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Κορυφή!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Phil Collins > In The Air Tonight
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord
Ive been waiting for this moment, all my life, oh lord
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord
Well, if you told me you were drowning
I would not lend a hand
Ive seen your face before my friend
But I dont know if you know who I am
Well, I was there and I saw what you did
I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe off the grin, I know where youve been
Its all been a pack of lies
And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord
Ive been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh lord
I can feel it in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord
And Ive been waiting for this moment all my life, oh lord, oh lord
Well I remember, I remember dont worry
How could I ever forget, its the first time, the last time we ever met
But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no you dont fool me
The hurt doesnt show; but the pain still grows
Its no stranger to you or me
And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord...
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She nursed him there, ooh, over a night
I wasnt so sure she wanted him to stay
What to say...what to say
But soon she was down, soon he was low
At a quarter past...a holy no...
She had to turn around
When she couldnt hold, oh...she folded...
A dissident is here
Escape is never, the safest path
Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here
And to this day, shes glided on
Always home but so far away
Like a word misplaced
Nothing said, what a waste
When she had contact...with the conflict...
There was meaning, but she sold him to the state
She had to turn around
When she couldnt hold...she folded...
A dissident is here
Escape is never, the safest path
Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh...oh...oh...
She gave him away when she couldnt hold...no...she folded...
A dissident is here escape is never, the safest path
Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh...
Couldnt hold on...she couldnt hold...no...she folded...
A dissident is here
Escape is never the safest place, oh...
A dissident is here
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I can't see you, mama
But I can hardly wait
To touch and to feel you, mama
Oh, I just can't keep away
In the heat and the steam of the city
Ooh, it's got me running and I just can't brake
So say you'll help me, mama
'Cause it's getting so hard, ooh
Now I can't keep you, mama
But I know you're always there
You listen, you teach me, mama
And I know inside you care
So get down, down here beside me
Ooh, you ain't going nowhere
No, I won't hurt you, mama
But it's getting so hard, ooh
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, awh
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, awh
Can't you see me here, mama,
Mama, mama, mama, please?
Can't you feel my heart?
Can't you feel my heart?
Can't you feel my heart, ooh?
Now listen to me, mama
Mama, mama
You're taking away my last chance
Don't take it away !
Can't you feel my heart?
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, awh
It's hot, too hot for me, mama
But I can hardly wait
My eyes, they're burning, mama
And I can feel my body shake
Don't stop! Don't stop me, mama
Ooh, make the pain, make it go away, hey
No, I won't hurt you, mama
But it's getting so hard, ooh
Now I can't see you, mama
But I know you're always there
You taunt, you tease me, mama
But I never, never, never can keep away
It's the heat and the steam of the city
Ooh, got me running and I just can't brake
So stay, don't leave me, mama
'Cause it's getting so hard, ooh
Don't go no no, don't go
No no no, don't go...
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Chew the pill that taste like hell
But gives you strength
Embrace the drug that makes you mad
Cause still it turns you into something else
Feel the need for love grows stronger
Swap your mind for a mirror search
And shake until the break of day
One day you'll realize that you were wrong
And you'll regret that all this happened
(Did it happen?)
Some day you'll realize that you were wrong
Left with paranioa
As your only friend
Your mind is full of enemies
The room is full of energies
That want to take control
They're all around you and you're all alone
Your mind is full of enemies
The room is full of energies
Haunting your soul
They're all around you
And your on your own
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it has always been in the back of my mind
dreaming about going to the corners of time
i always wanted to fly in strange machines
i wanna do centuries in a lifetime
and feel it with my hands
touch the world war II and Cleopatra
flying...
could it be that my dream would come true
building a machine that would actually do
what i want it to do
russian revolution, let's do that in one day
Beethoven and Gershwin i think that would be o.k.
more than anything i wanna fly in strange machines
i wanna do centuries in a lifetime
and see it with my eyes
watch Jesus rise, if he ever did
flying...
i wanna do centuries in a lifetime
and feel it with my hands
touch renaissance and Chaka Khan
flying...
