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Eu m-am nascut,
cand am murit la poala crucii tale,
Cand voi muri,
eu ma voi naste-n slava viitoare.
quote by Marius Alexandru (December 2021)
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Atunci si Acum
Atunci cand erai departe, cand intre noi doi era un ocean, si 7000 de kilometri
cand tu erai in trecut, iar eu in viitor
atunci, de ce ma iubeai, si vroiai
sa ma porti pe deget, iar acum
cand ai venit acasa, nu mai simti la fel.
Am gresit cumva, trebuia oare sa te fac din cand in cand sa ma urasti?
ca sa nu uiti cum sa ma iubesti.
Atunci nu-ti pasa, insa acum vezi numai defecte
si cauti orice lucru, ce ar putea sa ne desparta, si te urasc putin pentru asta, pentru ca nu ai incredere in mine.
Da, e o lume oribila, dar asta nu inseamna ca trebuie sa ne lasam modelati de ea,
avem si noi putere, nu suntem chiar atat de slabi.
Pentru mine e invers, pentru ca acum
te iubesc, mai mult decat te iubeam atunci,
mai mult decat te-am iubit vreodata,
si simt ca o sa te iubesc in continuare
mai mult decat voi iubii vreodata.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Hard Greu Hard..English and Romanian version
Hard..
When some people free can run
but others can't, strongly tied
from the inside.
Hard..
When some laugh and joy
Others have only one tear
As lonely toy
polka dancing
from eye to eye..
Hard..
When strangers, others, they
become part of us, we only love
because we can not hate
I tried to fit, I did !
But it was not an easy way
Hard..
Sweet dear Romania
of you my soul is full
in pain, I tightly
gather my both hands
Hard not to cry
longing for you!
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Romanian version
Greu..
Cand liber fug unii
insa, legati pe dinauntru
Incremeniti stau altii..
Greu..
Cand rad si se distreaza
Unii dar altii
In ochi au numai
o singuratica lacrima
Ce polka (ori invartita) danseaza..
Greu..
Cand straini, altii, ei!
Devin parte din noi
Pot numai sa iubesc
A ura nu stiu
Ma integrez dar, nu e usor..
O dulce draga Romanie
Sufletul mi-e plin de tine
Ce greu..in durere
mainile-mi frang
de dor
sa nu-ti plang.
poem by Elena Sandu
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De ziua ta
Vino, si nu te teme a ma omori, iubito
nu mai mi-e frica de nimic, acum ca am pierdut aproape tot ce am castigat vreodata.
Nu te sfii, taie adanc si nu te juca,
infige cat poti de mult, in inima, si ai grija sa nu mai misc, atunci cand il scoti.
Nu, nu e nevoie sa ma legi, sau sa-mi pui perna peste gura
o sa fiu cumine, nu o sa plang, daca vrei pot chiar sa te ajut
pot sa te mint, sa-ti spun ca nu te-am iubit niciodata, ca nu am vrut decat sa ma culc, si nu sa dorm, cu tine.
Invita-ti si 'prietenii', sa vada cum scapi, cum iti iei zborul, cum faci viitorul mai simplu, strivind trecutul,
si lasa-i sa aplaude, si sa rada inca o data, sa se simta bine si sa iti spuna ca au avut dreptate, cand iti reprosau
ca ai ales monstrul cu inima,
in locul printului,
ce conteaza ca printul e putred pe dinauntru.
Macar atata sa iti ofer de ziua ta, daca aur nu am, sa-ti cumpar cadouri scumpe
sau sa vin cu tine, acolo unde te duci, in calatoriile tale.
Iti ofer o minte mai goala, o inima mai goala, fara mine in nici una din ele
si poate si sentimentul nobil ca ai inceput o noua viata, mai buna, mai simpla, fara o grija in plus.
Nu e mai bine asa?
