Κιεγαμώ τους Stixoi.

I can hear your yearnings
your anguished cries
let the nourishment pass you by
as it leaves you without
without a trace
it leaves you without the scars

it's a day of the ruins
the time of your relief
it's a day of the judgements
the day of your beliefs

bitter is the end
the end of your cry
let your nourishment pass you by
it'll leave you without
without your faith
it'll leave you without your grace

it's a day of the ruins
the time of your relief
it's a day of the judgements
the day of your beliefs

Forever.

Always living on the line of what you think is right or wrong,
there was a time when even I could not bear to be alone,
needing someone or something that is not mine to call my own,
to have and hold.

Severing the only line of trust that you once thought you had,
now that I can see past you I can start to be a man,
death to me seems no mistake for I have yet to hate,
so can you see my pain, can you feel my pain, can you see my...

This, is my world,
and I see, what you don't,
Forever, wanting more,
life breathes, from our soul.

Looking into bloodshot eyes mesmerized they can't look back,
slowly turning in my mind is the visions of your death,
finding truth amongst my lies but not accepting now i grow,
and gain control.

Opening to inner sanctums that you do not understand,
having no respect for life and taking it with my bare hands,
always searching with contempt for ways to rid my pounding head,
from this place.

This, is my world,
and I see, what you don't,
Forever, wanting more,
life breathes, from our souls.

Vintersorg - The Essence

An extension of the theories
Gravitates across the seas
Changing the accepted terms,
But still it only confirms
That it is as equal close (or far)
To an atom as it's to a star

We know that signals trigger nerves,
But what starts the signal's curves?
That's in charge of every thought,
From that source our conscious is taught
That it is as equal close (or far)
To an atom as it's to a star

So, is knowledge a friend or a foe?
'Cause you don't suffer from what you don't know
But in arguments we hunt the reasons
That explains the Thesis's seasons
Chaos, order and complexity,
That challenges our intellectuality
For things that lie in the asymmetric hole,
For too long, we've given the Devil that role

We're the parameter that draws
The map of the existing laws
To break those laws isn't a crime,
It solved Newton's conflict with "time"

Into the arena Einstein stepped
And widened the universal concept
He opened a new detecting phase,
But Dark Matter is still a maze

Analysis with a microscope
Only tenses the polymathic rope
In that focus we eagerly stir,
But the focus seems more like a blur

"Our quest of the highest theory,
Is controlled by that theory,
So the way we think
Is the closest link?
An expedition through different views
Gives us richly faceted clues,
Let us focus on some of the elements
That's a source for endless experiments"

Kyuss - Yeah

Yeah

I am oh so fascinated,
I am oh so entertained,
Standing here like a comedian,
I repeat what I say, again and again and again
until the meaning has become an imitation of itself,
An impression of an original defeats the fucking purpose.
I don't know where this is going,
but it's looking more and more like the same place that we started.

Oh good God, holy shit, the joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts, police officers, and firemen.

Oh good God, holy shit, the joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts, police officers, and firemen.

And everybody's watching the lead singer in the band.
The guitars exploding to a drumbeat that's driving.
It's pretty fucking boring, oh don't you think?
And of all the things we'd ask,
of all the ways we'd like for it to be,
they're just drunken conversations,
song lyrics sung at the top of our lungs so desperately.
Like I believe in a power that is of and by the people?
I believe in an art that cannot be compromised.
I believe all will endure, and all will overcome.
And I will sing it until I no longer remember the reason.
What was the reason?

Oh good God, holy shit, joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts, police officers, and firemen.

Oh good God, holy shit, joke's on us, not on them.
Kids pretending to be astronauts, police officers, and firemen.

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything (note the lack of question mark)
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be...yeah...

Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, I know you’ll be a star
In somebody else’s sky, but why
Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine



(we...we belong together...)

