Aquila Posted April 30, 2006 Share Posted April 30, 2006 Зарови ме надълбоко във студената земя. Уверявам те, ще бъда по-натопло сред пръстта. Зарови ме пак на тъмно, за да мога във нощта да забравя тази дневна черна светлина. Зарови ме ! Нека чувствам върху себе си пръстта. След като си ме убила, направи поне това. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HBK Posted April 30, 2006 Share Posted April 30, 2006 Genesis I Can't Dance Hot sun beating down burning my feet just walking around. Hot sun making me sweat 'Gators getting close, hasn't got me yet I can't dance, I can't talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can't dance, I can't sing I'm just standing here selling everything. Blue jeans sitting on the beach, her dog's talking to me, but she's out of reach. She's got a body under that shirt, but all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt. Cos, I can't dance, I can't talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can't dance, I can't sing I'm just standing here selling. Oh and checking everything is in place, you never know who's looking on. Young punk spilling beer on my shoes, fat guy's talking to me trying to steal my blues. Thick smoke, see her smiling through. I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool. But I can't dance, I can't talk. The only thing about me is the way that I walk. I can't dance, I can't sing I'm just standing here selling Oh and checking everything is in place You never know who's looking on A perfect body with a perfect face - uh-huh. No, I can't dance, I can't talk. The only thing about me is the way I walk. No, I can't dance, I can't sing I'm just standing here selling everything. But I can walk. No I can't dance. No no no I can't dance No I said I can't sing. But I can walk. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted May 1, 2006 Share Posted May 1, 2006 "Нас червеното вино роди ни!!!" Неизвестен автор-алкохолик-борец за по-пълни бъчви Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted May 4, 2006 Share Posted May 4, 2006 The doctors shake their heads They chain around the bed They’re looking for a reason to why I’m still not dead The medicine’s not working I haven’t sleep for days The light is shone right through me The skeleton is weighed Incurable, I’m helpless - the mind and body weak I have so much to tell you but I can’t seem to speak Incurable, I’m lonely The city empties out I live inside the shadow - the shadow of a doubt The cannons fire across me I cannot make the trial The seasons crash around me The bones are in denial My temper is a tower The church will not provide You closed the drawer upon me I am unclassified The romance of the season is wasted on the weak I stayed in bed through snowfall I tried to get some sleep Invisible and broken The spirit has moved out Words that were unspoken, I cannot live without A strange light beckons me this way A strange life beckons me this way Piano Magic - 'Incurable' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted May 5, 2006 Share Posted May 5, 2006 "There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery" Dante Alighieri Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted May 5, 2006 Share Posted May 5, 2006 Stereophonics - Dakota Thinking back, thinking of you Summertime, think it was June Yeah think it was June Laying back, head on the grass Chewing gum, having some laughs Yeah having some laughs You made me feel like the one You made me feel like the one The one You made me feel like the one You made me feel like the one The one Drinking back, drinking for two Drinking with you When drinking was new Sleeping in the back of my car We never went far Didn't need to go far You made me feel like the one You made me feel like the one The one You made me feel like the one You made me feel like the one The one I don't know where we are going now I don't know where we are going now Wake up call, coffee and juice Remembering you What happened to you I wonder if we we'll meet again Talking about life since then Talk about why did it end You made me feel like the one You made me feel like the one The one You made me feel like the one You made me feel like the one The one I don't know where we are going now I don't know where we are going now So take a look at me now (x5) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted May 5, 2006 Share Posted May 5, 2006 Love me like I love you Show me your paradise Hold me when I hold you Desire for you Kiss my sweet lips Lead me to the sky Teach me about all your things Your flesh, your blood, your you Tell me my love is enough Stop running, I'll do Caress your skin Like meadows in the wind