BlackWinterDay Posted September 30, 2006 Share Posted September 30, 2006 Uriah Heep - Blood Red Roses Heaven's above What on earth has this come to What have I done What can I do now to show you There's still a chance If you're ready to make up It's not too late 'Cause I'm not ready to break up I try to call But you don't hear at all I'm sending roses I'm sending blood red roses This burning in my heart Is tearing me apart I'm sending roses I'm sending blood red roses You've got to understand That's my heart in your hand Don't walk away We can get this heart mended Or am I the fool And has this love just ended I tried to call But you don't hear at all I gotta keep on trying To stop this love from dying You've got to understand That my heart is in your hand Roses I'm sending blood red roses This burning in my heart Is tearing me apart I'm sending roses I'm sending blood red roses Roses I'm sending blood red roses This burning in my heart Tears me apart Roses - blood red roses You've got to understand That's my heart in your hand Roses I'm sending blood red roses 'Cause this burning in my heart Tears me apart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kopche Posted September 30, 2006 Share Posted September 30, 2006 Поздрави за съфорумците, които помогнаха! Избихме рибата в Черно море с тази табела! Третия ред отдолу нагоре какво е? Шведски, норвежки, унгарски? Датски, според sincity Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted September 30, 2006 Share Posted September 30, 2006 Хохохо! Третия ред отдолу нагоре какво е? Шведски, норвежки, унгарски? [Edit] Готов съм да вярвам на всеки, който твърди, че знае датски! [/Edit] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted October 1, 2006 Share Posted October 1, 2006 Japanese policeman living in scandinavia. this is not a hospital show. this is not a lawyer show. julie andrews opened her mouth and piles of overweight men fell out. he solves the crimes you read about in the papers unbeknownst to his crowds of admirers just don't make him mad he'll beat up your dad and humiliate you Kimono - 'Japanese Policeman' quicktime video MP3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 Pulp - Disco 2000 Well we were born within an hour of each other Our mothers said we could be sister and brother Your name is Deborah, De-bo-rah It never suited ya And they said that when we grew up We'd get married and never split up We never did it although I often thought of it Chorus Oh Deborah, do you recall? Your house was very small With woodchip on the wall When I came round to call You didn't notice me at all And I said let's all meet up in the year 2000 Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown Be there, 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road I never knew that you'd get married I would be living down here on my own On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago. You were the first girl at school to get breasts Martin said that you were the best The boys all loved you but I was a mess I had to watch them trying to get you undressed We were friends but that was as far as it went I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant Oh it meant nothing to you Cos you were so popular Chorus Oh what are you doing Sunday baby? Would you like to come and meet me maybe? You can even bring your baby Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 Хлътна ли? Хлътна ли? Хлътналихлътналихлътнали? Коя сте вие? Защо си говорим с почти допрени лица? Наистина ли сте чела последнат ами книга? Можете ли да ми гарантирате, че не сънувам? Как е възможно устните ви да са толкова красиви и червени? Смятате ли, че е благоразумно да сте толкова сладка, да сте на двадесет и една години и да носите тениска размер XXXS? Давате ли си сметка какъв риск поемате, като ми правите комплименти с тия ваши толкова сини очи? Защо оставям ръката ми да се поти във вашата? Защо коленете ви пробуждат у мен желание да измислям преходни глаголи? Всъшност колко е часът? И как ви е името ти? Искаш ли да се омъжите за мен? Би ли могла да ми кажеш къде се намираме сега? Какви са дражетата, които смучем? Защо лазерните лъчи пронизват пелената от втечнен въздух? За кого са бутилките шампанско, които съскат над главите ни? Колко време трябва, за да започнеш да съжаляваш, че си се родил на този свят? Знаеш ли, че имаш хубави очи, нали знаеш? Защо плачете? Кога ще ме целунеш? Искате ли още една водка? Кога ще се целунем пак? Защо спряхте да танцувате? Какви са тези хора? Твои приятели или мои врагове? Имаш ли нещо против да си свалиш пуловера? Колко деца искаш да имаш? Кои са любимите ти имена? Какво ще правим сега? Защо да не излезем на въздух? Бън ли сме вече? У вас ли отиваме или у нас? Да спра ли такси? Значи предпочиташ да повървиш? Защо тръгнахме по "Шан-з-Елизе"? Смяташ ли, че сбъркахме, като си свалихме обувките и тръгнахме боси по асфалта? Дали може да се загрее лъжичка върху гроба на Незнайния воин? Имаш ли си гадже? Защо мисля същото като теб? Познаваш ли много хора, които произнасят едно и също нещо в