KoRn - Coming undone
Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't affect me
That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Please strike
Be deliberate
Wait
I'm coming undone
Irate
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Choke choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
Getting me in the end
They're out to get me
Since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet sugar gun
Does not protect me
That's right
Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now
I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like i'm not getting better
Not getting better
Päivän laulu
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aimohaiku
Viikate - Uurastaja
Kuusimetsää kuusisataa
Seitsemän vain katajaa
Heti perään tuhatkunta
Kahdeksatta apajaa
Jos ei unen päästä saa,
on maattava siis väkisin
Tämän kohdan hieman toisin näkisin
Ei tule taakkaa, jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
lepää harteillain jo harras kirkkomaa
Uutterasti uutta päivää
Samat silmät sulattaa
Kaivot sekä kirveet aion
hamaan loppuun unohtaa
Naulat neljän tuumamitan
lyöty pajavasaroin
Haukan katse hanskojani vartioi
Ei tule taakkaa, jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
Harteillain matalaa, jo kirkkomaata matalaa
Kannan orret, kurkihirret, ristit öljymäkien
kunnes laulu viimeisten käkien minutkin tavoittaa
Tavoittaa
Ei tule taakkaa, jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
lepää harteillain jo harras kirkkomaa
Ei tule taakkaa jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
Kaiken peittää alleen marras kirkkomaa
Kuusimetsää kuusisataa
Seitsemän vain katajaa
Heti perään tuhatkunta
Kahdeksatta apajaa
Jos ei unen päästä saa,
on maattava siis väkisin
Tämän kohdan hieman toisin näkisin
Ei tule taakkaa, jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
lepää harteillain jo harras kirkkomaa
Uutterasti uutta päivää
Samat silmät sulattaa
Kaivot sekä kirveet aion
hamaan loppuun unohtaa
Naulat neljän tuumamitan
lyöty pajavasaroin
Haukan katse hanskojani vartioi
Ei tule taakkaa, jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
Harteillain matalaa, jo kirkkomaata matalaa
Kannan orret, kurkihirret, ristit öljymäkien
kunnes laulu viimeisten käkien minutkin tavoittaa
Tavoittaa
Ei tule taakkaa, jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
lepää harteillain jo harras kirkkomaa
Ei tule taakkaa jota pystyisi en kantamaan
ei ole lohkaretta, eikä murikkaa
Viimein kun kovettumat kouristani katoaa
Kaiken peittää alleen marras kirkkomaa
Roisin Murphy - Primitive
From the primordial soom
Out of the dim and the bloom we came
We are animal
By any of the name
From the primordial soom
Out of the dim and the bloom we came
We are animal
One on broken chain
I need to cut you out of your cave, man
I need to let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I'm gonna show you I ain't got no game playing
Out from under a rock
From a prehistoric sea we crawl
We are animal
Animal one and all
Out from under a rock
From the prehistoric sea we came
We are animal
Animal one on broken chain
I know what you're searching for
I pray that you find it on the instinct
I, I don't need you hurt in boy
Animalistic
I need to cut you out of your cave, man
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
I need to get you out of your cave, man
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
If you call out tonight
And hear the call of the wild reply
You are animal
Animal not so deep inside
If you call out in vain
Everyone of us just the same
We are animal
Dare not speak its name
I know what you're searching for
I pray that you find it on the instinct
I, I don't need you hurt in boy
Animalistic
I need to get you out of your cave, man (primitive)
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
Primitive love for me
I need to get you out of your cave, man (primitive)
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
Primitive love for me
From the primordial soom
Out of the dim and the bloom we came
We are animal
By any of the name
From the primordial soom
Out of the dim and the bloom we came
We are animal
One on broken chain
I need to cut you out of your cave, man
