I’m fine from within Just better without This noose around my neck Is counting me out Whenever I run My beautiful sin Is calling outside And it’s that that reminds me of you Now our every last effort tried So far has been denied It’s easy to cry for love Far harder to try There goes my guiding light Farewell my guiding light I fought my way in But can’t find a way out Of this weightless regret Surrounding me now And whenever I run Some beautiful sin Is calling outside And it’s that that reminds me of you Now our every last effort tried So far has been denied It’s easy to cry for love Far harder to try There goes my guiding light Farewell my guiding light. Compozitori: Finn Andrews. Doar pentru utilizare non-comercială. Date de la: Musixmatch
Nothing Baby Gonna Stop Me Stop Me Nothing Baby Gonna Stop Me Stop Me Nothing Baby Gonna Stop Me Stop Me Remember The Day You Up And Left I Nearly Cried Myself To Death Oh Yeah And Then I Met Someone Else She Made Me Stop And Get A Hold Of My Self I’m Doing Fine Now Without You Baby I’m Doing Fine Now Without You Baby Remember The Day You Walked Away I Ran Behind You And I Begged you To Stay Oh Yeah But You Never Heard A Word I Said You Kept On Steppin And Turning Your Head Oh Girl I’m Doing Fine Now Without You Baby I’m Doing Fine Now Without Baby I’m Doing Fine Baby I’m Doing Fine Without You I’m Doing Fine Baby I’m Doing Fine Without You Remember The Day You Up And Left I Nearly Cried Myself To Death Oh Yeah And […]
”Trăia odată în nordul Chinei un înţelept care împlinise optzeci de ani. Era cel mai vestit tălmăcitor al învăţăturii lui Confucius, iar faima lui o întrecea cum mult pe aceea a celorlalţi înţelepţi. La o vreme s-a auzit un zvon, care venea din sud, cum că trăia acolo un om şi mai înţelept, cu mintea şi mai ascuţită. Bătrânul înţelept din nord, găsind că era cu neputinţă, a hotărât să pornească la drum pentru a vedea cu ochii lui cum stau lucrurile. Drumul a fost greu şi plin de piedici. După luni şi luni de mers, a ajuns în sfârşit la noul înţelept, s-a dus la el şi i-a spus cine este, iar cei doi au hotărât să-şi arate tot ceea ce ştiau, pentru a vedea care dintre ei este cel mai bun. Bătrânul a început să vorbească. I-a trebuit mai multe ceasuri pentru a înfăţişa, cu calm şi inteligenţă, […]
”S-a răzbunat, iat-o, s-a răzbunat. Nu mai pot s-o mângâi. M-a strivit. Pasărea cu ciont de rubin, Iar mâine Puii păsării cu ciont de rubin, Ciugulind prin ţărână, Vor găsi poate Urmele poetului Nicolae Labiş Care va rămâne o amintire frumoasă…” Nicolae Labiș, ”Pasărea cu ciont de rubin” (Note: Versuri dictate de N. Labiş din spital, în dimineaţa de 10 decembrie 1956, câteva ceasuri după accident.)
Hey Frankie?! I was walking down the street one day When I looked up I saw a friend Hey Frankie, do you remember me? He looked at me and then I blushed ‘Cause I remembered I loved you so much Way back then we were friends going together But then you left me Frankie, do you remember me? Frankie, do you remember? You were fifteen I was twelve It was summer We were so in love I never loved anyone this much Look at me I’m thrilled to your touch Hey Frankie, do you remember me? Frankie, do you remember me? Oh How you brought me down – down Down All I did was runnin’ around – around You’ll never know how much I loved you Frankie, do you remember? Do you remember me? Frankie You walked me to the Deli Then we sat in the booth where it all […]
Another day has gone I’m still all alone How could this be? You’re not here with me You never said goodbye Someone tell me why Did you have to go? And leave my world so cold Everyday I sit and ask myself How did love slip away? Something whispers in my ear and says That you are not alone I am here with you Though you’re far away I am here to stay But you are not alone I am here with you Though we’re far apart You’re always in my heart But you are not alone ‘Lone, ‘lone Why, ‘lone Just the other night I thought I heard you cry Asking me to come And hold you in my arms I can hear your prayers Your burdens I will bear But first I need your hand Then forever can begin Everyday I sit and ask myself How did love […]
”Tânăr lângă tânără, ca paiele lângă foc.” (Proverb românesc)
”Pentru o babă surdă, nu se trag clopotele de două ori.” (Proverb românesc)
