sincity Posted September 16, 2005 Share Posted September 16, 2005 U2 - Do You Feel Loved Take these hands they're good for nothing You know these hands never worked a day Take these boots they're going nowhere You know these boots don't want to stray You got my head filled with songs You got my shoelaces undone Take my shirt, go on take it off me You can tear it up If you can tie me down Do you feel loved Do you feel loved Do you feel loved Do you feel loved Take the colours of my imagination Take the scent hanging in the air Take this tangle of a conversation And turn it into your own prayer With my fingers as you want them With my nails under your hide With my teeth at your back And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies Do you feel loved Do you feel love Do you feel loved And it looks like the sun But it feels like the rain (I wouldn't hurt you) (I wouldn't hurt you) (I wouldn't hurt you) (I wouldn't hurt you) Love is coming, pushing and shoving In the belly of a woman Heavy rhythm taking over To stick together A man and a woman Stick together Man and woman Stick together And I feel loved Do you feel loved Do you feel loved And it looks like the sun But it feels like rain And there's heat in the sun To see us through the rain Do you feel loved Do you feel loved Do you feel loved Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted September 16, 2005 Share Posted September 16, 2005 When you don't see me Its not a matter of going to grow Its not a matter of time or how I feel I'm throwing off the shadow of a better man now What you see is what you never had Get real Get another I don't exist when you don't see me I don't exist when you're not here What the eye don't see won't break the heart You can make believe when we're apart But when you leave I disappear When you don't see me Oh, it's kind of different when your there You can lease the peace of mind You bought a mask I put it on You never thought to ask me If I wear it when you're gone Get real Get another You never learned You bought me Everything and less I turned You couldn't let me move I guess I don't deny it don't disprove What you see is what you lost If I were you I wouldn't try Get real Get another I don't exist when you don't see me I don't exist when you're not here What the eye don't see won't break the heart You can make believe when we're apart The Sisters of Mercy - 'When You Don't See Me' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
afx Posted September 17, 2005 Share Posted September 17, 2005 Squarepusher - Love Will Tear Us Apart (Joy Division Cover) When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low And resentment rides high, but emotions won't grow And we're changing our ways, taking different roads Then love, love will tear us apart again -- Why is the bedroom so cold? You've turned away on your side Is my timing that flawed - our respect run so dry? Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives Love, love will tear us apart again -- You cry out in your sleep - all my failings expose There's a taste in my mouth, as desperation takes hold Just that something so good just can't function no more When love, love will tear us apart again -- Комбинация от една песен от 1979-та с много приятен текст и мелодиика в комбинация с уникалния drum and bass звук на Tom "Squarepusher" Jenkinson. От албума Do You Know Squarepusher [2002] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sunny_Girl Posted September 18, 2005 Share Posted September 18, 2005 Мерси за инфото,песничката е яка Ето още една яка: Saying I love you Is not the words I want to hear from you It’s not that I want you Not to say, but if you only knew How easy it would be to show me how you feel More than words is all you have to do to make it real Then you wouldn’t have to say that you love me Cos I’d already know What would you do if my heart was torn in two More than words to show you feel That your love for me is real What would you say if I took those words away Then you couldn’t make things new Just by saying I love you More than words Now I’ve tried to talk to you and make you understand All you have to do is close your eyes And just reach out your hands and touch me Hold me close don’t ever let me go More than words is all I ever needed you to show Then you wouldn’t have to say that you love me Cos I’d already know Extreme-More than words Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted September 18, 2005 Share Posted September 18, 2005 Няма връщане назад Как да вървя,не намирам нищо пред мен. Как да стоя, мисълта му е бърза вода. Като ястреб високо в облаците търсех