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Нямам постоянно местожителство

и не искам да имам,

защото се плаша от властта на вещите,

от неподвижния хоризонт на прозореца -

и от хората с неподвижни хоризонти…

 

Стефан Цанев

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Damien Rice - 9 Crimes

 

(feat. Lisa Hannigan)

 

Leave me out with the waste.

This is not what I do.

It's the wrong kind of place.

To be thinking of you.

It's the wrong time for somebody new

It's a small crime and I've got no excuse.

 

Is that alright?

Give my gun away when it's loaded

Is that alright?

If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it?

Is that alright?

Give my gun away. when it's loaded

Is that alright with you?

 

Leave me out with the waste.

This is not what I do.

It's the wrong kind of place.

To be cheating on you.

It's the wrong time.

She's pulling me through.

It's a small crime.

And I've got no excuse.

 

Is that alright?

Give my gun away, when it's loaded?

Is that alright?

If you dont shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it

Is that alright?

If I give my gun away, when it's loaded

Is that alright?

Is that alright with you?

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ENTWINE

Safe In A Dream

 

On the edge of life

After all these days are gone

The endless haze will rise

 

I close my eyes

I'm safe from all harm

I'm safe in a dream

I want you to stay

I want you to be there for me

'Cos I need your love

I need your touch

I long for your embrace

 

On the edge of time

All the scenes are falling behind

It seems that all is lost

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Im gone sent into outer space find another race

 

Ill take your brain to another dimension

Pay close attention!

 

The Prodigy - Out of space

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I've heard there was a special code

that David played, and it pleased the Lord

But you don't really care about music, Do ya?

It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth

The minor Fall, The major lift,

The baffled king composing, halleujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty in the moonlight over threw you

She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne

she cut your hair and from your she drew a halleujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

Baby I've been here before

I know this room, I walked this floor

I used to live alone here before I knew ya

Yeah and I've seen your flag on the marble arch

But listen love; love is not some kind of victory march

No it's a cold and it's a very broken Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

There was a time you let me know

What's really going on below

Ah but now you never show it to me, do ya?

Well but I remember, yeah, when I moved in you

And the holy dove; she was moving too

Yes and every single breath that we drew was Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

Maybe there's a God above

As for me; all I ever seem to learn from love

Is how to shoot at someone who out-drew ya

Yeah, but it's not a complaint that you hear tonight

It's not the laughter of someone who claims to have seen the light

No, it's a cold and it's a very lonely Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

 

I did my best, it wasn't much

I couldn't feel, so I learned to touch

I've told the truth; I didn't come all this way to fool ya

Yeah and even though it all went wrong

I'll stand right here before the lord of song

with nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah…

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КАРЦЕР - АПОКАЛИПСИС

 

Когато сутрин погледнеш тревата

и тя е покрита с прах,

тогава, човече, знай, че Земята

вече умира под нас.

 

Когато сутрин погледнеш небето

и видиш черна мъгла,

знай, повече слънцето няма да свети,

човече, то също умря!

 

Бавно, бавно хора потъват

в море от нефт и катран,

бавно, бавно умира Земята

и настъпва вечният ад.

 

Никой нищо не може да направи,

освен да чака деня,

в който всичко ще стане на пепел

и ще се носи гадна воня.

 

Осъден си да чакаш края,

да се гърчиш в агония ужасна,

да гледаш как всичко се стопява

и последната искрица живот угасва.

 

Озонова дупка, смог, земетресения,

никъде не можеш да избягаш от това,

токсични дъждове, отровни изпарения,

последното спасение е само в смъртта.

 

Краят ще дойде, но ти не знаеш кога,

ще се промъкне като студена хлъзгава змия,

за миг ще свършат твоите проблеми,

а до тогава има още много малко време.

 

Гледаш пред себе си, гледаш безмълвно,

въздухът носи мирис на леш,

вече е късно, много е късно,

ти, човече, не трябва да умреш.

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Здравейтие, съфорумци ! Прочел съм цялата тема.. ама миналата година. Та.. за това не знам дали няма да повторя нещо като си пиша и аз любимите песнички, стихчета и прочие, ама ще прощавате..

