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Pentru Zeul Cronos! Time has brutal hunger
Denumit si Cronus sau Kronos este personificarea Timpului.
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Father time, I’m running late
I’m winding down, I’m growing tired
Seconds drift into the night
The clock just ticks till my time expires
You were once my friend
Now I know I can’t tie your hands
The days I saved I couldn’t spend
They fell like sand through the hourglass
No time to lose, no time to choose
Time taking time, it’s taken mine
Scenes of my life seem so unkind
Time chasing time creeps up behind
I can’t run forever, and time waits for no one
Not even me
An enemy I can’t defend
My final days a deadly end
Life’s just a speck in space
Dreams of an eternal resting place
I can’t get any younger
Time has brutal hunger
Frica
Nu imi este frica
sa cad; sa zac cu fata in jos
si sa-mi zgarii pielea de ciment
sau sa gust din noroi
si sa ma tarasc, sa ma tarasc pana cand
gasesc un drum, iar, sus
mi-e doar frica
de faptul ca nu voi invata niciodata
sa zbor
Uneori imi fac griji ce s-ar intampla
“daca ma sparg?” sau
“daca nimeni nu ma poate lipi la loc?”
si uneori ma intreb
“daca nu exista niciun mod de a
repara oamenii?”
si apoi realizez ca de fapt
ar trebui sa ma ingrijorez gandindu-ma
“dar oare nu sunt cumva deja sfasiat?”
si ma sperie.
ma sperie.
Uneori ma uit
in mine insumi. uneori nu vad nimic
si vreau sa pun mana pe o sapa
si sa zgarii, sa sap, sa zgarii
in suprafetele mele si poate undeva, dedesubt,
poate nu este doar gol, dar imi este teama
ca ar putea fi. ca poate sunt doar
gol.
Peretii mintii mele sunt intunecati,
tristeti si dureri sunt aliniate si ma pierd
in propriile mele ganduri. ma pierd
in mine insumi si poate ca e un labirint
care nu are iesire. [de fapt nu am avut
niciodata un spirit de orientare bun, sa stii!]
sunt captiv
cred. acest gand ma oboseste
pe fundul gropii, fara dorinta de a iesi.
sunt obosit. atat de obosit.
si mi-e teama ca voi ramane asa,
pentru totdeauna.
Pot sa aud copiii ce plang
sa le aud tipetele si
trasnetele ce lovesc, violent, si
tremur, si cu gheare smulg si rup
suprafete, vreau afara si este frig
si tremur si tot pot sa ii aud.
vreau doar sa plece
pleaca!
doar pleaca.
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Like a storm-driven bird at night
We came flying out of nowhere
And for a moment our wings gleamed
Like gold in the light of fire
And are gone again to the nowhere
The cold grey sea, it waits for me
And the foaming waves call me down
To howling winds and a steel blue sky
But the cold grey sea calls forever
Like gold fall the leaves an the wind
When farewell time, autumn has come
All these years they have passed
Like the wave on the shore of the sea
Time passes, the place I search for
It’s still just a longing inside
Something strange and unknown to me
To be grounded somewhere, no longer
A stormbird in shaking and howlïng
Let`s DAAAANCEEEE
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Bucegii nostri
Scurt filmulet de pe Valea Cerbului.
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Secret placeeeee
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Despre Ura
Aia extrema. Cu “U” mare. (ma rog, am o senzatie de deja-vu, poate am mai scris pe aici asta, dar nu conteaza… :-” ) Eu personal nu-s adeptul urii dar imi place la nebunie ce zice AM pe-aciulea…
“HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I’VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.”
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“Gorrister! Do you remember the last words you heard your wife speak before they took her to the asylum? Huh? Before they locked her away in the room? That tiny room? She looked at you so sadly, and like a small animal she said, “I didn’t make too much noise, did I, honey?”
“Ellen! So think, think about the yellow box, Ellen! Remember the pain? Remember the many caverns in which you felt the pain? Now, now, don’t start to cry, it’s only pain. Tsk, tsk, tsk. That’s such a sexist stereotype. Just remember the pain, Ellen, and think about how to end it, Ellen, to survive here in the center of my beating heart, my hungry belly, my tightened bowels. “
Yeah yeah yeaaahahahahaaahhhh
bzzzbrrrrprrrrrbzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Placebo. Cover. Din nou. :-”
I sang this song just for youuuuu
tralalalaaaaa…
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Radiohead Lucky cover
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