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Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
September 8th 2019, 03:14 PM
Jarzyna miał urodziny, pojechałem na Młociny
Rano kac dopiero przyszedł, gdy mijałem Wawrzyszew
Stale pijany, mijam stare Bielany
Stale nabuzowany, w starych ubraniach, stale zaspany
Jakbym był religijny, to bym poszedł na spowiedź
Ale mam kłopoty z Bogiem, myślę widząc Słodowiec
Powietrza wylot gdzieś przy metrze Marymont
Znów nie starczyło mi na wydech, muszę wyjść na ląd
Jedząc kanapkę, strasznie mlaszcze chłopak
A to dopiero Plac Wilsona, chyba zaraz skonam
Artysta z teką myśli, że jest Matejką, a może Banksym
Ale brak mu wyobraźni, zaraz Dworzec Gdański
Następna stacja Ratusz Arsenał
Przedniojęzykowe „ł”, a ja cierpię katusze teraz
Zamykam oczy i wróżę, że to już Świętokrzyska
Wraz z kebabem wsiedli ludzie, mieląc mięso w pyskach
Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
September 13th 2019, 08:21 AM
So many guillotines and yet,
I have never lost my head.
Like Cassius Clay back in Zaire,
It is my wits that brought me here.
I never thought that it would show
That there's a leak in every boat.
And this one is sinking,
I'm sure it's sinking now.
Somewhere there's a lighthouse,
But the light has gone out.
And if it's sinking,
If this boat is sinking now,
You'd steal the sea I'm in.
You'd steal the sea...
Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
September 16th 2019, 03:14 PM
The lights go out all around me
One last candle to keep out the night
And then the darkness surrounds me
I know I'm alive
But I feel like I've died
And all that's left is to accept that it's over
My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made
I try to keep warm but I just grow colder
I feel like I'm slipping away
Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
September 29th 2019, 04:11 PM
It's a hard life
To be true lovers together
To love and live forever in each others hearts
It's a long hard fight
To learn to care for each other
To trust in one another right from the start
When you're in love
Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
September 30th 2019, 02:51 PM
Please tell me why do birds
Sing when you're near me?
Sing when you're close to me?
They say that I'm a fool
For loving you deeply
Loving you secretly
But I crash in my mind
Whenever you are near
Getting deaf, dumb and blind
Just drowning in despair
I am lost in your flame
It's burning like the sun
And I call out your name
The moment you are gone
Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
October 8th 2019, 01:01 AM
Oh, 'cause I keep diggin' myself down deeper
I won't stop 'til I get where you are
I keep running, I keep running, I keep running
They say I may be making a mistake
I would've followed all the way, no matter how far
I know when you go down all your darkest roads
I would've followed all the way to the graveyard
Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
October 17th 2019, 05:10 PM
Herr Sinklar drog over salten hav,
til Norge hans kurs monne stande;
blant Gudbrands klipper han fant sin grav,
der vanked så blodig en pande.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
Ved Romsdals kyster han styred i land,
erklærete sig for en fjende;
hannem fulgte efter fjortenhundrede mand
som alle havde vondt i sinde.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
De skændte og brændte, hvor de kom frem,
all folkeret monne de krænke,
oldingens avmagt rørte ei dem,
de spotted den grædende enke.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
Soldaten er ude på Kongens Tog,
Vi selv må Landet forsvare;
Forbandet være det niddingsdrog
Som nu sit Blod vil spare.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
De bønder af Våge, Lesje og Lom
med skarpe økser på nakke,
i Bredebøjg tilsammen kom
med skotten så ville de snakke.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
Tæt under lide der løber en Sti
som man monne Kringen kalde,
Lågen skynder sig der forbi,
i den skal fienden falde.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
Med døde kropper blev Kringen strødd,
de ravner fikk nok at æde;
det ungdoms blod, som her udflød,
de skotske piger begræde.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede
End kneiser en Støtte på samme Sted,
som Norges Uvenner monne true.
Ve hver en Nordmand, som ei bliver hed,
så tidt hans Øjne den skue.
- Vel opp før dag, de kommer vel over den hede