(cum sa fim doar amici, cand mi-ai aratat ca doar viata mea, e mult prea ieftina pentru un sarut de-al tau, iar elena, duca-se dracu, chiar crezi ca o vroiam pe ea in locul tau)
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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A Tattoo From Angela
Hard to think straight, when those kisses rain down
like a trail of candy, leading to the candy store
and I have a taste for that cand
at least when its coming from you
it leaves a mark even deeper than a tattoo
that comfort from you weighs heavy on my mind
anytime I’m not there to collect that care directly
makes me wonder through the night
which weighs more, a ton of feathers
or the comfort of your smile and
the strength of your embrace
so don’t ever stop holding me like you care
talking to me like I matter most
smiling like the sun making a plant thrive
and kissing me like a promise of things to come
poem by Terry Boone
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Old Age
I never knew till I reached my old age
that so much joy and happiness were in store for me
N ow I know that I used to carry useless boulders
on my shoulders and mistook them for priceless treasure
On the road the dacoits robbed me of most of my belongings
Thanks to the capitalist world that breeds inequality
Thanks to Fortune that is the gigolo of the rich and powerful
Now the
load of ego and pride have alighted from my head
Light and happy now I cand bend my head before everyone
Now I can kneel before everything with awe and reverence
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Cuvinte
Sunt doar un baietel slabanog, ce inca se gandeste la fata ce l-a facut sa planga.
Imi amintesc cum atunci, in mintea ta ma aparai de cuvintele jignitoare
ale celor ce ti-au ramas prieteni,
acum cand eu nu-ti mai sunt.
Pana la urma, cred ca aveau dreptate
ca sunt prea urat pentru tine,
dar nu a fost doar atat
sunt mult mai multe lucruri
ce te fac sa te indoiesti, de iubirea mea
care infinita cat era ea
a venit prea tarziu in viata ta.
Ma indoiesc ca as fi putut face ceva mai mult pentru noi doi.
Eu nu am aur, asa cum au altii
si nu pot sa te fac regina.
In mintea mea esti doar o biata eroina, o corabie ce paraseste grabita
insula pe care a naufragiat in urma cu aproape sapte luni
intr-o noapte, cand era prea intuneric pentru stele
si de frica, te-ai lasat pacalita de sarutul meu sfios.
Eu am ramas aici, oare nu ma vezi?
Si de ce a trebuit sa-l iei si pe Vineri cu tine, nu am si eu dreptul la un prieten?
Am inceput sa scriu din ce in ce mai mult,
pentru ca am multe lucruri sa-ti spun,
dar nu o fac pentru tine, nu-ti face grija
o fac pentru mine, pentru ca vreau sa te ingrop
sub miliarde de cuvinte
si sa ma ingrop si eu, odata cu tine,
intr-o lume unde si eu sunt eroul tau, iar tu, ei bine sper ca macar acolo, in lumea mea sa ma iubesti, daca aici nu mai poti.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Seeds Of Love (English / Romanian / Japanese)
Powder of my bones
Essence of my soul
Grains of a black soil
Soaked in flavored oil
Sour bitter sweet:
-Guess under whose feet?
(..Might find out
..when my seeds
I'll no more miss..)
Pudra oaselor mele
A sufletului meu esenta
Boabe de pamant
negru imbibat
ulei inmieresmat
Dulce acru-amar
Oare sub al cui picior,
Ghiceste?
..poate aflu.. (de mor)
cand de samanta
nu-mi va mai fi dor..
愛の種
私の骨の粉
私の魂のエキス
黒い土の粒
フレーバーオイルにつかった
すっぱくて、苦くて、甘い：
誰の足の下か 当ててみて？
poem by Elena Sandu
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Things Are Getting Better
Well I worked for a week and I got no pay.
(things getting better.)
Well my babys coming back home to stay
(things getting better.)
Well shes coming back home, but I havent got a dime
(things getting better.)
But Ive got my love to keep me fine[? ].
(things getting better.)
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Well since my babys been away,
(things getting better.)
Well things got worse from day to day.
(things getting better.)
Well now my babys come back to me.
(things getting better.)
Yeah, itll get better, wait and see.
(things getting better.)
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Well I pawned my watch and I sold my car.
(things getting better.)
