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De Facto- ΠΕΣ ΜΟΥ ΕΝΑ ΨΕΜΑ

Είναι κάτι μέρες, μέρες σαν κι αυτή
Που ακούω τα λόγια σου μες στο μυαλό μου,
Τρέχουν σε μια ατέλειωτη στροφή
Είναι μέρες βυθισμένες στη σιωπή
Και νιώθω σαν ποτάμι που ξεβράζει
Πόνο και οργή

Είναι κάτι μέρες παράξενες, ατέλειωτες
Παλεύω με τον εαυτό μου
Μέρες ανεκπλήρωτες
Είναι μέρες πεταμένες στη φωτιά
Το ξέρω είσαι εδώ κοντά μου,
Μα τόσο μακριά

Πες μου ένα ψέμα, μίλησέ μου
Πες μου ένα ψέμα

Είναι νύχτες που δεν έχω,
Από που να κρατηθώ
Να στηριχτώ για λίγο, κάπου
Είναι νύχτες που παγώνει ο χρόνος,
Νύχτες που σε βλέπω εδώ κοντά μου να γελάς
Και τι δε θα ?δινα να μ? αγαπάς

Και φοβάμαι όλα αυτά που θα ?ρθουν
Σίγουρα θα ?ρθουν, φοβάμαι, θα ?μαι εκεί
Θα καίνε, θα πονούν
Θα με προδώσουν τα δυο χέρια σου,
Φοβάμαι να μη γίνουνε φτερά
Να μην ανοίξουνε και φύγεις μακριά

Χάρισέ μου ένα δάκρυ, να νιώσω την αγάπη
Έλα απόψε σαν βροχή στα όνειρά μου μια στιγμή
Θα περιμένω να ?ρθεις, θα κάνω υπομονή

Αφιερωμενο…:frowning:

Aeroport, aerogare
Mais pour tout l’or m’en aller
C’est le blues, l’ coup d’ cafard
Le check out assure

Vienne la nuit et sonne l’heure
Et moi je meurs
Entre apathie et pesanteur
Ou je demeure

Changer d’optique, prendre l’exit
Et m’envoyer en Amerique
Sex appeal, c’est Sunset
C’est Marlboro qui me sourit

Mon amour, mon moi, je
Sais qu’il existe
La chaleur de l’abandon
C’est comme une symphonie

C’est sexy le ciel de Californie
Sous ma peau j’ai L.A. en overdose
So sexy le spleen d’un road movie
Dans l’retro ma vie qui s’anamorphose

J’ai plus d’I.D., mais bien l’idee
De me payer le freeway
C’est l’osmose, on the road
De l’asphalte sous les pieds

Vienne la nuit, c’est le jet lag
Qui me decale
L.A.P.D. me donne un blame
C’est pas le drame

Se faire un trip, s’offrir un streap
Sous le soleil en plein midi
Six a.m., j’suis offset
J’suis l’ice dans l’eau, je suis melo, dis

Mon amour, mon Wesson
Mon artifice
La chaleur du canon
C’est comme une symphonie

C’est sexy le ciel de Californie
Sous ma peau j’ai L.A. en overdose
So sexy le spleen d’un road movie
Dans l’retro ma vie qui s’anamorphose

[SIZE=“4”]Holocaust Heavy Metal Mania [/SIZE]

Inside the power cage
I can feel the music of my age
It’s paranoid…first degree
Tellin’ me that I’m not free

I’ve got Heavy Metal music in my blood
And I’d like to give it to you if I could

As I lie in the shroud of darkness
The wings of light remove the veil
It’s Heavy, Heavy, Heavy
Heavy Metal Mania all the way
Rock 'n roll…far too slow
So the adrenaline just doesn’t flow
Where is the power, where is the glory?
Heavy Metal is my story

:smiley:

[SIZE=“4”]Goodbye to you, my trusted friend
We’ve known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we’ve climbed hills or trees
Learned of love and ABC’s
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend, it’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
When you see them, I’ll be there…[/SIZE]

Hard times come again no more - Kate & Anna McGarrigle (Stephen Foster)

Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count its many tears,
While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
There’s a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh Hard times come again no more.

    Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
    Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
    Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
    Oh hard times come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
There are frail forms fainting at the door;
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
Oh hard times come again no more.
There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
Oh hard times come again no more.
Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave
Oh hard times come again no more.

I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps…

από Beatles!

