Only now it’s gone, i can see the year See for what it was, and start another day All the liberty you took, the love that you abused The friends that you turned, against me if you could And you’re twisting what i say, all that saying you were scared It doesn’t matter anymore, cos i’m not there You were careless when the beat kicked in And careless when it left, and careless all the way I didn’t see it till the end I feel nothing when you cry I hear nothing see no need to replay I can smile now and turn away Come overhere so you can see me walk away And celebrate: the end of night, the end of night The end of night, the end of night It Only takes one lie to bring this house down Behind closed doors, no one tells the first time […]
A perfect Circle – ”Passive”
Dead as dead can be My doctor tells me But I just can’t believe him Ever the optimistic one I’m sure of your ability to become My perfect enemy Wake up And face me Don’t play dead ‘Cause maybe Someday I will walk away and say You disappoint me Maybe you’re better off this way Leaning over you here Cold and catatonic I catch a brief reflection What you could and might have been It’s your right and your ability To become my perfect enemy Wake up (why can’t you) And face me (come on now) Don’t play dead (don’t play dead) ‘Cause maybe (because maybe) Someday (someday I’ll) I will walk away and say You disappoint me Maybe you’re better off this way Maybe you’re better off this way Maybe you’re better off this way Maybe you’re better off this way You’re better off this You’re better off this […]
Truth Hurts feat. Rakim – ”Addictive”
[Intro: Lata Mangeshkar] Kaliyon ka chaman tab banta hai Thoda resham lagta hai Thoda sheesha lagta hai Heere moti jadte hain Thoda sona lagta hai Thoda resham lagta hai Thoda sheesha lagta hai Heere moti jadte hain Thoda sona lagta hai [Verse 1: Truth Hurts] He breaks, me down, he builds, me up He fills, my cup, I like, it rough We fuss, we brawl, we rise, we fall He comes, in late, but it’s, o.k He do, I do, he knows, the rules He takes care of home, though he’s not alone I’m on, his knee, he keeps, me clean And gives, me things, he makes, me scream [Chorus: Truth Hurts, (Lata Mangeshkar)] (Thoda resham lagta hai) He’s so contagious (thoda sheesha lagta hai) He turns my pages (Heere moti jadte hain) He’s got me anxious (thoda sona lagta hai) He’s what I waited for (Thoda resham lagta hai) […]
Evanescence – ”My immortal”
I’m so tired of being here Suppressed by all my childish fears And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave ‘Cause your presence still lingers here And it won’t leave me alone These wounds won’t seem to heal This pain is just too real There’s just too much that time cannot erase When you cried, I’d wipe away all of your tears When you’d scream, I’d fight away all of your fears And I held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me You used to captivate me by your resonating light Now I’m bound by the life you left behind Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me These wounds won’t seem to heal This pain is just too real There’s just too much that time cannot erase […]
Hooverphonic – ”Revolver”
”Revolver” Melodie de: Hooverphonic Small groove thing invades my veins Soul deserts and leaves this chain Here she’s coming to me Revolver excludes this community Small groove thing, take off my chains Hoover will soften my pain Here she’s coming to you Floating on a white caribou Small groove thing invades my veins Soul deserts and leaves this chain Small groove thing, take off my chains Hoover will soften my pain Here she’s coming to me Revolver excludes this community Here she’s coming to you Floating on a white caribou Compozitori: Alex Callier. Doar pentru utilizare non-comercială. Date de la: Musixmatch
”Nu e nimic în lume mai scump decât sănătatea şi nimic mai frumos ca omul sănătos şi la trup şi la suflet. Că degeaba eşti sănătos ca un taur, dacă umbli toată ziua bosumflat şi nu te bucuri de viaţă, de parcă ai avea bătături pe suflet.” Amza Pellea
The Streets – ”Let’s push things forward”
