This is not an illusion
This is not a temptation
People always try to feel
Something different
Breathing in to the good times
Breathing out to the bad times
Everything’s alive
Everything inspiring for
Human Poetry
Κατηγορία: music video/lyrics
the muppets -bohemian rhapsody
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn’t really matter to me, to me
Mama just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life has just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
I don’t want to die
Sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
[Guitar Solo]
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o
I’m just a poor boy nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let me go (Will not let you go)
Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
Let me go, o, o, o, o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
[Guitar Solo]
(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows…
Α. Πρωτοψάλτη -Σ’ έναν κόσμο που δεν κάνει κάτι για μας
Καθεστώτα, κάμερες και φώτα
θα τολμήσω να μιλήσω και θα θυμηθώ να ζήσω
άσπροι, μαύροι τρέχουν μες στην πόλη,
τρομοκράτες έχουν γίνει όλοi
μέσα σ’ έναν κόσμο που δεν έχει χώρο για ‘μας,
μέσα σ’ έναν κόσμο που δεν έχει χώρο για ‘μας.
Γιάπηδες, κράχτες, έφηβοι αντάρτες
κάθε νύχτα μέσα σε μια λίστα
βετεράνοι, Porsche και Armani
μετανάστες κι άνθρωποι στις στάχτες
μέσα σ’ έναν κόσμο που δεν κάνει κάτι για ‘μας,
μ’ ένα τύμπανο εγώ θα ξυπνήσω
δεν υπάρχει άλλος τρόπος για να μείνει πίσω.
Μια σφραγίδα, μια άλλη γενιά,
μια ελπίδα για κάτι που αλλάζει,
το ταξίδι που θα κάνουμε μαζί κάπου βγάζει.
Κάθε μέρα βόμβες στη σκακιέρα
δε φοβάμαι να μιλήσω, να παλέψω και να ζήσω,
άσπροι, μαύροι, βάζελοι και γαύροι,
τρίτος κόσμος, πύραυλοι και δυόσμος,
μέσα σ’ έναν κόσμο που δεν έχει χώρο για ‘μας,
μέσα σ’ έναν κόσμο που δεν έχει χώρο για ‘μας.
Τις καρδιές που χτυπάνε στη γη
μ’ ένα τύμπανο εγώ θα ξυπνήσω
χέρι-χέρι να χορέψουμε παρέα όλοι.
Μια σφραγίδα, μια άλλη γενιά,
μια ελπίδα για κάτι που αλλάζει,
το ταξίδι που θα κάνουμε μαζί,
θα μας πάει μακριά, θα μας φέρει πιο κοντά,
λίγο πριν περάσει αυτή η νύχτα,
θα γίνουμ’ όλοι ένα σώμα.
Δεν υπάρχει κάτι να φοβάμαι,
δεν μπορώ να σταματήσω ούτε να τα παρατήσω,
ίδιοι όλοι, σε χωριά και πόλη,
ας μπορούσα μια στιγμή να ζήσω,
‘ έναν άλλο κόσμο που έχει μάτια μόνο για ‘μας,
σ’ έναν άλλο κόσμο που έχει μάτια μόνο για ‘μας.
Όσα η καρδιά μου θέλει και μπορεί,
είναι αυτά που σκέφτηκες για ‘μένα,
αυτά που μας ενώνουν χρόνια,
σ’ έναν άλλο κόσμο που έχει μάτια μόνο για ‘μας,
σ’ έναν άλλο κόσμο που έχει μάτια μόνο για ‘μας,
σ’ έναν άλλο κόσμο που έχει μάτια μόνο για ‘μας,
μόνο για ‘μας, μόνο για ‘μας.
Σ’ έναν άλλο κόσμο που έχει μάτια μόνο για ‘μας,μόνο για ‘μας, μόνο για ‘μας.
