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[ov3rm4n]

По-късно, когато всички казаха: "Сбогом!" и "Благодаря" на Кристофър Робин, Пух и Прасчо тръгнаха заедно за домовете си, замислени в златистия залез, и дълго вървяха мълчаливи.

-- Когато се събудиш сутрин, Пух - каза Прасчо най-после, - какво си помисляш най-напред?

-- Какво ще има за закуска. А ти какво си помисляш, Прасчо?

-- Аз си мисля какво ли интересно нещо ще се случи днес.

Мечо кимна замислено.

-- То е все същото! -- рече той.

 

"Мечо Пух", А. А. Милн

[SDawn]

 

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I'm telling lies.

I say,

It's in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It's the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can't touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them

They say they still can't see.

I say,

It's in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I'm a woman

 

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

Now you understand

Just why my head's not bowed.

I don't shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It's in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

The need of my care,

'Cause I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

Maya Angelou

[Kreideiky]

~ Creep ~

 

When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye.

You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry.

You float like a feather.

In a beautiful world.

I wish I was special.

You're so fucking special.

 

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

 

I don't care if it hurts.

I wanna have control.

I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul.

I want you to notice when I'm not around.

You're so fucking special.

I wish I was special.

 

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

 

She's running out again.

She's running out, she's run, run, run, run...run...

 

Whatever makes you happy.

Whatever you want.

You're so fucking special.

I wish I was special.

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

 

I don't belong here.

 

radiohead

[snejko]

Йосиф Бродски - "За скръбта и разума"

 

"Може би дори, казвах си, цялата европейска култура с катедралите си, с готиката, с барока и рококото, с украсите и финтифлюшките, с пиластрите, акантите и така нататък е само мъката на маймуната по изгубената завинаги джунгла"

"Като стана дума за топка, изобщо не трябва да се чудим на успехите на Бразилия във футбола, предвид на това как тук карат кола. Учудващото при тяхното каране е числеността на населението. Тукашните шофьори са кръстоска между Пеле и камикадзе."

"...защото литературата, подобно на бедността, се слави с грижата за своите, а най-вече поради древната и може би все още неоправдана вяра, че ако големите на този свят бяха по-добре четени, лошото управление и мъката, които тласкат милиони по пътя на бежанеца, щяха поне малко да намалеят. И тъй като нямаме кой знае какви основания да се надяваме на по-добър свят, и тъй като всичко останало така или иначе е обречено на неуспех, длъжни сме по всякакъв начин да отстояваме схващането, че литературата е единствената форма на нравствена застраховка, с която обществото разполага, че тя е вечното средство против принципа "човек за човека е вълк", че ни предоставя най-добрите аргументи срещу всяко брутално и масово решение дори само поради това, че е от началото до края човешко разнообразие и то е нейното raison d'etre."

И нещо специално за един мой приятел, на който много му се събра напоследък.

"Опитайте и с криминалните романи или екшън филмите - нещо, което ви отвежда там, където не сте били още словесно/зрително/психически - нещо трайно, та макар и за няколко часа. Избягвайте телевизията, особено смяната на канали - това е въплъщение на тавтологията. Но ако и тези цярове не помогнат, пуснете я, "метнете я душата си в сгъстяващия се мрак". Опитайте се да прегърнете или се оставете да бъдете прегърнати от скуката и тъгата, които, каквото и да правите, са по-големи от вас. Няма съмнение, че ще намерите прегръдката им задушаваща, но се опитайте да издържите колкото се може по-дълго и после още малко. И най-вече не си мислете, че сте се издънили някъде, не се опитвайте да се върнете, за да поправите грешката си. Не, както е казал поетът, "повярвайте на болката си". Тази ужасяваща мечешка прегръдка не е грешка. Нищо от нещата, които ви тревожат не е грешка. И помнете, че на този свят не съществува прегръдка, която рано или късно да не ви пусне."