The money Ive got wouldnt get me far.
(things getting better.)
But I dont mind now that youve packed.
(things getting better.)
Its a fact, that
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Doar a mea e
Mi-e teama ca nu o sa te mai iubesc,
atunci cand o sa-mi dau seama, ca nu te mai fascinez, ca alta data.
Mi-e teama ca atunci, o sa mor cu adevarat
ca o sa ma schimb, ca o sa incep sa port si eu masca ipocriziei
la fel ca toti, ca o sa mint doar ca sa ajung in patul unei fete
pe care in realitate nu dau doi bani.
O sa dau minciuni pe iubirea uneia pe care nu o iubesc
si o sa devin din ce in ce mai bun
si totodata ascuns de iubire
si atunci eu o sa fiu in locul tau
si cercul devine cerc, asa cum tu i-ai luat locul celui ce te-a ranit
si ai simtit, ceea ce simt eu acum.
E dizgratios din partea mea sa dau vina pe tine,
pentru ca vina e a mea,
iubire.
Vina e a mea.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Pentru Nimeni (nu citi)
Am asteptat destul, sa te intorci.
E timpul, poate, sa merg si eu mai departe,
si sa pun mana pe visele ce le visez
in lipsa ta,
pentru ca nu pot sa raman o biata umbra.
Sunt pana la urma,
creatia ta monstruasa si dementa.
E un secret,
dar eu inca te iubesc,
si a fost o prostie sa ma intrebi daca am fost vreodata fericit cu tine, pentru ca nu am fost niciodata mai fericit ca atunci cand iti juram iubire, si mi-as fi dat viata pentru tine.
Inca nu am suficienta ura, pentru a simti altceva.
Ai reusit insa sa ma faci sa-l urasc pe dumnezeu mai mult ca niciodata,
cu toate ca nu cred ca ar putea exista,
dar am nevoie de ura,
ca sa pot supravietui fara iubire.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Two Things
Two things that come and go—
Happiness and Sadness
Two things that will never leave us—
Fame and Stigma
Two things that will not come back—
Prestige and Life
Two things that come on their own—
Youth and Age
Two things that follow us—
Virtue and Sin
Two things that cannot be contained—
Grief and Desire
Two things that cannot be avoided—
Hunger and Thirst
Two things that bring about a downfall—
Anger and Jealously
Two things that are common to all—
Birth and Death.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Special
I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
song performed by by Vitamin C
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Emptiness Collected (Things)
Things,
People pray for.
Things,
People have.
Things,
All around the people.
And things they have make them sad.
Things,
They ask of God to give.
Things,
They get don't please.
And when they realize it's not things they need...
That touch that is desired and wanted,
Has come to leave...
Them!
With their things!
And a generous offering,
Felt...
Of an emptiness collected!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doin' The Things That We Want To
The other night we went to see Sam's play
doin' the things that we want to
It was very physical it held you to the stage
doin' the things that he wants to
Doin' the things that he wants to
The guy's a cowboy from some rodeo
doin' the things that he wants to
The girl had once loved him, but now she want to go
doin' the things that she wants to
Doin' the things that she wants to
The man was bullish, the woman was a tease
doin' the things that they want to
They fought with their words, their bodies and their deeds
doin' the things that they want to
When they finished fighting, they exited the stage
doin' the things that they want to
I was firmly struck by the way they had behaved
doin' the things that they want to
Doin' the things that they want to
hey
It reminds me of the movies Marty made about New York
(doin' the things that he wants to)
Those frank and brutal movies that are so brilliant
(doin' the things that he wants to)
";True Love"; meet ";The Raging Bull";
(doin' the things that he wants to)
They're very inspirational, I love the things they do
(doin' the things that he wants to)
Doin' the things that I want to
There's not much you hear on the radio today
(doin' the things that we want to)
But you could still see a movie or a play
(doin' the things that we want to)
Here's to ";Travis Bickle"; and here's ";Johnny Boy";
(doin' the things that we want to)
Growing up in the Mean Streets of New York
(doin' the things that we want to)
I wrote this song 'cause I'd like to shake your hand
(doin' the things that we want to)
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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These Things
I have this smile to hide me
