Posts Tagged sentiment
Diced – devil’s bones
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58, 56, 54,
Good angels at my door.
63, 62, 61, 60, 59, 58,
Good angels at my gate.
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Manfred Mann`s Earth Band, Angels At My Gate
Din doua cuvinte
se nasc , dureros
alte trei
dar intr-o alta conversatie
intr-un alt timp
si intr-o alta culoare …
Si simplu ,
ma doare , atat de albastru …
From two words
are born, painful
another three
but in another conversation
in another time
and in another color …
And simple ,
hurt me , so blue …
Behind blue eyes
[…]
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it’s like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
No one knows what it’s like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
And If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
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The Who – Behind Blue Eyes
doar cuvinte rostogolite
drept lacrimi
nimic nu ramane
pe pleoapele arse
cateva note muzicale
si atat de multa
tristete …
words just rolled
as tears
nothing is left
on the burned eyelids
a few musical notes
and so much
sadness …
Red
[…]
What have I to give but my songs and my love, my dreams are yours to share
Give you myself and part of my world for both of us offer one prayer
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Curved Air – Elfin Boy
Si gandurile in zbor ,
printre soapte de frunze …
Pierdute pe aripe de vise ,
culorile toate raman
atat de singure in crang
printre mesteceni ,
doar o umbra rosie am fost …
And thoughts in flight ,
among whispers of the leaves …
Lost on the wings of dreams ,
colors all remain
so alone in grove
through birch trees ,
I was only a red shadow …
Rubliov
doar bronz as fi ,
topit in
dangat de clopot
ca o
tacere surda si muta …
amintirile ,
porumbei in clopotnita
intr-o inutila
zbatere ,
ca un
zbor frant …
I be only the bronze ,
melted
in sound of bell
like a
dull and voiceless silence …
memories,
pigeons in the belfry
in a useless
struggle ,
like a
broken flight …
Mahavishnu Orchestra – You Know You Know (1971)
image from „Andrei Rubliov” by Andrei Tarkovski
Cu multumiri , pentru Misionara .
Tamam Shud
Puteti alege :
* mister
* muzica
* poezie
caci fiecare se poate incheia cu : Taman Shud (it is completed) !
You can choose:
* mystery
* music
* poetry
because each can be concluded with: Taman Shud (it is completed) !
TAMAM SHUD – HEAVEN IS CLOSED
Doar palmele , obosite
imbratisand ochii
ce picura culori si taceri
printre vise
frumoase ar fi
crescute adanc
atarnate de ceruri
cenusii , tristeti
si ganduri
inchise …
Only palms, tired
embracing eyes
that dripping colors and silence
among dreams
beautiful would be
grown deep
hanging from heavens
gray, sadness
and thoughts
closed …
Life of the Unlived
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To let myself go
To let myself flow
Is the only way of being
There’s no use telling me
There’s no use taking a step back
A step back for me…
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Ane Brun – To Let Myself Go
Intre si printre
zile desarte
vise rasfirate drept fum
poteca prin lacrimi
totul doar soapte
intre si printre …
Between and among
empty days
dreams scattered as smoke
the path of tears
everything just whispers
between and among …
Cello
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And if one day you should see me in the crowd
Lend a hand and lift me
To your place in the cloud.
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Nick Drake „Cello Song”
Printre nori , doar muzica
tristilor ochi
inchisi intre lacrimi
corzile singure
canta si plang
amintirile noastre
ce dor …
Through the clouds, only music
of sadder eyes
locked between tears
single strings
sing and cry
our memories
that hurt …
Teardrops
[…]
we live in a world of glass teardrops…
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Si ne uitam ochii
gene in scara spre cer
doar lacrimile ce picura
spre seara
peste suflete
fara oprire
culori pierdute
printre amintiri …
Sweet Smoke – Baby night 1970
And we forget our eyes
genes in the ladder to sky
only tears that drip
in the evening
over souls
without stopping
lost colors
among the memories …
Jeremy and the Satyrs – In The World Of Glass Teardrops – 1968 original
Printre doua lumi , atat de diferite si atat de asemanatoare , pierdut printre ganduri … va multumesc tuturor pentru rabdare si sper ca va voi recompensa pe toti pentru tacerea mea . Si da , originalul merita efortul de a-l asculta pana la capat 😀 desi uneori , ambalajul induce in eroare . Acesta , ambalajul , se poate recicla , originalul ramane in veci 😀
Between two worlds, so different and so similar, lost among thoughts … thank you all for your patience and hope that I’ll reward everyone for my silence. And yes, the original worth listening to the end 😀 although sometimes the packaging is misleading . This , the packaging , is recyclable, the original remains forever 😀
Paperboy
[…]
You went from being him to being you
the night when you told me the truth
you hid your face inside your hand and cried
and told me that you once wanted to die
I went from being me to being her
the very moment you let out those words
the unknown, the unspoken, the unseen
I’m not your lover, not your friend but somthing in between
What you are afraid of has alredy taken place
it will never hurt that mutch again
the sense of being marked, of having fallen out of grace
these feeling are just echoes from back then
Paper boy
I’ll never let you fall
I know that she abandoned you back then
the gilr who was your lover and your friend
Your secret does not scare me a bit you see
i once defeated that same sorrow inside me
What you are afraid of has alredy taken place
it will never hurt that mutch again
the sense of being marked, of having fallen out of grace
these feeling are just echoes from back then
Paper boy
I’ll never let you fall
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Paperboy – Rebekka Karijord
Cateodata cuvintele sunt de prisos … in seara asta ma simt golit si doar muzica va va insoti …
Sometimes words are useless … tonight I feel empty and only music will accompany you …
Pentru :
Alex , Ana , Ora25 , Greiere , Amuleta , Deea , Inda , Cella , Schtiel , Calin , Cristi , Rokssana , Androxa , AliceG , Hanny-Bunny , Principessa , Vania , Caius , Ilarie , Ana U , VizualW , GabryelleH , Lili3d , OanaClara , Savitsky , Dictatura , Moi , Ela , Zazuza
Little world
Si doar inchid
ochii
mainile cuprind
doar cerul
si roua … lacrimi
in jur o lume
cuvintele doar
dor …
And I just close
the eyes
my hands cover
only the sky
and dew … tears
around a world
the words just only
hurts …
Sóley – The Sun Is Going Down II
Si :
Alex , Ana , Ora25 , Greiere , Amuleta , Deea , Inda , Cella , Schtiel , Calin , Cristi , Rokssana , Androxa , AliceG , Hanny-Bunny , Principessa , Vania , Caius , Ilarie , Ana U , VizualW , GabryelleH , Lili3d , OanaClara , Savitsky , Dictatura , Moi , Ela , Zazuza
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