Johnny Cash - God's Gonna Cut You Down

You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.

Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambiler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.

Well my goodness gracious,
Let me tell you the news.
My heads been wet with the midnight dew.
I've been down on bended knee,
Talkin to the man from Galiee.
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet,
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels feet.
He called my name and my heart stood still,
When He said "John go do my will"

Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.

You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.

You can throw your rock, hide your hand,
Workin in the dark against your fellow man.
But as sure as God made black and white,
What's done in the dark,
Will be brought to the light.

You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.

Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.

Obsessed

I am the secret,
you'll keep forever
I am the goddess,
and you are a beggar.
I am a flower
in the garden of Eden
and I have much power
I am sacred and olden.
I can make you do
whatever I want
you'll not object to me
your thoughts I haunt.
I am your sun and moon,
I am the water you drink,
the shadow you yearn.
And you are obsessed by me,
There's no need to think.

Искаш ме,
но твоя не мога да бъда.
Бленуваш ме,
но аз все си тръгвам.

Понякога те нагрубявам,
зная - не съм идеална.
Често за теб забравям,
поне не съм нахална.

Искаш ме както преди,
усмихната, волна, да бъда твоя
по земята да не оставям следи
но няма място за света ти във моя.

Промених се твърде много
и други неща търся сега.
Разбери ме, просто не мога.
За друга любов е отворен света.

REM - Drive

Светлина

Рисувам аз със светлина
по прозорец сив и прашен
А после го изтривам със ръка
за да не е страшен.

Танцувам аз във светлина
танцът носи ми спокойствие неземно.
Лудешки вихър - вихър на страстта
нося се като облак безметежно.

Възпявам тази светлина.
Гласът ми като славейова песен,
носи радост и малко самота
светът наистина може да бъде чудесен.

Пиша аз със светлина,
бели думи на черен лист нахвърлям.
За радости, любов и за тъга
а после листа смачквам и изхвърлям.

Чувствам тази светлина,
усещам я със всяко свое сетиво.
От нея по мъничко крада
за да я запазя за добро или за зло.

И искам в тази светлина
да се къпя всеки Божи ден.
Да забравя всяка своя сълза
и да бъде тя завинаги със мен.

Violent Femmes - Kiss off

I need someone a person to talk to
someone who'd care to love
could it be you could it be you
situation gets rough then I start to panic
it's not enough it's just a habit
hey kid your sick well darling this is it
you can all just kiss off into the air
behind my back I can see them stare
they'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
they'll hurt me bad they do it all the time
yeah yeah they do it all the time
I hope you know this will go down
on your permanent record
oh yeah well don't get so distressed
did I happen to mention that I'm impressed
I take one one one cause you left me and
two two two for my family and
3 3 3 for my heartache and
4 4 4 for my headaches and
5 5 5 for my lonely and
6 6 6 for my sorrow and
7 7 for no tomorrow and
8 8 I forget what 8 was for and
9 9 9 for a lost god and
10 10 10 10 for everything
everything everything everything

Уикендът ни беше прекрасен и мързелив. Обичам такова време! Мотаеш се, по-скоро тичаш след хлапето, чат-пат си казваш някоя приказка с хората, с които си излязъл и накрая се прибираш скапан у дома. Набързо разтребваш и изчистваш къщата в единия ден, готвиш малко колкото да не е без хич. То в тази жега на кой му се яде :)?!

Хладък душ, вечеря, а после спокоен сън.

И през двата дни се разхождахме с моята по-малка сестра (приятелка, с която сме израснали заедно) и нейното малко сладко бебе. Изпитвам огромно задоволство от факта, че децата ни имат шанса да растат заедно и видно е - макар и малки се харесват доста. Йоан се чувства батко, а бебето от количката се залива от смях всеки път, когато големият разбойник направи някоя муцуна.

И двата дни отминаха прекалено бързо...

При теб идвам отново,
набързо се любим,
потапям се в страстта,
а след това си тръгвам.

Обръщам гръб, затварям вратата.
Вървя
По улиците празни, тихи
чувам птича песен.

Усещам
лек гъдел в стомаха
когато за теб си помисля.
Какво от това?

Утре пак ще дойда,
пак ще те изпия
и пак ще те имам.
Бягам, а ти ми носиш
усмивка всеки път.

Защо ли бягам?
Не искам да я изгубя
да потъне в рутината
на ежедневието сиво.

И ето ме - пак идвам,
любим се, тръгвам бавно
вратата тихо затварям,
ти спиш.
Навън се чува птича песен...

Gloria Estefan - Hoy

Горещо, слънчево е навън. Леко ми е на душата и сърцето. Чувствам се... така:



Обичам музика, от която краката ти сами започват да танцуват :).

Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's free (to wear sunscreen)

Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young
Mary Schmich

Published June 1, 1997

Inside every adult lurks a graduation speaker dying to get out, some world-weary pundit eager to pontificate on life to young people who'd rather be Rollerblading. Most of us, alas, will never be invited to sow our words of wisdom among an audience of caps and gowns, but there's no reason we can't entertain ourselves by composing a Guide to Life for Graduates.