един и същи момент? Това ченге какво се е вторачило в нас? Защо всички тези коли се въртят около Триумфалната арка? Защо не се приберат у дома? Колко време ще седим по средата на площад "Етоал" и ще си пускаме езици на два градуса над нулат, вместо да правим любов в леглото като всички други? Смяташ ли, че постъпихме добре, като му откраднахме фуражката? Сигурна ли си , че ченгетата тичат по-бавно от нас? Твой ли е този мотор? Сигурна ли си, че ще можеш да караш в това състояние? Що не намалиш малко? Защо пое по околовръстното? Дали е разумно да се накланяш така настрани, когато вземеш завоите със 180 километра в час? Редно ли е да се прмъкваш така между камионите в шест сутринта? Утре дали ще се съмне? Защо да ходим на летище "Роаси-Шарл-дьо-Гол"? Променя ли се животът, когато смениш града? Струва ли си даа пътува човек в този еднакъв свят? Не ти ли е студено? Само на мен ли ми замръзват топките? Какво? Не чуваш нищо заради каската? Значи мога да крещя каквото си искам? Да си пея "I wanna hold your hand"? Да продължавам да те лъжа докато галя гърба ти под пуловера, после гърдите ти през сутиена, после да пъхна пръсти в гащичките ти, мамка му, дали това ще те накара да намалиш? Къде ще оставим тази машина? Пред аерогара 1 или на паркинга? Защо мястото на паркинга е 3PR? Не ти ли прилича на "трипер"? Колко ли трае действието на това хапче? Защо автоматичните врати се разтварят, преди да си ги докоснал? Защо от бледата неонова светлина ми се струа, че крача по Луната? Наистина ли правим скокове по шест метра или това е илюзия? Би ли била така добра да продължиш да ме целуваш? Ще имаш ли нещо против, ако ти се изпразня в устата? Дали си навита да се затворим в тоалетната, за да те изчукам в лицето? Ще го лапнеш ли, ако ти оближа катеричката? Нали беше чудно? Наистина си беше чудно, нали? Направо страхотно, само че колко е сега часът? Защо след нощта непременно трябва да настъпва ден? Вместо да вървим в обратна посока по подвижните тротоари вътре в плексигласовите тръби- тези преплетени черва, построени през седемдесетте, подобни на тръбите за интубиране, които завират в устата на тежко ранените при ПТП- та ти казвам, вместо да се мотаем като смахнати из летище "Роаси", защо не се качим на някой самолет? Първият от списъка на заминаващите? Така тази история никога няма да има край? Да отлетим за Венецуела или за Беларус, за Шри Ланка или за Виетнам? Там, където слънцето тъкмо залязва? Виж как тракат буквите, докато се превъртат по онова старомодно табло: Дъблин? Кьолн? Оран? Токио? Шанхай? Амстердам? Мадрид? Единбург? Коломбо? Осло? Дали всеки град всъшност не е въпрос? Съжаляваш ли, че не си в някой от онзи самолети? Знаеш ли, че в тях има сини стюардеси, които може би вече поднасят увито в целофан ядене върху пластмасови табли на натъпкани с лексомил бизнесмени? Чуваш ли съобщенията за заминаване, които някаква тъжна служителка монотонно реди след всяко електронно подрънкване?може ли да погаля още малко устните ти преди да си тръгнеш? Кой от нас ще си тръгне пръв? Защо? О, защоооо ли трябва да си кажем сбогом? И на теб ли ти е кофти като на мен, когато се намирам на летище? Не смяташ ли, че има някаква поезия на тези места, откъдето хората просто минават? Меланхолията на отпътуването? Лириката на посрещането? Високата концентрация на климатизирани емоции из въздуха? Колко време продължава снижаването? Дали нашата любов ще оцелее без химически бягства? Няма ли най-после да спрем да мълчим, докато гледаме как денят настъпва в това безлюдно кафене? Защо всички магазини на летището все още са затврени, а видеоигрите не работят? Завиждаш ли на онези служители от средния ешалон там, които чакат всеки полет в застлани линолеум чакални, изтегнати по оранжевите канапета с по чаша нескафе в ръка? Как ти се струва оня митничар там с лош дъх или техникът по поддръжката, който шумно влачи някаква количка, или пък клошарит, които хъркат по пейките от виолетова пластмаса? Какво искат да ни кажат? Че човек никога не може да избяга от себе си? Че едно пътуване никога до никъде не води? Че човек трябва цял живот да бъде в отпуск или никога да не бъде? Би ли ми пуснала ръката, ако обичаш? Не усещаш ли колко ми се иска да бъда сам посред всичкия този изоставен багаж? Дали ще можем да се разделим без много болка, макар да се намираме пред рекламата “Envy” на Гучи? И докато гледаме с овлажнени очи как излитат всички тези боинги, не мога да се сдържа да не си задам един последен въпрос: защо не сме на борда на някой от тях? