Kiss of dawn…

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Melodie: Him- Kiss of Dawn 

Motiv: E 5 dimineata. Aseara am ajuns acasa si nu pot sa dorm… deloc. Ce vrei sa fac? Sa motzai in pat pana la 8? Deschid geamul si intra in camera un aer rece si umed de vara, alaturi de niste raze roz. O mireama de august ma inconjoara in timp ce discobolul de aur isi porneste alene drumul sau de la orizont. Mereu mi-a placut rasaritul, dar am iubit apusul. Rasaritul imi place sa il vad mereu la sfarsitul lui august la mare, cu patura pe mine, camera in mana si o cana mare de… orice fel de lichid comestibil cu simpla conditie sa fie cald Clar melodia de azi trebuia sa fie despre rasarit… Nu sunt fana Him, nu am mai mult de 10 melodii in total in calculator, dar asta e preferata mea de la ei…So… enjoy!

Lyrics: Blinded I am and so are you
By shedding tears
Confusion that separates us two
We hold dear

Just look into my eyes
Kiss our fears goodbye

I’m reaching for your shadow
Drowning in the kiss of dawn
Touching the pain that you left me with
At the kiss of dawn

I’m tired of the games I’m playing with you
When you’re not here
Death frees from the fear of dying
It’s true, have no fear

Let me look into your eyes
And see death pass us by

I’m reaching for your shadow
Drowning in the kiss of dawn
Touching the pain that you left me with
At the kiss

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mai o caterinca, mai o melodie…

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Ce, cum, unde: Ok, deci sunt intr-un net cafe de tot rahatul (turcesc sa fie el…) si ma chinui sa ignor tipu’ de la masa alaturata ca se benocleaza fix si insistent la mine si muzica absolut mirobolanta care sa aude la cativa pasi (ceva cu iabibibibibibibibibibibibibibib… bibicule). Pentru ce sunt aici? Ei da, sa postez si eu ceva asa in direct si in efect chiar de la mama dracului, also known as Marmaris, Turcia. Azi stateam in autocar si inainte sa faca scumpul meu gadget de ascultat muzicuta (nu zic ca e iPod ca dupa aia se pune ca reclama) piu-piu intr-un profund semn de protest ca dom’le sti, baterica ciuciu, am dat peste o melodie mai melodioasa asa. Nu prea am ce sa comentez de ea, dar la ce stare de nervo-draci aveam la ora aceea si la ce plozi enervanti stateau in spatele meu si ma tot trageau de par, crede-ma ca acest cantecel a picat la marele fix, cum ar zice un prieten de-al meu.

Versuri: I’ve got a fever
Come check it and see
There’s something burning and rolling in me
We may not last but we’ll have fun till it ends
C’mon baby be my bad boyfriend

I wanna hear you call out my name
I wanna see you burn up in flames
Keep you on ice so I can show all my friends
C’mon baby be my bad boyfriend

So ripe so sweet come suck it and see
But watch out Daddy I sting like a bee
I know some tricks I swear will give you the bends
C’mon baby be my bad boyfriend

My fever’s rising you ran into luck
Say what sugar
You wanna get what?
I’m wanna give you one hundred and ten
C’mon baby be my bad boyfriend

It’s wild the way you tease me
It’s wild the way you free me
It’s wild the way you reach me
Wrapped me up in your wire from the start

You’ve got the women waiting in line
I’m not asking you to make up your mind
But I can make you happy at least now and then
I’ve got something special for my bad boyfriend

If you can’t love me honey go on just pretend
I’ve saved something special for the very end
If you can’t love me honey go on just pretend
C’mon baby be my bad boyfriend

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot

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Melodie: Counting Crows – Big Yellow Taxi

Motive: Cati dintre voi nu si-au dat seama de valoarea unui … hai sa il numim generic “obiect” abia dupa momentul in care acesta nu a mai facut parte din viata lor? Fie el un prieten drag, iubitul sau iubita, copacii sau florile, omul nu a fost deprins sa pretuiasca cu adevarat ceva pentru ca niciodata nu a stiut cu adevarat ce si mai ales cat reprezinta fiecare dintre acestea pentru el. Ba mai mult, s-a trezit mult prea tarziu sa (cum ar spune americanul) cry over spilled milk. Melodia de azi vorbeste despre astfel de intamplari, in care Paradisul este transformat intr-un fel de parcare cu hotel si buticuri iar toti arborii din lume au fost adunati intr-un muzeu unde oamenii platesc un dolar jumate sa ii vada. Desi destul de abstracta viziunea aceasta, este destul de trista. Nu ne vom da niciodata seama ce sau pe cine avem langa noi abia dupa ce le-am dat cu piciorul.

