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"Talk tonight" - Oasis
Sittin' on my own
Chewin' on a bone
A thousand million
Miles from home
When Something hit me
Somewhere right between the eyes
Sleepin' on a plane
You know you can't complain
You took your last chance
Once again
I landed, stranded
Hardly even knew your name
I wanna talk tonight
Until the mornin' light
'Bout how you saved my life
You and me see how we are
You and me see how we are
All your dreams are made
Of Strawberry lemonade
And you make sure
I eat today
You take me walking
To where you played
When you were young
I'll never say that I
Won't ever make you cry
And this I'll say
I don't know why
I know I'm leavin'
But I'll be back another day
I wanna talk tonight
Until the mornin' light
'Bout how you saved my life
(You saved my life)
..........
I wanna talk tonight
Chewin' on a bone
A thousand million
Miles from home
When Something hit me
Somewhere right between the eyes
Sleepin' on a plane
You know you can't complain
You took your last chance
Once again
I landed, stranded
Hardly even knew your name
I wanna talk tonight
Until the mornin' light
'Bout how you saved my life
You and me see how we are
You and me see how we are
All your dreams are made
Of Strawberry lemonade
And you make sure
I eat today
You take me walking
To where you played
When you were young
I'll never say that I
Won't ever make you cry
And this I'll say
I don't know why
I know I'm leavin'
But I'll be back another day
I wanna talk tonight
Until the mornin' light
'Bout how you saved my life
(You saved my life)
..........
I wanna talk tonight
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Spanish Train-Chis De Burgh
There's a Spanish train that runs between
Guadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people hear she's running still...
And then they hush their children back to sleep,
Lock the doors,upstairs they creep,
For it is said that the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten thousand deep!!
Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side,
His family were crying,knelt in prayer before he died,
But above his bed just a-waiting for the dead,
Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye,
"Well God's not around and look what I've found,
This one is mine!!"
Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light,
And shouted at the Devil,"Get thee hence to endless night!!"
But the Devil just grinned and said "I may have sinned,
But there's no need to push me around,
I got him first so you can do your worst,
He's going underground!!"
"But I think I'll give you one more chance"
Said the Devil with a smile,
So throw away that stupid lance,
It's really not your style",
"Joker is the name, Poker is the game,
We'll play right here on this bed,
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet,
The souls of the dead!!"
And I said "Look out, Lord,he's going to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord,he's going to win!.."
Well the railwayman he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a hand of five,
And for the Lord he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to drive...
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king,
And the Lord, he was running for a straight,
He had the queen and the knave and nine and ten of spades,
All he needed was the eight...
And then the Lord he called for one more card,
But he drew the diamond eight,
And the Devil said to the son of God,
"I believe you've got it straight,
So deal me one for the time has come
To see who'll be the king of this place,
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
He slipped another ace...
Ten thousand souls was the opening bid,
And it soon went up to fifty-nine,
But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did,
And he said "that suits me fine",
"I'll raise you high to a hundred and five,
And forever put an end to your sins",
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins!!"
And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord, don't let him win..."
Well that Spanish train still runs between,
Guadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people fear she's running still...
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess,
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls,
And as for the Lord,well,he's just doing his best...
And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is still on time,oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, you've got to win..."
Guadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people hear she's running still...
And then they hush their children back to sleep,
Lock the doors,upstairs they creep,
For it is said that the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten thousand deep!!
Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side,
His family were crying,knelt in prayer before he died,
But above his bed just a-waiting for the dead,
Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye,
"Well God's not around and look what I've found,
This one is mine!!"
Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light,
And shouted at the Devil,"Get thee hence to endless night!!"
But the Devil just grinned and said "I may have sinned,
But there's no need to push me around,
I got him first so you can do your worst,
He's going underground!!"
"But I think I'll give you one more chance"
Said the Devil with a smile,
So throw away that stupid lance,
It's really not your style",
"Joker is the name, Poker is the game,
We'll play right here on this bed,
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet,
The souls of the dead!!"
And I said "Look out, Lord,he's going to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord,he's going to win!.."
Well the railwayman he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a hand of five,
And for the Lord he was praying hard
Or that train he'd have to drive...