I need to let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I'm gonna show you I ain't got no game playing
Out from under a rock
From a prehistoric sea we crawl
We are animal
Animal one and all
Out from under a rock
From the prehistoric sea we came
We are animal
Animal one on broken chain
I know what you're searching for
I pray that you find it on the instinct
I, I don't need you hurt in boy
Animalistic
I need to cut you out of your cave, man
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
I need to get you out of your cave, man
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
If you call out tonight
And hear the call of the wild reply
You are animal
Animal not so deep inside
If you call out in vain
Everyone of us just the same
We are animal
Dare not speak its name
I know what you're searching for
I pray that you find it on the instinct
I, I don't need you hurt in boy
Animalistic
I need to get you out of your cave, man (primitive)
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
Primitive love for me
I need to get you out of your cave, man (primitive)
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
Primitive love for me
Scott Walker: Next
Naked as sin, an army towel
Covering my belly
Some of us blush, somehow
Knees turning to jelly
Next, next
I was still just a kid
There were a hundred like me
I followed a naked body
A naked body follwed me
next, next
I was still just a kid
When my innocence was lost
In a mobile army whorehouse
Gift from the army, free of cost
Next, next
Me, I really would have liked
A little touch of tenderness
Maybe a word, a smile
Some instant happiness
But no no, next, next
Oh, it wasn't so tragic
The high heavens did not fall
But how much of that time
I hated being there at all
Next, next Now I always will recall
The brothel truck, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant who slapped
Our asses as if we were fags
Next, you're next
I swear on the wet head
Of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice
That I forever hear
Next, next
That voice that stinks
of corpses and of mud
It is the voice of nations
It is the thick voice of blood
Next, next
And since the each woman
I have taken to bed
Seems to laugh in my arms
To whisper through my head
Next, next
All the naked and the dead
Should hold each other's hands
As they watch me scream at night
In a dream no one can understand
Next, next
And when I am not screaming
In a voice grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines
Of the following and the followed
Next, next
One day I'll cut my legs off
Or burn myself alive
Anything, I'll do anything
To get out of line just to survive
Never to be next
Oh, never to be next.
Naked as sin, an army towel
Covering my belly
Some of us blush, somehow
Knees turning to jelly
Next, next
I was still just a kid
There were a hundred like me
I followed a naked body
A naked body follwed me
next, next
I was still just a kid
When my innocence was lost
In a mobile army whorehouse
Gift from the army, free of cost
Next, next
Me, I really would have liked
A little touch of tenderness
Maybe a word, a smile
Some instant happiness
But no no, next, next
Oh, it wasn't so tragic
The high heavens did not fall
But how much of that time
I hated being there at all
Next, next Now I always will recall
The brothel truck, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant who slapped
Our asses as if we were fags
Next, you're next
I swear on the wet head
Of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice
That I forever hear
Next, next
That voice that stinks
of corpses and of mud
It is the voice of nations
It is the thick voice of blood
Next, next
And since the each woman
I have taken to bed
Seems to laugh in my arms
To whisper through my head
Next, next
All the naked and the dead
Should hold each other's hands
As they watch me scream at night
In a dream no one can understand
Next, next
And when I am not screaming
In a voice grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines
Of the following and the followed
Next, next
One day I'll cut my legs off
Or burn myself alive
Anything, I'll do anything
To get out of line just to survive
Never to be next
Oh, never to be next.
