pesmi, besedila

Maj 14, 2004

Linkin Park - In The End

It starts with one...

One thing,

I don't know why,

It doesn't even matter how hard you try,

Keep that in mind,

I designed this rhyme,

To explain in due time,

All I know,

Time is a valuable thing,

Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings,

Watch it count down 'till the end of the day,

The clock ticks life away,

It's so unreal,

You didn't look out below,

Watch the time go right out the window,

Trying to hold on,

Didn't even know, I wasted it all,

Just to watch you go,

I kept everything inside,

And even know I tried,

It all fell apart,

What it meant to be,

Will eventually be,

A memory of a time, when ,

I tried so hard and got so far,

But in the end,

It doesn't even matter,

I had to fall,

To lose it all,

But in the end,

It doesn't even matter,

One thing, i don't know why,

It doesn't even matter how hard you try,

Keep that in mind,

I designed this rhyme,

To remind myself

How I tried so hard...

In spite the way you were mocking me,

Acting like i was part of your property,

Remembering all the times you fought with me,

I'm surprised it got so far,

Things aren't the way they were before,

You wouldn't even recognize me anymore,

Not that you knew me back then,

But it all comes back to me,

In the end...

You kept everything inside,

And even know i tried it all fell apart,

What it meant to me, will,

Eventually, be a memory of a time when,

I tried so hard and got so far,

But in the end,

It doesn't even matter,

I had to fall,

To lose it all,

But in the end,

It doesn't even matter,

I've put my trust in you,

Pushed as far as I can go,

For all this,

There's only one thing you should know,

I've put my trust in you,

Pushed as far as i can go,

For all this,

There's only one thing you should know...

I tried so hard and got so far,

But in the end,

It doesn't even matter,

I had to fall,

To lose it all,

But in the end,

It doesn't even matter

:cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:

Maj 15, 2004

Metallica - Die, my darling

Ah

Yeah

Die, die, die my darling

Don’t utter a single word

Die, die, die my darling

Just shut your pretty eyes

I’ll be seeing you again

Yeah, I’ll be seeing you, in hell

So don’t cry to me oh baby

Your future’s in an oblong box

Don’t cry to me oh baby

You should have seen it a-coming on

Don’t cry to me oh baby

I don’t know it was in your card

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Dead-end soul for a dead-end girl

Don’t cry to me oh baby

And now your life drains on the floor

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling

Don’t utter a single word

Die, die, die my darling

Just shut your pretty mouth

I’ll be seeing you again, yeah-yeah

I’ll be seeing you, in hell

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Your future’s in an oblong box

Don’t cry to me oh baby

You should have seen it a-coming on

Don’t cry to me oh baby

I don’t know it was in your card

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Dead-end soul for a dead-end girl

Don’t cry to me oh baby

And now your life drains on the floor

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling

Don’t utter a single word

Die, die, die my darling

Shut your pretty mouth

I’ll be seeing you again

I’ll be seeing you, in hell

Die-die-die

Die

:K :grrr

Maj 15, 2004

V nasmehu nekega dneva

Tomaž Pengov

v nasmehu nekega dneva

stopiš na svoje križišče

in streseš pesek iz popotnih čevljev

nekdo te vpraša kam hočeš

ti skriješ utrujene noge

in poveš

da si bil tam

prijatelji ti odpirajo okna

in ne veš koga si ranil

tvoja roka nikoli ni prazna

karkoli si storil

v nasmehu nekega dneva

si prinesel

prinesel s seboj

med glasbo in njeno tišino

med senco in njenim telesom

med žensko in njeno lahko stopinjo čutiš pot med besedo in molkom

in zemlja na katero si stopil

ti je vzela del potovanja

ko se vrneš

si sam

ptice so zaprle poletje

in dež je ustavil ceste

nad praznim vrčem prsti napnejo strune

in spomin ti verjame

v tišini pretrgaš zaveso

in stopiš

pred drevo ki si ga posadil

v nasmehu nekega dneva

da odlomiš vejo

za na pot

Maj 17, 2004

Here Comes Your Man

Pixies

Outside there's a box car waiting

outside the family stew

out by the fire breathing

outside we wait 'til face turns blue

i know the nervous walking

i know the dirty beard hangs

out by the box car waiting

take me away to nowhere plains

there is a wait so long

you'll never wait so long

here comes your man

big shake on the box car moving

big shake to the land that's falling down

is a wind makes a palm stop blowing

a big big stone fall and break my crown

there is a wait so long

you'll never wait so long

here comes your man

there is a wait so long

you'll never wait so long

here comes your man

there is a wait so long

you'll never wait so long

here comes your man

Maj 17, 2004

Dig For Fire

Pixies

There is this old woman,

she lives down the road,

you can'm often find her...

