Kenge me tekste te bukura

Hudhni naj konge me tekst te bukur e me kuptim, POR PERJASHTOHEN KENGET E DASHNISE, APO KENGET ME TEKSTE QE FLASIN PER PUNE INTIME TE AUTORIT se boll i kena hallet tona, s dum me nigju per punet intime te poetve.

 

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

 

P.S. nese s'keni ndonje gje me shkrujt, ju lutem mos shkruni. Gjithashtu nese keni pytje te tipit car eshte e bukur dhe car ka kuptim, mos shkruni.

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Meqe na vure kufirin tek thana:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aumejrcEHs

Nje koment te vogel per kengen qe postove ti: ka nje pjese teksti dashurie dhe seksi pasi flet per nje prostitute e cila pret dashurine e jetes te saje dhe vete jeten e saje aty. Pra rruga ne kete rast nuk eshte rruge(ceci n'est pas une pipe smiley) por eshte prostituta. Ne ato vende, calle quajne prostitutat.

one day it'll look for me
at the exit a good man
giving his life without paying

 

o trendafil/e me bere te hidhem nga kolltuku me kete kenge/video... po me vertete nuk ishte kenge dashurie smiley cheers

Enter Sadman (Metallica):

Exit light

engter night

take my hand

off to never never land...

Qe e ke i hall ti, e ke, po shoqnija virtuale do boj cmos per mitigejshenin e halleve tuja kudo si t'ndodhen. Qe nji ktuna qe e kom per zemer fort edhe e qes vec per rob te respektum fort dhe/ose t'vecant:

Old James Dean Monroe
Hands out flowers at the Shop-N-Go
Hopes for money but all he gets is fear
And the wind blows up his coat
And this he scribbles on a perfume note
"If I'm not here, then you're not here"
And he says, "Call me Miscreation,
I'm a walking celebration"

And it's hard to make a stand

My friend, o lawdy,
Went to take care of her own body,
And she got shot down in the road
She looked up before she went,
Said, "This isn't really what I meant"
And the daily news said,"Two with one stone"
And I say, "Hey there, Miscreation,
Bring a flower, time is wasting"

And it's hard to make a stand

We got loud guitars and big suspicions,
Great big guns and small ambitions,
And we still argue over who is God
And I say, "Hey there Miscreation,
we all need a revelation

And it's hard to make a stand

 

Subterranean Homesick Blues

                                  BOB DYLAN (of course)

Johnnys in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
Im on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says hes got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
Its somethin you did
God knows when
But youre doin it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phones tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early may
Orders from the d. a.
Look out kid
Dont matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Dont try no doz
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You dont need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
Youre gonna get hit
But losers, cheaters
Six-time users
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin for a new fool
Dont follow leaders
Watch the parkin meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Dont steal, dont lift
Twenty years of schoolin
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Dont wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Dont wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump dont work
cause the vandals took the handles

Mosss... u fute te qilari i veres mire, e?  smiley

 

UUUUU Puçrra ..puçrrra

 

High Hopes  Pink Fllojd

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

****

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever
"Hey, is that Charlie? yes... Hello Charlie... great"

Pink Floyd - Wish you were here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
 

Britney Spears 

Oh baby baby, oh baby baby

Oh baby baby, how was I supposed to know
That something wasnt right here
Oh baby baby, I shouldnt have let you go
And now youre out of sight, yeah
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby cuz I need to know now, oh because

Chorus
My loneliness is killin me (and I)
I must confess I still believe (still believe)
When Im not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign, hit me baby one more time!

Oh baby baby, the reason I breathe is you
Boy youve got me blinded
Oh pretty baby, theres nothin that I wouldnt do
Thats not the way I planned it

Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby cuz I need to know now, oh because

Chorus

Oh baby baby, how was I supposed to know
Oh pretty baby, I shouldnt have let you go
I must confess that my loneliness
Is killin me now
Dont you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign, hit me baby one more time

Chorus

I must confess (my loneliness) that my loneliness
(is killing me) is killing me now
(I must confess) dont you (I still believe) know I still believe
That you will be here (I lose my mind)
And give me a sign...
Hit me baby one more time!

hahahaha kenge me karakter, as per dashuri nuk flet, autori sugurisht nuk ka pase asnje pune intime me veten kur ka kompozu kete kengen... permbush me se mire kriteret e sol-it smiley

Hetero me ke e ke ti lal? Mos ma ngacmo Britney se bej sherr!

Injorant muzike ! smiley

S'ma mban te matem me Britney-n lale, kur nuk ben dot kenge shoqerohet me Paris-in e dalin te dyja pa mbathje smiley jam komplet injorante (!) persa i perket muzikes se saj

Ne rastin e mesiperm nuk e di; nuk te kam pare akoma. Por ne pergjithesi, Britney eshte lickylicious. smiley

Hetero moj goce pse s'ndihesh ti po na vendos nick qe ngaterrohemi ne.. Per pak te mora per mashkull moj tu mbyllte..  smiley

Je xheloze ti prandaj.. Nuk ke shoqe si Parisi dhe nuk del dot pa mbathje dhe shpif per to.. smiley

s'ka gje se ja u sqarove... nuk kam zili vetem ato, po dhe ciljeten, zajminen e ingridin.... vdes per nje cike magazine e per tu be magaziniere smiley

Aqua "Barbie Girl"

Hi, Barbie!
Hi, Ken!
You wanna go for a ride?
Sure, Ken!
Jump in!

I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

Come on Barbie, let's go party!

I'm a blond bimbo (female) girl in a fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dollie
You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamouring and pain
Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky

You can touch, you can play
If you say: "I'm always yours", ooh wow

Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ah ah ah yeah
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ooh wow, ooh wow
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ah ah ah yeah
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ooh wow, ooh wow

Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please
I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees
Come jump in, be my friend, let us do it again
Hit the town, fool around, let's go party

You can touch, you can play
If you say: "I'm always yours"
You can touch, you can play
If you say: "I'm always yours"

Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ah ah ah yeah
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ooh wow, ooh wow
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ah ah ah yeah
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ooh wow, ooh wow

Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ah ah ah yeah
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ooh wow, ooh wow
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ah ah ah yeah
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Ooh wow, ooh wow

Oh, I'm having so much fun!
Well Barbie, we're just gettin' started
Oh, I love you Ken!

