Mark Knopfler (Dire Straits) - Brothers in Arms

Mark Knopfler (Dire Straits) - Brothers in Arms


These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day youll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And youll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
Ive watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

Theres so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the suns gone to hell
And the moons riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
Were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

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Jimi Hendrix - All Along The Watchtower

Jimi Hendrix - All Along The Watchtower


There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
Hey hey

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke but uh
But you and I weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
Hey

Hey

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants to, but huh
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approachin
And the wind began to howl
Hey
Oh
All along the watchtower
Hear you sing around the watch
Gotta beware gotta beware I will
Yeah
Ooh baby
All along the watchtower

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Jimi Hendrix with the Rolling Stones (Long version) / Rocks Off Message Board

oh hell!
an excelent song ...
long time, gold time... crazy and beauty years

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Bob Dylan - Like A Rolling Stone

Like A Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

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Bob Dylan Blowin' In the Wind

Blowin' In The Wind



How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.


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Pasarea Colibri - Ploaia care va veni
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(adaptare de Dorin Liviu Zaharia dupa
o piesa a grupului "ECHIPA '84", Dorin Liviu Zaharia)

Sunt un frate tanar, care crede in dreptate,
Am ochi negri dar am mainile curate.
Iubesc pletele si ploaia si camasile-nflorate,
Nu raspund cand mi se-arunca vorbe-n spate.

Un fapt fara importanta
ma poate face sa sper,
Ma-nclin si pun in balanta
ce-i sfant cu ce-i efemer.

Peste tot atarna greu
Teama de sinceritate...
Dar de cate ori, prieteni, n-am suras cu intristare
Cand sperantele pareau inselatoare.

Cand necinstea si prostia
si-ascundeau prin gropi norocul,
Stiti de cate ori, prieteni, le-am prins jocul.

Ne-am saturat de palavre,
de carti si filme de soc,
Cu vampe, regi si cadavre,
cu stele de iarmaroc.

Ploaia care va veni
Le va potopi pe toate.

Ni-e lehamite de marsuri,
de tromboane si plocoane,
De blazoane, de canoane si fasoane.
Fiindca banul si prostia
sunt pericole morale
Circul vietii ne-a impus salturi mortale.

Deasupra florilor noastre
ciuperca cheama a pustiu,
Din cer cad pasari albastre
si totusi nu e prea tarziu.

Ploaia care va veni
Le va potopi pe toate.
Sa-ncercam sa facem noi
Un oras fara pacate.
4*| Ploaia care va veni
| Le va potopi pe toate.
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Pasarea Colibri - peste Rabdari

Pasarea Colibri-Peste rabdari
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PESTE RABDARI

(Mircea Vintila, Gheorghe Azap)

Atunci cand ai promis ca vii
Mi-am pus camasa de nylon
Aceea cu pasmanterii,
Si-n suflet inca un zorzon.

Ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem pe bombeu
Paseam atent, paseam atent, paseam atent sa nu ma sfarm;
Miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma destul de greu;
Infipt in blugi, infipt in blugi, infipt in blugii bleu jandarm.

Peste rabdari te-am asteptat,
Incins de-un patos urias,
Sa-ti darui moftul preferat
Si-o trotineta cu atas.

Ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem pe bombeu
Paseam atent, paseam atent, paseam atent sa nu ma sfarm;
Miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma destul de greu;
Infipt in blugi, infipt in blugi, infipt in blugii bleu jandarm.

Dar n-ai sosit nici mai apoi
Incat, de-a binelea posac,
Mi-am procurat tigari de foi
Si le-am topit cu basamac.

Ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem pe bombeu
Paseam atent, paseam atent, paseam atent sa nu ma sfarm;
Miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma destul de greu;
Infipt in blugi, infipt in blugi, infipt in blugii bleu jandarm.

Vezi tu, acum la mine in piept
Se zbat suspinele fierbinti,
Si n-am habar ce mai astept
In lumea in care tu ma minti.

| Ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem, ma lustruisem pe bombeu
2* | Paseam atent, paseam atent, paseam atent sa nu ma sfarm;
| Miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma, miscandu-ma destul de greu;
| Infipt in blugi, infipt in blugi, infipt in blugii bleu jandarm.



