Teksty które zwalają mnie z nóg:)

[ilhan]

Jest ich wiele, ale teraz akurat słucham Stone Roses i te dwa są chyba
niezłe...

"Until the sky turns green
And the grass is several shades of blue
Every member of parliament trips on glue" (Song For My Sugar Spun Sister)

"Kiss me where the sun don't shine
The past was yours, but the future's mine" (She Bangs The Drums)

[jmarr]

Morrissey - istna kopalnia tego typu tekstów, poza tym The Monochrome Set,
szczególnie dwie pierwsze płyty, np. coś w stylu "Love Zombies":
"Can someone tell me
What is it that we do under the lights
Can someone tell me
Why once again we're food for the vampires tonight

It's paradise when those zombie eyes
Are trained on you and sucking you dry..."

[ilhan]

Morrissey to rzeczywiście mistrz tego gatunku.

"And if a double-decker bus crashes into us
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.
And if a ten-ton truck kills the both of us
To die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine"
(There is a light that never goes out)

"Burn down the disco, hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed DJ..."
(Panic)

[Gość: Hollow]

"Mam już dość leżenia pod kałużą
Ratuj mnie jesienny mały Boże"

Ten tekst oddaje w pełni istotę wczesnego disco polo

[ilhan]

Było jeszcze coś takiego:
"Je, je, je,
Everybody frytki
Życie nie jest grą"
Do tej pory nie załapałem o co tak naprawdę chodzi temu artyście z zespołu
bodajże Milano...
Ktoś ma pomysł???

[Gość: Hollow]

ilhan napisał:

> Było jeszcze coś takiego:
> "Je, je, je,
> Everybody frytki
> Życie nie jest grą"
> Do tej pory nie załapałem o co tak naprawdę chodzi temu artyście z zespołu
> bodajże Milano...
> Ktoś ma pomysł???



Myślę, że artysta doszedł do takiego wniosku po wielogodzinnych rozmyślaniach
i medytacjach.
Proste, a jakże genialne sformułowanie. To nad czym cały świat zastanawiał się
od setek lat, filozofowie łamali sobie mózgi, on odkrył w jednej chwili.
Proszę bardzo, powiedział. "Everybody frytki". Ot co !

[szarykot]

mnię aktualnie rozwala (pozytywnie) "A.Sz" ukraińskiego
Skriabina, którego kawałek w tłumaczeniu własnym pozwalam
sobie zacytować:

to moje miasto, to mój wielki kraj
to mój budynek, mój nowy samochód
dzieci proszą o drobne na skrzyżowaniach
to samo jest u was
przyjmijcie nas do siebie do Europy
no chyba Czarnobyl jest u nas a u was jeszcze nie
ale za to u nas jeeeeeeeeeeeeeest
ANDRIJ SZEWCZENKO!

...chyba nie muszę pisać kto zacz?

[nutria2]

sitting on the angry chair
angry walls that steal the air
stomach hurts and i don't care

what do i see across the way, hey
see myself molded in clay, oh
stares at me, i'm afraid, hey
changing the shape of his face, yeah

candles red i have a pair
shadows dancing everywhere
burning on the angry chair

little boy made a mistake, hey
pink clouds are now turning gray, oh
all that i want is to play, oh
get on your knees, time to pray, boy

[h8red]

nutria2 napisała:

> sitting on the angry chair
> angry walls that steal the air
> stomach hurts and i don't care
>
> what do i see across the way, hey
> see myself molded in clay, oh
> stares at me, i'm afraid, hey
> changing the shape of his face, yeah
>
> candles red i have a pair
> shadows dancing everywhere
> burning on the angry chair
>
> little boy made a mistake, hey
> pink clouds are now turning gray, oh
> all that i want is to play, oh
> get on your knees, time to pray, boy


Pozwole sobie wyrazic oburzenie z powodu zamieszczenia
tekstu Alice In Chains "Angry Chair" tutaj. Wcale nie
uwazam go za taki wesolutki. Chyba, ze zle zrozumialem
intencje osoby, ktora go tu umiescila.

[Gość: sunny]

Embrace the silence and listen to me
Our time is short & my words are pure
For every song that angels sing
and for every leaf that falls
I'll be thinking of you
and I blow you a kiss.
I used to dream of the blue in your eyes
now my dreams are color blind.
Clenching my fist to crush this pain.
It's always the hate in my smile
that devours me
Transcending down far beneath my means
a final breathe of you to keep with me.
Infantile tears are melting the morning snow.
And shiver I will
for the hit in you is gone.
Never forget to smile as you look upon these words.
Somewhere I'll remain alone thnking of the morning past.

Novembers Doom

[ilhan]

To i ja coś dorzucę, bo wątek odżył. Choć pewnie powinien zmienić nieco swój
tytuł.
To jest zdecydowanie jeden z najprostszych tekstów świata.

I don't have to sell my soul
He's already in me
I don't need to sell my soul
He's already in me
I wanna be adored
I wanna be adored
I don't have to sell my soul
He's already in me
I don't need to sell my soul
He's already in me
I wanna be adored
I wanna be adored
Adored
I wanna be adored
You adore me
You adore me
You adore me
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored
I wanna
I wanna
I gotta be adored
I wanna be adored

I Ianowi Brownowi wcale nie chodziło o pragnienie bycia wielką gwiazdą, jak to
paru spryciarzy myślało

[Gość: Crotalus]

Teksty Boba Dylana. Tylko jeden tekst jakiejkolwiek piosenki mogę zacytować z
głowy (nigdy nie miałem talentu do zapamiętywania wierszy) a jest to All Along
The Watchtower.

