Music

Sunt vagabondul vietii mele

POSTED IN Music June 7, 2018

Sunt vagabondul vietii mele

La carciuma din cartier, unde se canta si se bea,
Beau asta seara sa petrec, cu amintiri din viata mea.
Am mai facut cate-o betie, am mai iubit niste femei,
Si m-am vandut la galerie, pentrun bilet de cativa lei.

Sunt vagabondul vietii mele, ca intr-un film cu Rash Kapur,
Maturator de praf de stele, si cusurgiu fara cusur.
Iar cand adorm spre dimineata, imi reprosez de la-nceput,
Ca n-am luat totul de la viata, si nu i-am dat cat as fi vrut.

Am fost si print si cersator, un tradator, un om cinstit,
Nu mai cu viata de actor, eu niciodata n-am glumit.
Am mai si ras de-o nerozie, am fost bogat, am fost falit.
Si-n toata-a lumii nebunie, eu publicul mi l-am iubit.

Gheorghe Dinica

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLSp2JTQj-A

Te iubesc si la la la :)

POSTED IN Music June 6, 2018

Te iubesc si la la la

Eu nu vreau luna de pe cer
oricum nu poti sa ajungi la ea
ce nu-mi poti da nu pot sa-ti cer
nu vreau decat sa-mi spui asa

Te iubesc si la la la
la la la la la la la

hai cere-mi mami tot ce vrei
masina, casa, bani, toate mami poti sa le iei
si luna daca vrei ti-o dau
ca sa fi cu mine
sau zi si tu ce idei mai ai
sau poate o punem de o mancare intr-un Colt de Rai
dar daca tu vrei altceva
spune-mi ce si eu zic da

eu nu vreau luna de pe cer
oricum nu poti sa ajungi la ea
ce nu-mi poti da nu pot sa-ti cer
nu vreau decat sa-mi spui asa

Te iubesc si la la la
la la la la la la la

Daniela Gyorfi

No Ordinary Love

POSTED IN Music May 14, 2018

No Ordinary LoveI gave you all the love I got
I gave you more than I could give
I gave you love
I gave you all that I have inside
And you took my love
You took my love
Didn’t I tell you
What I believe
Did somebody say that
A love like that won’t last
Didn’t I give you
All that I’ve got to, give baby
I gave you all the love I got
I gave you more than I could give
I gave you love
I gave you all that I have inside
And you took my love
You took my love
I keep crying
I keep trying for you
There’s nothing like you and I baby
This is no ordinary love
No ordinary love
This is no ordinary love
No ordinary love
When you came my way
You brightened every day
With your sweet smile
Didn’t I tell you
What I believe
Did somebody say that
A love like that won’t last
Didn’t I give you
All that I’ve got to, give baby
This is no ordinary love
No ordinary love
This is no ordinary love
No ordinary love
I keep crying
I keep trying for you
There’s nothing like you and I baby
This is no ordinary love
No ordinary love
This is no ordinary love
No ordinary love
Keep trying for you
Keep crying for you
Keep flying for you
Flying, falling
Falling
Keep trying for you
Keep crying for you
Keep flying for you
Flying, falling
Falling

Sade

Orange juice

POSTED IN Music May 1, 2018

Filantropica… Orange juice

It all ends up with an orange juice,
as the evening shadows fall,
the bartender looking a bit surprised,
knowing that in that same place
the happier days,
I used to drink whisky,
never sit alone.
Shattered dreams confuse me
sunset mounts in juice
strange all there’s thirst
falling night
smells of blues
Loved that bitch, she left me,
got herself a younger rich orange juice lover,
I spit on his
Harvard style
shiny shoes.
Hey, orange juice kid! Enjoy her poisonous body for me.
Yes, orange juice kids, spend all your money and then you will see
How to you whisky bottle’s screaming
In a crummy low-priced bar,
each crumpled bill sounds like a broken
guitar.
Little jerk
get stoned man
she will ever be your drunkard’s excuse,
I’m sitting close drinking my orange juice.
Hey! Hey, orange juice kid! Enjoy her poisonous body for me.
Yes, orange juice kids, spend all your money and then you will see
whisky bottles screaming in a low-priced bar.
Each crumpled bill sounds like a broken guitar.
Little jerk, little jerk,
get stoned man
she will ever be your drunkard’s excuse,
I’m sitting close drinking my orange juice, orange juice.