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Salida Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 Una historia sin tiempo Que no tiene fin un amor como el nuestro no, ni nunca podra morir Quiero ser en tu alma un momento feliz te amare por siempre vivire dentro de ti En los dias de dolor siente mi amor que vendra con el viento que vendra con el sol en los ojos de dios lejos de ti me veras en sue sentiras mi besos y oirias reir si te sientes solo y estas en silencio piensa en mis caricias y en nuestros secretos quiero ser en tu alma un momento feliz te amare por siempre vivire dentro de ti En los dias de dolor siente mi amor Salma Hayek - Siente Mi Amor Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ZGAN Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 "Аз, като едно зряло и отговорно човешко същество, никога няма да призная правото на някой друг да управлява моя избор, какво да вкарвам в тялото си или накъде да отправя своя разум. От кожата навътре всичко е под моя юрисдикция, или не е така? Аз избирам какво може или не може да прекоси тази бариера. Тук аз съм митничар и аз съм граничар. Аз съм единствения законен и духовен представител на тази територия и тук са в сила само законите, които аз съм избрал за самия себе си." Prochetoh go v knigata na Julian Karajov - Narkoticite pochti vsichko za tiah. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted October 12, 2006 Share Posted October 12, 2006 Billy Idol - Eyes Without A Face I'm all out of hope One more bad dream could bring a fall When I'm far from home Don't call me on the phone To tell me you're alone It's easy to deceive It's easy to tease But hard to get release Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Got no human grace your eyes without a face. I spend so much time Believing all the lies To keep the dream alive Now it makes me sad It makes me mad at truth For loving what was you Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Got no human grace your eyes without a face. When you hear the music you make a dip Into someone else's pocket then make a slip. Steal a car and go to Las Vegas oh, the gigolo pool. Hanging out by the state line, Turning holy water into wine Drinkin' it down, oh I'm on a bus on a psychedelic trip Reading murder books tryin' to stay hip. I'm thinkin' of you you're out there so Say your prayers. Say your prayers. Say your prayers. Now I close my eyes And I wonder why I don't despise Now all I can do Is love what was once So alive and new But it's gone from your eyes I'd better realise Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face Got no human grace your eyes without a face. Such a human waste your eyes without a face And now it's getting worse. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moon Light Posted October 12, 2006 Share Posted October 12, 2006 I've been down a lonely street tonight And I don't know what's wrong with me I don't know what's wrong with me The clouds cover up the Dublin sky I don't know what's left of me I don't know what's right with me And I've tried to keep my distance And I've sung Amazing Grace I've tarnished all our memories But there'll always be a trace of you Of you I remember laughing on that river's edge Trying to get you to jump with me Trying to get you to fall for me And your trembling heart it beat so fast Holdings hands you promised me Holding hands we counted to three... And I felt your slipping fingers And I saw you change your mind If I hadn't dragged you in with me You would have let me dive without you Without you They sent you all the way from Hollywood And maybe that Dublin sky was changing you It put diamonds in your eyes I always thought we were going to make it through But I wanted to hear it first from you How many days am I going to regret you? How many nights till I forget you? Have I been wasting all those years? Held down by these tears? How many dreams have I left deserted? How many hopes have been diverted? Have I been buried in the dirt? Held down by this hurt? How many loads did I let you hijack? How many ways can I stand here in playback? How did I end up lying here Crying underneath the Dublin sky? How many days am I going to regret you? How many nights till I forget you? Have I been wasting all these years? Drowning in my tears? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kopche Posted October 16, 2006 Share Posted October 16, 2006 Някога, някога, толкова някога, колкото девет лета, на някаква уличка с няколко думички спря ме веднъж любовта. Беше наистина толкова истинска, колкото може да е: слънцето - весело, старата есен, старото тъжно небе, весели, есенни кестени блеснали, ръсеха светли следи, златни квадратни невероятни изгряваха вредом звезди. Странно тържествена, жертвена, женствена беше земята под нас. Бяхме ний истински, искрени, искащи, мислещи само на глас. Може би времето, може би временно, може би от възрастта, няма ни улички, няма ни думички, няма я в нас любовта. Може би някъде, някога, в някого пак ще се влюбим, нали? Нещо ще искаме, нещо ще чакаме, нещо пак ще ни боли... Колко естествено, просто, наследствено дойде при нас трезвостта. Весели, есенни кестени, где сте вий, где е сега любовта? Някога, някога, толкова някога, колкото девет лета, на някаква уличка с няколко думички спря ме веднъж любовта. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