James Brown - It's a man's man's man's world
This is a man's world, this is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
You see, mn made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the trains to carry heavy loads
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
This is a man's, a man's, a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
Man thinks about a little baby girls and a baby boys
Man makes then happy 'cause man makes them toys
And after man has made everything, everything he can
You know that man makes money to buy from other man
This is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
He's lost in the world of man
He's lost in bitterness
This is a man's world, this is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
You see, mn made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the trains to carry heavy loads
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
This is a man's, a man's, a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
Man thinks about a little baby girls and a baby boys
Man makes then happy 'cause man makes them toys
And after man has made everything, everything he can
You know that man makes money to buy from other man
This is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
He's lost in the world of man
He's lost in bitterness
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prosessi
Saint Etienne - Stop and think it over
Had to take a train
And get out of the rain
Time to stop, think it over
Another cup a coffee
But i'm feeling the same
Gotta stop, think it over
Could he be a lover
I don't know what to say
Could he be a friend
I'm so unsure
Could you find another
Could it be a solution
Come and go, maybe tomorrow
Draw the curtains tight
It doesnt feed in the cold
Time to stop, think it over
My perfect city, see it turning to gold
Had to stop, think it over
Could he be a lover
I need a little more time
Could he be a friend
Just a week or so
Could you find another
Mmm, I can't play that game
I don't know if i'm coming or going
Could he be a lover
I've travelled all this way
Could he be a friend
Well, I want more
Could you find another
There's a ship in the ocean
Another day, feel like it could float away
Feel like it float away
Had to take a train
And get out of the rain
Time to stop, think it over
Another cup a coffee
But i'm feeling the same
Gotta stop, think it over
Could he be a lover
I don't know what to say
Could he be a friend
I'm so unsure
Could you find another
Could it be a solution
Come and go, maybe tomorrow
Draw the curtains tight
It doesnt feed in the cold
Time to stop, think it over
My perfect city, see it turning to gold
Had to stop, think it over
Could he be a lover
I need a little more time
Could he be a friend
Just a week or so
Could you find another
Mmm, I can't play that game
I don't know if i'm coming or going
Could he be a lover
I've travelled all this way
Could he be a friend
Well, I want more
Could you find another
There's a ship in the ocean
Another day, feel like it could float away
Feel like it float away
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prosessi
Leonard Cohen - Anthem
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring ...
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring ...
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
New Model Army - Sex (The Black Angel)
Look at my eyes - you know what it is
I want you, I want you
The way your body moves beneath that dress
And all the nights I've spent away alone in sleeplessness
It's a hunger that we can fill
Racing, racing
And every nerve tingles with it
I want you, I want you
You know the way that I can make you feel
Of all the faces in the crowd, there's only you
Pull down your hair a little
Open up your mouth a little
You're beautiful, you're the best
This feeling that you know oh so well
Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell
And I want you now
Driving down
Driving down
Into the fires
Every stretch and move is like a dream
Eating, biting, scratching
And all there is, is these racing pulses
And the breathing
Forget all the lies that they gave to you
Believe in this 'cause how could this feeling not be true
Driving down
Look at my eyes - you know what it is
I want you, I want you
The way your body moves beneath that dress
And all the nights I've spent away alone in sleeplessness
It's a hunger that we can fill
Racing, racing
And every nerve tingles with it
I want you, I want you
You know the way that I can make you feel
Of all the faces in the crowd, there's only you
Pull down your hair a little
Open up your mouth a little
You're beautiful, you're the best
This feeling that you know oh so well
Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell
And I want you now
Driving down
Driving down
Into the fires
Every stretch and move is like a dream
Eating, biting, scratching
And all there is, is these racing pulses
And the breathing
Forget all the lies that they gave to you
Believe in this 'cause how could this feeling not be true
Driving down
"Elämä on kuin pornoelokuva - silloin tällöin panemista ja niissä väleissä ihan täyttä paskaa."
Joy Division - Love will tear us apart
When the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions wont grow
And were changing our ways,
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again
Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
Our respect run so dry?
Yet theres still this appeal
That weve kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again
Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just cant function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again
When the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions wont grow
And were changing our ways,
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again
Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
Our respect run so dry?
Yet theres still this appeal
That weve kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again
Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just cant function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again
Čechomor - Slunéčko
Slunéčko zachodí za Janovu horu
A už bude večer, chvála Pánu Bohu
Slunéčko zachodí za veliký kámen
a moje srdénko zahoří jak plamen
Zahoří zahoří bolesťú na dlúze
že moja frajárka do večera umře
Zkazujú zkazujú do širého pola
mú milú nezralú Smrtolka dostala
Už nám ta děvinka už nám zahynula
neščasná láska ta ju ukosila
Slunéčko zachodí za Janovu horu
A už bude večer, chvála Pánu Bohu
Jaa, että mitä tarkoittaa? Ei haisuakaan, mutta biisi on ihana :)
Slunéčko zachodí za Janovu horu
A už bude večer, chvála Pánu Bohu
Slunéčko zachodí za veliký kámen
a moje srdénko zahoří jak plamen
Zahoří zahoří bolesťú na dlúze
že moja frajárka do večera umře
Zkazujú zkazujú do širého pola
mú milú nezralú Smrtolka dostala
Už nám ta děvinka už nám zahynula
neščasná láska ta ju ukosila
Slunéčko zachodí za Janovu horu
A už bude večer, chvála Pánu Bohu
Jaa, että mitä tarkoittaa? Ei haisuakaan, mutta biisi on ihana :)
"Elämä on kuin pornoelokuva - silloin tällöin panemista ja niissä väleissä ihan täyttä paskaa."
