Если полночь приходит, а ты все без сна Cон уже не придет, как его не мани. Колыбельная песенка обречена В эту ночь говорить о любви.
Колыбельные песенки тише других И для них не пристали большие слова. Но когда мягкий голос касается их Приникают они, как под ветром трава.
Встали синие клены в дубовом лесу Заплескали по ветру прозрачной листвой. Осень пряные пряди неся на весу Шелестит неувядшей травой.
Над травою высокое небо во мгле И ни звезд, ни луны, чтобы тьму разогнать. На земле он родился, и рос на земле, На земле он учился летать.
Колыбельные песни для сна и не сна, Колыбельные песни для тех, кто в пути. На огромной земле ты осталась одна, И другие к тебе не посмеют войти.
Ты поймешь ее сразу, чердак и подвал Сохранят для тебя, сберегут меж камней. Ты же тоже во сне от земли улетал Чтоб проснувшись, по ней стосковаться сильней.
Этой ночью останется плеск тополей Да печальная осень в дубовом венке. Колыбельная песня плывет по земле Как волна по хрустальной реке.
Впрочем лучше смеяться, дружок Сганарель Сменим тему, но тему уже не сменить. Из окна наплывает волной колыбельная Тем, чья дорога любить. (Башня Rowan)
...Романтик в душе... Just my job... no personal [В клубе психов. Статус - романтичный псих]
Distort your mind, corrupt children of all kinds Your intellect I deform and warp, in my storm is where you're caught Reinstate your faith, your only faith is me they love to hate I'm the true dealer, with me they're familiar
Caught up in my web, you got me caught up in your head I'm the shadow dark, that hides behind your heart Dr Jekyll inside, if you'll be Mr Hyde Try to control me, try to control me
Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head
Systems I pollute, come bite my forbidden fruit Stain your environment, chalk up my bad influence Saturate reality, go to battle with your sanity The human race I exploit, and I leave you no choice
Flood and overflow your cranium, what's the millennium? Personality not present, overturn your only innocence Suffocate your desire, set your vivid force on fire Into my world which you brought, prepare for second onslaught
Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head
I'll stunt your growth, degrade your self-esteem, leave you no hope Bleach your eyes with turpentine, tamper with the cord in the spine Subside your love-life, separate the yolk from the white I'm the true creator, mind decapitator
I'm the evil that lurks, the pain inside that hurts Spike your dreams, plant my thoughts obscene, unclean Impregnate your ears, when you hear me, it's me you fear Me they hate the most, oh fuck, here comes the third dose
Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head
With me they're familiar
Dissect you, detect my style like Ceaucescu Sell your soul, libido, jeopardize, pulverise your ego Dice and slice your skills, your pride inside I kill Show no remorse, you shouldn't play with the true force
Terminate and scandalise, damage, expose, rectify You best fake your death, after me there'll be nothing left Abuse and torture, lyrically bring the lamb to the slaughter Increase my pace, style four direct in your face
Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head Caught up in my web You got me caught up in your head
I can hear my heart breaking As I open the door I can feel the tears on my face Burn like a fire As I look in your eyes And I know, I’m still in love
Chorus: With everything I hate, Everything you do, Everything I fear, Everything on you, Baby, baby, I’m still in love…
With everything I hate, Everything you do, Everything I fear, Everything on you
Everything I hate, Everything you do, Everything I fear, Everything on you…
I can feel my life ending, As I whisper goodbye And I know, I’m still in love.
Chorus
I can’t believe, I still need you I can’t believe, I still want you, Can’t believe, life means nothing without you, Baby, I’m still in love, still in love, still in love.
Chorus
I’m in love… with everything you are.
давно в голове эта песня играет с мая ещё)
~Любовь - это то, что придумаешь ты...~ [В клубе психов. Статус - псих милашка]
Post edited by Selena - Пятница, 2006-11-10, 10:46 PM
А мог бы … Окном железным, взглядом пустым — жить по уму Скаля зубы в жестяной рукомойник — себе одному В отражение пыльное лбом улыбнуться, пересилив страх Рукой по щетине провести, вспоминая о других прекрасных местах Задать один главный вопрос отражению и стать им Бритвой ржавой по руке резануть, оставив тюрьму другим .