[Kreideiky]

~ Severina ~

 

She's got her head in the clouds

she's got the stars in her eyes

and she's dancing with a dream in her heart

she's got the wind in her hair

moonchild shining bright

and she's dancing, with a dream in her heart

 

Severina, Severina

 

She believes in angels

she believes in the will of the gods

and she's dancing amongst the magic dust

she believes in the midnight trance

she believes in 'love is the law'

And she's dancing amongst the magic dust

 

Severina, Severina

 

Star child

baby born of heaven

Severina, Severina

 

She's got a heart full of promise

she's got her hand on her heart

and she's dancing by the light of the moon

she's got a head full of secrets

sworn to the faith of 'love under will'

and she's dancing by the light of the moon

 

Severina, Severina

she's a gift from the gods and she's dancing

Severina, Severina

Severina

 

the mission

 

The Mission - Severina

[Grimjaur]

Forever More

 

by 69 Eyes

 

 

Album : Paris Kills

 

 

Been a while ever since

The wildest of the winds

Been whispering

About you

 

Been a while ever since

The wildest of the winds

Started whispering

About you again

 

Feel my heartbeat

like it's just begun

Feel my heartbeat

on this endless run

Feel my heartbeat

Forever more

 

Feel my heartbeat

Feel my heartbeat

like it's just begun

Feel my heartbeat

on this endless run

Feel my heartbeat

Forever more

Feel my heartbeat

Once more...

 

Been a while

Ever since I let it shine

Been wandering

Without you within

 

Been a while ever since

I let you shine in

Been wandering

Without you within

[ov3rm4n]

This Love

 

This love

So violent

So fragile

So tender

So hopeless

This love

Beautiful as the day

And bad as the weather

When the weather is bad

This love so true

This love so beautiful

So happy

So joyous

And so pathetic

Trembling with fear like a child in the dark

And so sure of itself

Like a tranquil man in the middle of the night

This love that made others afraid

That made them speak

That made them go pale

This love intently watched

Because we intently watch it

Run down hurt trampled finished denied forgotten

Because we ran it down hurt it trampled

it finished it denied it forgot it

This whole entire love

Still so lively

And so sunny

It's yours

It's mine

That which has been

This always new thing

And which hasn't changed

As true as a plant

As trembling as a bird

As warm as live as summer

We can both of us

Come and go

We can forget

And then go back to sleep

Wake up suffer grow old

Go back to sleep again

Awake smile and laugh

And feel younger

Our love stays there

Stubborn as an ass

Lively as desire

Cruel as memory

Foolish as regrets

Tender as remembrance

Cold as marble

Beautiful as day

Fragile as a child

It watches us, smiling

And it speaks to us without saying a word

And me I listen to it, trembling

And I cry out

I cry out for you

I cry out for me

I beg you

For you for me for all who love each other

And who loved each other

Yes I cry out to it

For you for me and for all the others

That I don't know

Stay there

There where you are

There where you were in the past

Stay there

Don't move

Don't go away

We who loved each other

We've forgotten you

Don't forget us

We had only you on the earth

Don't let us become cold

Always so much farther away

And anywhere

Give us a sign of life

Much later on a dark night

In the forest of memory

Appear suddenly

Hold your hand out to us

And save us.

 

Jacques Prévert

[Grimjaur]

This Love

 

If ever words were spoken

Painful and untrue

I said I loved but I lied

In my life

All I wanted

Was the keeping

Of someone like you

As it turns out

Deeper within me

Love was twisted and pointed at you

 

Never ending pain, quickly ending life

 

You keep this love, thing, love, child, love, toy

You keep this love, fist, love, scar, love, break

You keep this love, love, love

You keep this love, love, love

You keep this love, love, love

 

I'd been the tempting one

Stole her from herself

This gift in pain

Her pain was life

And sometimes I feel so sorry

I regret this the hurting of you

But you make me so unhappy

I'd take my life and leave love with you

 

I'd kill myself for you, I'd kill you for myself

 

No more head trips

 

Pantera

 

Cheers ov3rm4n

[bio]

Catch 22 - Hard 2 Impress

 

You say that you don't know me and you couldn't if you tried,

and your ignorance amazes me with every single lie.