velvet_underground Posted October 16, 2006 Share Posted October 16, 2006 kopche,чие е? The Cure-Lovecats We move like cagey tigers We couldn't get closer than this The way we walk The way we talk The way we stalk The way we kiss We slip through the streets While everyone sleeps Getting bigger and sleeker And wider and brighter We bite and scratch and scream all night Let's go and throw All the songs we know... Into the sea You and me All these years and no one heard I'll show you in spring It's a treacherous thing We missed you hissed the lovecats We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully Wonderfully pretty! Oh you know that I'd do anything for you... We should have each other to tea huh? We should have each other with cream Then curl up by the fire And sleep for awhile It's the grooviest thing It's the perfect dream Into the sea You and me All these years and no one heard I'll show you in spring It's a treacherous thing We missed you hissed the lovecats We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully Wonderfully pretty! Oh you know that I'd do anything for you... We should have each other to dinner huh? We should have each other with cream Then curl up in the fire Get up for awhile It's the grooviest thing It's the perfect dream Hand in hand Is the only way to land And always the right way round Not broken in pieces Like hated little meeces... How could we miss Someone as dumb as this? I love you... let's go... Oh... solid gone... How could we miss Someone as dumb as this? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted October 16, 2006 Share Posted October 16, 2006 kopche,чие е?Недялко Йорданов разбира се Любов необяснима, любов невероятна, не пухкава и зрима, не топла и приятна, не лека и минутна, от щастие обзета край печката уютна до плюшени пердета. Любов необяснима, рискована и тайна, любов необходима, до болка всеотдайна, без никакви облаги и ордени, и сметки, изгаряна на клади, затваряна в решетки. Любов необяснима, без думи и без звуци, с разтворени зеници и стиснати юмруци - от многото любови единствено възможна, за да останем хора в епохата тревожна. Любов необяснима, най-истинска и свята, прониквай във главите, навлизай във сърцата, когато те обстрелват със бомби и куршуми, когато те замерват със камъни и думи. Любов необяснима и винаги нелесна, понякога горчива, но непременно честна, убият ли те днеска, ти утре ще възкрзснеш във чистите сърца на внуците невръстни. Любов необяснима, любов необяснима, във всяка светла пролет, във всяка страшна зима, ах, трябва да те има, да, трябва да те има, любов необяснима, любов необяснима. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Curunir Posted October 17, 2006 Share Posted October 17, 2006 Little angel go away Come again some other day The devil has my ear today I'll never hear a word you say Promised I would find a little solace And some peace of mind Whatever just as long as I don't feel so Desperate and ravenous So weak and powerless Desperate and Ravenous So weak and powerless Over you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liquid Posted October 17, 2006 Share Posted October 17, 2006 The Unquiet Grave Cold blows the wind to my true love, And gently drops the rain. I've never had but one true love, And in green-wood he lies slain. I'll do as much for my true love, As any young girl may, I'll sit and mourn all on his grave, For twelve months and a day. And when twelve months and a day was passed, The ghost did rise and speak, "Why sittest thou all on my grave And will no let me sleep?" "Go fetch me water from the desert, And blood from out the stone, Go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast That young man never has known." "My breast is cold as clay, My breath is earthly strong, And if you kiss my cold clay lips, Your days they won't be long." "How oft on yonder grave, sweetheart, Where we were wont to walk, The fairest flower that e'er I saw Has withered to a stalk." "When will we meet again, sweetheart, When will we meet again?" "When the autumn leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted October 18, 2006 Share Posted October 18, 2006 Skid Row - I Remember you Woke up to the sound of pouring rain The wind would whisper and I'd think of you And all the tears you cried, that called my name And when you needed me I came through I paint a picture of the days gone by When love went blind and you would make me see I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes So that I knew you were there for me Time after time you were there for me Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you We spend the summer with the top rolled down Wished ever after would be like this You said I love you babe, without a sound I said I'd give my life for just one kiss I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you We've had our share of hard times But that's the price we paid And through it all we kept the promise that we made I swear you'll never be lonely Woke up to the sound of pouring rain Washed away a dream of you But nothing else could ever take you away 'Cause you'll always be my dream come true Oh my darling, I love you Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted October 18, 2006 Share Posted October 18, 2006 This is my favourite sad story, Forget me not or I'll forget myself