To me and to you
There’s no difference for us
Again, avail
Your heart’s some trust
Let’s open it
Be strong
Cut out
Its lung
Be gentle
Get on
There’s no spanish comic strip
Give up, for real
Make sure you’ve got your gun
Let’s open it
Be strong
Cut out
Its lung
Let’s open it
Be strong
Cut out
Its lung
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Date de la: azlyrics.com
”Mă ridic în mâini pe marginea polobocului cu ovăz şi sar cu picioarele în seminţele reci şi alunecoase. M-am cufundat aproape până la genunchi. M-aşez cât pot mai bine pe zgrunţurii dedesubt şi trag capacul deasupra.
Întuneric, tăcere… Ghemuită în ascunzişul meu surd şi orb, încep a aştepta cu ochii închişi. Nicio mişcare, niciun zgomot. Am lăsat lumea undeva departe cu soarele strâns şi-am intrat în nefiinţa negrului. Îmi face impresia că m-am despărţit de viaţă, c-am pus capac luminii şi mişcării, izolându-mă în neclintire.”Profira Sadoveanu, ”Mormolocul”
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Zero hour, 9:00 a.m.
And I’m gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the Earth so much, I miss my wife
It’s lonely out in Space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact, it’s cold as hell
And there’s no one there to raise them if you did
And all this science, I don’t understand
It’s just my job, five days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh, no, no, no
I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
Compozitori: Elton John, Bernie Taupin.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
„Şi-atunci mă apropii de pietre şi tac,
iau cuvintele şi le-nec în mare.
Şuier luna şi o răsar şi o prefac
într-o dragoste mare.”Nichita Stănescu
Another night, another dream, but always you
It’s like a vision of love that seems to be true
Another night, another dream, but always you
In the night I dream of love so true
Just another night, another vision of love
You feel joy, you feel pain
‘Cause nothing will be the same
Just another night is all that it takes
To understand the difference between lovers and fakes
So baby, I talk talk, I talk to you
In the night, in your dream, of love so true
I talk talk, I talk to you
In the night, in your dream, of love so true
In the night, in my dreams
I’m in love with you
‘Cause you talk to me like lovers do
I feel joy, I feel pain
‘Cause it’s still the same
When the night is gone, I’ll be alone
Another night, another dream, but always you
It’s like a vision of love that seems to be true
Another night, another dream, but always you
In the night I dream of love so true
Just another night, another dream, another vision
Of love with me
I’m here to set you free, I am your lover, your brother
Hey, sister, let me cover
Your body with my love is with my lovin’ just another
Vision of love that seems to be true
All we do, all the things that only lovers do
Vision of love that seems to be true
All we do, all the things that only lovers do
In the night, in my dreams, I’m in love with you
‘Cause you talk to me like lovers do
I feel joy, I feel pain
‘Cause it’s still the same
When the night is gone, I’ll be alone
Another night, another dream, but always you
It’s like a vision of love that seems to be true
Another night, another dream, but always you
In the night I dream of love so true
I talk talk, I talk to you
In the night, in your dream, of love so true
I talk talk, I talk to you
In the night, in your dream, of love so true
In the night, in my dreams, I’m in love with you
‘Cause you talk to me like lovers do
I feel joy, I feel pain
‘Cause it’s still the same
When the night is gone, I’ll be alone
Another night, another dream, but always you
It’s like a vision of love that seems to be true
Another night, another dream, but always you
In the night I dream of love so true
Compozitori: Bobby Orlando, Juergen Wind, Frank Hassas, Olaf Jeglitza. Doar pentru utilizare non-comercială.
Date de la: Musixmatch
You been lookin’ for love all around the world
Baby, don’t you know that this country girl’s still free?
Why not me?
So you finally come down to your old home town
Your Kentucky girl’s been awaitin’ patiently
Why not me?
Why not me on a rainy day?
Why not me to love your cares away?
Why not me?
Why not me when the nights get cold?
Why not me when you’re growin’ old?
Why not me?