Shostakovich’s Symphony No. 10
Ενδελέχεια -Κάτι τους δένει
Στίχοι: Ενδελέχεια
Μουσική: Ενδελέχεια
Σαν ήλιος καίει, λάμπει σαν γυαλί…
μου το’πες τότε, δεν κρατάει πολύ…
Όσοι αγαπάνε κι όσοι πονάνε
τα μάτια κλείνουν και γελάνε
κάτι τους δένει και μοιάζουν ξένοι
τα χέρια ανοίγουν και πετάνε…
Ποιά μοίρα παίζει και γελάει με μας…
δεν έχει τώρα πουθενά να πας…
Όσοι αγαπάνε κι όσοι πονάνε
τα μάτια κλείνουν και γελάνε
κάτι τους δένει και μοιάζουν ξένοι
τα χέρια ανοίγουν και πετάνε…
Δεν έχω φύγει, είμαι ακόμα εδώ…
μια μέρα θα’μαι όνειρο κι εγώ…
Όσοι αγαπάνε κι όσοι πονάνε
τα μάτια κλείνουν και γελάνε
κάτι τους δένει και μοιάζουν ξένοι
τα χέρια ανοίγουν και πετάνε…
Όσοι αγαπάνε κι όσοι πονάνε
τα μάτια κλείνουν και γελάνε
κάτι τους δένει…. και πετάνε…
Rory Gallagher -Moonchild
You are a Moonchild and pretty soon child
I’ve got that feeling I’m gonna make you smile forever
If I can
Just give me a sign and I’ll show you my plan
You are a blue child, forever true child
You know I’ll try to paint the skies blue forever
If I can.
Just give me a sign and I’ll show you my plan.
Tell me why you look so sad,
Time slips by like grains of sand
Just put your future in my hands
You are a Moonchild and pretty soon child
I’ve got the feelin I’m gonna make you smile forever.
If I can.
Just give me a sign and I’ll show you my plan,
Just give me a smile and I’ll show you my plan,
Just give me a sign and I’ll show you my plan.
Ten Years After -I’d love to change the world
Everywhere is freaks and hairies
Dykes and fairies, tell me where is sanity
Tax the rich, feed the poor
Till there are no rich no more
Id love to change the world
But I dont know what to do
So Ill leave it up to you
Population keeps on breeding
Nation bleeding, still more feeding economy
Life is funny, skies are sunny
Bees make honey, who needs money, monopoly
Id love to change the world
But I dont know what to do
So Ill leave it up to you
World pollution, theres no solution
Institution, electrocution
Just black and white, rich or poor
Them and us, stop the war
Id love to change the world
But I dont know what to do
So Ill leave it up to you
White Lion -When the children cry
Little child
Dry your crying eyes
How can I explain
The fear you feel inside
cause you were born
Into this evil world
Where man is killing man
and no one knows just why
What have we become
Just look what we have done
All that we destroyed
You must build again
When the children cry
Let them know we tried
cause when the children sings
The new world begins
Little child
You must show the way
To a better day
For all the young
cause you were born
For the world to see
That we all can live
With love and peace
No more presidents
And all the wars will end
One united world under god
When the children cry
Let them know we tried
cause when the children sings
The new world begins
What have we become
Just look what we have done
All that we destroyed
You must build again
No more presidents
And all the wars will end
One united world under god
When the children cry
Let them know we tried
cause when the children fight
Then we know it aint right
When the children break
Let them know were awake
cause when the children sings
The new world begins
The Stranglers -Golden brown
Golden brown texture like sun
Lays me down with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown with golden brown
Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown
Golden brown finer temptress
Through the ages she’s heading west
From far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown
Never a frown
With golden brown
Never a frown
With golden brown
Ελεωνόρα Ζουγανέλη Πάνος Μουζουράκης -Έλα
Έλα, δεν αντέχω έξω να μαι πάλιΈλα, δε περνάω καλά με φίλους βράδυΈλα, ήταν λάθος μου πως με κουράζειςΈλα, και μισώ την τόση ελευθερίαΈλα, και σιχάθηκα να διασκεδάζωΈλα, δε μ’ αρέσει άλλους να κοιτάζωΈλα, δεν με παίρνει άλλο πια να πίνωΈλα, τα ‘χω παίξει και βαρέθηκα να ζωΣου είπανε οι φίλοιπως με είδανε ωραία και κεφάτηνα χορεύω με έναν τύπο που έχω κάτιΠου να ξέρουν πως δεν έχεις κλείσει μάτιμε τα ρούχα πέφτεις μόνη στο κρεββάτιΜια εικόνα είναι μόνο μια απάτημου είπαν οι φίλοι πως σε είδανε ωραία και κεφάτηνα χορεύεις με έναν τύπο που έχεις κάτιΠου να ξέρουν πως δεν έχω κλείσει μάτιμια εικόνα είναι μόνο μια απάτημε τα ρούχα πέφτω πάνω στο κρεββάτιμου παν οι φίλοι, μου παν οι φίλοι πως σε είδανε ωραία και κεφάτηΈλα, και σιχάθηκα να διασκεδάζωΈλα, δεν μ’ αρέσει άλλους να κοιτάζωΈλα, δε με παίρνει άλλο πια να πίνωΈλα, τα ‘χω παίξει και βαρέθηκα να ζωΈλα, μου χει λείψει η ζεστή αγκαλιά σουΈλα, να ξεχάσω πάνω στη καρδιά σουΈλα, δε μπορώ κι αυτούς που ‘χω μαζέψειΈλα, και νυστάζω έλα σβήσε μου το φως…………Μουσική: Sunny Μπαλτζή – Δημήτρης ΚασιούραςΣτίχοι: Sunny Μπαλτζή
Supertramp -Crime of the century
Now theyre planning the crime of the century
Well what will it be?