And I have this cross to bear
I have your picture that still haunts me like your memory
These things have I
I have these words to lie to me
These stupid songs to share
I have these countless hours to fill the void you left me
These things have I
For all those things I've done
Let you down I apologize
But sorry's hard somehow
Seems so strange it'd be so easy now
But I've got this faith to blind me
And I've got these dreams we shared
And I have the fear that dreams are all I'll have that's
left to me
These things all these things
These things have I
These things all these things
There things have I
song performed by by Fuel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Nothing News
Spent My Lifetime Wishing Waitress Would Come 'RoundF C G F* G*Telling Jokes Shootin' Pool On The Other Side Of TownC GWhen The Wistle Blows At Five O'ClockAm EmThere's Only One Place I'll Be FoundF CDown At Ernie's Ice House Lifting Long NecksF* G* CTo That Good 'Ol Country Sound
CHORUS:F1. And Talking 'Bout The Good 'Ol Times2. Now I'm Talking 'Bout The Good 'Ol Times3. Talking 'Bout The Good 'Ol TimesCBragging On How I Used To BeF CBut I've Worn Out The Same Old LinesF G CAnd Now It Seems Nothing's News To Me
BREAK: Repeat INTRO
C G Am EmThere's Nothing Like A Steel Guitar Crying In The NightF C G F* G*Nothing Like A Sawdust Floor And A Good 'Ol Friendly FightC G Am EmI'd Finally Find My Way Back Home And You'd Patch Up My FaceF G CBut That Was Another Time And Another Place
Repeat CHORUS
F G C FI Wonder How I Came To Be The Know It All I AmF G C N.C.And How The World Ever Got Used To Me
Repeat CHORUS
OUTRO: C G Am Em F G C^ ^ ^Rest For 3 beats In These Spots
song performed by by Clint Black
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The Things That Dreams Are Made Of
Take time to see the wonders of the world
To see the things youve only ever heard of
Dream life the way you think it ought to be
See things you thought youd never ever see
Take a cruise to china
Or a train to spain
Go round the world
Again and again
Meet a girl on a boat
Meet a boy on a train
And fall in love
Without the pain
Everybody needs love and adventure
Everybody needs cash to spend
Everybody needs love and affection
Everybody needs 2 or 3 friends
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
Take a lift to the top of the empire state
Take a drive across the golden gate
March, march, march across red square
Do all the things youve ever dared
Everybody needs love and adventure
Everybody needs cash to spend
Everybody needs love and affection
Everybody needs 2 or 3 friends
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
Like fun and money and food and love
And things you never thought of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
New york, ice cream, tv, travel, good times
Norman wisdom, johnny, joey, dee dee, good times
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
song performed by by Human League
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Vampyres
there are things you don't know about
things that go unseen
things that chill our very soul
things that muffle our screams
there are things that hide behind us
things that feed on flesh
things that try to find you
things that don't need rest........
the night may hide
what need not be seen
forgotten by the sun
only remembered in dreams
lovely killers....
stalkers of the night
children of darkness
fearing the light.
poem by Faith Franklin
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Things I Do N Dont Do
the things i do for love
the things i do for me
the things i do because im scared
the things i do because im lonely
the things i do coz im failing my self
the things i do for family
the things i do when im angery
the things i try and stop my self doing is suicide
self harming
overdosing
having stomach pumped
drinking
hanging ur self
all help when u think bout it till sum1 stops u
and gets u help
ask a doctor or a friend
dont bottle things up like i do i dont trust me m8s
or family i speak to strangers coz they dont know u
they cant gudge u or make asumstions bout u
the things i do for love
the things i do for me
the things i do because im scared
the things i do because im lonely
the things i do coz im failing my self
the things i do for family
the things i do when im angery
my family and friends push me into situation
i cant handle so i take me blade to my wrist
wait for the blood and get a rush to my head
poem by Claire Finch
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