הנה שיר יומי

[קורט קוביין]

הנה שיר יומי

אבל מוקדם מידי לכתוב למה בחרתי דווקא אותו אז שאני אתעורר ואוכל את מנת הלב החי היומית שלי אני אכתוב Indian girl של הרולינג סטונס Little Indian girl, where is your momma? Little Indian girl, where is your poppa? He`s fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya. All the children were dead, except for the girl who said, ``Please Mister Gringo, please find my father.`` Lesson number one that you learn while you`re young. Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder. Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada. Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada. Yes, I saw them today. It`s a sight I would say. They`re shooting down planes with their M-16 and with laughter. Ma says there`s no food, there`s nothing left in the larder. Last piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her. All the children were dead, except for the girl who said, ``Please Mister Gringo, please find my father.`` Lesson number one that you learn while you`re young. Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder. Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder. Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada. Yes, I saw them today. It`s a sight I would say. They`re shooting down planes with their M-16 and with laughter. Mr. Gringo, my father he ain`t no Che Guevara And he`s fighting the war on the streets of Masaya. Little Indian girl where is your father? Little Indian girl where is your momma? They`re fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola.

 

[mmm]

עוד שיר נחמד שM מצא והוא אוהב אותו

במיוחד שמו DUST IN THE WIND I close my eyes, only for a moment and the moment`s gone. All my dreams pass before my eyes in curiosity. Dust in the wind. All they are is dust in the wind. Same old song. Just a drop of water in an endless sea. All we do crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see. Dust in the wind. All we are is dust in the wind. Don`t hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky. It slips away and all your money won`t another minute buy. Dust in the wind. All we are is dust in the wind. Dust in the wind. Everything is dust in the wind. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- אה איזה שיר, הוא מהווה את תמצית החיים. BY mE

 

[superman]

רציתי לשאול...

האם המקור של שמך הוא השיר הבא? crash test dummies- mmm mmm mmm Once there was this kid who Got into an accident and couldn`t come to school But when he finally came back His hair had turned from black into bright white He said that it was from when The cars had smashed so hard MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM Once there was this girl who Wouldn`t go and change with the girls in the change room But when they finally made her They saw birthmarks all over her body She couldn`t quite explain it They`d always just been there MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM But both girl and boy were glad `Cause one kid had worse than that `Cause then there was this boy whose Parents made him come directly home right after school And when they went to theer church They shook and lurched all over the church floor He couldn`t quite explain it They`d always just gone there MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM

 

[MERD!]

שיר יפה לאללה..

מת על השיר הזה... אז עכשיו אני יחפש אחד שיתאים לאווירה... לפחות שמעביר מסר.. וגם יתן קול לסוגי מוזיקה שמתעלמים מהם בפורום הזה... JUDGE NOT [Bob Marley] Don`t you look at me so smug And say I goin` bad, Who are you to judge me, And the life I live? I know that I`m not perfect And that I don`t claim to be, So before you point your fingers, Make sure your hands are clean. Judge not, Before you judge yourself! Judge not, If you`re not ready for judgement! Oh-oh-oh! The road of life is rocky, And you may stumble too: So while you talk about me, Someone else is judging you.