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Pink Floyd » Hey You

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Hey you,
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you,
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried he could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you,
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.

[Լէգնա]

Улыбка

Автор слов - Пляцковский М., композитор - Шаинский В.

От улыбки хмурый день светлей
От улыбки в небе радуга проснется
Поделись улыбкою своей
И она к тебе не раз еще вернется
И тогда наверняка вдруг запляшут облака
И кузнечик запиликает на скрипке
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
От улыбки солнечной одной
Перестанет плакать самый грустный дождик
Сонный лес простится с тишиной
И захлопает в зеленые ладоши
И тогда наверняка вдруг запляшут облака
И кузнечик запиликает на скрипке
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
От улыбки станет всем теплей
И слону и даже маленькой улитке
Так пускай повсюду на земле
Будто лампочки включаются улыбки
И тогда наверняка вдруг запляшут облака
И кузнечик запиликает на скрипке
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
И тогда наверняка вдруг запляшут облака
И кузнечик запиликает на скрипке
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки
С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки

[Cassiopeia]

Улыбка

Автор слов - Пляцковский М., композитор - Шаинский В.

От улыбки хмурый день светлей
От улыбки в небе радуга проснется…
…С голубого ручейка начинается река
Ну а дружба начинается с улыбки

Իսկ երգը գտա՞ր… Իսկ իմ դեղին վարդը…

[Lapterik]

Երեխեք ջան ո՞վ ունի Ձախ Հարութի «Սիրում եմ քեզ» երգի բառերը: Գրեք լա՞վ:

[Լէգնա]

Իսկ երգը գտա՞ր… Իսկ իմ դեղին վարդը…

նեա, բայց հո հիմա շենքով մեկ կարաոկեն չեեմ երգում ,.
իսկ քո 2-րդ վարդը, երբ գտնես ,իսկ ես շոկից զրկվեմ հա

[Esmeralda]

Երեխեք ջան ո՞վ ունի Ձախ Հարութի «Սիրում եմ քեզ» երգի բառերը: Գրեք լա՞վ:

Երգը չունե՞ս...
Ես երգն ունեմ.. հենց ժամանակ լինի, բառերը կգրեմ, կտեղադրեմ...

[Lapterik]

Երգը չունե՞ս...
Ես երգն ունեմ.. հենց ժամանակ լինի, բառերը կգրեմ, կտեղադրեմ...

Նախ շնորհակալ եմ: Երգը ունեմ, բայց կրկներգի մասը չեմ հասկանում:

[Esmeralda]

կրկներգ
Գնա, գնա, ուրիշին դու հավատա,
Գնա, էլ քեզ չեմ մոռանա,
Ափսոս, կյանքս անցավ, գնաց,
Սերս մնաց...
Սիրում եմ քեզ...

Ա՞յս մասը

[Lapterik]

կրկներգ
Գնա, գնա, ուրիշին դու հավատա,
Գնա, էլ քեզ չեմ մոռանա,
Ափսոս, կյանքս անցավ, գնաց,
Սերս մնաց...
Սիրում եմ քեզ...

Ա՞յս մասը

Ապրես, հենց էս մասն էի ասում:

[Black Insomnia]

ELVIS COSTELLO
She (tous les visages de l'amour)

(charles aznavour and herbert kretzmer)
She
May be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.

She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die

She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is

She, she, she


Դե ի՞նչ կարող եմ ասել ... ռոմանտիկա~..

[Լէգնա]

Ա.Մովսիսյան "Քեզ"

