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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGTDRztaCCw

Geriausias eilėraštis, kuris mane užvaldė. Nors atrodo baisus apie mirtį, bet tai netiesa. Tai yra pats optimiškiausias eilėraštis apie gyvenimą. O jei nematai, tai žinok, reikia žiūrėti ne akimis.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

                                                   I am a thousand winds that blow.

                                                   I am the diamond glint on the snow.

                                                   I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

                                                   I am the gentle autumn rain.

 When you wake in a morning hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush.

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

                                                     Do not stand at my grave and weep.

                                                     I am not there, I do not sleep.

                                                     Do not stand at my grave and cry.

                                                     I am not there, I did not die!

                                                           Mary Frye (1932)

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fly2moon1099202721.jpgThey say an end can be a start
Feels like I’ve been buried yet I’m still alive
It’s like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don’t try to deny
I’d better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that I can’t control
They say love ain’t nothing but a sore
I don’t even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don’t you know I’m so tired of it all
I have known terror dizzy spells
Finding out the secrets words won’t tell
Whatever it is it can’t be named
There’s a part of my world that’ s fading away
You know I don’t want to be clever
To be brilliant or superior
True like ice, true like fire
Now I know that a breeze can blow me away
Now I know there’s much more dignity
In defeat than in the brightest victory
I’m losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please…If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it’s all over I’ll let you know
Hang on to the good days
I can lean on my friends
They help me going through hard times
But I’m feeding the enemy
I’m in league with the foe
Blame me for what’s happening
I can’t try, I can’t try, I can’t try…
No one knows the hard times I went through
If happiness came I miss the call
The stormy days ain’t over
I’ve tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost
Now I’ve watched all my castles fall
They were made of dust, after all

Someday all this mess will make me laugh
I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait…
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it’s all over I’ll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it’s all over I’ll let you know
It’s like somebody took my place
I ain’t even playing my own game
The rules have changed well I didn’t know
There are things in my life I can’t control
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don’t try to deny
I’d better learn to accept that
There’s a part of my life that will go away
Dark is the night, cold is the ground
In the circular solitude of my heart
As one who strives a hill to climb
I am sure I’ll come through I don’t know how
They say an end can be a start
Feels like I’ve been buried yet I’m still alive
I’m losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please…
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it’s all over I’ll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it’s all over I’ll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it’s all over I’ll let you know

Žinot, mes visi esame labai priklausomi nuo įvairių rūšių narkotikų- cigaretės, alkoholis, kokainas, žolė, kava, arbata, žmonės, meilė, saldainiai ir sausainiai. Ir nemanau, kad saldainių priklausomybė yra lengvesnė nuo alkoholio priklausomybės. Gi taip pat kenkia sveikatai. Net labai. ;) O kas maloniausia, kad visos priklausomybės yra pačios skaniausios. Visi turim savo favoritus. Šią minutę aš esu super priklausoma nuo Amy. Pažįstat tokią? Kur dainuoja apie Rehab. Man super ji patinka, jos muzika, bet dar labiau patinka, kad jos talentas toks stiprus, kad net žudo ją. Visi genijai tai nelaimingi, tai priklausomi, tai šiaip savižudžiai. Kartais labai graužia save, kad manęs niekas nekankina ir nežudau savęs ar manęs nežudo kokia mintis ir pan. Pilka. Mano pati mylimiausia narkomanė yra Amy Winehouse. Winehouse. Ir tie narkotikai niekuo čia dėti. Va.
Amy Winehouse

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HFVM5pVTwkM&feature=related