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king,
And the Lord, he was running for a straight,
He had the queen and the knave and nine and ten of spades,
All he needed was the eight...
And then the Lord he called for one more card,
But he drew the diamond eight,
And the Devil said to the son of God,
"I believe you've got it straight,
So deal me one for the time has come
To see who'll be the king of this place,
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
He slipped another ace...
Ten thousand souls was the opening bid,
And it soon went up to fifty-nine,
But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did,
And he said "that suits me fine",
"I'll raise you high to a hundred and five,
And forever put an end to your sins",
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins!!"
And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord, don't let him win..."
Well that Spanish train still runs between,
Guadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people fear she's running still...
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess,
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls,
And as for the Lord,well,he's just doing his best...
And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is still on time,oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, you've got to win..."
Pink fluffy dynosaurs
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
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Mirela - Mesaje: 2566
- Membru din: Joi Noi 08, 2001 12:00 am
Verve- "History"
I wander lonely streets
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run from
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you two will understand
I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man
In every child, in every eye
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because it's you and me, we're history
There ain't nothing left to say
When I will get you alone
Maybe we could find a room
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know it's true
Living with me is like keeping a fool
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me so come on
I'm thinking about history
And I'm living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am
And one and one is two
But three is company
When you're thinking about the things you do
And you're thinking about the things you do
I want to tell you my tale
How I fell in love and jumped out on my bail
I hope you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
There's something that I might have missed
Why am I going to
A place that now belongs to you
But you were weak and so was I
Let's pick it up, let's even try
To live today, so why not smile
Don't dream away your life 'Cause it is mine
Is that a crime (repeat) this life is mine
The bed ain't made but it's filled full of hope
I've got a skin full of dope
PS: astea sunt niste versuri superbe
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run from
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you two will understand
I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man
In every child, in every eye
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because it's you and me, we're history
There ain't nothing left to say
When I will get you alone
Maybe we could find a room
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know it's true
Living with me is like keeping a fool
In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me so come on
I'm thinking about history
And I'm living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am
And one and one is two
But three is company
When you're thinking about the things you do
And you're thinking about the things you do
I want to tell you my tale
How I fell in love and jumped out on my bail
I hope you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
There's something that I might have missed
Why am I going to
A place that now belongs to you
But you were weak and so was I
Let's pick it up, let's even try
To live today, so why not smile
Don't dream away your life 'Cause it is mine
Is that a crime (repeat) this life is mine
The bed ain't made but it's filled full of hope
I've got a skin full of dope
PS: astea sunt niste versuri superbe
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Beth Orton "Devil song"
When the devil comes blowing through your door
You'll know there's trouble, and he's coming back for more
You better keep what is precious hidden under the floor
Or you better treat it so good it will never want for more
But looking back in retrospect
Did you ever really get what you'd expect?
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
You've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came
Devil was your angel, but it's not no more
The devil was your angel, when you weren't sure
Do I tempt trouble to break through all these doors
Just to put a face to the voice which always home?
To fight for what is precious, to know what's under the floor
If I could treat it so good, I swear I'd never want for more
But when I found my peace
There was still mistakes
However painfully aware every step I take
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
Well, I've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came
The devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure.
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Gonna take you back down
I won't feel no shame
Till my dreams
Are my own again
Gonna take you right down, and I'll take the blame
Till my dreams are my own again
Here I am again
Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel
Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure
You'll know there's trouble, and he's coming back for more
You better keep what is precious hidden under the floor
Or you better treat it so good it will never want for more
But looking back in retrospect
Did you ever really get what you'd expect?
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
You've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came
Devil was your angel, but it's not no more
The devil was your angel, when you weren't sure
Do I tempt trouble to break through all these doors
Just to put a face to the voice which always home?
To fight for what is precious, to know what's under the floor
If I could treat it so good, I swear I'd never want for more
But when I found my peace
There was still mistakes
However painfully aware every step I take
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
Well, I've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came
The devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure.
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Gonna take you back down
I won't feel no shame
Till my dreams
Are my own again
Gonna take you right down, and I'll take the blame
Till my dreams are my own again
Here I am again
Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel
Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Il pleut dans mon coeur
Mon coeur brisé par une erreur
Une erreur de t'avoir aimé
Aurais-je le courage de t'oublier?
