Κυριακή, Οκτωβρίου 29, 2006
Σάββατο, Οκτωβρίου 28, 2006
Wait for me
I've been lost
A drift at sea
In your dreams
Dream my way
Someday I find my heart
and come back to stay
mmm do you miss me my darling
uu As i miss you
Take my hand
and pull me near
and never let me go
Again my dear
There was a time
I was safe in your arms
and the stars fell away
like diamonds
Then we were young
And I was younger still
Was it just an illusion
Aspetta mi
wait for me
Close your eyes
and you will see
I'm coming home
every sky in my heart will be blue
On the day
I come back to you
I'm coming home
every sky in my heart will be blue
On the day
I come back to you
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 11:33 π.μ. 4 σχόλια
Παρασκευή, Οκτωβρίου 27, 2006
I got rhythm, I got music, I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got daisies in green pastures
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
Old man trouble I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door
I've got starlight
I've got sweet dreams
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
Old man trouble, I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door
I've got starlight
I've got sweet dreams
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
Oh, I've got rhythm
I've got music
I've got daisies in green pastures
I've got starlight
I've got sweet dreams
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got rhythm, I've got rhythm ... "
(κουνιέσαι!!..σε βλέπω!)
Πέμπτη, Οκτωβρίου 26, 2006
Au temps des jupes-culottes, j'etais cool a l'ecole
Mangeais a la cantine, y avait pas de vache folle
A la tele, j'etais fana d'Ayato
Dans la rue, c'etait l'aiguiseur de couteaux
Le must a l'epoque etait le pat d'Eph
Folon, Gilles Villeneuve et Michel Polnareff
Createur d'avant-garde avant Gaultier
Je choquais, mes blue-jeans avaient quatre ourlets
Tu peux me nommer rappeur nostalgique
Neo-romantique aux actions bucoliques
Avant pour les gosses les grands etaient des mythes
Regarde, maintenant c'est les parents qui flippent
Les temps changent
Les temps changent
J'vais a la fac de la facon la plus lente
Mais j'aurais du secher pour eviter l'amiante
J'ai des potes de toutes sortes, paix a Som Vang !
On se voit apres les cours et je progresse au ping-pong
Dans les soirees rap, j'attaque free style au mic
Mountain bike l'obstacle avec une paire de Nike
J'avais dans ma classe des fanatiques d'Ines
Au cafe P.M.U., c'etait plus Pierrette Bres
J'te parle du temps du salut dans la rue
De la simplicite mais ca n'existe plus
Sans blague ! les gens s'affichent comme des tags
On drague ! meme avec un phone portable
Les temps changent
Les temps changent
C'est un peu comme Perec que je me souviens
De l'academie des neuf et des temples Egyptiens
Je n'ai pas vu le Caire depuis la mort de Sadate
Si tu comptes en annees, tu comprendras que ca date
J'voulais etre pickpocket chez les kangourous
Des potes, T. Bone steaks pour le barbecue
Mais le monde est complexe, j'ai le Tipp-ex
Comme tout le monde je reste perplexe
Je me rappelle encore de mon petit Quartier Nord
Nous faisons des tas d'efforts, pour nos corps, par le sport
C'est fini, y a plus d'athletes sur les pistes
On assiste a des compet' de 8.6
Les temps changent
Les temps changent
(χά!!)
Τετάρτη, Οκτωβρίου 25, 2006
I look into the mirror
See myself, I'm over me
I need space for my desires
Have to dive into my fantasies
I know as soon as I'll arrive
Everything is possible
Cause no one has to hide
Beyond the invisible
Sajaja bramani totari ta, raitata raitata, radu ridu raitata,
rota
The brave and wise men came together on horse
Close your eyes
Just feel and realize
It is real and not a dream
I'm in you and you're in me
It is time
To break the chains of life
If you follow you will see
What's beyond reality
Ne irascaris Domine,
ne ultra memineris iniquitatis:
ecce civitas Sancti facta est deserta:
Sion deserta facta est:
Ierusalem desolata est:
domus sanctificationis tuae et gloriae tuae Do not be angry
Lord,
or remember iniquity forever:
behold the Holy City is a desert:
Sion is mad a desert:
Jerusalem is desolate:
the house of your holiness and glory
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 12:29 π.μ. 3 σχόλια
Τρίτη, Οκτωβρίου 24, 2006
Je n'ai pas peur de la route
Faudrait voir, faut qu'on y goûte
Des méandres au creux des reins
Et tout ira bien
Le vent l'emportera
Ton message à la grande ourse
Et la trajectoire de la course
A l'instantané de velours
Même s'il ne sert à rien
Le vent l'emportera
Tout disparaîtra
Le vent nous portera
La caresse et la mitraille
Cette plaie qui nous tiraille
Le palais des autres jours
D'hier et demain
Le vent les portera
Génétique en bandoulière
Des chromosomes dans l'atmosphère
Des taxis pour les galaxies
Et mon tapis volant lui
Le vent l'emportera
Tout disparaîtra
Le vent nous portera
Ce parfum de nos années mortes
Ceux qui peuvent frapper à ta porte
Infinité de destin
On en pose un, qu'est-ce qu'on en retient?