друго небе. Няма връщане назад по пътя поел съм,не мога да спра Намерих заключена тази врата. Дали не оставихме там любовта? Тъжна песен пдонесе вятъра снежно студен Стон от сподавена болка, която крия в мен Замечтано погледнах в твойте очи не намери ли нищо за мен. БТР Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted September 19, 2005 Share Posted September 19, 2005 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted September 19, 2005 Share Posted September 19, 2005 The Smashing Pumpkins - Disarm Disarm you with a smile Cut you like you want me too Cut that little child Inside of me and such a part of you I used to be a little boy So old in my shoes And what I choose is my choice What's a boy supposed to do The killer in me is the killer in you My love - I send a smile over to you Disarm you with a smile And leave you like they left me here To wither in denial The bitterness of one who's left alone I used to be a little boy So old in my shoes And what I choose is my voice What's a boy supposed to do The killer in me is the killer in you My love - I send this smile over to you The killer in me is the killer in you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted September 19, 2005 Share Posted September 19, 2005 ..И ако сме измамени, не сме ли тъкмо поради това измамници? Съветвам ли ви да обичате ближния? По-скоро бих ви посъветвал да бягате от ближния и да обичате далечния. По-високо от любовта към ближния стои любовта към далечния и бъдещия човек; още по-високо от любовта към човека за мене стои любовта към нещата и призраците. Призракът, които тича подире ти, брате мой, е по-краив от тебе; защо не му дадеш своята плът и своите кости? Ала ти се боиш и тичаш при ближния си. Вие сами не понасяте себе си и не се обичате достатъчно: а сега искате да съблазните ближния към любов и да се позлатите с неговата заблуда. Freidrich Nietzche Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sunny_Girl Posted September 19, 2005 Share Posted September 19, 2005 I should have known better Than to let you go alone, It’s times like these I can’t make it on my own Wasted days, and sleepless nights And I can’t wait to see you again I find I spend my time Waiting on your call, How can I tell you, baby My back’s against the wall I need you by my side To tell me it’s alright, ’cos I don’t think I can take anymore Is this love that I’m feeling, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for Is this love or am I dreaming, This must be love, ’cos it’s really got a hold on me, A hold on me... I can’t stop the feeling I’ve been this way before But, with you I’ve found the key To open any door I can feel my love for you Growing stronger day by day, An’ I can’t wait to see you again So I can hold you in my arms Is this love that I’m feeling, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for Is this love or am I dreaming, This must be love, ’cos it’s really got a hold on me, A hold on me... Is this love that I’m feeling, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for... Is this love or am I dreaming, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for... Whitesnake-Is this Love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted September 19, 2005 Share Posted September 19, 2005 Хората винаги получават това което искат, но проблемът е един, те никога незнаят какво искат преди да получат, каквото всъщност са поискали A. Huxley Преди време го прочетох в една книга за модула-2. На английски звучи много добре, но въобще немога да се сетя как беше няма значение, важна е идеята. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
second.life.syndrome Posted September 19, 2005 Share Posted September 19, 2005 Знаеш ли какво направих току-що? Ами включих камерата, която ти ми подари... За първи път го правя. Но... Това е единственият начин да си контактуваме, защото не ме пускат да дойда при тебе. Мене не ми го побира акълът как от толкова хора в Ню Йорк... точно тебе избра Нейно величество Смъртта... Сигурно е красива, нали?!... Питай я... Питай я, мамицата й. Питай я всичко, което искаш да узнаеш. И запомняй! Цитати ще искам. ...Зная, че не съм ти писал отдавна, но... Ти ще се събудиш и ще ми простиш, чуваш ли!... Аз страхотно го бях закъсал - намразих думите, спрях да пиша. Не обичам да говоря... Как ме изтрайва Нина - не знам. Не мога да си обясня защо е още с мен. ...