”Există o întreagă gamă a melancoliei: începe prin surâs şi peisaj şi sfârşeşte în dangăt de clopot spart în suflet. De aici, gustul diferit al lacrimilor.”
Emil Cioran
aug. 092024
OldSkull
aug. 092024
”When you’re gone!”
Melodie de: Bryan Adams feat. Melanie C.
When you’re gone!
I’ve been wandering around the house all night wondering what the hell to do
Yeah, I’m trying to concentrate, but all I can think of is you
Well, the phone don’t ring, ‘cause my friends ain’t home
I’m tired of being all alone
Got the TV on ‘cause the radio’s playing songs that remind me of you
Baby, when you’re gone, I realize I’m in love
Days go on and on and the nights just seem so long
Even food don’t taste that good
Drink ain’t doing what it should
Things just feel so wrong
Baby, when you’re gone
Yeah!
I’ve been driving up and down these streets
Trying to find somewhere to go
Yeah, I’m looking for a familiar face but, there’s no one I know
Oh, this is torture, this is pain
It feels like I’m gonna go insane
I hope you’re coming back real soon
‘Cause I don’t know what to do
Baby, when you’re gone (when you’re gone)
I realize I’m in love
Days go on and on (on and on)
And the nights just seem so long
Even food don’t taste that good
Drink ain’t doing what it should
Things just feel so wrong (uh, yeah)
Baby, when you’re gone
Oh, baby, when you’re gone (when you’re gone)
I realize I’m in love (so in love)
The days go on and on
And the nights just seem so long
Even food don’t taste that good (ah, ah)
Drink ain’t doing what it should
Things just feel so wrong (so wrong)
Baby, when you’re gone (yeah, gone)
Oh, baby, when you’re gone
Yeah, baby, when you’re gone
Date de la: Musixmatch
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aug. 092024
”Can You Handle It”
Melodie de: DNA feat. Sharon Redd
Can you handle it, can you handle it
Cause you ain’t had nothing like it
Can you handle it, can you handle it
Cause you ain’t had nothing like it
Boy, just to feel my touch
If you’re not prepared, it might be too much
Now you don’t have to take my word
Cause actions speak louder than words
And I will be heard
Can you handle it, can you handle it
Cause you ain’t had nothing like it
Can you handle it, can you handle it
Cause you ain’t had nothing like it
When it comes to love, I’m the best
Do you really think you can pass my test
Now here, your story’s not too high
Don’t feel like, you’re letting me down,
Cause all you can do is die
Can you handle it, can you handle it
Cause you ain’t had nothing like it
Can you handle it, can you handle it
Cause you ain’t had nothing like it
Can you handle it, ain’t nothing like it
Just to feel my touch, just might be too much for you baby, for you baby
Compozitori: Rodney Maurice Brown, Willie Jr. Lester.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 092024
”- … ştii de ce-L iubesc încă pe Dumnezeu?
– Pentru că e singur, ca mine… ca tine, a răspuns Mensur. Singur-singurel acolo sus pe undeva, fără un suflet cu care să vorbească – mă rog, poate câţiva îngeri, dar cât te poţi distra cu un heruvim? Bilioane de oameni se roagă la El: „O, Doamne, dă-mi reuşite, dă-mi bani, dă-mi un Ferrari, dă-mi aia, dă-mi aialaltă…„ Aceleaşi cuvinte iar şi iar, însă nimeni nu-şi prea dă osteneala să-L cunoască.
– Gândeşte-te ce fac oamenii când văd un accident pe şosea. Spun imediat: „Doamne fereşte!„. Poţi să crezi aşa ceva? Prima lor reacţie e să se gândească la ei înşişi, nu la victime. Atâtea rugăciuni sunt copii la indigo ale altora. Apără-mă, iubeşte-mă, ajută-mă, toate ţipă eu, eu, eu… Şi mai numesc asta pietate; eu aş numi-o egoism deghizat.”Elif Shafak
aug. 082024
”Atlantis”
Melodie de: Donovan
The continent of Atlantis was an island
Which lay before the Great Flood
In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean
So great an area of land
That from her western shores
Those beautiful sailors journeyed
To the South and the North Americas with ease
In their ships with painted sails
To the East, Africa was a neighbour
Across a short strait of sea miles
The great Egyptian age is but a remnant
Of The Atlantian culture
The antediluvian kings colonised the world
All the Gods who play in the mythological dramas
In all legends, from all lands, were from fair Atlantis
Knowing her fate
Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth
On board were the Twelve
The poet, the physician, the farmer, the scientist, the magician
And the other so-called Gods of our legends
Though Gods they were
And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind
Let us rejoice, and let us sing, and dance
And ring in the new
Hail, Atlantis!