[madee1]

You told me again you preferred handsome men
But for me you would make an exception...

Leonard Cohen, Chelsea Hotel, czysty geniusz, ten tekst...

[Gość: Wenus]

Tekst, ktory zwalil mnie z nog ze smiechu (nie bedzie to text piosenki!):

Jeden z koncertow Van Halen: 330 000 ludzi obecnych. Eddie Van Halen, Anthony
Van Halen i Mike sa na scenie, zaczynaja grac "Romeo Delight". Dave Lee Roth
wskakuje na scene, tanczy troche i zaczyna spiewac... pare slow, po czym lapie
sie za glowe i krzyczy "Son of a gun.. I Forgot the Fucking Words!" )))))

[Gość: Elentarii]

I will try not to breathe,
I can hold my head still with my hands at my knees
These eyes are the eyes of the old
shiver in the cold

I will try not to breathe,
This decision is mine I have lived a full life
and these are the eyes that I want you to remember

[ilhan]

Nightswimming
Deserves a quiet night

The photograph on the dashboard
Taken years ago
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
Every street light reveals a picture in reverse
Still it's so much clearer
I forgot my shirt at the waters edge
The moon is low tonight

Nightswimming
Deserves a quiet night
I'm not sure all these people understand
It's not like years ago
The fear of getting caught
The recklessness in water
They cannot see me naked
These things they go away
Replaced by every day
Nightswimming
Remembering that night
September's coming soon
I'm pining for the moon
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun
The bright tide that ever drawn
Could not describe
Nightswimming

You I thought I knew you
You I can not judge
You I thought you knew me
This one laughing quietly
Underneath my breath
Nightswimming
The photograph reflects
Every street light a reminder
Nightswimming
Deserves a quiet night
Deserves a quiet night

Piosenka bliska ideału pod każdym względem

[Gość: Elentarii]

ilhan napisał:

> Nightswimming
> Deserves a quiet night
>
> The photograph on the dashboard
> Taken years ago
> Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
> Every street light reveals a picture in reverse
> Still it's so much clearer
> I forgot my shirt at the waters edge
> The moon is low tonight
>
> Nightswimming
> Deserves a quiet night
> I'm not sure all these people understand
> It's not like years ago
> The fear of getting caught
> The recklessness in water
> They cannot see me naked
> These things they go away
> Replaced by every day
> Nightswimming
> Remembering that night
> September's coming soon
> I'm pining for the moon
> And what if there were two
> Side by side in orbit
> Around the fairest sun
> The bright tide that ever drawn
> Could not describe
> Nightswimming
>
> You I thought I knew you
> You I can not judge
> You I thought you knew me
> This one laughing quietly
> Underneath my breath
> Nightswimming
> The photograph reflects
> Every street light a reminder
> Nightswimming
> Deserves a quiet night
> Deserves a quiet night
>
> Piosenka bliska ideału pod każdym względem


Myślę że to nie piosenka, to o wiele więcej... To jak zaklęcie...

wszystko ch**

[Gość: wszystko]

elektryczne gitary:

"wszystko chuj o ja wam mowie wszystko chuj
moze czasem troche mniejszy ale potem jeszcze wiekszy"


przepraszam za wulgarnosc, ale ten tekst pewnego razu
naprawde zwalil mnie z nog...

[Gość: soso]

Doskonale teksty pisze (pisala) Carole King. Jak czytam wiele powyzszych to
rece opadaja. Chocby ten drugi z pierwszego postu

A tak poza tym to oczywiscie Cohen, Dylan, u nas tez bylo (jest) kilku niezlych
autorow.

pzdrw

soso

[gregkor]

Mnie zwalił z nóg tekst miecia4. Nie mogę do siebie dojść.
pozdr

Johnny Cash "Hurt"

[vulture]

Piosenka nie jest autorstwa Casha, tylko Trenta Reznora, ale w wykonaniu JC
robi niesamowite wrażenie. Smutny tekst, połaczony z głosem starszego,
schorowanego człowieka... straszne i piękne zarazem.

oto fragment:

I hurt myself today
to see if i still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real

the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end

aneks- Johnny Cash 'Hurt'

[vulture]

Powyższy post jest jak najbardziej na poważnie, nieco wbrew intencji autora
wątku. Ale ja większość rzeczy robię na odwrót

[insultdog]

I want a girl
Who gets up early
I want a girl
Who stays up late

I want a girl
With uninterupted prosperity
Who uses a machete
To cut through red tape

With fingernails
That shine like justice
And a voice that is dark
Like tinted glass

She is fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl
With a smooth liquidation
I want a girl
With good dividends

And at the city bank
We will meet accidentally
We'll start to talk
When she borrows my pen

She wants a car
With a cupholder arm rest
She wants a car
That will get her there

She's changing her name
From Kitty to Karen
She's trading her MG
For a white Chrysler LeBaron

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnggggggggg jacket

cake

[ilhan]

For each a road
For everyman a religion
Find everybody and rule
For everything and rumble
Forget everything and remember
For everything a reason
Forgive everybody and remember

For each a road
For everyman a religion
Face everybody and rule
For everything and rumble
Forget everything and remember
For everything a reason

You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

Final eternity arouses reactions
Freeing excellence affects reality
Fallen empires are ruling
Find earth and reef

Fantastic expectations, amazing revelations
Final execution and resurrection
Free expression as revolution
Finding everything and realizing

You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

Fantastic expectations, amazing revelations
Finding everything and realizing
For everything a reason

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear
You got the fear