"το μονοπάτι των στίχων.."

[nimbus]

I’m in The Mood for Love-Bryan Ferry


(wilmott, mchugh and fields)

I’m in the mood for love
Simply because you’re near me
Funny, but when you’re near me
I’m in the mood for love
Heaven is in your eyes
Bright as the stars we’re under
Oh, is it any wonder?
I’m in the mood for love
Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
Let’s put our hearts together
Now we are one, I’m not afraid
If there’s a cloud above
If it should rain, we’ll let it
But for tonight forget it
I’m in the mood for love
Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
Let’s put our hearts together
Now we are one, I’m not afraid
If there’s a cloud above
If it should rain, we’ll let it
But, for tonight, forget it
I’m in the mood for love

[nimbus]

boat on the river

Styx

Take me back to my boat on the river
I need to go down, I need to come down
Take me back to my boat on the river
And I won’t cry out any more
Time stands still as I gaze in her waters
She eases me down, touching me gently
With the waters that flow past my boat on the river
So I don’t cry out anymore

Oh the river is wide
The river it touches my life like the waves on the sand
And all roads lead to tranquillity base
Where the frown on my face disappears
Take me down to my boat on the river
And I won’t cry out anymore

Oh the river is deep
The river it touches my life like the waves on the sand
And all roads lead to tranquillity base
Where the frown on my face disappears
Take me down to my boat on the river
I need to go down, with you let me go down
Take me back to my boat on the river
And I won’t cry out anymore
And I won’t cry out anymore
And I won’t cry out anymore

[nimbus]

Η φυσαλίδα
Ρίζος Απόστολος

Μουσική/Στίχοι: Ζούδιαρης Νίκος




Καληνύχτα γεια χαρά
C G
θα σε κρύψω σε μια στιγμούλα
Am G
και κανείς δε θα σε βρει
C E
ίσως ούτε και εσύ

Ποιος θα βρει στο πέλαγο
μια μικρούλα αχ φυσαλίδα
που χορεύει στο νερό
ίσως ούτε και εγώ

C G
Καληνύχτα για φαντάσου
Dm Am Dm Am
να ακούς τα βήματα σου
C G
και να νιώθεις ότι τρέχω
F G (Am)
πάνω τους και 'γω

Πως αντέχει η σιωπή
δίχως τη δική σου φωνούλα
που τρεμάμενη ηχεί
σα δε βρίσκει τι να πει

[monstermind]

οταν θα πάω κυρά μου στο παζάρι...

[Sabre]

Absurd>Fluke

King kong in Cannes
On a date with Spiderman
Dan Dar's sitting there
Scared by the killer teddy bears
Down town Mini Mouse
Is slippin Micky's in the famous grouse
While big bird spreads the word
Anybody with a heart votes love

Judge Dredd found dead
Face down in Snoopy's bed
Outside Tweetie pie's
Getting itchy on more supplies
Meanwhile Snow White
Gets ready for work tonight
Turning tricks with crystal tips
Tying to make the best of it's absurd

Puppy dogs and pussy cats
In suspect suicide attacks
Captain Kirk from planet earth
Fights it out with Papa Smurf
Some phoney little ponies
Preying on old and lonely
Making friends robbing them
The X Men taught them everything

Betty Boop tired of life
Took vows became a bride of Christ
While Tin Tin's been playing
At Caesar's palace live on ice
Babar Kumbayahs
With the mighty morphin movie stars
As big bird spreads the word
Anybody with a heart votes love


....θα σου αγοράσω ένα κοκκοράκι....

[dbandit]

KING CRIMPSON

EPITAPH

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.

[dbandit]

KING CRIMPSON

MOONCHILD

Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
of the willow.

Talking to the trees of the
cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.

She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.

Sailing on the wind
in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.

[dbandit]

ΚΙNG CRIMPSON

I TALK TO THE WIND

Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.

You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

[nimbus]

Όμορφη μέρα

Αδελφοί Κατσιμίχα

Μουσική/Στίχοι: Αδελφοί Κατσιμίχα


Εισαγωγή:
Em / D / G ] 3x

G Dm
Όμορφη μέρα, μέσ’ στη δροσιά σου
C Dm
χαμογελούν τα λόγια μου
C Gsus4 G
Η αγάπη παίρνει τα τραγούδια

G C G C G C G C
Όμορφη μέ--ρα, μέσ’ στη δροσιά σου ] 2x
Em C G
ξεχάστηκα, ξεχάστηκα

[nimbus]

I'M ON FIRE

bruse springsting

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire

[mystique]

"Το ξύλο αυτό που δρόσιζε το μέτωπο μου
τις ώρες που το μεσημέρι πύρωνε τις φλέβες
σε ξένα χέρια θέλει ανθίσει. Παρ' το, σου το χαρίζω
δες, είναι ξύλο λεμονιάς..."

Άκουσα τη φωνή
καθώς εκοίταζα στη θάλασσα να ξεχωρίσω
ένα καράβι πού το βούλιαξαν εδώ και χρόνια
το 'λεγαν "Κίχλη" ένα μικρό ναυάγιο τα κατάρτια,
σπασμένα, κυματίζανε λοξά στο βάθος, σαν πλοκάμια

ή μνήμη ονείρων, δείχνοντας το σκαρί του
στόμα θαμπό κάποιου μεγάλου κήτους νεκρού
σβησμένο στο νερό. Μεγάλη απλώνουνταν γαλήνη.

Κι άλλες φωνές σιγά-σιγά με τη σειρά τους
ακολουθήσαν ψίθυροι φτενοί και διψασμένοι
που έβγαιναν από του ήλιου τ' άλλο μέρος, το σκοτεινό
θα 'λεγες γύρευαν να πιουν αίμα μια στάλα
ήτανε γνώριμες μα δεν μπορούσα να τις ξεχωρίσω.

