Another day.. just believe... ей тая песен не спира да звучи в главата ми...
и на въпроса: Кога такова и кво ще такова?
отговорям:Ще успеем ,ако искаме достатъчно силно...иии никога няма да се откажем без БОИ
:)
събота, 20 декември 2008 г.
Някъде в пространството...
Бам.. бам... БАМ Friday night ... that's my friday song this week
P.S. Винаги може да стане по-зле... същто така и по-добре... и в повечето случай от теб зависи!!! :)
P.S. Винаги може да стане по-зле... същто така и по-добре... и в повечето случай от теб зависи!!! :)
вторник, 16 декември 2008 г.
MOODY
All these walls were never really there,
Nor the ceiling or the chair.
I’m eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees,
These walls, you’ll find, are yours and mine
Defined not by them, I
I’m in times that lie behind my eyelids,
The sunset still the rising silence,
I’ll not feel no fear
Cos' I‘m not really here
I’m nowhere near here
There’s no rain on roof that grates and beats me
My favourite tree breaking light to pieces
Sprinkling, sharded light on me
Throw a stone as hard as you can
And hearing with hand not here at land
Nothing taxi, dusting sand
My window world spins and twirls,
The walls then fall, I recall the sort
White clouds white wash faded spotless
The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks
The cold is all illusion thought up
Stroll on the shore, snooze and explore
All possibilities in each new morning,
‘til satisfied reaching out, yawning
Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice,
Salt over shoulder, never salted so tight
The truth I have told was silence sometimes
But who’s soul does not hide any crimes
Wrapped in walls, encircled by work
The walls fall - the story occurs
No barrier, no boundary or ‘low us ID’s
The freedom to stay off straight
Be fiend or friend, cause no harm but charm - the peaceful end
Pale, ancient woods, strew white sandy bays
This ugly room pales away today
I’m swimming in the ocean
I sink slow motion
Fingers, toes, floating
Every year ‘til yesterday
I see the eternal setting sea
I compare all this to me,
It’s all fleeting momentary me
I blink my eyes, this is reminding me
Life lies in the blink of an eye
The old die for reasons, new tides for seasons
New life born is like teasing
All these walls were really never there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I’m eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
I am not here at all,
You are dearly fooled,
I see bristling trees, the shush at the sea
Mischievous
Fluttering seagulls
No.
I’m not trapped in a box, so I am glancing at rocks
I’m dancing off docks
Since this stance began
That’s where I am
So done.
Nor the ceiling or the chair.
I’m eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees,
These walls, you’ll find, are yours and mine
Defined not by them, I
I’m in times that lie behind my eyelids,
The sunset still the rising silence,
I’ll not feel no fear
Cos' I‘m not really here
I’m nowhere near here
There’s no rain on roof that grates and beats me
My favourite tree breaking light to pieces
Sprinkling, sharded light on me
Throw a stone as hard as you can
And hearing with hand not here at land
Nothing taxi, dusting sand
My window world spins and twirls,
The walls then fall, I recall the sort
White clouds white wash faded spotless
The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks
The cold is all illusion thought up
Stroll on the shore, snooze and explore
All possibilities in each new morning,
‘til satisfied reaching out, yawning
Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice,
Salt over shoulder, never salted so tight
The truth I have told was silence sometimes
But who’s soul does not hide any crimes
Wrapped in walls, encircled by work
The walls fall - the story occurs
No barrier, no boundary or ‘low us ID’s
The freedom to stay off straight
Be fiend or friend, cause no harm but charm - the peaceful end
Pale, ancient woods, strew white sandy bays
This ugly room pales away today
I’m swimming in the ocean
I sink slow motion
Fingers, toes, floating
Every year ‘til yesterday
I see the eternal setting sea
I compare all this to me,
It’s all fleeting momentary me
I blink my eyes, this is reminding me
Life lies in the blink of an eye
The old die for reasons, new tides for seasons
New life born is like teasing
All these walls were really never there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I’m eking weeks of peace at the beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
I am not here at all,
You are dearly fooled,
I see bristling trees, the shush at the sea
Mischievous
Fluttering seagulls
No.
I’m not trapped in a box, so I am glancing at rocks
I’m dancing off docks
Since this stance began
That’s where I am
So done.
събота, 13 декември 2008 г.
Prosto pesen
Как сам дотам си стигнал без мозък грам до грам са ти количествата дрога.На Сандокан не се прави не е мода..За бога не мога да мога да кажа на кой какво къде!
четвъртък, 11 декември 2008 г.
БАЛОНА
Една песен за един балон и още нещо... И до ден днешен дърпането й е навъзможно, а аз си мислех ,че google знае всичко ама НЕ!!!
"Спукан балон да си пак ще летиш"...
"Спукан балон да си пак ще летиш"...
понеделник, 8 декември 2008 г.
петък, 5 декември 2008 г.
сряда, 3 декември 2008 г.
Кристални замъци и въздушен бой...
Случайно днес ми припомниха Crystal castles... Сетих се за парчето,което не можех да спра да случам с месеци това негово звучене едно такова весело,динамично,забавно абе много много якоооо,а пък клипа му еее 10 сега ще ви го покажа!!!
понеделник, 1 декември 2008 г.
Sunny DECEBER
Днес се събудих и нали е 1.12.2008г. очаквах мрачен и студен ден, каквито по принцип са ми спомените за ДЕКЕМВРИ, но нещтеш ли останах изклиочително доволна,слънцето грее,вятър лекичко подухва има време за студове и снегове.Станах и както обикновено си пускам музика и парчето ,което започна е на Coldplay-Don't panic.:) Много приятно започна деня ми и месеца също...
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