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prosessi
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Bliss
Deep Purple - Soldier of Fortune
I have often told you stories about the way
I lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand and sing you songs
And may be you would say
Come lay with me and love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune.
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old when nights were cold
I wondered without you
Those days I thought my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here.
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
of a windmill going round
I guess I'll always be
a soldier of fortune.
I guess I'll always be
a soldier of fortune.
I have often told you stories about the way
I lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand and sing you songs
And may be you would say
Come lay with me and love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune.
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old when nights were cold
I wondered without you
Those days I thought my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here.
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
of a windmill going round
I guess I'll always be
a soldier of fortune.
I guess I'll always be
a soldier of fortune.
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BettyB.
PMMP - Oo siellä jossain mun
Sanot, että joskus vuosien päästä
meillä on aikaa niin paljon,
että voidaan heittäytyä siihen kellumaan
Viedään kaksoset Turun linnaan
ja katsellaan ohi lipuvaa ruotsinlaivaa
Se on matkalla Tukholmaan
kannella muitakin, joilla on aikaa
Odotanko turhaan sua sittenkin?
Mitä jos vaan käy niin kuin muillekin?
Välimatka piinaa ja painaa mua
kuka päättää, ketkä saa onnistua?
Oo siellä jossain mun
Olen taas kattanut lautaset kahdelle
huvikseen vaan
vaikka tiedän, että kolmeen viikkoon
et oo kotonakaan
Rakastatko mua vielä, kun olen ruttuinen
Kultaisin ilta-aurinko
maalaa maailmaan meidätkin
kauniimmin
Odotanko turhaan sua sittenkin?
Mitä jos vaan käy niin kuin muillekin?
Välimatka piinaa ja painaa mua
kuka päättää, ketkä saa onnistua?
Oo siellä jossain mun
Linja on huono nyt
Soita taas huomenna
Sanot, että joskus vuosien päästä
meillä on aikaa niin paljon,
että voidaan heittäytyä siihen kellumaan
Viedään kaksoset Turun linnaan
ja katsellaan ohi lipuvaa ruotsinlaivaa
Se on matkalla Tukholmaan
kannella muitakin, joilla on aikaa
Odotanko turhaan sua sittenkin?
Mitä jos vaan käy niin kuin muillekin?
Välimatka piinaa ja painaa mua
kuka päättää, ketkä saa onnistua?
Oo siellä jossain mun
Olen taas kattanut lautaset kahdelle
huvikseen vaan
vaikka tiedän, että kolmeen viikkoon
et oo kotonakaan
Rakastatko mua vielä, kun olen ruttuinen
Kultaisin ilta-aurinko
maalaa maailmaan meidätkin
kauniimmin
Odotanko turhaan sua sittenkin?
Mitä jos vaan käy niin kuin muillekin?
Välimatka piinaa ja painaa mua
kuka päättää, ketkä saa onnistua?
