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Âðåìÿ: 09.02.2009 17:57 |
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Íîâî÷åáîêñàðñê
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Ïèøåì ñòèõè, òåêñòû ïåñåí íà àíãëèéñêîì ÿçûêå, ìîæåì íàïèñàòü ñ ìåëîäèåé èëè ïîä ïðåäëîæåííóþ ìåëîäèþ. Òàêæå ïåðåâîäèì òåêñòû ïåñåí íà àíãëèéñêèé ÿçûê. ICQ: 244479056 e-mail: bhood@mail.ru Ïðèìåðû òåêñòîâ: Angel... (Perfect end) (Íà ëèáðåòòî íà ðóññêîì ÿçûêå íàïèñàí òåêñò ïåñíè íà àíãëèéñêîì) Now I can say I have loved I have lived There's no doubt When it's too late You are told That love costs More than gold Seems just like yesterday There was a light In your eyes Same as mine But the waves of the sea dissolved The light like tears. Seems just like yesterday I held your hands I kissed them gently and I Couldn't understand That our happiness goes To it's perfect end Slowly... Breathless... Falling... From the sky From the ledge I close my eyes Leave the cage I hold my breath It's the end. Rally Antika (Ñ ðóññêîãî âàðèàíòà ïåñíè íàïèñàí òåêñò íà àíãëèéñêîì ÿçûêå) Mountain lacets and Crimea roads Have a favour for us all (And Ai-Petri spirit love us all) (stanza 1) I can't sleep Time to start Time to drive Our fancy car You must be Brave enough Then you'll know How to wear the crown (refrain) Mountain lacets and Crimea roads Have a favour for us all (And Ai-Petri spirit love us all) (stanza 2) Don't be silent Sing with us The breaking waves will Echoe back your part Free your soul To enter precious love For the route of rally Antika (refrain) Mountain lacets and Crimea roads Have a favour for us all (And Ai-Petri spirit love us all) What is the colour of your wish? Everybody wants to have A flower full of wishes. And What if someday suddenly You will find the one indeed? Someone could make usual wish - To be powerfully rich. The other wants to live a life For interminable time. The third one asks for love itself To share it all with someone else. The fourth wants to dispel the lies If there's a Heaven in the skies. The fifth wants to be famous man To know no other word but "can". At last the sixth one maybe could Sacrifice his life for good. I say my wish for you to know: "Lets put it to the ground to grow". Â ñòèëå Alice Cooper: If you see what I have seen You will beg me on your knees To bring you death And make it quick Feel your body shaking... Now I must to tell you this Story of the darkest years There was a man Who lived in sin No less no more than others. See, he was your father... Â ñòèëå Midnight Oil: Is there enough left for us Among these seas and these trees and this grass? Will we keep all our poems for us? Will they bury our souls in their dust? Is there enough gold for us Among these treasures that will never rust? What if rivers never go round, As man has built walls with no bounds? Well you have just one life To realize you can't travel in time. See yourself you just have to decide What'd you leave to your daughters and sons. Is there anything up on your mind? |
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