Бахти и идиотщината. Нали няма да ме изоставиш? Нали няма да си тръгнеш без да се обадиш, нали, копеле подло!... Писмо до Америка Пуста младост, майко, пуста младост. Пуста младост, майко, не се трае. Младост тече, майко, младост тече... Младост тече, майко, като вода. Пуста младост, майко, пуста младост, пуста младост, майко, не се трая. Младост тече, майко, младост тече. Младост тече, майко, като вода. Старост деби, старост деби, майко, като сенкя. Пуста младост, майко, пуста младост, пуста младост, милай майко, не се стига... Пуста младост, мила мале, не се трае... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sunny_Girl Posted September 20, 2005 Share Posted September 20, 2005 5. The Misery I write the lines you want me to, with the words. I dare to use of all the ones that you have taught me, along the years. You cast a perfect shadow on the paper. Fade away with sunlight, I fear the way you know me, love can leave a stain... You steal my only hope and make me stay awake another night. I wish you bear with me, stay near me. When the autumn leaves have fallen. Solitude, my pain, the last thing left of me... If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared, you'll be safe, this I swear. If you only love me back. Seven lonely lies written on Deadwinter's night, open the only book with the only poem I can read... In blood I sign my name and seal the midnight with a tear. Burn the paper, every line for them I cried... If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared, you'll be safe, this I swear. If you only love me back. I am the Playwrite and you are my Crown, make me cry for your love, like you've done many times, so I know. I can't write these storylines without you, lady pain, make me strong, can't we be together without them forever... The words I write can only hurt you, sorry for the rain. Thank you, my only one, you gave me this pain...I leave you gently on the floor, take one step towards the door. Where's the letter never written, good night now... If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared, you'll be safe, this I swear. If you only love me back. If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared, you'll be safe, this I swear. If you only love me back. Sonata Arctica-The Misery Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted September 20, 2005 Share Posted September 20, 2005 Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Fearless on my breath Gentle impulsion Shakes and makes me lighter Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless is my breath Nine night of matter my black flowers blossom Fearless on my breath Black flowers blossom Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless on my Water is my eye Most faithful mirror Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire of a confession Fearless on my breath Most faithful mirror Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless on my breath You're stumbling in the dark You're stumbling in the dark Massive Attack - Teardrop Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liquid Posted September 20, 2005 Share Posted September 20, 2005 Beyond The Pale And SEX was always there from when I was only eight years - tempting me leave thirsty Sweat, skin, a PULSE divine to balance this restless MIND - it seemed so wonderfully physical Oh the BLOOD, the lust, the bodies that color the world: all drugs to die for! Won't you share my fire? How can LOVE make that world a minefield of forbidden GROUND? A map of untouchable skin and SILENCED desire? And love was there in vain, PROFOUND and deep but traced with pain - too early for a child of TEN Loving the pure and sane he sought the goddess unstained - watching them turn to flesh again HUNGRY for both the PURITY and SIN Life seemed to him merely like a GALLERY of how to be And he was always much more HUMAN than he wished to be But there is a LOGIC to his world, if they could only see Wishing - Sickened - Ill - Ticking SOMEONE still this hunger (it's in my blood) always growing stronger (ticking) BUDAPEST I'm learning, Budapest you're burning me This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see She's so young so why don't I feel free now that she is here under me? Naked - Touching - Soft - Clutching And then after all it lead me here to wake up again Seeking a love that might make me feel free in myself but then it proves to be Something that hurts inside when we touch, so I move on, I lose my way Astray I'm trying too much to feel unchained, to burn out this sense of feeling cold And every day I seek my prey: someone to taste and to hold I feel alive during the split second when they smile and meet my eyes But I could cry 'cause I feel broken inside! COME and DROWN with me- the UNDERTOW will sweep us away! And you will see that I'm ADDICTED to my HONESTY Trust! 