:thumbsup: :pink:

οτι ειπε η ντραγκοννιντζα

κάλκυ έχεις ωραίο γούστο

:oops:

There's a man lying down in a grave somewhere
With the same tattoos as me
And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him

There's a man lying down in a bed somewhere
With a different set of sex aspects
And I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, my eyes

This is me here now
Pining like a dog, whining like a dog in a thick harbour fog
Waiting for a ship that will make him sick
And when the ship comes, big trouble
His trouble will begin

And the church bells chime the colour of wine
And the angels devil fight to snatch back the last time

And there's a man lying down with a ???
With the same taboos as me
And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him

There's a man lying down in a bed somewhere
With a different set of sex aspects
And I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, my eyes

This is the dark age of love
This is the dark age of love
This is the dark age of love
This is the dark
And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him

There's a man laying down
There's a man laying down
There's a man laying down
There's a man laying down somewhere

Somewhere

Μια που τα πιάσαμε......

Are you ready to go now?

Ground floor: perfumery,
Stationery and leather goods,
Wigs and haberdashery,
Kitchenware and foods
Going up
Going up

First floor: telephones,
Gents' ready-made suits,
Shirts, socks, ties, hats,
Underwear and shoes
Going up
Going up

Second floor: carpets,
Travel goods and beddings,
Materials and soft furnishing,
Restaurant and teas
Whoa
Going up

It just is.

A Psychotic Waltz

sometimes I wonder what will ever become of me
and if life's worth it's living at all
sometimes I smile at the ones who think they've got life down
and they say that I'm living it wrong

as the days pass by
I watch as the net closes in
as they circle around in my head
turning and winding
in circles, in circles they spin
never ending beginning the end

look now sweet child
deep into my room
the door is open and the air is warm
close your eyes
feel the sweet, sweet symphony of sighs

sometimes it would feels so right
if the angels called me to the sky
sometimes it feels good just to be alive
though our paths are blind
I can see a lightened end on mind

still now I search
for the spirit that torments my soul
as the priest shields his face from the wind
looking at lost life and darkness
my eyes shall not see
makes me laugh when he calls it all sin

you're all slaves of the priest
and you'll just sing it over
and over, and over, and over
and over, and over, and over
and over..

Ostracized

legions, upon legions
roam the roads to no where,
street wise ragged with rage
fucked by society, left outside,
the systems cold embace

insane, unsafe, labelled

rouge warrior, veteran
defender of nations, savage
scars unable to heal
mental derelict, refused
admission, tagged the wretched
of this land

just another hard luck story,
just another day
just another twisted manic, just
another throw away
just another beggar beggining,
get out the way
straight talk falls on deaf ears
go ask the man under the bridge
he is the man under the bridge
has no place for his head to lay
he is the man under the bridge

left out, locked out, cast out,
rejected

just another...

ostracized

drive down the street can't find my keys to my own fucking home
i take a walk so i can curse my ass for being dumb
i make a right after the arches, stinking grease and bone
stop at the supermarket, people stare like i'm a dog
i'm goin' to lukin's...
i got a spot at lukin's...
i knock the door at lukin's...
open the fridge, now i know life is worth
i find the key, but i return to find an open door
some fucking freak who claims i fathered, by rape, her own son
i find my wife, i call the cops, this day's work's never done
the last i heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun

Όταν χαράζει, ο πρώτος στεναγμός
βγαίνει απ' τα πιο σφιγμένα χείλη
σαν πεταλούδα, στη καμαρή πετά
ψάχνοντας άνοιγμα να φύγει

Αν είσαι μόνος, αν είσαι αδύναμος
η χαραυγή θα σε ξεκάνει
έχει το μύρο, έχει τη σιγαλιά
έχει τον ήλιο τον αλάνη

Καινούρια μέρα, καινούριος ποταμός
στις εκβολές του θα προσφέρει
όσα χαθήκαν, όσα ξεχάστηκαν
και όσα για αυτά κανείς δεν ξέρει

Πίσω απ' τους λόφους, πίσω απ' τα βλέφαρα
υπάρχει τόπος και για σένα
χωρίς Βαστίλλη, χωρίς ανάθεμα
χωρίς τα χείλη τα σφιγμένα

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane

You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

one of these days i'm gonna cut you in little pieces.

Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working late create
Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working late create

We can win
We can win
We can win
We can win
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
We've got our fingers on the pulse of America
We cross our hair in the town of America
Come in search for

Not too political enough to discover
Wake up
Wake up
You're a person on fire!
Not too political enough to discover
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
You're a person on fire!)
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

At the paths we cross is the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets
From the paths we cross is the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets

Can you hear us? Not too political enough to discover
Can you hear us? Not too political enough to discover

Wake up
You're a person on fire
You're a person on fire
We've got our finger on the pulse of America

Eσυ, ελληναρά αρχαιολάγνε κι εσύ παρακρατικέ ακρίτα,
εσύ τεχνοκράτη πρώην επαναστάτη βομβιστή,
δειλέ εξουσιαστή.
Εσύ, ορθόδοξε μαρξιστή, νεοεθνικοκομμουνιστή
Εσύ φοβισμένε, εσύ
που με ψήνεις τόσα χρόνια να περάσουμε βέρα,
κάτσε και λιώσε εδώ πέρα.
Εγώ θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα
κι ας πεθάνω την επόμενη μέρα.

Χωρίς βεβαρημένο παρελθόν και φρόνημα εθνικόν
με το μέρος κι όχι το βάρος των νεκρών,
χωρίς σάπια ιδεολογία και κατάνυξη αγία,
χωρίς στεφάνι σ' ανδριάντα και παρέλαση σε αργία.
Κρατάω τα μάτια ανοιχτά κι αν αυτό σε τρομάζει,
πες μου για αυτό τον κόσμο που όπως λες δεν αλλάζει.
Κάντο μου σήριαλ, διαφήμιση και ειδήσεις,
με το μεγάλο αδερφό σ' ένα μπουρδέλο να με κλείσεις.
Να με ποτίσεις με ψέμα απ' του σχολειού την έδρα,
να με χτυπήσεις στη σκηνή πισώπλατα με πέτρα.
Φοβισμένε πάρε το σταυρό σου και τράβα,
σ' όσους φωνάζουν, τάξε κόλαση και λαβα.
Φοράω μαύρα, πενθώ τα παιδιά σου και σένα,
έφτιαξα τάφο αλλού απ' τη ντροπή, άσε με μένα.
Χρωστάω μόνο τη συγγνώμη μου σ' αυτούς που χαθήκαν
και σε ψυχές που πριν από λίγο γεννηθήκαν.
Καταλαγιάζω, μα πιο πολύ με τρομάζω,
με τη παράδοση σε βρώμικα νερά λιμνάζω.
Γι' αυτό φωνάζω, είναι σα θάνατος αργός
κι ο λαός είναι ηθικός αυτουργός.
Την ουρά σου μη τη βγάζεις κι εσύ απ' έξω,
μ' αυτό το δαίμονα έχω ζήσει καιρό πριν να διαλέξω
μια πανέμορφη τρέλα και ένα αύριο άλλο
με τα στοιχειά κι όλο το σύμπαν να τα βάλω.
Νερό να πιούμε από την ίδια την πηγή,
να ξαπλώσουμε, να συνεννοηθούμε με τη γη.
Ελεύθερα ν' αφήσουμε όλα τα ζώα
και να δακρύσουμε μπροστά σε μάτια αθώα,
κι αν ο αλήτης σου φαίνεται πως έγινε μελό,
βάλ' το όπως θες μες στο μυαλό σου το θόλο, είναι απλό.
Λέω να μη χάσω τη μόνη με ουσία μέρα,
από νωρίς θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα.

Εγώ θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα
κι εσύ κάτσε και λιώσε εδώ πέρα.
Εγώ θα παω να δω την πρεμιέρα
κι ας πεθάνω την επόμενη μέρα.

τι είναι αυτό;

Πρεμιερα - activemember.

Conception - Reach Out

I am a god
I live tomorrow here today (I am far too young to worry)
just open wide I see right through you anyway (it's so easy to be free)
reach out
reach out
you'll live forever
reach out
reach out
and I'll stand by
when the water pulls you down
when you stop to wonder why
never hesitate
just reach out for me when you're at the lost and found
when you need a glimpse of light in the lack of faith
just reach out for me
I am a god
but I don't wanna see you pray (life is too short for reproaches)
just break the bond and you will find we are the same (it's so easy to be me)
you must find strength you know I'm here for you
reach out
reach out
it's now or never
reach out
reach out
and cross that line