..kneeling inside of her hole

and I often ask her

"are you looking for the mother lode?"

huh?

no.

no my child, this is not my desire

and then she said

I'm digging for fire (x4)

there is this old man...

...who spent so much of his life sleeping...

...that he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years

he resides

on a beach

in a town

where I am going to live

and I often ask him

"are you looking for the mother lode?"

huh?

no.

no my child, this is not my desire

and then he said...

...

I'm digging for fire (x4)

Maj 17, 2004

IDOLI- MALENA

Jedina,malena,volim te,sakam te

jedina,malena,želim da

Jedina,malena,volim te,sakam te

jedina,malena,želim da fukam te

Jedina,malena,volim te,sakam te

jedina,želim da,fukam te do zorata

Bez tebe ne mogu da spavam,

bez tebe ja više ne učim ko pre

i samo mogu još da lutam

i tako probam da zaboravim sve

Jedina,voljena želim da fukam te,

godine,malena mimo nas prolaze

mojata,o željata da fukam te

ne prestaje....

Maj 18, 2004

NIET - Lep Dan Za Smrt

Sonce je sijalo

in sirene so tulile.

Nebo je bilo modro,

skoraj brez oblačka.

Pod svetlorumenim soncem

sva tekla po cesti,

ko naju je objel prvi blisk,

sva padla.

Pa tako lep dan je bil,

preveč lep za smrt.

Ležala si v krvi,

sredi rjovečega zraka in ognja.

Ležala pod soncem,

razžarjenim, rdečim, neresničnim

Sredi obzorja,

zavitega v dim.

Sredi prvega dneva

vojne, vojne.

Pa tako lep dan je bil,

preveč lep za smrt.

Tvoj strah in zadnji dih,

drgetanje in jok.

Bliža se smrt,

smrt in ne ljubezen.

Tvoje oči s pogledom tja,

kjer je nekoč sijalo sonce,

so bile mrtve.

:grim :grrr :grim

Maj 18, 2004

DIAMONDS AND RUST :wub:

(Words and Music by Joan Baez) :wub:

Well I'll be damned

Here comes your ghost again

But that's not unusual

It's just that the moon is full

And you happened to call

And here I sit

Hand on the telephone

Hearing a voice I'd known

A couple of light years ago

Heading straight for a fall

As I remember your eyes

Were bluer than robin's eggs

My poetry was lousy you said

Where are you calling from?

A booth in the midwest

Ten years ago

I bought you some cufflinks

You brought me something

We both know what memories can bring

They bring diamonds and rust

Well you burst on the scene

Already a legend

The unwashed phenomenon

The original vagabond

You strayed into my arms

And there you stayed

Temporarily lost at sea

The Madonna was yours for free

Yes the girl on the half-shell

Would keep you unharmed

Now I see you standing

With brown leaves falling around

And snow in your hair

Now you're smiling out the window

Of that crummy hotel

Over Washington Square

Our breath comes out white clouds

Mingles and hangs in the air

Speaking strictly for me

We both could have died then and there

Now you're telling me

You're not nostalgic

Then give me another word for it

You who are so good with words

And at keeping things vague

Because I need some of that vagueness now

It's all come back too clearly

Yes I loved you dearly

And if you're offering me diamonds and rust

I've already paid

:wub: :004

Maj 18, 2004

NAŠA ČETICA KORAKA

Naša četica koraka,

strumno in veselo,

drug za drugim v ravni vrsti,

zdaj gremo na delo.

Jurčku bomo pomagali,

hišico zgraditi,

da bo mogel svoje zajčke

pred lisico skriti.

Žiga žaga, poje žaga,

rom, pom, pom kladivo,

mi pa vsi najboljše volje

delamo marljivo.