P.s. hajd naten e mire tani.. smiley

DEPECHE MODE      master and servant

  There's a new game
We like to play you see
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees

We call it master and servant
We call it master and servant

It's a lot like life
This play between the sheets
With you on top and me underneath
Forget all about equality

Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant

It's a lot like life
And that's what's appealing
If you despise that throwaway feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one

Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day

Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant

Let's play master and servant
Come on, master and servantload_options();

 

 

 

سنگ صبور

رفیق من سنگ صبور غمهام
به دیدنم بیا که خیلی تنهام

هیچکی نمیفهمه چه حالی دارم
چه دنیای رو به زوالی دارم

مجنونمو دلزده از لیلیا
خیلی دلم گرفته از خیلیا

نمونده از جوونیام نشونی
پیر شدم پیر تو ای جوونی

تنهای بی سنگ صبور
خونه ی سرد و سوت و کور

توی شبات ستاره نیست موندی و راه چاره نیست

Simply very nice.

Po ti do te mburresh qe di te flasesh indiance? kush eshte kjo, ajo Mera xhupa he xhapani?

نشکن دلمو

 

يگانه:
سرگرمي تو
چاووشي:
شده بازي با اين دل غمگين و خستم
يادت نمي ياد اون همه قول و قرارايي كه با تو بستم
يگانه:
با اين همه ظلم تو ببين باز چه جوري پاي اين همه قول و قرار من نشستم
چاووشي:
نشكن دلمو
يگانه:
به خدا اهم ميگيره دامن تو عاقبت يه روز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني دلم پر از يه نفرين سينه سوز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني وقتي كه نيستي گريه شده كار اين دل عاشق شب و روز
چاووشي:
ديوونه نكن
يگانه:
دلمو اهم ميگيره دامن تو عاقبت يه روز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني دلم پر از يه نفرين سينه سوز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني وقتي كه نيستي گريه شده كار اين دل عاشق شب و روز
حاكان:
سرگرمي تو
شده بازي با اين دل غمگين و خستم
يادت نمي ياد اون همه قول و قرارايي كه با تو بستم
يگانه:
با اين همه ظلم تو ببين باز چه جوري پاي اين همه قول و قرار من نشستم
چاووشي:
نشكن دلمو
يگانه:
به خدا اهم ميگيره دامن تو عاقبت يه روز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني دلم پر از يه نفرين سينه سوز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني وقتي كه نيستي گريه شده كار اين دل عاشق شب و روز
چاووشي:
ديوونه نكن
يگانه:
دلمو اهم ميگيره دامن تو عاقبت يه روز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني دلم پر از يه نفرين سينه سوز
چاووشي:
نگو بي خبري
يگانه:
نگو نمي دوني وقتي كه نيستي گريه شده كار اين دل عاشق شب و روز
نشكن دلمو
به خدا اهم ميگيره دامن تو عاقبت يه روز
نگو بي خبري
نگو نمي دوني دلم پر از يه نفرين سينه سوز
نگو بي خبري
نگو نمي دوني وقتي كه نيستي گريه شده كار اين دل عاشق شب و روز

Nashkan Delamo - mos ma thyej zemren. Mohseni prape.

Me t'u zgjidh problemi i emrit te fakulteteve te Sorbonne-s do te shkoj te studioj nji ket lloj gjuhe te nerume... smiley

vendalinjte injorante gjuhen e tyre e quajne farsi... ne fakt eshte persisht. smiley

iraniane hesapi... smiley, te paintegruar...

kellira thuaj. smiley qe cuditerisht ngjajne shume me ne. psh, zgjedhjet... identike.

lol, jo dhe aq,

meshkujt te videoja m'u duken si me te hajrit nga ne... por ne i kemi femrat me te bukura... nje dalje nga makina e ciljetes shtrin 800 iraniane... smiley

epo e kam thene ne nje teme tjeter qe meshkujt tane e kane koken me xhunga shtremba shtremba... po m'u hodhen ne fyt piranjat ketu. po dhe cilieta qe thua ti, f*cktastic eshte ama,  - po s'te shtriu as ajo, te ze ligji qe do nxjerre se shpejti krieministri ine i nderuar.

hahaha

ndoshta kjo ishte arsyeja qe s'kishte mbetur asnje funksionar i ambasades tone ne Londer pa shkuar tek koncerti i Eli Fares: ishte edhe ciljeta qe kendonte ca kenge...na jarget...lume...

P.S.Ky ligji si eshte: do te shtrihet njehere krieministri me te e pastaj ne, apo on a first come first served basis?

ajo e fundit. ndryshe breke hekuri me 20 lloza. pas atyre qe kemi degjuar per krieministrin me ate skraparlliun...  it's more first come first and last ever served basis. mos na rrenqeth me te tilla ide.

hahahaha,

qenka ligj kot,

ika une

naten e mire

BandaBardo'

Un giorno venne il sole e disse: "...e così sia!
se proprio non mi volete allora me ne vado via!
Non vi chiedevo tanto, né croci, né altare
ma nemmeno un mondo in cui non posso respirare..."
E tutti gli risposero: "No, ti prego, non te ne andare!
Senza di te sai non possiamo più abbronzare!
E diventare belli con creme da spalmare
dimenticando tutto in un estate al mare..."
Gli offrirono dei soldi ma non ci fu niente da fare
Il sole fece quattro passi e smise di brillare!
Ma l'uomo del miracolo dalla televisione,
entrò in tutte le case stravolto d'emozione
"Ci ho già pensato io" disse
"È una grande occasione, pagate e vi sarà dato...
...un sole di cartone".

Ci sono cose che nessuno ti dirà…
ci sono cose che nessuno ti darà…
sei nato e morto qua
sei nato e morto qua

nato nel paese delle mezza verità

dove fuggi?

