sincity Posted March 22, 2006 Share Posted March 22, 2006 I'm looking for an interruption, Do you believe? You looking to dig my dreams Be prepared for anything. You come into my little scene Hooray hooray hip hip hooray There's one thing I can guarantee: You won't have to dig, dig too deep. Said leave me to lay, but touch me deep, I don't sleep, I dream I'll settle for a cup of coffee, but you know what I really need. Are you looking to drive my dreams? You here to run my screens? You come, deliver my demons Hooray hooray hip hip hooray Are you coming to ease my headache? Do you give good head? Am I good in bed? I don't know, I guess so I don't sleep, I dream I'll settle for a cup of coffee, but you know what I really need. I'm looking for an interruption, Can you believe? Some medicine for my headache Hooray hooray hip hip hooray I'm pitching for a new direction Pinch me when I wake Don't tell me my dreams are fake. You leave me to lay, you touch me deep, I don't sleep, I dream I'll settle for a cup of coffee, but you know what I really need. Leave me to lay, but touch me deep, I don't sleep, I dream I'll settle for a cup of coffee, but you know what I really need. R.E.M. - I don't sleep, I dream Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted March 22, 2006 Share Posted March 22, 2006 Have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there's no one else above you Fill my heart with gladness take away all my sadness ease my troubles that's what you do For the morning sun in all it's glory greets the day with hope and comfort too You fill my life with laughter and somehow you make it better ease my troubles that's what you do There's a love that's divine and it's yours and it's mine like the sun And at the end of the day we should give thanks and pray to the one, to the one Have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there's no one else above you Fill my heart with gladness take away all my sadness ease my troubles that's what you do There's a love that's divine and it's yours and it's mine like the sun And at the end of the day we should give thanks and pray to the one, to the one And have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there's no one else above you You fill my heart with gladness take away my sadness ease my troubles that's what you do Take away all my sadness fill my life with gladness ease my troubles that's what you do Take away all my sadness fill my life with gladness ease my troubles that's what you do Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LadyBlue Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 Един от най-любимите ми моменти е 22 - ри март - денят на пролетта , обаче Бог е голям шегаджия овенчал е тази дата с раждането на един баш-овен Обичам шегите на природата ...страхотни са Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 If you leave me now, you’ll take away the biggest part of me No baby please don’t go If you leave me now, you’ll take away the very heart of me No baby please don’t go A love like ours is love that’s hard to find How could we let it slip away We’ve come too far to leave it all behind How could we end it all this way When tomorrow comes we’ll both regret Things we said today A love like ours is love that’s hard to find How could we let it slip away We’ve come too far to leave it all behind How could we end it all this way When tomorrow comes we’ll both regret Things we said today If you leave me now, you’ll take away the biggest part of me No baby please don’t go Oh girl, just got to have you by my side No baby, please don’t go Oh mama, I just got to have your lovin, yeah We’ve come too far to leave it all behind Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pyroman Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 Tanz Mit Laibach Wir alle sind besessen Wir alle sind verflucht Wir alle sind gekreuzigt Wir alle sind kaputt Von Reiztechnologie Von Zeitekonomie Von qualitaet das Lebens Und Kriegsphilosophie Eins, zwei, drei, vier Bruederchen, komm tanz mit mir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Beide Haende reich ich dir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Meine Freunde, tanz mit mir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Rundherum, das ist nicht schwer Wir tanzen Ado Hinkel Benzino Napoloni Wir tanzen Schiekelgrueber Und tanzen mit Maitreya Mit Totalitarismus Und mit Demokratie Wir tanzen mit Fascismus Und roter Anarchie Eins, zwei, drei, vier Kammerad, komm tanz mit mir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Beide Haende reich ich dir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Deutsches Volk, komm tanz mit mir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Rundherum, das ist nicht schwer Wir tanzen und wir springen Wir hupfen und wir singen Wir fallen und erheben Wir geben oder nehmen Amerikano Freunde Und Deutscher Kamerad Wir tanzen gut zussamen Wir tanzen nach Bagdad Eins, zwei, drei, vier Bruederchen, komm tanz mit mir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Beide Haende reich ich dir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Meine Freunde, tanz mit mir Eins, zwei, drei, vier Rundherum, das ist