Та.. нека започнем с една велика песен...

 

The Cult - Painted On My Heart

 

I thought you'd be out of my mind

And I'd finally found a way to learn to live without you

I thought it was just a matter of time

Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you

 

But it's just not so

And after all this time, I still can't let go

 

I've still got your face

Painted on my heart

Scrawled upon my soul

Etched upon my memory, baby

 

I've got your kiss

Still burning on my lips

The touch of my fingertips

This love so deep inside of me, baby

 

I've tried everything that I can

To get my heart to forget you

But it just can't seem to

 

I guess it's just no use

In every part of me

Is still a part of you

 

And I've still got your face

Painted on my heart

Scrawled upon my soul

Etched upon my memory, baby

 

I've got your kiss

Still burning on my lips

The touch of her fingertips

This love so deep inside of me, baby

 

I've still got your face

Painted on my heart

Painted on my heart

Painted on my heart, oh baby

 

Something in your eyes keeps haunting me

I'm trying to escape you

And I know there ain't no way to

To chase you from my mind

 

I've still got your face

Painted on my heart

Scrawled upon my soul

Etched upon my memory baby

 

I've got your kiss

Still burning on my lips

The touch of my fingertips

This love so deep inside of me, baby

 

I've still got your face

I've still got your face

Painted on my heart

Painted on my heart

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Young teacher the subject

Of schoolgirl fantasy

She wants him so badly

Knows what she wants to be

Inside her there's longing

This girl's an open page

Book marking - she's so close now

This girl is half his age

 

Don't stand, don't stand so

Don't stand so close to me

Don't stand, don't stand so

Don't stand so close to me

 

Her friends are so jealous

You know how bad girls get

Sometimes it's not so easy

To be the teacher's pet

Temptation, frustration

So bad it makes him cry

Wet bus stop, she's waiting

His car is warm and dry

 

Loose talk in the classroom

To hurt they try and try

Strong words in the staff room

The accusations fly

It's no use, he sees her

He starts to shake and cough

Just like the old man in

That book by Nabakov

 

Don't stand, don't stand so

Don't stand so close to me

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Това май го бях срещнал нейде из тази тъй обширна тема, ама не съм сигурен за това ще го напиша :)

 

Ezekiel 25:17

"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides

By the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.

Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will,

Shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness,

For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger

Those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.

And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."

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Нямаше още никакви хора

около кафенето "Кристал",

късите рокли бяха на мода -

Емил Димитров едва беше запял:

(Арлекино, Арлекино)

 

Ей, синьо елече Ирина облече

в дългата, дългата тягостна нощ,

Кордов намери вълшебното цвете

и светът стана по-малко лош

(под дъжда, който чука в листата)

 

С него тогава горяхме от обич,

Лили пееше: "Малка съм аз...",

а над Витоша облаци нови

се прегръщаха, сякаш над нас.

 

Коста Цонев тогава пред всички

обяви "микрофонът е ваш"

и излезе Богдана самичка

и запя "но се риен...".

 

Зеленооко момиче откри

за Боян колко много неща са красиви,

а пък Годжунов така и до днес

не разбра, че и розите май са бодливи.

 

А по Йорданка делфини тъгуват,

Гошо потъна сам в тишина,

Бисер все още е юноша бледен

в събота срещу неделя едва -

(Аз съм само един юноша весел)

 

Ей, още очаква Мишо Мария

на булеварда, под кестен висок,

вятърът свири сякаш с фуния,

песен от филма "Козият рог" -

(на - на - на на на, на - на - на на на на)

 

Мими възпя свойта майчица свята,

Петьо мъката своя прокуди,

а от малкия светъл прозорец

за "Щурците" светът беше чуден.

 

Нямаше група Сигнал и каскади,

импресариа и "Може би",

Маргарита успя да запази

своя устрем за по-късни дни.

 

Нямаше диско, нямаше реге,

нямаше още "Диана експрес".

Нито на Васко кой, кой да му каже -

Тодор Колев го нямаше даже.

