να'μαι παλι εδω λοιπον..
αλλη μια αρχη..
μετα απο μεγαλο διαλλειμα..
ειναι αληθεια πως δεν ειχα να γραψω πολλα..
ουτε εχω απ'ο,τι φαινεται ακομα..
γι'αυτο και τις σκεψεις κρατουσα κρυφες τελευταια..
κι επειτα μια γλυκια παρουσια,
μου θυμησε τον κοσμο που ειχε δημιουργηθει καποτε
στη μπλογκοσφαιρα..
μ'εβαλε σε τρυπακι να γραψω μερικα λογια και παλι..
κι ετσι μ'ενα τραγουδι αγαπημενο..
κι αφιερωμενο εξαιρετικα σε καθε ψυχη που περναει απο τη γειτονια αυτη..
σας στελνω την καλησπερα μου..
να περνατε ομορφα και να χαμογελατε ολοι!!
υγ : σ'ευχαριστω Αννούλα .. ;)
απο τον Αλκινοο στον Διονυση Θεοδοση.. απο ποιηση σε σχολιασμο.. κι απο την Μαλακασα στην Οκλαχομα.. με συνοδεια καποιας ομορφης μελωδιας!!
Τρίτη, Νοεμβρίου 9
Τετάρτη, Οκτωβρίου 6
Rip Steve Lee..
Gotthard's singer Steve Lee died in a motorcycle accident in San Francisco,
earlier today..
May he rest in peace while he'll live forever through his music..
earlier today..
May he rest in peace while he'll live forever through his music..
Παρασκευή, Σεπτεμβρίου 3
Δευτέρα, Αυγούστου 30
tonight i'll be with you..
tonight.. i'll stay under your pillow..
watching you sleeping..
and dreaming of someone..
that will be the one for you..
i'll sit and watch your chest,
moving while breathing..
and i'll caress your hair,
tender like a breeze..
tonight i'll stay with you..
i'll live below your pillow..
i'll try to enter your dreams..
and i'll try to be the one..
and then i'll kiss you..
just before the first shine of the day..
and i'll be gone..
waiting for the night to come again..
watching you sleeping..
and dreaming of someone..
that will be the one for you..
i'll sit and watch your chest,
moving while breathing..
and i'll caress your hair,
tender like a breeze..
tonight i'll stay with you..
i'll live below your pillow..
i'll try to enter your dreams..
and i'll try to be the one..
and then i'll kiss you..
just before the first shine of the day..
and i'll be gone..
waiting for the night to come again..
Σάββατο, Αυγούστου 28
It's been a long time
since the first time i died..
It's been a long road,
and pain and mystery..
It's been cold and dark..
and it's been lonely right after..
It's been the point i realized,
that i would die again..
And it's been many more times ever since,
more painfull and gloomy..
And it's been carved inside my head,
that i would have to live..
with the fear of dying again..
till i'd be lost forever..
Then i opened my eyes,
stood and looked into the mirror..
Walked on life's path
till it would be time..
another time to say it's over..
another time to say goodbye..
Till life proves it's worth..another shot..
(just some piece of inspiration,
that i needed to note down..
life and death might have
a metaphorical meaning as well,inside those thoughts..)
since the first time i died..
It's been a long road,
and pain and mystery..
It's been cold and dark..
and it's been lonely right after..
It's been the point i realized,
that i would die again..
And it's been many more times ever since,
more painfull and gloomy..
And it's been carved inside my head,
that i would have to live..
with the fear of dying again..
till i'd be lost forever..
Then i opened my eyes,
stood and looked into the mirror..
Walked on life's path
till it would be time..
another time to say it's over..
another time to say goodbye..
Till life proves it's worth..another shot..
(just some piece of inspiration,
that i needed to note down..
life and death might have
a metaphorical meaning as well,inside those thoughts..)
Παρασκευή, Ιουλίου 30
while clock is ticking..
welcome home..
get some rest while we'll be talkin'
about all this time spent apart..
feel the place..
and wake memories..
come lay with me ..
in the blooming garden,
where birds are singing..
for the past and present..
and for the years to come..
let that sigh go,
for it will be soon time..
to leave again..
and seize every drip of time..
before time ceases you..
welcome home..
back to life back to love..
back to promises..
get some rest while we'll be talkin'
about all this time spent apart..
feel the place..
and wake memories..
come lay with me ..
in the blooming garden,
where birds are singing..
for the past and present..
and for the years to come..
let that sigh go,
for it will be soon time..
to leave again..
and seize every drip of time..
before time ceases you..
welcome home..
back to life back to love..
back to promises..
Δευτέρα, Ιουνίου 21
κι υστερα ερχεται η σκεψη..
μερα παραξενη..
με διαθεση μουντη..
κι ενα συννεφο απο σκεψεις..
σε μια γκρι αποχρωση..
να παιζει με το φως,
κρυφτο μπροστα στα ματια μας..
και μεσα στο παιχνιδι..
να βρισκεις οσα εχασες..
αλλα να χανεσαι ξανα..
κι οι σκεψεις παιρνουν αλλο χρωμα..
απο το γκρι,στο μπλε,στο κοκκινο..
κι υστερα μ'ενα μωβ..
να χαιρετουν τη μερα που εφυγε..
και να σου ψιθυριζουν πραγματα στο αυτι..
και σκεψεις που ποτε δεν εκανες..
