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Johnny Difool
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Croatia
13988 Posts

Member since 21/02/2010

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 00:00:27  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Johnny Difool a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Je T'Aime... Moi Non Plus


[Jane]
Je t'aime je t'aime, oh oui je t'aime
[Serge]
Moi non plus
[Jane]
Oh mon amour
[Serge]
Comme la vague irrésolue
Je vais, je vais et je viens entre tes reins

Je vais et je viens entre tes reins et je me retiens

[Jane]
Je t'aime je t'aime, oh oui je t'aime
[Serge]
Moi non plus
[Jane]
Oh mon amour, tu es la vague, moi l'île nue
Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens entre mes reins
Tu vas et tu viens entre mes reins et je te rejoins


Je t'aime je t'aime, oh oui je t'aime
[Serge]
Moi non plus
[Jane]
Oh mon amour
[Serge]
Comme la vague irrésolue
Je vais, je vais et je viens entre tes reins
Je vais et je viens entre tes reins et je me retiens


[Jane]
Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens entre mes reins
Tu vas et tu viens entre mes reins et je te rejoins


Je t'aime je t'aime, oh oui je t'aime
[Serge]
Moi non plus
[Jane]
Oh mon amour
[Serge]
L'amour physique est sans issue
Je vais je vais et je viens entre tes reins
Je vais et je viens, je me retiens

[Jane]
Non! Maintenant viens.





Ja necu imati s kim ostati mlad ako svi ostarite,
i ta ce mi mladost teško pasti...
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manhunter
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Switzerland
24541 Posts

Member since 17/09/2004

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 07:15:21  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send manhunter a Private Message  Reply with Quote
"Je Suis Malade"

Je ne rêve plus
Je ne fume plus
Je n'ai même plus d'histoire
Je suis seule sans toi
Je suis laide sans toi
Comme une orpheline dans un dortoir
Je n'ai plus envie
De vivre ma vie
Ma vie cesse quand tu pars
Je n'ai plus de vie
Et même mon lit
Se transforme en quai de gare
Quand tu t'en vas

Je suis malade
Complètement malade
Comme quand ma mère sortait le soir
Et qu'elle me laissait seule avec mon désespoir
Je suis malade
Complètement malade
J'arrive on ne sait jamais quand
Tu pars on ne sait jamais où
Et ça va faire bientôt deux ans
Que tu t'en fous

Comme à un rocher
Comme à un péché
Je suis accroché à toi
Je suis fatiguée, je suis épuisée
De faire semblant d'être heureuse
Quand ils sont là
Je bois toutes les nuits
Et tous les whiskys
Pour moi ont le même goût
Et tous les bateaux
Portent ton drapeau
Je ne sais plus où aller tu es partout

Je suis malade
Complètement malade
Je verse mon sang dans ton corps
Et je suis comme un oiseau mort
Quand toi tu dors
Je suis malade
Parfaitement malade
Tu m'as privée de tous mes chants
Tu m'as vidée de tous mes mots
Pourtant moi j'avais du talent
Avant ta peau

Cet amour me tue
Si ça continue
Je crèverai seule avec moi
Près de ma radio
Comme un gosse idiot
Écoutant ma propre voix qui chantera

Je suis malade
Complètement malade
Comme quand ma mère sortait le soir
Et qu'elle me laissait seule avec mon désespoir
Je suis malade
C'est ça
Je suis malade
Tu m'as privée de tous mes chants
Tu m'as vidée de tous mes mots
Et j'ai le coeur complètement malade
Cerné de barricades
T'endends
Je suis malade

I am legion. I do not forget. I do not forgive.

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Poli
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Slovenia
37276 Posts

Member since 26/10/2007

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 09:10:23  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Poli a Private Message  Reply with Quote

Da ne bude sve samo ozbiljno ...


Krankšvester - Disko Rak




Ref.
Necu prestat cagat'
sve dok ne umrem od raka
disko raka, motherfucker

Bas me briga sto sam takav
disko floor ce za mnom plakat'
za mnom plakat, motherfucker

Jedva cekam subotu jer picimo u disko
cijeli tjedan sljakam kao crnac, trebam odmor hitno
stalno mobitel mi zvoni, ekipa pita sta cu cugat'
ja cu apsint, ti ces konjak, on ce donijet' nest' za pljugat'

Rugat' idemo se van, prije toga u moj stan
zderat cemo gljive, takav sjeban cekat' dan
krecemo do kluba jer me ceka plesni podij
kad me vide svi unutra, odmah nude nest za popit'

Roknem jednu kratku s nogu i zategnem si pertle
pocnem svoju cagu na hit od David Guette
nadje se i kreten koji zeli sa mnom betlat'
kad mi vidis prvi korak care, morat ces odjebat'

Bolje odi mi po cugu, nemo's nista kad me krene
volim kad svi naprave krug oko mene
skinuo sam kosulju i sad sam gol do pasa
nakon sedam sati cage znojan, ceka me terasa

Ref.

