Эгоистичная веселая сволочь. (с)К. // Все думают, что я - циничная прожженная стерва, а я - наивный трепетный идеалист. (с)Соломатина
Пожалста.
Другого не держим. Это - Тэрри Дж`екс (Terry Jacks), вариант песни где-то 70-х. А есть еще более ранний, но кто поет, я не помню. В любом случае, этот вариант мне нравится больше.
В качестве бонуса, как постоянному слушателю, представляю текст песни:
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09.02.2007 в 21:05Спасибо!
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10.02.2007 в 19:47Другого не держим. Это - Тэрри Дж`екс (Terry Jacks), вариант песни где-то 70-х. А есть еще более ранний, но кто поет, я не помню. В любом случае, этот вариант мне нравится больше.
В качестве бонуса, как постоянному слушателю, представляю текст песни:
Seasons In The Sun
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We’ve known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we’ve climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and A-B-Cs
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye, my friend, it’ s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I’ll be there
We had joy,
we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along
Goodbye, Papa, it’ s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you’ll see them, I’ll be there
We had joy,
we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons, have all gone
Goodbye, Michelle, my little one
You gave me love, and helped me find the sun
And everytime that I was down
You would always come around
Get my feet back on the ground
Goodbye, Michelle, it’ s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there
All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach
We had joy,
we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
We had joy,
we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons, have all gone
We had joy,
we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons, have all gone
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10.02.2007 в 21:49И ассоциации с:
The Sound of Silence
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it's seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out it's warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.