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| Док, ето още един невероятен Боб Дилън, не знам дали си чувал тази балада, тя е позната само на ценителите на Manfred Mann's Earch Band - много характерна, но особена желязна банда, от тази песен на Боб Дилън са направили нещо, което никой друг не е успял - толкова е внушително. Father of night, Father of day, Father, who taketh the darkness away, Father, who teacheth the bird to fly, Builder of rainbows up in the sky, Father of loneliness and pain, Father of love and Father of rain. Father of day, Father of night, Father of black, Father of white, Father, who build the mountain so high, Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky, Father of time, Father of dreams, Father, who turneth the rivers and streams. Father of grain, Father of wheat, Father of cold and Father of heat, Father of air and Father of trees, Who dwells in our hearts and our memories, Father of minutes, Father of days, Father of whom we most solemnly praise. |
| ME BOBBY MC GEE Busted flat in baton rouge, waiting for a train And i?s feeling nearly as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, It rode us all the way to new orleans. I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, I was playing soft while bobby sang the blues. Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding bobby?s hand in mine, We sang every song that driver knew. Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing don?t mean nothing honey if it ain?t free, now now. And feeling good was easy, lord, when he sang the blues, You know feeling good was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee. From the kentucky coal mines to the california sun, Hey, bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done, Hey bobby baby kept me from the cold. One day up near salinas, lord, I let him slip away, He?s looking for that home and I hope he finds it, But I?d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday To be holding bobby?s body next to mine. Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing, that?s all that bobby left me, yeah, But feeling good was easy, lord, when he sang the blues, Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm, Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee. La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la La la la la la bobby mcgee. La la la la la, la la la la la La la la la la, bobby mcgee, la. La la la, la la la la la la, La la la la la la la la la, hey now bobby now bobby mcgee yeah. Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na Hey now bobby now, bobby mcgee, yeah. Lord, I?m calling my lover, calling my man, I said I?m calling my lover just the best I can, C?mon, where is bobby now, where is bobby mcgee, yeah, Lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy lord Hey, hey, hey, bobby mcgee, lord! Yeah! whew! Lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy lordy lord Hey, hey, hey, bobby mcgee. [/u][/b] |
| Но това, в изпълнение на Дженис, за мен ще си остане най-големия й връх и между всичките му други изпълнения - дори това на Ела и на Сачмо. Въпрос на предпочитания..... Summer Time Summer time And the livin is easy Fish are jumpin And the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich And your ma is good lookin So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You gonna rise up singin Yes you spread your wings And you take to the sky But till that mornin There's nothin can hold you Yeah lay down by me Stand by Summer time And the livin is easy Fish are jumpin And the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich And your ma is good lookin So hush little baby Baby don't you cry Don't cry |
 Canzone per te Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bartotti * La festa appena cominciata è già finita Il cielo non è più com noi Il nostro amore era l’invidia di chi è solo La mia ricchezza, la tua allegria * Perché giurare che sarà l’ultima volta Il cuore non ti crederà Qualcuno ti darà la mano E con un bacio un’altra storia nascerà * E tu, tu mi dirai Che sei felice come non sei stata mai E un’altra volta io dirò Le cose che dicevo a te * Ma oggi devo dire che ti voglio bene Per questo canto e canto te La solitudine che mi haii regalato Io la coltivo come un fiore Редактирано от - Геновева на 23/4/2005 г/ 00:26:11 |
| Artist: Cyndi Lauper Song: True Colors You with the sad eyes don't be discouraged oh I realize it's hard to take courage in a world full of people you can lose sight of it all and the darkness inside you can make you fell so small But I see your true colors shining through I see your true colors and that's why I love you so don't be afraid to let them show your true colors true colors are beautiful like a rainbow Show me a smile then don't be unhappy, can't remember when I last saw you laughing if this world makes you crazy and you've taken all you can bear you call me up because you know I'll be there And I'll see your true colors shining through I see your true colors and that's why I love you so don't be afraid to let them show your true colors true colors are beautiful like a rainbow |
| Uomini Soli (I Pooh) Li incontri dove la gente viaggia e va a telefonare col dopobarba che sa di pioggia e la ventiquattro ore perduti nel Corriere della Sera nel va e vieni di una cameriera me perche' ogni giorno viene sera? A volte un uomo e' da solo perche' ha in testa strani tarli perche' ha paura del sesso o per la smania di successo per scrivere il romanzo che ha di dentro perche' la vita l'ha gia' messo al muro o perche' in in mondo falso e' un uomo vero Dio delle citta' e delle immensita' se e' vero che ci sei e hai viaggiato piu' di noi vediamo se si puo' imparare questa vita e magari un po' cambiarla prima che ci cambi lei Vediamo se si puo' farci amare come siamo senza violentarci piu' con nevrosi e gelosie perche' questa vita stende e chi e' steso o dorme o muore oppure fa l'amore Ci sono uomini soli per la sete di avventura perche' han studiato da prete o per vent'anni di galera per madri che non li hanno mai svezzati per donne che li han rivoltati e persi o solo perche' sono dei diversi Dio delle citta' e delle immensita' se e' vero che ci sei e hai viaggiato piu' di noi vediamo se si puo' imparare queste donne e cambiare un po' per loro e cambiarle un po' per noi Ma Dio delle citta' e delle immensita' magari tu ci sei e problemi non ne hai ma quaggiu' non siamo in cielo e se un uomo perde il filo e' soltanto un uomo solo Редактирано от - Чичо Фичо на 23/4/2005 г/ 00:42:21 |