Day end of day
Each hanging spiral
Where is the shore
From this clear blue silence
Up to the heavens that you daydream
Remembering the sun and the deep green ivy
I know that sleep walking too
In trying to be free
Of all this damage in my eyes
Making confusion in my mind
When I hear a resurrection song
Night lays me down when I'm fading
When I can't go home because they hate me
To sing that resurrection song
Day end of day
Each hanging spiral
What do you make
Of this clear blue silence
Now that the engine driver
Has grown to be a deep sea diver
And the street has got no end
Better keep your heart strong little friend
Thought I heard a resurrection song
Thought I heard a resurrection song

Final Step

Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Compromise to mend
My demise, my end
Despised again

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Again seemed right
Follow the light it dimmed
No surprise

Somehow tricked perfect fit
Alibi, two-faced lie
No surprise

By the heels
Suddenly I'm pinned
Forced to kneel choked to heal

Failure failed
This rhyme picked my mind
Out of time

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward
End of my speech now is clear
What it is I'm doing here
I am here one final footstep forward

Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Detached, fucking wacked
Needle in, story ends
All depends

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward
End of my speech now is clear
What it is I'm doing here
Now I'm here one final footstep forward

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Standing on the edge of time
Standing on the edge of time
Standing on the edge of time

Still I Walk re mounia!!!!!!

Swstotatos o JDM!Kerdises mia 8esh sto Radar (tou metal.e.)

Ground control to major tom
Ground control to major tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground control to major tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may god’s love be with you

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
Four, three, two, one, liftoff

This is ground control to major tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is major tom to ground control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me wife I love her very much she knows

Ground control to major tom
Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do.

Είδα τα προβλήματα και την ασχήμια αυτού του κόσμου
Είδα την απόσταση που χωρίζει την αρετή απο την αμαρτία
Είχα την υπόσχεση και τις εξομολογήσεις για μια πίστη αληθινή
Και την υποκρισία που πάντα βρίσκεται εκεί
Και όλα αυτά τα άφησαν για σένα
Όλα αυτά είναι για σένα
Είδα τα προϊόντα και όλο τον υπόλοιπο κόσμο της σπατάλης
Είδα το χρώμα της διαφθοράς που ρίζωσε για τα καλά
Τους είδα να χάνουν την αξιοπρέπεια και το γούστο τους
Να βλέπουν τα πράγματα μαύρα και άσπρα και πάλι μαύρα
Και όλα αυτά τα άφησαν για σένα
Όλα αυτά είναι για σένα
Είδα τα προβλήματα και την ασχήμια αυτού του κόσμου
Είδα αυτούς που μπορούσαν να επιτύχουν συνέχεια να αποτυγχάνουν
Είδα τι έμεινε απ' την τεχνολογία και την δουλειά
Και τους είδα καθώς πέθαιναν
Καθώς εγκατέλειπαν το πλοίο αυτό με τους τρελούς
Και όλα αυτά τα άφησαν για σένα
Όλα αυτά είναι για σένα.

I blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died
with the eagle's flight
I blame you for the moonlit nights
when I wonder why
are the seas still dry?
Don't blame this sleeping satellite
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
in the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of mans greatest adventure.
Have we got what it takes to advance?
Did we peak too soon?
If the world is so green
then why does it scream under a blue moon?
We wonder why
the earth's sacrificed
for the price of its greatest treasure
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
in the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of mans greatest adventure.
And when we shoot for the stars
what a giant step
have we got what it takes
to carry the weight of this concept?
Or pass it by
like a shot in the dark
miss the mark with a sense of adventure
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
in the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of mans greatest adventure.

H Tasmin archer den to leei?
Sinithws se pop hitakia den prosexw stixous alla aytoi panw einai ok.
:thumbsup:

Rush - Subdivisions

Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights
And the far unlit unknown

Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone

Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone

Subdivisions ---
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions ---
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth

Drawn like moths we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night

Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight

Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights...

Dinosaur Jr - Freak scene

Seen enough to eye you
But I’ve seen too much to try you
It’s always weirdness while you
Dig it much too much to fry you
The weirdness flows between us
Anyone can tell to see us
Freak scene just can’t believe us
Why can’t it just be cool and free us?

Seen enough to eye you
But I’ve seen too much to try you
It’s always weirdness while you
Dig it much too much to fry you
The weirdness flows between us
Anyone can tell to see us
Freak scene just can’t believe us
Why can’t it just be cool and leave us?