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
Way down below the ocean
(She may, she may, she may)
Where I wanna be, she may be
My antediluvian baby
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna see you someday
My antediluvian baby
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My antediluvian baby
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
My antediluvian baby, I love you, girl
I wanna see you someday
My antediluvian baby, oh, yeah
I wanna see you someday
Oh, my antediluvian baby
Way down below the ocean
Where I wanna be, she may be
My antediluvian baby
I wanna see you
My antediluvian baby
Gotta tell me where she gone
I wanna see you someday
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, oh, yeah
Oh, club, club, down, down, yeah
My antediluvian baby
Compozitori: Dory Langdon Previn.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 082024
”Reverence”
Melodie de: Faithless
My name is Maxi Jazz and I ain’t no joke
I make you choke on the mic when I go for broke
When I come into a jam, I tear off my shirt
I have no knowledge of fear, ‘cause I’m here to do work (to do work-)
Kiss me neck
Ah, ah (kiss me neck), ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (kiss me neck)
Watch me ride
Take my words and the bass
Taste and then swallow me
You’re chasing the devil, ‘cause you’re level if you follow me
For quality, and I make no apology
For linking my thinking with computer technology
‘Cause this is like a modern day hymn for the new church
I search for the truth, I got a hole in my tooth
I’m uncouth, yes sir, I’m from a street university
Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity
And I would find the easy way out of a hard time
Petty crime sometime, but now I’m inclined to find
A fresh direction, kiss me neck
Check out the funky section
‘Cause this is the part where I start to rip up words
A comfort coming straight from my heart
I’m not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic
One special brew, I get pissed quick
And get sick, so I don’t do it no more
I won’t find peace of mind, rolling around the floor
The point I want to make is you can never escape from your fate
The mistake is to take without giving
From within, hah, you wanna know how I’m living
I’m cool, I’m looking after myself
And I could never place wealth before my spirit
I feel it’s unhealthy
The devil creep around your soul stealthy, stealthy
‘Til you get bold, rush the gold
And before you’re much older
Your soul is sold, where’s it getting you?
Competition starts swearing you
Gold-diggers setting you up
Soon be forgetting your existence
Do you need a for instance
I have to admire your persistence in sticking to a game plan
That brings you pain man, and at the end of the day, nothing is gained
So listen to the voice within, hah
I’ll see you later
Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator
(Slam; huh, yeah; slam, it’s gonna be, it’s gonna be, slam)
(Slam, slam, it’s gonna be, it’s gonna be, slam)
(Slam, slam, it’s gonna be, it’s gonna be, slam)
Quiet, still, you feel there’s nothing going on
Until you realise the space behind your eyes
Is filling up with something like peace
As your thoughts cease and pleasure grows in your soul
I ain’t a Christian, sometimes I feel like dissing ‘em, but listen
I’m just trying to tell you what I know
If you would once relax, chill to the max
These words on wax will cause sweet bells to ring in your soul
If I say God is alive, I know you wanna know why
Babies die, food don’t grow, why? Trains smash, planes crash
Situation mash and slam, bam your fellow man
Money’s in fashion, huh, it ain’t rational
Because damn it, he didn’t just give us the planet
And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself, hah
The Lord has been here. His voice is small
You keep lying and trying, denying the call from inside
You can’t hide responsibility
So decide from today just how it’s gonna be
Thou shalt have no other God but me
He can set you free see, but you have to listen
And who’s that false idol I see you kissing?
