-a spus ca va avea o viata scurta....dar in ultimii 6 ani din viata va deveni mare in toata lumea si asa a fost sa fie....NIMENI in istoria muzicii de la anii 60 incoace,va putea egala geniul lui.

Din primul lui grup(in London)"Jimi Hendrix Experience",azi toti au decedat...
recent,in anul asta Mitch Mitchell si Noel Redding.

Mereu l-am iubit pe Jimi si muzica lui.

cu drag,
Love&peace brothers and sisters,
Ozzy(Little Eagle Who Cries)



















































































































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Pt.LMC/from Ozzy with love - de Little Eagle la: 02/07/2004 03:39:16
(la: PUTEREA RUGACIUNII)
Dear Sis,
Got your faxes,thanks,I believe...I can quit drinking again?Oh well....riders on the storm...the J.D. is still by my working desk...second one,I don't know .

HAVE A DRINK ON ME...
Dar uite....DE CE scriu in engleza????Pt. ca -s beat aproape mort?Pt. ca am devenit...Jim Morrisson din nou si Ozzy?niste betivi si drug addicts si cu toate astea genii in muzica???

Nu e vina ta si a nimanui,e a mea,sunt o fire sensibila,adica daca fac o tampenie,nu-i de ajuns sa-mi cer iertare,trebuie sa ma pedepsesc ori sa o iau pe betii si droguri,nu stiu cum am ajuns sa traiesc ....atatia ani.....?

Sambata ce a trecut dupa ce te-am vorbit asa de rau...a fi artist si boem NU e o scuza a la Ozzy sau Jim...am vorbit la tel. cu fratele meu indian Navajo si mi-a spus ca un prieten comun(Dark Owl) care avea 25 ani si era din tribul comanchee(il aveti voi in CA,e tara lor acolo!)s-a sinucis prin o.d.si coma alcoholica.....am plans pt. el....nu sunt om de atunci,nu mai vreau sa lucrez,vreau sa beau si sa mor maine,I don't give a damn!!!!

Asta sunt.Cum sunt ori ma acceptati ori nu,dar eu va iubesc pe toti deopotriva cu tot sufletul meu....negru,daca va place Ozzy sau Jim atunci desigur ca va va place si de mine.

Am sa-ti scriu darling despre arta si am sa-ti si trimit email daca imi dai adresa,sa vezi ceea ce am pictat si fac azi.NU-ti fie teama de mine!!!!!!!!
NU ai sa dai peste cineva mai sincer ca mine....oricum as fi ....
Cine vrea sa vorbeasca cu mine,aveti deja telefoanele mele scrise lui LMC la indemana.

I love you all si trebuie sa inchei cu un cantec al Grupului meu,Black Sabbath,din 1973....cand Ozzy era cu ei si era sufletul grupului....a fost insa dat afara pt. ca era si devenise pe la 1978 un total betiv si drug addict...nici ca mai putea canta.....ce sa mai zic de Jim Morrisson....la 1970 a murit la 29 ani,cara sticla de whiskey pe scena cand cantas...precum Janice Joplin....e ciudat cum 3 GENII in muzica au murit in acelasi an...1970....Adauga la ei 2 pe Jimmi Hendrix!!!!
N-au apucat 30 ani.......scrie-mi,are importanta ca sunt ce sunt? NU am politica in mine,Poti fi ce vrei tu sa fii,e okay with me,la fel si eu sunt...just a rider in the storm....a traveler in time,who cares about politics in the end?

Hai sa fim toti frati si surori si sa nu ne mai certam si sa ne injuram,are vreun sens?NU!!!!!Si ...vorbesc din...experienta!!!!!!!!
Sa avem discutii sincere si cuminti,la cortul nostru,in cercul nostru intim,si ne spunem TOT ce avem pe suflet,oricat de negru ar fi el,ne curatam prin noi insine,si apoi invatam sa ne iubim pt. ca LOVE IS THE BEST FEELING ON EARTH!!!Got it?Love&peace?from a drunk and a drug addict???Un om ca mine trebuie sa dea lectii?