Beautiful one - Mortal Love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted May 6, 2006 Share Posted May 6, 2006 I can't remember feeling real (And) the candle burning bright Visions of love and me An another face of the world Beyond your eyes forever moonlight I look into your eyes But I pretend (there's two ways)? You should hear the sound of the words Breaking this feeling Candle burning bright I see you (and me in passion)? When you tell me what a wonderful world Loving me, I swear You just can fall Into my arms Into my arms But I can't remember feeling real Trisomie 21 - 'The Last Song' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HBK Posted May 9, 2006 Share Posted May 9, 2006 Хиподил-Мръсен Гаден Ден Раз-два-три, пак се зазори, мръсен гаден ден, мръсен гаден ден! Ставаш от леглото, главата те боли, мръсен гаден ден, мръсен гаден ден! Ужасна жажда ме разяжда! Сузана с големите цициии, Юли с вълшебния шнуррр! Ужасна жажда ме разяжда! Раз-два-три, долу ме сърби, мръсен гаден ден, мръсен гаден ден! Идва ми внезапно първия трамвай, мръсен гаден ден, мръсен гаден ден! До-ре-ми, долу ми ръми, мръсен гаден ден, мръсен гаден ден! Изобщо не ми пречиш, давай, говори, мръсен гаден ден, мръсен гаден ден! Ужасна жажда ме разяжда! Опа-шуша да ти го намуша! Раз-два-три, липса на пари, мили продуценти ебават ни, нали? Раз-два-три, с нас ги изпери, с нас ги изпери, с нас ги изпери! Нани-нани продуценте! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GeorgiK Posted May 10, 2006 Share Posted May 10, 2006 "... - Жак, не желая да си мислиш, че вече не мога без теб, и да се чувстваш в затвор. - Да, знам. - От теб зависи да ме напуснеш когато и да било, няма да те спра, ще те последвам навсякъде, искам да се чувстваш свободен. Естествено, ако се влюбиш в друга жена, трябва да ми кажеш, няма да се нагълтам с приспивателни, това би било изнудване, просто ще ида да видя дали тя е красива, а после ще си легна, облечена в булчинската си рокля, и ще умра от сицилианска вечерня... - "Сицилианска вечерня" е название на опера. - Да, но звучи като название на болест - от която ставаш на червени плюски и повръщаш. Господине, ще ти каже лекарят, вашата приятелка страда от сицилианска вечерня, а тя не прощава. Ти ще си във фрак, ще се връщаш от любовна нощ, и тогава ще запокитиш цигулката си на пода и ще рухнеш, облян в сълзи... - Цигулката ми? Че за какво ми е цигулка? - В такъв скръбен миг е нужна музика..." Ромен Гари - Нататък билетът не важи Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted May 11, 2006 Share Posted May 11, 2006 'Знаете ли още колко много тайни има на тоя свят, колко неизследвани явления и какъв простор се разкрива пред оногова, когото го влекат към себе си тези тайни! Да вземем един съвсем прост пример поради какво, ако вчера си изпил, да речем, седемстотин и петдесет, а заранта не си имал сгода да пийнеш, за да се оправиш — служебни задължения и тем подобни — и чак късно подир обед, след като си се тормозил шест или седем часа, изпиваш най-сетне, за да си облекчиш душата (е, колко ще изпиеш? Е, да допуснем, сто и петдесет грама),—защо на душата ти не й олеква? Гаденето, което те е съпътствувало от сутринта, от тия сто и петдесет грама се измества от гадене от друга категория, от срамежливо гадене, бузите ти стават пурпурни, а под очите ти е толкова синьо, като че ли предния ден изобщо не си пил своите седемстотин и петдесет, а като че ли предния ден вместо това цяла вечер са те били по мутрата? Защо? Ще ви кажа защо. Защото този човек е станал жертва на своите шест или седем служебни часа. Човек трябва да си подбира работата, лоши работи няма. Срамни професии няма, длъжни сме да уважаваме всяко призвание. Нужно е, щом се събудиш, незабавно да изпиеш нещо, дори не, щях да ви излъжа, не «нещо», а тькмо от онова, което си пил вчера, и да го пиеш с паузи от четирийсет – четирийсет и пет минути, така че до вечерта да изпиеш с двеста и петдесет грама повече, отколкото предния ден. И тогаз нито ще ти се гади, нито ще изпитваш срам, и ти самият ще си такъв белолик, като че ли вече половин година не са те били по мутрата. Виждате ли — колко загадки има в природата, съдбоносни и радостни, колко много бели петна навсякъде! А тази празноглава младеж, нашата смяна; която сякаш изобщо не забелязва тайните на битието. На нея и липсват замах и инициатива, и аз изобщо се съмнявам имат ли те, всички до един, нещо в главите. Какво може да е по-благородно например от експериментирането със себе си? Аз на техните години правех така: вечерта в четьвртък изпивах на един дъх три литра и половина бира с водка — изпивах я и си лягах да спя, без да се събличам, с едничката мисъл ще се събудя ли в петък заранта, или