Dollar Dollar

Βλέπουμε εξαθλιωμένους ανθρώπους στον δρόμο κι αν δεν τους αγνοήσουμε τελείως θα τους κοιτάξουμε με αποστροφή. Το χειρότερο απ' όλα; Το έχουμε συνηθίσει. Δεν μας συγκινεί καθόλου. Μπορεί να τους βγάλουμε και απατεώνες.

The boy stares through the glass
He's saying dollar dollar
Three lines of traffic past
We're trapped inside our car

His voice says dollar dollar
I turn to you to ask
For something we could offer
Three lines of traffic past
We pull away so fast
All my words get swallowed
In the rear view glass
A face pock-marked and hollow
He's saying dollar dollar

I can't look through or past
A face saying dollar dollar
A face pock-marked and hollow
Staring from the glass

 

 

Nobody, Not Even the Rain

I know that someday you'll be sleeping, darling
Likely dreaming off the pain
I hope you'll hear me in the streetlights humming
Softly breathing out your name
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling
Scars will remain
I say we scrape them from each other, darling
And let them wash off in the rain
And when they run into the river
Oh no, let the water not complain
I swear that even with the distance slowly
Wearing out your name
Your hands still catch the light the right way
And our hearts still beat the same
And our hearts still beat the same

La Dispute

Such Small Hands

I think I saw you in my sleep, darling
I think I saw you in my dreams you were
Stitching up the seams on every broken promise
That your body couldn't keep
I think I saw you in my sleep

I thought I heard the door open, oh no
I thought I heard the door open but
I only heard it close

I thought I heard a plane crashing, but
Now I think it was your passion snapping

I think you saw me confronting my fear, it
Went up with a bottle and went down with the beer and
I think you ought to stay away from here
There are ghosts in the walls and they
Crawl in your head through your ear

I think I saw you in my sleep, lover
I think I saw you in my dreams you were
Stitching up the seams on every mangled promise
That your body couldn't keep
I think I saw you in my sleep

 La Dispute

I'm fine with that

You never loved me like i did.

But to be fair, that's something difficult to do.

Sounds from your mouth, are healing my soul.

I'll never find something as beautiful as you.

You'll always be here, haunting my dreams.

You'll always be here, seein' you in the shadows.

You'll always be here, playin' with my mind until the end of the world.

But I'm fine with that.

You are not machines!

To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair.

The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed,

the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress.

The hate of men will pass, and dictators die,

and the power they took from the people will return to the people.

And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.

Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men –

machine men with machine minds and machine hearts!

You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men!

You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful,

to make this life a wonderful adventure

Let us use that power!

Let us all unite!

3 λεπτά απ' τον χρόνο σου

Το ξέρω βλέπεις συνέχεια κάπου στο ίντερνετ για ένα τραγούδι που κάποιος πόσταρε ή κάποιους στίχους που του άρεσαν με σκοπό να τα μοιραστεί. Εσύ φυσικά βαριέσαι να διαβάσεις τους στίχους και δεν θέλεις να σταματήσεις τη δική σου μουσική απλά για να πατήσεις το play σε ένα τυχαίο τραγούδι που το πιο πιθανό είναι να το ακούσεις ευχάριστα αλλά να μην το ξαναψάξεις. Δεν λέω ότι το παρακάτω τραγούδι και οι παρακάτω στίχοι απαραίτητα θα σε συγκλονίσουν, μπορεί και να το κάνουν, λέω πως αξίζουν σίγουρα 3 λεπτά από τον χρόνο σου.

And thanks for branding me a failure

And for destroying what joy I had

The mantles cracked

And turning black

I found out I'm not the man

That I fucking think I am

And you're just like a fucking ghostie

You trouble me when I try to sleep

The sombre way

You held your face

And we can never erase

All the stupid things we say

And I hope that you're dreaming of me

The way I'm forced to dream of you

And so you've won

I'll get the gun

Cos we can never undo

All the stupid things we do

Κάρμεν

Ο έρωτας, τρελλό πουλί

που δεν το ημέρεψε κανείς,

κι’ άδικα εσύ τον προσκαλείς,

αν τον βολεύει ν’ αρνηθεί.

Μάταια ικετεύουν ή απειλούν,

ο ένας μιλάει, ο άλλος σιωπά,

μα κάποιον άλλο προτιμώ,

μ΄αρέσει κι’ ας μη μου μιλά,

Ο έρωτας, ο έρωτας…

ο έρωτας, τσιγγάνων γιός,

νόμο δε γνώρισε ποτέ.

Δεν μ’ αγαπάς, μα σ΄αγαπώ

κι’ αν σ’ αγαπώ να φυλαχτείς.

Λες, το πουλί έχεις φυλακίσει,

μα αυτό, γοργόφτερο πετά,

ο έρωτας πάει, τον περιμένεις,

πια δεν ελπίζεις κι’ είναι εδώ.

Έρχεται γρήγορα και φεύγει,

πετάει κοντά σου και γυρνά.

Λες, τον κρατάς, μα σου ξεφεύγει,

του ξεφεύγεις , μα σε κρατά!