Demain?
Non, jamais je ne pouurrais.
Traducerea:
Plange in inima mea
Inima mea distrusa prin o greseala
O greseala ca te-am iubit
Voi avea oare curajul sa te uit?
Maine?
Nu, niciodata nu voi putea.
Mon coeur brisé par une erreur
Une erreur de t'avoir aimé
Aurais-je le courage de t'oublier?
Demain?
Non, jamais je ne pouurrais.
Traducerea:
Plange in inima mea
Inima mea distrusa prin o greseala
O greseala ca te-am iubit
Voi avea oare curajul sa te uit?
Maine?
Nu, niciodata nu voi putea.
- adriana
- Junior Member
- Mesaje: 108
- Membru din: Dum Sep 16, 2001 7:02 pm
Adriana...se poate sa stim si noi de unde sunt versurile si cine le canta,eventual??
Pink fluffy dynosaurs
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
-
Mirela - Mesaje: 2566
- Membru din: Joi Noi 08, 2001 12:00 am
Aslan-Please don't stop
I'm stumbling down the street I'm out of place
And I'm an angry man-a voice without a face
Help me up
My feet won't touch the ground
I wish you had time to talk
But your hours just fade away
I wish you had time
To wait another lonely day
See the path becoming clear
And you'll see you're never near
Climb to the top and shout out loud
You're never stepping nowhere with
Your head stuck in the clouds
Climb to the top and shout out loud
'Cos you're never stepping nowhere
'till you're stepping out of the crowd
Well I'm hungry now and I'm lashing out
I'm breaking every rule
Night and day take my breath away
But there's still so much to do
Wish I had time to talk
But hours just fade away
Wish I had time
o wait another lonely day
See the past becoming clear
...Stepping out of the crowd...
...Stepping out of the crowd...
See me stop, see me jumping
See the past becoming clear
See you know you're never near
Please don't stop
Please don't go
Please don't stop
Please don't go
'Cos you're never stepping nowhere
'Till you're stepping out of the crowd
mie mi se par superbe!!
And I'm an angry man-a voice without a face
Help me up
My feet won't touch the ground
I wish you had time to talk
But your hours just fade away
I wish you had time
To wait another lonely day
See the path becoming clear
And you'll see you're never near
Climb to the top and shout out loud
You're never stepping nowhere with
Your head stuck in the clouds
Climb to the top and shout out loud
'Cos you're never stepping nowhere
'till you're stepping out of the crowd
Well I'm hungry now and I'm lashing out
I'm breaking every rule
Night and day take my breath away
But there's still so much to do
Wish I had time to talk
But hours just fade away
Wish I had time
o wait another lonely day
See the past becoming clear
...Stepping out of the crowd...
...Stepping out of the crowd...
See me stop, see me jumping
See the past becoming clear
See you know you're never near
Please don't stop
Please don't go
Please don't stop
Please don't go
'Cos you're never stepping nowhere
'Till you're stepping out of the crowd
mie mi se par superbe!!
Pink fluffy dynosaurs
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
-
Mirela - Mesaje: 2566
- Membru din: Joi Noi 08, 2001 12:00 am
Bob Dylan-Mr Tambourine man(banuiesc k sunt super cunoscute dar oricum sunt misto)
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
The Earth is full.GO HOME!
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MiG29 - Mesaje: 7104
- Membru din: Dum Apr 14, 2002 11:00 pm
Shi inca o pereche de strofe reusite de tot(de cand cu reclama aia la tuborg cred k le stie tot poporul dar nu conteaza...)Sultans of Swing-Dire Straits
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans played Creole
And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'
and he makes it fast with one more thing
'We are the Sultans of Swing'
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans played Creole
And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'
and he makes it fast with one more thing
'We are the Sultans of Swing'
The Earth is full.GO HOME!