in italia pistole in macchine
in italia machiavelli e foscolo
in italia i campioni del mondo

sono in italia

benvenuto
in italia fatti una vacanza al mare
in italia meglio non farsi operare
in italia non andare all’ospedale
in italia la bella vita
in italia le grandi serate e i gala
in italia fai affari con la mala
in italia il vicino che ti spara

in italia…

rit. (x2)
Ci sono cose che nessuno ti dirà…
ci sono cose che nessuno ti darà…
sei nato e morto qua
sei nato e morto qua
nato nel paese delle mezze verità

dove fuggi?
in italia i veri mafiosi sono
in italia i più pericolosi sono
in italia le ragazze nella strada
in italia mangi pasta fatta in casa
in italia poi ti entrano i ladri in casa
in italia non trovi un lavoro fisso
in italia ma baci il crocifisso
in italia i monumenti
in italia le chiese con i dipinti
in italia gente con dei sentimenti
in italia la campagna e i rapimenti

in italia…

rit. (x2)
Ci sono cose che nessuno ti dirà…
ci sono cose che nessuno ti darà…
sei nato e morto qua
sei nato e morto qua
nato nel paese delle mezze verità

dove fuggi?
in italia le ragazze corteggiate
in italia le donne fotografate
in italia le modelle ricattate
in italia impara l’arte
in italia gente che legge le carte
in italia assassini mai scoperti
in italia volti persi e voti certi

in italia

rit. (x2)
Ci sono cose che nessuno ti dirà…
ci sono cose che nessuno ti darà…
sei nato e morto qua
sei nato e morto qua
nato nel paese delle mezze verità

dove fuggi… (x2)

smiley E adhuroj kete kenge. Pershkrim fantastik.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBWevKccFM8&feature=related

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
sono un italiano

Buongiorno Italia gli spaghetti al dente
e un partigiano come Presidente
con l'autoradio sempre nella mano destra
e un canarino sopra la finestra
Buongiorno Italia con i tuoi artisti
con troppa America sui manifesti
con le canzoni con amore
con il cuore

con piu' donne sempre meno suore
Buongiorno Italia
buongiorno Maria
con gli occhi pieni di malinconia
buongiorno Dio
lo sai che ci sono anch'io

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perche' ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

Buongiorno Italia che non si spaventa
e con la crema da barba alla menta
con un vestito gessato sul blu
e la moviola la domenica in TV
Buongiorno Italia col caffe' ristretto
le calze nuove nel primo cassetto
con la bandiera in tintoria
e una 600 giu' di carrozzeria
Buongiorno Italia
buongiorno Maria
con gli occhi pieni di malinconia
buongiorno Dio
lo sai che ci sono anch'io

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perche' ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

La la la la la la la la...

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perche' ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

Viva la Mamma C' folla tutte le sere
nei cinema di Bagnoli
un sogno che in bianco e nero
tra poco sar a colori
l'estate che passa in fretta
l'estate che torna ancora
i giochi messi da parte
per una chitarra nuova...
Viva la mamma
affezionata a quella gonna un po' lunga
cos elegantemente anni cinquanta
sempre cos sincera.
Viva la mamma
viva le donne con i piedi per terra
le sorridenti miss del dopoguerra
pettinate come lei.
Angeli ballano il rock ora
tu non sei un sogno - tu sei vera.
Viva la mamma perch
se ti parlo di lei non sei gelosa!
Viva la mamma
affezionata a quella gonna un po' lunga
indaffarata sempre e sempre convinta
a volte un po' severa.
Viva la mamma
viva la favola degli anni cinquanta
cos lontana eppure cos moderna
e cos magica.
Angeli ballano il rock ora
non un juke box, un'orchestra vera.
Viva la mamma perch
se ti parlo di lei non sei gelosa!
Bang bang la sveglia che suona
bang bang devi andare a scuola
bang bang soltanto un momento
per sognare ancora!
Viva la mamma
affezionata a quella gonna un po' lunga
cos elegantemente anni cinquanta
sempre cos sincera.
Viva la mamma
viva le regole e le buone maniere
quelle che non ho mai
saputo imparare
forse per colpa del rock...
Forse per colpa del rock... rock...
Forse per colpa del... forse per colpa del rock!

 Skid Row WASTED TIME

 

You and I together in our lives
Sacred ties would never fray
Then why cant I let myself tell lies
And watch you die every day

I think back to the times
When dreams were what mattered
Tough talking youth naivete

You said you never let me down
But the horse stampedes and rages
In the name of desperation

Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
You left behind

Is it all just wasted time
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
You left behind

Paranoid delusions they haunt you
Wheres my friend I used to know
Hes all alone
Hes buried deep within a carcass
Searching for a soul

Can you feel me inside your heart
As its bleeding
Why cant you belive you
Cant be loved

I hear you scream in agony
And the horse stampedes and rages
In the name of desperation

Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
You left behind

Is it all just wasted time
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
You left behind

You said you never let me down
But the horse stampedes and rages
In the name of desperation

Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
You left behind

Is it all just wasted time
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
You left behind

The sun will rise again
The earth will turn to sand
Creations colors seem to fade to grey
And youll see the sickly hands of time
Will write your final rhyme
And end a memory

I never thought youd let it get
This far, boy

smiley

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

Il ragazzo della via Gluck

Questa è la storia
di uno di noi,
anche lui nato per caso in via Gluck,
in una casa, fuori città,
gente tranquilla, che lavorava.
Là dove c'era l'erba ora c'è
una città,
e quella casa
in mezzo al verde ormai,
dove sarà?

Questo ragazzo della via Gluck,
si divertiva a giocare con me,
ma un giorno disse,
vado in città,
e lo diceva mentre piangeva,
io gli domando amico,
non sei contento?
Vai finalmente a stare in città.
Là troverai le cose che non hai avuto qui,
potrai lavarti in casa senza andar
giù nel cortile!

Mio caro amico, disse,
qui sono nato,
in questa strada
ora lascio il mio cuore.
Ma come fai a non capire,
è una fortuna, per voi che restate
a piedi nudi a giocare nei prati,
mentre là in centro respiro il cemento.
Ma verrà un giorno che ritornerò
ancora qui
e sentirò l'amico treno
che fischia così,
"wa wa"!

Passano gli anni,
ma otto son lunghi,
però quel ragazzo ne ha fatta di strada,
ma non si scorda la sua prima casa,
ora coi soldi lui può comperarla
torna e non trova gli amici che aveva,
solo case su case,
catrame e cemento.

Là dove c'era l'erba ora c'è
una città,
e quella casa in mezzo al verde ormai
dove sarà.

Ehi, Ehi,

La la la... la la la la la...

Eh no,
non so, non so perché,
perché continuano
a costruire, le case
e non lasciano l'erba
non lasciano l'erba
non lasciano l'erba
non lasciano l'erba

Eh no,
se andiamo avanti così, chissà
come si farà,
chissà...

e cuditshme qe asnjeri nuk di nje kenge shqiptare... direi che nous are in eines fremd forum.