Maj 18, 2004

Kdo bi tebi zizike majal ... :beer2:

:beer2: :) :beer2:

Maj 18, 2004

She comes home to me ( Adam Sandler )

Though I have allways been a fool for love

I have finally made my score

I got a girl, and I don't mean to boast

But she loves me the most

Even though she's a highly paid whore

She'll give head to a sheep

She can stuff three cocks in her cheek

But she comes home to me

She'll do the groom and the best man

She'll slap your ass in the back of a van

But she comes home to me

She could fuck nine guys in a row

But still have a tenth for me

And I'm the only one who gets to kiss them lips

Unless you pay an extra fifty

So mister, don't you fall in love

Cause I'm the only cat who doesn't wear a glove

Since her heart belongs to me

She has a throat that just won't quit

She can take all of it

And still have room for your balls

but she shops in the malls for me

She'll say twelve then call back and say one

But I don't care I know it's just work not fun

When she blows you, Jack

Don't you think she's not thinking of me

She'll go down on a yack, lick a horse's nutsack

But strictly for the cash

And it's only me who doesn't pay a fee

to watch her put a water bottle in her gash

(Put a water bottle in her gash)

She'll let you suck her nips till they're leakin'

But don't you dare try to go antique-ing

Cause she does that with me

Her pussy's sweet as honey

But when she moans, it's just for the money

Unless she's sittin' on me

She'll cram your asshole with a mouse

But she won't do it in our house

Tough luck, Jack

She knows that don't fly with me

She might eat your wife's box

But she won't tell ya where you left your socks

She rolled up and down your fat prick

But it was me who took her to the Meg Ryan flick

She's got a face full of nuts

And a mouth full of cocks

She's done Seal, Larry King, four New Kids on the Block,

She blew the Winnepeg Jets right after a game

But they never got to know her actual name

On your face she will piss

On your chest she might poop

But she won't prepare her famous vegetable soup

That's simply reserved...

Oh she'll bite ya, she'll spank ya

But she'll never thank you for free

Cause baby... comes home to me.

Comin' home!!

Maj 18, 2004

The goat song ( Adam Sandler )

I am a simple goat

I live on the back of a pick-up truck

The old man tied me here with a 3-foot rope

Am I happy he don't give a fuck

(Hey goat I'm gonna beat your head in with a hickory stick)

Sometimes he uses his fists

He's filled with anger, and filled with rage

And tells me I smell like piss

His drink, Jimmy Bean

His chaser, a bear

After that, various alcohols

That's when the beatings get so severe

Asleep I pray he falls

But don't feel sorry for me

Things weren't always this bad

Why, when I was a young talking goat

The old man was just like my dad

I come from the hills of Europe

That's where I met the old man

He was lost in the woods, I gave him directions

He gave me a tuna can

Then he stopped in his tracks

And he said, "Hey goat!

Would you like to live with me?

I've got a house with a pick-up truck

In a place across the sea"

I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family

You seem like a nice guy"

So we went off to America

The home of the apple pie

On the boat, the old man told me

I would be a present for his wife

"A talking goat!" he exclaimed,

"She'd never seen this in her life"

I felt so special!

Well, I just couldn't believe it

After all theses years

I finally had a friend

He trimmed my beard

He scraped my hooves

I prayed it would never end

But when we got to his house

There was no wife

Only a short, short letter

It said: "I'm leaving you for your brother

Because he fucks me better"

His eyes filled with tears of sadness

His heart was filled with grief

To soothe himself he drank a pint of Old Granddad

And beat me like a side of beef

I screamed, "Send me back to the hills of Europe!"

He just shook his head and said, "Nope!

No one will ever leave me again

To make sure, put on this 3-foot fucking rope."

Present day, I've been on the truck for 51 years

My only friend is the AM radio

Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by

But it's always rocks and beer bottles that they throw

At first they're excited to see a talking goat

They gather around to hear what I have to say

But I guess sometimes my stories go on too long

So they leave and giggle I need a bidet

But you know there was a night that I did get off the truck

When the old man was passed out drunk

Three neightborhood kids took me to a rock 'n roll concert

The kind of music, old-school funk

It was the first time I got off the truck

The music made me lose control

The lead singer asked if we were having fun

I said, "Fucking crank that rock 'n roll!"

The women at the show were beautiful

As they danced sexily on the soft grass

One of them even petted my fur

Fuck me in the goat-ass!

Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns

And threw me in the mosh pit

They passed me around and treated me nice

Till I nervously sprayed them with shit

Then the music stopped

And everything was quiet

And all the rock 'n rollers started a fucking goat-riot

Kill the goat!

They chased me under the bleachers

They chased me onto the street

They chased me into an alley

And said I was a dead fucking goat meat

But then I saw a sight

That I never thought I'd see

The old man swinging his hickory stick

But he wasn't swinging at me

"Fuck you, pot-smoking turkeys!

