ethiopia
31.03.2006., petak
Death of an angel
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I once knew a lady named Misery she lived in a damaged world she calls to me in transparent dreams a lonely star outside the closed universe she was my twisted soul long ago she experienced the darkest of pain beauty was something she could not believe I once knew an angel named Evil she traveled like a ghost into the shadows her heart was dying for some form of life all seems balanced now the angel burns to die |
30.03.2006., četvrtak
Remembrance
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She remembers it all, All the people who had said They cared, but did they really? She remembers it all, The sound of laughter and How happy she'd been, but was she really? She remembers it all, His arms around her and He said "I love you," but did he really? She remembers it all, The pain she'd felt when he left, How her heart ached, but was it really? She remembers it all, The feeling of being so alone, The feeling no one cared, but did they really? But now they'll remember her, Staring at the knife in her hand How easy to slit her wrists, but will she really? |
29.03.2006., srijeda
Don't worry, be happy... Yea, rite!!
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Lijepa pjesmica s lijepom porukom, prikladnom za 21. stoljeće. Da barem! Ova pjesma je lažna doza optimizma. Lijepo vi pjevušite stihove pjesme kad nakon nekog vremena actually počnete razmišljati o stihovima i poruci pjesme, i kada shvatite da je pjesma napisana za vrijeme kada je artist bio napušen, padnete u tešku depresiju. Onda se opet možete izvlačit iz nje, oslanjajući se na samog sebe i na svoju dobru volju, ali to bi opet bilo življenje u zabludi. A što uostalom nedostaje životu punom pesimizma? Barem si realan. Ali činjenica je da se ljudi danas boje biti realni. Pitam se zašto... |
Jamaican Poetry
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MY LAST JAMAICAN GIRL As my eyes water My dreams of love, turn to fear The closer we get, the farther I want to be I can't take a chance of being hurt again I am not that strong When I fall in love, I give you my heart to hold I leave myself vulnerible, trust I depend on you If you ever let go, I will be lifeless You say you love me I believe you do, but not as much as I need I can't share your love, I'm not that giving I think you know that you want it to end I can't give you what you want You ask for so much, you know I don't have it I wish you didn't need it, it hurts to say no I've ruined your dreams and mine You want me to marry you But to commit, I expect more The longer I've known you, the more mysterious you've become Those nights, those calls, I wish I knew of Honesty just lost its meaning You tell me to believe you I know what I've heard, but you tell me different I've seen proof, you say I'm crazy I can't take a chance with my heart I will be losing the most incredible woman A Jamaican queen, reggae's finest dancer Rastamen's delight, a Asian man's angel She is more than I can handle I wish I could take the chance To ask you for your hand I'm too careful, too used Old men have hearts still, you know? THE RASTA YEARS As the wind blows thru my dreadlocks Caressing my Jamaican face De-ja vu feelings take me back To a distant time and place To a time of Rastafari And Iya-binghi chants A time of ital living Before my heart transplant Before I fled to Babylon To chase an American dream Before I lost my passion My youth and self-esteem Back then I was a warrior Proud, fierce and strong Relentless in my struggles A righteous Rasta man I remember Rasta brethren Youth and elder dreads And Rastafari sisters In colorful tie-heads Going to Rasta meetings Dreads stuffed under tams Rasta celebrations JahLoveMuzik jams Back then things were cheaper But funds were always low Still we dressed so regal You would never know Yes those were the lean years When I ‘n I was poor But idrin shared with idrin And no one kept a score Some would have a spliff to share Some a chalice load Some ital food or change to spare Before man hit the road Now those days are far long gone And the ways we used to live And a different struggle pushes me on In a land that don’t forgive I struggle now with paying rent A phone bill and car note Winter’s high utility rates And wifey’s new fur coat Times and places all have changed But memories still remain Of Rasta vibes and Rasta lives That I’ll never see again Yes, as a cool breeze filters through My graying natty dread I glimpse a life that I once knew And a Rasta tear is shed. |
A lil bit of reggae riddims...
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Evo nekoliko (meni) dobrih reggae stvari koje sam u posljednje vrijeme skinula, pa preporučujem svima koji ih već nemaju (jer su neke stvari poprilično stare) da si ih sad skinu. Buju Banton & Beres Hammond - My Woman Buju Banton & George Nooks - Hot Ladies Buju Banton - Bonified Love Buju Banton - Action Buju Banton - Girl Flex Damian Marley - It Was Written Damian Marley & Nas - Road to Zion Damian Marley - Khaki Suit Damian Marley - Stuck in Between Damian Marley - Hey Girl Damian Marley - There For You Damian Marley - In 2 Deep Dawn Penn - You Don't Love Me (No no no) Patrice - Fear Rules Patrice - Wonder Patrice - Jah Jah City Patrice - How Do You Call It Patrice - Music Patrice - Today Patrice - Soulstorm Patrice - Uncried Sister Nancy - Bam Bam Sizzla & Capleton - The Vibes Sizzla - Dry Cry Sizzla - Solid As A Rock Sizzla - Dem Ah Wonder Sizzla - Rise To The Occasion Sizzla - Give Me A Try Wayne Wonder - Anything Goes Wayne Wonder - Bounce Along Wayne Wonder & Foxy Brown - Saddest Day |
28.03.2006., utorak
Ganja=Optimism
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look Oh! Some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fulfill da book. Redemption song I can see clearly now, the rain is gone, I can see all obstacles in my way Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) Sun-Shiny day It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) Sun-Shiny day Oh yes I can make it now, the pain is gone All of the bad feelings have disappeared Here is the rainbow I've been prayin' for It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) Sun-Shiny day Look all around, there's nothin' but blue skies Look straight ahead, there's nothin' but blue skies I can see clearly now Sun is shining, the weather is sweet, yeah Make you wanna move your dancing feet now To the rescue, here I am Want you to know, y'all, can you understand? When the mornin´ gather the rainbow, yeah, yeah Want you to know, I'm a rainbow too now To the rescue, here I am Want you to know, y'all, can you, can you, can you understand? Sun is shining, the weather is sweet now Make you wanna move your dancing feet, yeah But to the rescue, here I am Want you to know just if you can, here I stand, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Can you understand me now, baby? Do you believe me? Sun is shining |
The Rose That Grew From Concrete
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Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared. Tupac Amaru Shakur |