Bashkemoshatare

 

Ja, buzëmbrëmje ësht' tani
Un' me ty jam përsëri
Ç'lumturi.
Po, në një moshë pranvere jan'
Globit tonë anemban'
Me mijëra zemra bashkmoshatar'.
Ja, rra një shok diku atje
Globi ndjen t'i happen plag'
Dhe qielli skuqet nga gjaku i tyre
Si një flamur i madh.
Më thot' gjaku, mos harro!
Moshatarët që nga plumbat bien
Është gjaku trëndafil Lirie
Dritë shprese për atdhe kush ngrihet
Në botë
Drejt së ardhmes ti vrapo,
Se zjarr ke zemrën,
Flamur ke këngën,
Bashkohen zemrat si vargmal
Iu ndrin një ideal.
Jo, globi s'fle i qetë sot,
Kontinentet ndizen zjarr,
Është zemra jonë me ty, moshatar.
Ja, rra një shok diku atje
Globi ndjen t'i happen plag'
Dhe qielli skuqet nga gjaku i tyre
Si një flamur i madh.
Më thot' gjaku, mos harro!
Moshatarët që nga plumbat bien
Është gjaku trëndafil Lirie
Dritë shprese për atdhe kush ngrihet
Në botë
Drejt së ardhmes ti vrapo,
Se zjarr ke zemrën,
Flamur ke këngën,
Bashkohen zemrat si vargmal
Iu ndrin një ideal.
O o o o o mos harro!

 

Bombarolo

Chi va dicendo in giro
che odio il mio lavoro
non sa con quanto amore
mi dedico al tritolo,
è quasi indipendente
ancora poche ore
poi gli darò la voce
il detonatore.

Il mio Pinocchio fragile
parente artigianale
di ordigni costruiti
su scala industriale
di me non farà mai
un cavaliere del lavoro,
io sono d'un'altra razza,
son bombarolo.

Nello scendere le scale
ci metto più attenzione,
sarebbe imperdonabile
giustiziarmi sul portone
proprio nel giorno in cui
la decisione è mia
sulla condanna a morte
o l'amnistia.

Per strada tante facce
non hanno un bel colore,
qui chi non terrorizza
si ammala di terrore,
c'è chi aspetta la pioggia
per non piangere da solo,
io sono d'un altro avviso,
son bombarolo.

Intellettuali d'oggi
idioti di domani
ridatemi il cervello
che basta alle mie mani,
profeti molto acrobati
della rivoluzione
oggi farò da me
senza lezione.

Vi scoverò i nemici
per voi così distanti
e dopo averli uccisi
sarò fra i latitanti
ma finché li cerco io
i latitanti sono loro,
ho scelto un'altra scuola,
son bombarolo.

Potere troppe volte
delegato ad altre mani,
sganciato e restituitoci
dai tuoi aeroplani,
io vengo a restituirti
un po' del tuo terrore
del tuo disordine
del tuo rumore.

Così pensava forte
un trentenne disperato
se non del tutto giusto
quasi niente sbagliato,
cercando il luogo idoneo
adatto al suo tritolo,
insomma il posto degno
d'un bombarolo.

C'è chi lo vide ridere
davanti al Parlamento
aspettando l'esplosione
che provasse il suo talento,
c'è chi lo vide piangere
un torrente di vocali
vedendo esplodere
un chiosco di giornali.

Ma ciò che lo ferì
profondamente nell'orgoglio
fu l'immagine di lei
che si sporgeva da ogni foglio
lontana dal ridicolo
in cui lo lasciò solo,
ma in prima pagina
col bombarolo.

 

em, pf dhe fh, nuk me zhgenjyet smiley

We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.

Wish you were here - Pink Floyd

 

 

Leonard Cohen
The Future (1992)
The Future

Give me back my broken night
My secret room, my secret life
It's lonely here
There's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
Over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby
That's an order!

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
And stuff it up the hole
In your culture
Give me back the Berlin Wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder

CHORUS
Things are going to slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold
And it has overturned
The order of the soul
When they said repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent
I wonder what they meant

You don't know me from the wind
You never will, you never did
I'm the little Jew
Who wrote the Bible
I've seen nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
But love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
To say it clear, to say it cold
It's over, it ain't going
Any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
You feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future
It is murder

CHORUS

There'll be the breaking of the ancient
Western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires in the road
And the white man dancing
You'll see the woman
Hanging upside down
Her features covered by her fallen gown
And all the lousy little poets
Coming round
Trying to sound like Charlie Manson

Give me back the Berlin Wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
Give me Christ
Or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby
It is murder

CHORUS

Dolçe? Je tu provu pikatoren e re?

smileysmileysmiley ..thashe ti provoja edhe une njehere keto anoniomet,

po se bej me se humbje kohe

 Bonnie "Prince" Billy dhe Jonny Cash e kane kenduar te dy kete kenge te cilen e ka shkruar i pari.

I See A Darkness

Well, you're my friend 
And can you see 
Many times we've been out drinking 
Many times we've shared our thoughts 
But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got 
Well you know I have a love, a love for everyone I know 
And you know I have a drive, to live I won't let go 
But can you see this opposition, comes rising up sometimes 
That dreadfull imposition, comes blacking in my mind 

And then I see a darkness 
And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness
Did you know how much I love you 
Is there hope that somehow you 
Can save me from this darkness 

Well I hope that someday buddy 
We'll have peace in our lives 
Together or apart 
Alone or with our wives 
And we can stop our whoring 
And pull the smiles inside 
And light it up forever 
And never go to sleep 
My best unbeaten brother 
This isn't all I see 

I know, I see a darkness
I know, I see a darkness
I know, I see a darkness
I know, I see a darkness
Did you know how much I love you 
Is there hope that somehow you 
Can save me from this darkness

tjeter shqip

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hR9bNYJBesA

Heroi i qytetit pa lum'

 

Ne ket'qytet pa lum'

Si i huaj rri

I hakmirrem kohes me nje gote raki

Mendoj ne ty

Do te t'beja Teute

Sikur t'isha mbret

Po ben nje kohe pa sens

Delirium Tremens

E un' s'e kam asnje dysh ne xhep

O me trego si te behesh hero

Ne ket kohe pa kohe

Ne ket kohe pa kohe

O me trego

Si te behesh hero ne ket kohe pa kohe

 

Bleva nje gazet'

Ecja n'udhe pa udhe

I hakmirrem letres

Ter' kjo komedi

Ndeza nje flak' o nje flake per ty

Do te t'beja Teute

Sikur t'isha mbret

Po ben nje kohe pa sens

Delirium Tremens

E un' s'e kam asnje dysh ne xhep

O me trego si te behesh hero

Ne ket kohe pa kohe

Ne ket kohe pa kohe

O me trego

Si te behesh hero ne ket kohe pa kohe

 

Te shtrire ne kanape

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NecknT3d...