Magdalena,NU imi cer iertare acum doar tie,ci tuturor pe care i-am ranit prin cuvintele mele la adrersa ta,indirect pe voi toti v-am injurat si NU e corect,Nu este drept...!Un brave warrior nu se comporta asa......dar sufar desrtul de 4 zile,cu 1 luna in urma m-am lasat de fumat complet,de9 luni sunt vegetarian,
Nu am baut decat la mari ocazii.....de 4 zile beau de nu mai stiu de mine....sa ma iau de mana cu alt tip ce am cunoscut cu 10 ani in urma......poate nu mai e nevoie sa -ti dai seama cine e....tot universul stie cine e!!!!!Keith Richards.....

....satisfaction....HELL...It's only Rolling Stones,babe....

Promit sa-ti mai scriu.Multumesc pt. faxes,da-mi adresa si-ti trimit orice flori vrei tu,am crezut ca o cutie de bomboane Godiva(My favorite),va fi ca un sarut
tie.

Love&peace,
Ozzy(Little Eagle Who Cries)


















































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"Garcia Márquez's Farewell to His Friends" - de Florin si atat la: 28/08/2004 22:04:59
(la: Avem timp)
Poezia de mai sus imi aduce aminte de
"Garcia Márquez's Farewell to His Friends"

Initial atribuita lui Garcia Machez, a fost o pacaleala. Detaiile le puteti gasi la:

http://www.psa-rising.com/voices/farewell/index.htm

http://www.psa-rising.com/voices/farewell/index.htm

If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say.
I would value things not for how much they are worth but rather for what they mean.
I would sleep little, dream more. I know that for each minute that we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.
I would walk when the others loiter; I would awaken when the others sleep.
I would listen when the others speak, and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream.
If God would bestow on me a scrap of life, I would dress simply, I would throw myself flat under the sun, exposing not only my body but also my soul.
My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun to come out. With a dream of Van Gogh I would paint on the stars a poem by Benedetti, and a song by Serrat would be my serenade to the moon.
With my tears I would water the roses, to feel the pain of their thorns and the incarnated kiss of their petals...My God, if I only had a scrap of life...
I wouldn't let a single day go by without saying to people I love, that I love them.
I would convince each woman or man that they are my favourites and I would live in love with love.
I would prove to the men how mistaken they are in thinking that they no longer fall in love when they grow old--not knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love. To a child I would give wings, but I would let him learn how to fly by himself. To the old I would teach that death comes not with old age but with forgetting. I have learned so much from you men....
I have learned that everybody wants to live at the top of the mountain without realizing that true happiness lies in the way we climb the slope.
I have learned that when a newborn first squeezes his father's finger in his tiny fist, he has caught him forever.
I have learned that a man only has the right to look down on another man when it is to help him to stand up. I have learned so many things from you, but in the end most of it will be no use because when they put me inside that suitcase, unfortunately I will be dying.

A Dacian's Prayer - de DESTIN la: 18/09/2004 20:34:15
(la: SUFLETUL ESTE NEMURITOR)
Am incercat sa traduc in limba engleza poezia lui Eminescu,"Rugaciunea unui dac" la solicitarea unor amici si prieteni americani.

Rog a se interveni in ajutor daca traducerea este greoaie sau poate fi imbunatatita.

A Dacian's Prayer

When death did not exist, nor yet eternity,
Before the seed of life had first set living free,
When yesterday was nothing, and time had not begun,
And one included all things, and all was less than one,
When sun and moon and sky, the stars, the spinning earth
Were still part of the things that had not come to birth,
And You quite lonely stood... I ask myself with awe,
Who is this mighty God we bow ourselves before.

Ere yet the Gods existed already He was God
And out of endless water with fire the lightning shed;
He gave the Gods their reason, and joy to earth did bring,
He brought to man forgiveness, and set salvation's spring
Lift up your hearts in worship, a song of praise enfreeing,
He is the death of dying, the primal birth of being.

To him I owe my eyes that I can see the dawn,
To him I owe my heart wherein is pity born;
Whene'er I hear the tempest, I hear him pass along
Midst multitude of voices raised in a holy song;
And yet of his great mercy I beg still one behest:
That I at last be taken to his eternal rest.