It’s so fucked I can’t believe it
If there’s a way I wish we’d see it
How could it work just can’t conceive it
Oh what a mess it’s just to leave it

Sometimes I don’t thrill you
Sometimes I think I’ll kill you
Just don’t let me fuck up will you
’cause when I need a friend it’s still you

What a mess

ten thousand horses, sable island, endless summer
oh my god i’m hot to steal, beside myself and friendless, number
i a’int got no culture, nothing, dirty words, but that don’t count
flight attendents, waitresses, superstition, good amounts
there’s work to do, hell to pay, memories and fingerprints
calling, pop, and ignorance
and i don’t wanna know, sick and tired
zoom, cut, persuasion, tech, zoom, cut, persusaion, tech
it’s an egg and spoon race, slow and steady, desert highway, i’ll be into
still i’m stuck, i cant afford it, picture, postcard, small momento
echo, shadow, echo, shadow, stirling silver, broken furnace
frozen nowhere just to get out i had a friend named deadly earnest
cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my arm
praise the heavens, call the cops, relax, there’s no need for alarm
diamond rings and little babies, starter mints and miracles
i remember pretty faces so severe and lyrical
i’m talking amelia erhart, nico casin, frida kalso
all alone, the way it should be, i don’t even need a shadow
seeds of wisdom, found no purchase, we don’t even have a chance
birthday party, armageddon, long stemmed roses, avalanche
broken fingers, going nowhere, fast and screeching to a halt
all that work for nothing and boy its all my fault
zoom, cut, persusaion, tech, zoom, cut, persusaion, tech
zoom, cut, persusaion, tech, tech, tech, tech
i don’t wanna go to pieces, easy going, afraid to fly and so i’m running
catching fish and chopping wood, the revolution, slow time coming
i don’t know what else to do, cross my fingers, teach the children
read their fortunes, storm the studios, come on all ye faithful pilgrims
no more same old song and dance, the good ideas get overplayed
i eat my breakfast, ride my bike, a knife between my shoulderblades
see i’m a man of many problems up against some scary odds
we kill, we hide, we all fall down, idiots love to bury gods
it doesn’t happen overnight, though ever still i’m filled with wonder
lonely like a tightrope walker, hitchhiker, long distance runner
zoom, cut, persusasion, tech, good night for you bad night for me
but i still love you lying down, k i s s i n g
not bad, not bad, not bad at all i tried your shoes on
cigarettes and crucifixes, igmar burgman, alphonse lozon
really boring modern music, really boring modern girl
get me out of here, i’m drowning, i don’t like this modern world
anti-intellect bad marketing, pretty, pretty, who needs talent
crying eyes, we’re so outnumbered, fight for the right to re-make salad
what do i know, who am i, my two left feet my big dumb face
i’d do the same if i had the chance, cheat the system, rig the race
it’s all one big misunderstanding, inside out i turn my coat
don’t look back don’t move a muscle, one false move that’s all she wrote
zoom, cut, persusaion, tech, zoom, cut, persuasion, tech
zoom, cut, persusaion, tech, tech, tech, tech

I'll grow back like a Starfish
.

Σε κράτησα στην αγκαλιά μου σαν μικρό πουλί
σαν όνειρο που σβήνει στην ανατολή
το ξέρω πως θα μου ξεφύγεις άλλη μια φορά
μα η χαρά δεν είναι άλλο απο μια προσμονή
φως μικρό μου ταξιδιάρικο πάρε τούτο το παράπονο
μέσα απ' τα μάτια σου να ζήσω μια στιγμή, ένα ταξίδι στη γη
στα μάτια σου είχα πιστέψει σαν τον ουρανό και τώρα πια
δεν έχω τίποτα για να κρατώ στην ερημιά θα γίνει πέτρα όλη μου η ζωή η αγάπη αφτή θα σβήσει και σαν άστρο θα χα χαθεί.
φως μικρό μου ταξιδιάρικο πάρε τουτο το παράπονο
μέσα απ' τα μάτια σου να ζήσω μια στιγμή, ένα ταξίδι στη γη.

