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29-03-2010 00:19:42
Roxette "SALVATION" Пожалуй самый глубокий смысл
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29-03-2010 00:25:54
Roxette - Fading Like A Flower
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29-03-2010 00:27:52
Spending My Time - Roxette
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29-03-2010 17:18:04
Навеяло сегодняшними событиями в Москве. Очень жаль ни в чем не виновных людей.
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30-03-2010 10:02:16
Ролика с текстом что-то не нашел.
Поэтому просто текст...
Every step of the way we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape
City's just a jungle, more games to play Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away I was raised in the country, I been workin' in the town I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before Don't even have anything for myself anymore Sky full of fire, pain pourin' down Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stall Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all I was thinkin' about the things that Rosie said I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed
Walking through the leaves, falling fr om the trees Feeling like a stranger nobody sees So many things that we never will undo I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won't Last night I knew you, tonight I don't I need somethin' strong to distract my mind I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind
Well I got here following the southern star I crossed that river just to be wh ere you are Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast I'm drownin' in the poison, got no future, got no past But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothin' but affection for all those who've sailed with me
Everybody movin' if they ain't already there Everybody got to move somewhere Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow Things should start to get interesting right about now
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in I know that fortune is waitin' to be kind So give me your hand and say you'll be mine
Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Bob Dylan, Mississippi
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30-03-2010 14:20:42
А вот хорошая песня пра лубофф
If I Were A Carpenter
by Tim Hardin
If I were a carpenter And you were a lady, Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
If a tinker were my trade would you still find me, Carrying the pots I made, Following behind me.
Save my love through loneliness, Save my love for sorrow, I'm given you my onliness, Come give your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands in wood, Would you still love me? Answer me babe, "Yes I would, I'll put you above me."
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding, would you miss your color box, and your soft shoe shining?
If I were a carpenter and you were a lady, Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Would you marry anyway? Would you have my baby?
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30-03-2010 14:39:45
Очень правильная песня
Hank Williams Jr.
Country boy can survive
The preacher man says it’s the end of time And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry The interest is up and the Stock Markets down And you only get mugged If you go down town
I live back in the woods, you see A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive
Because you can’t starve us out And you cant makes us run Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun And we say grace and we say Ma’am And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
We came from the West Virginia coalmines And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City He never called me by my name, just hillbilly My grandpa taught me how to live off the land And his taught him to be a businessman He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights And I’d send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife For 43 dollars my friend lost his life Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes And shoot him with my old 45 Cause a country boy can survive Country folks can survive
Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun And we say grace and we say Ma’am And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
We’re from North California and south Alabam And little towns all around this land And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive
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30-03-2010 14:53:05
Joan Baez - Diamonds & Rust
I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks You brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust
Well you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half-shell Would keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing With brown leaves falling around And snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window Of that crummy hotel Over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds Mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague Because I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid
С НАМИ АПОСТОЛ ПАВЕЛ, КЛИНТ ИСТВУД И ПАПА ХЭНК!!!
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30-03-2010 14:59:15
Bee Gees - Living Eyes
Lyrics by Barry Gibb
Would you believe me if I told you your tomorrow is my yesterday But be alive I know that we will The world keeps on moving but I'm holdin' still
In the beginning I was far away and praying for my destiny That would arrive The moment you're born For we will be here when the miracle comes
Living Eyes,when under the sun don't cry No war in my mind The state of my heart Living eyes, when out in the rain will fall The day I deny the face of my love
We are of age, we are in time We are forever Right now when the power is mine I leave you heaven and the earth I leave you never And living to love is the reason we shine
When I been over I been under I don't own a dream to analyze But living eyes you know that I do believe in the soul and the magic of you
Living eyes, when under the sun don't cry No war in my mind The state of my heart Living eyes, when out in the rain will fall The day I deny the face of my love
We are of age,we are in time We are forever Right now when the power is mine I leave you heaven and the earth I leave you never And living to love is the reason we shine
Living eyes When under the sun don't cry No war in my mind The state of my heart
С НАМИ АПОСТОЛ ПАВЕЛ, КЛИНТ ИСТВУД И ПАПА ХЭНК!!!
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30-03-2010 15:00:11
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London Calling пишет: Очень правильная песня
Hank Williams Jr.
Country boy can survive
The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town
I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
Because you can’t starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
We came from the West Virginia coalmines
And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
We’re from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
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