You’ve been searchin’ from here to Singapore
Ain’t it time that you noticed the girl next door, baby?
Why not me?
You had to see if the world was round
It’s time that you learned how good settlin’ down could be
Why not me?
Why not me on a rainy day?
Why not me to love your cares away?
Why not me?
Why not me when the nights get cold?
Why not me when you’re growin’ old?
Why not me?
You been lookin’ for love all around the world
Baby, don’t you know this country girl’s still free?
Why not me?
Why not me?
Baby, why not me?
Oh, baby, why not me?
Oh, baby, why not me?
Oh, baby, why not me?
Compozitori: Brent Maher, Sonny Throckmorton, Harlan Howard.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
”Am scoborât moale în iarba mătăsoasă a primăverii. Te priveşte de pretutindeni zâmbet dulce şi te mângâie liniştea caldă – cu fire de iarbă şi flori de câmp pe picioare. E mare grădina lui Cocârţă, cu mulţi cireşi sălbatici şi meri strâmbi şi fantastici. Când am isprăvit de înotat prin apa ei, scoborâm în drumul de ţară, în faţa bisericuţii din Oprişeni care-şi ascute singuratic clopotniţa pe cerul albastru mort.
Am tăcut cu toţii. Ziua stă neclintită în zări albe. Pe poarta cu cunună de fier se intră în singurătatea morţilor. Vin de pe dealuri glasuri de câini, se miră ascuţit, aproape, o păsărică nevăzută. Biserica nu ne priveşte; ne lasă să intrăm stingheri în inima ei încremenită, rănită cu cruci şi pietre de morminte.
Călcăm încet pe cărăruşele înguste de iarbă şi flori ce şerpuiesc frânt şi pierdut printre somnul de aer al celor ce nu sunt. Parcă mergem pe suflete moarte, pe zâmbete triste şi ochi închişi. Aici primăvara se hrăneşte cu durere şi moarte şi florile ascultă grav tăcerea sufletelor. N-aş putea rupe un fir din lacrimile acestea resemnate care-au încremenit de mult parcă, de când au murit.
– Nu călca pe morminte…
Picioarele mi-au tresărit înfricoşate şi-au fugit. Călcasem parcă pe suflet moale şi fără viaţă. Dâmbul de muşchi fraged mi-a rămas însă în tălpi şi-l duc cu mine. Şi mă uit fără voie în jur şi-n urma mea să văd de nu mă priveşte ceva…
„Aici odihneşte robul lui Dumnezeu…„
Chipuri ciudate roase de ploi stau străin pe lespezi de marmoră. Cruci de piatră, cruci de lemn, cruci strâmbe, morminte fără cruci… Nume de prisos, cuvinte multe fără putere. Copii, fete tinere, bărbaţi, bunici, bunice…
Aici e mormântul lui Bogdănel.”Profira Sadoveanu, ”Mormolocul”
”“Dacă urli te aud toţi. Dacă şopteşti te aude doar cine e aproape de tine. Dacă stai în linişte te aude doar cine te iubeşte.”
Mahatma Gandhi
„Am auzit-o pe mama cerând vecinilor sare. Dar aveam sare acasă, așa că am întrebat-o de ce le-a cerut vecinilor.
Ea a răspuns: pentru că vecinii noștri nu au mulți bani și de multe ori ne cer câte ceva.
Din când în când, le mai cer și eu ceva mic și ieftin, să simtă că avem și noi nevoie și de ei.
Astfel le va fi mai ușor să ne ceară ceea ce au nevoie.
Și asta am învățat de la mama… să creștem copii empatici, susținători și cu sufletul bun.”Octavian Paler”
”Luna a devenit o dansatoare la acest festival al iubirii.
Acest dans al luminii Această sacră binecuvântare Această iubire divină
ne arată calea spre o altă lume
pe care doar îndrăgostiţii o pot vedea cu ochii lor arzând de pasiune.Aceia care s-au predat sunt cei aleşi.
