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[Panzer.Tolik]

"Losing My Religion" R.E.M.

Oh life, it's bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I've said enough

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I've said enough

Consider this
Consider this, the hint of the century
Consider this, the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing around
Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream
Just a dream...

[Amarilis]

Корейские девушки исполняют Миллион алых роз.

[beam]

Foll out boy - Phoenix
(лучше слушать громко )
http://video.yandex.ru/search?text=p...Id=0lVLoaoxs3M

[andrei.mk]

[Руслан Коломиец]

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[Скинфакси]

I Pooh - Parsifal (1973) (Parte prima e seconda)

Вторая часть песни (после 5-ой минуты) инструментальная.


Свет утра приходит с Востока
В этот твой лес...

Простак рожденный с чистой душей,
Не знающей страха.
Тех всадников, богам подобных, ты никогда не видел,
Но не родился страх внутри.

Ты безумно хотел знать,
Что за пределами леса.
И узнать свою судьбу.
Свою судьбу, которая в имени твоем сокрыта
Королем света станешь,
Беги, беги, беги, беги!

Тебе будут говорить о Боге, о Короле.
Девушек-цветов ты увидишь в пути
В большом древнем видении.
Твоя новая жизнь тебя, одинокого, подтолкнет,
И сомнение тебя завоюет.

Зачарованный возраст странный ее
Ни слава или ветер, а сладкая реальность.
В высокой траве на берегу реки
Свое оружие ты подарил уже солнцу и росе.
Святым ты не станешь,
И здесь останавливается твой путь.