Cijeli tjedan radimo i molimo se Kristu
u subotu nas nadji kako plesemo u disku
domovina je tamo gdje je zabava i ples
pokopaj me na floor-u, nek' mi tamo bude lijes

Obuk'o sam svoje disko patike pa moram
bustati taj move i postati kralj floor-a
ne bih mog'o zivjet' da mi neko uzme disko
odmah bi' se ubio na drogu, novce spisk'o

Mor'o bih se upucat' u srce noz si zabit'
jer sto je nekom kisik, za mene je clubbing

Ref.

Necu prestat cagat' ni da otpadnu mi noge
k'o sto nisam prest'o zderat' kad sam ost'o bez zubi od droge
samo poslusaj me Boze, imam jednu jedinu zelju
a to je, da posjetim svaki disko klub na ovom planetu

Ples je moja vjera, plesni podij kao crkva
sto je fratru crna halja, to su za mene hlace mrkva
daj DJ-u budi prijatelj, ispovijedaj mi dusu
rec' cu ti sa pokretima stvari sto me mucu

Kad sam bio dijete, rekao sam tati
DJ mi je otac, a klub je kao mati
tu sam diplomirao, smjer diskologija
Sett je disko zvijer, kralj plesnog podija

Da me pitas sto bih radje, ples'o ili dis'o
rek'o bih ti brate, meni je to isto

Ref.



Anything is possible dec d uej
Be the Change You Want to See

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Hrvojek
Starting Member

31 Posts

Member since 06/11/2014

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 10:23:37  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Hrvojek a Private Message  Reply with Quote
LED ZEPPELIN
No Quarter

Close the door, put out the light.
You know they won't be home tonight.
The snow falls hard and don't you know?
The winds of Thor are blowing cold.
They're wearing steel that's bright and true
They carry news that must get through.


They choose the path where no-one goes.


They hold no quarter.


Walking side by side with death, The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot that's slow, The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through, To build a dream for me and you


They choose the path where no-one goes.


They hold no quarter. They ask no quarter.
The pain, the pain without quarter.
They ask no quarter.
The dogs of doom are howling more!
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DODSFERD
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Pitcairn Island
29953 Posts

Member since 14/03/2014

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 13:23:18  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send DODSFERD a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Skoro sve sa Death albuma Individual Thought Patterns, kao što bi Chuck rekao u naslovnoj stvari Where is the invisible line that we must draw to create individual thought patterns.
Da previše ne filozofiram (iako zadnja stvar nosi takvo ime) svi tekstovi s albuma su ovdje http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/death/individualthoughtpatterns.html
I za kraj klasika.


Sinaitakala Tu'imatamoana 'i Fanakavakilangi Fakafanua
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zackoljicofil
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211 Posts

Member since 10/04/2016

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 19:17:04  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send zackoljicofil a Private Message  Reply with Quote
quote:
Originally posted by DODSFERD

Skoro sve sa Death albuma Individual Thought Patterns, kao što bi Chuck rekao u naslovnoj stvari Where is the invisible line that we must draw to create individual thought patterns.
Da previše ne filozofiram (iako zadnja stvar nosi takvo ime) svi tekstovi s albuma su ovdje http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/death/individualthoughtpatterns.html
I za kraj klasika.






Ovo je jače
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DODSFERD
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Pitcairn Island
29953 Posts

Member since 14/03/2014

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 21:23:36  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send DODSFERD a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Čuo sam tu stvar prije nekoliko godina, samo ne znam zašto je bend toliko ljut na mađarsku privrednu komoru.

Sinaitakala Tu'imatamoana 'i Fanakavakilangi Fakafanua
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Sneaksie Thiefsie
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4199 Posts

Member since 22/04/2008

Posted - 26/09/2016 : 22:39:37  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Sneaksie Thiefsie a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Ivan Mládek - Jožin z bažin

Jedu takhle tábořit
Škodou 100 na Oravu
Spěchám, proto riskuji,
projíždím přes Moravu
Řádí tam to strašidlo,
vystupuje z bažin,
žere hlavně Pražáky,
jmenuje se Jožin!

Jožin z bažin
močálem se plíží,
Jožin z bažin
k vesnici se blíží,
Jožin z bažin
už si zuby brousí,
Jožin z bažin
kouše, saje, rdousí.
Na Jožina z bažin,
koho by to napadlo,
platí jen a pouze
práškovací letadlo.

Projížděl jsem dědinou
cestou na Vizovice,
přivítal mě předseda,
řek mi u Slivovice,
živého či mrtvého
Jožina kdo přivede,
tomu já dám za ženu
dcéru a půl JZD.