Money, success and untold wealth, good health
And all you have to do is love yourself
It’s a fact, you’ll attract all the things that you lack
So just chill, and get off the racetrack
And take a pace back, face facts, it’s your decision
You don’t need eyes to see, you need vision
Continue to view the Lord as being separated
And you’re living a lie that’s been perpetrated
For many centuries, I’m on a mission
These facts in my rap, ah, I don’t sing
But I want to share the peace that they bring
My name is G.O.D
The Grand Oral Disseminator
Compozitori: Ayalah Deborah Bentovim, Rollo Armstrong, Winston Riley, Alexander Fraser Maxwell.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 082024
”Trebuie să admiţi că destinul este un stăpân, care depăşeşte prin combinaţii neprevăzute, infinit de variate, tot ceea ce biata noastră imaginaţie ar putea să conceapă…”
Michel Zevaco, ”Cavalerii Pardaillan”, vol. IX
aug. 082024
„Fortress Around Your Heart”
Melodie de: Sting
Under the ruins of a walled city
Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light
No flags of truce, no cries of pity
The siege guns had been pounding through the night
It took a day to build the city
We walked through its streets in the afternoon
As I returned across the fields I’d known
I recognised the walls that I once made
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I’d laid
And if I’ve built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
Then I went off to fight some battle
That I’d invented inside my head
Away so long for years and years
You probably thought, or even wished that I was dead
While the armies all are sleeping
Beneath the tattered flag we’d made
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I’d laid
And if I’ve built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
This prison has now become your home
A sentence you seem prepared to pay
It took a day to build the city
We walked through its streets in the afternoon
As I returned across the lands I’d known
I recognised the fields where I’d once played
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I’d laid
And if I’ve built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
Compozitori: Gordon Matthew Sumner.
Date de la: azlyrics.com
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aug. 062024
”Dancing Shoes”
Melodie de: Arctic Monkeys
Get on your dancing shoes
There’s one thing on your mind
Hoping they’re looking for you
Sure you’ll be rummaging through
Oh and the shit, shock, horror
You’ve seen your future bride
Yeah, but it’s oh so absurd
For you to say the first word so you’re waiting and waiting and
The only reason that you came
So what you scared for?
Well, don’t you always do the same?
It’s what you there for, don’t you know?
The lights are flashing
Down in here tonight
And some might exchange a glance
But keep pretending to dance
Don’t act like it’s not happening
As if it’s impolite
To go and mention your name
Instead you’ll just do the same as they all do and hope for the best
The only reason that you came
So what you scared for?
Well, don’t you always do the same?
It’s what you’re there for, but no
Get on your dancing shoes
You sexy little swine
Hoping they’re looking for you
Sure you’ll be rummaging through
I said, the shit, shock, horror
You’ve seen your future bride, yeah
Yeah, but it’s oh so absurd
For you to say the first word so you’re waiting and waiting
Compozitori: Alex Turner.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 062024
”The Valleys of New Orleans”
Melodie de: The Veils
Someday the walls will tremble with terrible flames here
‘Til the mouth of some hurricane sweeps them away
And If I had either love or fortune I’d shed them both here
But those cards are so rarely played I’ve hid them away
The valleys of New Orleans
The valleys of New Orleans
Oh Stanley I’ve heard you laughing your way around here
There’s a game that I wish to play, so slow down
I found another in Sidneys’ pocket, she knows my name
And she says she wants to drive all night in the dark through all
The valleys of New Orleans
The valleys of New Orleans
Sidney says God is watching so don’t fear now
She says he’s bound to come, give him time
Her mouth is the taste of sea salt and saddled rum
She speaks in a vagrant language I’d heard once in a film about
The valleys of New Orleans
The valleys of New Orleans
The valleys of New Orleans
The valleys of New Orleans
Compozitori: Finn Andrews.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 062024
”Încă din fragedă tinerețe și până în vremurile de față, eu, ca unul care pururi am fost înflăcărat de o iubire înălțătoare și curată, poate cu mult mai înălțătoare și mai curată decât s-ar cuveni umilei mele stări – așa precum ar putea crede unii, din cele câte povestesc – deși găsit-am laudă și prețuire la aceia care îmi aflaseră iubirea și erau oameni înțelepți, cu toate aceste, zic, mi-a fost nespus de greu s-o îndur, și nu din pricina cruzimii femeii îndrăgite, ci din pricina văpăii în care ardeam muncit de doruri nesățioase; iară văpaia aceasta, neîngăduindu-mi să găsesc în nici un chip vreo alinare, adesea mă făcea să simt mai multă amărăciune decât ar fi trebuit. Or, în amărăciunea aceasta, cuvintele de bine ale câte unui prieten și mângâierile lui mi-au adus atâta ușurare, încât sunt pe deplin încredințat că numai datorită lor se face c-am scăpat cu viață.”