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Blackfield - The Hole In Me
the hole in me
i cannot reach
the one who bleeds
please set him free
the hole in me
the hole in me
that no one sees
the hole too deep
inside of me
what have i done
treat me tonight like a movie star
who never die
always surrounded by girls like you
kill all my loneliness (x2)
the hole in me
that never sleeps
born with me
it's killing me
what have i done
treat me tonight like a movie star
who never die
always surrounded by girls like you
kill all my loneliness (x2)
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Συστεμ και πάλι Συστεμ
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+2... Όλος ο δίσκος των Blackfield είναι πολύ καλός!Αρχική Δημοσίευση από ]ifrit[:Blackfield - Blackfield
Curling lips, fingertips, dead eye dips
I saw it all in the blackfield
Splinter *****s, summer tracks, paperbacks
We found them all in the blackfield
In the shade, whistle blades, singing fades
In the blackfield
She wants to stay and talk all day
so I remark when it gets dark
All the pale things under the earth
Will reverse
River glass, cycle past, overcast
I saw it all in the blackfield
Copper sky, shadows rise, bridge of sighs
We had it all in the blackfield
Skin tracks, face facts, fade to black
In the blackfield
She wants to stay and talk all day
so I remark when it gets dark
All the pale things under the earth
Will reverse
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Kάνω βουτιές σε βόθρο με εικόνες,
φουσκώνω τα βυζιά μου με ορμόνες
Θέλω να γίνω σαν αμερικάνος,
μ'αρέσει στα κρυφά κι ο Μητροπάνος,
Έλληνας, νεοέλληνας ...
Μαράθηκε η λουλουδιασμένη Ιτιά
και ψήλωσε η κοντούλα Λεμονιά,
στα Σάλωνα δε σφάζουνε αρνιά,
δεν πάει το παπάκι στην ποταμιά
Κι η Παπαλάμπραινα γυμνή,
χαϊδεύει δωροσυσκευή,
σ'ένα τηλεπαιχνίδι πουλημένο ...
Πουλάκι ξένο, πουλί χαμένο,
μου τρώει τα σπλάχνα, δε βγάζω άχνα ...
Καίω τα δέντρα χτίζω μεζονέτες,
θα κάνω τα παιδιά μου μαριονέττες,
σ'ένα κλουβί - γραφείο σαν αγρίμι,
παίζω ατέλειωτο βουβό ταξίμι,
Έλληνας, νεοέλληνας ...
Μαράθηκε η λουλουδιασμένη Ιτιά
και ψήλωσε η κοντούλα Λεμονιά,
στα Σάλωνα δε σφάζουνε αρνιά,
δεν πάει το παπάκι στην ποταμιά
Κι η Παπαλάμπραινα γυμνή,
χαϊδεύει δωροσυσκευή,
σ'ένα τηλεπαιχνίδι πουλημένο ...
Πουλάκι ξένο, πουλί χαμένο,
μου τρώει τα σπλάχνα, δε βγάζω άχνα ...
Φάκα Adidas μού'πιασε τη φτέρνα,
μπερδεύω το τζουκμποξ με τη λατέρνα,
πάνω απ'του τάφου μου το κυπαρίσσι,
μαύρη χελώνα μ'έχει κατουρήσει,
Έλληνας, νεοέλληνας ...
Μαράθηκε η λουλουδιασμένη Ιτιά
και ψήλωσε η κοντούλα Λεμονιά,
στα Σάλωνα δε σφάζουνε αρνιά,
δεν πάει το παπάκι στην ποταμιά
Κι η Παπαλάμπραινα γυμνή,
χαϊδεύει δωροσυσκευή,
σ'ένα τηλεπαιχνίδι πουλημένο ...
Πουλάκι ξένο, πουλί χαμένο,
μου τρώει τα σπλάχνα, δε βγάζω άχναααααααααααααααααααααααα ...
