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Коя е песента (може и няколко да са), която свързвате с някой много приятен спомен
Във връзка с отиващия си ден, за мен много приятни спомени ми навежда:

Dream On - Aerosmith


Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay

I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life's in books' written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

Sing with me sing for my year
Sing for my laughter and sing for my tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

Dream on dream on dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on dream on dream on
Dream until your dream comes true
Dream on dream on dream on dream on
Dream on dream on dream on yeah

Sing with me sing for my year
Sing for my laughter and sing for my tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

Sing with me sing for my year
Sing for my laughter and sing for my tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

No meditation is possible before you go to the toilet

Примерно този - първата ми ученическа любов

Мама анархия
Солдат шел по улице домой
И увидел этих ребят.
Кто ваша мама, ребята? -
Спросил у ребят солдат.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.

Все они в кожаных куртках,
Все небольшого роста,
Хотел солдат пройти мимо,
Но это было не просто.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.

Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.

Довольно веселую шутку
Сыграли с солдатом ребята:
Раскрасили красным и синим,
Заставляли ругаться матом.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.

Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.

Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.
Мама - Анархия,
Папа - стакан портвейна.

Как я слушахме с опулени очи!

Да догоним Америка на съветска скорост!

Абе... и аз си имам някой и друг спомен:

Hell is Living Without You

I can’t find your face in a
Thousand masquerades
You’re hidden in the colors of a
Million other lost charades
In life’s big parade
I’m the lonliest spectator
Cuz you’re gone without a trace in
A sea of faceless imitators
I can’t take another night
Burning inside this
Hell is living without your love
Ain’t nothin’ without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you
Try to walk away
When I see the time I’ve wasted
Starving at a feast
And all this wine I’ve never tasted
On my lips your memory has been
Stained
Is it all in vain
Tell me who’s to blame
I can’t take another night
Burning inside this
Hell is living without your love
Ain’t nothin’ without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you
Nights get longer and colder
I’m down and begging to hold ya
On my own and I feel like hell
Is living without you
Hell is living without your love
Ain’t nothin’ without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you
Nights get longer and colder
I’m down and begging to hold ya
On my own and I feel like hell
Is living without you


- Меллер, выскажись, и я тебя опровергну...

Едно безкрайно романтично парче, натоварено със скъпи спомени :


NIGHT PROWLER

Somewhere a clock strikes midnight
And there's a full moon in the sky
You hear a dog bark in the distance
You hear someone's baby cry

A rat runs down the alley
And a chill runs down your spine
Someone walks across your grave
And you wish the sun would shine
No one's gonna warn you
And no one's gonna yell 'Attack'
And you don't feel the steel
Till it's hanging out your back

I'm your Night Prowler, asleep in the day
I'm your Night Prowler, get out of my way
Look out for the Night Prowler, watch you tonight
I'm the Night Prowler, when you turn out the light ...

Too scared to turn your light out
'Cos there's something on your mind
Was that a noise outside your window?
What's that shadow on the blind?
As you lie there naked
Like a body in a tomb
Suspended animation
As I slip into your room

I'm your Night Prowler, break down your door
I'm your Night Prowler, crawling 'cross your floor
I'm your Night Prowler, make a mess of you, yes I will
Night Prowler, and I am telling this to you
There ain't nothing you can do
(Shazbot Nanu Nanu)

Така е то.

Interesen fenomen nabljudavam pri men.
S metal-a obiknoveno sa mi zape4atani niakakvi mnogo vduhnoviavashti momenti, a s rock-a obratnoto - po4ti vse bolezneni spomeni.
S edna taifica, naprimer, na edna Nova Gogina se biahme razpasali do stepen na pulen stupor - minaha durvenite privetstvia v 23.50, doide red na curkvata "Aleksandur Nevski" i aha-aha ot okolnite blokove se biaha pritail, za da grumnat horata i shampanskoto i grumna s pulna sila ... "Hit The Light". Ama naistina na max. Orgazum

'Wanted dead or alive" mi e nai presnia krasiv spomen ot subota v klub " maskata"
kudeto BTR ia izpiaha neveroiatno

Сега това ми хрумна свързвам го с един много як купон преди кой знае колко време ... и тва парче се пускаше едва ли не нон стоп, преброих до 16 или 17 пъти и загубих бройката, голяма истерия беше!