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MiG29 - Mesaje: 7104
- Membru din: Dum Apr 14, 2002 11:00 pm
Gza "Killa Hills 10304"
Restaurants on a stake-out
So order the food to take out
Chaos, outside a spark steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's gon' sour
Nigga Mr. Wedding, late a fuckin' half hour
N' his man who bought land from Tony Starks
While he was contractin' bricklayin' jobs in city parks
He's a lone shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like Singer
Cuz all that talk blasphemy this kid after me
For the heist, in a Burlington coat factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga Cash stole his copilot
Who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote
Area, we label Dead Man's Island
Two hundred miles South from Thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shots
There's no need for us to spray up the scene
I use less men, more powerful shit for my team
Like my man Muhammad from Afghanistan
Grew up in Iran, the nigga runs a neighborhood newsstand
A wild Middle Eastern, bomb specialist
Intiated, at eleven to be a terrorist
He set bombs in bottles of champagne
N' when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost half they brains
Like this ex-worker, tried to smuggle a half a key
In his left leg, even underwent surgery
They say his pirate-limp gave him away
As the feds rushed him, comin' through U.S. Customs
Now look who's on the witness stand singin', a well known soprano
A smash hit from Sammy Gravano
Here's the plan minimum for the hit, two hundred grand
Half time at the game blastin' niggaz out the stands
The sharp-shooters hit the prosecutor, judges are sent
Photographs of they wives takin' baths
Along with briefcase filled with one point five, that's the bribe
Take it or commit suicide
First rule, anyone who schemes on the gold in Syria
I want they small intestines ripped from the interior
I got a price for those jewels, ship 'em freight cargo
Don't forget to launder the cream through Wells Fargo
Ricans processin' for the call of Costa Rica
Four hundred barrels of ether
Two hundred pounds of reefer
N' fifty immigrants with fake Visas
So order the food to take out
Chaos, outside a spark steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's gon' sour
Nigga Mr. Wedding, late a fuckin' half hour
N' his man who bought land from Tony Starks
While he was contractin' bricklayin' jobs in city parks
He's a lone shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like Singer
Cuz all that talk blasphemy this kid after me
For the heist, in a Burlington coat factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga Cash stole his copilot
Who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote
Area, we label Dead Man's Island
Two hundred miles South from Thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shots
There's no need for us to spray up the scene
I use less men, more powerful shit for my team
Like my man Muhammad from Afghanistan
Grew up in Iran, the nigga runs a neighborhood newsstand
A wild Middle Eastern, bomb specialist
Intiated, at eleven to be a terrorist
He set bombs in bottles of champagne
N' when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost half they brains
Like this ex-worker, tried to smuggle a half a key
In his left leg, even underwent surgery
They say his pirate-limp gave him away
As the feds rushed him, comin' through U.S. Customs
Now look who's on the witness stand singin', a well known soprano
A smash hit from Sammy Gravano
Here's the plan minimum for the hit, two hundred grand
Half time at the game blastin' niggaz out the stands
The sharp-shooters hit the prosecutor, judges are sent
Photographs of they wives takin' baths
Along with briefcase filled with one point five, that's the bribe
Take it or commit suicide
First rule, anyone who schemes on the gold in Syria
I want they small intestines ripped from the interior
I got a price for those jewels, ship 'em freight cargo
Don't forget to launder the cream through Wells Fargo
Ricans processin' for the call of Costa Rica
Four hundred barrels of ether
Two hundred pounds of reefer
N' fifty immigrants with fake Visas
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Re: Gza "Killa Hills 10304"
Initial trimis de Aliosha
Restaurants on a stake-out
So order the food to take out
Chaos, outside a spark steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's gon' sour
Nigga Mr. Wedding, late a fuckin' half hour
N' his man who bought land from Tony Starks
While he was contractin' bricklayin' jobs in city parks
He's a lone shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like Singer
Cuz all that talk blasphemy this kid after me
For the heist, in a Burlington coat factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga Cash stole his copilot
Who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote
Area, we label Dead Man's Island
Two hundred miles South from Thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shots
There's no need for us to spray up the scene
I use less men, more powerful shit for my team
Like my man Muhammad from Afghanistan
Grew up in Iran, the nigga runs a neighborhood newsstand
A wild Middle Eastern, bomb specialist
Intiated, at eleven to be a terrorist
He set bombs in bottles of champagne
N' when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost half they brains
Like this ex-worker, tried to smuggle a half a key
In his left leg, even underwent surgery
They say his pirate-limp gave him away
As the feds rushed him, comin' through U.S. Customs
Now look who's on the witness stand singin', a well known soprano
A smash hit from Sammy Gravano
Here's the plan minimum for the hit, two hundred grand
Half time at the game blastin' niggaz out the stands
The sharp-shooters hit the prosecutor, judges are sent
Photographs of they wives takin' baths
Along with briefcase filled with one point five, that's the bribe
Take it or commit suicide
First rule, anyone who schemes on the gold in Syria
I want they small intestines ripped from the interior
I got a price for those jewels, ship 'em freight cargo
Don't forget to launder the cream through Wells Fargo
Ricans processin' for the call of Costa Rica
Four hundred barrels of ether
Two hundred pounds of reefer
N' fifty immigrants with fake Visas
Vad ca esti innebunita dupa versuri!!!!!!!!! Ai dreptate, fiecare trebuie sa aiba o pasiune!!!!!!!
