How's your mood? Told through music

[amaryn]

and this one here for all friends here enjoying Turkish music: (however sad this is )






stand by my soul, stand this pain
I'm desperate, too late
does another day pass without you messed up
I am all alone, this love was the port
that I used to cover, please look inside your heart, coz I'm there
Does the pain stop by waiting?
There's no cure for my silence
while love pain bleeds day by day it blows, ruins the time
wake up from endless dreams
it's too late now, too late
stand my soul, stand this pain
I'm desperate, too late...
Does another day pass without you?
I'm messed up, I'm all alone

trsl: our Milena

[Paul Orhan]

this one for my wife, clearing the snow, as I am not allowed to

Jeeeeeeeesus Christ, Amaryn, you're a proper monster, d'you know this?

[turn on the irony mode] I'm sure your hard-working wife is soooooooooooooooo thankful and proud of you ruining what remained of your precious eye-sight at your beaming computer while she's doing all the hard work in your household. [/end of the irony mode]

She must be a saint to be enduring this!

This dedication told us more about you than your real name could ever do.

Congratulations!

[Frankie Jasmine]

This one dedicated to Frankie - one fine female voice:Adele

Dear Amaryn,

This is not just a dedication. This is a special gift. This song--it may become the two-Jasmine's "anthem"!!! In the words and emotion of this song, I saw myself 23-yrs. old again with my future hubby . . . and the decades between then and now . . . giving him reassurances, strength . . . as he also gave to me in his turn.

Thank you very, very much. I love it. I usually don't tell "OUR SONGS" to anyone else . . . But because you introduced it to me publicly, I scream it to the world, to my sweetie, from my young girl days until now and beyond: GIVE ME A CHANCE!

[Frankie Jasmine]

Grazie, ducky... And this is for you - pretend it's Sunday afternoon, not 4:31 am!

LAYLA: I absolutely love this! Thank you. I smiled the whole time--at the words, the music, the drawings! It's precious!

[Frankie Jasmine]

ehm....... I start to wish i was a ducky... I would have lots of dedications at least

(and wings to fly i think...well ehm, short fly close to the ground but...it's better than nothing huh? )

Sting

this amazing song reaches my ears right now...!

this is an (In my humble opinion) amazing song of Sting... I used to wake up the neighbors back in Greece with this one...

They really didn't like the earthquake bass of this song... (I miss my HiFi badly...)



this guy is simply amazing (for my taste)...

How's come I never heared any Sting that sounds so Middle Eastern befo'? I REALLY LIKE THESE TWO SONGS!! Kudos to Lady Blue and Mr. Safe1 (no further comments like 'a pain in the rear' to SF-1 even.)

YAY, I hope I'll live long enough to be able to attend his concert!
My Mousiki Theos.

Oh, Pawel, you will live so long, of course! . . . If ever (in my dreams) he should ever come to the U.S. (fat chance!) . . . plzzzzzzz let me know! I would travel to hear him!

translation taken from here

Dere Boyu Kavaklar - The Poplars Along The Brook Banks

MAVIII, my second favorite "Baris" !!! Thank you. From the 70s? And so appropos even today! Very jazzy, as well as Turkish!

... Amaryn, you're a proper monster, d'you know this?

[turn on the irony mode] I'm sure your hard-working wife is soooooooooooooooo thankful and proud of you ruining what remained of your precious eye-sight at your beaming computer while she's doing all the hard work in your household. [/end of the irony mode]

She must be a saint to be enduring this!

AMARYN: "Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain!" [Quote from "Wiz of OZ"]. I've become a bit lazy, but if my hubby is hurt, recuperating from surgery or an injury, I feel like a million bucks to be able to do something that's hard for me in his behalf, because he does so much for me!!!! I consider it an honor. (Now, if he's fit as a fiddle, that's a different matter!) Let's look on the bright side: Our Paul wants you to take care of your newly regained eyesight. Not too much strain now, OK? Play it safe. What does your Doc say?

[amaryn]

Such great advice is a special gift on a monday, monday! Thanks, Frankie! Well, MY doc says: take it easy

[amaryn]

Jeeeeeeeesus Christ, Amaryn, you're a proper monster, d'you know this?

[turn on the irony mode] I'm sure your hard-working wife is soooooooooooooooo thankful and proud of you ruining what remained of your precious eye-sight at your beaming computer while she's doing all the hard work in your household. [/end of the irony mode]

She must be a saint to be enduring this!

This dedication told us more about you than your real name could ever do.

Congratulations!