'Cause after all my sense of TRUTH once brought me here But I've LOST control and I don't know if I am true to my soul I've lost CONTROL and I don't know if I am true to my soul Losing control and I don't know if I am TRUE AT ALL And we were always much more human than we wished to be... And I remember when you said you've been UNDER him - I was suprised to feel such pain And all those years of being faithful to YOU despite the hunger flowing through my veins And I have always tried to calm things down - SWALLOW down swallow down "It's just another small THORN in my crown" But suddenly one day there was too much blood in my eyes, and I had to take this WALK down REMEDY LANE of whens and whys... Empty - Licking - Clean - Choking SOMEONE still this hunger (possessing my mind) always growing stronger (craving) BUDAPEST I'm learning, Budapest I'm burning me This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see She's so young so why I don't feel free now that she's under me? In the morning she's going away in a Budapest taxi I've paid Seeking freedom I touched the untouched - it's too much - I'm BEYOND THE PALE... Prematurity is the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be Prematurity is truly the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be We were always much more human than we wished to be - we were always much more human than we wished to be We will always be more human then we wish to be WE WILL ALWAYS BE SO MUCH MORE HUMAN THAN WE WISH TO BE... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted September 20, 2005 Share Posted September 20, 2005 John Patterson (Val Kilmer): Have you ever failed? Charles Remington (Michael Douglas): Only at life. "The Ghost and the Darkness" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
liquid Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 Animae Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sunny_Girl Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 Тъжно и хубаво Elegy Long evenings full on longing Low-spirited my mornings Full of longing too my nights And all times the bitterest. 'Tis my lovely I long for It is my darling I miss My black-browed one I grieve for. There's no hearing my treasure No seeing my marten-breat No hearing her in the lane Driving below the window Chopping the wood by the stack Clinking outside the cook-house: In the eart my berry lies In the soil she's mouldering Under the sand my sweet one Beneath the grass my treasure The one I grieve for. Amorphis-Elegy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kopche Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 Corner Of The Earth Jamiroquai Little darlin' don't you see the sun is shining Just for you, only today If you hurry you can get a ray on you, come with me, just to play Like every humming bird and bumblebee Every sunflower, cloud and every tree I feel so much a part of this Nature's got me high and it's beautiful I'm with this deep eternal universe From death until rebirth This corner of the earth is like me in many ways I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play On the face of it I'm blessed When the sunlight comes for free I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me So inspired of that there's nothing left to do or say Think I'll dream, 'til the stars shine The wind it whispers and the clouds don't seem to care And I know inside, that it's all mine It's the chorus of the breakin' dawn The mist that comes before the sun is born To a hazy afternoon in May Nature's got me high and it's so beautiful I'm with this deep eternal universe from death until rebirth You know that this corner of the earth is like me in many ways I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play On the face of it I'm blessed When the sunlight comes for free I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me This corner of the earth, is like me in many ways I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play On the face of it I'm blessed When the sunlight comes for free I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sincity Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 And even though the moment passed me by I still can't turn away Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose Got tossed along the way And letters that you never meant to send Get lost or thrown away And now we're grown up orphans That never knew their names We don't belong to no one That's a shame But if you could hide beside me Maybe for a while And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell em your name Scars are souvenirs you never lose The past is never far Did you lose yourself somewhere out there Did you