nicht schwer --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Life Is Life When we all give the power We all give the best Every minute in the hour We don't think about the rest And we all get the power We all get the best When everyone gives everything Then everyone everything will get Life is life! Life is life When we all feel the power Life is life When we all feel the pain Life is life It's the feeling of the people Life is life It is the feeling of the land. When we all give the power We all give the best Every minute in the hour We don't think about the rest And everyone gives everything And every soul everyone will feel Life is life! And we're all glad it's over We thought it would last Every minute of the future Is a memory of the past Coz' we gave all the power We gave all the best And everyone lost everything And perished with the rest. Life is life! Laibach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kopche Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 Elliott Smith - Miss Misery (Good Will Hunting OST) I’ll fake it through the day With some help from johnny walker red Send the poison rain down the drain To put bad thoughts in my head Two tickets torn in half And a lot of nothing to do Do you miss me, miss misery Like you say you do? A man in the park Read the lines in my hand Told me I’m strong Hardly ever wrong I said man you mean You had plans for both of us That involved a trip out of town To a place I’ve seen in a magazine That you left lying around I don’t have you with me but I keep a good attitude Do you miss me, miss misery Like you say you do? I know you’d rather see me gone Than to see me the way that I am But I am in the life anyway Next door the tv’s flashing Blue frames on the wall It’s a comedy of errors, you see It’s about taking a fall To vanish into oblivion Is easy to do And I try to be but you know me I come back when you want me to Do you miss me miss misery Like you say you do? --- имам само подозрения за човека, който го е писал, но както и да е; просто ми хареса: Пролетта е сладкият сезон на придошлите надежди. Тя започва с нежните розови дъждовни червеи, проточени из локвите на градската градина. Минава през необичайно високия брой необясними отсъствия в горния гимназиален курс. Завърта се край кофите с карамфили на седми, осми и девети март. На 22 всички упорито си честитят ”Първа пролет”, безочливо забравили всички други пролети, които са имали – и по това пролетта прилича на любовта. После тя прескача един час в последната съботна нощ на март. В този момент котките вече се разсвирват по дворовете, а дрянът сигнализира на пътното движение с мигащо жълто ”Внимание!!!” Любителите на млада коприва и запалянковците на Берое се хващат за зелено. Надеждите се броят напролет. Изведнъж става лесно да бъдеш добронамерен. И когато дойде Първи април, Ден Първи от Все същото, вече си подготвен за: 1. Приятни изненади. 2. Пиене на първата голяма загорка на припек. 3. Цвърчене на птички и чуруликане на кебапчета, и обратното. 4. Бистрене на местната, държавната и глобалната политика, но без жар, а така, благосклонно – то е ясно, че няма да се оправи светът, ами поне ние да сме живи. 5. Обличане на новите дрехи, момчета. Лъсване на обувките, блясък в погледа. 6. Музика! Добро настроение, танци, целувки, музика. 7. Наближаващия край на Велики пости. Идва Възкресението, а знаеш ли, може да си дойдат и децата от чужбина - за Великден... Щом има усмивка, има надежда. Затова хората са го измислили Първи април. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
second.life.syndrome Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 In city shoes Of clueless blues Pays the views And no-mans news Blades will fade from blood to sport The heroin's cut these fuses short Smokers rode a colonial pig Drink and frame this pain i think I'm melting silver poles my dear You bleed your wingss and then disappear The moving scenes and pilot lights Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights Modern times come talk me down And battle lines are drawn across this town Parisian boys without your names Ghetto stones instead of chains Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames And nothing's changed Parisian boys without your names Riot like 1968 again The days of rage yeah nothing's changed Well pretty flames In school i would just bite my tongue And now your words they strike me down The flags are false and they contradict They point and click which wounds to lick On avenues this christian breeze Turns its heart to more needles please Our eyes roll back and we beg for more It frays this skin and then underscore The case for war you spin and bleed The sales you feel screensavers feed The girls you breed the soaps that you write The graceless charm of your gutter snipes The moving scenes and suburbanites And smithereens got 'em scaling heights Modern times come talk me down The battle lines are drawn across this town English boys without your names Ghetto stones instead of chains Hearts and minds and u.s. Planes Nothing's changed And english boys without your names Riot like the 1980's again The days of rage yeah nothing's changed More pretty flames Massive attack - False flags Kaк е твоята жена, поредната "единствена"? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 Tool - Parabola We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment, We are choosing to be here right now. hold on, stay inside... This holy reality, this holy experience. choosing to be here in... This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion. Alive This holy reality, in this holy experience. choosing to be here in... This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion... Of what it means to be alive Swirling round with this familiar parable. Spinning, weaving round each new experience. Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this Chance to be alive and breathing Chance to be alive and breathing. This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality. Embrace this moment. remember. we are eternal. All this pain is an illusion. ------ Не се вълнувам много от факта, че това е най-вероятно вдъхновено от изкуфелите им сектантски влечения, просто текстът много ми харесва и е приятно да видиш, че могат да направят и оптимистичен, силно позитивен албум. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 This wicked city Just dragged you down You're with the red lights Your side of town Don't say it's easy To follow a process There's nothing harder Than keeping a promise Blood runs through your veins That's where our similarity ends Blood runs through our veins It's nothing believable In being honest So cover your lies up With another promise Blood runs through your veins That's where our similarity ends Blood runs through our veins If there's hope in your heart It will flow to every part If there's hope in your heart... Editors - 'Blood' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
4efo_88 Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 The Usual Suspects Man: How you doing, Keaton? Keaton: I can't feel my legs... Keyser. ... Verbal Kint: What the cops never figured out, and what I know now, was that these men would never break, never lie down, never bend over for anybody. Anybody. ... Verbal Kint: Where's your head, Agent Kujan? Where do you think the pressure's coming from? Keyser Soze - or whatever you want to call him - knows where I am right now. He's got the front burner under' your ass to let me go so he can scoop me up ten minutes later. Immunity was just to deal with you, assholes. I got a whole new problem when I post bail. ... Verbal Kint: You tell me, Agent Kujan, if I told you the Loch Ness Monster hired me to hit the harbor, what would you say? ... Verbal Kint: You think you can catch Keyser Soze? You think a guy like that comes this close to getting caught, and sticks his head out? If he comes up for anything it'll be to get rid of me. After that... my guess is you'll never hear from him again. ... Verbal Kint: How do you shoot the devil in the back? What if you miss? ... Verbal Kint: Keaton always said, "I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of him." Well I believe in God, and the only thing that scares me is Keyser Soze. ... Verbal Kint: Who is Keyser Soze? He is supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody believed he was real. Nobody ever saw him or knew anybody that ever worked directly for him, but to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Soze. You never knew. That was his power. ... Verbal Kint: ...And then he showed these men of will what will really is....He lets the last Hungarian go. He waits until his wife and kids are in the ground and then he goes after the rest of the mob. He kills their kids, he kills their wives, he kills their parents and their parents' friends. He burns down the houses they live in and the stores they work in, he kills people that owe them money. And like that he was gone. Underground. Nobody has ever seen him since. He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at night. "Rat on your pop, and Keyser Soze will get you." And no-one ever really believes. ... Verbal Kint:The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist . And just like that...poof...he's gone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted March 25, 2006 Share Posted March 25, 2006 I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah! Rolling Stones - Paint it black Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted March 25, 2006 Share Posted March 25, 2006 Sit down on the corner, just a little climb When I make my money, got to get my dime Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me I know any man sees you like I see Follow down the side street movin' single file She say... That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon Just what I've been needin', feel it rise in me She say... Every stone a story, like a rosary Corner St. Teresa, just a little crime When I make my money, got to get my dime Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon You called up in the sky You called up in the clouds Is there something you forgot to tell me... tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me Show me my Teresa, feel it rise in me Every stone a story, like a rosary Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