 

Shiun e degjoj

Guret me rendojne

Te pres ty

Hapat t'i degjoj

Me duket se te shoh

A je ti?

A thua je ti qe do t'me ndihmosh

T'i harroj keto dite qe me shkojne bosh

 

Te paramendoj kete cast ne dhome

Me vjen si engjell dhe me fton

Un dhe ti te shtrire mbi kanape

Presim nje dite te re

Kur shi me nuk do te bjere

Keshtjellen per ta ngrejt

Te na beje hije vetem ne

Te shtrire mbi kanape

Sikur jemi mbi nje re

Leshojme nje zog te fluturoje

Dhe diellin te na erresoje

 

Shiu nuk pushon

Moma me shikon

Te pres ty

Te kam njohur perhere

Te shoh er'me ere

A je ti

A thua je ti qe do t'me ndihmosh

T'i harroj keto dite qe me shkojne bosh

 

Te paramendoj kete cast ne dhome

Me vjen si engjell dhe me fton

Un dhe ti te shtrire mbi kanape

Presim nje dite te re

Kur shi me nuk do te bjere

Keshtjellen per ta ngrejt

Te na beje hije vetem ne

Te shtrire mbi kanape

Sikur jemi mbi nje re

Leshojme nje zog te fluturoje

Dhe diellin te na erresoje

kjo e dyta, fushave të Lazaratit u kushtohet, apo ti e harrove udhëzimin që dhe në krye?

 e mira do qe te na ndriçonit me tekset qe vini, duke analizuar se perse ju pelqejne. se keshtu kopjo e ngjit tekste pa fund qe asnjeri si lexon eshte pune e humbur. smiley

Pranvera me nje lule s'vlen - Aleksander Gjoka

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

 

Unë i vogël n'ato vite,
Mbi barin që ndriste nën vesë.
Në prag pranvere, një lule gjeta,
Erdhi Pranvera thirra menjëherë.

Buzëqeshi motra ime,
Sa desha t'i thur një kurorë.
Me kot vrapova edhe kërkova,
Të tjera lule jo, nuk gjeta dot.

Një pike vese mbi faqe ra.
O motër, unë lulet ku t'i gjej?
Ajo e dinte 'ndaj më tha
Pranvera me një lule jo nuk vjen.

Si lëndinë mbet' fëmijëria,
Por fjalët e saj jo s'i harroj.
Sot me thotë koha dhe vetë rinia
Më e bukur jeta behet me shume shoke

Një pike vesë mbi faqe rra.
O motër, unë lulet ku t' gjej?
Ajo e dinte 'ndaj me tha
Pranvera me një lule jo nuk vjen.

Kështu dhe jetën se bën një ditë
Një lumë i vetëm se bën një det
Kishe të drejtë o motër the
Pranvera me një lule s`vjen

 

 Origjinalja kendohej nga Frederik ndoci. Kush nuk e mban mend kete kenge? smiley

 

Bjork - Bachelorette

 

I'm a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl
You're the bird on the brim
Hypnotised by the Whirl

Drink me, make me feel real
Wet your beak in the stream
Game we're playing is life
Love is a two way dream

Leave me now, return tonight
Tide will show you the way
If you forget my name
You will go astray
Like a killer whale
Trapped in a bay

I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one way street

I'm a whisper in water
Secret for you to hear
You are the one who grows distant
When I beckon you near

Leave me now, return tonight
The tide will show you the way
If you forget my name
You will go astray
Like a killer whale
Trapped in a bay

I'm a tree that grows hearts
One for each that you take
You're the intruder hand
I'm the branch that you break
 

---- duhet degjuar bashke me muziken qe te kuptosh se cfare emocioni te thelle ka ne secilin prej vargjeve

Elton Deda - Qyteti i vjeter

Ndihem i vrarë, rënkon trupi im dhe i vajzës qe e kam pranë...
Ti hënë e zbehtë, ngrohi këmbët e mia të zbathura, qe ecin vetëm drejt
Ato, pa adresë...

Ku je ti vajzë? Me qytetin, ishim shokë.
Humbem gjithçka që deshëm, ajo nuk kthehet... tek ne.

Ne ecjen tënde gjithçka sot mu duk e zbrazët, qeshën me ty...
Frikacakët! Dhe ata që baltë mbi ne hodhën.
Dhe sot, e vetme je ti, përball meje...
E vrarë është ëndrra, ndaj sytë e tu, përgjumjen s'e duan.

Ata që flenë.. me zërin tonë... pranë do na kenë
Në këtë qytet te vjetër, ku jeta tashmë lind.
Larg do të shkojme... ndoshta jo shumë...
Zemrë e lamë, në këtë vend ku unë dhe ti...
U deshëm shumë... dhe terrin lamë... në harrim.

Lotët u derdhën, mbi faqen tënde të brishtë ku koha gjurmë ka lenë
Ato i shoh...
Me flokët tua luaj une, ndoshta tani më i qetë se me parë... si në ëndërr
Ku ishim te dy...

Ku je ti vajzë? Me qytetin, ishim shokë.
Humbem gjithçka që deshëm, ajo nuk kthehet... tek ne.

Ne ecjen tënde gjithçka sot mu dok e zbrazët, qeshën me ty...
Frikacakët! Dhe ata që baltë mbi ne hodhën.
Dhe sot, e vetme je ti, përball meje...
E vrarë është ëndrra, ndaj sytë e tu, përgjumjen s'e duan.
 

Ata që flenë.. me zërin tonë... pranë do na kenë
Në këtë qytet te vjetër, ku jeta tashmë lind.
Larg do të shkojme... ndoshta jo shumë...
Zemrën e lamë, te ky vend ku unë dhe ti...
U deshëm shumë... dhe terrin lamë... në harrim.
 