| Ето ви още нещо от J. Joplin MERCEDES BENZ Oh lord, won?t you buy me a mercedes benz ? My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends. Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, So lord, won?t you buy me a mercedes benz ? Oh lord, won?t you buy me a color tv ? Dialing for dollars is trying to find me. I wait for delivery each day until three, So oh lord, won?t you buy me a color tv ? Oh lord, won?t you buy me a night on the town ? I?m counting on you, lord, please don?t let me down. Prove that you love me and buy the next round, Oh lord, won?t you buy me a night on the town ? Everybody! Oh lord, won?t you buy me a mercedes benz ? My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends, Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, So oh lord, won?t you buy me a mercedes benz ? |
| Благодаря професор Дървингов, че ме подсетихте. Отивам веднага да потърся парчето по дисковете. Пея си го вече. |
| И аз като почнах да ви чета, пропях (просвирих). ------ Чичо Фичо - пусни моля This land is your land - на Woody Guthry е, ама май най-доброто изпълнение е на Bruce Sprigsteen & The E-street Band - нищо лично (тоз път не се бъзикам), много хубав текст. |
| This land is made for you and me (Woody Guthrie) This land is your land, this land is my land From [the] California to the New York Island, From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters, This land is made for you and me. As I went walking that ribbon of highway And saw above me that endless skyway, And saw below me the golden valley, I said: This land is made for you and me. I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts, And all around me , a voice was sounding: This land is made for you and me. Was a high wall there that tried to stop me A sign was painted said: Private Property, But on the back side it didn't say nothing -- This land is made for you and me. When the sun come shining, then I was strolling In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling; The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting: This land is made for you and me. One bright sunny morning in the shadow of the steeple By the Relief Office I saw my people -- As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if This land is made for you and me. |
| Фичо, не се хаби - намерих я сред плочите си - ето я This land is your land by woody guthry well i rode the ribbon highway i saw above me the endless sky i saw below me the golden valey this land is made for you and me i've roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts and all around me a voice was calling this land is made for you and me chorus this land is your land this land is my land from california to the new york islands from the redwood forest to the gulfstream waters this land is made for you and me well the sun came shining and i was strolling through wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling and a voice was sounding as the fog was lifting saying this land is made for you and me (1956) |
| Фичо, благодаря, разминахме се. Има разлика в текстовете - моя е от плочите на Bruce S. + E street band - вероятно твоя е оригиналния, пак благодаря. |
| няма ли някой естет да пусне .....bye-bye love, bye-bye happiness, hello loneliness, I feel I'm gonna die..... Simon & Garfunkel или пък Боб Фос и "Ах този джаз". |
| Eто нещо от времената на войната във Виетнам, пускана по Радио Good Morning Saigon -------------------------- In the year 2525 -------------------------- by Zager and Evans - Reached #1 in July of 1969 In the year 2525 If man is still alive If woman can survive they may find In the year 3535 Ain't gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lies Everything you think do and say Is in the pill you took today In the year 4545 You ain't gonna need your teeth won't need your eyes You won't find a thing to chew Nobody's gonna look at you In the year 5555 Your arms hangin' limp at your sides Your legs got nothin' to do Some machine's doing that for you In the year 6565 You won't need no husband, won't need no wife You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too From the bottom of a long glass tube In the year 7510 If God's a comin' He oughta make it by then Maybe He'll look around Himself and say Guess it's time for the judgement day In the year 8510 God is gonna shake His mighty head He'll either say I'm pleased where man has been Or tear it down and start again woh oh In the year 9595 I'm kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive He's takin everything this old earth can give And he ain't put back nothin woh oh Now it's been ten thousand years Man has cried a billion tears For what he never knew Now man's reign is through But through eternal night The twinkling of starlight So very far away Maybe it's only yesterday In the year 2525 If man is still alive If woman can survive, they may find...... |
