I know you're sad because it's winter, but I can promise you a spring
(Green Carnation - Lullaby in Winter)
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I know you're sad because it's winter, but I can promise you a spring
(Green Carnation - Lullaby in Winter)
WIPERS - TIME MARCHES ON
I feel it's a mystery
And I know what it's for
It's really around this
Why don't we
Just take it on?
These days are now wasted
But we still remain
And it reminds me that it's especially late...
Will you surrender?
This good thing we have...
Lookin' behind us...
Is lookin in vain...
These days surround us now
But we can take hold
They think since you've seen it once, yeah
That you've seen it all........
Will you surrender?
This good this that we had...
As time marches on us
We're livin too fast...
Will you surrender?
These days lead to hours...
These hours to days...
I'm watchin behind this
'Cause it's just slippin' away........
Will you surrender?
This good thing we have?
As time marches on us
We're livin too fast...
Will you surrender?
ε βάλτο όλο να το χαρούμε ντες :)Quote:
Originally Posted by InnerSilence
When tomorrow comes
All your worrries fly
Hear the lullaby
All will be soft and warm
You will be safe and strong
Hear the lullaby
Can you recall the light?
I know you`re sad because it`s winter
But I can promise you a spring
I know you`re cold, I see you shiver
But I can promise you a spring
Tomorrow`s new
Tomorrow`s warm
Remember, when you`re all alone
I know you`re hurt, I feel it in my heart
But I can promise you a spring
I see you`re down, I see it in your eyes
But I can promise you a spring
Άντε πάλι αυτό το κομμάτι. Τελικά δεν έχει στοιχειώσει μόνο εμένα :oops:Quote:
Originally Posted by Stormrider
Motorcycle Granny
The man with the Mercedes that rich and dirty sucker
and the other in the old blue-jeans and the heavy-hippy style
just look at them dear comrade they're pooling our legs
and they hit us with bottles tomatoes and eggs
Working for the family with their socialist ties
and the anarchistic rockers with the stoned and silly eyes
just look at them dear comrade as they drive us to the wall
cause they're afraid of missing their T.V. curtain-call
Greek villagers and cowboys in front of Parthenonas
reliving ancient glories but living like rats
Just look at them dear comrade they've pushed us to our knees
the workers the employees and the imitation freaks
If there were no workaholics and junkies
if my granny had a pair of scooter-wheels
she would be a motorcycle
Hope leads to quiet desperation
When reality obscures the dream
Makes the mind a grave of memories
That wander like the lonely breeze
Whose whispers echo through ruins rust
of towers torn and dreams turned to dust.
Κ εννοείται πάει κ σε ανατριχιαστικές στιγμές κλπ
Στου μπαρμπα Γιάννη τη βεράντα μυρίζει γιασεμί
φέρμα κουβέντα στριφτάρι κι αβέρτα οι στοχασμοί.
Των ματιών το βούρκωμα θυμάμαι και τα γέλια,
τις μνήμες για σπουδαίους και για κενά βαρέλια.
Την βύθισή του στα μαύρα περασμένα
(τα για όλους ξεχασμένα) την 'εκανε για μένα
στα χαρτογραφημένα απ' τους αποθηριωμένους
με πήγε από μέρη λεύτερα τόπους ξεσφραγισμένους.
Πάμε Ακροναυπλία γι’ αρχή μ’ αψηφισιά
για κάποιους μοναξιώτες μ’ ένα φεγγίτη μοιρασιά.
Θυμάμαι από τη Θήβα έναν λεβέντη γιατρό
η «ΟΠΛΑ» του ‘χε τάξει να τον βρούνε μισερό.
Τον βρήκαν κρεμασμένο θα ‘βγαινε σε έναν μήνα
και κλέψαν το τεφτέρι του που θα δινε στον Στίνα.
Να σε πάω Ικαρία, Μακρόνησο ή Γιάρο
για τη σιωπή μου εκεί κάποιοι με λέγαν «Χάρο».
Δεν ήμουν στα κοπαδιαστά, στους κωλοπετσωμένους
ήμουνα ήδη στους νεκρούς τους κατασταλαγμένους.
Ξέρεις, απ’ τα κοπάδια κάποιους τους είδα υπουργούς,
κυβερνήτες πατεράδες και γυιούς.
Μα φτου στο διόλο, σκατά στο στόμα μου
στην ψυχή ο παραδαρμός κι όχι στο σώμα μου.
Εμάς, του «τίποτα» μας σκοτώναν με το γάντι
ή ύστερα απ’ το πετσόκομα μας δίναν πασαβάντι
και την στάμπα τους σε κάθε τρισκατάρατο,
γιατί η ιστορία στον τόπο αυτό είναι κατουροκάνατο
και αυτή που λες εσύ, μικρή κοσμογωνιά,
μια χαμηλοβλεπούσα είναι στην απολησμονιά.
