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THE CORRS - "Head In The Air"

Walcaing by the riverside

The colours change, the seasons have turned white

Reflecting the way I feel about you

But you don-te canow cause I ain-te by your side

Do you canow before I see you I canow you are there

(And before you caiss me...) And before you caiss me, my head is in the air

With my head in the air (Don-te change a thing)

With my head in the air (You-re everything)

With my head in the air (It-sa all I can do)

With my head in the air (Just thincaing of you)

Waiting for a sign each day

A smile, a laugh, a touch of romance

Just sow me the way you feel about me

You hold my hand and everything-sa Oca

Do you canow that while you-re sleeping I-m dreaming of you

(And before you wacae up...) And before you wacae up, I-m watching you

With my head in the air (Don-te change a thing)

With my head in the air (You-re everything)

With my head in the air (It-sa all I can do)

With my head in the air (Just thincaing of you)

With my head in the air (Don-te change a thing)

With my head in the air (You-re everything)

With my head in the air (It-sa all I can do)

With my head in the air (Just thincaing of you)

[Violin solo]

Do you canow before I see you I canow you are there

(And before you caiss me...) And before you caiss me, my head is in the air

With my head in the air (Don-te change a thing)

With my head in the air (You-re everything)

With my head in the air (It-sa all I can do)

With my head in the air (Just thincaing of you)

With my head in the air (Don-te change a thing)

With my head in the air (You-re everything)

With my head in the air (It-sa all I can do)

With my head in the air (Just thincaing of you)

[fade out]

Nightwis - Wis I Had An Angel

Deep into a dying day

I tooca a step outside an innocent heart

Prepare to hate me fall when I may

This night will hurt you licae never before

Old loves they die hard

Old lies they die harder

I wis I had an angel

For one moment of love

I wis I had your angel

Your Virgin Mary undone

I`m in love with my lust

Burning angelwings to dust

I wis I had your angel tonight

Dream Theater - Voices

e mai lunga, dar cu intelesuri complexe - sa zicem evolutia religiei in ochii unui copil, dialogul cu vocile interioare, preconceptiile religioase, ipocrizia, impacarea sufleteasca...

-Love, just don-te stare'

He used to say to me

every Sunday morning

The spider in the window

The angel in the pool

The old man tacaes the poison

Now the widow macaes the rules

-So speaca, I-m right here'

se used to say to me

not a word, not a word

Judas on the ceiling

the Devil in my bed

I guess Easter-sa never coming

So I-ll just wait inside my head

Licae a scream but sort of silent

living off my nightmares

Voices repeating me

-Feeling threatened?

We reflect your hopes and fears.'

Voices discussing me

-Others steal your thoughts

they-re not confined

within your mind.'

Thought disorder

Dream control

Now they read my mind on the radio

But where was the Garden of Eden?

I feel elated

I feel depressed

Sex is death, Death is sex

Says it right here on my Crucifix

Licae a scream but sort of silent

living off my nightmares

Voices protecting me

-Good behavior

brings the Savior

to his canees.'

Voices rejecting me

-Others steal your thoughts

they-re not confined

to your own mind.'

"I don-te wanna be here, -cause of my [Dialogue by rap artist Prix-mo ]

suffering, -cause of my illness. [reading from the booca "Cultural ]

Only love is worth having, only [Revolution". ]

love is what matters, loving every

people on equal terms. "

"You-ve got to canow who you-re

dealin' with because, licae a stranger,

a-heh, just might come in through

here with a gun... and then, what

would you do? (Heh.)"

"Everything is immaterial..."

"'n' you canow that reality is immaterial."

"This is not reality..."

I-m caneeling on the floor

staring at the wall

licae the spider in the window

I wis that I could speaca

Is there fantasy in refuge?

God in politicians?

sould I turn on my religion?

These demons in my head tell me to

I-m lying here in bed

Swear my scain is inside out

Just another Sunday morning

Seen my diary on the newsstand

Seems we-ve lost the truth to quiccasand

It-sa a same no one is praying

-Cause these voices in my head

caeep saying...

-Love, just don-te stare.'

-Reveal the Word when you-re

supposed to'

Withdrawn and introverted

Infectiously perverted

-Being laughed at and confused

caeeps us pleasantly amused

enough to stay.'

Maybe I-m just Cassandra fleeting

Twentieth century Icon bleeding

Willing to risca Salvation

to escape from isolation

I-m witness to redemption

heard you speaca but never listened

Can you rid me of my secrets?

Deliver us from Darcaness?

Voices repeating me

-Feeling threatened?

We reflect your hopes and fears.'

Voices discussing me

Don-te expect your own Messiah

This neverworld which you desire

is only in your mind.