Le vent l'emportera
Pendant que la marée monte
Et que chacun refait ses comptes
J'emmène au creux de mon ombre
Des poussières de toi
Le vent les portera
Tout disparaîtra
Le vent nous portera
Κυριακή, Οκτωβρίου 22, 2006
Portishead - Roads
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm.. in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
And surely that ain't right
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 10:21 μ.μ. 4 σχόλια
Σάββατο, Οκτωβρίου 21, 2006
Charlie Hunter feat Norah Jones - More Than This
I could feel at the time
There was no way of knowing
Fallen leaves in the night
Who can say where they/re blowing
As free as the wind
And hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning
More than this
There is nothing
Oh more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
You know there's nothing
It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the night
Who can say where we/re going
No care in the world
And maybe I/m learning
Why the sea on the tide
It has no way of turning
More than this
You know there is nothing
Oh more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
There is nothing
Nothing
More than this
You know there is nothing
Much more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
There is nothing
More than
Πέμπτη, Οκτωβρίου 19, 2006
Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you see
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe in
What you see
Nine to five
Living lies
Everyday
Stealing time
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you feel
It doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me
Do you believe
...
Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream
But I'd rather not have seen
And i'll hide away for another day
Do you believe
...
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 11:09 μ.μ. 1 σχόλια
Τετάρτη, Οκτωβρίου 18, 2006
Ma chambre a la forme d'une cage
Le soleil passe son bras par la fenêtre
Les chasseurs à ma porte
Comme des petits soldats
Qui veulent me prendre
Je ne veux pas travailler
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement oublier
Et puis je fume
Déjà j'ai connu le parfum de l'amour
Un millions de roses
N'embaumeraient pas autant
Maintenant une seule fleur
Dans mes entourages
Me rend malade
Je ne suis pas fière de sa
vie qui veut me tuer
C'est magnifique
Etre sympathique
Mais je ne le connais jamais
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 11:37 μ.μ. 3 σχόλια
Δευτέρα, Οκτωβρίου 16, 2006
...1..2....1...2;;;Ακούγομαι;
Οκ!
Αγαπητοί μου μπλοκόφιλοι....είμαι στην ευχάριστη θέση να σας πληροφορήσω ότι...απο σήμερα έχουμε ΚΑΙ ραδιόφωνο....cool ε??Look look look....στα δεξιά σας βρίσκεται!
Ναι είμαι βαθύτατα συγκινημένο που κατάφερα επιτέλους...να το εγκαταστήσω!(μετά απο πολλά νεύρα).
Τώρα θα ακούμε και ελληνικά!!!
Ακόμα δεν έχω ανεβάσει πολλά τραγούδια...και ίσως μερικά να έχουν προβληματάκια..υπομονή..θα τα φτιάξουμε όλα.Προς το παρόν υπάρχουν 3 λίστες όπως βλέπετε(πάτατε π.χ ellinika--kommati)
Αν δεν βλέπετε τίποτα.....πολύ πιθανό να μην έχετε εγκαταστήσει το flash player.....το οποίο κατεβάζετε απ'εδώ ----------> Macromedia flash player (χρήσιμο προγραμματάκι).
Αυτά προς το παρόν...θα επανέλθω...boui
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 12:45 μ.μ. 17 σχόλια
Παρασκευή, Οκτωβρίου 13, 2006
You and me we're meant to be
Walking free in harmony
One fine day we'll fly away
Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day
In this day and age it's so easy to stress
'Cause people are strange and you can never second guess
In order to love child we got to be strong
I'm caught in the crossfire why can't we get along
'Cause you and me we're meant to be
Walking free in harmony
One fine day we'll fly away
Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day
I'm having a daydream, we're getting somewhere
I'm kissing your lips and running fingers through your hair
I'm as nervous as you 'bout making it right
Though we know we were wrong, we can't give up the fight
Oh no
'Cause you and me we're meant to be
Walking free in harmony
One fine day we'll run away
Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day
You and me we're meant to be
Walking free in harmony
One fine day we'll fly away
Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day
You and me (you and me) we're meant to be (meant to be)
Walking free (walking free) in harmony (in harmony)
One fine day (one fine day) we' ll ran away (we gonna ran away,
we gonna ran away)
Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day
You and me (you and me) we're meant to be (meant to be)
Walking free (walking free) in harmony (in harmony)
One fine day (one fine day) we' ll fly away (we gonna ran away,
we gonna ran away)
Don't you know that Rome wasn' t built in a day
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 12:22 μ.μ. 4 σχόλια