(Отвори ми, нося тишина)

ти - ди-ди, ти -ди-ди, ти - ди-ди -да. :wub:

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Rambo Amadeus - Turbo Folk

 

 

Folk je narod, turbo je sistem ubrizgavanja

goriva pod pritiskom u cilindar motora sa

unutrasnjim sagorijevanjem.

Turbo folk je gorenje naroda.

Svako pospjesivanje tog sagorijevanja je turbo folk.

Razbuktavanje najnizih strasti kod homosapiensa.

Muzika je miljenica svih muza, harmonija svih umjetnosti.

Turbo folk nije muzika, turbo folk je miljenica masa,

kakofonija svih ukusa i mirisa.

Ja sam mu dao ime.

 

Alkohol je turbo folk,

koka kola je turbo folk,

pecenje na raznju je turbo folk,

porno sopovi su turbo folk,

nacionalizam je turbo folk,

rejv parti je turbo folk,

etno dzez je turbo folk.

 

Adolf Hitler je turbo folk,

trgovina ljudskim organima je turbo folk,

kriminalci su turbo folk,

marlboro je turbo folk,

silikoni su turbo folk,

kokain je turbo folk,

dzipovi sa niskoprofilnim felnama su turbo folk.

 

Sistem ubrizgavanja goriva pod pritiskom u

cilindar motora sa unutrasnjim sagorijevanjem.

Turbo folk je gorenje naroda.

Svako pospjesivanje tog sagorijevanja je turbo folk.

Razbuktavanje najnizih strasti kod homosapiensa.

Ja nisam izmislio turbo folk, ja sam mu dao ime.

 

Glasacki listic koji omogucuje svakoj budali

da ga ispravno popuni je turbo folk,

tetoviranje, pirsing i bodi art su turbo folk,

auto otpadi su turbo folk,

sex trafiking je turbo folk,

registracije sa malim ili okruglim

brojevima su turbo folk,

McDonald je turbo folk,

kladionice su turbo folk,

przionice kafe su turbo folk,

zlato i drago kamenje su turbo folk,

evrovizija je turbo folk,

hipermarketi su turbo folk,

stadioni su turbo folk,

sapunske serije su turbo folk,

modni kreatori su turbo folk,

politicki marketing je turbo folk.

 

Ja nisam izmislio turbo folk, ja sam mu dao ime.

 

B)

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BLONDIE-One Way Or Another

 

 

One way or another I'm gonna find ya

I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha

One way or another I'm gonna win ya

I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha

One way or another I'm gonna see ya

I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha

One day, maybe next week

I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha

I will drive past your house

And if the lights are all down

I'll see who's around

 

I'll walk down the mall

Stand over by the wall

Where I can see it all

Find out who ya call

Lead you to the supermarket checkout

Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd

 

One way or another I'm gonna lose ya

I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another

I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya

One way or another I'm gonna lose ya

I'm gonna trick ya trick ya trick ya trick ya

One way or another I'm gonna lose ya

I'm gonna give you the slip

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Hooverphonic - Mad About You

 

Feel the vibe, feel the terror, feel the pain

It's driving me insane

I can't fake

For God's sake, why am I

Driving in the wrong lane

Trouble is my middle name

But in the end I'm not too bad

Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad about you

Mad about you

Mad

 

Are you the fishy wine who will give me

A headache in the morning

Or just a dark blue land mine

That'll explode without a decent warning

Give me all your true hate

And I'll translate it in our bed

Into never seen passion, never seen passion

That's why I am so mad about you

Mad about you

Mad

Trouble is your middle name

But in the end you're not too bad

Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be

So mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

Mad

 

Give me all your true hate

And I'll translate it in your bed

Into never seen passion

That is why I am so mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

Mad about you

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Kiss - Sure know something

 

I've been up and down, I've been all around

I was mystified, almost terrified

But late at night I still hear you call my name

I've been on my own, I've been all alone

I was hypnotized, I felt paralyzed

But late at night I still want you just the same

 