This ain’t the down, it’s the upbeat Make it complete So what’s the story? Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD Latest technology, dots at Treble 20 Huge non-recoupable advance May just be vigilant I excel in both content and deliverance So let’s put on our classics And we’ll have a little dance, shall we? No sales pitch, no media hype No hydraulics, nice and ripe I speak in communication in bold type This ain’t yer archetypal street sound Scan for ultrasounds North, South, East, West And all round and then to the underground You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them There’s no excuses my friend Let’s push things forward They say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them There’s no excuses my friend Let’s push things forward As we progress to the checkpoint I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint But this ain’t your typical […]
”Cine era omul acesta care, cu privirea sa pătrunzătoare, cu zâmbetul său fermecător, spunea atâtea lucruri ciudate, deşi, aparent, buzele lui nu rosteau decât cuvinte banale? De ce, dacă-l ura ― căci îl ura din răsputeri! ― de ce gândul la îngrozitorul supliciu, gândul ăsta care ar fi trebuit să-l bucure îi stârnea atâta groază şi scârbă? De ce? Ce se întâmpla cu el? Între două fiinţe deopotrivă de frumoase şi de pure există afinităţi secrete care fac ca, fără ca să se cunoască, ele să se ghicească şi să se preţuiască una pe alta la adevărata lor valoare.” Michel Zevaco, ”Cavalerii Pardaillan”, vol. V
The Police – ”Masoko Tanga”
One, two, one, two, three, four Oh, da, la, la Don’t ba-bose-da-la-lomb-ba-bay Ping pong da-la-zoe-da-la-la-low People know what de-lee-do-da-day Key wo-wa-di-com-la-day-wa-da Co-wa-da-zu-ma-pu-wa all day See-po-wa-ta-na-po-ba-ba Zoe-ka-mo-wa, I’ve been sleepin’ all day Took a lot of drugs, watch the tide roll out Day light na-no-ma-do-la Keep the sugar warmed up, hey Keyboard is a mo-day-la Keyboard is a mo-day-la A key word is a mo-way-la Key-wa-wo-day-wa-wo, I’ve been Kicking a wall, baby, ‘cause I’m gay I broke all ma wa-tay-lay-doe (Ah) People are ghosts, ah my, my, go away I pissed on my wall or my door I’m pissed so no-wa though I gave my love away I’ll come back though threw a sonar I pissed on my walk on my ass all day I stumble back home passed my door Oh, oh, oh, oh They all know what Oh, oh, oh, oh The mess in my way Oh, oh, oh, […]
”E ciudată și patetică senzația de lumină în lumina pe care ți-o dă gândul că ai trecut prin mintea unui orb. E mai mult decât un tunel. E ca un vis scurt al morții, din care ochii se deșteaptă cu o mirare înduioșată, regăsindu-și lumina.” Ionel Teodoreanu
Rumi – ”Oglinda inimii”
”Alungă orice grijă şi rămâi cu inima curată asemenea unei oglinzi care nu reflectă nimic. Dacă vrei o oglindă curată, atunci priveşte-te în ea şi vezi adevărul ruşinos pe care ţi-l arată. Dacă metalul poate fi şlefuit ca să devină o oglindă, oare n-am putea şlefui şi o oglindă a inimii? Între oglindă şi inimă există o singură deosebire: inima ascunde taina, pe când oglinda o dezvăluie.” Rumi, ”Oglinda inimii”
”De vrei s-atingi sublima singurătate-a serii Şi-a stelelor înalte, desparte-te de toate: Prieteni şi iubite. Nici lacrimă durerii Străine să nu dărui, nici zâmbete-nşelate.” Omar Khayyam, ”Suprema înțelepciune – detașarea”
”Vocea îi era sugrumată, ochii săi mari, negri, cuprinși de nemișcarea extazului erau muiați în lacrimi; toată făptura îi era invadată de frumusețea sfântă a ținutului înconjurător. În această plenitudine de senzații, inimile se caută pentru a se întâlni cu alte inimi.” Alexandre Dumas
The Rapture – ”Echoes”
The city breathing The people churning The conversating The price is what? The conversating This place is heaven And if you seen them They’re saying what? Life makes echoes If you seen them Life makes echoes The conversating This place is heaven I put on lipstick The price is what? Life makes echoes If you seen them Life makes echoes Life makes echoes If you seen them Life makes echoes Come together, come together Come together, come together Come together, come together Come together, come together I’m insane, I’m insane I’m insane, I’m insane I’m insane, I’m insane I’m insane, I’m insane Come together, come together Come together, come together Come together, come together Come together, come together Saint Compozitori: Peter Skiving Bardens, Andrew Latimer. Doar pentru utilizare non-comercială. Date de la: Musixmatch
“Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. He has others which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But finally there are still others which a man is even afraid to tell himself, and every decent man has a considerable number of such things stored away. That is, one can even say that the more decent he is, the greater the number of such things in his mind.” Fyodor Dostoevsky