Don't you press your luck!"

The long hairs ran away screaming

As I scrambled onto the truck

When we got home, the old man said,

"Goat, you broke the sacred law

No! Please! Sorry! Shit!

I'll let it go this time, but if you leave again

I'll break your fucking jaw!"

Super! Great! Okay!

"Thank you old man, for saving my life

Thank you again and again

You could have let them barbeque me,

But you acted like a friend"

"I'm not your friend, I don't even like you

I'm just not drunk," he said

To prove his point, he drank a bottle of grain alcohol

And beat the fucking shit out of my head

(Ow, Ow! You're hurting me old man!)

That night I suffered a concussion

Deep inside my goat brain.

I still cannot feel my tailbone

And I'll probably never walk straight again

I guess you'd call me a scapegoat

A punching bag for the old man to mock

Just because his wife left him

For his brother's abnormally large cock

He could have been my buddy

But instead he's a crazy old fuck

And, once again, I go to sleep in my eternal home

The back of the pick-up truck

Goodnight, old man!

Yeah, goodnight Goat!

Maj 20, 2004

TOO MUCH LOVE WILL KILL YOU ( Queen )

I´m just the pieces of the man I used to be

Too many bitter tears are raining down on me

I´m far away from home

And I´ve been facing this alone for much too long

Oh, I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me

About growing up and what a struggle it would be

In my tangled state of mind

I´ve been looking back to find where I went wrong

Too much love will kill you

If you can´t make up your mind

Torn between the lover and the love you leave behind

You´re headed for disaster ´cos you never read the signs

Too much love will kill you every time

I´m just the shadow of the man I used to be

And it seems like there´s no way out of this for me

I used to bring you sunshine

Now all I ever do is bring you down, oooh

How would it be if you were standing in my shoes

Can´t you see that it´s impossible to choose

No there´s no making sense of it

Every way I go I´m bound to lose, oh yeah

Too much love will kill you

Just as sure as none at all

It´ll drain the power that´s in you

Make you plead and scream and crawl

And the pain will make you crazy

You´re the victim of your crime

Too much love will kill you every time

Yeah too much love will kill you

It´ll make your life a lie

Yes too much love will kill you

And you won´t understand why

You´d give your life you´d sell your soul

But here it comes again

Too much love will kill you

In the end

Maj 24, 2004

Lane moje

Željko Joksimović

Kada na te pomislim

Bojim se da te opet ne zavolim

U modre usne zarijem zube

Da pravu bol zaboravim.

Lane moje, ovih dana

Više i ne tugujem

Pitam samo dal’ si sama

Ljude koje ne čujem.

Lane moje, noćas kreni

Nije važno bilo s kim

Nađi nekog nalik meni

Da te barem ne volim.

Da te više ne volim ...

P.s.: Za vse srnjačke in njihove Sneguljčice ... :)

Maj 24, 2004

MUSTAPHA ( Queen )

Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim

Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you. Hey!

Mustapha, Mustapha, Mustapha Ibrahim

Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim

Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha Ibrahim, al havra kris vanin

Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha, hey! Mustapha

Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim, hey!

Allah-i, Allah-i, Allah-i, Ibra-Ibra-Ibrahim, yeah!

Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Allah Allah Allah-i hey!

Mustapha Mustapha - Allah-i na stolei

Mustapha Mustapha - Achtar es na sholei

Mustapha Mustapha - Mochamut dei ya low eshelei

Mustapha Mustapha - ai ai ai ai ahelei

Mustapha, Mustapha

Ist avil ahiln avil ahiln adhim Mustapha

Salaam Aleikum!

Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim

Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha Ibrahim, achbar ish navin

Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha, Mustapha

Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim, hey!

Allah-i, Allah-i, Allah-i

Ibra-Ibra-Ibrahim, yeah! Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim

Allah Allah Allah-i hey! Mustapha Mustapha

Mustapha Mustapha Mustapha Mustapha

Mustapha Mustapha Mustapha,Mustapha

Vontap ist ahiln avil ahiln adhim Mustapha

Aleikum Salaam hey!

Maj 24, 2004

na tem mestu samo poudarjam, da so nam mnoga tukaj objavljena besedila zelo prav prišla v soboto na Jančah .Avtorjem in krulcem, ki smo jih krulili, pa se še prav posebej opravičujem pardon, zahvaljujem :notworthy: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :yea2: :kva2:

Maj 24, 2004

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