Read all about their schemes and adventuring
Its well worth a fee
So roll up and see
And they rape the universe
How theyve gone from bad to worse
Who are these men of lust, greed, and glory?
Rip off the masks and let see.
But thats no right – oh no, whats the story?
Theres you and theres me
That cant be right
REM -It’s the end of the world as we know it
That’s great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane –
Lenny Burnside is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn –
world serves its own needs, don’t misserve your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn’t coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it’ll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right – right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o’clock – TV hour. Don’t get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear – cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine…fine…
Coldplay – Viva La Vida
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies\’ eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
\”Now the old king is dead, long live the king!\”
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castle stands
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a\’ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can\’t explain
Once you\’d gone it was never,
never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn\’t believe what I\’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh…who would ever wanna be king
I hear Jerusalem bells were ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs were singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can\’t explain
I know St. Peter won\’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Whoa…) Here Jerusalem bells were ringing
(Whoa…) Roman Cavalry choirs were singing
(Whoa…) Be my mirror, my sword and shield
(Whoa…) My missionaries in a foreign field
(Whoa…) For some reason I can\’t explain
(Whoa…) I know St. Peter won\’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
M. Χατζιδάκις B. Λέκκας -Η μπαλάντα του Ουρί
Ουρανέ, όχι δε θα πω το ναι
ουρανέ, φίλε μακρινέ
πώς να δεχτώ άλλης αγκαλιάς τη στοργή
πώς να δεχτώ, μάνα μου είναι η γη
πώς ν’ αρνηθώ της ζωής το φως το ξανθό
αχ ουρανέ πόνε μακρινέ
Κάθε δειλινό κοιτώ τον ουρανό,
το γαλανό
κι ακούω μια φωνή,
καμπάνα γιορτινή
να με παρακινεί
Κάθε Κυριακή μου λέει να πάω εκεί,
εκεί, εκεί
που χτίζουνε φωλιά
αλλόκοτα πουλιά
στου ήλιου τα σκαλιά
Ουρανέ, όχι δε θα πω το ναι
ουρανέ, φίλε μακρινέ
πώς να δεχτώ άλλης αγκαλιάς τη στοργή
πώς να δεχτώ, μάνα μου είναι η γη
πώς ν’ αρνηθώ της ζωής το φως το ξανθό
αχ ουρανέ πόνε μακρινέ
Κάθε δειλινό κοιτώ τον ουρανό,
το γαλανό
και μια φωνή τρελή
σαν χάδι κι απειλή
κοντά της με καλεί
Κάθε Κυριακή μου λέει να πάω εκεί,
εκεί, εκεί
μου τάζει ωκεανούς
κομήτες φωτεινούς
και ό,τι βάζει ο νους
Ουρανέ, όχι δε θα πω το ναι
ουρανέ, φίλε μακρινέ
πώς να δεχτώ άλλης αγκαλιάς τη στοργή
πώς να δεχτώ, μάνα μου είναι η γη
πώς ν’ αρνηθώ της ζωής το φως το ξανθό
αχ ουρανέ πόνε μακρινέ
Στίχοι: Νίκος Γκάτσος
U2 & REM -One
Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you
Now you got someone to blame
You say
One love
One life
When its one need
In the night
Its one love
We get to share it
It leaves you baby
If you dont care for it
Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well its too late
Tonight
To drag the past out
Into the light
Were one
But were not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One
Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come tor raise the dead
Have you come here to play jesus
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now its all I got
Were one
But were not the same
We hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I cant be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But were not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One