velvet_underground Posted March 25, 2006 Share Posted March 25, 2006 Ех,зарадва ли ме,бири ли трябва да те черпя The Libertines-Time for heroes Did you see the stylish kids in the riot We were shovelled up like muck Set the night on fire Wombles bleed truncheons and shields You know I cherish you my love But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town Caught round the houses with your trousers down A headrush in the bush You know I cherish you my love How i cherish you my love What can you want now you've got it all The whole scene is obscene Time will strip it away A year and a day And Bill Bones Bill Bones he knows what I mean Yes it's eating no it's chewing me up It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood Oh it's all It's all trouble in my hands And its all up the walls Well the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down Its these ignorant faces that bring this town down Yeah I sighed and sunken with pride I passed myself down on my knees Yes I passed myself down on my knees What can you want now you've got it all The whole scene is obscene Time will strip it away A year and a day And Bill Bones Bill Bones knows what I really mean There are fewer more distressing sights than that Of an Englishman in a baseball cap Yeah we'll die in the class we were born That's a class of our own my love Were in a class of our own my love Did you see the stylish kids in the riot We were shovelled up like muck Then set the night on fire Wombles bleed truncheons and shields You know I cherish you my love Oh how I cherish you my love. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
second.life.syndrome Posted March 30, 2006 Share Posted March 30, 2006 Искaм си всички чудовищa..., оновa, което спи в еднa скъсaнa робa и нощем дрaщи по врaтaтa нa гaрдеробa оновa, което под леглото ми дебне и възглaвницaтa ми дърпa щом се протегне оновa, което ходи сaмО по тaвaнa и се е зaкaнило дa се премести в новaтa вaнa оновa, което зaд ъгълa скришно нaдничa и сaмо чaкa нечия сянкa след която дa тичa оновa, което зaд всякa врaтa ме причaквa и щом я зaтръшнa зaпочвa дa се оплaквa оновa, което все върви зaд гърбa ми и се криви тaкa, че плaши дори тaлaсъми оновa, което живее в чешмaтa и все ръмжи когaто пуснa водaтa оновa, което под мaсaтa бисквитки си ръфa и се опитвa в пaнтофите ми дa се нaпъхa оновa, което в тъмното нa лaмпaтa се люлее и щом си зaпушa ушите решaвa, че трябвa дa пее оновa, което е в чaсовникa скрито и цъкa денонощно зaщото е свито оновa, което по цялa нощ зaд пердето сумти и нa сутринтa крaде всички небесни звезди имa и още...,искaм си всички чудовищa. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
noxious Posted March 30, 2006 Share Posted March 30, 2006 "Има две житейски правила: Правило 1 - Не се тревожи за дреболии. Правило 2 - Всички неща са дреболии." Фридрих Ницше edit: някой сеща ли се за едно стихотворение ... ставаше дума за една птица , която мъти камъни ... и се разказваше за децата й който няма да има мн се надявам някой да се сети Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
benita_ Posted March 30, 2006 Share Posted March 30, 2006 Любимо.. Фиона мъти черни речни камъни на Константин Павлов...или не бяха черни..., но са речни...и ги мъти Фиона Едит: За нищо Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
noxious Posted March 30, 2006 Share Posted March 30, 2006 благодаря ти мн :smile: знам че темата не е за рекуести , но не се сетих къда да постна мерси пак Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted March 31, 2006 Share Posted March 31, 2006 Radiohead - The Bends Where do we go from here? The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you? Alone on an aeroplane Falling asleep against the window pane My blood will thicken I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain 'cause I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath And who are my real friends? Have they all got the bends? Am I really sinking this low? My baby's got the bends - Oh no We don't have any real friends - No no no Just lying in a bar with my drip feed on talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen I wish it was the sixties I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen. Where do we go from here? The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear And Where are you? They brought in the C.I.A. The tanks, and the whole marines to blow me away To blow me sky high. My baby's got the bends We don't have any real friends Just lying in a bar with my drip feed on talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen I wish it was the sixties I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen. I want to live and breathe I want to be part of the human race. I want to live and breathe I want to be part of the human race. Where do we go from here? The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