Ես քեզ ցանկանում եմ անլուսին գիշեր,
Որ ջրագ վառեմ պատուհանիդ տակ,
Ու ջրագի պես մինչև վերջ այրվեմ
Անհամբեր սպասեմ հաջորդ գիշերվան :
Ես քեզ ցանկանում եմ երկարող ձմեռ ,
Որ իմ տաք շնչով սառույցդ հալեմ,
Ձնծաղիկ դարձած նոր գարնան երգով
Քո ջերմ շուրթերը նորից համբուրեմ:
Ես քեզ ցանակնում եմ ալեկոծվող կյանք ,
Որ կրծքով բոլոր հողմերը ճեղքեմ,
Առագաստ պարզեմ ,գտնեմ ապաստան
Որ ալիքները փեշերիդ չանցնեն:
Ես քեզ ցանականում եմ ցամաքած աղբյուր,
Որ երակներս ծարավդ մեղմեն ,
Ու ես խենթացած քեզ գրկեմ ամուր,
Փակվող աչքերիս մեջ պատկերդ պահեմ:
Ես քեզ ցանկանում եմ կախարդված շրջան,
Ուր սերս և վերջ և նոր սկիզբ լինի,
Ու փորձեմ գտնել հարցիս պատասխան
Դու խենթությունս ես ,թե՞ աղոթքն ես իմ:

[aniko]

(Elvis Presley & Vera Matson)

Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go.
You have made my life complete and I love you so.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darling, I love you and I always will.

Love me tender, love me long, take me to your heart.
For it's there that I belong and we'll never part.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darling, I love you and I always will.

Love me tender, love me dear, tell me you are mine.
I'll be yours through all the years till the end of time.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darling, I love you and I always will.

սիրում եմ այս երգը իր ջերմության համար,

[EdGaR-X]

Ես գիտեմ երջանկությունը մի անգամ է այցելում
Իսկ հետո երբ հեռանում է այցետոմսն է իր թողնում
Ու հետո ամբողջ կյանքում մեր մենք նրան ենք որոնում
Այն հասցեն, որ նա թողնում է երբեք ոչ ոք չի գտնում...

[Loki]

SUMMONING. Dol Guldur

8. Over Old Hills

The air was neither night or a day,
But faintly dark with softest light
When first glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play

You and me - we know that land
And often have been there in
The old days, old days
The dark child and a fair
Was it down the paths of firelight
Dreams in winter cold and white,
Or in the blue-spun twilight, twilight hours
The air was neither night or day,
But faintly dark with softest light,
When first there glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play

And why we never found the same
Old cottage, or magic
Track that leads between a silver sea,
Between a silver sea
And those old shores and gardens fair
Where all things are that ever were -
We know not, You and Me
We know not, You and Me

Those old shores and gardens fair
Where all things are
That ever were

The air was neither night or day,
But faintly dark with softest light,
When first there glimmered into sight
The Cottage of Lost Play
And those old shores and gardens
Where all things are that ever were
We know not, You and Me,
We know not, You and Me

And these old shores
And gardens fair
Where all things are
That ever were [before]
Air was neither night or day
But faintly dark with softest light
When first there glimmered
The Cottage of Lost Play

[Աբելյան]

Xzibit
"Alkaholik"
(feat. Erick Sermon, Tha Alkaholiks)

[X] C'mon
[E] Xzibit!
[X] Yeah..
[E] Ahh, ahh, E-Dub

[Xzibit]
It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
Let 'em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (BELOWWWW)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So heatbox all day in a nigga face
and all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate

[Chorus 2X: Xzibit *singing*]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it!

[Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm in the zone, and lyrically gone
Got the spot blown, BOOM! Oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Do a KRS-One to a "Black Cop"
X and E's, out for cream
Get the money, while you stay broker than Al Bundy
Uhh, give it to y'all, in "Any Given Sunday"
With J. Foxx name the spot, make it hot
(I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down hooker bounce
come off the ropes like J. Snooka
[*X*: Two fly motherfuckers] You can't fuck widdit
Backed by +Open Bar+, so y'all forget it

[Chorus]

[J-Ro]
J-McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat MC's like a ration
I'm sockin niggaz in they goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, countin ten G's
cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?)
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on deez like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it
Drink so much Captain Mo' all I need is a parrot
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by the gallons

[Tash]
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, head rushin
Since I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches
and still rush the roughest MC who wanna get it
Forget it, it's Likwit, Tha Liks and, Xzibit
Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle
I slap bitches on the ass I slap tits up out the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the motherfuckin difference
For instance, "21 and Over" set your clocks back
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that's +Restless+
(Thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that's the motherfuckin guestlist!