Jetoj-Aurela Gaçe

Dua te me duash
Dua te mos vuash
Nje refren i humbur
Qe mes njerezve e kerkoj
Beso e mos beso
Me gjysmen e vetvetes
Na shkoi jeta

Dhe therras e heshtur
Mbaj nje fryme te mekur
E s'kam nje floke te prekur
S'kam nje dore qe ta shterngoj
Te rrosh apo te mos rrosh
Te kjo dileme e vjeter
Nisi jeta,mmmmmmmm

(refreni)(2x)
E sa kam deshire te pres
Kur ke se ke te presesh
Ke nje enderr ke nje shprese(2x)
E dua te pres dike te vije
Me dere pa trokitur
Te mos mbetet asnjeri (2x)
Ti eja nje mik te me trokase
Te trembi heshtjen time
Vetem s'dua ta humbas(2x)
E dua nje dore qe ta shtrengoj
Te mbaje ne doren time
Dhe te them se po jetoj

Dua te me duash
Dua te mos vuash

Bob Dylan - Things Have Changed! - per momentet kur bota behet e veshtire per t'u pertypur!

I'm a worried man, got a worried mind
No one in front of me, no one behind
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne.
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes
I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train.
Standin' on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I'm expectin' all hell to break loose.
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm outta range
I used to care, but things have changed.

This place ain't doing me any good
I'm in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag
Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove.
Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only, I'm only passing through.
People are crazy, times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed

I've been walking forty miles of bad road
If the bible is right, the world will explode
I'm trying to get as far away from myself as I can.
Things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can't win with a losin' hand.
Feel like fallin' in love with the first woman I meet
Puttin' her in a wheel barrow, wheelin' her down the street.
People are crazy, times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed.

I hurt easy, I just don't show it
You can hurt someone and not even know it
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity.
Gonna get low down, gonna fly high
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I'm in love with a woman that don't even appeal to me.
Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they, they jumped in the lake
I'm not that eager, not that eager to make a mistake.
People are crazy, times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm outta range
I used to care, but things have changed.
 

Se bastasse una canzone - Eros Ramazoti

se bastasse una bella canzone
a far piovere amore
si potrebbe cantarla un milione
un milione di volte
bastasse gia, bastasse gia
non ci vorrebbe poi tanto
a imparare ad amare di piu

se bastasse una vera canzone
per convincere gli altri
si potrebbe cantarla piu forte
visto che sono in tanti
fosse cosi, fosse cosi
non si dovrebbe lottare
per farsi sentire di piu

se bastasse una buona canzone
a far dare una mano
si potrebbe trovarla nel cuore
senza andare lontano
bastasse gia, bastasse gia
non ci sarebbe bisogno
di chiedere la carita

dedicato a tutti quelli che
sono allo sbando
dedicato a tutti quelli che
non hanno avuto ancora niente
e sono ai margini da sempre

dedicato a tutti quelli che
stanno aspettando
dedicato a tutti quelli che
rimangono dei sognatori
per questo sempre piu da soli

se bastasse una grande canzone
per parlare di pace
si potrebbe chiamarla per nome
aggiungendo una voce
e un'altra poi e un'altra poi
finche diventa di un solo
colore piu vivo che mai

dedicato a tutti quelli che
sono allo sbando
dedicato a tutti quelli che
hanno provato ad inventare
una canzone per cambiare

dedicato a tutti quelli che
stanno aspettando
dedicato a tutti quelli che
venuti su con troppo vento
quel tempo gli è rimasto dentro
in ogni senso
hanno creduto cercato
e voluto che fosse così

WAR

Bob Marley

Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned -
Everywhere is war -
Me say war.

That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a mans skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
Me say war.

That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race -
Dis a war.

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained -
Now everywhere is war - war.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in angola,
In mozambique,
South africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed -
Well, everywhere is war -
Me say war.

War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south -
War - war -
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The african continent
Will not know peace,
We africans will fight - we find it necessary -
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory

Of good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ahJIL_Aw5o

 

The fix is in
There's a nag gonna dance home at Epsom

The fix is in
Can't wait to see how it upsets 'em

Too many times we've been postally pipped
We've loaded the saddles, the mickeys are slipped
We're swapping the turf for the sand and the surf and the sin
Cause the fix, the fix is in

The fix is in
The odds that I got were delicious

The fix is in
The jockey is cocky and vicious

The redoubtable beast has had pegasus pills
We'll buy him the patch in the Tuscany hills
And the Vino di Vici will flow like a river in spring
Now the fix, the fix is in

The fix is in
The snaps of the steward so candid

The fix is in
Yes, our pigeons have finally landed

The Donahue sisters will meet us in France
In penguins and pearls, we'll drink and we'll dance
'Til the end of our days, cause it ain't left to chance
That we win
Cause the fix, the fix is in

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBdTl-Ccj...

 

Jericho: Tomlin e Nanes

Texti nga nje poezi me te njetin titull te Ali Podrimes:

Lindje, Perendim, Perendim a Lindje
Si dele ne pazar po t'thone ne mes dy qyteterimeve
Dy konop n'qafe te vnum
Dyte po t'ngrehin e ti po qet shkume
Je shume i lodhun, gjate ki nejt n'zhurme
E ki nevoje me marr fryme se jon tu t'ngulfat
Zani s'po t'del e don me piskate
Krejt lomsh n'kry, t'kane hallakate
Eeeaah... edhe sa ka me zgate deri sa t'coptojne
Deri sa t'dajne e sa t'pervlojne
Deri sa ta kupton se sun vazhdon n'konfuzion
E beba sun e han ni pule t'pjekt
As sun e han ni spec t'djegste
E ti po don me shti me ngajte hala pa msu me hec
E ti ndaq jepi cucell t'Arabise ndaq jepi cucell te Frances
Ajo ka me lyp tomlin e nanes...bal.
Tomlin e nanes...bal
Tomlin e nanes...Bal

Per kenget shqip:

E njejte mbetet Itaka

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5i78uS4fh8Q

Eshte nje vend qe dua
i bukur si trishtim
nje gje tjeter eshte ai
eshte vendi im

Cdo gje mora me vete
ate dite qe u largova
vec zemren e plagosur e harrova
Tani qe kam kaq mall
i permalluar per Shqiperine
se dhe deti ka frike se mbytet
atje ne mallengjim.

(refreni)
Se shekujt ikin e vine
e njejte mbetet Itaka
atdheu kur ndodhet larg
si gjaku te jete plaga.

Eshte nje vend qe e dua
i bukur si nje lot
nje gje tjeter eshte ai
tjeter toke.

Varferi e lypsar
me e madhja pasuri
pak urrejtje dhe shume dashuri

Eshte ai vend
qe na perze
dhe pastaj na perqafon
eshte atje nje gje tjeter
eshte atje
Shqiperia jone.