няма да се събудя. И все пак заранта в петък не се събуждах. А се събуждах в събота заранта, и вече не в Москва, а под насипа на железопътната линия в района на Наро-Фоминск. А после — а после с усилие си припомнях и трупах факти, а след като ги натрупвах, ги съпоставях. А след като ги съпоставех, започвах пак да ги възстановявам с напрягане на паметта и с всепронипкващ анализ. А после преминавах от съзерцаване към абстрахиране; с други думи, много вглъбено си пийвах нещо за оправяне и най-сетне научавах къде все пак се е дянал петъкът. Кажи-речи от малък, от ранни младини, любимата ми дума беше «дерзание» и — Господ ми е свидетел—как дерзаех! Ако вие дръзнете да дерзаете като мен — чака ви мозъчен удар или парализа. Или дори не: ако вие дерзаехте така, както аз дерзаех на вашите години, една прекрасна сутрин щяхте да вземете и да не се събудите. А аз се събуждах, почти всяка заран се събуждах и пак започвах да дерзая...' ...още малко от В. Ерофеев, 'Москва - Петушки' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liquid Posted May 11, 2006 Share Posted May 11, 2006 Innocence Faded Animation breathes a cloudless mind Fascination leaves the doubting blind Until the circle breaks and wisdom lies ahead the faithful live Awake the rest remain misled Some will transcend spinning years One as if time disappears Innocence faded the mirror falls behind you Trinity jaded I break down walls to find you Callow and vain fixed like a fossil, shrouding pain Passionless stage Distant like brothers Wearing apathetic displays Sharing flesh like envy in cages Condescending Not intending to end Some will transcend spinning years One as if time disappears Innocence faded the mirror falls behind you Trinity jaded I break down walls to find you Beginnings get complicated the farther we progress Opinions are calculated Immune to openness Beyond the circle's edge We're driven by her blessings Forever hesitating Caught beneath the wheel Innocence faded the mirror falls behind you Cynically jaded The child will crawl to find you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 Добри познати Искра Радева и Михаил Белчев Искаш със теб да останем добри познати - как да разбирам това, как да разбирам това? Длани, които до болка се стапяха сляти, да се здрависват едва, да се здрависват едва. Погледи, дето до дъно се пиеха жадни, леко да се поздравят, леко да се поздравят. Устни, които се пареха, безпощадни, дружески да си мълвят, дружески да си мълвят. Не, ние не можем да бъдем добри познати - няма среда в любовта, няма среда в любовта. Бяхме най-близки, за туй от сега нататък ще сме най-чужди в света, ще сме най чужди в света. Погледи, дето до дъно се пиеха жадни, леко да се поздравят, леко да се поздравят. Устни, които се пареха, безпощадни, дружески да си мълвят, дружески да си мълвят. Искаш със теб да останем добри познати - как да разбирам това, как да разбирам това? Бяхме най-близки, за туй от сега нататък ще сме най-чужди в света, ще сме най чужди в света. Ще сме най-чужди в света. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 Mike Oldfield - Sally, I'm Just a Gorilla Isn't it good to know You only get one go. Give me a key and let me see. Try and act normally! Seems it's an ancient art To be the one who starts it rolling. Wouldn't you like to know the way? Hear what the wise man say. Sally, I'm just a gorilla. I'll say I'll love you ever more. Even an ape from Manila Couldn't stop me knocking on your door! One and a-one make two. Only you must come through. If there's a way, then let me say: I'd rather stay with you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 Малко ме е обзел черният хумор Вчера в детската градина тока тръшна двама-трима, две дечица веселушки светят като крушки. Над смълчаните полета пеят траурни звънчета, черна катафалка мина, Дядо Мраз почина. Вчера в детската градина стана страшен атентат, Дядо Мраз се защитава зад елхата с автомат. А джуджетата с базуки стрелят из града на слуки. Две момченца, кат с бонбонки, се замерят със лимонки. Детски,рязани главички със изцъклени очички се търкалят по земятя на джуджетата в краката. Чичо доктор, зад вратата, спи със две тесли в главата. Двама старци го видели, дружно се засмели. Двама бъркат си в очите и се радват на звездите. Хоп, троп, тра-ла-ла, ще ти купя очила. Спи детенце, спинкай сладко, ток удари твоя татко. Ех, че радост е голяма, гръм да тръшне твойта мама. Дядо Мраз с торба голяма, носи черепа на мама. Хоп, троп, тра-ла-ла, мъртва майка ти била. Къщички в снега се гушат, а прозорчетата пушат. Няма радост по-голяма, да запалиш мама. Вчера в детската градина бомба падна през комина и изхвърли двама-трима в снежната партина. Към смълчана дискотека води кървава пътека, черна катафалка мина с цялата дружина. