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Kiss of dawn…

Video:

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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Video: Nu e originalul, nu il gasesc nicaieri, asta e tot ce pot face…

Motiv: Pentru ca ma obsedeaza de vreo 2 saptamani, mai ales primele versuri. Pentru ca vroiam sa fiu prima care posteaza ceva de la MCR, dar Cornel mi-a luat-o inainte :)) Pentru ca atunci cand eram la diving cu pestisorii numa’ „without a sound i took her down” imi venea in minte si nimic altceva. Pentru ca nu pot sa imi explic de ce aceasta melodie si nu alta. Pentru ca afara ploua. Pentru ca desi afara ploua, eu mor de cald. Pentru ca beau ciocolata calda si mi-e dor de o groaza de lume (oricat de frumoasa e Viena si oricat de mult o iubesc, totul pare fad si oarecum rece daca nu ai cu cine imparti). Pentru ca… nu stiu… pentru ca asa simt… nu e un motiv destul de mare?

Lyrics: Without a sound I took her down
and dressed in red and blue I squeezed
Imaginary wedding gown
That you can’t wear in front of me
A kiss goodbye, your twisted shell
As rice grains and roses fall at your feet
Lets say goodbye, the hundredth time
And then tomorrow we’ll do it again
Tomorrow we’ll do it again

I dragged her down I put her out
And back there I left her where no one could see
And lifeless cold into this well
I stared as this moment was held for me
A kiss goodbye, your twisted shell
As rice grains and roses fall at your feet
Let’s say goodbye, the hundredth time
And then tomorrow we’ll do it again

I never thought it’d be this way
Just me and you, we’re here alone
And if you stay, all I’m asking for is
A thousand bodies piled up
I never thought would be enough
To show you just what I have been thinking

And I’ll keep on making more
Just to prove that I adore
Every inch of sanity
All I’m asking for is, all I’m asking for is

These hands stained red

From the times that I’ve killed you and then
We can wash down this engagement ring
With poison and kerosene
We’ll laugh as we die
And we’ll celebrate the end of things
With cheap champagne

Without, without a sound [x2]
And I wish you away
Without a sound
And I wish you away

Without a sound, without a sound
And I wish you away
[x3]

..unless we get a little crazy

 Melodie: Alanis Morissette – Crazy

Motiv: Azi ma plimbam intr-o veselie singura pe Kärnerstrasse, in cautare de… sincer sa fiu nici eu nu stiu ce cautam. Ma rog, si am dat din intamplare peste un magazin dosit, se numea ceva cu „Universal Music”. Intru eu, sperand sa gasesc cd-uri si alte articol de gen. Dar nu… acesta era un altfel de magazin, unul plin cu cam toate partiturile posibile si imposibile, tot ce tine de muzica contemporana(Muse, Nirvana, Metallica, etc.). Vanzatorul? Un domn la vreo 30 si ceva de ani, american, care se vedea ca-si stie muzica, daca ma intelegeti. Ca sa ma explic… omul stia pe derost toate albumele de care am intrebat, toti muzicienii, dupa an, stil, instrument, editie a partiturii si mai ales sertarul in care era repartizat, fara sa se uite in calculator sau pe cine stie ce lista. Mi-am lasat castile deoparte si am inceput sa vrafuiesc toaaate cartile alea, frumos aranjate si spilcuite, spre disperarea americanului. Dar ce stateau dosite tuuuuuma’ la fundul teancului? Sa fie oare Tori Amos „Confessions Of A Librarian” si Alanis Morissete „Jagged Little Pill”? Oh da, my friends, doua din albumele mele preferate, partiturile, mai exact cele pentru pian(ps: cant la pian de la… 6 ani asa). Si preturile? Well, mai mult decat imi puteam permite… Ies pe usa cu botu’ pus de o posta si ma indrept spre gura de metrou, castile in urechi, urc scara rulanta si… pai a inceput melodia asta de care ma chinui sa va zic… si pana la sfarsitul scarilor am ajuns la refren „We’ll never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy”. Melodia obisnuiam sa o ascult dupa vreo cearta cu mama, ma gandeam ca fiecare pe aveam pe ale noastre si ne sar mintile daca nu ne descarcam cumva, fie ea acea descarcare si mai violenta. Dar acum… acum ma facut doar sa o iau la fuga pe celelalte scari rulante, direct spre magazinul de muzica si sa imi cumpar cele doua albume :))

 Lyrics: In a church by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child knows…A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door,
While those around him criticize and sleep…
And through a fractal on a breaking wall,
I see you my friend and touch your face again,
Miracles will happen as we dreamBut we’re never gonna survive unless
We get a little crazy
No we’re never gonna survive unless
We are a little…

Crazy yellow people walking through my head.
One of them’s got a gun, shoot the other one.
And yet together they were friends at school
Ohh, get it, get it, get it, no no no!
If I were there when we first took the pill,
Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe…
Miracles will happen as we speak.

