Κιεγαμώ τους Stixoi.

kai ti thes na se pw? "kala ekanes kai den to postares"?

Mpa, perimena kati tou styl "o rory ta spaei".

δεν ξεχνιόμασθε



you have a history of holding back
a certain sweetness that I lack
sensitive till the day of the final strike
hatred coming on from greater heights

won't you stay away
I'll pass away a different day
won't you stay away
don't hold it against me...

looking down on a rogue this lonely frame
it's predictable the killing game
the sickness knows not what feels right
you gotta hold on to what feels right

won't you stay away
I'll pass away a different day
won't you stay away

together it's impossible
together it's impossible

I see blood on the robe
cold hearts will still haunt you

Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
And when your hand is on your heart,
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost a joker,
With your head down in the pig bin,
Saying "Keep on digging."
Pig stain on your fat chin.
What do you hope to find.
When you're down in the pig mine.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are.
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost worth a quick grin.
You like the feel of steel,
You're hot stuff with a hatpin,
And good fun with a hand gun.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

Hey you, Whitehouse,
Ha ha charade you are.
You house proud town mouse,
Ha ha charade you are
You're trying to keep our feelings off the street.
You're nearly a real treat,
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
.....! .....! .....! .....!
You gotta stem the evil tide,
And keep it all on the inside.
Mary you're nearly a treat,
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry.

Gently hold our heads
gently hold our heads on high
Aimless time in fear now hide
overthrow the plan
confusion lies in all my words
mad is the soul
We barricade ourselves in holes of temperament
this is the dawning of a new age
A heart that beats the wrong way
insanity's crescendo
Windcolour - second sight
a touch of silence and the violence of dark
Illusion span - the aroma of time
shadowlife and the scent of nothingness
Infinite fall of instinct
order of one spells deceit
Infinite lack of trust
order of one obsolete
Oh escaping time is all we lost ahead?
When it's found, can judgement make amends?
From force fed impressions
let us mortify the mind
each soul to violate
each instinct to be rendered false
Torn asunder be the conventional forms and frames
now for the blood of heaven
Unlearn the cleansing acmes
Felt a tremor in the pillars of the senses
Cursed victim of a distance near
The first dream - the clearest vision
Aimlessly steer towards our night
we belong to thee
Oh dearest bliss, unnerving silence
entangled within
Dimly begotten in clarity found
virginlike tears for impurity bound
Beseech he who darken the stars and the sky
to greet now this vision an emerald dawn
Empty the sun - carve out the wind
Insanity's crescendo
tear out the blinded eye
Lament of thunder - take comfort in fear
lightning veins in crude exterior
Voice the oppression - voice the hypocrisy
lay down the law that made instinct fall
Escape now and revert
this cleansing rebirth
torn asunder be
Affect me not: darkened vision
insanity's crescendo
Grimly tread the footsteps torn
rebellious stand the seeker tall
The thorn of insanity's hand
take this darkened vision from my sight
Nailed to the image of ignorance
Each soul to violate
for the blood of heaven

["And ever has it been that love knows not it's own depth]
[until the hour of separation." - Kahlil Gibran]

Maybe someday someone will love me
for what I am (instead of what I should be.)
Until that day I'll just sit here weeping,
chasing dreams is like shadow leaping.

The face behind the mirror - an unrecognised reflection,
his eyes look old and tired - filled with bitter recollection.
The cross that he has carried was a burden I have made,
It's a baptism of tears - they are the seas in which I bathe.

'Cause there's a fire in my heart - but I can't breathe for the smoke,
seems that I'm living proof my life's a practical joke.
There's a wind in my sails (but I have lost all my direction),
with no stars to guide me now you're not here beside me anymore.

Somehow, somewhere you will discover
a love so sweet that it tasted like no other,
and on that day may you both drink deep
from that grail we found - but then failed to keep.

It's a lesson I've learned well - some things just cannot be,
the key that will unlock your soul is someone else (not me).
If you should remember - hope you smile and wish me well,
as I walk my path to heaven through ten thousand miles of hell.

I stand alone against the cold grey sky,
it was blue that day (but not as blue as I).
I left my hearts high on that Roman hill,
I'll wait a thousand years but it will be there still.

Holding hands in silence as the day came to an end,
we climbed up there as lovers - then we walked back down just friends.
I've know my share of heartaches, never thought of them as bad -
but had never quite imagined I could ever feel this sad.

πωωωωωω sabbatack τι είπες τώρα. μέστειλες.




Φέρτε μου τη θάλασσα να την προσκυνήσω,
φέρτε μου τον ήλιο της να προσευχηθώ.

Έθρεψα τα σπλάχνα σου, κύμα πελαγίσιο,
με χιλιάδες μνήματα μέσα στο βυθό.

Φέρτε μου τη θάλασσα να την προσκυνήσω,
φέρτε μου τον ήλιο της να προσευχηθώ.

Φέρτε μου τη θάλασσα να την τραγουδήσω,
φέρτε μου τον ήλιο της για να ζεσταθώ.

