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Συζήτηση στο φόρουμ 'Τέχνη' που ξεκίνησε από το μέλος Marlen Daudaux, στις 1 Σεπτεμβρίου 2014.

  1. íɑʍ_Monkeץ

    íɑʍ_Monkeץ Contributor



    ps οι στίχοι είναι στο βίδεο.  
     
  2. Tenebra_Silente

    Tenebra_Silente Contributor

    The severed Garden ( Jim Morrison )

    Wow! I'm sick of doubt
    Live in the light of certain South
    Cruel bindings

    The servants have the power
    Dog, men and their mean women
    Pulling poor blankets over our sailors

    I'm sick of dour faces
    Staring at me from the T.V. tower
    I want roses in my garden bower, dig

    Royal babies, rubies must now replace
    Aborted strangers in the mud
    These mutants, blood-meal
    For the plant that's plowed

    They are waiting to take us
    into the severed garden
    Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
    Comes death on a strange hour

    Unannounced, unplanned for
    Like a scaring over-friendly guest
    You've brought to bed

    Death makes angels of us all
    And gives us wings
    Where we had shoulders
    Smooth as raven's claws

    No more money, no more fancy dress
    This other kingdom seems by far the best
    Until it's other jaw reveals incest
    And loose obedience to a vegetable law

    I will not go
    I prefer a feast of friends
    To the giant family

     
  3. Δρόμοι Παλιοί - Μανόλης Αναγνωστάκης

    Δρόμοι παλιοί που αγάπησα και μίσησα ατέλειωτα
    κάτω απ’ τους ίσκιους των σπιτιών να περπατώ
    νύχτες των γυρισμών αναπότρεπτες κι η πόλη νεκρή

    Την ασήμαντη παρουσία μου βρίσκω σε κάθε γωνιά
    κάμε να σ’ ανταμώσω κάποτε φάσμα χαμένο του πόθου μου κι εγώ

    Ξεχασμένος κι ατίθασος να περπατώ
    κρατώντας μια σπίθα τρεμόσβηστη στις υγρές μου παλάμες

    Και προχωρούσα μέσα στη νύχτα χωρίς να γνωρίζω κανένα
    κι ούτε κανένας κι ούτε κανένας με γνώριζε με γνώριζε...

     
  4. brenda

    brenda FU very much

    My lover's got humour
    She's the giggle at a funeral
    Knows everybody's disapproval
    I should've worshipped her sooner
    If the Heavens ever did speak
    She is the last true mouthpiece
    Every Sunday's getting more bleak
    A fresh poison each week
    'We were born sick,' you heard them say it
    My church offers no absolutes
    She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
    The only heaven I'll be sent to
    Is when I'm alone with you
    I was born sick, but I love it
    Command me to be well
    Amen. Amen. Amen

    Take me to church
    I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    Take me to church
    I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    If I'm a pagan of the good times
    My lover's the sunlight
    To keep the Goddess on my side
    She demands a sacrifice
    To drain the whole sea
    Get something shiny
    Something meaty for the main course
    That's a fine looking high horse
    What you got in the stable?
    We've a lot of starving faithful
    That looks tasty
    That looks plenty
    This is hungry work

    Take me to church
    I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    Take me to church
    I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    No masters or kings when the ritual begins
    There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
    In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
    Only then I am human
    Only then I am clean
    Amen. Amen. Amen

    Take me to church
    I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    Take me to church
    I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

     
  5. Siren_Peisinoe

    Siren_Peisinoe Ανενεργή επί του παρόντος.

    Αγαπημένο
     
  6. íɑʍ_Monkeץ

    íɑʍ_Monkeץ Contributor

    We start it from the bed
    Take it to the floor
    Tell me what you need
    Baby let me know
    We don’t need to rush
    We can take it slow
    Cause all this is for
    You and me alone
    Shut off all the phones
    We…. home
    Hope us to ourselves
    Imma make it known
    Ain’t nobody else


    You know that we will stay the night in
    Cause I’ve been
    Waiting for this love
    No, I just can’t enough

    Would you wanna stay the night in
    The time is
    Right for me and you
    Ain’t no telling what we do

    Got me talking love you
    Got me talking love you
    Now we’re talking love you
    I’ve been waiting for this love
    Got me talking love you
    Got me talking love you
    Now we’re talking love you
    I’ve been waiting for this love



     
  7. Tenebra_Silente

    Tenebra_Silente Contributor

    Forced Vision ( Saltillo )

    Or are you both?
    And what do you lust after?
    How can such a thing as lust even be.
    When it is provable that you are nothing but a temporary agglomeration of atoms.
    Wavelengths of energy, as it were.
    Though this moment has this form, but not for long.
    And is not even fully present in this form.
    For do you not think?
    And in thinking, do you not think of places?
    Am I then to think these places of which you think are... thought in your head or are they in your head?
    Or are they somewhere else?
    In thinking of them, do you see them?
    In seeing of them, are they real?
    If they are not real, will you then say that what you see before you now is more or less real, therefore you only know it by the seeing?
    Is that not so?
    Yes, I thought as much.

    Because I would submit to you, my friend, that you are surrounded by allegory.

    All of this is allegory.
    All of it.

    All of it.

    This is allegory. This flesh.

     
  8. Tenebra_Silente

    Tenebra_Silente Contributor

    Gimme Shelter ( The Rolling Stones )

    Oh, a storm is threat'ning
    My very life today
    If I don't get some shelter
    Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away
    War, children, it's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    War, children, it's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    Ooh, see the fire is sweepin'
    Our very street today
    Burns like a red coal carpet
    Mad bull lost your way
    War, children, it's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    War, children, it's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    Rape, murder!
    It's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    Rape, murder!
    It's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    Rape, murder!
    It's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    The floods is threat'ning
    My very life today
    Gimme, gimme shelter
    Or I'm gonna fade away
    War, children, it's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    It's just a shot away
    I tell you love, sister, it's just a kiss away
    It's just a kiss away
    It's just a kiss away
    It's just a kiss away
    It's just a kiss away
    Kiss away, kiss away

     
  9. Siren_Peisinoe

    Siren_Peisinoe Ανενεργή επί του παρόντος.

    Κομματαρα!!!!!!!!!!
     
  10. Tenebra_Silente

    Tenebra_Silente Contributor

    Λες λίγο φιλαράκι... 
     
  11. Siren_Peisinoe

    Siren_Peisinoe Ανενεργή επί του παρόντος.

    Το ξέρω δεν περιγράφεται....!  
     
  12. Εξίσου αγαπημένο!