Mos me moho - Akullthyesit

www.teksteshqip.com

Te kam kerkuar mes mira sysh
Nen qindra duar s’te gjeta ty
Sot qe te shoh ti nuk me flet
Pse me mohon ti mire me njeh
E nis me vehte te te perkedhel plot ndjenje serish
Dhe henen shaj une, ti s’mund te jesh jo kurre kaq e brishte

Refren:
Ti me sheh ftohte, s’eshte e vertete
Vec akull jo s’ka pasur mesh nesh
Sa qindra here kam rene ne shtrat
Me ty jam ngrohur une o vajze
Mos shaj me vehte te voglen bote
Shi qe tret ndjenj s’ka jo lodhesh kot
Por mos harro eshte veç nje jete
S’mund te mohosh
Jo kurre qe me njeh
Refren: 2 here

Troja - nuk po muj ma

Ja kom nis me dal prej vetes
veten ma nuk po e njoh
ja kam nis fort me i urrejt
njerzt qe shum i kam dasht

Jam nal, jam ul kam menu
prej ktij terri qysh me dal
o sa vshtir me bind veten
a jam njeri a cka jam?

Nuk po muj ma me rrejt veten
hajt se mir ka me u bo
nuk po muj syt me i majt mshel
nuk po muj ma terr me pa

Nuk po muj ma, nuk po muj ma mi pa
nuk po muj, nuk po muj ma mi nal
nuk po muj, nuk po muj ma mi bajt
nuk po muj, nuk po muj
nuk po muj maaaaaaa...
nuk po muj, nuk po muj
nuk po muj maaaaaaa...

Happiness is a warm gun 

- J. Lennon -

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane

The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown

I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
.............................................

Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Happiness (is a warm gun, momma)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

(When I hold you in my arms)
And when I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because
Happiness (is a warm gun, momma)
............

First we take Manhattan. L. Cohen.

 

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
Im coming now, Im coming to reward them
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

Im guided by a signal in the heavens
Im guided by this birthmark on my skin
Im guided by the beauty of our weapons
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

Id really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those

Ah you loved me as a loser, but now youre worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you dont have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

I dont like your fashion business mister
And I dont like these drugs that keep you thin
I dont like what happened to my sister
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

Id really like to live beside you, baby ...

And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now Im ready
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

I am guided

Ah remember me, I used to live for music
Remember me, I brought your groceries in
Well its fathers day and everybodys wounded
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

o J!  Prite:

Leonard Cohen

Here it is

Here is your crown
And your seal and rings;
And here is your love
For all things.

Here is your cart,
And your cardboard and piss;
And here is your love
For all of this.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And my love, goodbye.

Here is your wine,
And your drunken fall;
And here is your love.
Your love for it all.

Here is your sickness.
Your bed and your pan;
And here is your love
For the woman, the man.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And, my love, goodbye.

And here is the night,
The night has begun;
And here is your death
In the heart of your son.

And here is the dawn,
(until death do us part);
And here is your death,
In your daughters heart.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And, my love, goodbye.

And here you are hurried,
And here you are gone;
And here is the love,
That its all built upon.

Here is your cross,
Your nails and your hill;
And here is your love,
That lists where it will

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And my love, goodbye.

Fh, ja t'i vëmë këta shokët të dy bashkë, meqë e kanë pas qejf njeri tjetrin.

Warren Zevon - Play it all night long.

Grandpa pissed his pants again
He don't give a damn
Brother Billy has both guns drawn
He ain't been right since Vietnam

"Sweet home Alabama"
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

Daddy's doing Sister Sally
Grandma's dying of cancer now
The cattle all have brucellosis
We'll get through somehow

"Sweet home Alabama"
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

I'm going down to the Dew Drop Inn
See if I can drink enough
There ain't much to country living
Sweat, piss, jizz and blood

"Sweet home Alabama"
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

 

Dedikuar rednecksave (jo vetëm amerikanë smiley, kemi dhe na qaflesha)

 Up where we belong

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world, few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive

The road is long, there are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow

Some hang on to "used to be"
Live their lives, looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our life, out there to find

The road is long, there are mountains in our way,
But we climb them a step every day

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow

Time goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive, today

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow

Joe Cocker...sa e bukur!!

Do u love me smiley)  (nuk e kam seriozisht)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AAVn4-17Bjs

 

Jericho - Tomlin e nones (seriozisht e kam)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBdTl-CcjCU&feature=related

Lindje Perendim
Perendim pa Lindje 
si dele në pazar per sanë 
mes dy qytetrimeve
dy konop n'qafë t'vnum 
dyt po t'ngrehin 
e ti po qet shkumë 
je shum i lodhun 
gjatë ke nejt n'gjumë
e ki nevojë me marë frymë 
se jon tut ngulfatë
zoni s'po t'del 
e don me piskat 
krejt vonshmen n'kry t'kan hallakat 
Aahh edhe sa ka me zgat 
deri sa t'coptojn
deri sa t'dalin sa t'pervlojn 
deri sa ta kupton se sun vazhdon me konfuzion 
e beba sun e han 1 pulë t'pjekt 
as sun e han 1 spec djegs
e ti po don me shti me ngajt hala pa msu me hec 
ti ndaq jepi cucëll t'Arabisë 
ndaq jepi cucëll të Francës 
ajo ka me lyp
tomlin e nones 

 

e di qe  kishim lene te mos ishin kenge dashurie...po tekstet e tyre jane shume me shume se disa tekste kengesh dashurie...jane shume njerzor

Prisencolinensinainciusol

smiley

in de col men seivuan
prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

bam bam bam bam vavap vavavvaap  (<<-- pak a shum)

uis de seim cius men
op de seim ol uat men
in de colobos dai

bam bam bam bam vavap vavavvaap

trrrrrrrrrr...

ciak is e maind beghin de col
bebi stei ye push yo oh

bam bam bam bam vavap vavavvaap

uis de seim cius men
in de colobos dai
not is de seim laikiu
de promisdin iu nau
in trabol lovgiai ciu gen

bam bam bam bam vavap vavavvaap

in do camo not cius no bai
for lov so op op giast
cam lau ue cam lov ai
oping tu stei laik cius
go mo men
iu bicos tue men cold
dobrei gorls
oh sandei...