Ήλιος

Βγαίνει ο ήλιος το πρωί και συ γυμνή πάλι εκεί

ψάχνω κάποια μουσική που ίσως κάπως να σου μοιάζει

ψάχνω κάτι για να βρω μήπως μπορέσω και σου πω

πως η νύχτα δεν περνά όταν μακριά σου σκοτεινιάζει

μα η ανάμνηση αυτή με ξεπερνάει τις νύχτες που έρχεται στο μυαλό

και το φως σου το σκοτάδι σπάει auf wiedersehen my love

στο φεγγάρι μια ρωγμή εγώ εδώ και συ εκεί

έχει νόημα η ζωή όταν στα μάτια σου αρχίζει

έχει νόημα το πρωί που δεν υπάρχει επιστροφή

όταν ο ήλιος έχει βγει και το φεγγάρι δε γυρίζει

μα η ανάμνηση αυτή με ξεπερνάει τις νύχτες που έρχεται στο μυαλό

και το φως σου το σκοτάδι σπάει auf wiedersehen my love

 Δημήτρης Καλαϊτζόπουλους (Los Mujeros)

Big Emotions

Ένα πολύ καλό παράδειγμα για το από πάνω, είναι οι παρακάτω στίχοι.

And now, though you’re not here, I can still feel your hand

And now, though you’re not here, I can still smell your hair

And now, though you’re not here, I can see your eyes

And now, though you’re not here, I can taste the spit

That shines on your lips that you were licking

The first time we kissed

All this thinking

I can’t shut off…my head..

And now, and now, I thin 

k about the insects

And now, I think about the worms

And now, and now, I think about the dirt

And now, I think about the hurt

That you never showed

On the outside

Screamed what controls the pain in the night skies

And I can’t shut off my head…

And now, can not hear, frightened of the sunset

It’s a silent explosion, happening at the end of the world

Everything pulls itself toward the end

And every cloud makes the shape and resembles your face

Oh, I see your face

Don’t need to remember

I can always see your face

Now I surrender

Cause I can’t shut off…my head…

And now, when I look up at the stars

I don’t really see the stars

All I see is the dark

And now I see how everything turns dark

And the light only lasts for a little while

And we’re all light that’s going somewhere

I can still see the light that shines through your hair

Cause I can’t shut off…my head…

And now, that you’re not here, I keep seeing a ghost

Everyone, I see, disappears

Everywhere, I go, I see your ghost

Everywhere I see your face in the crowd

The things we can’t see

We just keep looking (laugh)

The things have died

Somehow just keep living

Cause I can’t shut off….my head…

And now, there’s a soundless sound

And now, there’s a humless hum

And now, there’s an electric raindrop

That fills up this little paper cup

That flows on from now…until forever

Searching for why there’s a God and Heaven

Cause I can’t shut off…my head…

And now, that you’re not here, the seconds are forever

And now, a minute is not a minute

And now, an hour is not an hour

And now, my power has no power

Cause time just destroys, and bells keep ringing

The leaves from the trees

Keep falling and spinning

And I can’t shut off…my head…

And now there’s a wave and shadows moving

And sometimes the sun imitates the moon

The waves, the waves of the dark move in the afternoon

Evening sky overcomes you

So fixed to the dawn

A new day is breaking

And I shut my eyes

The moons is waiting

Cause I can’t shut off…my head…

The Flaming Lips - 7 Skies H3 

Amy Kuney

There’s an angel tangled in the telephone lines

Would you say you built our city too high?

Λόλεκ

Τι κι αν τελικά δε χαίρομαι

μ' αυτά που θα μου έδιναν χαρά

Τι κι αν με συγκινούν

πράγματα ανούσια για πολλούς

Τι κι αν δεν ήμουνα

κομμάτι ταιριαστό σε κάποιο παζλ

Τι κι αν ξανάκανα

τα ίδια λάθη γι' άλλη μια φορά

Για όλα αυτά απλά αδιαφορώ

αφήστε με να είμαι αληθινός

να είμαι κανενός

Τι κι αν μου τέλειωσε

κι αυτό για πάντα θα μου το κρατάς

Τι κι αν με ήθελες

μ' ατσάλινη αυτοπεποίθηση

Τι κι αν συχνά μελαγχολώ

και έχω γίνει κάπως βαρετός

Κι αν τα τραγούδια μου

δεν είναι δα και συγκλονιστικά

Για όλα αυτά απλά αδιαφορώ

αφήστε με να είμαι αληθινός

να είμαι κανενός

Daniel

We will always be so much more human than we wish to be.

Beyond The Pale

Searching for yourself is like looking for the house you stand in

How could you possibly find it?

It's everywhere

It's all you know

And there are no other points of reference.

Diffidentia (Breaching the Core)

And have you ever had that dream

Where one you love passes away?

And you wake up crying to a world

Where she's long since gone

But you feel the pain

So close

As if she'd died today.

