Το videoclip της ημέρας

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Eυτυχώς πού τό βιντεάκι έχει καί τούς στίχους,πού λαλάει η Πέγκυ γιατί αλλοιώς δέν θά μπορούσα νά τό ''βιώσω συναισθηματικά''.:flipout::flipout::creep::smile:

Είδατε που σας σκέφτομαι γιατρέ, ελπίζω να καταφέρατε να το ''βιώσετε'' εξ ολοκλήρου ...:flipout::antlers::flipout:

Ωραία η φωνουλα της Πεγκυς όμως....δεν μπορείτε να πείτε:aetsch:
 
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Είδατε που σας σκέφτομαι γιατρέ, ελπίζω να καταφέρατε να το ''βιώσετε'' εξ ολοκλήρου ...:flipout::antlers::flipout:

Ωραία η φωνουλα της Πεγκυς όμως....δεν μπορείτε να πείτε:aetsch:


Χρόνια Πολλά Στεφανία...:grandpa::guitarist:

Αλλά αυτά αύριο..:smile::smile:
 
Patti Smith - You Light up my Life

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZOb-wJcjHt8

So many nights, I'd sit by my window,
Waiting for someone to sing me his song.
So many dreams, I kept deep inside me,
Alone in the dark, now you've come along.

And you light up my life,
You give me hope, to carry on.
You light up my days
And fill my nights with song.

Rollin' at sea, adrift on the waters
Could it be finally, I'm turning for home
Finally a chance to say, "Hey, I Love You"
Never again to be all alone.

And you light up my life,
You give me hope, to carry on.
You light up my days
And fill my nights with song.

You, You light up my life
You give me hope to carry on
You light up my days
And fill my nights with song
It can't be wrong, when it feels so right

Cause you, you light up my life
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TqCqFyptovI


Robert Plant (Band of Joy) - Monkey

Oh my my, little white lie
I swear I'm gonna make it right this time

It's like a radio turning way down low
Telling me things I do not know I know

Tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies
Tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies

Now who's to blame, we used to be the same
Now you won't let me speak your name, what a shame

It's a suicide, shut up and drive
We're never gonna make the light but it's alright

Cos tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies
Tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies

Tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies
Tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies

Oh, tonight you will be mine
Tonight the monkey dies
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSEUH4KRfN8&feature=related
english Translation)


Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
To escape the law
Lost in the heart of the great Babylon
They call me
clandestine
For not having any papers

To a city of the north
I went to work
I left my life
Between Ceuta and
Gibraltar
I’m a line in the sea
A ghost in the city
My life is forbidden
So says the authority

Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
For having no papers
Lost in the heart
Of the great Babylon
They call me clandestine
I’m the lawbreaker

Black Hand clandestine
Peruvian clandestine
African clandestine
Marihuana illegal

Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
To escape the law
Lost in the heart of the great Babylon
They call me
clandestine
For not having any papers

Algerian, Clandestine
Nigerian, Clandestine
Bolivian, Clandestine
Black Hand, Illegal
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpxJdlcd45U&feature=related


Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
His father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg

He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
It's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the things
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard

He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
He's going out, to the dirty boulevard
He's going down, to the dirty boulevard

This room cost 2,000 dollars a month, you can believe it man it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants
No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard

Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em
That's what the Statue of Bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death
and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard

Going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
Going out, to the dirty boulevard
He's going down, on the dirty boulevard
Going out

Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Center
Movie stars arrive by limousine
The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
But the lights are out on the mean streets

A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He's selling plastic roses for a buck
The traffic's backed up to 39th street
The TV Whores are calling the Cops out for a Suck

And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on Magic in a garbage can
He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling
"At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear"

And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, fly, fly, fly, from dirty boulevard

I want to fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
Fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly away
Fly away

Aπ''το Νew York 1989...

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