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Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall
stealing thru the dark of night
Climbing thru a window, stepping to the floor
checking to the left and the right
Picking up the pieces, putting them away
something doesn't feel quite right [/font] [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Help me someone, let me out of here
then out of the dark was suddenly heard
welcome to the Home by the Sea [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Coming out the woodwork, thru the open door
pushing from above and below
shadows but no substance, in the shape of men
round and down and sideways they go
adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair
then as one they sign and they moan [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Help us someone, let us out of here
living here so long undisturbed
dreaming of the time we were free
so many years ago
before the time when we first heard
welcome to the Home by the Sea [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Sit down Sit down
as we relive our lives in what we tell you [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
things that go to make up a life
endless days of summer longer nights of gloom
waiting for the morning light
scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame
things that go to make up a life [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Help us someone, let us out of here
cos living here so long undisturbed
dreaming of the time we were free
so many years ago
before the time when we first heard
welcome to the Home by the Sea [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Sit down Sit down
as we relive out lives in what we tell you
let us relive out lives in what we tell you [/font]
[font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Sit down Sit down
cos you won't get away
no with us you will stay
for the rest of your days - Sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Let us relive our lives in what we tell you[/font]
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Μα τι λες τώρα; Μόνο ένας Κότσιρας θα μπορούσε να βγάλει στην επιφάνεια τον πόνο και το βάσανο αυτού του τραγουδιού. Προσπάθησε ο Harry Belafonte παλιά αλλά όποιος ακούσει την ερμηνεία του τον πιάνουν τα γέλια μπροστά σ' αυτήν του Έλληνα αοιδού.Αρχική Δημοσίευση από Rempeskes:Day-O, "Banana boat"
Εδω το τραγούδησε και ο κότσιρας... στείλε του μια λαρυγγίτιδα θεέ του...
Work all night on a drink of rum... Daylight come and me wanna go home
Stack banana till the morning come... Daylight come and me wanna go home
A beautiful bunch of ripe banana... Hide the deadly black tarantula
Clerk man check, he check with caution...My back is broken with exhaustion
(καμμία σχέση με λουλουδάκια και κότσιρες...)
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Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
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When you told me that you loved me
I had no reason to doubt it
so I went about my life in such a selfish way
and never really thought about it.
Oh do I have to let go?
Oh I had my chance and I've blown it,
'cause I loved you so much all these years
and somewhere in myself, between my pride and fear
just couldn't find a way to show it.
I know it doesn't give you any joy
to give me such pain
but you're in love with him now, my old friend -
I know all about that, there's no need to explain
but why do I have to say goodbye
when I love you still, and can only feel that I'm dying?
Still, every word I say just seems to come out wrong
and none of them deny the fact that you are gone
and that I'm left here, crying.
What's the good of songs anyway?
They're just exercises in solitude.
I should have been ready for today -
I always prayed you wouldn't go,
but I suppose I always knew you would.
I suppose you say to him now
"I know that some day you'll leave me"
just like you did to me, and I'd deny it,
but you wouldn't believe me.
Ooh do I have to let go of you
ooh I don't think that I can do it -
you're always going to be the guardian of my soul,
and I'll always have a part of you to call my own,
how stupid that I never proved it.
Oh I know I'll never let go
oh because I don't want to be just your friend.
We spent seven years together in our own way,
I can't believe the story ends like this today....
Wherever you are do you really think so, Alice?
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Πήγα και έμεινα με το στόμα ανοιχτό... Οι άνθρωποι παίζουν όπως έπαιζαν πριν από 30 χρόνια....Αρχική Δημοσίευση από weak and powerless:o'zorgnax, πήγες van der graaf generator ;
Απλά ήταν ξενέρα ότι οι πιο πολλοί είχαν πάει στο Λυκαβηττό για να δούνε τους Porcupine Tree (καλοί δε λέω αλλά μπροστά στους Van Der Graaf...)
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Stub towers in the distance,
riders cross the blasted moor
against the horizon.
Fickle promises of treaty,
fatal harbingers of war, futile orisons
swirl as one in this flight, this mad chase,
this surge across the marshy mud landscape
until the meaning is forgotten.
Hood masks the eager face, skin stretched and sallow,
headlong into the chilling night, as swift as any arrow.
Feet against the flagstones,
fingers scrabbling at the lock,
craving protection.
'Sanctuary!' croaks a voice,
half-strangled by the shock of its rejection.
Shot the bolt in the wall, rusted the key;
now the echoes of all frightful memory
intrude in the silence.
What a crawl against the slope - dark loom the gallows.
One touch to the chapel door, how swiftly comes the arrow.
"Compassion" you plead,
as though they kept it in a box -
that's long since been empty.
I'd like to help you somehow,
but I'm in the self-same spot:
my condition exempts me.
We are all on the run, on our knees;
the sundial draws a line upon eternity
across every number.
How long the time seems, how dark the shadow,
how straight the eagle flies, how straight towards his arrow.
How long the night is - why is this passage so narrow?
How strange my body feels, impaled upon the arrow.
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