Lyrics: They paved paradise and put up a parkin’ lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin’ hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you got till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parkin’ lot

They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum
And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them
No, no, no, don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
They paved paradise, and put up a parkin’ lot

Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT
I don’t care about spots on my apples,
Leave me the birds and the bees – please
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you got till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey now, they’ve paved paradise to put up a parking lot
Why not?

Listen, late last night, I heard the screen door swing,
And a big yellow taxi took my girl away
Now don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you got till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey now now, don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you got till it’s gone
They paved paradise to put up a parking lot
Why not, they paved paradise
They put up a parking lot
Hey hey hey, paved paradise and put up a parking lot

I don’t wanna give it
Why you wanna give it
Why you wanna givin it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Now you wanna give it
I should wanna give it
Cuz you’re givin it all away, no no

I don’t wanna give it
Why you wanna give it
Why you wanna givin it all away
Cuz you’re givin it all givin it all away yeah yeah
Cuz You’re givin it all away hey, hey, hey

Hey, paved paradise, to put up a parking lot
la,la, la, la, la, la, la ,la ,la ,la ,la
Paved paradise, and put up a parking lot

And I haven’t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

Video: Nu are video si nici nu am gasit un Live care sa se auda destul de bine…

Melodie: Tori Amos – Me And A Gun

Motive: Personal, nu vad ce motiv mai bun as putea gasi in momentul de fata pentru a posta ceva cu si despre Tori Amos decat concertul ce a avut loc aseara la Sala Polivalenta din Bucuresti, concert la care desigur, subsemnata nu a ajuns, deoarece e plecata. Desi primul meu gand a fost sa aleg o melodie mai vesela (ca sa fiu sincera, aceea este si melodia mea preferata a cantaretei americane), si anume “Sleeps With Butterflies”, m-am razgandit cam pe ultima suta de metrii (dar nu va faceti griji… o sa auziti si de cealalta in viitoarele mele posturi). De ce? Poate pentru ca “Me And A Gun” a fost singura melodie pe care am simtit ca imi dau lacrimile la… a doua ascultare. Cand am auzit-o prima data,fara sa ii stiu povestea, mi s-a parut destul de fainuta, versuri dragute, desi nu avea nici un fel de melodie. Apoi am aflat ce se ascunde de fapt in spatele unui joc de cuvinte foarte bine ales si cantarit… In urma cu multi ani, dupa un spectacol sustin undeva in America, Tori s-a oferit sa-si conduca un fan cu masina, iar acesta a agresat-o. Cumplita experienta a violului a dat nastere ulterior unor melodii celebre, anume “Me And A Gun” si “Silent All These Years”. Ceea ce m-a atras mai mult la melodia de fata a fost tema ei. Tori nu povesteste actul pas cu pas, ci ideile, gandurile si trairile ei si faptul ca in momentul acela singurul motiv pentru care isi doarea sa scape cu viata era ca sa vada Barbados… Cantecul nu lipseste din nici un recital al artistei, iar aceasta il interpreteaza fara pian sau orice alt fel de acompaniament, dupa parerea mea acesta fiind cel mai emotionant moment din orice concert al ei. De ce? Pentru ca in sala se lasa o liniste mormantala in timp ce Tori isi canta printe lacrimi durerea…

Lyrics: 5am
Friday morning
Thursday night
Far from sleep
I’m still up and driving
Can’t go home
obviously
So I’ll just change direction
Cause they’ll soon konw where I live
And I wanna liveGot a full tank and some chips
It was me and a gun
And a man on my back
And I sang “holy holy” as he buttoned down his pants
You can laugh
It’s kind of funny things you think
at times like these
Like I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of thisYes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread
For you, your friends your father, Mr. Ed

