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| Loneliness is your only friend. A broken heart that just won't mend is the price you pay. It's hard to take when love grows old. The days are long and the nights turn cold when it fades away. You hope that she will change her mind, but the days drift on and on. You'll never know the reason why she's gone. You see her face in every crowd. You hear her voice, but you're still proud, so you turn away. You tell yourself that you'll be strong. But your heart tells you, this time you're wrong. You hope that she will change her mind, but the days drift on and on. You'll never know the reason why she's gone. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. All alone in an empty room. Lonliness is your only friend, hooh. Oh, she's gone and you're at the end. (Gary Moore/Neil Carter) |
| LOVE CONQUERS ALL (blackmore/glover/turner) Feels like the end When you’re closer to losing your dreams Than losing a friend Flying blind I’m shooting into the dark Who will I find Oh girl And if it takes me a lifetime I swear I’ll tear down every wall Love conquers all On my way Tomorrow I rise with the sun Soon I’ll be gone Words can’t say How the memories of feelings of love They linger on Oh girl And if it takes me forever I know it’s worth every teardrop that falls Love conquers all Somewhere there’s a place in your heart Where the wounds never heal Well you’re not alone That’s just how I feel Love conquers all This one will last a lifetime And if love conquers all This one will last forever |
| NEED YOUR LOVE SO BAD (Fleetwood Mac) Written by little willie john. Need someone’s hand to lead me through the night I need someone’s arms to hold and squeeze me tight Now, when the night begins, whoa, I’m at an end Because I need your love so bad I need some lips to feel next to mine Need someone to stand up - to stand up and tell me when I’m lyin’ And when the lights are low - and it’s time to go That’s when I need your love so bad So why don’t you give it up, baby and bring it home to me Or write it on a piece of paper, woman - so it can be read to me Tell me that you love me - and stop drivin’ me mad Whoa, because I - I need your love so bad Need a soft voice - just to talk to me at night Don’t want you to worry, baby I know we can make everything alright Listen to my plea, baby, come on bring it to me ’cause I need - your love so bad Baby, I need, I need - woman, I need your love so bad  |
| Blue Jean Blues ( ZZ Top) I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. Well, I could tell that they was mine from the oil and the gasoline. If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. 'Cause if I get back those blue jean you know, my baby be bringin' 'em home to me. |
| You are so beautiful Joe Cocker You are so beautiful to me You are so beautiful to me Can't you see Your everything I hoped for Your everything I need You are so beautiful to me Such joy and happiness you bring Such joy and happiness you bring Like a dream A guiding light that shines in the night Heavens gift to me You are so beautiful to me |
Nothing Compares To You Lyrics Prince...sung by Sinead O'Connor) It's been seven hours and thirteen days Since u took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day Since u took your love away Since u been gone I can do whatever I want I can see whomever I choose eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant But nothing I said nothing can take away these blues, 'Cause nothing compares Nothing compares 2 u It's been so lonely without u here Like a bird without a song Nothing can stop this lonely rage Tell me baby where did I go wrong I could put my arms around every boy I see But they'd only remind me of you I went to the doctor guess what he told me Guess what he told me He said rossie u better have fun No matter what u do Cause it's the blues 'Cause nothing compares Nothing compares 2 u All the flowers that u planted In the back yard suga All died when u went away I know that living with me baby was sometimes hard But I'm willing to try, said I'm willing to give it another try. 'Cause nothing compares Nothing compares 2 u |
| Tears in Heaven Eric Clapton & Will Jennings Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven Will it be the same If I saw you in heaven I must be strong, and carry on Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven Would you hold my hand If I saw you in heaven Would you help me stand If I saw you in heaven I'll find my way, through night and day Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven Time can bring you down Time can bend your knee Time can break your heart Have you begging please Begging please (instrumental) Beyond the door There's peace I'm sure. And I know there'll be no more... Tears in heaven Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven Will it be the same If I saw you in heaven I must be strong, and carry on Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven |
| Dirty Work sung by Steely Dan by Unknown Times are hard, you're afraid to pay the fee So you find yourself somebody who can do the job for free When you need a bit of lovin' 'cause your man is out of town, That's the time to get me runnin', and you know I'll be around I'm a fool to do your dirty work, oh yeah, I don't wanna do your dirty work no more, I'm a fool to do your dirty work, oh yeah Light the candle, put the lock upon the door You have sent the maid home early like a thousand times before Like the castle in his corner in a medieval game, I foresee terrible trouble, and I stay here just the same I'm a fool to do your dirty work, oh yeah I don't wanna do your dirty work no more I'm a fool to do your dirty work, oh yeah |
| A Whiter Shade of Pale PROCOL HARUM Brooker/Reid We skipped the light fandango turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick but the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink the waiter brought a tray And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale She said, 'There is no reason and the truth is plain to see.' But I wandered through my playing cards and would not let her be one of sixteen vestal virgins who were leaving for the coast and although my eyes were open they might have just as well've been closed She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,' though in truth we were at sea so I took her by the looking glass and forced her to agree saying, 'You must be the mermaid who took Neptune for a ride.' But she smiled at me so sadly that my anger straightway died If music be the food of love then laughter is its queen and likewise if behind is in front then dirt in truth is clean My mouth by then like cardboard seemed to slip straight through my head So we crash-dived straightway quickly and attacked the ocean bed |
| IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE Roxette Lay a whisper on my pillow, Leave the winter on the ground. I wake up lonely, There's air of silence in the bedroom And all around. Touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away. It must have been love But it's over now. It must have been good But I lost it somehow. It must have been love But it's over now. From the moment we touched 'Til the time had run out.  |
| Wind Of Change Scorpions Follow the Moskwa Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change The world is closing in Did you ever think That we could be so close, like brothers The future's in the air Can feel it everywhere Blowing with the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change Walking down the street Distant memories Are buried in the past, forever I follow the Moskwa Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change The wind of change Blows straight into the face of time Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell For peace of mind Let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change |
| IS THIS LOVE (coverdale/sykes) I should have known better Than to let you go alone, It’s times like these I can’t make it on my own Wasted days, and sleepless nights And I can’t wait to see you again I find I spend my time Waiting on your call, How can I tell you, baby My back’s against the wall I need you by my side To tell me it’s alright, ’cos I don’t think I can take anymore Is this love that I’m feeling, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for Is this love or am I dreaming, This must be love, ’cos it’s really got a hold on me, A hold on me... I can’t stop the feeling I’ve been this way before But, with you I’ve found the key To open any door I can feel my love for you Growing stronger day by day, An’ I can’t wait to see you again So I can hold you in my arms Is this love that I’m feeling, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for Is this love or am I dreaming, This must be love, ’cos it’s really got a hold on me, A hold on me... Is this love that I’m feeling, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for... Is this love or am I dreaming, Is this the love, that I’ve been searching for...  Редактирано от - oIo на 18/4/2005 г/ 05:03:53 |
| Каква беднота на духа, текстовете на англоезичните песньовки, къде са шансоните, ехе хеееее. Ама карай да върви.... Heaven, tra la la la ==== I'm in heaven and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak when we are together dancing cheek to cheek Запоминанието на такъв текст те спасява само от позора да пееш тези прекрасни песни с тра-ла-ла, инак съдържанието - кажи речи еднакво. Ама песните са хубави. тра ла ла, , , , тра ла ла, , , , , ****** |
Ето това не мога да спара да си го пея  Christine: In sleep he sang to me in dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again for now I find the phantom of the opera is there Inside my mind Phantom: Sing once again with me Our strange duet My power over you Grows stronger yet And though you turn from me to glance behind The Phantom of the opera is there inside YOUR mind Christine: Those who have seen your face Draw back in fear I am the mask you wear Phantom: it's me they hear Both: My/Your spirit and my/your voice In one combined The Phantom of the opera is there inside my/your mind |