А мог бы … Сквозь рога на роговице и брови сомнений время смешать в зрачках. И ползать у черных дыр во Вселенной, где вся жизнь побег Идти к эстетическому совершенству только в черных очках, Наблюдая ногу на ногу и пошлость над ними весь свой худой век И прижаться к темной материи с каплями дождя на лице, Стекая по зеркальным бронированным стеклам, в терновом венце
А мог бы … Лететь над окрашенными заходящим солнцем облаками холстов, Отмахиваясь от всех притяжений и флагов руками крестов Бродить по дрожащей от нежности коже счастливой борьбой Стать каждой травинкой, тварью, рожей, и они станут тобой
The Funeral Of Hearts Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you
She was the sun Shining upon The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail He was the moon Painting you With its glow so vulnerable and pale
Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you
She was the wind, carrying in All the troubles and fears here for years tried to forget He was the fire, restless and wild And you were like a moth to that flame
The heretic seal beyond divine Pray to god who's deaf and blind The last night's the soul's on fire Three little words and a question why
Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you
Wicked game
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you. I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart) I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you. What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way. What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,
I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart) I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you.
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you. I never dreamed that I'd loose somebody like you no,
I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart) I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart) Nobody loves no one.
Sacrament
I hear you breathe so far from me I feel your touch so close and real And I know My church is not of silver and gold, It's glory lies beyond judgement of souls The commandments are of consolation and warmth
You know our sacred dream won't fail The sanctury tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you
I hear you weep so far from me I taste your tears like you're next to me And I know That my weak prayers are not enough to heal All the ancient wounds so deep and so dear The revelation is of hatred and fear
You know our sacred dream won't fail The sanctury tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you The sacrament is you The sacrament is you The sacrament is you
You know our sacred dream won't fail The sanctury tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you
You know our sacred dream won't fail The sanctury tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you
Этот мир, хоть и создан для любви, к любви совершенно не приспособлен... Разножопица вышла между проектом и реализацией.... (с) "Граффити"
Джорем, ДДТ супер я тоже люблю слушать!!!!! особенно эти строки Бродить по дрожащей от нежности коже счастливой борьбой Стать каждой травинкой, тварью, рожей, и они станут тобой
Обожаю музыкальные фильмы особенно Бриолин 2 нравится) Мишель Пфайфер - Cool Rider
If you really want to know what I want in a guy Well, I'm looking for a dream on a mean machine with hell in his eyes I want a devil in skin tight leather, he's gonna be wild as the wind And one fine night, I'll be holding on tight to a Cool rider, a cool rider
If he's cool enough, he can burn me through and through If it takes forever, then away forever No ordinary boy, no ordinary boy is gonna do I want a rider that's cool
That's the way it's gonna be, that's the way I feel I want a lot more than the boy next door, I want hell on wheels Just give a black motorcycle with a man growing out of the seat And move aside 'cause I'm gonna ride with a
Chorus
I don't want no ordinary guys comin' strong with me They don't know what I'm looking for, they don't know what I need They're gonna know it when he gets here, 'cause they'll cry, they'll be shakin' I'll do anything to let him know that I'm his, his for the taking
I want a cool rider, a cool rider I want a cool rider, a cool rider I want a C-O-O-L R-I-D-E-R I need a C-O-O-L R-I-D-E-R I want a cool rider, a cool rider I want a cool rider, a cool rider I want a C-O-O-L R-I-D-E-R
~Любовь - это то, что придумаешь ты...~ [В клубе психов. Статус - псих милашка]
Post edited by Selena - Среда, 2006-11-15, 10:21 PM
Kylie Minogue and Nick Cave - Where The Wild Roses Grow
They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one As she stared in my eyes and smiled For her lips were the colour of the roses That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room My trembling subsided in his sure embrace He would be my first man, and with a careful hand He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?" I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed He said, "if I show you the roses will you follow?"
They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river He showed me the roses and we kissed And the last thing I heard was a muttered word As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die" And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day
с мая ещё)
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