Oariá raiô
Obá Obá Obá
Mas que nada
Sai da minha
frenteEu quero passar
Pois o samba está animado
O que eu quero é sambar
Este samba
Que é misto de
maracatu
É samba de preto velho
Samba de preto tu
Mas que nada
Um samba como esse tão legal
Você não
vai querer
Que eu chegue no final
Αναρτήθηκε από exilio στις 12:16 μ.μ. 1 σχόλια
Πέμπτη, Οκτωβρίου 12, 2006
C'est comme une gaiete
Comme un sourire
Quelque chose dans la voix
Qui parait nous dire "viens"
Qui nous fait sentir etrangement bien
C'est comme toute l'histoire
Du peuple noir
Qui se balance
Entre l'amour et l'desespoir
Quelque chose qui danse en toi
Si tu l'as, tu l'as
Ella, elle l'a
Ce je n'sais quoi
Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drole d'etat
Ella, elle l'a
Ella, elle l'a
Ou-ou ou-ou ou-ou ou
Elle a, ou-ou ou-ou ou-ou ou, cette drole de voix
Elle a, ou-ou ou-ou ou-ou ou, cette drole de joie
Ce don du ciel qui la rend belle
Ella, elle l'a
Ella, elle l'a
Elle a, ou-ou ou-ou ou-ou ou
Ella, elle l'a
Elle a, ou-ou ou-ou ou-ou ou
Elle a ce tout petit supplement d'ame
Cet indefinissable charme
Cette petite flamme
Tape sur des tonneaux
Sur des pianos
Sur tout ce que dieu peut te mettre entre les mains
Montre ton rire ou ton chagrin
Mais que tu n'aies rien, que tu sois roi
Que tu cherches encore les pouvoirs qui dorment en toi
Tu vois ca ne s'achete pas
Quand tu l'as tu l'as
Ella, elle l'a
Ce je n'sais quoi
Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drole d'etat
Ella, elle l'a
Ella, elle l'a ...
Τετάρτη, Οκτωβρίου 11, 2006
Τρίτη, Οκτωβρίου 10, 2006
I'm sorry for the times that I made you scream
for the times that I killed your dreams
for the times that I made your whole world rumble
for the times that I made you cry
for the times that I told you lies
for the times that I watched and let you stumble
It's too bad, but that's me
what goes around comes around, you'll see
that I can carry the burden of pain
'cause it ain't the first time that a man goes insane
and when I spread my wings to embrace him for life
I'm suckin' out his love, 'cause I, I'll never be nobody's wife
I'm sorry for the times that I didn't come home
left you lyin' in that bed alone
was flyin' high in the sky when you needed my shoulder
you're like a stone hangin' round my neck, see
cut it loose before it breaks my back, see
I've gotta say what I feel before I grow older
I'm sorry but I ain't gonna change my ways
you know I've tried but I'm still the same
I've got to do it my own way
It's too bad, but hey, that's me
what goes around comes around, you'll see
that I can carry the burden of pain
'cause it ain't the first time that a man goes insane
and when I spread my wings to embrace him for life
I'm suckin' out his love, I, I'll never be nobody's wife
It's too bad, but hey, that's me
what goes around comes around, you'll see
that I can carry the burden of pain
'cause it ain't the first time that a man goes insane
and when I spread my wings to embrace him for life
I'm suckin' out his love, I, I'll never be nobody's wife
Countless times I trusted you,
I let you back in,
Knowing... Yearning... you know
I should have run... but I stayed
Maybe I always knew
My fragile dreams would be broken... for you
Today I introduced myself
To my own feelings
In silent agony, after all these years
They spoke to me... after all these years
Maybe I always knew
My fragile dreams would be broken... for you
Clock is ticking while I'm killing time
Spinning all around nothing else they can do to turn it back
Breaking partnership in this crime
Ripping up the past, condescending smile
Time to forget
The fall of my truth
Time to forget
Our ways of our truth
Come and tease me
Clock is ticking while I'm still in time
Can't you turn it back?
Stop the cycle set me free, run away
Silence sneaking around my path
Wrap the rope off me, feeling like we'll fly
Feeling like we'll fly
Time to forget
The fall of my truth
Time to forget
Our ways of our truth
Time to forget
The fall of my truth
Time to forget
Our ways of our truth
When leaves have fallen
And skies turned into grey.
The night keeps on closing in on the day
A nightingale sings his song of farewell
You better hide for her freezing hell
On cold wings she's coming
You better keep moving
For warmth, you'll be longing
Come on just feel it
Don't you see it?
You better believe it.
When she embraces
Your heart turns to stone
She comes at night when you are all alone
And when she whispers
Your blood shall run cold
You better hide before she finds you
Whenever she is raging
She takes all life away
Haven't you seen?
Haven't you seen?
The ruins of our world
She covers the earth with a breathtaking cloak
The sun awakes and melts it away
The world now opens its eyes and sees
The dawning of a new day
Whenever she is raging
She takes all life away
Haven't you seen?
Haven't you seen?
The ruins of our world