Jožin z bažin
močálem se plíží,
Jožin z bažin
k vesnici se blíží,
Jožin z bažin
už si zuby brousí,
Jožin z bažin
kouše, saje, rdousí.
Na Jožina z bažin,
koho by to napadlo,
platí jen a pouze
práškovací letadlo

Říkám: Dej mi, předsedo,
letadlo a prášek,
Jožina ti přivedu,
nevidím v tom háček.
Předseda mi vyhověl,
ráno jsem se vznesl,
na Jožina z letadla
prášek pěkně klesl.

Jožin z bažin
už je celý bílý,
Jožin z bažin
z močálu ven pílí,
Jožin z bažin,
dostal se na kámen,
Jožin z bažin,
tady je s ním ámen!
Jožina jsem dohnal,
už ho držím, johoho,
dobré každé love,
prodám já ho do ZOO.


Dar Williams - The Christians & The Pagans


Amber called her uncle
Said, "We're up here for the holiday
Jane and I were having solstice
Now we need a place to stay"

And her Christ-loving uncle
Watched his wife hang Mary on a tree
He watched his son hang candy canes
All made with red dye number three

He told his niece, "It's Christmas eve
I know our life is not your style"
She said, "Christmas is like solstice
And we miss you and it's been awhile"

So the Christians and the pagans
Sat together at the table
Finding faith and common ground
The best that they were able

And just before the meal was served
Hands were held and prayers were said
Sending hope for peace on earth
To all their Gods and Goddesses

The food was great, the tree plugged in
The meal had gone without a hitch
Till Timmy turned to Amber and said
"Is it true that you're a witch?"

His mom jumped up and said
"The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen
And it was Jane who spoke, she said
"It's true, your cousin's not a Christian"

"But we love trees, we love the snow
The friends we have, the world we share
And you find magic from your God
And we find magic everywhere"

So the Christians and the pagans
Sat together at the table
Finding faith and common ground
The best that they were able

And where does magic come from?
I think magic's in the learning
'Cause now when Christians sit with pagans
Only pumpkin pies are burning

When Amber tried to do the dishes
Her aunt said, "Really no, don't bother"
Amber's uncle saw how Amber looked like
Tim and like her father

He thought about his brother
How they hadn't spoken in a year
He thought he'd call him up and say
"It's Christmas and your daughter's here"

He thought of fathers, sons and brothers
Saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying
"Can I be a pagan?" dad said
"We'll discuss it when they leave"

So the Christians and the pagans
Sat together at the table
Finding faith and common ground
The best that they were able

Lighting trees in darkness
Learning new ways from the old
And making sense of history
And drawing warmth out of the cold








Edited by - Sneaksie Thiefsie on 26/09/2016 22:40:28
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Beva
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Bosnia and Herzegovina
5609 Posts

Member since 04/06/2007

Posted - 04/10/2016 : 13:35:12  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Beva a Private Message  Reply with Quote
quote:
Originally posted by Mrkva

Jako mushy, ali i osobno za sve nas koji smo nekoga izgubili (disclaimer zbog mushynessa EDIT: vjerojatno mushinessa, kao happiness, a ne happyness):

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March, on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

All the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

All the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes




Ova mi je Sufjanova još bolja, pjesmu je napisao nakon razgovora s majkom koja je umirala u bolnici, a koja ga je napustila kao dijete:

The evil it spread like a fever ahead
It was night when you died, my firefly
What could I have said to raise you from the dead?
Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?

"Well you do enough talk
My little hawk, why do you cry?
Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
Or the Fourth of July?
We’re all gonna die"
Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head
Was it all a disguise, like Junior High
Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction
Now, where am I? My fading supply

"Did you get enough love, my little dove
Why do you cry?
And I’m sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right
My little Versailles"

The hospital asked should the body be cast
Before I say goodbye, my star in the sky
Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth
Do you find it all right, my dragonfly?

"Shall we look at the moon, my little loon
Why do you cry?
Make the most of your life, while it is rife
While it is light

Well you do enough talk
My little hawk, why do you cry?
Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
Or the Fourth of July?
We’re all gonna die"

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Beva
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Bosnia and Herzegovina
5609 Posts

Member since 04/06/2007

Posted - 04/10/2016 : 13:43:53  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Beva a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Inače, od domaćih klasika, Štulić:

Kad fazani lete

Zašto tražiš karizmu u sebi punjena ptico
mogućnost prosvijećenosti
razdvaja te u beskraj od žudnje za misijom
miris zemlje
koncentrični krugovi gluposti i neznanja
kao prstenje
ono dalje ne razumijem
izgleda mi da je mrtva straža

rekoh sebi
moj bože koliko demagogije sustavno poređane u artiljerijske salve
koliko pokradenih misli iza koji ne stoji ništa osim
mržnje
sujete
vlasti
i koliko pokvarenosti treba da se izlije pred naše noge
i kako je do neprepoznavanja dovedena suština prevare

i rijeka nije bila rijeka u samom početku
i nije nužno da ne bude ponornica do kraja
što se događa kad mrtvi fazani lete iznad naših glava
kad mrtvi fazani lete
a nijedan ne pada
I što se događa kad očajanje zahvati ljude
kad očajanje neumitno prelazi u kajanje
gledajući iz daljine konture na sceni
padaju mi na pamet vodene boje
umazane ruke
brzo se peru



Hladan kao led

krenuo sam u vienu
da pronađem svoju djevu
nisam znao što da radim
išao sam tamo prvi put

hladan kao led
ubilo me beznađe

austrija zemlja teška
za hodače sivih cesta
klasni mir i takve trice
ustajala žabokrečina

hladan kao led
ubilo me beznađe

stara viena dobro ime ima
lijepo ime koje znaju svi
al' djevojke na ulicama ničemu ne vrijede
i kriplovi su česti i svakodnevna stvar
rekoh spasi bože oesterreich

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Beva
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Bosnia and Herzegovina
5609 Posts

Member since 04/06/2007

Posted - 04/10/2016 : 13:53:28  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Beva a Private Message  Reply with Quote
I jedan od najboljih mi Štulićevih tekstova, samo mi prva četiri stiha i nisu baš nešto, ali na sve nakon toga se naježim:

3N

zbog čega primatima nikada ne isključuju elektriku
oni u principu ionako rijetko čitaju
a i to što čitaju krive stvari čitaju
pa zašto im onda ne isključuju elektriku
želite li dobro svojoj djeci
zaslužni
želite li možda najbolje
ne
ja treniram da gađam
ne
ja treniram da mrzim
ne
ja treniram da slušam
ponekad sam usamljen
a i plašim se
držim te na stolu
gospode

sanjao sam fini party
mnogo ljudi
nigdje žandara
sanjao sam sretna lica
dugo nisam takva gledao
znam za smijeh
zbog čega da se smijem
znam za ples
nikom se ne pleše
znam za noć
vidim
tu je oko mene
kao nesreća na putu
kao život
ili
smrt

ja se zovem pola horvat ljubila sam mrtvog čovjeka
stigao je po zadatku cijelo vrijeme sam ga čekala
proljeće ili možda jesen
ne znam
sjećam se gorjele su svijeće
a ruke njegove tako muške i prozračne
kao putokaz za nešto
za logor
ili
smrt

prisjećam se mnogih stvari ali pamtim jedan doživljaj
by the way
nisam bio krupna zvjerka morao sam ići do kraja
bila je tako lijepa te večeri
kao kad tamna voda izvire
kao kad neobično zabljesne
kao izvještaj centrali
kao udar
sudbina

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Johnny Difool
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Croatia
13988 Posts

Member since 21/02/2010

Posted - 27/10/2016 : 22:24:38  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Johnny Difool a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Dalmatino povišću pritrujena


Izlizana Bašćanska tavuleta rvackeg ditinjevanja,
zaudobjeni friži glagojaški serpentini;
isfrolani patakuni, žurke i kadeni.
Izlizani Ideali i misali po rvackin oputinan;
sokolaški procesjuni, pricešćeni demonštracjuni
od taverni, do taverni!
Svitlosju kerv častna vikovični terpećemu
naslidovati pogerda Balkanike.


Pute, laze pizon dubli tovari,
gustirne žedne mijun sići i lati;
konkulana škina težakov
od motik po žurnatin,
žurnatin pritrujena!


Prage kalet žnjutin dubli Puntari,
naboj dalmatine rebati na drači,
kroz kadene dicu čičan pasli,
a judi driti ka kolone;
Dalmatino povišću pritrujena!


Intradu pravice s tilin štrukali
Dalmatino povišću pritrujena!
Rod puntarski resa na drači;
Dalmatino povišću pritrujena!
Ditinstvon gladnin povist štukali;
Dalmatino povišću pritrujena!
Kroz kadene dicu čičan pasli,
a judi driti ka kolone,
Dalmatino povišću pritrujena!






Ja necu imati s kim ostati mlad ako svi ostarite,
i ta ce mi mladost teško pasti...

Edited by - Johnny Difool on 28/10/2016 09:15:32
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Johnny Difool
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Croatia
13988 Posts

Member since 21/02/2010

Posted - 27/10/2016 : 22:28:21  Show Profile Show Extended Profile  Send Johnny Difool a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Čudesno. Fantastičnom Josipu Gendi ne mogu odoljeti.





Ja necu imati s kim ostati mlad ako svi ostarite,
i ta ce mi mladost teško pasti...
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