Be curses on the fellow who would my praise acclaim,
But blessings upon him who does my soul defame;
Believe no matter whom who slanders my renown,
Give power to the arm that lifts to strike me down;
Let him upon the earth above all others loom
Who steals away the stone that lies upon my tomb.

Hunted by humanity, let me my whole life fly
Until I feel from weeping my very eyes are dry;
Let everyone detest me no matter where I go,
Until from persecution myself I do not know;
Let misery and horror my heart transform to stone,
That I may hate my mother, in whose love I have grown;
Till hating and deceiving for me with love will vie,
And I forget my suffering, and learn at last to die.

Dishonoured let me perish, an outcast among men;
My body less than worthy to block the gutter then,
And may, o God of mercy, a crown of diamonds wear
The one who gives my heart the hungry dogs to tear,
While for the one who in my face does callous fling a clod
In your eternal kingdom reserve a place, o God.

Thus only, gracious Father, can I requitance give
That you from your great bounty vouched me the joy to live;
To gain eternal blessings my head I do not bow,
But rather ask that you in hating compassion show.
Till comes at last the evening, your breath will mine efface,
And into endless nothing I go, and leave no trace.

PS Thanks! Denysa, tie iti apartine ideea de a veni cu aceasta poezie pe aceasta tema.

Cine se teme de suferinta...va suferi de teama.

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love love love - de atharva la: 11/05/2005 16:30:29
(la: iubire? acum serios vorbind...)
mai ori is eu stupida ori asa e...daca nu ii dai drumul unei pasari din colivie, sigur nu va zbura...doar daca are loc in colivie, dar sa nu divagam...la fel shi cu sufletu' asta, daca tu il tii bine legat, si incuiat, cum sa ajunga cineva la el...?noi oamenii ne inchidem repede dupa un esec in dragoste, fara sa ne gandim ca dragostea e undeva dupa colt, asteapta sa o descoperim, si sa ne minunam de frumusetea ei...parerea mea!
"Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above [...]
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn..."
Come Cover Me-Nightwish - de Cri Cri la: 27/05/2006 12:52:04
(la: Ce melodie iubiti acum?)
Come wet a widow`s eye
Cover the night with your love
Dry the rain from my beaten face
Drink the wine the red sweet taste of mine

Come cover me with you
For the thrill
Till you will take me in
Come comfort me in you
Young love must
Live twice only for us

For me
For you
Time devours passion`s beauty
With me
With you
In war for the love of you
(Tonight any dream will do)

Not a world but your fine grace
Seduction in sleepwalker`s land
November dressed in May on your face
Holding us now the lovecropper`s hand

Come cover me with you...
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He who laughs last thinks slowest.
"Somebody to love" - de proletaru la: 08/07/2006 22:13:48
(la: The Ball Room)
.... mai e una de imi merge la suflet....

Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?

(He works hard)

Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah

Oh Lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!

Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Oh, I'm in love, I'm in love, - de Marlene_ la: 19/12/2006 21:38:48
(la: Boala dragoste)
Oh, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm crazy, la, la, la,
Da Baloo hai sa cantam:

Can't you see what you do to me baby?
You make me crazy, you make me act like a maniac.
I'm like a lunatic, you make me sick
You truly are the only one who can do this to me
You just make me get so crazy.
I go skitzo, I get so insane I just go skitzophrenic
One minute I want to slit your throat
The next I want sex.
You make me crazy,
the way we act like 2 maniacs in the sac
We fuck like 2 jackrabbits
And maybe that's a bad habit.
Cuz the next day we're right back at it
In the same exact pattern
What the fuck is the matter with us
We can't figure out if it's
Lust or it's love ...
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apropo de "dance me..." - de maan la: 04/01/2008 20:14:52 Modificat la: 04/01/2008 20:15:57
(la: (Ma mai) primiti cu colinda?)
povestea Racovitan (cred) acum vreo patru ani (deja, uh!) ca melodia asta i-a fost inspirata lui cohen (care e evreu) de orchestra de detinuti pe care-o formau nazistii si pe care-o puneau sa cante in timp ce-a ardeau pe-ai lor de partea cealalta a peretelui.


"Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love"
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noapte buna - de irma la: 18/05/2009 21:26:49
(la: Muzica)


Now that mountains of meaningless words
and oceans divide us
And we each have our own set of stars
to comfort and guide us
Come into my sleep
Come into my sleep, oh yeah
Dry your eyes and do not weep
Come into my sleep

Swim to me through the deep blue sea
upon the scattered stars set sail
Fly to me through this love-lit night
from one thousand miles away
And come into my sleep
Come into my sleep oh yeah
As midnight nears and shadows creep
Come into my sleep

Bind my dreams up in your tangled hair
For I am sick at heart, my dear
Bind my dreams up in your tangled hair
For all the sorrow it will pass, my dear

Take your accusation, your recriminations
and toss them into the ocean blue
Leave your regrets and impossible longings
and scatter them across the sky behind you
And come into my sleep
Come into my sleep
For my soul to comfort and keep
Come into my sleep

For my soul to comfort and keep - my sleep

Come on,
Come on,
Come on,
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Elizabeth Barret-Browning - de modigliani la: 23/01/2010 20:15:00
(la: Cele mai frumoase poezii)

Sonetele unei portugheze



XV


Accuse me not, beseech thee, that i wear
too calm and sad a face in front of thine;
for we two look two ways, and cannot shine
with the same sunlight on our brown and hair.

On me thou lookest, with no doubting care,
as on a bee shut in a crystalline, -
since sorrow hath shut me safe in love's divine,
and to spread wing and fly in outer air.

Were most impossible failure, if I strove
to fail so. But I look on thee...on thee...
beholding, beside love, the end of love,

Hearing oblivion beyond memory!
As one who sits and gazes from above,
over the rivers to the bitter sea.



Nu mă mustra, te rog, chiar dacă par
să flutur trist un zîmbet liniștit...
Noi nu ne-asemănăm, căci felurit
în păr ne joacă soarele-al său jar.

Cînd mă privești - biet suflet ispitit
sînt ca albina prinsă-n chihlimbar.
Nu pot să-mi flutur aripile iar...
Sînt ferecată. M-am îndrăgostit.

Să-ncerc să zbor cînd lațul strîns mă ține?
Dar cînd pe tine te privesc...pe tine...
văd dragostea, dar văd și-al ei sfîrșit.

Văd dincolo de amintiri - uitarea,
ca de pe-o culme cel care-a zărit
amară, dincolo de rîuri, marea.



*** - de nyx la: 16/12/2010 06:28:13
(la: "Nicolae Gutsa épate...)
din punctul meu de vedere muzica aia de se ridica azi prin top-uri nu e cu nimic mai buna decat maneaua lui guta.


uite un exemplu care ma scoate din minti, o mostra de porcarie sinistra pe cateva acorduri care se repeta obsesiv si agresiv.
mesajul e pe masura.
adanc.
ca o balta pe un trotar bine nivelat.

ete videoclipul:




voala si versurili:


'You belong to me...
I belong to you...
Fire from my heart..
Burning just for you..
When you're far away
I`m in love with you
Feeling that so high
Walking like do you... (x2)

Walking like do you...

Fly like you do it
Like you're high
Like you do it
Like you fly
Like you do it
Lïke a women

Fly like you do it
Like you're high
Like you do it
Like you try
Like you do it
Like a women

haaaaa.................
la la la..............
GO!
extraordinar ... - de proud la: 24/07/2014 15:09:34
(la: Ce muzica mai ascultati ?)



SIA LYRICS
"Chandelier"

Party girls don't get hurt
Can't feel anything, when will I learn?
I push it down, push it down

I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone's blowin' up, ringin' my doorbell
I feel the love, feel the love

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink

Throw 'em back 'til I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier

But I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

Sun is up, I'm a mess
Gotta get out now, gotta run from this
Here comes the shame, here comes the shame

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink

Throw 'em back 'til I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier

But I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

On for tonight
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight
On for tonight
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight
On for tonight

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