get to be a star And don't it make you sad to know that life Is more than who we are You grew up way too fast And now there's nothing to believe And reruns all become our history A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell em your name I think about you all the time But I don't need the same It's lonely where you are come back down And I won't tell em your name GOO GOO DOLLS - NAME Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 Hate This Place Goo Goo Dolls Gone away Who knows where you been But you take all your lies And wish them all away I somehow doubt We'll ever be the same There's too much poison And confusion on your face Can you feel it? I didn't mean it Can I see you? What are we doin'? I think I love you But I ain't sayin' Nothin' you don't know Hold on dreamaway You're my sweet charade Take your time Move yourself to me Yeah, I can take your lies Until you fall away You know I'm lost Hiding in your bed No, I don't think it's wrong It's just gone to my head Can you feel it? I didn't mean it Can I see you? What are we doin'? I think I love you But I ain't sayin' Nothin' you don't know Hold on dreamaway You're my sweet charade Hey, whatcha do to me? Would you come back to me? Yeah, I can't do another day I'm not certain of it anyway I ain't messin' with another life Can I get along without you? Tell me the lies that you know I need Hold on dreamaway You're my sweet charade Hold on dreamaway You're my sweet charade Hold on dreamaway Hold on dreamaway Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 Wyatt Earp: I spent my whole life not knowing what I want out of it, just chasing my tail. Now for the first time I know exactly what I want and who... that's the damnable misery of it. Tombstone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted September 22, 2005 Share Posted September 22, 2005 Confusion The Gathering False eyes are staring disrespectfully and untrue the burden that we are carrying is way too much for me and you Sometimes it is better to lay don't you think? I'm evaporating a veil of smoke is what I am your thoughts will take on their way to grow old and to be certain Sometimes it is better to lay don't you think? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted September 22, 2005 Share Posted September 22, 2005 - Мамо, обещавам ти... заклевам се, че ще намеря този, който го е направил. - Аз вече знам.Ти си виновен... Помолих те да намериш брат си, но ти беше зает.Не бяхме достатъчно добри за теб, нали? "Crash" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
juji Posted September 22, 2005 Share Posted September 22, 2005 Всичко е навик у хората, навсякъде, дори в държавните и политическите отношения.Навикът е главният двигател. Я, какъв смешен селяк. Коля посочи един едър селяк в кожух, с добродушна физиономия, който изправен до колата си, триеше от студ дланите на пъхнатите си в ръкавици ръце. Дългата му руса брада беше цяла заскрежена. -На селяка брадата му замръзнала!-високо и закачливо извика Коля, като минаваше покрай него. -На мнозина е замръзнала-спокойно и сентенциозно изрече в отговор селякът. -Не го закачай-забеляза Смуров. -Нищо, няма да се разсърди, той е добър. Сбогом, Матвей. -Сбогом. -А ти нима си Матвей? -Матвей съм. Че ти не знаеше ли? -Не знаех, казах наслуки. -Виж го ти. Сигур си ученик? -Ученик съм. -Ами бият ли те? -По малко. -Боли ли? -Нима може без това! -Ех, живот!-въздъхна селякът дълбоко. -Сбогом, Матвей. -Сбогом.Мило момчурляче си ти, ей! Момчетата продължиха. -Този е добър селянин-заговори Коля на Смуров.-Аз обичам да поговоря с народа и винаги ми е драго да му отдам справедливост. -Защо го излъга, че ни бият?-попита Смуров. -Трябваше да го утеша. -Как тъй? -Виж какво, Смуров, не обичам, когато ме разпитват, щом не разбират от първата дума. Някои неща не могат да се обяснят. Според идеята на селяка ученика го бият и трябва да го бият:че какъв ще е ученик значи, ако не го бият! И ако взема да му кажа, че не ни бият, нали ще се огорчи от това. Впрочем ти не разбираш тия неща. С народа човек трябва да умее да говори. -Само не се закачай, моля ти се, че пак ще стане някоя история, като тогава с онази гъска. -А тебе страх ли тее? -Не се смей, Коля, честна дума, страх ме е. Тате ужасно ще се разсърди. Строго ми е забранено да ходя с тебе. -Не се безпокой, сега нищо няма да се случи. Здравей, Наташа!