Odinioară, erau ca nişte stropi de lumină Acum sunt soarele strălucitor.Ei au lăsat în urmă această lume de jocuri amăgitoare.
Ei sunt îndrăgostiţii privilegiaţi, care creează o lume nouă
cu ochii lor aprinşi de pasiune.”Rumi, ”Îndrăgostiții sunt privilegiați”
”De-a lumii nedreptate cât timp roşi-vom oare?
Cât timp vom arde-n focul acestei lumi stupide?
Ridică-te şi-alungă chemările-i perfide
Şi să serbăm parfumul şi-a vinului culoare!”Omar Khayyam, ”Suprema înțelepciune – detașarea”
When I look back upon my life
It’s always with a sense of shame
I’ve always been the one to blame
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common too
It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, it’s a sin
It’s a sin
Everything I’ve ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I’ve ever been
Everywhere I’m going to
It’s a sin
At school they taught me how to be
So pure in thought and word and deed
They didn’t quite succeed
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common too
It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, it’s a sin
It’s a sin
Everything I’ve ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I’ve ever been
Everywhere I’m going to
It’s a sin
Father forgive me
I tried not to do it
Turned over a new leaf
Then tore right through it
Whatever you taught me
I didn’t believe it
Father you fought me
‘Cause I didn’t care
And I still don’t understand
So I look back upon my life
Forever with a sense of shame
I’ve always been the one to blame
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common too
It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, it’s a sin
It’s a sin
Everything I’ve ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I’ve ever been
Everywhere I’m going to
It’s a sin
It’s a
It’s a
It’s a
It’s a sin
It’s a sin
It’s a sin
It’s a sin
It’s a sin
Compozitori: Neil Tennant, Christopher Lowe.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
„Există fapte mici în aparenţă, dar care în viaţa sufletească sunt evenimente mari. Într-adevăr, uneori un gest conţine o întreagă dramă, accentul unui cuvânt destramă o întreagă viaţă, indiferenţa unei priviri ucide cea mai fericită iubire.”
Honoré de Balzac
Lunatic fringe
I know you’re out there
You’re in hiding, and you hold your meetings
I can hear you coming
I know what you’re after
We’re wise to you this time (wise to you this time)
We won’t let you kill the laughter
Woah-uh-huh
Woah-uh-huh
Woah-uh-huh
Lunatic fringe
In the twilight’s last gleaming
This is open season
But you won’t get too far
‘Cause you got to blame someone
For your own confusion
We’re on guard this time (on guard this time)
Against your Final Solution
Oh no
Woah-uh-huh
Woah-uh-huh
Woah-uh-huh
We can hear you coming (we can hear you coming)
No, you’re not going to win this time
(You’re not gonna win)
We can hear the footsteps (we can hear the footsteps)
Out along the walkway (out along the walkway)
Lunatic fringe
We all know you’re out there
Can you feel the resistance?
Can you feel the thunder?
Oh no
Hey-ey-ey
Compozitori: Thomas William Cochrane.
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Date de la: Musixmatch
”Trains to Brazil”
Melodie de: Guillemots
Aaahhh
Aahh, you feel low
It’s one o’clock on a Friday morning
I’m trying to keep my back from the wall
The prophets and their bombs have had another success
And I’m wondering why we bother at all
And I think of you on cold winter mornings, darling
They remind me of when we were in school
Nothing really mattered when you called at my name
In fact nothing really mattered at all
And I’m thinking about how long it will take them to blow us away
But I won’t get me down
I’m just thankful to be facing a day
‘Cause days don’t get you far when you’re gone
It’s five o’clock on a Friday morning
One hundred telephones shake and ring
One of them’s from someone who knew you
Well I’ll still think of you on cold winter mornings, darling
They’ll still remind me of when we were at school
When they could never have persuaded me that live like yours
Were in the hands of these erroneous fools
And to those of you who moan your lives through one day to the next
Well let them take you next
Can’t you live and be thankful you’re here
See it could be you tomorrow next year
Compozitori: Fyfe Dangerfield Hutchins.
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Date de la: Musixmatch