Me and a gun
and a man
On my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this
Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread
For you, your friends your father, Mr. Ed
And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back
Used to hang and he said
“It’s your choice babe just remember
I don’t think you’ll be back in 3 days time
So you choose well”
Tell me what’s right
Is it my right to be on my stomach
of Fred’s Seville

Me and a gun
and a man
On my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this

And do you know Carolina
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through you head
When there’s a man on your back
And you’re pushed flat on your stomach
It’s not a classic cadillac

Me and a gun
and a man
On my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this

i’ll savour every moment of this

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Melodie: The Used – The Taste Of Ink

Motive: Pentru ca am o zi tare Pentru ca fac bagaje. Pentru ca plec. Pentru ca mi se implineste un vis dupa care tanjesc de un an. Pentru ca ma simt mai libera ca niciodata. Pentru ca mi-era dor de vara in adevaratul sens al cuvantului. Pentru ca m-am saturat de orasul asta. Pentru ca in sfarsit scap. Pentru ca pot. Pentru ca nu ma poti opri. Sau mai bine zis… uite d-aia! ) (ps: versurile scrise cu bold descriu exaaaaaact ce simt acu’ )

Lyrics: Is it worth it can you even hear me
Standing with your spotlight on me
Not enough to feed the hungry
I’m tired and I felt it for awhile now
In this sea of lonely
The taste of ink is getting old
It’s four o’ clock in the fucking morning
Each day gets more and more like the last day
Still I can see it coming
While I’m standing in the river drowning
This could be my chance to break out
This could be my chance to say goodbye
At last it’s finally over
Couldn’t take this town much longer
Being half dead wasn’t what I planned to be
Now I’m ready to be free [Chorus]
So here I am it’s in my hands
And I’ll savor every moment of this
So here I am alive at last
And I’ll savor every moment of this

And won’t you think I’m pretty
When I’m standing top the bright lit city
And I’ll take your hand and pick you up
And keep you there so you can see
As long as you’re alive and care
I promise I will take you there
We’ll drink and dance the night away
We’ll drink and dance the night away

[Chorus]

savor every moment of this

As long as you’re alive
Here I am
I promise I will take you there
[x2]

And won’t you think I’m pretty
When I’m standing top the bright lit city
And I’ll take your hand and pick you up
And keep you there so you can see
As long as you’re alive and care
I promise I will take you there
As long as you’re alive and care
I promise I will take you there

[Chorus]

savor every moment of this [x2]

Lovin’ is what i got

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Melodie: Sublime – What I Got

Motive: Pentru ca incepe cu “early in the morning” si daca va uitati la ce ora am postat, inca este early in the morning, pentru ca era melodia cu care ma trezeam in fiecare dimineata vara trecuta, pentru ca e merry-happy-gay {gay = (in acest context) vesel(a) }, pentru ca imi da o stare de buna dispozitie de fiecare data cand o ascult, pentru ca vorbeste despre viata unui tanar care, desi se trezeste in mijlocul strazii cu gandul la prima tigara din zi, desi e lefter, desi are o mama alcoolica ce pe deasupra si fumeaza iarba, are o viziune foarte optimista asupra vietii, nu se enerveaza din toate prostiile, e pregatit sa isi doneze toti banii(cati or mai fi si aceia) pentru caritate si isi traieste existenta alaturi de un dalmatian strigand cat il tin plamanii ca “Lovin’ is what i got”. Pentru el, numai respect.

Lyrics: Early in the mornin’
Risin’ to the street
Light me up that cigarette
And i strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason
Reason things went wrong.
Got to find the reason why my money’s all gone.

I got a dalmation
And i can still get high.
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot.

Life is too short so love the one you got
Cause you might get run over or you might get shot.
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest.
Never start no static i just get it off my (chest).
Take a small example, a tip from me…
Take all of your money and give it up to charity.
Lovin’s what i got, it’s within my reach
(and the sublime style is still straight from long beach)
It all comes back to you you’re going to get what you deserve.
Try and test that, you’re bound to get served.
Love’s what i got, don’t start a riot,
You feel it when the dance gets hot.

Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.

Why i don’t cry when my dog runs away.
I don’t get angry at the bills i have to pay.
I don’t get angry when my mom smokes pot,
Hits that bottle and goes right to the rock.
Fuckin and fighting, it’s all the same.
To live with louie dog’s the only way to stay sane.
Let the lovin’, let the lovin’ come back to me.

Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.
Lovin’, is what i got, i said remember that.

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Dupa cum vedeti, am mai adaugat pe cineva in echipa…. madutza . ii uram succes, si la cat mai multe posturi .

PS: si o sa mai aducem oameni….:-”

Aici ar trebui sa fie un titlu interesant care sa te faca sa citesti mai departe :D

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Melodie: Vama Veche – Vara asta

Motiv: Am nevoie si de un motiv? Uf, asta va fi mai greu decat m-am asteptat. Pai sa vedem… Prima data am fost sfatuita sa postez ceva cu si despre noutate, schimbare si alte cele, dat fiind faptul ca e primul meu post in acest blog (mersi baieti ). Dar avand in vedere ca nu conteaza cat de nou sau de vechi esti pe aici, ci (dupa cum o zice si headerul de deasupra mea) muzica e ceea ce conteaza am ales “Vara asta” pentru ca inglobeaza exact starea mea de acum: nu imi gasesc locul nicaieri in casa, sunt irascibila si ma aprind ca un foc de paie de la toate nimicurile (nici mama mea nu mi-a spalat blugii… dar ce-i drept nu i-am zis de 3 ori), vreau sa PLEC oriunde, dar sa fie departe de jungla asta de beton,pentru ca mi-este groaznic de dor de mare, de Vama sau Costinesti si pentru ca daca mi s-ar oferi acum posibilitatea sa plec intr-acolo nu cred ca as ezita (p.s: cui ii arde de o fuga pana la mare sunt dispusa la provocari ).

Lyrics: M-am saturat de patul meu de-acasa…(Nu mai suport, p cuvant…nu mai suport…mi-e cald, nu…)
Cearceafurile nu mai imi zambesc…(Si ce vrei sa fac? Ce pot sa fac? Nu mai pot, nu mai pot…)
Aceleasi haine zac tacut pe masa…(Te-am rugat sa-mi speli si mie blugii aia, da? De trei ori…)
Si parca-mi spun ca nici nu mai traiesc (Nu nu…nu ne mai intelegem, e clar, nu intelegi?…)
Si-atunci ies afara,
E vant si este vara (Nu, plec…pa)
Si ceru-mi spune: ” Fugi, ca eu platesc!” (Aah gata…imi vand casetofonul…)
Ma intorc la tine (Te pup, pa!), iau doi blugi cu mine
Si-ti zambesc…

Refren:
Vara asta am sa ma-ndragostesc…
Vara asta am sa ma-ndragostesc…
Vara asta am sa ma-ndragostesc de tine.

Acuma stiu ca marea ma asteapta (Alo, ba, sunt la Fetesti bai!)
Nisipul ma va saruta si el (Pe autostrada da…)
O scoica o sa ma zgarie in mana dreapta (Nu stiu, dar fac o baie cum ajung…)
Algele o sa ma zgarie nitel (Nu…sunt singur…ne-am certat…)
Si iar e vant afara si marea o sa ma doara
Si-un val o sa ma arunce in cortul ei…
O sa innebunim si sarea o s-o topim
Intr-un sarut…

Refren:…

Acuma tin o bere-n mana, si o beau…(Alo? Esti acasa?…)
In stanga mea conduce cineva (Ma-ntorc azi…da…)
Ma-ntorc la tine beat dupa o luna (Ma primesti?)
Cu marea-n suflet si cu scoica mea (Te rog mult, ma primesti?)
Stiu c-ai sa ma certi…
Si-apoi c-ai sa ma ierti…
Caci vantul e prietenul tau bun (N-am facut nimic rau acolo…)
Si mai e ceva….
Tu stii ca iarna tu estï marea mea!!!