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When the music's over

Spadam u one, kako ste kroz moje nazovi-tekstove već mogli skužiti koji svoju disleksiju uslijed demencije skrivaju interpunkcijama.
Nadalje, spadam u one koji su, ukoliko na nekom od sredstava javnog priopćavanja, ili sredstava za prijenos zvuka i slike čuju, pročitaju, nazru, vide nešto o svom omiljenom izvođaču, spremni zaurlati "TIŠINA" mada riskiraju, a i to im se dogodi, da upravo u tom trenutku taj "njihov omiljeni" jednostavno nestane ili počnu reklame ili na radiju počne "Marketinga radija…. ", uglavnom, svojom drekom upropaste uživanje u nečem dobrom i sebi i svima oko sebe.
E, a "meni omiljeni" je, valjda ste već iz datuma objavljivanja pogodili, Jim Morrison, a ovaj tekst prestavlja:

In memoriam

Ili barem pokušaj pisanja in memoriam teksta kako bi se vidjelo da nisam baš izvan svih tokova.
Kako je posve sigurno da su mnogi na današnji svoj tekst posvetili upravo tom karizmatičnom Jamesu Douglasu Morrisonu, Kralju Guštera, biti će bolje da zvuk i slika progovore umjesto mene... (before I sink into the bad sleep, I want to hear the scream of the butterfly...)



When the music's over
When the music's over,
Turn out the lights,

For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end

Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends, "Alive!" she cried
Waitin' for me, Outside!

Before I sink, Into the big sleep
I want to hear, I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly
Come back, baby, Back into my arm
We're gettin' tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground
I hear a very gentle sound, Very near yet very far
Very soft, yeah, very clear, Come today, come today

What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it...
Now!

Persian night, babe, See the light, babe
Save us!, Jesus!, Save us!
So when the music's over
Turn out the lights

Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end...

I zato, zbog današnjeg dana, proglasimo ovom tekstu...



The end
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
Ill never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...strangers hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

Theres danger on the edge of town
Ride the kings highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...hes old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and well do the rest

The blue bus is callin us
The blue bus is callin us
Driver, where you taken us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...i want to...fuck you

Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin a blue rock
Cmon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But youll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

P.S. Uz dužnu ispriku svima koji su pronašli nebulozu u tekstu bilo jedne bilo druge pjesme. Kao i puno toga što se iskopava (da ne velim googla) online, nisu prvi rezultati uvijek oni koji su najbolji. Hvala

Post je objavljen 03.07.2007. u 19:45 sati.