Κι ήρθε ή φωνή του γέρου, αύτή την ένιωσα
πέφτοντας στην καρδιά της μέρας
ήσυχη, σαν ακίνητη :

"Κι α, με δικάσετε να πιω φαρμάκι, ευχαριστώ το
το δίκιο σας θα 'ναι το δίκιο μου που να πηγαίνω
γυρίζοντας σε ξένους τόπους, ένα στρογγυλό λιθάρι.

Το θάνατο τον προτιμώ
- ποιος πάει για το καλύτερο ο θεός το ξέρει".

Χώρες του ήλιου και δεν μπορείτε ν' αντικρίσετε τον ήλιο.
Χώρες του ανθρώπου και δεν μπορείτε ν' αντικρίσετε τον άνθρωπο.


Γ. Σεφέρη: Το ναυάγιο της "Κίχλης"

[bonepeeler]

Sopor Aeternus - Dead Souls

Hidden behind merciful shadows, beyond the cruel daylight,
living to hunt and kill, we are the... damned children of the night.
Dragging our immune existence through thousands of centuries
and from dusk to dawn we suffer from our immortality.

Hosts contaminate our tombs and crosses burn our skin,
you can kill us a thousand times, but we're the ones,
who will always remain ... - In Pain ... In Pain:
"I'm the resurrection-man, who steals his own corpse
and abducts himself to the beloved catacombs and vaults".

Death and decay, cadaverous smell,
for us there's neither heaven, nor is there a hell,
and only the stigmata could be able to betray
the sombre existence of the former days.

After the dead Lover's kiss you fall into a dream,
but with your second birth you're a prince in our mournful realm.
By day, when a million suns are killing with their shine,
the cold, dark crypts are saving me ... and mine.
Death and decay, cadaverous smell,
for us there's neither heaven, nor is there a hell,
and only the stigmata could be able to betray
the sombre existence of the former days ...

[bonepeeler]

Sopor Aeternus - On Satur(n)days We Used To Sleep

On Satur(n)days we used to sleep all motionless and still ...-While shrouded in an oppressive gloom we're handed over to the dream. A sleep so dark, this "Moon by Day", of powers strange and weird, through mystic veils her silver rays are glowing carefully. Wov en of dewdrops and magical light, this gown that we' re wearing here is but a cloth of mist and we used to call it "Breath of the Other Sphere"...

We are floating, flying, incredibly fast, the world of the thought gives birth to this life. Free to remember, to discover and feel as were closely together in our parallel flight. While beyond the gates our bodies lie next to each other in fragile rest, two chests are lifted up and down, moved only by some mortal breath. Yes, our bodies are sleeping so closely together, but it's only in our minds that we touch (at last). In the realm of the spirit(s) our souls become one in the happy knowledge that we are completing halfs.

No bodies and no harriers ...- (all) far more intimate and strange. Our understanding is clearer, incomparably real, although there is no sound that dares to escape ... His eyes are mirrors, gates to his soul, one true look and I recognize that it's him, my husband, the one that I love. See me! Read me! Step inside !!! No barriers and no masquerade, come, be received beyond distress! So intensively and so deep as our fingers unite, our hands caress.

Two wanderers are lovingly dwelling this land, (as) we fly side by side over mountains and glens. In the twilight lit of the sillier moon . ..- \- set free from the flesh, released from this tomb!

On Satur(n)days we used to sleep, the other side exploring, alive in our dreams ... Free from the pain, home where we belong and guarded by the shadows of the enchanted realm. Below a violet sky, both dark and profound, the horizon is glitt'ring, still there is no sound. We fly through the night crossing frontiers and lakes, mountains and valleys ... world without end. "This is where we truly belong, take both my hands, look into my soul !" I feel the strength of his embrace as we're closely together in this secret place
...
"Hush, hush, my Dear, can yon hear the rustling in the Undergrowth? See through the branches, there in the glade ...", ghostly creatures as they dance and sing. Their transparent bodies, half man and half beast, their voices so sweet like a soft breath of wind. On Satur(n)days we used to sleep, and my pain was eased by his love...

[makis206]

"Μικιό κοπελιδάκι μου"

ΨΑΡΑΝΤΩΝΗΣ

Μικιό κοπελιδάκι μου
μικιό'σαι μά'χεις νάζι
'Ω μησθητέ μου Κύριε
πόσο σε κάνω χάζι

Μικιό κοπελιδάκι μου
έλα ν'αγαπηθούμε
να δεις μια πάρτη χωριανούς
σε πόση ώρα σκούνε

Μικιό κοπελιδάκι μου
κι αν είχες λίγο μπόϊ
θα ήσουν ωραιότερη
απ'όλο σου το σόϊ

Μικιό κοπελιδάκι μου
αφράτο σαν τον άρτο
που άμα γελάσεις κάνουνε
τα μάγουλά σου λάκκο !

[makis206]

"Μαντινάδες 1965-80"

ΨΑΡΑΝΤΩΝΗΣ

Γιάϊντα 'σαι νύχτα σκοτεινή
και μαυροφορεμένη
μήπως αγάπησες κι εσύ
και σ'έχουν ξεχασμένη

Έχω καρδιά που δεν μπορεί
να ζει χωρίς αγάπη
γιατί την εσυνήθισα
απο παλιά στα πάθη

Τα μάθια σου δε μοιάζουνε
με μάθια τ'άλλου κόσμου
εκοίταξά τα μια φορά
και πήρανε το φως μου

Ωσάν το έρημο πουλί
γυρίζω μέρα νύχτα
κι αντί να κλαίω τραγουδώ
και μου περνά η πίκρα !