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Parazitii - De ziua TA

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Esti un nasol cu lant de aur la gat si creierul
gol
Cumperi toale de firma false bagi mecla in Mall
Ai un Seria 5 iti pute botul plescai Mentol
Mor femeile dupa tine fa ti un control
Cap de bivol vad ca tu n ai rude ai stol
Si o sa mi aduc in pistol munitia de razboi la
paintball
Esti parvenit dai cu banii in lautari


Da da sa s*gi p**a de ziua ta


Esti un c***t retardat care sta pe "Guggle"
Joaca table râgâie cand da duble
Canta "O viata mea" cand e plimbat in dube
La parnaie o s**e in chec visand p***e nude
Ne bucuram sincer frate, iti meriti soarta
Cauta ne in 20 de ani cand ti se va deschide
poarta
Esti umilit,nefericit pup pa tine


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta



Esti un paznic b*rât cu ceapa n gat
Fi multumit ca ai crescut cu vaca la pascut
Prostia ta e scut noi n avem aparare
Cand iti aperi obiectivul transpirat cu ceafa n
soare
In jurul tau "e multe" nu intelegi nimic
Si presupui uimit ca esti in caruta cand te bagi
in lift
Iti dam kick g*****e exact ca Basescu


Da da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta


Esti un porc posesor de casa de discuri
Ti am bagat milioane in cont tu vezi doar
riscuri
Fiscul te vaneaza fi pe faza esti o mina de aur
Si o sa plangi falit la audit cu lacrimi de
minotaur
Nu sunt bogat, sunt respectat , in schimb
Cand fac afaceri sar la gat da te n foc nu dau
limbi
N ar fi rau sa te schimbi un pic si nu uita


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta

Esti un popa infect cu mana pe bani
Cand e vorba de f***t copii si lins incoane ai
sapte'de ani
Te temi ca Dumnezeu ramane fara fani
Cand bagi alcool ,mancare si vrei bani la
inmormantare
Oare, hoitul tau gras o sa sperie morga
Cand vei parasi pamantul si o sa mori ca Iorga
Noi glumim acum si fumam ceva in cinstea ta


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta


Cred ca ti a vorbit ma ta despre mine
O s*******c fara oprire zici ca sunt pe alcaline
Am nevoie de un microfon si de o c***a ca tine
Sa ma inspire si ti cant fara oprire pana maine
Esti o c***a in stat tot vrei bani de la mine
Iti doresc sa ti iei de iei lumanari si pastile
Te astept in poarta ta cu flori de nu ma uita


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta


Esti un gabor gras traiesti periculos
Fara cartus pe teava puti a prost
Devii nervos in post sa citesti nu stii
Mai ai vreo sapte ani sa incepi sa ncerci sa
scrii
Iti iei p**i in bot din orice directie in
intersectie
Parca faci colectie
Daca i asa de ziua ta hai ca ti dau ceva


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta


Esti doar o zdreanta , Zdreanto seara de seara
Ai doar un scop sa faci banii sa dispara
Esti fata cuminte doar pe verticala cand stai
Pe orizontala esti o c***a penala
Te privim toti cum stai in statie la tramvai
F****a ,combinata de fraierii de pe Hi5
In caz ca mai stai dau de baut
In caz ca mi place ursuletul tau de plus
Mi l dai sa l f*t?
Ma placi si eu te plac da n sange asa


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta

Esti mare rapper dar mai ai ceva in plus
Te comporti exact ca p***a din strofa de mai sus
Cand vrei sa ti se s**a te izbesti de un refuz
Te joaca in picioare p***a pe o piesa proasta de
blues
Esti confuz in lumea asta dura plin de ura
Te uiti in p***a precum cainele in friptura
Te plangi ca nimeni nu te vrea hai vino ncoa


Da da sa s**i p**a de ziua ta

Cred ca ti a vorbit ma ta , ma ta ,ma ta despre
mine



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Bancuri pe mess: Fete cu chef: NU E BANC

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