-викна той на една от търговките под навеса. -Каква ти Наташа, аз съм Маря-отговори кресливо търговката, доста млада жена. -Хубаво е, че се Маря, сбогом. -Ах ти, немирнико, педя човек, пък я го виж! -Нямам време, нямам време да се разправям с тебе, другата неделя ще ми разкажеш-замаха Коля ръце, сякаш тя се натрапваше на него, а не той на нея. -Че какво ще ти разправям аз на тебе в неделя? Сам се заяждаш, а не аз с тебе, пакостнико-развика се Маря,-бой ти трябва на тебе, чу ли, известна драка си ти, чу ли! Сред другите търговки, които продаваха на сергиите си редом с Маря, избухна смях, но изведнъж под сводовете на градските продавници изскочи като изневиделица един раздразнен човек, нещо като търговски служещ и не наш търговец, а от идващите на пазарен ден, с дългопол син кафтан, с фуражка с козирка, още млад, с тъмноруси къдри и дълго, бледно сипаничаво лице. Той беше някак глупаво развълнуван и тутакси почна да заплашва Коля с юмрук. -Аз те познавам тебе-викаше той раздразнено,-познавам те! Коля го погледна втренчено. Той някак не можеше да си спомни кога може да е имал разправия с този човек. Но малко ли разправии бе имал по улиците, не можеше да помни всички. -Познаваш ли ме?-попита го иронично той. -Познавам те, познавам те!-повтаряше еснафлията. -Толкова по-добре за тебе. Е, нямам време, сбогом! -Защо се заяждаш-развика се еснафлията,-пак ли се заяждаш? Аз те познавам! Пак ли се заяждаш? -Това, братко, сега не е твоя работа, че аз се заяждам-тръсна Коля, като се спря и продължаваше да го разглежда. -Как да не е моя? -Тъй, не е твоя. -Ами чия е? Чия е? А, чия е? -Това, братко, сега е работа на Трифон Никитич, а не твоя. -На кой Трифон Никитич?-с глупаво учудване, макар че все тъй разгорещен, ококори очи момъкът към Коля. Коля важно го измери с поглед. -Към Възнесение ходил ли си?-строго и упорито го попита той изведнъж. -Към какво Възнесение? Защо? Не, не съм ходил-обърка се малко момъкът. -Сабанеев познаваш ли?-още по-упорито и още по-остро продължаваше Коля. -Какъв Сабанеев, бе? Не го познавам. -Е, върви по дяволите тогава!-отсече Коля като възви остро надясно, бързо закрачи по пътя си, сякаш не се унижаваше да разговаря с такъв глупак, който дори Сабанеев не познава. -Ей, чакай! Какъв Сабанеев?-опомни се момъкът, като пак се развълнува.-Какво толкова ми приказваше той?-обърна се той към търговките, като ги гледаше глупаво. Жените се разсмяха. -Дявол момче-рече една. -За какъв, за какъв Сабанеев разправяше?-все тъй яростно повтаряше момъкът, размахвайки дясната си ръка. -А че трябва да е Сабанеев, дето служеше у Кузмичеви, той трябва да е-досети се изведнъж една от жените. Момъкът се втренчи диво в нея. -Куз-ми-чев ли?-повтори друга жена.-Че какъв Трифон е той. Онзи е Кузма, а не Трифон, а момчето го наричаше Трифон Никитич, значи не е той. - Туй, видиш ли, не е Трифон и не е Сабанеев, ами е Чижов-подхвана трета жена, която до тогава мълчеше и слушаше сериозно.-Алексей Иванич го казват. Чижов, Алексей Иванович. -Право е, че е Чижов-потвърди настойчиво четвърта жена. Слисаният момък гледаше ту едната, ту другата. -Но защо питаше той, защо питаше, дбри хора-възклицаваше той вече отчаяно,-"Сабанеев познаваш ли"? Бре, дявол го взел, кой е тоз Санеев? -Нерзбран човек си ти, думат ти-не е Сабанеев, а чижов, Алексей Иванович Чижов, ето кой!-викна му внушително една търговка. -Какъв Чижов? А, какъв? Казвай, щом знаеш. -Ами че дългият, сополивият, лятос седеше на пазара. -Ами за какъв дявол ми е твоят Чижов, добри хора, а? -Че аз отде да зная за какъв дявол ти е Чижов? -Абе тебе кой те знае що ти е-подхвана друга,-сам трябва да знаеш що ти е, като си се разгълчал. Той на тебе приказваше, а не на нас, глупако неден. Истина ли не го познаваш? -Кого? -Чижов. -Дявол го взел тоя Чижов, па и на тебе! Ще го набъхтя аз него, да знаеш! Той се подиграваше с мене! -Чижов ли ще набъхташ? Май той тебе! Глупав си ти, това си е! -Не Чижов, не Чижов, зла, пакостна жено, момчето ще набъхтя, разбра ли! Дайте ми го, дайте ми го тук, той се подиграваше с мене! Жените се превиваха от смях. А Коля крачеше вече далеч с победоносен израз на лицето. Смуров вървеше до него и се озърташе към групата, която крещеше в далечината. И на него му беше много весело, макар че все още се боеше да не се забърка в някоя история с Коля. -За какъв Сабанеев го попита?-запита той Коля, предчувствайки отговора. -Че отде да зная за какъв! Сега те има да си викат до довечера. Аз обичам да размърдам глупците във всичките слоево на обществото. "Братя Карамазови" edit: P.S. За първи път влизам в тази тема, но защо пишете такива дълги поустове бе хора ?! Не трябва ли да пишем любими моменти ?На мен примерно, ако ми харесваше книгата Тютюн, нямаше да я поуст-на тука цялата "Братя Карамазови" е 929 страници... Този откъс е една мизерничка частичка от книгана. Като не ти се чете-не чети Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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