Θα σου πω στα γρήγορα (πράγμα δυσκολοκάμωτο)
για κάθε προτάτο πλανερό και ατσαλάκωτο.
Το ΕΑΜ, τη Βάρκιζα, τα μαζεμένα «Yes»,
το κόμμα και την αποχή από τις εκλογές.
Τον Παπάγο, τον Πλαστήρα και τον βασιλιά,
τους αποστάτες και της Χούντας τη ληστοφωλιά,
το ΠΑΚ, την αντίσταση απ’ το παράνομο κόμμα
- οι εκλεκτοί στα Παρίσια κι οι άτυχοι στο χώμα.
Για το νόμιμο κόμμα, το δώρο του εθνάρχη,
την αλλαγή, το καθεστώς του όπως λάχει,
τους κοσκωτάδες και το ροζέ ’89
σερί πάει η γεννοβολιά μέχρι τούτη τη γενιά.
Θα ‘θελα να με ρώταγες ποιος σκότωσε τον Άρη,
ποιος έδωσε τον Ράπτη και τον Καστοριάδη,
ποιος τον Λαμπράκη σκότωσε και ποιος τον Παναγούλη,
ποιος κρυβόταν πίσω από το μάυρο κουκούλι.
Τίνος Ρέμβη ήτανε η χουντομορταρία
και ποιοι οι ανθρωποφύλακες στα κελιά τα κρύα.
Ποιοι λοιδωρούσαν τα παιδιά στο Χημείο
και ποιοι της λευτεριάς δεν περάσαν το πορθμείο.
Ρώτα με λεβέντη μου, μέρες να σου λέω,
γι’ άλλα θα βλέπεις να γελώ και γι’ άλλα ίσως να κλαίω.
Κοντεύω τα εκατό – μεγάλη σερμαγιά
μα έξω απ’ το μνημούρι μου η απολησμονιά.
Η κακογουστιά σε αυτό το φλόρουμ δεν έχει τελειωμό.
den eimai egw gia erwtes
den eimai egw gia agapes
i monaksia mou magazi
skyladiko stin ethniki
pou psaxnei gia pelates
pink floyd - the fletcher memorial home
take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home a little place of their own
the fletcher memorial
home for incurable tyrants and kings
and they can appear to themselves every day
on closed circuit t.v.
to make sure they're still real
it's the only connection they feel
"ladies and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig
mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley
mr. brezhnev and party
the ghost of mccarthy
the memories of nixon
and now adding colour a group of anonymous latin
american meat packing glitterati"
did they expect us to treat them with any respect
they can polish their medals and sharpen their
smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while
boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead
safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
with their favourite toys
they'll be good girls and boys
in the fletcher memorial home for colonial
wasters of life and limb
is everyone in?
are you having a nice time?
now the final solution can be applied
nai!
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Δε λες κουβέντα,
κρατάς κρυμμένα μυστικά
και ντοκουμέντα
κι ακούω μόνο
συνθήματα μεταλλικά
των μικροφώνων
Ξέρω τ' όνομά σου
την εικόνα σου και πάλι από την αρχή
ψάχνω για μια διέξοδο γυρεύοντας
μια αλλιώτικη ζωή
Περνούν οι νύχτες,
τα δευτερόλεπτα βαριά
στους λεπτοδείκτες
ζητώντας κάτι
που να μη γίνεται ουρλιαχτό
κι οφθαλμαπάτη
Ξέρω τ' όνομά σου
την εικόνα σου και πάλι από την αρχή
ψάχνω για μια διέξοδο γυρεύοντας
μια αλλιώτικη ζωή
Στων χιλιομέτρων
την ερημιά και στη σιωπή των χρονομέτρων
ακούγονται τώρα
σειρήνες μεταγωγικά κι ασθενοφόρα
Ξέρω τ' όνομά σου
την εικόνα σου και πάλι από την αρχή
ψάχνω για μια διέξοδο γυρεύοντας
μια αλλιώτικη ζωή
Δε λες Κουβέντα - Σωτηρία Μπέλλου (Μούτσης/Τριπολίτης)
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το από πάνω..
σε άλλα νέα
I feel that out there something isn't right
I see that we are so locked out and so uptight
I feel that we areall that separated and disparted
And I see that we are all that disconnected
And I see what we all need and deserve to get most
I see what we all need and deserve to get most
And I'm gonna try to give it to you now
I gotta drop my lovebomb down
Gotta drop a lovebomb
Gotta drop it down
Brothers and sisters! We gotta move along
Sister and brother, we gotta get together sing a song
Hope we won't deny it, man we are living in a cage
Hope we will make it, to free ourselves
Mothers and Fathers, now come on get off you lines
Let us join together and we'll be just fine
Come on lets get dancing and get yer ya ya's out
Come on and get ready, come on twist and shout
All my life is sad now
I feel this isn't right
I'm left outside without hope
I know this is my time
Help me sun get happy feel allright
Be happy and I'll be ok
And I know that it's my life
I gotta be today
:hippy:
colour haze - peace brothers and sisters
Όταν η Γερμανία κάνει το θαύμα της ένα από τα καλύτερα κομμάτια έβερ δημιουργείται...