You say one thing and mean it then but then you can't decide.

I would like to know.

 

What did I do to earn your disrespect?

An overrated importance of superior intellect.

The words I say are not as big but does that mean a thing.

I guess that I'll just stop.

Trying to impress.

 

(Chorus)

I look at you (and wonder what you're thinking).

And what you say (when I turn my back to you).

Your arrogance (powers your ego).

 

You say that I don't know you but I've tried and tried and tried,

and I don't know what you're thinking when you look into my eyes.

Is it positive or is it negative the trend.

And it's funny the way you thought of me,

when I thought that we were friends.

I'm glad it all worked out.

The way I knew it would.

I'm glad that I can stop.

Trying to impress.

 

Pantera -> луди !!!

[RiMy_SuN]

This Love

 

This love

This love is a strange love

In that it can lift a love

This love

 

This love

I think I'm gonna fall again

And ever when you held the hand

And turn 'em in your fingers, love

 

This love

Now rehearsed we stay, love

Doesn't know it is love

This love

 

This love

Doesn't have to feel love

Doesn't care to be love

It doesn't mean a thing

This love

 

This love loves love

It's a strange love, strange love

 

This love

This love

This love is a strange love, strange love

I'm gonna fall again love

Doesn't mean a thing

Think I'm gonna fall again

This Love

 

Craig Armstrong & Elizabeth Fraser

[Grimjaur]

Neverbirth

 

She's like a star for me,

burning leafs burning me

She's just a drop in the sea,

and her eyes what I can't believe

I think she's watching me

with her eyes of seventeen

Back to the shape of my shadow

I use my skill to live

 

Darkness my only friend,

she must be slippin' away

Closing me like a beam

Shadows begin to fade,

they're like a night and day

She watch me slowly by

Her spirit stronger than mine

oh lord, how bored I am...

 

She sucked me end to the end

and way she speak was so...was so grand

For that I ever represent

dies with shadow of the dead.

 

Then killed her best I can

for the Love I hate

I rape my will to be

no longer hate no grief.

 

Back to the shape of my shadow

I shall once return

And everything of me

was NEVER aim to be...

and everything of me

was NEVER aim to be...

 

 

Charon

 

готика,какво ли ми се е набила в главата....Био,знам за Pantera

[ov3rm4n]

*

 

may my heart always be open to little

birds who are the secrets of living

whatever they sing is better than to know

and if men should not hear them men are old

 

may my mind stroll about hungry

and fearless and thirsty and supple

and even if it's sunday may i be wrong

for whenever men are right they are not young

 

and may myself do nothing usefully

and love yourself so more than truly

there's never been quite such a fool who could fail

pulling all the sky over him with one smile

 

E. E. Cummings

 

---

 

*

 

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

 

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

 

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

 

E. E. Cummings

[Kreideiky]

~ Teardrop ~

 

(love)love is a verb

Love is a doing word

Feathers on my breath

Gentle impulsion

Shakes me makes me lighter

Feathers on my breath

 

Teardrop on the fire

Feathers on my breath

 

In the night of matter

Black flowers blossom

Feathers on my breath

Black flowers blossom

Feathers on my breath

 

Teardrop on the fire

Feathers on my breath

 

Water is my eye

Most faithful my love

Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire of a confession

Feathers on my breath

Most faithful my love

Feathers on my breath

 

Teardrop on the fire

Feathers on my breath

 

Stumbling a little

 

massive attack & elizabeth fraser

[SDawn]

Аз таковата... щот се развълнувах от темата за готик миетъла и ме налегна носталгия. Завъртях си старите дискове и рекох да пусна тука няколко реда, може някой да се зарадва

 

Say Just Words

 

You get high, with your destructive instinct

You get high, with your corrosive instinct -

Where can I go, to escape your foul mind tricks

You're trying it more, but you will never break me

Cause you presume, the winner's you but that's not true

 

So say just words to me, unreal what your hate's providing

Say just words to me, your talk is always contradiction

Say just words to me, you won't feel the warmth of friends around you

You say just words to me, is it true that there's worth inside,

So say just words to me.