I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of sometimes I just can't face myself This is my favorite sad story, Forget me not or I'll forget myself. I guess I'll tuck myself away tonight, you know it's been one of those days. Every pretty flower, every lovely flower, every deadly flower hides its light inside of shame. I do not know why you don't know, I cannot reap what you have sown Beneath this blanket of loose soil, wrapped around my mortal coil. Well a stem is not a rose, but that's how my garden grows. I can't see the forest for the trees, the stinking poison for disease Now it's all shot to hell and back again. I seek redemption for the same old sins and I fall on my knees, And I pray that all the poppies they they will just fade away. But fields of poppies they remain. That's how they found me last time, dead This is my favorite sad story, forget me not or I'll forget myself. I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of, sometimes I just won't face myself. This is my favorite sad story, forget me not or I'll forget myself I guess I'll just tuck myself away tonight you know its been one of those days. Every pretty flower, every lovely flower, every deadly flower, hides its light inside of shame. I do not know why you don't know, I cannot reap what you have sown, Beneath this blanket of loose soil, wrapped around my mortal coil. Irises lay in spring mud, where lovers drown each other's sorrows, Where lovers dream about tomorrows. As for me I drown another kind as sadness runs course through my veins. Posie wreaths they crown me. My heart, My heart I should just fade away, fade away Like a flower... Rozz Williams & Gitane Demone - 'Flowers' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted October 20, 2006 Share Posted October 20, 2006 I don't know how else to put this. It's taking me so long to do this. I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight. My muscles feel like a melee, My body's curled in a U-shape. I put on my best, but I'm still afraid. Propped up by lies and promises. Saving my place as life forgets. Maybe it's time I saw the world. I'm only here for a while. And patience is not my style, And I'm so tired that I got to go. Where am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do? Did you really think I wouldn't see this through? Tell me I should stick around for you. Tell me I can have it all. I'm still too tired to care and I got to go. I get to go home in one week. But I'm leaving home in three weeks. They throw me a bone just to pick me dry. I follow the suted directions. I crawl up inside for protection. I'm told what to do and I don't know why. I'm over existing in limbo I'm over the myths and placebos I don't really mind if I just fade away I'm ready to live with my family. I'm ready to die in obscurity Cause I'm so tired that I got to go. Where am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do? You still don't think I'm gonna see this through. Tell me I'm a part of history. Tell me I can have it all. I'm still too tired to care and I got to go... Stone Sour - Zzyxz Road Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted October 21, 2006 Share Posted October 21, 2006 Anyway, i can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and i'm tired now. anyway, i've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and i'm tired now. but don't be scared, i found a good job and i go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved. i'm pilling up some unread books under my bed and i really think i'll never read again. no concentration, just a white disorder everywhere around me, you know i'm so tired now. but don't worry i often go to dinners and parties with some old friends who care for me, take me back home and stay. mochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me. monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me. sometimes i search an event or something to remember, but i've really got nothing in mind. sometimes i open the windows and listen people walking in the down streets. there is a life out there. but don't be scared, i found a good job and i go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved. anyway, i can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and i'm tired now. anyway, i've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and i'm tired now. but don't be scared, i found a good job and i go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved. mochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me. monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeGor Posted October 21, 2006 Share Posted October 21, 2006 I asked myself was I content With the world that I once cherished Did it bring me to this darkened place To contemplate my perfect future I will not stand nor utter words against This tide of hate Losing sight of what and who I was again I'm so sorry if these seething words I say Impress on you That I've become the anathema of my soul I can't say that you're losing me I always tried to keep myself tied to this