| Bye bye love Bye bye happiness Hello loneliness I think I'm gonna cry Bye bye love Bye bye sweet caress Hello emptiness I feel like I could die Bye bye my love, goodbye There goes my baby With someone new She sure looks happy I sure am blue She was my baby Till he stepped in Goodbye to romance That might have been I'm through with romance I'm through with love I'm through with counting The stars above And here's the reason That I'm so free My loving baby Is through with me *** Я нещо по-добро - The Sound of Silence (Paul Simon) Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence *** I Am a Rock (Paul Simon) A winter's day- in a deep and dark December I am alone- Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. I've built walls, A fortress deep and mity That none may penetrate I have no need of friendship friendship causes pain It's laughter and loving I disdain I am a rock, I am an island Don't talk of love but I've heard the word before It's sleeping in my memory I won't disturb the slumber of the feelings that have died If I never loved I never would have cried I am a rock, I am an island I have my books and my poetry to protect me I am shielded in my armour Hiding in my room, safe within my womb, I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island And a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries. *** El Condor Pasa (Paul Simon) I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail. Yes I would. If I could, I surely would. I'd rather be a hammer than a nail. Yes I would. If I only could, I surely would. Away, I'd rather sail away Like a swan that's here and gone A man gets tied up to the ground He gives the world Its saddest sound, Its saddest sound. I'd rather be a forest than a street. Yes I would. If I could, I surely would. I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet. Yes I would. If I only could, I surely would. Away... |
| Мисис Робинсън беше я преправил за погребението на бейзболиста Джо ДиМаджо преди десетина години Mrs. Robinson (Paul Simon) And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey – hey hey hey) We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files We’d like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here’ to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey – hey hey hey) Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It’s a little secret, just the Robinson’s affair Most of all you’ve got to hide it from the kids Coo coo ca choo, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey – hey hey hey) Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates’ depate Laugh about it, shout about it When you’ve got to choose Ev’ry way you look at it you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo woo woo) What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson ‘Joltin Joe’ has left and gone away? (Hey hey hey – hey hey hey) *** The Boxer (Paul Simon) I am just a poor boy, though my story’s seldom told. I have squandered my resistance, For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises. All lies and jest. Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest. When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy, In the company of strangers, In the quiet of a railway station, runnin’ scared. Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, Where the ragged people go. Lookin’ for the places, only they would know. Lie-la-lie ... Asking only workman’s wages I come lookin’ for a job, But I get no offers, Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue. I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome, I took some comfort there. Oooh la, la, la ... And the years are rollin’ by me. They are rockin’ evenly. I am older than I once was, and younger than I’ll be. That’s not unusual. It isn’t strange, After changes upon changes, we are more or less the same. After changes, we are more or less the same. Lie-la-lie ... Then I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, Going home, where the new york city winters aren’t bleedin’ me. Leadin’ me, to goin’ home. In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade, And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down, Or cut him ’til he cried out in his anger and his shame, I am leaving, I am leaving. But the fighter still remains. Lie-la-lie ... *** Kathy's Song (Paul Simon) I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To england where my heart lies. My mind’s distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you’re asleep And kiss you when you start your day. And as a song I was writing is left undone I don’t know why I spend my time Writing songs I can’t believe With words that tear and strain to rhyme. And so you see I have come to doubt All that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs The only truth I know is you. And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There but for the grace of you go i. |
Мисис Робинсън е написана май, но не съм сигурна, за филма "Абсолвентът" с Дъстин Хофман, още с жълто около устата, а боксерът е страхотно парче, с много настроение, много свежо, върви в кола, на дълъг път - ободрява. |
Jази тема ми е изключително приятна, не мога да се откъсна от нея, всичките ми любими песни, те са ме придружавали и в радост и в тъга, и с тях всичко е било по-необикновено и по-очарователно. Някои от тях съм слушала буквално хиляди пъти. И са станали част от мен. Сега - за лека нощ, макар и със слънцето на : Beatles Нere comes the sun Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right  Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right |
 Rocky Racoon (Lennon/McCartney) Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon And one day his woman ran off with another guy Hit young rocky in the eye, Rocky didn't like that He said I'm gonna get that boy So one day he walked into town Booked himself a room in the local saloon Rocky raccoon checked into his room Only to find Gideon's bible Rocky had come equipped with a gun To shoot off the legs of his rival His rival it seems had broken his dreams By stealing the girl of his fancy Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil But everyone knew her as Nancy Now she and her man who called himself Dan Were in the next room at the hoe down Rocky burst in and grinning a grin He said Danny boy this is a showdown But Daniel was hot - he drew first and shot And Rocky collapsed in the corner Now the doctor came in stinking of gin And proceeded to lie on the table He said Rocky you met your match And Rocky said, doc it's only a scratch And I?ll be better, I'll be better doc as soon as I am able Now rocky raccoon he fell back in his room Only to find Gideon's bible Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt To help with good Rocky's revival Редактирано от - Чичо Фичо на 23/4/2005 г/ 02:56:36 |