Mother Love Bone - Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns Превод текста
Plesacica Kloi/Kruna od Trnja
Kloi ne zna bolje
Kloi je bas kao ja, samo sto je ona lepa
Par godina razlike
Te lekcije nikada nisu bile naucene, da li si to znala
Kloi plese po stolovima u Francuskoj Cetvrti
Ona je uvek posvecena, tako da ne mogu uvek da je nasmejem
Ali sam ponosan na to sto mogu da kazem, i necu zaboraviti
Vreme provedeno lezeci pokraj nje
Vreme provedeno lezeci pokraj nje
Snovi kao sto su ovi moraju umreti
I san kao sto je ovaj mora umreti
San kao sto je ovaj mora...
Da li si ikada cula pricu o gospodinu cija je slava izbledela?
Kazu da onaj koji jase ponija mora jednoga dana pasti
Pricam svom oltaru, zivot je onakav kakvim ga ucinis
I ako od njega ucinis smrt onda odmori svoju dusu
Nadaleko, nadaleko
To je prilicno slomljen osecaj, morala bi da me veze za plafon
Los mesec dolazi, bolje izgovori svoje molitve, dete
Zelim da ti kazem da te volim. Ali da li je to zaista bitno?
Ja jednostavno ne mogu da podnesem da te gledam kako se vuces
Ponovo, ponovo druze moj, oh da
Tako da, pevam
I ovo je nekako moja ljubav
Ona se na svoj nacin nastavlja
To je ona vrsta koja me ostalja na miru
I ovo je nekako moja ljubav
Ona se na svoj nacin nastavlja
To je ona vrsta koja me ostavlja na miru
Tretirao sam te kao damu, ti si sada uciteljica na zameni
Ova flasa nije lep, nije lep prizor, da
Dugujem coveku nesto para, tako da cu se okrenuti duso
Vidis, gosn. ''Izbledela Slava'' se ponovo vraca u igru, oh da
I ovo je nekako moja ljubav
Ona se na svoj nacin nastavlja
To je ona vrsta koja me ostavlja na miru, pusta me
I ovo je nekako moja ljubav
Ona se na svoj nacin nastavlja
Ona je neljubazna i ona je neljubazna i
Ostavice me na miru
Kao kruna od trnja
To su svi koje poznajes
Tako da ne spaljuj svoje mostove zeno
Jer ce mozda jednoga dana...
Razvali!
I ovo je nekako moja ljubav
Ona se na svoj nacin nastavlja
To je ona vrsta koja me ostavlja na miru
I ovo je nekako moja ljubav
Ona se na svoj nacin nastavlja
To je ona vrsta, to je ona vrsta, da da
Duso, rekao sam 'ajmo, 'ajmo, 'ajmo, 'ajmo
Rekao sam ti, ne spaljuj svoje mostove zeno
''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)
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18.03.2025
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it live
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it live
Let it fly
In the middle of bullseye
Swishes right through the hoop*
I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the grand longing
I share a room with you
I share a shirt with you
Until I depart into the rain
I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the sad mop and the moon
I watch as the rock breathes
I watch as fingers leave prints
I watch everything over again
I listen closely to sky and earth
I everything doesn't fit into the cranium
One can hide their face in their shirt
Even a chair can be a friend
With it one can laugh and cry
One can watch a movie on the ceiling
And feel the rain in one's soul
A mosquito flies with us
It would like a drop of our blood
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it live
Let it fly
I left you behind
I left you behind
And went away
Sometimes you just have to leave to see
Open the door and walk into the rain
I remember your gaze
I remember your agony
I remember the throe in one's** soul
I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the tranquil moon
18.03.2025
Italian Twist
(Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.)
Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
I took a trip to Italy
and what do you think I saw?
Well, everybody was doin' the twist
from nine to ninety-four.
Oh, you should see Sophia twist,
she swings from north to south
and when Gina shakes her hips,
the boys all twist and shout.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
In Rome, I met a fella
they called Chubby Knock
and when he starts to do the twist,
the girl begins to yell.
And when I went to Venice town,
I saw the strangest sight:
gondaliers were twistin' 'round
and singin' through the night.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh...
18.03.2025
Cherries
Another one of those
Who wrecks you entirely
And doesn't stay to fix things
I'll say it to you straight
You deserve better
This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
There's still feelings, but
You'll get over it
Even though you don't think so yet
A new door opens when
One closes behind you
Mmm, yeah
This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Let it go if it hurts
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Time to choose yourself first
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
18.03.2025
Open a Path for You
Exhausted from each other like this , receiving back gossip and mockery
I don’t get a bit of comfort or carefree satisfaction
Letting go of everything, I make an effort even though I know it will collapse
Longing for ambiguity, but I still always stand and wait
(Loving) each other deeply, then split in two, I thought that love wouldn’t fade
Caring to the point of being superficial, so I also don’t know who to blame
Many tragedies and comedies fall upon my shoulders, I bear the numbness of the whole sky
I have to make a way, sending you off, hoping to be reconciled
Since the day you left, I toss and turn at every thought
A piercing pain in my heart, I don’t see peace or leisure anywhere
Since the day you became far away, I fell apart on a pouring rainy afternoon
Deep years and months disappeared with the cold sunset
The emptiness of late nights, I silently light a few drops of spare oil
My heart burns out, I have to embrace sorrow alone
The shaky love story split the two of us, each person on one branch
Disasters and misfortunes, why must I be the one to bear them?