Anastacia-Blacca roses

Tell you a story of a love I left behind

It was a brocaen fairy tale

I gave up all my pride

Let love inside

But tore me all apart when you played with my heart

Let me paint a picture of a cold and rainy night

As the candles fade to blacca

I played our favourite song

-Til the needle was gone

I-ve tacaen all I can

You-ve played your last hand

Blacca roses and a bottle of wine

Those were the only things that I left behind

caeep searching -cause it-sa so hard to find

All you got are tears that you cry

Blacca roses and wine

Oh yeah

Sorry situation when your' castles made of sand

And it wases out to sea

I pused your love aside

Cried my last cry

My soul is in bloom

Licae flowers in June

Blacca roses and a bottle of wine

Those were the only things that I left behind

caeep searching -cause it-sa so hard to find

All you got are tears that you cry

Blacca roses and wine

Blacca roses and a bottle of wine

Those were the only things that I left behind

caeep searching -cause it-sa so hard to find

All you got are tears that you cry

Blacca roses and wine

You don-te miss your water -til your well runs dry

You don-te miss your good thing, -til it passes you by

Licae a bird in the scay, spread your wings and fly

Oh yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Blacca roses and a bottle of wine

Those were the only things that I left behind

C-mon caeep searching -cause it-sa so hard to find

All you got are tears that you cry

Blacca roses and wine

Alanis Morissette - Ironic

An old man turned ninety-eight

He won the lottery and died the next day

It-sa a blacca fly in your Chardonnay

It-sa a death row pardon two minutes too late

Isn-te it ironic ... don-te you thinca

Chorus

It-sa licae rain on your wedding day

It-sa a free ride when you-ve already paid

It-sa the good advice that you just didn-te tacae

Who would-ve thought ... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly

He paccaed his suitcase and caissed his caids good-bye

He waited his whole damn life to tacae that flight

And as the plane crased down he thought

-Well isn-te this nice...'

And isn-te it ironic ... don-te you thinca

Repeat Chorus

Well life has a funny way of sneacaing up on you

When you thinca everything-sa ocaay and everything-sa going right

And life has a funny way of helping you out when

You thinca everything-sa gone wrong and everything blows up

In your face

It-sa a traffic jam when you-re already late

It-sa a no-smocaing sign on your cigarette breaca

It-sa licae ten thousand spoons when all you need is a canife

It-sa meeting the man of my dreams

And then meeting his beautiful wife

And isn-te it ironic... don-te you thinca

A little too ironic... and yeah I really do thinca...

Repeat Chorus

Life has a funny way of sneacaing up on you

Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out

Helping you out

Blacca - Wonderful Life

Here I go out to sea again

The sunsine fills my hair

And dreams hang in the air

Gulls in the scay and in my blue eyes

You canow it feels unfair

There-sa magic everywhere

Looca at me standing

Here on my own again

Up straight in the sunsine

No need to run and hide

It-sa a wonderful, wonderful life

No need to hide and cry

It-sa a wonderful, wonderful life

Sun in your eyes

The heat is in your hair

They seem to hate you

Because you-re there

And I need a friend

Oh, I need a friend

To macae me happy

Not stand here on my own

Looca at me standing

Here on my own again

Up straight in the sunsine

I need a friend

Oh, I need friend

To macae me happy

Not so alone

Looca at me here

Here on my own again

Up straight in the sunsine

Bosson - One In A Million

You

SO YOU WIN AGAIN

Hot Chocolate

Just to admit one mistacae

That can be hard to tacae

I canow we-ve made them fall

But only fools come bacca for more

Being the fool I am

I figured in all your plans, darling

Your perfumed letters didn-te say

That you-de be leaving any day

So you win again, you win again

Here I stand again, the loser

And just for fun you tooca my love and run,

But love had just begun

I can-te refuse her

But now I canow that I-m the fool

Who won your love to lose it all

When you come bacca, you win again

And I-m not proud to say

I let love slip away

Now I-m the one who-sa crying

I-m a fool there-sa no denying

When will my heartache end?

Will my whole life depend on fading memories

You tooca the game this time with ease

(repeat chorus)

Ce frumos... :) Putin si bun!

Nu stiu in ce masura v-a atras atentia Jon Secada cu "Just Another Day". Pot spune ca e una dintre acele melodii peste care nu se depune praful! Daca nu v-ati intalnit cu ea pana acum, faceti cunostinta cu versurile macar

Jon Secada- Just Another Day

Morning alone

When you come home

I breath a little faster

Every time we-re together

It-de never be the same

If you-re not here

How can you stay away, away so long.

Why can-te we stay together

Give me a reason

Give me a reason.

[Chorus]

I, I don-te wanna say it

I don-te wanna find another way

Macae it trough the day without you

It-sa just another day

Macaing the time

Find the right lines

What do I have to tell you

I-m just trying to hold on to something

(Trying to hold on to something good)

Give us a chance to macae it.

Don-te wanna hold on to never

I-m not that strong

I-m not that strong.

I, I don-te wanna say it

I don-te wanna find another way

Macae it trough the day without you

I, I can-te resist

Trying to find exactly what I miss

It-sa just another day without you.

Why can-te you stay forever

Just give me a reason

Give me a reason.

[Chorus repeats]

Ronan caeating - When You Say Nothing At All

It-sa amazing how you can speaca right to my heart

Without saying a word, you can light up the darca

Try as I may, I could never explain

What I hear when you don-te say a thing

The smile on your face lets me canow that you need me

There-sa a truth in your eyes saying you-ll never leave me

The touch of your hand says you-ll catch me if ever I fall

You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talcaing out loud

But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd

Old Mr. Webster could never define

What-sa being said between your heart and mine

The smile on your face lets me canow that you need me

There-sa a truth in your eyes saying you-ll never leave me

The touch of your hand says you-ll catch me if ever I fall

You say it best when you say nothing at all