[Chorus]

Crazy…
No no, we’ll never survive, unless we get a little…bit…

In a sky full of people, only some want to fly.
Isn’t that crazy?
In a world full of people, only some want to fly.
Isn’t that crazy?
Crazy…
In a heaven of people there’s only some want to fly.
Ain’t that crazy? Crazy, crazy… crazy…

[Chorus]

No no, we’ll never survive unless, we get a little bit…

Video:

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have a great day!

Listen:

Song: Stereophonics – Have A Nice Day

Motive: Pentru ca as vrea sa fiu si eu in locul alora din barca (ar trebui sa-mi fac o trupa de rock :)) )… mai ales in locul chitaristului. Dar sa trecem de dream thing si sa vorbim despre melodie. Dupa cum zice si titlul, mi se ureaza o zi placuta. De cand m-am trezit si am vazut sunny day outside (de fapt de cateva luni numa sunny day a fost), mi-am zis: „I want to have a great day!”. Si great day este! Sper sa ramana asa pana la sfarsit. Dupa cum v-am obisnuit pana acum am sa va mai dau un link cu o alta melodie de la Stereophonics…„Dakota” . Asta este melodia prin care am auzit de Stereophonics si de la care am inceput sa mai ascult din cand in cand melodiile lor. Nu stiu exact unde sa o categorizez dar o pun la rock desi nu e tipul de rock care a fost postat pana acum. Cam atat pentru dimineata asta, poate am sa mai postez diseara daca nu maine. HAVE A GREAT DAY AND A GREAT WEEK!! Enjoy life!

Lyrics:

San Francisco Bay
Past pier thirty nine
Early p.m.
Can’t remember what time
Got the waiting cab
Stopped at the red light
Address, unsure of
But it turned out just right

It started straight off
„Coming here is hell”
That’s his first words
We asked what he meant
He said ” where ya’ from?”
We told him our lot
„When ya’ take a holiday
Is this what you want?”

So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Lie around all day
Have a drink to chase
„Yourself and tourists, yeah
That’s what I hate”
He said „We’re going wrong
We’ve all become the same
We dress the same ways
Only our accents change

So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Swim in the ocean
That be my dish
I drive around all day
And kill processed fish
It’s all money gum
No artists anymore
You’re only in it now
To make more, more, more

So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

…

lift the wings… and fly to your imaginary world…

Relax:

Song: Riverdance – Lift The Wings
Why?: Pentru ca e cel mai frumos sentiment… acela de liniste sufleteasca si de relaxare (de multe ori asa simtim adevarata fericire). Dupa cum v-am promis am postat o melodie celtica. Cel putin intr-o masura e celtica pentru ca nu are versuri in „irlandeza veche” sau, cum mai foloseste si Enya ca limba in melodiile sale, Quenya (one of the languages spoken by the Elves). Desi melodia mea preferata de la cei de la Riverdance este Shivna, am ales acest cantec pentru ca are versuri in engleza si pot fi intelese. Spune ceva de natura… toate melodiile celtice spun cate ceva de natura. Poate asta este cauza pentru care este unul din stilurile mele favorite ale muzicii, ca iubesc natura si melodiile astea o pun de multe ori pe primul loc ca spatiu de a evada de rautatea pe care lumea asta ne-o ofera cateodata. V-as mai spune si cum am devenit eu fan de muzica celtica insa m-as abate de la subiect si daca postul e prea lung nu mai e asa de atractiv. Sper sa va placa ce v-am oferit si astazi si astept pareri.

Lyrics:

How can the small flowers grow,
If the wild winds blow,
And the cold snow is all around?

Where will the frail birds fly,
If their homes on high,
Have been torn down to the ground?

Lift the wings,
That carry me away from here and,
Fill the sail,
That breaks the line to home.
But when I’m miles and miles apart from you,
I’m beside you, when I think of you,
a Stóirín, a Grá

How can a tree stand tall,
If the rain won’t fall,
To wash its branches down?

How can a heart survive,
Can it stay alive,
If its love’s denied for long?

Lift the wings,
That carry me away from here and,
Fill the sail,
That breaks the line to home.
But when I’m miles and miles apart from you,
I’m beside you, when I think of you,
a Stóirín,
And I’m with you as I dream of you,
a Stóirín,
And a song will bring you near to me,
a Stóirín, a Grá

mai o caterinca, mai o melodie…

Video:

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

Video:
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