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liquid Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 DEATH Bite The Pain Look down at the body you may see no trace of wounds but in the eye the eye of the beholder one cannot asume. Not a drop of blood is drawn but you know how it bleeds beware of the sharp edged weapon called human being It is a shield of passion and strong will from this I am the victor instead of the kill I will not feed your hunger, instead I bite the pain looking not back, but forward I bite down hard try to cover up the trail of deceit and daggers spawned from your soul Acid, the tears of remorse flow in vain, too late for regrets save it for the next ill fated game. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kopche Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony 'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life Trying to make ends meet You're a slave to money then you die I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet ... Well I never pray But tonight I'm on my knees I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
velvet_underground Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 Feist-One evening The evening was long, my guesses were true You saw me see you That something you said, the timing was right The pleasure was mine The time and the place, the look on your face Sincerest of eyes If you're ready or not, the state of our hearts There's no time to take When we started both brokenhearted Not believing It could begin and end in one evening We were caught by the light Held on to the day till it became ours The minutes went by, the cab is outside There's no time to take When we parted, moving on And believing it could begin and end in one evening When we started both brokenhearted Not believing it could begin and end in one evening When we parted, moving on And believing it could begin and end in one evening Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted May 12, 2006 Share Posted May 12, 2006 Hello there The angel from my nightmare The shadow in the background of the morgue The unsuspecting victim Of darkness in the valley We can live like Jack and Sally If we want Where you can always find me And we'll have halloween on christmas And in the night we'll wish this never ends We'll wish this never ends (I miss you, I miss you) (I miss you, I miss you) Where are you? And I'm so sorry I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick, strange darkness Comes creeping on so haunting every time And as I stared I counted The webs from all the spiders Catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you And hear your voice of treason Will you come home And stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight Don't waste your time on me You're already the voice inside my head Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pyroman Posted May 13, 2006 Share Posted May 13, 2006 RUOSKA - Tuonen Viemaa mistä on tehty pojat pienet? - lierot, liskot ja myrkkysienet sikiää saatanan syvästä maasta kirnuttu hiidenkirnussa saasta mistä on kiltit tytöt tehty? - liejusta muovattu, lähde kun ehtyy kivistä helvetin leveiltä teiltä siivet revitty enkeleiltä tuonen viemää... ...vihassa siitetty ...vitsalla kiitetty ...lihasta luohittu ...veressä kastettu nahkasiivet, hännät, sarvet raateluhampaat, hirviöparvet päällä kiikkerän ihmislaudan keinuleikkiä partaalla haudan niistä kasvaa miehet, naiset vesikauhuiset painajaiset rakastaa raivoten toinen toistaan harteille lastensa taakkansa nostaa pojat, tyttäret juurakkopuusta puuttuvan renkaan kylkiluusta paras naarata sielunsa suosta viisaampi nöyrtyä, viisaampi juosta Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted May 13, 2006 Share Posted May 13, 2006 Nine Inch Nails - The Perfect Drug I got my head, but my head is unraveling Can't keep control, can't keep track of where it's traveling I got my heart but my heart's no good And you're the only one that's understood I come along but I don't know where you're taking me I shouldn't go but you're reaching back and shaking me Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky The more I give to you, the more I die And I want you You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug You make me hard, when I'm all soft inside I see the truth, when I'm all stupid-eyed The arrow goes straight through my heart Without you everything just falls apart My blood wants to say hello to you My feelings want to get inside of you My soul is so afraid to realize Very little good is left of me And I want you You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug [immense drum solo] Take me with you Take me with you Without you, without you everything falls apart Without you it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HBK Posted May 14, 2006 Share Posted May 14, 2006 Red Hot Chili Peppers › Scar Tissue Scar tissue that I wish you saw Sarcastic mister know it all Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you ’cause With the birds I’ll share With the birds I’ll share This lonely view With the birds I’ll share This lonely view Push me up against the wall Young kentucky girl in a push-up bra Fallin’ all over myself To lick your heart and taste your health ’cause With the birds I’ll share This lonely view... Blood loss in a bathroom stall Southern girl with a scarlet drawl Wave good-bye to ma and pa ’cause With the birds I’ll share With the birds I’ll share This lonely view With the birds I’ll share This lonely view Soft spoken with a broken jaw Step outside but not to brawl Autumn’s sweet we call it fall I’ll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and With the birds I’ll share This lonely view... Scar tissue that I wish you saw Sarcastic mister know it all Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you ’cause With the birds I’ll share With the birds I’ll share This lonely view With the birds I’ll share This lonely view... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted May 15, 2006 Share Posted May 15, 2006 Should have seen this coming Should have known this Shouldn`t have let it happen My mistake alright Stuck again Doing my thing Too alike yet far apart What felt so good once is breaking me And tearing us apart again Don`t you see We`re in this together You and me One on one forever I know it`s self-inflicted We`re way too desperate Way too addicted But I can`t help the way I feel I know it`s time to be strong Now when all hope is gone And when what felt so good once Is breaking me And tearing us apart again And in your troubled eyes I see Someone who carried me somehow Like footprints in the sand You`ve been behind me all along We got it wrong from the start Now it`s you and me Let`s hit it on Don`t you see it`s you and me against the world `cause we`re in this together... Apoptygma Berzerk - In This Together Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted May 15, 2006 Share Posted May 15, 2006 It's like a thunder without rain, And like a week without sunday, Oh, like a book without last page, You want to buy a happy faith. A storm without rain, Without any destruction. It's a good old game, Million pleasures, but no satisfaction. Storm takes your desires, And all expectations. It would happen anyway, It's the only way to lose your frustration. It's like a thunder without rain, And like a week without sunday, Oh, like a book without last page, You want to buy a happy faith. And you can feel without a touch, And you can hear without sleepers. Of course, you'll see without TV, And we will run without sneakers. Red, red sky, And Atlants are swimming by. The same mistakes, Different time and different place. Red, red sky, And Atlants are swimming by. The same mistakes, Different time and different place. It's like a thunder without rain, And like a week without sunday, Oh, like a book without last page, You want to buy a happy faith. And you can feel without a touch, And you can hear without sleepers. Of course, you'll see without TV, And we will run without sneakers. One song is over, Another one in . The more you know, the more you know, You try to forget. Yeah, heaven and earth, There will be no winners. As we all are sleaves, And we are, we are sad sinners. It's like a thunder without rain, And like a week without sunday, Oh, like a book without last page, You want to buy a happy faith. And you can feel without a touch, And you will hear without sleepers. Of course, you'll see without TV, And we will run without sneakers. BRAINSTORM - THUNDER WITHOUT RAIN Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liquid Posted May 17, 2006 Share Posted May 17, 2006 Broken I am only just a broken spirit All the things unseen right before my eyes How could I have ever been so blind To the truth behind bitter lies? I feel so lost and so alone in this room tonight Is nothing ever going to change? I've lost my will I need somebody To help me write out the last page Where I ride into the sunset I race towards the dawn I might have been a hero A king and not just a pawn But that's the way that the story goes you know "It's not that way for me" And I wake up cold and lonely And stare into the screen... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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