To ja może coś inneo, go jak slysze te polish piosenki 40 razy na dobe w rmf, czy innym "czadowym" radiu to się chce [cenzored]

KoRn - Hushabye

This sunny Sunday
Is a good day to go
Guess you want me to stay
Well let me know
And I hate to say
It's been a waste of time
I hate to interrupt the flow

Why, Why, Why
Hushabye
Hushabye, why aren't you ready to go?
Why, Why, Why
Hushabye
Couldn't we fast forward all through this show?

You say you'd love to
But you've lost what's left to do
Almost decided to stay 'cause of you
And I'm here today to exchange your dreams
For one more ticking of your time

Why, Why, Why
Hushabye
Hushabye, why aren't you ready to go?
Why, Why, Why
Hushabye

Couldn't we fast forward all through this show?

Why, why
What you hanging up for?
What you doing that for?
What you breakin' up for?
Why, hushabye

I hate to interrupt the flow
For one more ticking of your time

Soothing Sunday is a good day to go!

Why, Why, Why
Hushabye
Hushabye, why aren't you ready to go?
Why, Why, Why
Hushabye
Couldn't we fast forward all through this show?

Hushabye
Why, why, why I
What you breaking up for?
Why, why
Hushabye

Znowu ja. Bardzo lubię tą piosenkę. Pasuje do obecnych czasów. Tyle w niej prawdy...

Guns N' Roses: Civil War

"What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men."

Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before

Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land

And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more

My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars

"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT
OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER"

I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war

I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

Piosenka znajdująca się w Soundtracku do Transformers the Movie (2007). Jedna z moich ulubionych z tego krążka:

Armor for Sleep - End of the World

Tidal waves are gonna swallow your town alive,
Terrorists are gonna poison all our skies.
Bodies are gonna wash up on the beach,
Hell is gonna bring your parents to their knees.

You escape, I'll stay,
I'm so tired of running away.

I wanna stay at home for the end of the world,
Falling asleep when they're dropping the bomb.
This is all a dream,
Thats what I'll be singing.

I wanna stay at home for the end of the world,
Falling asleep when they're dropping the bomb.
This is all a dream,
Thats what I'll be singing.

Pack all your bags and lock all your doors behind,
Clear out the cities and pray for your little lives.
You've all escaped, I've stayed.
I'm so tired of running away.

I wanna stay at home for the end of the world,
Falling asleep when they're dropping the bomb.
This is all a dream,
Thats what I'll be singing.

I wanna stay at home for the end of the world,
Falling asleep when they're dropping the bomb.
This is all a dream,
Thats what I'll be singing.

Everything around you, is gonna turn into,
The biggest pile of ashes,
That you could ever imagine.

Everything around you is gonna turn into,
The biggest pile of nothingness.
So keep on running, keep on running.

I wanna stay at home for the end of the world,
Falling asleep when they're dropping the bomb
This is all a dream,
Thats what I'll be singing.

I wanna stay at home,
I wanna stay at home,
I wanna stay at home,
I wanna stay at home.

This is all a dream,
That's what 'll be singing.
This is all a dream,
That's what 'll be singing.

Kocham ten tekst:

Alabama song - The Doors

Well
Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh
Don't ask why
Oh
Don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh
Don't ask why
Oh
Don't ask why

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
Moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey
Oh
You now why

Oh
Moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey
Oh
You now why

Well
Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh
Don’t ask why
O h
Don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh
Don't ask why
Oh
Don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
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 good old mama
And must have whiskey
Oh
You now why

Bardzo klimatyczny utwór, polecam.

Iced Earth - "Blessed Are You"

Pure ambition burns in me
It's a beast, never to be tarned
And the only peace I can find
Is when I'm here with you
You are the ones that keep me high
You are the ones for which I'll die
Forever we will be
Standing tall, side by side
We're children of the night

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

So this song is for all of you
By my side, through and through
We'll roam the world true and free
Feeding you the inner beast
You are the ones that keep me high
You are the ones for which I'll die
Forever we will be
Standing tall, side by side
We're children of the night

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

[solówa ]

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

Blessed are you
Blessed am I
Children of the night
Children of the night

[w tle:]
The storm we ride
Side by side
You keep me high
For you I'll die
Through the storm we ride

Trochę mi to zajęło, ale nareszcie w pierwszym poście znalazły się wszystkie piosenki, jakie zostały zamieszczone w tym temacie Pod kreską znalazły się teksty bez autora, bez tytułu lub bez obu...

