Showing posts with label sunete. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sunete. Show all posts

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Sondre Lerche songs...

It's the pounding in the heart whenever you are gone without any trace
It's the breaking of the waves that were about to really carry someplace
It's a major minor detail
It's a solitary sequel to never knowing anything at all

It's the ticking of the clock when you wake up alone at seven AM
It's the thought of getting used to something so right and then just throw it away
It's a major minor detail
On a misty morning L train
And the fear of having to go back

You'll hear the piano sound
And know something turned around

It's the circus I bring on whenever I reach out to touch you my dear
It's the laws of our attraction and the fact that it's all going somewhere
It's a major minor detail
Like erasing that old ghost train
So one day I can be with you

It's the morning after everything has dawned and I'm about to be late
The sun here on my left and that piano on the right is my date
It's a major minor detail
It's a soiltary sequel to never knowing anything at all

Saturday, February 10, 2007

I've seen it all

Bjork:
I've seen it all
I have seen the trees
I have seen the willow leaves dancing in the breeze

Thom:
I've seen a man killed by his best friend
and lives that were over before they were spent

Thom and Bjork:
I've seen what I was and I know what I'll be
I've seen it all there is no more to see

Bjork:
You haven't seen elephants, kings or Peru

Thom:
I'm happy to say I had better to do

Bjork:
What about China? Have you seen the Great Wall?

Thom:
All walls are great if the roof doesn't fall
the man you will marry, the home you will share

Bjork:
To be honest, I really don't care

Thom:
You've never been to Niagara Falls?

Bjork:
I have seen water
it's water, that's all

Thom:
The Eiffel Tower
and the Empire State

Bjork:
My pulse was as high
on my bery first date

Thom:
Your grandson's hand
as he plays with your hair

Bjork:
To be honest, I really don't care

Thom and Bjork:
I've seen it all
I've seen the dark
I've seen the brightness in one little spark
I've seen what I choose and I've seen what I need
and that is enough
to want more would be greed
I've seen what I was and I know what I'll be
I've seen it all there is no more to see

Thom:
You've seen it all and all you have seen
you can always review on your own little screen
the light and the dark the big and the small
just keep in mind you need no more at all

Thom and Bjork:
You've seen what you were and know what you'll be
you've seen it all there is no more to see


*"Dancer in the dark" soundtrack
Bjork feat. Thom Yorke - "I've seen it all"

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

mOnocHroME

[and why does this song sound good and optimistic for me, i wonder?]

Anyway, I can try
anything in the same circle
leading to nowhere
and I'm tired now.

Anyway, I've lost my face,
my dignity, my look,
everything is gone
and I'm tired now.

Don't be scared,
I found a good job and I go to work
every day
on my old bicycle you loved.

I am pilling up some unread books under my bed
and I really think I'll never read again.

No concentration, just a white disorder
everywhere around me you know I'm so tired now.

Don't worry
I often go to dinners and parties
with some old friends who care for me, take me back home
and stay.


Monochrome floors, monochrome walls, only absence near me,
nothing but silence around me.
monochrome flat, monochrome life, only absence near me,
nothing but silence around me.

Sometimes I search an event or something
to remind me,
but I've really got
nothing in mind.

Sometimes I open the windows and listen
people walking in the down streets.
there is life out there.

Don't worry
I often go to dinners and parties
with some old friends who care for me, take me back home
and stay.

Anyway, I can try
anything it's the same circle
That leads to nowhere
and I'm tired now.

Anyway,
I've lost my face,
my dignity, my look,
everything is gone
and I'm tired now.

Don't be scared,
I found a good job and I go to work
every day
on my old bicycle you loved.

Monochrome floors, monochrome walls, only absence near me,
nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life, only absence near me,
nothing but silence around me

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Am gasiiiiit !!!



http://www.feeder.ro/2006/05/tamaka-micul-print-mix.html

Monday, September 04, 2006

Stelele care cad

Daca azi...
E doar o poarta deschisa spre ieri
Si-o sa faci ce-ai facut,
Si-o sa stii ce-ai stiut,
Dar, n-o sa mai stii sa speri.
Mai stai pana maine, sa vezi cum e
Mai stai pana maine, poate nu trebuie
Sa vrei ce vrei, poate, ai nevoie de altceva
Si nu uita:

Stelele care cad... nu pier
Stelele care cad se duc spre un alt cer
Stelele care cad... nu pier
Stelele care cad se duc spre un alt cer

Daca azi...
Drumul pe care erai s-a inchis
Poate ca nu era, drumul pe care trebuia
Sa alergi spre vis...
Sau poate ca da, si poate ca maine
Se va deschide din nou, -n fata ta
Oricum ar fi, ai in fata o zi, mergi spre ea,
Si nu uita:

Stelele care cad... nu pier
Stelele care cad se duc spre un alt cer
Stelele care cad... nu pier
Stelele care cad se duc spre un alt cer