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vogelfrei (болен) |  
| Публикувано | 25.12.05 19:15 |  
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  иде.  
  Now the clubs don't work
 They just make you worse...
           
  
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  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... 
           
  
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  оки, кач ;)
  Now the clubs don't work
 They just make you worse...
           
  
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  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...
           
  
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  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...
           
  
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  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...
           
  
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  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. 
           
  
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  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...
           
  
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  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. 
           
  
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  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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