Thanks and dziekuje, Pawel:) She goes to work, I cook, clean and do whatever is allowed - but snow:that's where my Doc says:NO. My shubby and I work in perfect harmony there, don't you worry!
And this brill computer I have an official paper telling me when to use and when not
And she IS lovely indeed
Leaving you here again for a while with red eyes and very happy (The perfect moment to take a break
and listen to music instead)

[Maviii]

[Paul Orhan]

[Frankie Jasmine]

Such great advice is a special gift on a monday, monday! Thanks, Frankie! Well, MY doc says: take it easy

Then, sir, I recommend you only be online for short spurts, sir!!! Don't worry so much about posting (although you do have some good ones--they can wait. Make a list. That's what I do.) . . . Use those wonderful new eyes of yours to see the beauty of your lady, inside and out. And be a troubador to your one and only. She needs and deserves it. Believe me, the rewards are GREAT!!! And remember what I said about the computer and/or reading too much print or scores! Look into the distance, look close-up, look all around you. (***teehee-heee*** then when you're all healed, you can dust all those high cobwebs out of the corners for shubby so she doesn't have to stand on a chair to do so!! She will love you for these small acts of kindness and thoughtfulness,) Remember: The gift is given to you . . . how can you use it to benefit others closest to you in your life, especially Shubby! Don't rush it . . . Just let it be a new sharing, a new bonding, a new form of romance, sir!!!

[Maviii]

@ Frankie / am aware the font color you use will give amaryn risk in his eyes with its glowing flashy tent

[safe1]

far away from each other -> not a good thing who invented these lyrics

LOL humans, we don't understand the value of what we have until we lose it


(that's what came up to my mind while listening to the song....)

[safe1]

Viva Cuba



Here we are
Face to face
We forget, time and place
Hold me now
Don't let go
Though it hurts and we both know
The time we spend together's gonna fly
And everything you do to me
Is gonna feel so right
Baby when you're loving me
I feel like I could cry
'Cause there's nothing I can do
To keep from loving you

Here we are
All alone
Trembling hearts, beating strong
Reaching out, a breathless kiss
I never thought could feel like this
I want to stop the time from passing by
I wanna close my eyes and feel your lips are touching mine
Baby when you're close to me
I want you more each time
And there's nothing I can do, to keep from loving you

(Bridge)
There's nothing I can do
I'm helpless in your arms
Oh baby what you do
I'm in love, this is it
There's no turning back this time
No no no
Here we are
Once again
But this time we're only friends
Funny world
Sometimes lies
Become the game, when love's the prize
And though no one knows what's going on inside
And all the love I feel for you
Is something I should hide
When I have you close to me
The feeling's so sublime
That there's nothing I can do
To keep from loving you
No, no, no, Can't keep from loving you baby no, no, no

[Maviii]

[safe1]

...as serious as it can be...



my beloved Mark...


It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry

I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it

And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes

Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations

[Maviii]

some songs simply through me back at an eye glance to 80's
where i should have been not existed



Journey - Faithfully
Highway run
Into the midnight sun
Wheels go round and round
Youre on my mind
Restless hearts
Sleep alone tonight
Sendin all my love
Along the wire

They say that the road
Aint no place to start a family
Right down the line
Its been you and me
And lovin a music man
Aint always what its supposed to be
Oh girl you stand by me
Im forever yours...faithfully

Circus life
Under the big top world
We all need the clowns
To make us smile
Through space and time
Always another show
Wondering where I am
Lost without you

And being apart aint easy
On this love affair
Two strangers learn to fall in love again
I get the joy
Of rediscovering you
Oh girl, you stand by me
Im forever yours...faithfully

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Faithfully, Im still yours
Im forever yours
Ever yours...faithfully



***t teared eyes ('',)

[safe1]

just before going to bed...



Last time I was sober, man I felt bad
Worst hangover that I ever had
It took six hamburgers and scotch all night
Nicotine for breakfast just to put me right
’Cause if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel

My life makes perfect sense
Lust and food and violence
Sex and money are my major kicks
Get me in a fight I like dirty tricks
’Cause if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel

My chick loves a man who’s strong
The things she’ll do to turn me on
I love the babes, don’t get we wrong
Hey, that’s why I wrote this song

I don’t care if my liver is hanging by a thread -> LOOOOOOOOOL
Don’t care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
When my ugly big car won’t climb this hill
I’ll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill -> LMAOOO
’Cause if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel

On heavy, heavy fuel
Heavy, heavy fuel

L_M_A_O

[Maviii]

[Maviii]

[Maviii]

this is for you stranger in the Slovakian town