Nae Caranfil

À toi

POSTED IN Music, Spring April 26, 2018

À toi
A la façon que tu as d’être belle
A la façon que tu as d’être à moi
A tes mots tendres un peu artificiels
Quelquefois

À toi
A la petite fille que tu étais
A celle que tu es encore souvent
A ton passé, à tes regrets
A tes anciens princes charmants
A la vie, à l’amour
A nos nuits, à nos jours
A l’éternel retour de la chance
A l’enfant qui viendra
Qui nous ressemblera
Qui sera à la fois toi et moi

À moi
A la folie dont tu es la raison
A mes colères sans savoir pourquoi
A mes silences et à mes trahisons
Quelquefois
À moi
Au temps que j’ai passé à te chercher
Aux qualités dont tu te moques bien
Aux défauts que je t’ai cachés
A mes idées de baladin.

Joe Dassin

Into my arms

POSTED IN Music, Spring March 26, 2018

Into my arms

I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my armsInto my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

Nick Cave

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpVr9ei7R6k

Friends of loneliness

POSTED IN Music, Spring March 10, 2018

Prieteni de singuratate

Eu te-am uitat
Toata lumea s-a schimbat
Tu m-ai iertat
viata nu e un pacat.

Tangoul meu
este o poveste
cand ai plecat
el mi-a dat de veste
mi-a amintit
clipe uitate
mi-e prieten drag
de singuratate.

Noi ne-am iubit
soarta clipei a mintit
stins e-al vietii pas
doar tangoul mi-a ramas.

Catalin Crisan

To Lili

POSTED IN Music, Spring March 10, 2018

Prietenia

Prietenia n-o destramă un cuvânt trecător.
Prietenia o păstrezi dacă te încrezi în ea,
Prietenia e un dar ce nu-l primeşti uşor,
Prietenia n-o uiţi,nu o mai poţi uita…

In drumul tau orice speranta si-orice gand le insoteste
surazand fermecator Prietenia.
Pasii tai fara s-o spuna deseori ii ocroteste
Prietenia, prieteia, prietenia, prietenia.

Oricare-ar fi visele tale pentru ea tu n-ai secrete
Hotarand doar cu ea impreuna
Pasii tai fara s-o spuna deseori ii ocroteste
Prietenia, prieteia, prietenia, prietenia.

Teodor Munteanu

Will there really be a “Morning”?

POSTED IN Music February 20, 2018

Will there really be a “Morning”?

Will there really be a “Morning”?
Is there such a thing as “Day”?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?

Has it feet like Water lilies?
Has it feathers like a Bird?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?

Oh some Scholar! Oh some Sailor!
Oh some Wise Men from the skies!
Please to tell a little Pilgrim
Where the place called “Morning” lies!

Emil Dickinson

Fuiste

POSTED IN Music February 18, 2018

Fuiste

Fuiste mi vida
fuiste mi pasion
fuiste mi sueño, mi mejor cancion
todo eso fuiste te lo perdiste
fuiste mi orgullo
fuiste mi verdad
y tambien fuiste mi felicidad
todo eso fuiste te lo perdiste

De repente una mañana cuando desperte
vi que todo es una mentira
fue mi culpa enamorarme yo te enamore
creyendo que por mi tu no te iras
no me queda ya mas tiempo para mendigar
rogando por tu estupido cariño
yo me cambio y digo basta basta para mi
porque estoy desamorada de ti

Fuiste mi vida
fuiste mi pasion
fuiste mi sueño, mi mejor cancion
todo eso fuiste te lo perdiste
fuiste mi orgullo
fuiste mi verdad
y tambien fuiste mi felicidad
todo eso fuiste te lo perdiste
De repente una mañana cuando desperte
vi que todo es una mentira
fue mi culpa enamorarme yo te enamore
creyendo que por mi tu no te iras
no me queda ya mas tiempo para mendigar
rogando por tu estupido cariño
yo me cambio y digo basta basta para mi
porque estoy desamorada de ti

Fuiste mi vida
fuiste mi pasion
fuiste mi sueño, mi mejor cancion
todo eso fuiste te lo perdiste
fuiste mi orgullo
fuiste mi verdad
y tambien fuiste mi felicidad
todo eso fuiste te lo perdiste.

Natalia Oreiro