Oo siellä jossain mun
Linja on huono nyt
Soita taas huomenna
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prosessi
Sama päivä vain jatkuu ja jatkuu
Patricia Kaas - Entrer dans la lumière
Entrer dans la lumière
Comme un insecte fou
Respirer la poussière
Vous venir a genoux
Redécouvrir ma voix
En être encore capable
Devenir quelquefois
Un rêve insaisissable
Toucher des musiciens
Sourire à des visages
A quatre heures du matin
N'être plus qu'une image
Etre là de passage
Sans avoir rendez-vous
Avoir tous les courages
De me donner à vous
Et vous laisser venir
Comme un amant magique
Et vous ensevelir
Sous mon cri de musique
Patricia Kaas - Entrer dans la lumière
Entrer dans la lumière
Comme un insecte fou
Respirer la poussière
Vous venir a genoux
Redécouvrir ma voix
En être encore capable
Devenir quelquefois
Un rêve insaisissable
Toucher des musiciens
Sourire à des visages
A quatre heures du matin
N'être plus qu'une image
Etre là de passage
Sans avoir rendez-vous
Avoir tous les courages
De me donner à vous
Et vous laisser venir
Comme un amant magique
Et vous ensevelir
Sous mon cri de musique
Pölyä hengittää kertojaminä, ei siis hyönteinen, joka on vain hullu ja halajaa valoon.prosessi kirjoitti:Patricia Kaas - Entrer dans la lumière
Olen ehkä ymmärtänyt sanat väärin, sen verran heikkoa tuo historiaan haihtunut ranskankielentaitoni, mutta pölyä hengittävät vinksahtaneet hyönteiset kuulostavat mukavilta.
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En olisi halunnut olla oikeassa epäilyni suhteen, mutta toisaalta, vaikka oma tulkintani ehkä onkin virallisesti väärä, taidan pitäytyä siinä. Ajattelin nimittäin jutun niin, että kertojaminä on huomannut pääsevänsä valoon vain sisäistämällä miksi hullu hyönteinen halajaa valoon. Siksi liitin hyönteisenä olemisenkin kertojaan, enkä irralliseksi ilmiöksi. Kuvittelen, että jos se hyönteinen olisi vain hullu, ei sitä olisi mainittu ollenkaan.Vadim kirjoitti:Pölyä hengittää kertojaminä, ei siis hyönteinen, joka on vain hullu ja halajaa valoon.prosessi kirjoitti:Patricia Kaas - Entrer dans la lumière
Olen ehkä ymmärtänyt sanat väärin, sen verran heikkoa tuo historiaan haihtunut ranskankielentaitoni, mutta pölyä hengittävät vinksahtaneet hyönteiset kuulostavat mukavilta.
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J. Karjalainen - Niin monta vuotta
Niin monta vuotta olen miettinyt sanoja
jotka vain sulle sanoisin
Niin monta vuotta olen salaa toivonut
että joskus ne voisin sanoa
Ja nyt kun tulit luokseni
en sanokaan yhtään mitään
Niin monta vuotta olen miettinyt laulua
jonka vain sulle laulaisin
Laulu on valmis ja sinä olet luonani
mutta miksi kitara ei soi?
Enkä laula yhtään mitään
mä tahdon olla vain ihan hiljaa
Nyt vasta huomaan kuinka paljon voi sanoa
sen kerroit mulle ilman sanoja
Suulla on aikaa laulaa lauluja
käsillä on aikaa vielä soittaa kitaraa
Ja nyt en puhu enää mitään
mä tahdon olla vain ihan hiljaa
Niin monta vuotta olen miettinyt sanoja
jotka vain sulle sanoisin
Niin monta vuotta olen salaa toivonut
että joskus ne voisin sanoa
Ja nyt kun tulit luokseni
en sanokaan yhtään mitään
Niin monta vuotta olen miettinyt laulua
jonka vain sulle laulaisin
Laulu on valmis ja sinä olet luonani
mutta miksi kitara ei soi?
Enkä laula yhtään mitään
mä tahdon olla vain ihan hiljaa
Nyt vasta huomaan kuinka paljon voi sanoa
sen kerroit mulle ilman sanoja
Suulla on aikaa laulaa lauluja
käsillä on aikaa vielä soittaa kitaraa
Ja nyt en puhu enää mitään
mä tahdon olla vain ihan hiljaa
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Ella Fitzgerald - It's Only a Paper Moon
I never feel a thing is real
When I'm away from you
Out of your embrace
The world's a temporary parking place
A bubble for a minute
You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in it
Say, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it's only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played in a penny arcade
It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
I never feel a thing is real
When I'm away from you
Out of your embrace
The world's a temporary parking place
A bubble for a minute
You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in it
Say, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it's only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played in a penny arcade
It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me