I encourage anyone over 26 to try this and thank you for indulging my attempt.

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Едно такова слънчево в сърцето и душата ми е днес. И няма как да бъде иначе, щом малкото ми човече има рожден ден.

The Doors - The Ghost Song

Чакам слънцето да се покаже
и нека лятната буря да спре.
Кога ще стане това, кой ще ми каже?
Навън се излива цяло море.

Дъждът тъгата черна отмива,
а вятърът носи наслада
Танцуват дървета, капки се сливат
водата ни носи прохлада.

Бушува природата, какво ли ни казва?
Дали твърде много с нея си играхме?
Сърдита ли е, дали ни показва,
че сгрешили сме, че се оляхме?

И аз все чакам слънцето да се покаже,
да се усмихне, да ме пита то
"Как беше бурята? Уплаши ли се, не недей!
Ела, с лъчите си да те погаля
Гъделичкам ли те? Смей се ти тогава, смей!"

The Doors - Waiting for the Sun

Лято в парка

Как е пекнало туй слънце!
Грее, пари и асфалтът е горещ.
Мравките се щурат да събират зрънце
нищо че навън е като в пещ.

Щурчо нощем весели песни ни свири
"Стига спа, хей, ела с мен на игра!"
Сутрин лястовичките цвърчат нетърпеливо
за мъничките си носят вкусна храна.

В езерата и блатата жаби весело крякат
"Виж ни, виж ни, какви сме кекерани!"
Кълвачът по дървото смело чука-трака,
Децата във парка играят и тичат засмяни.

Катерички рунтавелки жълъдчета хрускат,
буболечки тромаво пълзят, хвърчат.
Весело е в парка и със вятъра препускат
деца, със смях звънлив, не могат да се спрат.

Лято!

Напоследък пускам само музика... За жалост за писане не остава време :).

Една свежа песен:

Pearl Jam - Last Kiss

A mystic land

There must be something in the air
People smiling, laughing, dancing on a cloud
Singing songs to the sun, never in despair
Feeling so free and happy, so proud.

They live in a magic land where
The sun is always shining warm
The sea is blue and everyone cares
There’s happiness for every life form.

There's some magic in the air they breathe
Making them so merry and light-hearted
Strange gods they have, with energy they seethe
As if the human world has just started.

No worries, no evil, a paradise on earth
Everything seems so wonderful and fantastic,
I wish I can go there, I know it is worth
In this land of statues in this land so mythic.

El Presidente - Without You

Well I know I made a lot of wrong decisions
Yes I know I put you though a million mindless things
If I only had the heart to say I want you
And it's so bad and almost sad but it's so hard to give

Without You, I don't want anybody
Without You, I don't need anybody
Without You, what you want me to do?
Cos there ain't no way that I could possibly love
Without You

Would you ever reconsider what we started
If I had the ways and means to work this whole thing out
And I know that I have left you broken hearted
I guess I feel that I ain't proud of what I've done to you

Without You, I don't want anybody
Without You, I don't need anybody
Without You, what you want me to do?
Cos there ain't no way that I could possibly love
Without You

We've got romance we've got a chance
Don't blow it baby
What you want me to do?
Do you want me to leave you baby?
What you want me to say?
I can't live
Without you baby

Cos without you
What you need me to do?
Cos there ain't no way that I could possibly love
Without You

На едно дете, което отиде на по-добро място

Отиде си!
Слънцето изчезна,
непрогледна тъмнина
настъпи в сърцето, в душата,
а бе ранина.

Няма те, усмивката я няма
очите грейнали и топли,
сълзи от радост или болка
завинаги затворени са те сега.

Дари ни с топла обич
дари ни с ярки слънчеви лъчи
с надежда, детски смях.
Сега ги няма и за теб скърбим.

Но ти остави в нашите сърца
нещо много важно, нещо свято -
вяра, надежда и любов
за един по-добър, щастлив живот.

Поклон пред теб, Дари!

Jimi Hendrix - Little Wing (audio)

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
Thats all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

Малки душици в този свят сив
живуркат като паразити.
Все останалите виновни, все другия - крив,
ровят в чуждите животи като термити.

Копаят дълбоко, разклащат всичко
що е съградено
С толкова много хъс и любов.
Сриват светове и после
ограбват сломения,
Преследват своята жертва до гроб.

Дребни душици в този свят сив,
ще бягам като от чума от вас.
Животът ми тъй слънчев и красив
не ще го предам никога аз.

За сбогом

С последна целувка
ти ме дари.
Една последна милувка,
после "Сбогом!" кажи.

За последен път в очите
ти ме погледни.
Нека избърша сълзите -
за "Сбогом!" сълзи.

Ще боли от тази раздяла
сърцето се свива от сега.
Едно "Сбогом!" и после аз вяла
оставам тук сам сама.

Вратата след теб аз затварям,
а твоето "Сбогом!" още в мене кънти.
Защо ли те пуснах, защо ли аз бягам?
Сърцето ми свито боли ли, боли.