I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool

And I sure know something, sure know something

You showed me things they never taught me in school

And I sure know something, sure know something

No one can make me feel the way that you do

And I sure know something, aha

 

I was seventeen, you were just a dream

I was mesmerized, I felt scared inside

You broke my heart and I still can feel the pain

 

I've been counted out, I've had fear and doubt

I've been starry eyed, never satisfied

'Cause late at night I still need you just the same

Just the same

 

I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool

And I sure know something, sure know something

You showed me things they never taught me in school

And I sure know something, sure know something

No one can make me feel the way that you do

And I sure know something, aha

 

I've been counted out, I've had fear and doubt

I've been starry eyed, never satisfied

'Cause late at night I still need you just the same

Just the same, yeah

 

I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool

And I sure know something, sure know something

You showed me things they never taught me in school

And I sure know something, sure know something

No one can make me feel the way that you do

And I sure know something, sure know something

No one can tell me till I hear it from you

And I sure know something, sure know something

I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool

Sure know something, sure know something

You showed me things they never taught me in school

Sure know something, sure know something

No one can make me feel the way that you do

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Porcupine Tree

How Is Your Life Today?

 

The letters pile up in the hallway

Junk mail and bills from the catalogues

And the neighbours have guessed 'cos I've cancelled the milk

And they don't hear your voice through the walls anymore

 

How is your life today ?

 

I was kissed on the cheek by a cold mouth

While the taxi was waiting like a getaway car

Each second seems like a lifetime

And the cat it's been staring at me all this time

 

How is your life today ?

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KISS - You love me to hate you

 

You tell lies when you look at me, smile when you look away

Spin a web any fool can see, put your candy on display

It's a game of who needs who, who's on top, me or you

Pleasure and pain feel the same when the night is thru

 

Girl you want me to cry, feel like I'm gonna die

Girl you want me to bleed, feel the thrill of my need

Girl you want me to bed, wish to hell I was dead

Cos you love me to hate you, yeah you love me to hate you

Girl you love me to hate you, and the more that I hate you I love you

 

You're like a cat on a hot tin roof, I love it when you scratch and bite

You got my heart in a hangman's noose, pull the rope and make it tight

Love's like a chain holdin' you to me, you're the lock, baby I'm the key

Don't wanna walk 'cause we're caught in a fantasy

 

 

It's a game of who needs who, who's on top, me or you

Pleasure and pain feel the same when the night is thru

 

 

Cos you love me to hate you, yeah you love me to hate you

Girl you love me to hate you, and the more that I hate you I love you

 

And the more that I hate you I love you

Yeah the more that I hate you I love you

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The Stranglers - Golden Brown

 

Golden brown texture like sun

Lays me down with my mind she runs

Throughout the night

No need to fight

Never a frown with golden brown

 

Every time just like the last

On her ship tied to the mast

To distant lands

Takes both my hands

Never a frown with golden brown

 

Golden brown finer temptress

Through the ages she's heading

 

West

From far away

Stays for a day

Never a frown with golden brown

 

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Инфо за песента

 

а като я слушам, непрекъснато се сещам за бъдещия UK PM - Gordon Brown :tongue

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I lay

Still and breathless.

Just like always.

Still I want some more.

Mirrors sideways.

Who cares what's behind.

Just like always.

Still your passenger.

 

The chrome buttons buckled on leather surfaces.

These and other lucky witnesses.

Now to calm me.

This time won't you, please...

Drive faster!

 

Roll the window down.

This cool night air is curious

Let the whole world look in

Who cares who sees anything?

I'm your passenger

I'm your passenger

 

Drop...these down.

Then...put them on me.

Nice...cool seats there.

To cushion your knees.

Now to calm me.

Take me around again.

Don't pull over.

This time won't you, please.

Drive faster!!!

 

Roll the window down.

This cool night air is curious.

Let the whole world look in.

Who cares who sees what tonight?

Roll these misty windows

Down to catch my breath and then

Go and go and don't just

Drive me home then back again!

 

Here I lay.

Just like always.

Dont' let me go...

Take me to the end...

 

Deftones feat. Maynard from Tool - Passenger :wub:

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