Giovanni Boccaccio, ”Decameronul”
aug. 062024
”N-am nimic decât inima:
Ți-o dau.
Am un bordei în pădure, cu căprioare
Te primesc în el.
Am un pat de frunze:
Te-nvelesc cu el.
N-am bijuterii de purtat
Dar îți dau toate stelele cerului, că sunt ale mele.
Te voi purta cu Carul Mic prin pădure și în
Carul Mare prin toată lumea.
Mai am pentru tine, departe, departe… o salbă de luni.
Și mai am ceva pentru tine: INIMA…
Ia-mi-o și poart-o!”Tudor Arghezi
aug. 042024
”Dressed for Success”
Melodie de: Roxette
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Tried to make it little by little
Tried to make it bit by bit on my own
Quit the job, the grey believers
Another town where I get close to the bone
Whatcha gonna tell your brother?
Oh, oh, oh!
Whatcha gonna tell your father?
I don’t know!
Whatcha gonna tell your mother?
Let me go
I’m gonna get dressed for success,
Shaping me up for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shapin’ it up for your love
For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I’m not afraid, a trembling flower
I’ll feed your heart and blow the dust from your eyes
And in the dark, things happen faster
I love the way you sway your hips next to mine
Whatcha gonna tell your brother?
Oh, oh, oh!
Whatcha gonna tell your father?
I don’t know!
Whatcha gonna tell your mother?
Let me go
I’m gonna get dressed for success
Shaping me up for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shapin’ it up for your love
Look sharp!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatcha gonna tell your brother?
Oh-o-u-o-oh!
Whatcha gonna tell your father?
I don’t know!
Whatcha gonna tell your mother?
Let me go
Dressed for success
I’m gonna get dressed for success
I’m gonna get dressed for success
Hittin’ a spot for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shapin’ it up for your love
For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Compozitori: Per Hakan Gessle.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 032024
”Who Can It Be Now?”
Melodie de: Men At Work
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go ‘way, don’t come ‘round here no more
Can’t you see that it’s late at night?
I’m very tired and I’m not feeling right
All I wish is to be alone
Stay away, don’t you invade my home
Best off if you hang outside
Don’t come in, I’ll only run and hide
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor
If he hears, he’ll knock all day
I’ll be trapped and here I’ll have to stay
I’ve done no harm, I keep to myself
There’s nothing wrong with my state of mental health
I like it here with my childhood friend
Here they come, those feelings again!
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Is it the man come to take me away?
Why do they follow me?
It’s not the future that I can see
It’s just my fantasy, yeah
Ooh, who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
(Ooh ooh) Who can it be now?
(Oh, wee oh) Who can it, Who can it
(Ooh ooh) Who can it be now?
(Ooh ooh wee) Yeah yeah yeah
Compozitori: Colin James Hay.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
aug. 032024
”De ce te-oi fi iubind, femeie visătoare,
care mi te-ncolăceşti ca un fum, ca o viţă-de-vie
în jurul pieptului, în jurul tâmplelor,
mereu fragedă, mereu unduitoare?
De ce te-oi fi iubind, femeie gingaşă
ca firul de iarbă ce taie în două
luna văratecă, azvârlind-o în ape, despărţită de ea însăşi
ca doi îndrăgostiţi după îmbrăţişare?…
De ce te-oi fi iubind, ochi melancolic,
soare căprui răsărindu-mi peste umăr,
trăgând după el un cer de miresme
cu nouri subţiri fără umbră?
De ce te-oi fi iubind, oră de neuitat,
care-n loc de sunete
goneşte-n jurul inimii mele
o herghelie de mânji cu coame rebele?
De ce te-oi fi iubind atâta, iubire,
vârtej de-anotimpuri colorând un cer
(totdeauna altul, totdeauna aproape)
ca o frunză căzând. Ca o răsuflare-aburită de ger…”Nichita Stănescu, ”Cântec fără răspuns”