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Βeach House _ Chainsmokers

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Τα τύμπανα εδώ τα έχει γράψει ο Φώτης...Τι κομματαρα ...
Πάντως ετοιμάσου..Έδωσαν συναυλία στο Μεξικό με την ορχήστρα κανονικά η οποία θα βγει σε dvd ...Αν είναι μορτης ο ηχολήπτης θα δούμε παπάδες.. :)
 
αυτοι και οι τρισκαταρατοι :) απο τα ελαχιστα σχηματα που τιμουν την ελληνικη μουσικη σκηνη στις μερες μας παγκοσμιως..
 
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Translation:

Oh how wrong you are
to think that the years
will never end.
We must die.

Life is a dream,
that seams so sweet,
but joy is all too brief.
We must die.
Of no avail is medicine,
of no use is quinine,
we cannot be cured.
We must die.

Worthless are lamentations,
threats, bravado
produced by our courage.
We must die.
No learned doctrine
can find the words
to calm this boldness
We must die.

There is no means
to untie this knot,
it is useless to flee.
We must die.
It is the same for everyone,
a wily man cannot
shield himself from the blow,
We must die.

Cruel Death
is unfaithful to all,
and shames everyone.
Die we must.
And yet, o madness
o ravings,
it seems like lying to oneself.
Die we must.

We die singing,
we die playing
the cittern, the bagpipe, yet
die we must.
We die dancing,
drinking, eating;
with this carrion,
die we must.

Youths, children,
and all men
must end in dust.
We must die.
The healthy, the sick,
the brave, the defenceless,
must all make an end,
We must die.
And when you are least
thinking of it, in your breat,
all comes to an end,
We must die.
If you do not think of this,
you have lost your senses,
you are dead and you can say:
We must die.
 
Modά - Se si potesse non morire

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T'immagini se con un salto si potesse
Si potesse anche volare
Se in un abbraccio si potesse scomparire ...
......
E non avremmo neanche il tempo di soffrire
E poi t'immagini se invece si potesse non morire .....
.....
 
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