- ΣΙΓΟΜΟΥΡΜΟΥΡΙΖΟΝΤΑΣ ΟΛΗ ΜΕΡΑ - vol 3 - - "Μεταξύ τυρού και αχλαδιού"
Αυριο είναι μία καινούργια ήμέρα.
Εν αναμονή..
Empty spaces fill me up with holes
Distant faces with no place left to go
Without you within me I can't find no rest
Where I'm going is anybody's guess
I try to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete
Voices tell me I should carry on
But I am swimming in an ocean all alone
Baby, my baby, it's written on your face
You still wonder if we made a big mistake
I don't mean to drag it on,
But I can't seem to let you go
I don't wanna make you face this world alone
I wanna let you go (alone)
Like a cloud illusion takes your sight.
ΚΑΙ...
Do what you say say what you mean
KAI...
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I have no place to run.
AΝΑΣΑ...
The sultry air of graces
Passed in flight
Like birds of May with playful faces
Fills me with delight.
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It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find.
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Αυριο είναι μία καινούργια ήμέρα.
ΣΗΜΕΡΑ ΕΙΝΑΙ Η ΚΑΙΝΟΥΡΓΙΑ ΜΕΡΑ.
Καλημέρα λοιπόν...
Τα μυστικά των κοιμισμένων πέρα ως πέρα
Μια νύχτα
Δυο νύχτες
Κ' έπειτα φως μέσα στο μέγα πλήθος που κραυγάζει
Κάτω από τον θόλο της ηχούς ενός αιώνος.
ΕΜΠΕΙΡΙΚΟΣ
Σιγομουρμουρίζω μόνο τραγούδια κεφιού...
[ΑΦΡΟΔΙΤΗ]
Φοράω τα διάφανα...
Ξανθά λυτά μαλλιά μου!
Στη μοναξιά του δειλινού,
δώστε άρωμα βυθού.
Αστέρι,φως και άναμμα φεγγάρι βασιλιά μου!
Θαρρώ πως είμαι αλλουνού
αθάνατου θνητού...
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Σιγομουρμουρίζω μόνο τραγούδια κεφιού...
σωστά... αλλά που είναι?
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@rwen the Guardian...
Είμαι ζενίθ, είμαι ναδίρ
Ανάβω γίνομαι πυρσός
Πνίγω το ψέμα μες στο φως
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Desmond has a barrow in the market place
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly-girl I like your face
And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Obladi Oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Desmond takes a trolly to the jewellers stores
Buys a twenty carat golden ring
Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to sing
In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones
Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
And in the evening she's a singer with the band
Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
Blood on the leaves
Blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
The scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
for the rain to gather
for the wind to suck
for the sun to rot
for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
Strange Fruit
Billie Holiday
"Κονξ Ομ Πανξ"
And as I stand on stage tonight
And try to see beyond these lights
If I ventured, If I dared
Would I find anybody there
Escape To Nowhere ~ ΟΜΕΝ
έλα για την συνέχεια...
Wanted Man ~ OLYMPOS MONS
και ένα ακόμη...
How many paths must a man walk down
until you call him a man
The Emptiness Of Spirit ~ OMNIUM GATHERUM
κοίτα να δεις κάτι πράγματα...
Well I've seen... With old eyes
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We dream of familiar things here
(My heart beats, my heart beats)
We dream of familiar places
Endemoniada ~ FIELDS OF THE NEPHILIM
I've seen the hardest men fall
I've seen them crawl
secrets I know where noone can find them
behind the darkened door
Secrets ~ FIELDS OF THE NEPHILIM
τελευταίο... για σήμερα, βεβαίως βεβαίως...
The door is open
And there I can see
The true essence of thee
A beautiful and a perverse site
Full of hopes and dreams
Of men's life...
Mist Of Avalon ~ FEAR THY NAME
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@rwen the Guardian...
Είμαι ζενίθ, είμαι ναδίρ
Ανάβω γίνομαι πυρσός
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Memories
Fade to gray
My smile
Your name
Roof leaks
Dim lights
Low rent
High tide
Boxsprings
Spare change
Your scent
My ways
Your breath
My air
Fog lifts
I stare
You're gone, but I'm there
I'm gone, but you're there
I'm gone, but you're there
Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me - FANTOMAS
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@rwen the Guardian...
Είμαι ζενίθ, είμαι ναδίρ
Ανάβω γίνομαι πυρσός
Πνίγω το ψέμα μες στο φως
like a creature that is drawn into the flame.
ONOMATA
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to snort,
Horns on his head and they weren't too short.
It looked like there wasn't nothin' that he couldn't pull.
"Ah, think I'll call it a bull."
ΧΜ
Temples of flame on our path to glory.
KAI
We make it right
In dreams we find our light.
ΕΙΔΕΣ ΚΑΤΙ ΠΡΑΓΜΑΤΑ.
And let me see the lines on your hand
I can see me a tall dark stranger
Giving you what you hadn't planned.
OMΟΡΦΑ
A dreaming beauty
...αμε...
Supernatural mind and soul
the deal gives me anger
the silent wheel starts to roll
human race another failure
watch out for the misfit factors wherever you go
protect your mind, body and soul
Supernatural ~ LOTHLORIEN
...αχά...
I do not need
To be rich in this world
For I prefer
To keep my spirit free.
Eternal Life ~ LORIEN
επίσης...
Within her hands are gifts for the damned
You take them all
He Who Accepts All That Is Offered ~ TEETH OF LIONS RULE THE DIVINE
και ετούτο...
I wait for time to show me my path
A Worthless Dream ~ ESOTERIC
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@rwen the Guardian...