Сони Тери и Брауни МакГий, 30-те - 40-те (има я и у Мъди Уотърс, Джанис Джоплин и сигурно доста други) Trouble in mind Trouble in mind, I'm blue But I won't be blue always Sun's gonna shine, in my back door some day I'm gonna lay, my head On some cold rolled railroad iron Let that 2.19 train, passify my mind Trouble in mind, I'm blue But I won't be blue always Sun's gonna shine, in my back door some day Trouble in mind, I'm blue I've almost lost my mind Sometimes I feel like livin', and again I feel like dyin' Trouble in mind, I'm blue My poor heart it's beating slow, I ain't never had so much trouble In my do gone, life before I'm goin' down, to the river Gonna take me a rockin' chair If this trouble don't leave me, gonna rock on away somewhere My good girl, she stuck with me Sure don't leave my mind Sometimes I feel like livin', and again I feel like dyin' Марк Нофлър, 2004 5.15 A.M. 5.15 a.m. Snow laying all around A collier cycles home From his night shift underground Past the silent pub Primary school, workingmens club On the road from the pithead The churchyard packed With mining dead Then beneath the bridge He comes to a giant car A shroud of snow upon the roof A mark ten jaguar He thought the man was fast asleep Silent, still and deep Both dead and cold Shot through With bullet holes The one armed bandit man Came north to fill his boots Came up from cockneyland E-type jags and flashy suits Put your money in Pull the levers Watch them spin Cash cows in all the pubs But he preferred the new nightclubs Nineteen sixty-seven Bandit men in birdcage heaven La dolce vita, sixty-nine All new to people of the tyne Who knows who did what Somebody made a call They said his hands Were in the pot That he'd been skimming hauls He picks up the swag They gaily gave away Drives his giant jag Off to his big pay day The bandit man Came north to fill his boots Came up from cockneyland E-type jags and flashy suits The bandit man Came up the great north road Up to geordieland To mine The mother lode Seams blew up or cracked Black diamonds came hard won Generations toiled and hacked For a pittance and black lung Crushed by tub or stone Together And alone How the young and old Paid the price of coal Eighteen sixty-seven My angel's gone to heaven He'll be happy there Sunlight and sweet clean air They gather round the glass Tough hewers and crutters Child trappers and putters The little foals and half-marrows Who pushed And pulled the barrows The hod boys And the rolleywaymen 5.15 a.m. |
| "Shape Of My Heart" Sting He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He doesn't play for the respect He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of probable outcome The numbers lead a dance I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape, the shape of my heart And if I told you that I loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear are lost I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape of my heart |
| Това - да. Ама пак ми е вързано с музиката, е да де, нали темата е за баладите, не е за стихотворения или литература, да ме извинява Великия Бард. |
| Before the dawn Before the dawn, I hear you whisper In your sleep don’t let the morning take him Outside the birds begin to call As if to summon up my leaving It’s been a lifetime since I found someone Since I found someone who would stay I’ve waited too long, and now you’re leaving Oh please don’t take it all away It’s been a lifetime since I found someone Since I found someone who would stay I’ve waited too long, and now you’re leaving Oh please don’t take it all away Before the dawn, I hear you whisper In your sleep don’t let the morning take him Judas Priest  |
| The Thrill Is Gone B.B. King The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong baby And you'll be sorry someday The thrill is gone It's gone away from me The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away from me Although I'll still live on But so lonely I'll be The thrill is gone It's gone away for good Oh, the thrill is gone baby Baby its gone away for good Someday I know I'll be over it all baby Just like I know a man should You know I'm free, free now baby I'm free from your spell I'm free, free now I'm free from your spell And now that it's over All I can do is wish you well |
И още малко Джудас. За ценители  Run Of The Mill What have you achieved now you're old Did you fulfill ambition, do as you were told Or are you still doing the same this year Should I give sorrow, or turn 'round and sneer I know that the prospects weren't all that good But they improved, and I'd have thought that you could Have strived for that something we all have deep inside Not let it vanish, along with your pride Now with the aid of your new walking stick You hobble along through society thick And look mesmerized by the face of it all You keep to the gutter in case you fall I can't go on I can't go on I can't go on I can't go on I, I, I, I... |