sâmbătă, 14 august 2010
Mircea Baniciu - Vara la tara
Locuinta mea de vara
E la tara ...
Acolo era sa mor
De urat si de-ntristare
Beat de soare
Si parlit ingrozitor!
Acolo, cand n-are treaba,
Orice baba
Este medic comunal.
Viata ce aci palpita
E lipsita
De confort occidental.
Nu exista berarie,
Nici regie ...
Doar un hot de carciumar
Care are marfa proasta
Si-o nevasta
Ce se tine c-un jandar'.
Cand te duci pe drumul mare
La plimbare
Este praf de nu te vezi:
Trec, miscand domol din coada,
Spre livada
Ale satului cirezi.
Si te poarta sub escorta
O cohorta
De tantari subtiri la glas,
Inzestrati la cap c-o scula
Minuscula,
Cu pretentie de nas...
Cand se ia cate-o masura,
Lumea-njura
Pe agentul sanitar
Si-l intreaba fara noima:
"Ce-ai cu noi, ma?
Pentru ce sa dam cu var?"
Ale satului mari fete
Fara ghete
Ies la garduri pe-nserat...
"Am vazut aici-ntr-o noapte
Niste fapte
Care m-au scandalizat!"
Dar in zori incep cocosii
Pacatosii,
Ca sa faca iar scandal,
Sa te saturi de viata
Si dulceata
Traiului patriarhal!
D-aia zic eu, prin urmare,
Vorba mare:
Ca de-acuma, sa ma tai,
Nu-mi mai trebuie alta cura
In natura
Sa ma duceti cu alai!
Mearga pictorii la tara
Ca sa piara
De caldura si de praf!
Mie dati-mi strazi pavate,
Maturate,
Dati-mi cinematograf!
Dati-mi, dati-mi strada-ngusta
Unde gusta
Omul viata mai din plin,
Cu trasuri, femei cochete
Si cu fete
Incaltate cel putin!
Etichete:
folk,
george toparceanu,
mircea baniciu,
vara la tara,
versuri
vineri, 28 mai 2010
joi, 13 mai 2010
Smokie - Living next door to Alice
Sally called when she got the word,
And she said: "I suppose you've heard -
About Alice".
When I rushed to the window,
And I looked outside,
And I could hardly believe my eyes -
As a big limousine rolled up
Into Alice's drive...
Oh, I don't know why she's leaving,
Or where she's gonna go,
I guess she's got her reasons,
But I just don't want to know,
'Cos for twenty-four years
I've been living next door to Alice.
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance,
To tell her how I feel, and maybe get a second glance,
Now I've got to get used to not living next door to Alice...
We grew up together,
Two kids in the park,
We carved our initials,
Deep in the bark,
Me and Alice.
Now she walks through the door,
With her head held high,
Just for a moment, I caught her eye,
As a big limousine pulled slowly
Out of Alice's drive.
Oh, I don't know why she's leaving,
Or where she's gonna go,
Versuri Smokie - Living next door to alice
de pe http://www.versuri.ro
I guess she's got her reasons,de pe http://www.versuri.ro
But I just don't want to know,
'Cos for twenty-four years
I've been living next door to Alice.
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance,
To tell her how I feel, and maybe get a second glance,
Now I gotta get used to not living next door to Alice...
And Sally called back and asked how I felt,
And she said: "I know how to help -
Get over Alice".
She said: "Now Alice is gone,
But I'm still here,
You know I've been waiting
For twenty-four years..."
And a big limousine dissapeared...
I don't know why she's leaving,
Or where she's gonna go,
I guess she's got her reasons,
But I just don't want to know,
'Cos for twenty-four years
I've been living next door to Alice.
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance,
To tell her how I feel, and maybe get a second glance,
But I'll never get used to not living next door to Alice...
Now I'll never get used to not living next door to Alïce...
Etichete:
Living next door to Alice,
lyrics,
Smokie,
versuri
miercuri, 12 mai 2010
Cheb Khaled - Aicha
Comme si je n'existais pas,
elle est passée à côté de moi
Sans un regard, reine de Saba,
j'ai dit, Aïcha, prends, tout est pour toi
Voici, les perles, les bijoux,
aussi l'or autour de ton cou
Les fruits, biens mûrs au goût de miel,
ma vie, Aicha si tu m'aimes!
J'irai où ton souffle nous mène,
dans les pays d'ivoire et d’ébène
J'effacerais tes larmes, tes peines,
rien n'est trop beau pour une si belle
Aïcha, Aïcha écoute-moi,
Aïcha, Aïcha t'en vas pas,
Aïcha, Aïcha regarde moi,
Aïcha, Aïcha reponds-moi
Je dirais le mots des poèmes,
je jouerais les musiques du ciel,
je prendrais les rayons du soleil,
pour élairer tes yeux de reine
Oooh! Aïcha, Aïcha écoute-moi,
Aïcha, Aïcha t'en vas pas
Elle a dit: "Garde tes trésors,
moi, je vaux mieux que tout ça.
Des barreaux sont des barreaux même en or
Je veux les mêmes droits que toi
Et du respect pour chaque jour,
moi je ne veux que l'amour"
luni, 10 mai 2010
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