noxious Posted March 31, 2006 Share Posted March 31, 2006 We Are All Made Of Stars Growing in numbers Growing in speed Can't fight the future Can't fight what I see chorus People they come together People they fall apart No one can stop us now 'Cos we are all made of stars Efforts of lovers Left in my mind I sing in the reaches We'll see what we find chorus х2 Slow so slow come come Someone come come come Even love is a goin' 'round Bad noise goin' round Slowly rebuilding I feel it in me Growing in numbers Growing in peace chorus х2+2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeGor Posted March 31, 2006 Share Posted March 31, 2006 ... не ме гледай, че съм сам на бара колко беемвета изпих във тия кръчми време е за хип-хоп в дъбови бъчви.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kopche Posted March 31, 2006 Share Posted March 31, 2006 Dido - Life For Rent I haven't really ever found a place that I call home I never stick around quite long enough to make it I apologize that once again I'm not in love But it's not as if I mind that your heart ain't exactly breaking It's just a thought, only a thought But if my life is for rent and I don't lean to buy Well I deserve nothing more than I get Cos nothing I have is truly mine I've always thought that I would love to live by the sea To travel the world alone and live my life more simply I have no idea what's happened to that dream Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me It's just a thought, only a thought But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy Well I deserve nothing more than I get Cos nothing I have is truly mine While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try Well how can I say I'm alive Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted March 31, 2006 Share Posted March 31, 2006 There's a flame, flame in my heart And there's no rain, can put it out And there's a flame, it's burning in my heart And there's no rain, ooh can put it out So just hold me, hold me, hold me Take away the pain, inside my soul And I'm afraid, so all alone Take away the pain, that's burning in my soul Cause I'm afraid that I'll be all alone So just hold me, hold me, hold me Hold on to my heart, to my heart, to me Hold on to my heart, to my heart, to me And oh no, don't let me go cause all I am You hold in your hands, and hold me And I'll make it through the night And I'll be alright, hold on, hold on to my heart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted April 1, 2006 Share Posted April 1, 2006 Here are the young men, a weight on their shoulders Here are the young men, well where have they been? We knocked on doors of hell's darker chambers Pushed to the limits, we dragged ourselves in Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying We saw ourselves now as we never had seen Portrayal of the traumas and degeneration The sorrows we suffered and never were freed Where have they been Weary inside, now our hearts lost forever Can't replace the fear or the thrill of the chase These rituals showed up the door for our wanderings Opened and shut, then slammed in our face Where have they been Joy Division - 'Decades' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 could have been i lost you when pictures painted in your head and I wasn't there i could find you safe at home playing games all on your own you wouldn't care please my love i try you know i'd never lie i wouldn't dare i've always wanted you and oh how i'd see you in the air you had red lines in your hair you act like you don't care spinning 'round with your feet high off the ground look down and see what you have found run my fingers through your hair cigarette clouds everywhere i'm lighter than air can't see through the glare memories of how you laugh and lipstick stains are all i have we're safe way up there without a care and oh how much i try to look you in the eye when you smile i swing you to and from i'm never letting go these airtight angels of mine laugh loud when I'm feeling fine spinning 'round get your head up in the clouds look down and see what you have found... Airiel - 'Airtight Angels' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 If I could tell the world just one thing It would be that we're all ok And not to worry because worry is wasteful and useless in times like these I will not be made useless I won't be idled with despair I will gather myself around my faith for light does the darkness most fear My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken Poverty stole your golden shoes but it didn't steal your laughter And heartache came to visit me but i knew it wasn't ever after We will fight, not out of spite for someone must stand up for what's right cause where there's a man who has no voice there ours shall go singing In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters I will get down on my knees and I will pray I will get down on my knees and I will pray I will get down on my knees and I will pray My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken My hands are small, i know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken We are never broken We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind We are God's eyes God's hands God's heart We are God's eyes God's hands God's eyes God's hands We are God's hands God's hands We are God's hands JEWEL - Hands Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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