ai ai smai sesler
eni els so co uil piso ai
in de col men seivuan

prisencolinensinainciusol
ol rait

uei ai sint no ai
giv de sint laik de cius
nobodi oh gud taim lev feis go
uis de seim et seim cius
go no ben let de cius
end kai for not de gai giast stei
ai ai smai senflecs
eni go for doing peso ai
in de col mein seivuan

prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

lu nei si not sicidor
ah es la bebi la dai big iour

ai ai smai senflecs
eni go for doin peso ai
in de col mein saivuan
prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait
lu nei si not sicodor
ah es la bebi la dai big iour

Il mio canto libero - Battisti

in un mondo che
non ci vuole piu'
il mio canto libero
sei tu
e l'immensita'
si apre intorno a noi
al di la del limite
degli occhi tuoi
nasce il sentimento
nasce in mezzo al pianto
e s'innalza altissimo
e va
e vola sulle accuse della gente
a tutti i suoi retaggi indifferente
sorretto da un'anelito d'amore
di vero amore
in un mondo che
prigioniero e'
respiriamo liberi
io e te
e la verita'
si offre nuda a noi
e limpida e' l'immagine
ormai
nuove sensazioni
giovani emozioni
si esprimono purissime
in noi
la veste dei fantasmi

Love Reign O'er Me - The Who

Only love
Can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea
Only love
Can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers
Laying in the fields.

Love, Reign o'er me
Love, Reign o'er me, rain on me

Only love
Can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky
Only love
Can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high

Love Reign O'er me

On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain
I can't sleep and I lay and I think
The night is hot and black as ink
Oh God, I need a drink of cool cool rain

(eshte per dashnin per per'nin dhe per vapen smiley, lejohet)

 

Che bella gente

Simone Cristicchi

 

Che bella gente capisce tutto

Sa il motivo ma non il trucco

Scruta dietro persiane vecchie ormai

Ti fa sempre gran domande

Poi ti intaglia come un diamante

Aspetta che tu crolli per poter dire agli altri

«L'avevo detto io»

Bisognerebbe stare tutti zitti

Non dare retta neanche ai tuoi fratelli

Parlare piano piano a bassa voce

Vedi Gesù che l'hanno messo in croce

Embè Embè

Vuoi o non vuoi devi fare così

Io sulla croce ci andrei

Ma per chi, per chiIlalà ilala ilala ilala...

Che bella gente capisce tutto

Sa il motivo ma non il trucco

Ha pistole con proiettili di malignità

Bisognerebbe caricarle a salve

E far di gomma tutti quei pugnali

Che se ti giri per un solo istante

Te li ritrovi conficcati alle spalle

Embè Embè

Vuoi o non vuoi devi fare cosìio pugnalato sarei

Ma da chi, da chi

Aspetterò

Che mi darete addosso

Aspetterò

Fermo qui al mio posto canterò...

Per esempio certe volte preferisco i matti

Perché dicono quello che pensano e non accettano ricatti e compromessi

Non si confondono con gli altri

Nel bene, nel male rimangono se stessi

Tu non accontentarti di restare in superficie

Ma scava nel profondo oltre la radice e le apparenze

Amami per quel che sono veramente

E resterò con te per sempreIlalà ilala ilala ilala...

Che bella gente

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRdj6LIW5p8

 

There are flowers in my room
And they don’t need a job
They just need time
To grow and die
And the lovers on their cloud
don’t give a shit about the money
They’re here to try
To stay side by side
But it’s so hard

‘Cause the morning always comes to kill the dream
You had the night before

Well I’m dragging myself all along the pavement
Up in the sky, there’s someone behind
And he’s guiding my steps
Up and down the life stairs
Helps me thereby leaving again

And I’m walking all damned day
Day after day
But it’s okay
I’m on my way
Wandering again from the West to the East
I try to resist
But it’s so hard not to fall

‘Cause the morning always comes to kill the dream
You had the night before

Well I’m dragging myself all along the pavement
Up in the sky, there’s someone behind
And he’s guiding my steps
Up and down the life stairs
Helps me thereby leaving again

Jil is Lucky

 Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air 
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves 
The echo of a distant tide 
Comes willowing across the sand 
And everything is green and submarine 
And no one showed us to the land 
And no one knows the wheres or whys 
But something stirs and 
Something tries 
And starts to climb towards the light 
Strangers passing in the street 
By chance two separate glances meet 
And I am you and what I see is me 
And do I take you by the hand 
And lead you through the land 
And help me understand the best I can 
And no one calls us to move on 
And no one forces down our eyes 
And no one speaks 
And no one tries 
And no one flies around the sun 
Cloudless every day you fall 
Upon my waking eyes 
Inviting and inciting me to rise 
And through the window in the wall 
Comes streamin in on sunlight wings 
A million bright ambassadors of morning 
And no one sings me lullabies 
And no one makes me close my eyes 
So I throw the windows wide 
And call to you across the sky

 

Echoes Pink Floyd

Since months we haven't heard
the sound of tools in the factory,
they lie cold and forgotten,
the rost eats them alive.
So we roam along the streets,
like the rich doing nothing,
like the rich doing nothing.

Without cloths, without home
our bed consists of soil
if someone has a meal
we do share everything
we drink water like the rich do wine
we down it we down it

For years we have worked so hard!
and created more and more
Houses, Palaces, Cities and Countries
for a bunch of wastrel
What is our reward for this?
Hunger, misery and unemployment
Hunger, misery and unemployment

Unemployed, step by step
and sing our song the song
of a new world where free people are living freely unemployed is not a single hand
in this new free country
in this new free country.

a yiddish song  smiley
 

....Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me....
 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oj_H2mF_RbQ

Sot nje drite e bukur/Hapi deren time,
Djali qe une dua/gezuar me tha.
Prushi i trendafilit qe mbante ne duar
Krejt mbi faqen time ra.

Djalo, ardhsh i bardhe,paske shoke shume.
Gjithe harene e bjeshkes Solle ti kete cast tek une.

Ti sot ke ditelindjen, Tha dikush nga shoket,
Vepren ne ia morem kohes me shpejt,
Cnur mi ra dites Bashke me dy gezime
Kjo eshte lumturia vete!
Sa drite mori jeta ime, Ne nje dite solli dy gezime
Qiellin rrok kjo lumturia, Rritem une, rritet Shqiperia.

 

 

Me ben sot pershtypje fakti qe ne tekst, lumturia nuk eshte konceptuar si program (njeriu i arsyetuar mbi bazen e lumturise), por si surprize !
 

I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm worthless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette

What it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm shy but I'm friendly baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano

What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything's just fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxicab...

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