- adriana
- Junior Member
- Mesaje: 108
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Initial trimis de Aliosha
1. nu sunt [b]innebunit dupa versuri. Le mai postez pe alea care mi se par deosebite,la fel ca multi altii.
2. versurile nu sunt o pasiune pentru mine. Muzica in mare da. [/B]
E important sa ai o pasiune
- adriana
- Junior Member
- Mesaje: 108
- Membru din: Dum Sep 16, 2001 7:02 pm
Violent Femmes - "I Held Her In My Arms "
I'm gnawing on the knowledge
That I have been burnt
And I'm learning things that I
Should've already learnt
Everyone I ever knew
Was so kind and coy
I was with a girl
But it felt like I was with a boy
I can't even remember
If we were lovers
Or if I just wanted to
But I held her in my arms
I held her in my arms
I held her in my arms
But it wasn't you
I will not kill
The one thing that I love
In this world of wreckage
I look above
Help me Lord
Help me understand
What it means to be a boy
What it means to be a man
That I have been burnt
And I'm learning things that I
Should've already learnt
Everyone I ever knew
Was so kind and coy
I was with a girl
But it felt like I was with a boy
I can't even remember
If we were lovers
Or if I just wanted to
But I held her in my arms
I held her in my arms
I held her in my arms
But it wasn't you
I will not kill
The one thing that I love
In this world of wreckage
I look above
Help me Lord
Help me understand
What it means to be a boy
What it means to be a man
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Din alta melodie superba, Nick Cave
......
Doctor, Doctor
I'm going mad
This is the worst day
I've ever had
I can't remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where's my nurse
I need some healing
I've been paralysed
By a lack of feeling
I can't even find
Anything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
.......
"fifteen feet of pure white snow"
Doctor, Doctor
I'm going mad
This is the worst day
I've ever had
I can't remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where's my nurse
I need some healing
I've been paralysed
By a lack of feeling
I can't even find
Anything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
.......
"fifteen feet of pure white snow"
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Ati ascultat...
Oameni buni, ati ascultat Weird Al Yankovic? Ce ziceti de versurile alea?
Si-nca o recomandare: Tudor Gheorghe-Paun Umblatul(dupa Marin Sorescu).
Si-nca o recomandare: Tudor Gheorghe-Paun Umblatul(dupa Marin Sorescu).
If there's a war, we'll all fight!
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bhuttu - Mesaje: 2510
- Membru din: Dum Apr 21, 2002 11:00 pm
NOFX - "Linoleum"
Possesions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy (Cause I got none)
Well that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar
And a dog named dog who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what, so what, so what?
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything imporatnt to me just seems to fall right down my leg
and on the floor
My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum
Supports my head, gives me something to believe
That's me on the beachside combing the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of change
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish
That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head

I'm not crazy (Cause I got none)
Well that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar
And a dog named dog who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what, so what, so what?
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything imporatnt to me just seems to fall right down my leg
and on the floor
My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum
Supports my head, gives me something to believe
That's me on the beachside combing the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of change
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish
That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head

"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
Initial trimis de Aliosha
Weird Al face versuri la misto , comice...dar doar atat.