Wczoraj miałem taki melancholijny nastrój, więc kilka spokojnych piosenek.

Boxcar Racer - There Is

This vacation's useless
These white pills aren't kind

I've given a lot of thought
on this 13 hour drive
I miss the grinded concrete
where we sat past 8 or 9
And slowly finished laughing
In the glow of our headlights.

I've given a lot of thought
to the nights we used to have
The days have come and gone
Our lives went by so fast

I faintly remember breathing
on your bedroom floor
Where I laid and told you,
but you swear you loved me more

Do you care if I
don't know what to say
Will you sleep tonight
or will you think of me
Will I shake this off
pretend its all okay
That there someone out there
who feels just like me
There is

Those notes you wrote me
I've kept them all
I've given a lot of thought
of how to write you back this fall
With every single letter
in every single word
There will be a hidden message
about a boy that loves a girl

Do you care if I
Don't know what to say
Will you sleep tonight
Or will you think of me
Will I shake this off
Pretend its all okay
That there's someone out there
Who feels just like me
There is

Do you care if I
Don't know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight
Or will you think of me?
Will I shake this off?
Pretend its all okay
That there's someone out there
Who feels just like me

Do you care if I
Don't know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight
Or will you think of me
Will I shake this off
Pretend its all okay
That there's someone out there
Who feels just like me
There is


Foo Fighters - Everlong

Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong

Tonight
I throw myself into
And out of the red out of her head she sang

Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow how you wanted it to be
I'm over my head, out of her head she sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in

And now
I know you've always been
Out of your head, out of my head I sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when


Boxcar Racer - Letters to God

caught off guard
all worked up
the air is as dark and cold as night
let me go
i'm not done
I swear i'll take just one life time

And I, I won't lie
I won't sin
maybe I don't wanna go
can't you wait?
maybe I don't wanna go

I should've asked*
I could've helped*
at least a fucking 1,000 times before
will this offer get me in
or does this prove that they gave more

And I, I won't lie
I won't sin
maybe I don't wanna go
can't you wait?
maybe I don't wanna go

(Bridge)

And I, I won't lie
I won't sin
maybe I don't wanna go
can't you wait?
maybe I don't wanna go

And I, I won't lie
I won't sin
maybe I don't wanna go
can't you wait?
maybe I don't wanna go

A ja dziś małą retrospekcję proponuję. Jedna z najpiękniejszych pieśni miłosnych wszech czasów. Autor: Walther von der Vogelveide, czas: XII/XIII w. , tytuł: Unter der Linden/Unter den Linden/Pod Lipą. Jeśli chodzi o wykonawcę, to polecam niemiecki zespół Adaro. I niech mi ktoś powie, że średniowiecze to epoka pozbawiona zmysłowości...

wersja oryginalna:

Under der linden an der heide,
dâ unser zweier bette was,
Dâ mugt ir vinden schône beide
gebrochen bluomen unde gras
Vor dem walde in einem tal,
tandaradei,
schône sanc die nahtegal.

Ich kam gegangen zuo der ouwe,
dô was mîn friedel komen ê.
Dâ wart ich enpfangen, hêre frouwe!
daz ich bin sælic iemer mê.
Kust er mich? wol tûsentstunt,
tandaradei,
seht wie rôt mir ist der munt!

Dô het er gemachet
alsô rîche
von bluomen eine bettestat.
Des wirt noch gelachet
inneclîche,
kumt iemen an daz selbe pfat.
Bî den rôsen er wol mac,
tandaradei,
merken wâ mir'z houbet lac.

Daz er bî mir læge,
wesse'z iemen
- nun welle Got! -, sô schamt ich mich.
Wes er mit mir pflæge,
niemer niemen
bevinde daz, wan er unt ich,
und ein kleinez vogellîn:
tandaradei,
daz mac wol getriuwe sîn.

współczesny niemiecki:

Unter den Linden
Bei der Heide,
Wo unser beider Bette gemacht,
Da mögt ihr finden
Wie wir beide
Pflückten im Grase der Blumen Pracht
Vor dem Wald im tiefen Tal.
Tandaradei!
Lieblich sang die Nachtigall.

Ich kam gegangen
Hin zur Aue,
Mein Trauter harrte schon am Ort,
Wie ward ich empfangen,
O Himmelsfraue!
Dass ich bin selig immerfort,
Ob. Er mich küsste? Wohl Manche Stund.
Tandaradei!
Seht, wie ist so rot mein Mund.

Da tät er machen
Uns ein Bette
Aus Blumen mannigfald und bunt,
Darob wird lachen
Wer an der Stätte
Vorüberkommt, aus Herzensgrund.
An den Rosen er wohl mag
Tandaradei!
Sehen, wo das Haupt mir lag...

Wie ich bei ihm ruhte
Wenn jemand es wüsste
Du lieber Gott - ich schämte mich.
Wie mich der Gute
Hertze und küsste
Es als er und ich
Und ein kleines Vögelein
Tandaradei!
Das wird wohl verschweigen sein!

i tłumaczenie by Leopold Staff:

Kędy szeleszcze
Lipa w kwiecie,
Gdzie z miłym swym siedziałam wraz,
Miejsce to jeszcze odnajdziecie,
Bo zmięte kwiaty pomną nas.
Z lasku płynął słodki śpiew
Tandaradei!
Gdym porą nocną

W to ustronie
Przyszła, mój miły już tam był.
Tulił mnie mocno
Na swym łonie
Dotąd mam słodycz w głębi żył
Czy całował? Rozdział z chust?
Tandaradei!
Patrz na czerwień moich ust!

I poszedł łoże
Popod lasem
Z przeróżnych kwiatów usłać nam
Śmiałby się może
Ktoby czasem
Przechodził i przystanął tam
Zaraz by po różach zgadł
Tandaradei!
Mej leżącej głowy ślad.

Dyby obwieścił
Kto te śluby,
Broń Boże, gdzież przed wstydem schron?
Lecz jak mnie pieścił
Miły, luby
Wiem jedynie ja i on.
A słowiczek pośród róż
Tandaradei!
Pewnie milczeć będzie już.

Ciekawa piosenka znanego polskiego zespołu

Pidżama Porno - Twoja Generacja

Jak ja nienawidzę Twojej generacji
Twoja generacja chora od przemocy
Twoja generacja przekleństwo fryzjerów
Speedy i tłuste oczy

Jak ja nienawidzę Twojej generacji
Zwykła nienawiść dymi wam z dyni
Młodzi policjanci, młodzi kibice
Kretyni kontra kretyni

Rock'n'Roll umarł
Rock jest martwy stary
Po co kończysz to piwo
Masz karabin zamiast gitary
A ja kieszenie pełne czereśni

Hej hej jak nazywa się Twój Bóg
Na imię ma zgiełk
Przypadek czy przepaść
Hej Twój Bóg
Dziwny twór o twarzach
Stwór monstrum
Z cybernetycznego nieba

Jest takie miejsce na każdej mapie
Nie znajdę tu szczęścia nie szukam zwady
Chłopaki stąd zwykle idą do pierdla
Dziewczyny na autostrady

Za dużo się modlisz, dużo czytasz wierszy
Na środku drogi i nie na szczycie
Nigdy ostatni nigdy pierwszy
Hej to chyba śni ci się życie

Rock'n'Roll umarł
Rock jest martwy stary
Po co kończysz to piwo
Masz karabin zamiast gitary
A ja kieszenie pełne czereśni

Hej hej jak nazywa się Twój Bóg
Na imię ma zgiełk
Przypadek czy przepaść
Hej Twój Bóg
Dziwny twór o twarzach
Stwór monstrum
Z cybernetycznego nieba

Nie wyjdę dziś z tobą baby na techno
Nie pójdę z tobą pod rękę po molo
Nigdy w życiu nie pokocham dziewczyny,
Która słucha disco polo

Twoja ignorancja czy moja pycha
Sam już tego dobrze nie wiem
W nazwisku niesympatyczna ryba
Prześladuje mnie z bladym drzewem

Rock'n'Roll umarł
Rock jest martwy stary
Po co kończysz to piwo
Masz karabin zamiast gitary
A ja kieszenie pełne czereśni

Hej hej jak nazywa się Twój Bóg
Na imię ma zgiełk
Przypadek czy przepaść
Hej Twój Bóg
Dziwny twór o twarzach
Stwór monstrum
Z cybernetycznego nieba

Alice in Chains - "Nutshell"

We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home

Oooh...Oooh...
Oooh...Oooh...

My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead

Oooh...Oooh...
Oooh...Oooh...

Jak wszyscy wiedzą System of a Down chwilowo zawiesił swoją działalność. Mam ogromną nadzieję, że szybciutko wrócą do siebie i zaczną znowu nagrywać. Jednakże 23 października wyjdzie nowa płyta Serja. Jak dla mnie ten pan jest genialny i dlatego wrzucam tutaj jeden kawałek z tej właśnie płytki. Gdybym nie wiedział o przerwie SOAD'u, to bym powiedział, że to właśnie oni grają Boskie.

Serj Tankian - Empty Walls

Your empty walls...
Your empty walls...
Pretentious attention
Dismissive aprehension
Don't waste your time, on coffins today
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls

Those empty walls
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls
Want you to be
Left behind those empty walls
I told you
To see
From behind those empty walls

From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
The walls
From behind those empty walls

I loved you, yes
Though they be
For you killed my family

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls
Want you to be, left behind those empty walls
Told you
To see
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
Those walls...
Those walls...

Med, słyszałam niedawno tę piosenkę. Jest genialna. I też, nieznając wykonawcy, od razu rzuciłam "SOAD na bank". A tu zonk.

A teraz piosenka jednego z moich ulubionych zespołów:

Billy Talent - Red Flag

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
the kids of tomorrow don't need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday. (2x)

Well I've never seen us act like this,
our only hope is the minds of kids,
and they'll show us a thing or two.

Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It's only time before they tighten the noose,
and then the hunt will be on for you.

the red flag wavin never ment the same
no the red flag wavin never ment the same


Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
the red flag wavin' never meant the same,
the kids of tomorrow don't need today,
when they live in the sins of yesterday. (2x)

Like a smallest bee packs a sting,
like a pawn checkmates a king,
we'll attack at the crack of dawn.

Build a ladder if there's a wall,
don't be afraid to slip and fall,
speak for yourself or they'll speak for you.

the red flag wavin never ment the same
no the red flag wavin never ment the same

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
the red flag wavin never meant the same,
the kids of tomorrow don't need today,
when they live in the sins of yesterday. (2x)


Like a fire,
don't need water,
like a jury,
needs a liar,
like a riot,
don't need order,
like a madman,
needs a martyr.

We don't need them.(x8)


Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
the red flag wavin' never meant the same,
the kids of tomorrow don't need today,
when they live in the sins of yesterday. (2x)

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
the red flag waving never meant the same
the kids of tomorrow don't need today
when they live in the sins of yesterday (2x with We don't need them)

We don't need them

Dwa teksty... pierwszy o tzw. "sprzedawaniu się" i komercji, drugi o cenzurze.

Tool
Hooker With a Penis

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s
And a dope Beastie t, nipple rings
And new tattoos that claimed that
He was OGT
Back in '92
From the first EP

And in between sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought we were sellin' out
Layin' down
Suckin' up
To the man

Well now I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man
And if I'm the man
Then you're the man
and He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass

All you know about me is what I've sold you
Dumb fuck
I sold out long before you ever heard my name
I sold my soul to make a record
Dip shit
And you bought one

So I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man
If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass

All you know about me is what I've sold you
Dumb fuck
I sold out long before you ever heard my name
I sold my soul to make a record
Dip shit
And you bought one

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty dollar

So... shut up and

Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy


Tool
Hush

I can't say what I want to
Even if I'm not serious

Things like...
"Fuck yourself
You piece of shit why don't you just go kill yourself?!"

I can't say what I want to
Even if I'm not serious
I can't say what I want to
Even if I'm just kidding

People tell me what to say
What to think, and what to play

I say...
"Fuck yourself
You piece of shit why don't you go kill yourself?"

I can't say what I want t
Even if I'm not serious
I can't say what I want to
Even if I'm just kidding

"Fuck yourself,
You piece of shit, why don't you go fuck yourself?"

People tell me what to say
What to think and what to play

Just kidding

A ja taki drobiażdżek. Dobra piosenka.

Lady Punk
"Na co komu dziś"

Stała pod ścianą sącząc kakao
Kapela cięła walca na sześć
Spytałem skromnie: "czy pójdziesz do mnie ?"
Kiwnęła głową zgadzając się:

Trzeba zawsze żyć biegnącą chwilą
Na co komu dziś wczorajszy dzień

Topiłem smutki w butelce wódki
Obok Japończyk do lustra pił
Pytam żółtego: "powiedz dlaczego
też jesteś smutny ?" On na to mi:

Na co komu dziś wczorajsza miłość
Na co komu dziś wczorajszy sen
Po co dalej pić to samo piwo
Kiedy czujesz, że uleciał gaz

Chciałem być sobą za wielką wodą
Na czekoladę poczułem chęć
Była namiętna, bardzo nieletnia
I dobrze znała refrenu sens

Na co komu dziś...

Spotkałem narzeczoną
Taką ze szkolnych lat
Próbowaliśmy mocno
by taniec naszych ciał
rozgrzała jakaś iskra

Na co komu dziś...

Jedna z moich ulubionych piosenek Mike'a
Mike Oldfield
"Poison Arrows":


Silence in the air
Is anybody there
Searching every sound
Walking on quiet ground

Somebody's out to get you
Hiding in shadows - Poison Arrows
Somebody's out to break you
Hiding in narrows - Poison arrows

When you gonna break
Watching every move you make
And everything you do
Evil eyes'll be on you


Don't give in, don't come any closer, no sir
Keep running, coming in closer, closer
Don't give in, don't come any closer, no sir
Keep running, coming in closer, closer

What you gonna do
Time is running out on you
Anywhere you choose
Anyway you're gonna lose

Z Mike'a to uwielbiam To France Po prostu boska piosenka.

Mike Oldfield - To France

Taking on water,
Sailing a restless sea
From a memory,
A fantasy.
The wind carries
Into white water,
Far from the islands.
Don't you know you're

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?

Walking on foreign ground,
Like a shadow,
Roaming in far off
Territory.
Over your shoulder,
Stories unfold, you're
Searching for sanctuary.
You know you're

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?

Never going to get to France.
Never going to....

Never going to get to France.
Never going to....

Never going to get to France.
Never going to....

Discovery i Tricks of the Light czy Forreign Affair też niczego sobie. Albo ostatnia jego płyta Night & Shade .

A mój ulubiony utwór z tej płyty - "Surfing"

Polecam album Epicon zespołu Globus. Muzyka z tego krążka jest po prostu... jest czymś cudownym. A oto tekst jednej z piosenek, która zasługuje na medal:

Globus – Europa

From Agincourt to Waterloo
Politiers and the Anjou
The Roses War, the Hundred Years
Through battlefields of blood and tears
From Bosworth Field to Pointe Du Hoc
Stalingrad and the siege of York
The bloody turf of of Gallipoli
Had no effect on the killing spree
Bannockburn to Austerlitz
The fall of France and the German Blitz
The cruelest of atrocities
Europa’s blood is borne of these

Heaven help in all our battles
Heaven see love, heaven help us

Bolsheviks and feudal lords
Chivalry to civil wars
Fascist rule and genocide
Now we face the rising tide
Of new crusades, religious wars
Insurgents imported to our shores
The western world, gripped in fear
The mother of all battles here

Heaven help in all our battles
Heaven see love, heaven help us
Avant hier, avons étre
Déjá demain, (nous) sommes éclairée
All glory, all honor
Victory is upon us
Our savior, fight evil
Send armies to defend us

Empires built and nations burned
Mass graves remain unturned
Descendants of the dispossessed
Return with bombs strapped to their chests
There’s hate for life and death in hate
Emerging from a new caliphate
The victors of this war on fear
Will rule for the next thousand years

All glory, all honor
Victory is upon us
Our savior, fight evil
Send armies to defend us
Europa, Europa
Find better days before us
In kindness, in spirit
Lead us to a greater calling

Leningrad, Berlin Wall
March on Rome, Byzantium’s Fall
Lighting War, Dresden Night
Drop a bomb, end this fight
Never again!

Cudna piosenka.

Coldplay - Fix You

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse?

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worst?

Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones,
And I will try to fix you,

High up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Immortal Technique - Dance With The Devil



[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep]
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back

[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever

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