[Chorus]
=============================================================

"Lax"

You better get ready for the war

[Chorus]
It's so frustratin, so many hatin
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin, there's no escapin
You better get ready for the war

[Verse One]
A shotgun fanatic, who right back at it
You get, mopped and dropped like a filthy habit
X, snatch and grab it, got you hopin I fail
Cause if I fail you'd be happy like a faggot in jail
I'm full retail, guaranteed to sell
In my jet black McClaren with my mademoiselle
I'm strong-arm steady, you fragile and frail
You think you ready for them steady niggaz? I can't tell
Sex sells so fuck you all, we came to bubble and ball
You getting shutd own soon as I touch down
Bust rounds, enemies slayed and cut down
Fully automatic spittin rounds with no sound
Break down your whole regime, like an M-16
Make sure the chamber in the barrel is clean
And the spring that's connected to the firin pin
That's connected to the trigger when I squeeze it again, begin

[Hook: Xzibit]
Look ma top of the world, the best of the best
King California, L-A-X
Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the West was won - sing!

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Verse Two]
Hit like a heavyweight, breathe deep, meditate
Make the whole crowd get loud, make 'em levitate
I ride through my city like a presidential candidate
L-A-X, Phantom double-R, and accelerate
Stack build elevate, crash through the prison gate
Generation hate, appetite to eliminate
X-Man don't spit rhymes, I ventilate
Traffic contraband, yeah banned through the interstate
Got a sick flow - didn't know? Let me demonstrate
Renovate the game, new nigga that you love to hate
The left hand lands and the right hand devastates
Half part of your face replaced with a metal plate
Irate, get snatched to a better place
Let the detached decorate with the yellow tape
Detonate, drop bombs, make the earth shake
In Brazil with a half mill' in the briefcase

[Hook]

[Chorus - 2X]

[Outro]
...
You better get ready for the war
-------=============================================================

"Get Your Walk On"

[Xzibit]
(Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth
Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
Xzibit make the whole continent shift (hell yeah)
Invadin your territory in a blaze of glory
A soldier story, livin off nothin but instinct
Bitch niggaz continue to floss and lip-sync
And I'ma just continue to flow, while rockin the boat
Probably smoke three-hundred thousand dollars in dope
Don't make my desert eagle barrel touch the back of your throat
Always approach niggaz that's known for killin your folks
Be surprised who could turn around and bust on y'all
Catch your mother or your sister comin out of the mall
Bang holes through they coats and they Macy bags
No retaliation you basically runnin with fags
In these streets, you only good as your last transaction
Funny style, and these niggaz ain't laughin
Y'all got it all fucked up in zero-zero
Think life is a video for "Last Action Heroes"
Face the price you pay for the games you play
When it's all said and done at the end of the day, you gotta

[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right
Get your bounce on, back dat ass up
Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up

[Xzibit]
Judge and jury, don't get your case dismissed
When I get pissed and smash through the makeshift
Uplift, dump this, make your shit knock
Hypnotical hardrock that don't flop
It's the best thing crackin my nigga
Lot of rappers talk of flashin the trigger but don't ever deliver
From the home of the toe tag, lowriders and body bags
earthquakes police with automatics and nerve gas
Learn fast or get left behind quick (yeah)
You testify, you get wrapped in plastic (hell yeah)
Xzibit turn your SUV into a casket
Melt your body parts in a tub full of sulfuric acid
Drastic measures we take just to get by
for all the shit you gotta go through to get high
Stand by, do or die for the West coast
Wanna fuck with Xzibit but can't come close motherfuckers

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Tell y'all people to call my people
Recognize all men are not created equal
I'm lethal, all y'all faggots remain see-through
Only the kid from "The Sixth Sense" can peep you (DEAD PEOPLE!)
When I get through the world'll be a better place
A little Jesus Christ mixed with some Leatherface
Go find some punch to spike, find some dope to lace
Pull a pistol from my waist, nigga reach for space
Smack the taste out of your mouth if you talk shit
or hit so hard to the chin it make your back flip
My transcript number one up in this conference
It's nonsense, all y'all niggaz want is conflict
Only associate with pros and the convicts
Xzibit roll up in the spot with a bomb bitch
and then bounce with a couple, motherfuck a tussle
You never have enough muscle to stop a nigga hustle

[Chorus - 2X]