Eventual poti sa si postezi ceva anume din ce-ti place.
Am ascultat eu mult Yankovic, unul din amicii forumisti are o obsesie pt. el si mi-a placut la nebunie cat de usor isi modeleaza vocea dupa cel pe care-l parodiaza, pe bune.
Chiar, nu pune nimeni niste Weird Al?
semnatura fara culori si nestridenta
- gaga
- Mesaje: 18663
- Membru din: Sâm Aug 04, 2001 11:00 am
- Localitate: La Matze Fripte
ceva romanesc
Sunt student ... la medicina ... A-oau-oau-oau-oau-oa-oa :cry:
Viata mea e foarte plina ... si senina
Cand cadavrele disec ... in formol ... simt ca ma-'nec ! :drool:
Materialele-s putine ... Haah
Fara ele nu-nveti bine ... Haah
Am nevoie de-un femur
Merg in cimitir sa-l ... fur ! :y
Intre cruci e noaptea grea ... Da-da-da
Eu dezgrop pe cineva ... Da-da-da
Mortu' nu-i vechi ingropat si trebuie ... descarnat !
Cu toporu' tai picioru' !
Cu un cutzit dau carnea jos, de pe os ! ;f
Iau femuru-l bag in geanta si ingrop mortul indata !
Merg acasa fericit, am izbandit !
Iau femurul, nu ma satur de privit !
Sunt studentul cel iubit, cel mai bun, cel mai iubit
Cel mai bun, cel mai iubit, :a
Pentru asta am muncit,
Pentru asta am muncit,
Pentru ASTA, am muncit !!
Viata mea e foarte plina ... si senina

Cand cadavrele disec ... in formol ... simt ca ma-'nec ! :drool:
Materialele-s putine ... Haah
Fara ele nu-nveti bine ... Haah
Am nevoie de-un femur
Merg in cimitir sa-l ... fur ! :y
Intre cruci e noaptea grea ... Da-da-da
Eu dezgrop pe cineva ... Da-da-da
Mortu' nu-i vechi ingropat si trebuie ... descarnat !
Cu toporu' tai picioru' !
Cu un cutzit dau carnea jos, de pe os ! ;f
Iau femuru-l bag in geanta si ingrop mortul indata !
Merg acasa fericit, am izbandit !
Iau femurul, nu ma satur de privit !
Sunt studentul cel iubit, cel mai bun, cel mai iubit
Cel mai bun, cel mai iubit, :a
Pentru asta am muncit,
Pentru asta am muncit,
Pentru ASTA, am muncit !!
- little_vortex
- Junior Member
- Mesaje: 25
- Membru din: Mar Apr 09, 2002 7:46 am
Initial trimis de DANA
Chiar, nu pune nimeni niste Weird Al?
Parody of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana
What is this song all about?
Can't figure any lyrics out
How do the words to it go?
I wish you'd tell me, I don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no.
Don't know, don't know, don't know.
Now I'm mumblin'
And I'm screamin'
And I don't know
What I'm singin'
Crank the volume
Ears are bleedin'
I still don't know
What I'm singin'
We're so loud and
Incoherent
Boy this oughta
Bug your parents
Yeah <burp> <boing>
It's unintelligible
I just can't get it through my skull
It's hard to Bargle Nawdle Zouss???
With all these marbles in my mouth
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no.
Don't know, don't know, don't know.
Well we don't sound
Like Madonna
Here we are now
We're Nirvana
Sing distinctly?
We don't wanna!
Buy our album
We're Nirvana
A garage band
From Seattle
Well it sure beats
Raising cattle
Yeah <moo> <baah>
<gargle> (kazoo)
And I forgot the next verse
Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse
The lyric sheet's so hard to find
What are the words? Oh, nevermind ...
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no.
Don't know, don't know, don't know.
Well I'm yellin
And we're playin'
But I don't know
What I'm sayin'
What's the message
I'm conveyin'?
Can you tell me
What I'm sayin?
So have you got
Some idea?
Didn't think so -
Well I'll see ya
Sayonara
Sayonara
Ayonawa
Odinawa
Odinaya
Yodinaya
Yaddayadda
Yaaahyaaah
Ayaaaaaah!
Mai vrei, Dana? Mai am!
If there's a war, we'll all fight!
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bhuttu - Mesaje: 2510
- Membru din: Dum Apr 21, 2002 11:00 pm
Weird Al??nu-mi vine in minte decat...
"George,Geroge,George of the jungle
Strong as you can be...
Watch out for that tree!"
"George,Geroge,George of the jungle
Strong as you can be...
Watch out for that tree!"
Pink fluffy dynosaurs
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
Tremendously hardcore...
We are not born with the conviction that Pepsi is better than Coke and that heavy metal liberates the soul (Solomon, 2003). We try it out for ourselves...
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Mirela - Mesaje: 2566
- Membru din: Joi Noi 08, 2001 12:00 am
Re: Ati ascultat...
Initial trimis de bhuttu
Oameni buni, ati ascultat Weird Al Yankovic? Ce ziceti de versurile alea?
Am un videoclip pe hard, o parodie dupa Gangsta's paradise, se numeshte Amish paradise shi este super, itzi plezneshte burta de ras!
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cutuma© - Mesaje: 3047
- Membru din: Vin Mar 01, 2002 12:00 am
Initial trimis de DANA
Chiar, nu pune nimeni niste Weird Al?
will do

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine
Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
I've churned butter once or twice
Living in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Living in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies all I agree I look good in black... fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Caruso
It's as primitave as can be
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice
Living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice
Living in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another
Think you're really rightous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might just have to get medieval on your heinie
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Living in an Amish paradise
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cutuma© - Mesaje: 3047
- Membru din: Vin Mar 01, 2002 12:00 am
tin minte un vers de vara trecuta
N-am invatat cum se fac banii asa ca-i trag la xerox!
Genial!
Genial!
......noapte buna si pofta buna la masa...de Demostene Botez
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Zgubilici - Junior Member
- Mesaje: 1938
- Membru din: Sâm Dec 22, 2001 12:00 am
Re: ceva romanesc
Initial trimis de little_vortex
Sunt student ... la medicina ... A-oau-oau-oau-oau-oa-oa :cry:
Viata mea e foarte plina ... si senina
Cand cadavrele disec ... in formol ... simt ca ma-'nec ! :drool:
Materialele-s putine ... Haah
Fara ele nu-nveti bine ... Haah
Am nevoie de-un femur
Merg in cimitir sa-l ... fur ! :y
Intre cruci e noaptea grea ... Da-da-da
Eu dezgrop pe cineva ... Da-da-da
Mortu' nu-i vechi ingropat si trebuie ... descarnat !
Cu toporu' tai picioru' !
Cu un cutzit dau carnea jos, de pe os ! ;f
Iau femuru-l bag in geanta si ingrop mortul indata !
Merg acasa fericit, am izbandit !
Iau femurul, nu ma satur de privit !
Sunt studentul cel iubit, cel mai bun, cel mai iubit
Cel mai bun, cel mai iubit, :a
Pentru asta am muncit,
Pentru asta am muncit,
Pentru ASTA, am muncit !!
De unde-s astea?
If there's a war, we'll all fight!
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bhuttu - Mesaje: 2510
- Membru din: Dum Apr 21, 2002 11:00 pm
ca tot vorbim de muzica proasta scoasa pe banda rulanta
Music written from devotion not ambithicin, not for fame
Zero people are exploited there are no tricks up or sleeve
Were gonna fight against the mass appeal
Were gonna kill the seven record deal
Make records that have more then one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die and I do believe no one will cry
I’m just fucking glad I’m gonna be there to watch the fall
NOFX - "Dinosaurs will die"
Zero people are exploited there are no tricks up or sleeve
Were gonna fight against the mass appeal
Were gonna kill the seven record deal
Make records that have more then one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die and I do believe no one will cry
I’m just fucking glad I’m gonna be there to watch the fall
NOFX - "Dinosaurs will die"
"Against modern football."
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Aliosha - Mesaje: 5042
- Membru din: Sâm Oct 20, 2001 11:00 pm
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