”Nu judeca pe nimeni, ci cată să-nţelegi. Eu beau, dar aminteşte-ţi că ai şi tu păcate. De vrei s-ajungi la pace şi seninătate, Apleacă-te asupra durerii lumii-ntregi.” Omar Khayyam, ”Suprema înțelepciune – detașarea”
Sweet the hands that Laid me to the ground Sweet the voice that Makes the sweetest sound And I won’t go down I won’t go down On my knees There’s just you and me We are the only ones I’ve heard of love that Inside she makes you strong In your arms is where I I Feel I belong And it’s only If you want it I’ll be gone There’s just you and me We are the only ones It’s a brand new day We’ll take it as it comes There’s nothing left to say Cause it’s all been said and done And if the lights go out We’ll be the burning sun There’s just you and me We are the only ones There’s just you and me Hold on tight We’ll make it through the night Just you and me We are the only ones And if the lights […]
Why don’t you ever get the point You’re much too slow for me Why don’t we ever flip our coin Reliability Some like it a lot Just give a little to me That’s why I sing this song They call us crazy early birds Too early never hurts Warmth is not as dangerous as As dangerous as those words Some like it a lot Just give a little to me That’s why I sing this song Sometimes We’ve got to sing this song Sometimes It takes us way too long Sometimes We’ve got to sing out of key We’ve got to sing out of key Winter never gets me down It’s just a feeling, feeling fine To care for you or not to care A goddamned thin, thin line Some like it a lot Just give a little to me That’s why I sing this song Sometimes We’ve got to […]
Who says no to love? Who says no to love? (Who says no?) Who says no to love? (Who says no?) No to love. No to love. (No no) Who says no to love? Who says no to love? Who says no to love? Who says no to love? What was I thinking of? Who says no to love? Who says no to love? Who says no to love? And what were you thinking of? No to love. No to love. No to love. No to love. No to love. Who says no to love? Who says no to love? No to love. Who says no to love? No to love. Who says no to love? No to love. Who says no to love? And what were we thinking of? No to love. Smashed on sours, Felt like the man of the hour when we first met I can’t deny […]
“Rămăsei mut în fața acestei declarații oarbe în care erau concentrate ca într-un nucleu indestructibil acceptarea fără cenzură a ceea ce suntem, trufia liniștită a unei vechi descoperiri că nu putem să fim cum nu suntem și că nici o aventură n-a putut și nu va putea ispiti acest eu, bun sau rău, care constituie singura realitate a celui căruia îi e dat să parcurgă o viață, să accepte să lupte cu sine. La ce bun? Nu de-aia ne-am născut, ca să luptăm cu noi înșine, ci să trăim conform propriei noastre firi, bună sau rea. Nu pot să scot din mine ceva și să pun altceva. Transplantul se respinge de către imunitatea eului, chiar dacă acea parte din el care e bolnavă ar trebui înlăturată. Toți suntem, prin ceva din noi înșine, bolnavi, și acest ceva nu e un organ care poate fi extirpat fără riscuri, ca un apendice.” […]
Check it out Joe, ha! Two, three, four – eins, zwei drei – na, es is nix dabei Ja, wenn ich euch erzähl’ die G’schicht Nichtsdestotrotz, ich bin das schon gewohn Im TV-Funk da läuft es nicht – Cha Sie war jung das Herz so rein und weiß Und jede Nacht hat ihren Preis Sie sagt: Sugar sweet, you gotta rappin’ to the beat Ich verstehe, sie ist heiß Sie sagt: Babe, you know, I miss my funky friends Sie meint: Jack und Joe und Jill Mein Funkverständnis, ja das reicht zur Not Ich überreiß’ was sie jetzt will Ich überleg bei mir, ihr Nas’n spricht dafür Währenddessen ich noch rauch’ Die Specialplaces sind ihr wohl bekannt Ich mein, sie fährt ja U-Bahn auch Dort singen’s: Drah’ di net um – oh, oh, oh Schau, schau, der Kommissar geht um – oh, oh, oh Er wird di anschau’n und du […]
”Ea era frumoasă ca umbra unei idei, – a piele de copil mirosea spinarea ei, a piatră proaspăt spartă a strigăt dintr-o limbă moartă. Ea nu avea greutate, ca respirarea. Râzânda și plângânda cu lacrimi mari era sărată ca sarea slăvită la ospețe de barbari. Ea era frumoasă ca umbra unui gând. Între ape, numai ea era pământ.” Nichita Stănescu