Στον αστερισμό του πιγκουίνου
πλάι σε μια μικρή μικρή φωτιά
καθόμαστε με δυο πλεχτά σκουφάκια
και παίζουμε παιχνίδια με παγάκια
των καιρών που ήμασταν παιδιά

Το σκάσαμε απ'τα σπίτια μας εχτές
τώρα γύρω μας η παγωμένη λίμνη

Σώπα, μην κλαις
ο κόσμος ανοίγει σαν καλειδοσκόπιο
με χρώματα σπασμένα, γυαλιά φωσφορικά
μια λέξη πες
κι η νύχτα θα γίνει ένα διαστημόπλοιο
φωτισμένο απ'τα δικά μας μυστικά

Στον αστερισμό του πιγκουίνου
μέσα σε μια σιωπή διαστημική
μετράμε τους κομήτες που πεθαίνουν
κι απόηχοι της νύχτας που ανεβαίνουν απ'το σκοτεινό πλανήτη Γη

Που τρίζει πάνω σε γιγάντιους τροχούς
με ναούς για τους αόρατους θεούς
και γύρω γύρω δολοφόνους και νεκρούς
με στρατούς, ψυχιατρεία, φυλακές
και την αγάπη σε συναλλαγματικές
μα μη φοβάσαι εμείς οι δυο είμαστε εδώ

Στον αστερισμό του πιγκουίνου
πλάι σε μια μικρή μικρή φωτιά
καθόμαστε με δυο πλεκτά σκουφάκια
και παίζουμε παιχνίδια με παγάκια
των καιρών που ήμασταν παιδιά

Σκορπίσαν οι παλιές μας οι ζωές
και το αύριο κανένας δεν το ξέρει

Σώπα, μην κλαις
απόψε χαμένοι στο μεγάλο διάστημα
ο ένας για τον άλλο θα γίνουμε φωλιά
μια λέξη πες
κι η άσπρη αρκούδα θά'ρθει τα μεσάνυχτα
να μας πάρει στη ζεστή της αγκαλιά...

ti einai?

διαφήμιση της coca cola.

Lena Platwnos. Tragoudaei h gianniatou, stixoi kriezh.

I lay, looking at my hands
I search in these lines
I've not the answer
I'm crying and I don't know
watching the sky
I search an answer
I'm free, free to be
I'm not another liar
I just want to be myself... myself

And now the beat inside me
is a sort of a cold breeze and I've
never any feeling inside
ruining me...
bring my body
carry it into another world
I know I live... but like a stone I'm falling down

I pray, looking into the sky
I can feel this rain
right now it's falling on me
fly, I just want to fly
life is all mine
some days I cry alone,
but I know I'm not the only one
I'm here, another day is gone
I don't want to die...?
Please be there when I'll arrive, don't cry... please..

Άιντε, μες στης γης το πυρωμένο κέντρο,

Άιντε, δυο πουλιά φιλιούνται σ' ένα δέντρο.

Άιντε, πέφτει λάβα, λάβα απ' τα φιλιά τους

Άιντε και φτερά απολιθωμένα απ' τα κορμιά τους.

Άιντε, κει μακριά, μακριά στην Ανδρομέδα

Άιντε, πίνουν τσίπουρο και τρων λακέρδα

Άιντε, κάτι όντα περίεργα κι ωραία

Άιντε, πού 'ναι μόνα και ψάχνουν για παρέα.

Άιντε, κει ψηλά στην άκαρπη Μελούνα

Άιντε, φύτρωσε, φύτρωσε μια παπαρούνα

Άιντε, που 'χει στόμα, στόμα και δαγκάνει

Άιντε, κι όλο λέει πως δεν το ξανακάνει.

Άιντε, κει βαθιά, βαθιά στα σωθικά μου

Άιντε, κάτι γίνεται κυρά μου.

Άιντε, χίλια άλογα τυφλά γυρίζουν,

Άιντε, έξοδο ζητάν και μ' αλωνίζουν.

Άιντε, δω σιμά, κοντά δυο μέτρα βάθος,

Άιντε, λεν πως φυλακίζουνε το πάθος.

Άιντε, ρίχνουν χώμα, με λουλούδια ραίνουν

Άιντε, και θαρρούν, θαρρούν πως ξεμπερδεύουν.