 

Your designs, all the worse from power craving

Your desires, only where there's fire burning,

I'll show you the way, a pleasure that's for the taking

You're trying it more, but you won't get satisfaction

Couse you presume the winner is you, but that's not true

So say just words to me.

[RiMy_SuN]

Това пък такова....вечерно звучи...

 

Dressed in Black

 

She's dressed in black again

And I'm falling down again

Down to the floor again

I'm begging for more again

But oh what can you do

When she's dressed in black

 

My mind wanders endlessly

On paths where she's leading me

With games that she likes to play

And words that she doesn't say

Not when we're alone

And she's dressed in black

 

As a picture of herself

She's a picture of the world

A reflection of you

A reflection of me

And it's all there to see

If you only give in

To the fire within

 

Dressed in black again

 

Shadows fall onto me

And she stands there over me

And waits to encompass me

I lay here helplessly

But oh what can you do

When she's dressed in black

 

Dressed in black again

 

 

Depeche Mode

[Kreideiky]

@ Summer John Milton - Paradise Lost (1667)

 

...и понеже е време за сън (примерно ):

 

~ If Only Tonight We Could Sleep ~

 

If only tonight we could sleep

In a bed made of flowers

If only tonight we could fall

In a deathless spell

 

If only tonight we could slide

Into deep black water

And breathe

And breathe...

 

Then an angel would come

With burning eyes like stars

And bury us deep

In his velvet arms

 

And the rain would cry

As our faces slipped away

And the rain would cry

 

Don't let it end...

 

the cure

[PSYCHOSIS]

Can't Take My Eyes Off You

by Frankie Valli

 

 

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off you.

You'd be like Heaven to touch.

I wanna hold you so much.

At long last love has arrived

And I thank God I'm alive.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off you.

 

Pardon the way that I stare.

There's nothing else to compare.

The sight of you leaves me weak.

There are no words left to speak,

But if you feel like I feel,

Please let me know that it's real.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off you.

 

I love you, baby,

And if it's quite alright,

I need you, baby,

To warm a lonely night.

I love you, baby.

Trust in me when I say:

Oh, pretty baby,

Don't bring me down, I pray.

Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay

And let me love you, baby.

Let me love you.

 

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off you.

You'd be like Heaven to touch.

I wanna hold you so much.

At long last love has arrived

And I thank God I'm alive.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off you.

 

I love you, baby,

And if it's quite alright,

I need you, baby,

To warm a lonely night.

I love you, baby.

Trust in me when I say:

Oh, pretty baby,

Don't bring me down, I pray.

Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..

[ov3rm4n]

Be Drunk

Charles Baudelaire

 

You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.

But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk.

And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking... ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: "It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish."

[bio]

Keith Caputo "Upsy Daisy"

 

Do you have to cry?

Were you pulling Christ?

Grinding roses, flowers and servants Rubies are fine!

These mutants are mine!

Upsy daisy, the program this evening

Your life is a crime

Frogman I'm dying

Arrogant hard-on borrow your own goat

Your life is a crime

 

I'm a quitter

I'm a cheater

I'll do the murders

If you be the witness

 

You're quitting again

I'm hurting my friends

I'm puzzled and senseless, reckless and peachy

At zero degrees I was soft in a dream

Burn, I will get you, I'm sick of the doubtful

I'm joking blood jokes I'm slime from a snail

Laughter and stabbing, but not to mention

I'm joking blood jokes

 

I'm a quitter

I'm a cheater

I'll do the murders

If you be the witness

 

Memory sweet

It feels awkward to be

Drowning and digging, bloody and sneaking

This may be too much I think

I slaughtered my touch Upsy daisy,

Christ you be the angel

This may be too much

 

I'm a quitter I'm a cheater

I'll do the murders

If you be the witness

[Grimjaur]

Сто години

 

Сто години минават

хлъзгави петна.

