Το videoclip της ημέρας

Για εμένα, το πνεύμα των ημερών που αναφέρει στο Now Playing ο Διονύσης, συνοψίζεται σε αυτό και μόνον.

Franco Faccio's - Amleto - από την Φιλαρμονική της Κερκύρας

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7AXVrer1-Lc


της Κέρκυρας της Παλιάς Πόλης, που στα σπίτια οι τοίχοι είναι γεμάτοι υγρασία, οι σκοτεινές ξύλινες σκάλες τρίζουν σε κάθε βήμα, οι μπουγάδες ίπτανται πάνω απ' το κεφάλι σου και τα καντούνια γύρω απ' την πλακάδα του Αγίου μοσχομυρίζουν φογάτσα από την Μαντίνα. Της δικής μου Κέρκυρας...
 
Κωστας Λυμπεροπουλος said:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoztEZPDv6M
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vous avez oublier les paroles, mais, voila:

Je n'ai pas d'excuse,
C'est inexplicable,
Meme inexorable,
C'est pas pour l'extase, c'est que l'existence,
Sans un peu d'extreme, est inacceptable,
Je suis excessive,
J'aime quand ca dsaxe,
Quand tout acclre,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Quand tout explose,
Quand la vie s'exhibe,
C'est une transe exquise
Y'en a que ca excde, d'autres que ca vexe,
Y'en a qui exigent que je revienne dans l'axe,
Y'en a qui s'exclament que c'est un complexe,
Y'en a qui s'excitent avec tous ces "X" dans le texte
Je suis excessive,
J'aime quand ca dsaxe,
Quand tout acclre,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Quand tout explose,
Quand la vie s'exhibe,
C'est une transe exquise, (ouais).
Je suis excessive,
J'aime quand ca dsaxe,
Quand tout exagre,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Excessivement gaie, excessivement triste,
C'est l que j'existe.
Mmmm, pas d'excuse ! Pas d'excuse !​
 
Κάλλη Συνοδινού said:
Της δικής μου Κέρκυρας...
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Της δικής μας Κέρκυρας...

Υποκλίνομαι!!!:grinning-smiley-043


Περιμένω πως και πως αυτή τη μέρα. Ίσως γιατί την έχασα τα τελευταία 12 χρόνια της ζωής μου.

Έχω υποσχεθεί στον εαυτό μου την πολυτέλεια να μην τη ξαναχάσω ποτέ...

Μακάρι...
 
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μετά τον αγαπημένο του κ. Σούρλα Glenn Gould,
και κάτι για όσους ακούν Beach Boys,
και νομίζω είναι αρκετοί :grinning-smiley-043

Beach Boys - Good Vibrations

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCeD_6Y3GQc

I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

I'm picking up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
Good bop bop, good vibrations
Bop bop, excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations

Close my eyes, she is somehow closer now
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She comes with me to a blossom world

I don't know where but she sends me there
Oh my my my, what a sensation
Oh my my, what elation
Got to keep those loving good vibrations
happening with her
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8oyxrrEk58

sinad:
do you remember that sunny day?
somewhere in london in the middle of nowhere
didn't have nothing to do that day
didn't wanna do nothing anyway

shane:
you got a way of walking
sinad:
you got a way of talking
shane:
and there's something about you
sinad:
and now i know i never ever wanna be without you

both:
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost

sinad:
of your precious love
of your precious love

shane:
first time i saw you standing in the street
you were so cool you could have put out Vietnam
sinad:
all the girls ask "what's he like?"
i said "he's kind of shy but that's the kind of girl i am
he's my kind of guy"

both:
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost

sinad:
of your precious love

shane:
of your precious love

sinead:
of your precious love

shane:
i've build my world around you
i'll bless the day i found you

sinad:
i'll stay beside you
i'll never leave or tell you all those

both:
lies that you'd never believe

both:
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost

sinad:
of your precious love
of your precious love

shane:
you got a way of walking
sinad:
you got a way of talking
shane:
and there's something about you
sinad:
that's the kind of girl i am he's my kind of guy
shane:
and now i know i never ever wanna be without you

sinad:
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
shane:
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
i wanna be haunted by the ghost
sinad:
and now i know i never ever wanna be without you
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n08JRxVLKLE

Strange how
my heart beats
To find myself upon your shore.
Strange how
I still feel
My loss of comfort gone before.
Cool waves wash over
and drift away with
dreams of youth
so time is stolen
I cannot hold you long enough.
And so
this is where I should be now

Days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.
I know
of a dream I should be holding
days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.
Soft blue horizons
reach far into my childhood days
as you are rising
to bring me my forgotten ways
Strange how I falter
to find I'm standing
in deep water
Strange how
my heart beats
to find I'm standing
on your shore
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muQRIUVd6Aw

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain.

You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion'
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins.

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do.

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead.
 
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