”Remembering the days, We laughed and We cried, Held you till morning, and Kissing your eyes. Remembering your lips, When we first kissed, and the beat my heart, …my heart, it skipped. It’s not the things you say, Not the things you say ooh oh, That bind me to you. It’s not the things you say, Not the things you say ooh oh, That matter. Oh, how deep the ocean, stare at the sun Our tears were glistening, Haunted your soul If I could just hold you, Oh for the last time I’d scare off those demons, And dry up your eyes It’s not the things you say, Not the things you say That bind me to you And it’s not the things you say, Not the things you say That matter. In my mind I can feel you coming, In my mind I can feel you near In my […]
”Să stăm strâmb și să judecăm drept.” (Proverb românesc)
Watching the people get lairy It’s not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary It’s not very sensible either A friend of a friend he got beaten He looked the wrong way at a policeman Would never have happened to Smeaton An Old Leodensian La… la, la, la, la, la Ah… la, la, la, la, la I predict a riot I predict a riot I predict a riot I predict a riot I tried to get to my taxi The man in a tracksuit attacks me He said that he saw it before me And wants to get things a bit gory Girls scrabble ‘round with no clothes on To borrow a pound for a condom If it wasn’t for chip fat they’d be frozen They’re not very sensible La… la, la, la, la, la Ah… la, la, la, la, la I predict a riot I […]
”Mi-e drag Benedick şi aş dori să se judece pe el însuşi cu duhul smereniei, ca să vadă cât e de nevrednic de o fată atît de bună.” William Shakespeare, ”Mult zgomot pentru nimic”
”What Do You Want From Me” (versuri/lyrics) Melodie de: Pink Floyd As you look around this room tonight Settle in your seat and dim the lights Do you want my blood, do you want my tears? What do you want? (What do you want from me?) Should I sing until I can’t sing anymore? Play these strings until my fingers are raw You’re so hard to please What do you want from me? Do you think that I know something you don’t know? (What do you want from me?) If I don’t promise you the answers, would you go? (What do you want from me?) Should I stand out in the rain? Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you? I’m not the one you need What do you want from me? You can have anything you want You can drift, you can dream, even walk on […]
“Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.” Carl Gustav Jung
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone home? Come on now I hear you’re feeling down Well, I can ease your pain And get you on your feet again Relax I’ll need some information first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying When I was a child, I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I’ve got that feeling once again I can’t explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb I have become comfortably numb Okay Just a little pinprick There’ll be no more But you may feel a little sick Can you […]
”Tat: Atunci, tată, sunt cu totul neputincios s-o fac. Hermes: Ferească Zeul, fiule! Cheamă la tine şi va veni, doreşte, şi se va împlini; leapădă lucrarea simţurilor trupului, iar Divinitatea ta se va naşte; curăţă-te de chinurile animalice, de lucrurile materiei. Tat: Am eu vreun lucru chinuitor în mine, tată? Hermes: Da, şi nu puţine, ci multe, şi încă de temut. Tat: Eu nu le cunosc, tată. Hermes: Primul chin, fiule, este Neştiinţa: al doilea, Mâhnirea; al treilea, Lipsa de măsură; al patrulea, Desfrânarea; al cincilea, Nedreptatea; al şaselea, Lăcomia; al şaptelea, Greşeala; al optulea, Invidia; al nouălea, înşelătoria; al zecelea, Mânia; al unsprezecelea, Pripeala; al doisprezecelea, Răutatea. Acestea sunt douăsprezece la număr şi, supuse acestora, încă multe altele; strecurându-se prin închisoare trupului’, ele îl silesc pe omul dinlăuntru să sufere în simţurile sale. Dar ele pleacă (deşi nu toate dintr-o dată) de la cel ce a dobândit îndurarea […]
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking He’s haunted by the memory of a lost paradise In his youth or a dream, he can’t be precise He’s chained forever to a world that’s departed It’s not enough, it’s not enough His blood has frozen and curdled with fright His knees have trembled and given way in the night His hand has weakened at the moment of truth His step has faltered One world, one soul Time pass, the river roll And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication And silent replies that swirl invitation Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea A grim intimation of what is to be There’s an unceasing […]
Remember when you were young? (Ha-ha-ha-ha) You shone like the sun Shine on, you crazy diamond Now there’s a look in your eyes Like black holes in the sky Shine on, you crazy diamond You were caught in the crossfire Of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze Come on, you target for faraway laughter Come on, you stranger You legend, you martyr, and shine You reached for the secret too soon You cried for the moon Shine on, you crazy diamond Threatened by shadows at night And exposed in the light Shine on, you crazy diamond Well, you wore out your welcome With random precision Rode on the steel breeze Come on, you raver, you seer of visions Come on, you painter You piper, you prisoner, and shine Compozitori: Roger Waters. Doar pentru utilizare non-comercială. Date de la: Musixmatch
”Echoes” Melodie de: Pink Floyd Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs and something tries And starts to climb towards the light Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand? And lead you through the land? And help me understand the best I can? And no one calls us to move on And no one forces down our eyes And no one speaks and no one tries And no one flies around the sun Cloudless everyday you fall Upon my waking […]
”Lăcomia strică omenia.” (Proverb românesc)
My child arrived just the other day, He came to the world in the usual way. But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay. He learned to walk while I was away. And he was talking ‘fore I knew it, and as he grew, He’d say, „I’m gonna be like you, dad. You know I’m gonna be like you.” And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon, Little boy blue and the man in the moon. „When you coming home, dad?” „I don’t know when, But we’ll get together then. You know we’ll have a good time then.” My son turned ten just the other day. He said, „Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let’s play. Can you teach me to throw?” I said, „Not today, I got a lot to do.” He said, „That’s ok.” And he walked away, but his smile, lemme tell […]
“Înainte, mă gândeam aproape tot timpul la soţia mea. Acum, cu cât trec zilele, soţia se întunecă parcă în minte şi mama se luminează. Ca la fântânile cu două găleţi. Una se scoboară, alta se înalţă. Acum nu se înalţă decât mama.” Marin Sorescu, ”Iona”
”Când trupul meu căzu răpus în pleavă, mă-ncredinţai cu remuşcări amare în grija celui ce ne dă izbavă. Păcate grele-am săvârşit, dar mare e mila lui când din înalt se-ndură spre cei ce-n moarte îi cerşesc iertare. Şi dacă-acestea le citea-n Scriptură mai cu răgaz, nu-n grabă, fiecum, cel de Clemente asmuţit cu ură, a mele oase-ar odihni şi-acum sub pietre strânse şi de toţi ştiute la Benevento lângă pod, în drum.” Dante Alighieri, ”Divina Comedie”, ”Purgatoriul”, Cântul III