В бяло-черен прозорец

пише три имена.

 

Кажи, ще легна до тебе

в рохкавата пръст.

Кажи, ще тръгна със тебе,

за да вдигнем твоя кръст.

 

Виждам хълма обрасъл

в нежните слабини.

Моят малък приятел

е добре приет там, нали?

 

Статуи се напукват,

приятелски лица,

те остават в музея

срещу ниска входна цена.

 

Нова Генерация

 

Kreideiky

[snejko]

Обожавам начина, по който свършва "Гроздовете на гнева":

 

"Роуз от Шарън отметна юргана от едното си рамо и разголи гръдта си.

- Трябва - рече тя. Сетне се приближи до него и притегли главата му към гръдта си. - Ето така... така... - Ръката и се плъзна към тила му, пръстите нежно погалиха косата му. Тя вдигна очи, устните и се затвориха и застинаха в тайнствена усмивка"

 

Края на "На изток от рая няма да го цитирам, всички го знаят.

[ov3rm4n]

Bear In There

 

There's a Polar Bear

In our Frigidaire--

He likes it 'cause it's cold in there.

With his seat in the meat

And his face in the fish

And his big hairy paws

In the buttery dish,

He's nibbling the noodles,

He's munching the rice,

He's slurping the soda,

He's licking the ice.

And he lets out a roar

If you open the door.

And it gives me a scare

To know he's in there--

That Polary Bear

In our Fridgitydaire.

 

Shel Silverstein

[Grimjaur]

Against

 

 

The more I see, the more I hate

The more I learn, the more I fake

The less I try, the less I get

The less I'm in, I'm never out

 

Don't do that / I knew it

Don't do that / I knew it, knew it

 

You don't know and I don't know

The circle seems the same

Falling down or standing up

I care what is against

 

Don't do that / I knew it

Don't do that / I knew it, knew it

 

What the fuck / You blew it

What the fuck / You blew it, blew it

 

Against!

Against!

 

 

Sepultura

[RiMy_SuN]

Финал ли е

 

Под миглите издайнически плува

обида, премълчана досега.

Прогонвано неверие нахлува.

Навява недопускана тъга.

 

А истината, пазена ревниво,

проблясва с острието на стрела.

Усмихната от тебе си отивам.

Но крача със пречупени крила.

 

И ти навярнo скоро ще почувстваш,

че в стаята си непростимо сам...

Завесата над сцената се спуска...

Финал ли е?...

Или антракт?...Не знам.

[PSYCHOSIS]

Do You Call My Name

by Ra

 

 

 

 

Some people seem to think they always know what's best for you

Their little minds try to create a world to keep you still

The bolt is strong, the cage is locked, you saw this, don't you lie

At first you cry and then you hate those people, stole your will

 

Do as you are told

And maybe then we'll let you out

You might be dead and cold

You might be full of doubt

Don't try to escape

Cuz you don't have nowhere to go

If nothing is your fate

There's no scenario

 

Do you call my name

Do you stain my brain

My eyes are blurry and I can't see you anymore

Do you call my name

Do you breed my pain

My heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore

 

So you just sit there stuck, afraid to risk reality

Afraid to cause yourself more pain to face insanity

But nothing ventured, nothing gained, you see your fear's your cage

You beg for help but you're alone stuck in a helpless rage

 

Do as you are told

And maybe then we'll let you out

You might be dead and cold

You might be full of doubt

Don't try to escape

Cuz you don't have nowhere to go

If nothing is your fate

There's no scenario

 

It's me...

I see...

Please...

Let me out, I'm petrified

 

Do as you are told

And maybe then we'll let you out

You might be dead and cold

You might be full of doubt

Don't try to escape

Cuz you don't have nowhere to go

If nothing is your fate

There's no scenario

 

 

 

Do you call my name

Do you stain my brain

My eyes are blurry and I can't see you anymore

Do you call my name

Do you breed my pain

My heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore