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Тема Темата...  
Автор vogelfrei (болен)
Публикувано25.12.05 19:15



иде.

Now the clubs don't work
They just make you worse...


Тема Re: Темата...нови [re: vogelfrei]  
Автор Flight of death (missing)
Публикувано18.03.05 22:32



това си го оставям за утре сутрин- искам сериозно да се заема ;)

Show me the road and I will find my own
You build your bridges and i'll burn 'em down...


Тема Re: Темата... [re: Flight of death]  
Автор vogelfrei (болен)
Публикувано18.03.05 23:04



оки, кач ;)

Now the clubs don't work
They just make you worse...


Тема Re: Темата... [re: vogelfrei]  
Автор Flight of death (passive...)
Публикувано21.03.05 18:16



и да съм, с моята памет никога няма да се сетя....

ти с тая песен искаш да ме убиеш така ли? велика.....

да си върна с нещо велико, но на бас че не си го увал....

My mother had a brother
Same desire, different time
Seems the empty spaces tortured him
Until he took his own life

I don't know why I waited so long for love
I just don't know what I was thinking of..
All that wasted time

But mama will you tell him from your boy
The times they changed
I guess the world was getting warmer
While we got stronger
Mother will you tell him about my joy
I live each day with him
Your son came out, yeah,
And I'm still breathing it in

And I swear now that freedom is here
I'm gonna taste it all for you boy
I'm bad to the bone, I'm just a little torn
I'm making so much love

So those of us who have nothing to fear
We've got to make damn sure that it was worth it
I'm bad to the bone, I'm just a little stoned
I'm making so much love


I was a prisoner, but he saved me
Broke into my dreams and said, "Who cares?"
I was a prisoner, so disgrace me
I'm glad to be home
And I don't believe they care.


Wake up and face me, don't play dead
cause maybe someday I'll walk away...


Тема Re: Темата... [re: Flight of death]  
Автор vogelfrei (болен)
Публикувано21.03.05 21:54



маааалко след емптинеса :Р

ееми, да почнем отвисоко ;)

как бе, бил съм до Кипър два пъти ;))

I’m just trying to find a decent melody a song that I can sing in my own company

I never thought you were a fool
But darling look at you
You gotta stand up straight
Carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere baby

You’ve got to get yourself together
You’ve got stuck in a moment
And now you can’t get out of it

Don’t say that later will be better
Now you’re stuck in a moment
And you can’t get out of it


You got to get yourself together
You’ve got stuck in a moment
And you can’t get out of it

Don’t say that later will be better
Now you’re stuck in a moment
And you can’t get out of it


Now the clubs don't work
They just make you worse...


Тема Re: Темата... [re: vogelfrei]  
Автор Flight of death (passive...)
Публикувано21.03.05 22:08



еми тогава прескачаше тъпия плейър и не можах да чуя всички...

толкова високо, че ме бутна от ръба на скала.....

охооо, ама ти продължаваш така ли?!

ето тогава....

And your trapped inside this world you made yourself
but that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me

There is always someone to blame
for the things you do yourself
you think that everything that's going wrong
is because of someone else.....


Wake up and face me, don't play dead
cause maybe someday I'll walk away...


Тема Re: Темата... [re: Flight of death]  
Автор vogelfrei (болен)
Публикувано21.03.05 22:20



вземи си мюзикмеча

иначе няма да усетиш висотата

имам още, спокс ;)

The panorama of the city is wrong
In fact the city seems to be gone!
Burning rubber and smoke in my eyes
There's a flat burning junkheap
For twenty square miles!
They took it into the nuclear mine
Judging by this, they left nothing behind
Down in the bunkers in the crust of the earth
Now crouch the wealthy and the noble of birth

If i could a ride a train around the city
That holds this as our fate
I'd hide from electro-circuit central
To the shock inducer gate
Not forgetting the by-pass
Across the washington hooks
Through the phones and desks and screens
Of the kremlin's crook of crooks

There's some panel in a circuit board
Destination of the override
Scanning the wild wind
Blowing through the berlin corridor
Spotlit in a palace, shielded from dust
Malfunction or not, the failsafe is the crux
So far away from us,
Shaking with the mystery tears
One lonely night in ladbroke grove
Far away in the deserts of omaha!
They got it nailed down-swiss tight!
The bank notes of europe
The emperors and kings
Curl in the autumn as the burning of leaves
And i've cleaned my black guitar...


Now the clubs don't work
They just make you worse...

Редактирано от vogelfrei на 21.03.05 22:21.



Тема Re: Темата... [re: vogelfrei]  
Автор Flight of death (passive...)
Публикувано21.03.05 22:45



killing me softly with these words....

I've been the needle and the thread
Weaving figure eights and circles round your head
I try to laugh but cry instead
Patiently wait to hear the words you've never said

Fumbling through your dresser drawer forgot what I was looking for
Try to guide me in the right direction
Making use of all this time
Keeping everything inside
Close my eyes and listen to you cry

I'm lifting you up
I'm letting you down
I'm dancing til dawn
I'm fooling around
I'm not giving up
I'm making your love
This city's made us crazy and we must get out

This is not goodbye she said
It is just time for me to rest my head
She does not walk she runs instead
Down these jagged streets and into my bed

When I was
Fumbling through your dresser drawer forgot what I was looking for
Try to guide me in the right direction
Making use of all this time
Keeping everything inside
Close my eyes and listen to you cry

There's only so much I can do for you
After all of the things you put me through

I'm not giving up
I'm making your love
This city's made us crazy and we must get out...


Wake up and face me, don't play dead
cause maybe someday I'll walk away...


Тема Re: Темата... [re: Flight of death]  
Автор vogelfrei (болен)
Публикувано22.03.05 00:57



it's my pleasure...

In a neon wilderness
He was restless
Escape loneliness
Find a new address

Stood before I sink
In a neon wilderness
Spill my last drink
Yeah, he was restless
Say good-bye to my new friends
Escape from loneliness
I found a new address
In the last room
I hear a boom
Someone else's distress
In a neon wilderness
Someone else's distress
In a neon wilderness
And I hear a boom

In a neon wilderness
He was restless
Escape loneliness
For a new address

In a neon wilderness
He was restless
Escape loneliness
For a new address


Now the clubs don't work
They just make you worse...

Редактирано от vogelfrei на 22.03.05 00:58.



Тема Re: Темата... [re: vogelfrei]  
Автор Flight of death (passive...)
Публикувано22.03.05 22:08



това тук не заслужава копиране- ето защо, специално ръчно написан :)


You'll remember me
When the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll foget the sun
In his jelaous sky
As we walk in fields of gold.....

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell
As her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me?
Will you be my love?

Among the fileds of barley
We'll forget the sun
In his jelauos sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind moves
Like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise
When you kiss her mouth
Among the fileds of gold....

I never make promisses likely
And there have been some that I've broken
And I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold
We will walk in fields of gold...

Many years have past
Since so summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run
As the sun goes down
Among the fileds of gold

You'll remember me
When the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun
In his jelaous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold......


Wake up and face me, don't play dead
cause maybe someday I'll walk away...



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