I want You...

01.12.06, 20:05
Guilty undertaker sighs
Lonely organ grinder cries
Silver saxophone say I
I should refuse you
Cracked bells and washed out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
It's not that way
I wasn't born to lose you

I want you
I want you
I want you
So bad

Drunken politicians leap
Under the streets where mothers weep
Saviours lying fast asleep
They wait for you
I wait for them to interrupt me
Drinking from my broken cup
And ask for me
To open up the gate for you

I want you
I want you
I want you
So bad

All my fathers, they've gone down
True love, they live without it
    • Gość: KbS Re: I want You... IP: *.neoplus.adsl.tpnet.pl 02.12.06, 17:03
      I never forget you
      I never be with you
      Dont bring me flovers
      any more
      __
      wklejanki, mazanki,wydzieranki
    • lymie Re: I want You... 02.12.06, 17:21
      It was the day the sun's ray had turned pale
      with pity for the suffering of his Maker
      when I was caught, and I put up no fight,
      my lady, for your lovely eyes had bound me.

      It seemed no time to be on guard against
      Love's blows; therefore, I went my way
      secure and fearless—so, all my misfortunes
      began in midst of universal woe.

      Love found me all disarmed and found the way
      was clear to reach my heart down through the eyes
      which have become the halls and doors of tears.

      It seems to me it did him little honour
      to wound me with his arrow in my state
      and to you, armed, not show his bow at all.

      may be not?:))
      Petraca
      • exman Re: I want You... 03.12.06, 12:22
        Super, dobry pomysł, Petrarca obok Dylana...tyle wieków ich dzieliło a tylko
        innym językiem pisali.
        • kwasna_cytryna Re: I want You... 03.12.06, 13:20
          Green, how I want you green,
          green wind, green branches.
          The two friends climbed up.
          The stiff wind left
          in their mouths, a strange taste
          of bile, of mint, and of basil
          My friend, where is she--tell me--
          where is your bitter girl?
          How many times she waited for you!
          How many times would she wait for you,
          cool face, black hair,
          on this green balcony!

          F.G. Lorca
    • kobietabezserca Re: I want You... 03.12.06, 02:27

      > I want you
      >
      >
      > Drinking from my broken cup((
      > And ask for me

      >
      > I want you
      > I want you
      > I want you
      > So bad
      >
      > All my fathers, they've gone down
      > True love, they live without it

      jesli TRUE - to nie bede pila z niemytego kubka
      true LOVE
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