Lilium Cruentus (Deus Nova)

I'm at the line - I see it all

I am Nauticus now

And so much more

I am all you know

I'm at the line - just at the line

An eternity at the blink of an eye

In this place called time

I'm everything

Everywhere

I am all

Omni

"BE"

I feel every mountain

I hear every tree

I know every ocean

I taste every sea (...)

I see every spring arrive

I see every summer thrive

I see every autumn keep

I see every winter sleep (...)

For I am every forest

I am every tree

I am everything

I am you and me

I am every ocean

I am every sea

I am all the breathing "BE"

Martius Nauticus II

Θα μπορούσα να βάλω όλους τους στίχους από το Entropia, το BE, το Remedy Lane, το The Perfect Element, Part 1 ακόμα και από το Road Salt One αλλά δεν θα τα διαβάζατε.

Κοκαΐνη

Παγκόσμια ημέρα ποιήσης είναι σήμερα οπότε...

Απ’ την κραιπάλη που με πλάκωσε βαρειά,

παράλυτος μ’ εκφυλισμένα μάτια,

ποιος θά 'ρθει να με σώσει μια νυχτιά;

Οραματίζομαι συχνά μιαν ύπαρξη

μια κόρη με τα κάλλη τα περίσσια

που θα με φέρει στην αλήθεια, ίσια

που θα με βγάλει απ’ τον έκλυτό μου βίο...

Αντίο...

Θα βρω μια θεία ξεκούραση στα χέρια της,

και στο κορμί μου θ’ απλωθεί αθάνατος

βαρύς και μελαγχολικός ο θάνατος.

(Ω, τι γλυκά που ζει κανείς στο πέλαγος

των αναμνήσεων, έξω των ορίων

των γνώριμών μας των περιθωρίων

που κυβερνούν εχθροί και φίλοι-πίθηκοι,

ανήθικοι,

στο βάθος βυθισμένοι των οργίων...)

Μέσα στην αγκαλιά σου, με κατάνυξη

βλέπω δειλά να μου χαμογελάς σαν άνοιξη

γεμάτη ανθούς και μύρα στολισμένη

Αγαπημένη...

Γύρε σιμά και δως μου το χεράκι σου

να τ’ ακουμπήσω λίγο στην καρδιά μου,

Κυρά μου

Απ’ την κραιπάλη που με πλάκωσε βαρειά

και που στεγνά τη φθείρει τη Ζωή μου

εσύ θα ‘ ρθείς, Θεά μου εξωτικιά

να σώσεις τη χαμένη ύπαρξή μου

Η απόλαυσή σου έντονη σα βέλος

ας έρθει να μου δώσει ένα τέλος.

Μάριος Βαϊανός

a Letter

a Letter

Everybody wants a reason for everything.
It's so much easier with someone or something to blame.

I've always struggled at the root of the problem.
Has it been absence or my constant lack of defense?

I've never spent a lot on finding a remedy. I guess I figured that it hurt for a reason. I guess
That's why I've always turned to writing it down. Not just in stories, but the letters in between.
And I guess that's why it haunts the pages of everything—to self-examine.

I think the thing is that I shut off from everything. From friends and family and my own ambitions. From having fun. I just shut off from everything. Self-defeating? Yeah, probably. But I don't Know that I had total control over it. And I'm not sure it even matters why. Sometimes things Happen and you can't do anything. Plus, I'm the only one who deals with it anyway. So if Everyone could do me a favor and just put their fingers down I'd—and keep your mouths—

Sorry. I know I seem angry. I'm not, I...I promise. I just know I did this to me. And I will deal with It accordingly. And I don't need opinions from those never a part of it. Don't need them pointing Out my problems, they're mine. Don't need reminders I know better than anyone.

And yeah, I know, I should be finding another way. I know that I should be out seeking a Substitute. But just forgetting never really made sense to me.

So I haven't been.

Do I feel embarrassed about it? I think you know the answer to that. I think you'd probably feel a Little bit embarrassed for me, wouldn't you?

I know I should've moved on ages ago, been happy already, but it's never been that easy for Me. Or maybe it was me that made it so hard.

I know I've only ever tried a handful of times to sever this thing torturing me. It never got me Anywhere, with anyone. No friendship or hobby, no lover's bed worked. But looking back I Maybe never tried hard enough, and it is my fault.

Maybe I never tried at all.

 La Dispute

Socos

Θέλω να καρφώσω το κρεβάτι μου
στο ταβάνι, να έρθεις να ξαπλώσεις
και να ονειρευτείς τους φόβους σου
να πέφτουν τα δάκρυά σου αλλά πριν
αγγίξουν το πάτωμα να γίνονται
πεταλούδες και όπου στέκονται
αυτές, λευκά κλαδιά, ανθισμένα,
αμυγδαλιάς κι εκεί που θ’ ακουμπούν
τα ανθοπέταλα, θάλασσα, η αγκαλιά
μου και ο ανικανοποίητος πόθος μου
για σένα και μες στη θάλασσα
δελφίνια να χορεύουν το βαλς του
ονείρου σου, και οι ουρές τους να
χαράζουν στο βυθό το όνομά σου…