POISON

Your cruel deep eyes
Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill

I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison

One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison

I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin' deep inside my veins,
Burnin' deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't wanna break these chains
Poison

The Burning Red

I see the sun begin to rise
And I'm wounded I've seen the world from painted eyes
That I'm crying through I watch the darkness hit the tides
And confide in... Hold On

I'm falling
Can't breathe anymore
The ocean has opened
These scars need to heal
Caress the needle prick in my eye
The tears fell like rain
I've rode the phoenix as she glides
And I've gone insane I've seen the light of suicide
And I'm dying Hold on,

I'm falling
Can't breathe anymore
And the Ocean has opened
These Scars need to heal
Hold on I'm falling, can't reach... reach...
Colder and colder Just hold onto me

Trqbva da se chue,za da se razbere za kakvo stava vypros...mnogo e qka i super sduhvashta...ne tolkova priqtni spomeni ...no opredeleno poluchih Dusheven Orgazym na neq...whateva..

absolutno parche edno ot lubimite i na men i s radost si go pripomniam

Vsichki muje sa geroi samo v mechtite si

Един купон в дълбоката провинция. Тъкмо беше излязъл този албум и аз много му се радвах. Почти само него носех на купона, защото домакинът имаше най-впечатляващата колекция от метъл, която бях виждала дотогава. Е, след кратък поглед върху колекцията на о2 (няколко години по-късно) вече нищо не може да ме впечатли.
И така, онзи купон преди ... доста години... Ех, сбъднати мечти!!!

Mystery Bay

When the cradle of gold
like the story's been told
shows the blind man the way
to mystery bay
then a dream will come true
for the sad and the blue
so recall - come what may -
the lonely road to mystery bay

Recall

(...the lonely road to mystery bay)

Well, the night was dark and the moon was pale
the saints were searching for the holy grail
i drove real slow in the ultrafast way
on the lonely road to mystery bay

well, it's the goddamned truth - no, it ain't no tale
when the bad stay hungry - then the good ones fail
i've seen too much - that's the price you pay
on the lonely road to mystery bay

suddenly the radio screamed
it was still switched off but, man, it seemed
like a kiss of yesterday
on the lonely road to mystery bay
and when the night is over
and they've swallowed your pride
and there ain't no place to hide:
recall - recall - recall - recall

...on the lonely road to mystery bay
...on the lonely road to mystery bay

recall - recall - recall - the fall - recall the fall

well, the radio ghost said: "it's time to go
to the reasons why and the grace below
it's not the aim - it's just the way
on the lonely road to mystery bay

well, what could i say - what could i do?
lightning flashed and so did you
as i woke up and the light of day
told me "welcome to mystery bay"

and when the night is over...

No meditation is possible before you go to the toilet

Сякаш няма лошо, нали?

Да догоним Америка на съветска скорост!

The best is the dreaming with money.

Depeshe Mode, Songs of Faith and Devotion - целия албум.
Много красиви спомени. Дъждовни

Shine On

Хубавата музика я свързвам както с добри, така и с лоши спомени. Май най-вече лоши... сигурно защото имам най-голяма нужда от хубава музика именно в кофти моменти. Btw, Dream On направо ме скапва... велико е!

Мога да посоча много парчета, но сега... ето нещо класическо...

Точно сега ми е точно до това:


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Comfortably Numb
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Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?


there is no pain, you are receding.
a distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
you are only coming through in waves.
your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
when I was a child I had a fever.
my hands felt just like two balloons.
now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
this is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.


Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
There’ll be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working. good.
That’ll keep you going for the show.
Come on it’s time to go.


there is no pain, you are receding.
a distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
you are only coming through in waves.
your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
when I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
the child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.



...от селото до Мадрид
ще го ритам - да сме квит...

Благодаря ти.. Невероятна е ... Точно сега и на мен ми е до това....

Keep walking and smiling

Ха давидим дали ще се изненадате (особено май френд Виолетор )

целия албум на Roger Waters - Amused To Death, свързан с много хъм... да кажем романтичен спомен

А тексове няма да слагам, че нещо последно време имам чувството че се намирам в клуб поезия или подобно


Усмихни се - утре ще е по-зле!!!

Мисля, всеки ще се съгласи, че е удобно да се прилагат текстове...

Пък и според мен няма особена прилика с Клуб Поезия...



...от селото до Мадрид
ще го ритам - да сме квит...

Сори но тоя път не съм съгласен с теб. Понякога е добре да цитираш текст ама тук има вече 10-ина теми пълни само с текстове и то се повтарят, пък иповечето са всеизвестни и т.н. ....
Но това е САМО МОЕ мнение разбира се - просто вече не ги и отварям тия теми (дори ако може да слагате в заглавието че е за лирики та да знам )

Усмихни се - утре ще е по-зле!!!

И аз не съм съгласен с теб!

.... и това е добре, не мислиш ли? Ами ако всички бяхме на едно мнение? Ужас! Пълно единодушие - бррр... Това на какво ти прилича, ммм?

Тц... не се получава обаче. Трябва да призная, че и ти си прав. Донякъде. Вярно, че се повтарят много от парчетата, ама мое ли да се ровим в тема от рода на Music Box и да проверяваме дали еди кой си текст вече е постнат или не? Бахти чанча!...

...от селото до Мадрид
ще го ритам - да сме квит...