Οι νεκρές αγάπες μου δεν θα ‘ρθούνε πίσω,
βάλτε με στον κόρφο της ν’αποκοιμηθώ.

Φέρτε μου τη θάλασσα να την τραγουδήσω,
φέρτε μου τον ήλιο της για να ζεσταθώ.

Φέρτε μου τη θάλασσα να την προσκυνήσω,
φέρτε μου τον ήλιο της να προσευχηθώ.

And a cool, cool rain comes down
On a world burned by the sun
And the moon arises like a child
And the moment is undone
And the stars never say what they see
As the moon flirts with shadows it makes
Through the fallen trees
Some would wait for the morning light
But I fall asleep 'til I'm safe
In the arms of night

Let the darkness roll in
Let it wipe the light away
In the distance
Always calling
Morpheus
He beckons play

Still the morning is pre-ordained
But I believe light is the source of all of our pain
It reveals our smallest sins
But dark covers all and will always take you

Armed and gunning
I've been running
Always just before the day
In the distance
Day is dawning
But I'm already miles away

In the night there's wonder
Always there for you to see
In the light of morning
Visions fade
And dreams can flee

With the darkness the night forgives
Covers our scars and lets
The lost souls live
And the morning's a distant fear
But if we move fast they'll never find us

Armed and gunning
I've been running
Through a world that's in decay
Let them thunder stare and wonder
Cause I'm already miles away

And the rain comes down

Die Nacht

Το χιόνι καίει τον καρπό
Και την αγάπη ο χρόνος
Στην κούπα μου παλίο κρασί
Και συ καινούργιος πόνος

Βοριάς φυσάει τα λόγια μου
Νοτιά τα φέρνει πίσω
Κι απο ταφύλλα της καρδιάς
Δεν ξέρω να σε σβήσω

Για να μη γίνεις σύννεφο
Καρφώθηκα στο χώμα
Κι άφησες τα τραγούδια μου
Ρούχα με δίχως σώμα

Βοριάς φυσάει...

Δεν είναι η ζήλια μάτια μου
Που σαν καπνός με πνίγει
Είναιο που κάποτε θα 'ρθεις
Κι αγάπη θα 'χει φύγει

:pink:

Spring came far too early this year:
May flowers blooming in February.
Should I be sad for the month,
or glad for the sky?
The birds don't know which way to sing
and, my friend,
neither do I.

Two days ago, a girl I truly thought I loved
suddenly didn't seem to matter at all.
Should I sing sad farewell to things
I'm really glad I've left behind?
The birds don't know which way to sing
and, my friend,
neither do I.

In another day, heavy snow will lie upon the ground
and buds prematurely bloomed shall fail;
and every creature living now,
then will surely die...
The birds don't know which way to sing
and, my friend,
neither do I.
The birds don't know if it's time yet to fly;
they don't know which way to go
and, my friend,
neither do I.

Σ’ έχω ώρες-ώρες μα το θεό
τόσο πολύ ανάγκη
πού τρέχουν απ’ τα μάτια μου
θάλασσες και πελάγη

Στείλε ένα γράμμα μια συλλαβή
αν έχεις τον θεό σου
πού κρέμομαι απ’ τα χείλη σου
κι είμαι στο έλεος σου

Ανάθεμά σε, δε με λυπάσαι
πού καίγομαι και λιώνω
πού μ’ έκανες και σ’ αγαπώ
και τώρα μαραζώνω

Κλειδώθηκαν οι σκέψεις μου
μες του μυαλού τα υπόγεια
αχ πόσα θέλω να σου πω
μα δεν υπάρχουν λόγια

Ανάθεμά σε, δε με λυπάσαι
πού καίγομαι και λιώνω
πού μ’ έκανες και σ’ αγαπώ
και τώρα μαραζώνω

πού μ’ έκανες και σ’ αγαπώ
και τώρα μαραζώνω...

Μοστε είσαι off season

Mostos:

:pink: :peenk:

Αγρύπνια
Αψιλάφητο ζώο
Δίχως μια στάλα στοργή
Σε όσους διψούν γιά χίμαιρες γέρνεις
την κούπα σου που είναι πάντα αδειανή
Και ενώ περνά η νύχτα κατάλευκη
Βροχερή σαν Κυριακή
Ξέρω γιατί
στ'αυτί που σπαράζει
Χυμάς και γλύφεις σαν το σκυλί
Δεν αγαπάς
Αφήνεις τους ψύλλους σου
Τους ήχους που φτάνουν από μακριά
Αγρύπνια
Κακόφωνο όργανο
Που αλέθεις των εκλεκτών το σανό
Αγρύπνια
Της κόλασης κήτος
Είναι το φιλί σου φωτιά
Αφήνει μια γεύση από σίδερο
Που'χουν ξηλώσει από καράβια παλιά
Και ενώ περνά η νύχτα κατάλευκη
Βροχερή σαν Κυριακή
Ξέρω γιατί
Στ'αυτί που σπαράζει
Χυμάς και γλύφεις σαν το σκυλί