I’ve earned through hope and faith
On the curves around your face
That I’m the one you’ll hold forever
If morning never comes for either one of us
Then this I pray to you wherever…
I will annoy you until you decide to wake up

Kurt Weill - Alabama Song

Oh, show us the way to the next whiskey bar
Oh, don’t ask why, oh, don’t ask why
Oh we must find the next whiskey bar
For if we don’t find the next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, show us the way to the next pretty boy
Oh, don’t ask why, oh, don’t ask why
For we must find the next pretty boy
For if we don’t find the next pretty boy
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don’t ask why, oh, don’t ask why
For we must find the next little dollar
For if we don’t find the next little dollar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We’ve lost our dear old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why

H μαμά μου ζει.
Κατά τ’άλλα, αυτά. Ακριβώς αυτά. :stuck_out_tongue:

:oops::oops::oops:

προσφέρεσαι?
δηλαδή τώρα μου λείπει μόνο το ουίσκι και τα λεφτά?
:-k 8) 8) 8)

Σαν φωνή της συνείδησης, σου επαναλαμβάνω πως ο δικός σου μπορεί να παρακολουθεί. Μαζέψου! :stuck_out_tongue:

Η τραβάτε ΜΣΝ.8)

λεφτά δεν έχω καρδιά μου, αλλά…

musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there’s whiskey in the jar

εδιτ: redrum, δεν είναι υπερβολή να ζητήσω μσν τόσο νωρίς? :stuck_out_tongue:

Θαμπς απ για το κομμάτι Deckard!
Aλλά ο Redrum μίλησε δε φταίω…

άντε και αύριο δουλειά για τα λεφτα :frowning:

Deckard, εγώ στη θέση σου δε θα ζήταγα καθόλου πάντως. :–

Επειδή είναι σκληρό να αντιμετωπίζεις τη αλήθεια?? :stuck_out_tongue:

ontopic όχι γιατί με εκφράζει, αλλά γιατί φοβάμαι αυτά που περιγράφει. (ο απαισιόδοξος ο ίδιος :p)

[I]Three weeks ago yesterday,the last time we spoke
Today’s distance holds us too far to measure
And tomorrow will never hold us that close
Our hands once stitched together

Weaving bloodstreams into one
Arteries under pressure
Sharing breath in our lungs
Crossing our hearts hoping to die
If fingers untangled attempt to defy

Passion above all else
Giving my heart or nothing else
What’s left of myself,isn’t myself
When used up and placed on a shelf
Passion above all else
Giving my heart or nothing else
What’s left of myself,isn’t myself
Passion above all else

I opened up a hole in my chest,so deep
And extracted so much of myself
One can’t help but hurt
This time I’m going to feel it in the morning
I dream of love when love can’t be seen
I don’t forgive you for giving up on me

But I understand what causes distance
And loss of interest
You said you’d give up the world
I’ve never meant so much to someone
And been so soon forgotten

Passion above all else
Giving my heart or nothing else
What’s left of myself,isn’t myself
When used up and placed on a shelf
Passion above all else
Giving my heart or nothing else
What’s left of myself,isn’t myself
Passion above all else

Passion pledges never to wander,
Never to wonder,
What could be different,what could be undone
Swearing to stay true,undiluted,
Following through
Focused on the sun,the bearer of all purity
Shuttering out discouraging light
Channeling streams of foresight
To warm my face and never replace
Passion as the source of all grace[/I]

Μπραβο για το αποπανω.

Να τον ακουτε αυτονε.

[I]I have no wish to be flawless / That doesn’t matter to me
If you were up here / That isn’t what I 'd want you to be

I have no wish to be perfect / Because it holds no appeal
I don’t believe that given the choice / You’d choose fake over real

And I have no wish to be cautious
Because it brings no release

If I could stomach the world in its current state
Then I wouldn’t have to leave[/I]

Don’t cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you

Four hundred thousand years ago
They came from outer space
And gave us life here
We are taking everything for granted
I don?t think we should do this now
And when I see the smoke all around
I feel like I?m not
From humankind down there
I feel like glaciers are my eyes
And mountains are my head
My heart is ocean
And I feel all alone
Because everybody?s wrong

I feel the living
What is this thing that we call hate
And that?s inside of me
Get out of here!

A world is down
And none can rebuild it
Disabled lands are evolving
My eyes are shut, a vision is dying
My head explodes
And I fall in disgrace

I hold my inner child within
And tell him not to cry
?Don?t fear the living?
One day you will stand as a king
And no fear can erase
This light below us
Each one of us is now engaged
This secret we all have
This truth is growing
And as a warrior I have to fight
I can already feel
The love I?ll discover

I had this dream, our planet surviving
The guiding stars always growing
And all the worlds
The fates all the countries
They?re all rebuilding at the same time
I never fell and always believed in
We could evolve and get older
Open your eyes and let all this flow
Now see a new hope is growing inside

We will see our children growing

GOJIRA-From Mars To Sirius (Global Warning) 2005

[I]Dawn of mists and mourning
Veil of ancient tears
Near a tree lies a shallow grave
Bones of earth grasping hands
With the roots of the past
Fasting spirits to the land

Chasing shadows in stones
Clouds clear revealing
Awareness of the light
Seeking forgotten longings
Withered pathways to the wise
From a peak I gaze the glory
[/I]