world Though I know where this is leading (Please) no tears no sympathy I can't say that you're losing me But I must be that which I am Though I know where this could take me No tears no sympathy Gracefully Respectfully Facing conflict deep inside myself But here confined Losing control of what I could not change Gracefully Respectfully I ask you please don't worry Not for me Don't turn your back Don't turn away I can't say that you're losing me I always tried to keep myself tied to this world Though I know where this is leading (Please) no tears no sympathy I can't say that you're losing me But I must be that which I am Though I know where this could take me No tears no sympathy No tears for me No sympathy ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlackWinterDay Posted October 22, 2006 Share Posted October 22, 2006 Rob Halford - Prisoner of your eyes When I saw your face I Became a prisoner of your eyes And I would do most anything To stay and be with you. How did we go wrong? I can't believe it's over Tell me why it's happening? Who threw it all away? Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love No one takes the blame You and I have wondered We gave all we could to this It's time to face the truth Now we realize All we had is over Comes an end to everything There's nothing left to give Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Stop the heartache We can try and start again End the heart break A little time - will help to ease the pain I still see your face When I close my eyes If I opened up again Would you still be here? Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
E.T. Posted October 23, 2006 Share Posted October 23, 2006 Crowded House- Weather With You Walking round the room singing Stormy weather At 57 mt. pleasant st. Now its the same room but everythings different You can fight the sleep but not the dream Things aint cooking in my kitchen Strange affliction wash over me Julius caesar and the roman empire Couldnt conquer the blue sky Theres a small boat made of china Going nowhere on the mantlepiece Do I lie like a loungeroom lizard Or do I sing like a bird released Chorus Everywhere you go you always take the weather with you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeGor Posted October 25, 2006 Share Posted October 25, 2006 просто няма такава музика.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
E.T. Posted October 26, 2006 Share Posted October 26, 2006 -Какво най-много обичаш да правиш на този свят, Пух? -Ами-каза Пух,-какво обичам най-много...-и той се спря да помисли, защото при все че да Ядеш Мед е много хубаво нещо, има един миг, точно преди да започнеш да ядеш, който е по-хубав, отколкото когато вече си започнал, но той не знаеше как се нарича това. После си помисли, че да бъде с Кристофър Робин е много хубаво нещо и да имаш приятел като Прасчо до себе си също е много хубаво. И като размисли всичко това, той каза: "Това, което обичам най-много на този свят, е Аз и Прасчо да дойдем да те видим и ти да ни кажеш:"Какво ще кажете за нещо малко?" , и аз да кажа:"Не бих имал нищо против, а ти, Прасчо?" , и вън да е ден за тананикане и птичките да пеят." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted October 26, 2006 Share Posted October 26, 2006 KATATONIA | Velvet Thorns (of Drynwhyl) Ten strings of darkness on a violin sad. I watch the mountains where the frost begins. The northern storm is guiding me To the forest Silently the nightbirds fly. Their last scream- my eternal dirge Under the fullmoon a funeral In the forest Still I walk with open wounds but the third is now Rising Through the ashes of a dying love a new soul is born I watch the feathers like snow in the winter The angels that fell, splendid to rape Tall are the shadows that dance before me As they Shows the way to the dawn An autumn forest that never reach Condemned to sorrow Chasing the wind / like a spirit fly Through the autumn trees / towards the sky Hoofs are pounding / In the clouds above The chariot of sorrow / watch me die. Hear the violin / so sad and blackened. Like a breeze / the songs of drynhwyl. Chasing the wind / like my spirit die. Dreaming of the queen / the queen of roses. Now they die, pure sorrow flow. My souls funeral, too close to the end Now they die, purest blood pours. Forever die, but I must... I must die Through the sky And the forest. Follow the wind, go north my child. to the purest of winters Go to the forest that never ends. There you'll find your fate And to the north I rode, on the coldest of winds. I watched the mountains where the frost begun Where no angels ever dare to tread Where death is all mine At last I found the throne of bereavement. Grim and bleak raised to the sky The velvet thorns of drynhwyl are mine And so are death and sadness See... My final sacrifice In the trees you will hear my voice Ever calling ever falling Ten strings of darkness on a violin sad Flowing tunes on autumn funeral. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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