Είμαι ζενίθ, είμαι ναδίρ
Ανάβω γίνομαι πυρσός
Πνίγω το ψέμα μες στο φως
Χρήστου Γιώργος
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Σύννεφα και θάλασσες θα σου πουν τι χάλασες
θα σου πουν τι πέρασα μαζί σου
εγώ θα φύγω μωρό μου εσύ κοιμήσου
Σύννεφα παράπονα και φιλιά παράφωνα
στο λευκό σεντόνι σου αφήνω δεν έχω λόγους
μαζί σου πια να μείνω
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Εσύ κοιμάσαι και εγώ σου γράφω
κανένα τέλος δεν θυμάται την αρχή
Προτού να φύγω στο υπογράφω
πως ήσουν ήλιος και κατέληξες βροχή
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Σύννεφα και θάλασσες θα σου πουν τι χάλασες
Θα σου πουν τι πέρασα μαζί σου εγώ θα φύγω
μωρό μου εσύ κοιμήσου
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Σύννεφα στα αστέρια σου μα κρατώ τα χέρια σου
πως πονώ με την αναπνοή σου εγώ θα φύγω
μωρό μου εσύ κοιμήσου
Σύννεφα στο στρώμα σου και φιλώ το σώμα σου
δυο φτερά σ’ αφήνω να πετάξεις αρκεί εμένα
ποτέ να μην με ψάξεις
Galadriel
in God we trust
Μη μ' αφήνεις να σου κλέψω
την καλή σου την καρδιά
Είμ' εδώ για να ξοδέψω
όπως, όπως τη βραδιά
Μη μου δείξεις πως πιστεύεις
ούτε λέξη απ' όσα πω
Κάνε αλλού ότι χαζεύεις
όταν πω το σ' αγαπώ
Είμαι άλλος την ημέρα, γίνομαι άλλος όταν πιω
σαν τη σκόνη στον αέρα, θα χαθώ το πρωινό
Είμαι πόνος απ' τους πόνους, που δε γιάτρεψε κανείς
είμαι ο μόνος απ' τους μόνους, που δε νοιάστηκε κανείς
Μη μ' αφήνεις να σου πάρω
ούτε ένα σου φιλί
Είμ' εδώ για να σαλπάρω
με τη σκέψη μου θολή
Μην πιστέψεις ούτε ένα
απ' τα λόγια που θα πω
Όπως πάντα αντί για μένα
θα μιλάει το πιοτό
Είμαι άλλος την ημέρα ~ Θαλασσοχώρης Κωνσταντίνος
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@rwen the Guardian...
Είμαι ζενίθ, είμαι ναδίρ
Ανάβω γίνομαι πυρσός
Πνίγω το ψέμα μες στο φως
Όσο είμαι ελεύθερος μπορώ
κόβω τα φτερά μου και πετάω
βγαίνω απ' το κορμί μου για να δω
τον ομφάλιο λώρο μου τον σπάω
σε ένα παραμύθι που αγαπώ
Βρίσκομαι στη μέση μιας γραμμής
Απ' τη μια της σκέψης μας ο χώρος
απ' τη άλλη είμαστε εμείς
της ανάγκης η γενιά και ο πόνος
Ζούμε όλοι μονάχα μια φορά
μα δεν ξέρουμε πως ζούμε δέκα
πως πεθαίνουμε κάθε φορά
που οι αλήθειες μας γίνονται ψέμα
Άλλο ψάχνω και άλλο όμως θα βρω
πάνω απ' το κορμί μου και αγαπάω
με τη σκέψη μου θα προσπαθώ
όσο πιο ψηλά μπορώ να πάω
Ο γλάρος ~ Αχαιοί
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@rwen the Guardian...
Είμαι ζενίθ, είμαι ναδίρ
Ανάβω γίνομαι πυρσός
Πνίγω το ψέμα μες στο φως
Six Days
At the starting of the week
At summit talks you'll hear them speak
It's only Monday
Negotiations breaking down
See those leaders start to frown
It's sword and gun day
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
You could be sitting taking lunch
The news will hit you like a punch
It's only Tuesday
You never thought we'd go to war
After all the things we saw
It's April Fools' day
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
You hear a whistling overhead
Are you alive or are you dead?
It's only Thursday
You feel a shaking on the ground
A billion candles burn around
Is it your birthday?
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Make tomorrow come I think it's too late
"Κονξ Ομ Πανξ"
I walk through Camden town in the evening,
Strolling silently and hardly breathing.
Footsteps behind me slightly quicker,
The corner of my eye a shadowy flicker.
I wonder if he's after my soul again tonight.
Stops to whisper with the shadows but still keeps me in his sight.
I shout at passing strangers but they don't seem aware,
Don't want to get involved in my spiritual affair.
Tonight my fears are growing worse and worse.
I feel him brewing up an evil curse.
I sense a chill creep up my spine
I want to scream but only whine
Because I know it can't be true
Mind's gone now legs it's up to you.
I wonder if he's after my soul again tonight.
Stops to whisper in the shadows but still keeps me in his sight.
I shout at passing strangers but they don't seem aware,
Don't want to get involved in my spititual affair
I try to accept him as my partner.
He still makes cold his manic laughter.
But every time I try to turn around he throws my fears
And makes no sound he stirs them to the ground.
Acheing muscles, puff and pant I run.
To stagger home and hide behind my mum.
But even when I'm safely in my bed.
I know that he is waiting in my head.
I wonder if he's after my soul again tonight.
Stops to whisper in the shadows but still keeps me in his sight.
I shout at passing strangers but they don't seem aware,
Don't want to get involved in my spiritual affair