κι ετσι ξεχνιεσαι στο διαλογο..
με σκεψεις και με χρωματα..
νεα μερα ξημερωνει..
μα το παιχνιδι ιδιο οπως παντα..
κι εσυ ονειρευεσαι..
κι αλλη διαθεση..
και φως..και χρωματα..
(καλο μας απογευμα.. αφιερωμενο σε οσους νιωθουν να τους εκφραζει..
να ειστε καλα..)
να ειστε καλα..)
Κυριακή, Ιουνίου 13
.. ενω εφευγα..

..θυμαμαι που ηρθες,
ενω εφευγα..
μια λαμψη θυμαμαι..
θυμαμαι τα βραδυα,
που ελεγες για οσα
θα δουμε στο αυριο..
θυμαμαι το σκοταδι,
στο χθες που ηθελες
να ονειρευεσαι
για το σημερα,
που σε λιγο θα'χει χαθει
στα καλαθι με τις στιγμες που περασαν..
θυμαμαι ενα χαμογελο,
που σαν φως..
εδωσε ζωη στο σημερα..
που ισως αυριο
να ειναι παρελθον ,
μια ακομα χαμενη στιγμη..
θυμαμαι το σ'αγαπω..
που δεν ξερω αν ηταν ποτε παρον,
ή παρελθον..
και θυμαμαι
γι΄αλλη μια φορα να φευγω,
πανω στο φιλι του αυριο με το σημερα..
δεν ξερω αυριο αν θα θυμαμαι..
μα ξερω πως στο αυριο του χθες
θα ειμαι εδω..αλλη μια στιγμη
απο αυτες που περιμενουν
μεχρι σαν λαμψη,
να γινουν κομματι του χρονου που εφυγε..
Δευτέρα, Ιουνίου 7
sounds good to me..
Say goodbye and close your eyes, let's drift away..
Like a ship on the ocean, we'll set sail for a better day..
Come live in a daydream, this is your wonderland..
Let's swim in the deep sea, so jump in and take my hand..
Dream away don't wait for the night,
'cause any old time at all sounds good to me..
Hello, you can open your eyes, we're almost there..
Can you feel all the energy, there's magic everywhere..
Come live in a daydream, this is your destiny..
Just let the feeling surround you and it will set you free..
We've all got problems, don't let them get to you..
And when your feeling down, there's only one thing to do..
Dream away don't wait for the night
'cause any old time at all sounds good to me..
Dream away, everything's alright,
I hope it sounds good to you, sounds good to me..
Sounds good to me..
We've all got problems, don't let them get to you..
And when your feeling down, there's only one thing to do..
Dream away don't wait for the night..
'cause any old time at all sounds good to me..
Dream away, everything's alright..
I hope it sounds good to you, sounds good to me..
Sounds good to me..
Like a ship on the ocean, we'll set sail for a better day..
Come live in a daydream, this is your wonderland..
Let's swim in the deep sea, so jump in and take my hand..
Dream away don't wait for the night,
'cause any old time at all sounds good to me..
Hello, you can open your eyes, we're almost there..
Can you feel all the energy, there's magic everywhere..
Come live in a daydream, this is your destiny..
Just let the feeling surround you and it will set you free..
We've all got problems, don't let them get to you..
And when your feeling down, there's only one thing to do..
Dream away don't wait for the night
'cause any old time at all sounds good to me..
Dream away, everything's alright,
I hope it sounds good to you, sounds good to me..
Sounds good to me..
We've all got problems, don't let them get to you..
And when your feeling down, there's only one thing to do..
Dream away don't wait for the night..
'cause any old time at all sounds good to me..
Dream away, everything's alright..
I hope it sounds good to you, sounds good to me..
Sounds good to me..
Ετικέτες
annihilator,
Kostas L.A.,
sounds good to me
Πέμπτη, Ιουνίου 3
California.. by Joni Mitchell
Sitting in a park in Paris, France
Reading the news and it sure looks bad
They won't give peace a chance
That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I wouldn't want to stay here
It's too old and cold and settled in it's ways here
Oh, but California
California I'm coming home
I'm going to see the folks I dig
I'll even kiss a Sunset pig
California I'm coming home
I met a redneck on a Grecian isle
Who did the goat dance very well
He gave me back my smile
But he kept my camera to sell
Oh the rogue, the red red rogue
He cooked good omelettes and stews
And I might have stayed on with him there
But my heart cried out for you, California
Oh California I'm coming home
Oh make me feel good rock'n roll band
I'm your biggest fan
California, I'm coming home
CHORUS:
Oh it gets so lonely
When you're walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
Just gives you the blues
Just gives you the blues
So I bought me a ticket
I caught a plane to Spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue
They said, "How long can you hang around?"
I said "a week, maybe two,
Just until my skin turns brown
Then I'm going home to California"
California I'm coming home
Oh will you take me as I am
Strung out on another man
California I'm coming home
CHORUS:
Oh it gets so lonely
When you're walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
More about the war
And the bloody changes
Oh will you take me as l am?
Will you take me as l am?
Will you?
*με τη Joni Mitchell να μας ταξιδευει πισω στο 1970
*και με καθε σκεψη να γυριζει εκει στις δυτικες ακτες τις καλιφορνια..
*και με το ονειρο να δυναμωνει για αλλη μια φορα..
*ελπιζουμε.. :)
*καλη και ομορφη μερα σε ολους..
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