Attack - Death Rider
Out in the streets somebody’s crying
Out in the night where the fires burn
Maybe tonight somebody’s flying
Reached the point of never return
Oh it’s a mystery
Oh it’s a mystery
Somewhere I’ve heard a voice that’s calling
Out in the dark, there’s a burning dream
You’ve got to hope, when you are falling
To find the world, what you never have seen
Oh it’s a mystery
Oh it’s a mystery
Six in the morning, a black cloud is hiding the sun
Bring me my broadsword and a golden cross talisman
Churches and temples break down
Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Kill-warriors standing in front of the hill by the sea
Blood at their hands
And some broken swords I can see
Churches and temples break down
Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Thousand connections the power of action
This is our life
You think we are crazy but no one is lazy
We live without wives
We are free there’s no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and can’t sleep in the night
When the evil’s returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
Near to the east, there was living the beast
It is time to return
After the hill, we think we must kill
When the evil is burn
We are free there’s no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and can’t sleep in the night
When the evil’s returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
Our run never stops
Got to win until drops (sweat drops)
We keep out of this place
We’re living to win, and to win without sin
We are holding the race
We are free there’s no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and can’t sleep in the night
When the evil’s returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy
We are death riders
We are death riders
Ahh
:headbang: :headbang: :headbang:
son house - death letter
I got a letter this mornin, how do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead"
I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you reckon it read?
You know, it said, "Hurry, hurry, how come the gal you love is dead?"
So, I grabbed up my suitcase, and took off down the road
When I got there she was layin on a coolin' board
I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road
I said, but when I got there she was already layin on a coolin' board
Well, I walked up right close, looked down in her face
Said, the good ol' gal got to lay here 'til the Judgment Day
I walked up right close, and I said I looked down in her face
I said the good ol' gal, she got to lay here 'til the Judgment Day
Looked like there was 10,000 people standin' round the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her 'til they laid her down
Looked like 10,000 were standin' round the buryin' ground
You know I didn't know I loved her 'til they damn laid her down
Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul
I wouldn't mistreat you baby, for my weight in gold
I said, Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul
You know I wouldn't mistreat nobody, baby, not for my weight in gold
Well, I folded up my arms and I slowly walked away
I said, "Farewell honey, I'll see you on Judgment Day"
Ah, yeah, oh, yes, I slowly walked away
I said, "Farewell, farewell, I'll see you on the Judgment Day"
You know I went in my room, I bowed down to pray
The blues came along and drove my spirit away
I went in my room, I said I bowed down to pray
I said the blues came along and drove my spirit away
You know I didn't feel so bad, 'til the good ol' sun went down
I didn't have a soul to throw my arms around
I didn't feel so bad, 'til the good ol' sun went down
You know, I didn't have nobody to throw my arms around
I loved you baby, like I love myself
You don't have me, you won't have nobody else
I loved you baby, better than I did myself
I said now if you don't have me, I didn't want you to have nobody else
You know, it's hard to love someone that don't love you
Ain't no satisfaction, don't care what in the world you do
Yeah, it's hard to love someone that don't love you
You know it don't look like satisfaction, don't care what in the world you do
Got up this mornin', just about the break of day
A-huggin' the pillow where she used to lay
Got up this mornin', just about the break of day
A-huggin' the pillow where my good gal used to lay
Got up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
You know, I must-a had them old walkin' blues
Got up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
Yeah, you know bout that, I must-a had them old walkin' blues
You know, I cried last night and all the night before
Gotta change my way a livin', so I don't have to cry no more
You know, I cried last night and all the night before
Gotta change my way a livin', you see, so I don't have to cry no more
Ah, hush, thought I heard her call my name
If it wasn't so loud and so nice and plain
Ah, yeah
Mmmmmm
Well, listen, whatever you do
This is one thing, honey, I tried to get along with you
Yes, no tellin' what you do
I done everything I could, just to try and get along with you
Well, the minutes seemed like hours, hours they seemed like days
It seemed like my good, old gal outta done stopped her low-down ways
Minutes seemed like hours, hours they seemed like days
Seems like my good, old gal outta done stopped her low-down ways
You know, love's a hard ol' fall, make you do things you don't wanna do
Love sometimes leaves you feeling sad and blue
You know, love's a hard ol' fall, make you do things you don't wanna do
Love sometimes make you feel sad and blue