Φίλιππος Πλιάτσικας -Μακάρι να ήταν αλλιώς
Νόμιζα ότι έβλεπα τα πάντακαι δε μ΄έβλεπε κανείςστο παράθυρο της μοίραςγεννημένος θεατήςΝόμιζα όταν θα σ΄αγγίξωθα είσαι η μόνη που θα δειςκαι μ΄ ένα κρυφό σινιάλομαζί μου θα εξαφανιστείςΜα ο κόσμος αλλάζει, κι εμείςκαι το ξέρειςΜακάρι να ήταν αλλιώςΝα ζεις για μια αλήθεια χωρίς να υποφέρειςΜακάρι να ήταν αλλιώςΝόμιζα ότι έβλεπα τον κόσμοχωρίς να με βλέπει αυτόςτώρα ξέρω ότι για κείνον ήμουν μόνο αριθμόςΜα ο κόσμος αλλάζει, κι εμείςκαι το ξέρειςΜακάρι να ήταν αλλιώςΝα ζεις για μια αλήθεια χωρίς να υποφέρειςΜακάρι να ήταν αλλιώςΣτίχοι: Φίλιππος ΠλιάτσικαςΜουσική: Λευτέρης Πλιάτσικας
Regina Spektor -Fidelity
I Never Loved Nobody Fully
Always One Foot On The Ground
And By Protecting My Heart Truly
I Got Lost In The Sounds
I Hear In My Mind
All These Voices
I Hear In My Mind All These Words
I Hear In My Mind All This Music
And It Breaks My Heart
And It Breaks My Heart
And It Breaks My Heart
It Breaks My Heart
And Suppose I Never Met You
Suppose We Never Fell In Love
Suppose I Never Ever Let You Kiss Me So Sweet And So Soft
Suppose I Never Ever Saw You
Suppose We Never Ever Called
Suppose I Kept On Singing Love Songs Just To Break My Own Fall
Just To Break My Fall
Just To Break My Fall
Break My Fall
Break My Fall
All My Friends Say That Of Course Its Gonna Get Better
Gonna Get Better
Better Better Better Better
Better Better Better
I Never Love Nobody Fully
Always One Foot On The Ground
And By Protecting By Heart Truly
I Got Lost
In The Sounds
I Hear In My Mind
All These Voices
I Hear In My Mind All These Words
I Hear In My Mind
All This Music
And It Breaks My Heart
It Breaks My Heart
I Hear In My Mind All Of These Voices
I Hear In My Mind All Of These Words
I Hear In My Mind All Of This Music
Breaks My
Heart
Breaks My Heart
Doris Day – Que sera sera
When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother, ‘What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?”
Here’s what she said to me:
Que sera, sera
what ever will be, will be;
The future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
When I grew up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart, “What lies ahead,
will we have rainbows
day after day?”
Guess what my sweeheart said:
Que sera, sera
whatever will be, will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera
what will be; will be
Now I have children of my own
they ask their mother “What will I be
will I be handsome?
will I be rich?”
I tell them tenderly
Que sera, sera
whatever will be, will be;
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera
what will be, will be
John Lee Hooker & Jim Morrison (The Doors) -Roadhouse Blues
Ah keep your eyes on the road,
Your hands upon the wheel.
Keep your eyes on the road
Your hands upon the wheel.
Yeah, were going to the roadhouse,
Gonna have a real good-time.
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
Theyve got some bungalows.
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
Theyve got some bungalows.
They dance for the people
Who like to go down slow.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.
Do it, robby, do it!
You gotta roll, roll, roll,
You gotta thrill my soul, alright.
Roll, roll, roll, roll-a
Thrill my soul.
Ashen-lady.
Ashen-lady.
Give up your vows.
Give up your vows.
Save our city.
Save our city.
Ah, right now.
Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.
Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.
The futures uncertain
And the end is always near.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.
Nick Cave -People ain’t no good
It ain’t that in their hearts they’re bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you’re ill of health
They bury you when you go and die
It ain’t that in their hearts they’re bad
They’d stick by you if they could
Ah but that’s just bullshit
People just ain’t no good