river of tears (Eric Clapton)

It's three miles to the river
That would carry me away,
And two miles to the dusty street
That I saw you on today.

It's four miles to my lonely room
Where I will hide my face,
And about half a mile to the downtown bar
That I ran from in disgrace.

Lord, how long have I got to keep on running,
Seven hours, seven days or seven years?
All I know is, since you've been gone
I feel like I'm drowning in a river,
Drowning in a river of tears.
Drowning in a river.
Feel like I'm drowning,
Drowning in a river.

In three more days, I'll leave this town
And disappear without a trace.
A year from now, maybe settle down
Where no one knows my face.

I wish that I could hold you
One more time to ease the pain,
But my time's run out and I got to go,
Got to run away again.

Still I catch myself thinking,
One day I'll find my way back here.
You'll save me from drowning,
Drowning in a river,
Drowning in a river of tears.
Drowning in a river.
Feels like I'm drowning,
Drowning in the river.
Lord, how long must this go on?

Drowning in a river,
Drowning in a rïver of tears.

linistea

- auzi?
- ce?
- linistea din camera!
- cum pula mea sa aud linistea din camera?! ce aberatie mai e si asta?
- daca vorbesti atata si nu asculti..

...punctepuncte..

Era 1994. Clinton dadea o muie.nirvana era la moda.si eu nu stiam pe ce lume traiesc...da macar inca nu te intalnisem pe tine ca sa-mi futi viata! Papilele ma gadila..imi danseaza-n gura.de zile ii discoteca acolo.si io ma cac pe mine de ras..si cand nu ma cac pe mine de ras,vreau sa stau cu urechea dreapta foarte dreapta,foarte aproape, de foarte boxa ..din care poate sa urle orice muzica..sa fie si sunete..nu-mi pasa. Numa sa pastreze un ritm. Ai fost vreodata pe o bicicleta de aia de doua persoane?poate asta ne lipsea.sa-mi bag pula,m-am prins : ne trebuia o bicicleta de aia de doua persoane.
-schimba piesa ..da-i b! B! B! Aa nu, b! Asta-i ! lasa asta..
s-a dus si asta.toti mor frate.si nu apuci sa-i vezi in concert.mare,foarte mare porcarie.ce stii tu?
Am scris un cantec si..:))) mi-am adus aminte de strofa asta:
Don't believe me if I tell you
that I wrote this song for you.
There just might be some other silly pretty girl
I'm singing it to.
Sa nu crezi niiiiimic....in baloaaane de saaaapun. Same song.this lyrics suck.
Pula mea, are dreptate ....folosesc...prea multe....puncte...puncte..asta e :)))

as lovers do

el sta beat. nu zice nimic. ea ii zambeste. ii zambeste cum n-a zambit vreodata o femeie unui barbat. apoi ma priveste pe mine..secunde, minute intregi. si eu am inteles tot ce era de inteles.

blogu vietii !!

mi-am schimbat numele blogului pentru ca au inceput sa-l citeasca toate rudele..si trebuie sa ma justific de ce scriu aia, de ce scriu alta,de ce injur,de ce imi permit aia?! oare chiar trebuie sa exagereze toata lumea cu blogu asta mereu? nu poti scrie o frustrare, un sentiment, o idee..orice, fara nu aiba toata lumea senzatia ca stie cum esti dupa ce ai postat?

"o ti-am citit blogu, esti ok? al cui e cercelu? despre cine e vorba?"

sunt doar ganduri..ma rog.

un citat : "cand sunt deprimata, imi place sa ma uit la The Wall. ma umple de greata si violenta. ma ajuta sa trec peste tot"

Life's a Funny Proposition After ( George M. Cohan)

Verse 1
Did you ever sit and ponder,
Sit and wonder, sit and think,
Why we're here and what this life is all about?
It's a problem that has driven
Many brainy men to drink,
It's the weirdest thing they've tried to figure out.
About a thousand diff'rent theories
All the scientists can show,
But never yet have proved a reason why
With all we've thought
And all we're taught,
Why all we seem to know
Is we're born and live a while and then we die.

Refrain 1
Life's a very funny proposition after all,
Imagination, jealousy, hypocrisy and all.
Three meals a day, a whole lot to say;
When you haven't got the coin you're always in the way.
Ev'rybody's fighting as we wend our way along,
Ev'ry fellow claims the other fellow's in the wrong;
Hurried and worried until we're buried and there's no curtain call.
Life's a very funny proposition after all.

Verse 2
When all things are coming easy, and when luck is with a man,
Why then life to him is sunshine ev'rywhere;
Then the fates blow rather breezy and they quite upset a plan,
Then he'll cry that life's a burden hard to bear.
Though today may be a day of smiles, tomorrow's still in doubt,
And what brings me joy, may bring you care and woe;
We're born to die, but don't know why, or what it's all about,
And the more we try to learn the less we know.

Refrain 2
Life's a very funny proposition, you can bet,
And no one's ever solved the problem properly as yet.
Young for a day, then old and gray;
Like the rose that buds and blooms and fades and falls away,
Losing health to gain our wealth as through this dream we tour.
Ev'rything's a guess and nothing's absolutely sure;
Battles exciting and fates we're fighting until the curtain falls.
Life's a very funny proposition after all.

i wish

i wish i was irish.maybe that could justify my behaviour and my way of life.