Marv Johnson – You Got What It Takes

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Chest to chest
Nose to nose
Palm to palm
We were always just that close
Wrist to wrist
Toe to toe
Lips that felt just like the inside of a rose
So how come when I reach out my finger
It feels like more than distance between us

In this California king bed
We’re ten thousand miles apart
I bet California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California king

Eye to eye
Cheek to cheek
Side by side
You were sleeping next to me
Arm in arm
Dusk to dawn
With the curtains drawn
And a little last night on these sheets
So how come when I reach out my fingers
It seems like more than distance between us

In this California king bed
We’re ten thousand miles apart
I bet California wishing on the stars
For your heart for me
My California King

Just when I felt like giving up on us
You turned around and gave me one last touch
That made everything feel better
And even then my eyes got wetter
So confused, when I asked you if you love me
But I don’t wanna seem so weak
Maybe I’ve been California dreaming

In this California king bed
We’re ten thousand miles apart
I bet California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California King
My California King

In this California king bed
We’re ten thousand miles apart
I bet California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California King

“Nu stiu pentru cine scriu, dar stiu de ce scriu. Scriu ca sa ma justific. In fata cui? Am spus-o deja, dar infrunt ridicolul de a mai spune-o o data: In ochii copilului care am fost.”

Domnul Octavian Paler

She doesn’t look back,
She’s not angry.
She don’t atack,
She’s not envy.

She’s going crazy
When you’re not around,
And she’s lazy
Untill you take her hand.

She’s making portrets
On my chest
Making me an canvas
And she’s ever rest.

Viata e facuta de fiecare data din doi oameni, existenta e dusa in doi, dragostea nu se poate concepe decat in doi, fericirea nu e fericire daca n-ai un om caruia sa-i marturisesti totul… nici una din marile bucurii ale lumii n-a fost dusa pe umerii unui singur om…

Mircea Marian – Iubire in septembrie

Am auzit, spunandu-se prin jur, ca dragostea dureaza trei ani.

In urma cu doi ani, am cunoscut doi ‘copii’ minunati. Erau atat de fericiti… Doamne, cat de mult zambeau. Dupa nici doua ore, am inceput sa vorbim despre tot, si despre nimic, parca i-as fi cunoscut de-o viata.

Era o seara de vara si noi sarbatoream ziua lor. Atunci am aflat ca nu e adevarat ca nu exista iubire dupa trei ani. Ei aveau patru ani de cand zambeau impreuna.

Acum, in 2011, am fost martor la cel mai fericit moment din viata lor.

Cel mai fericit pana acum…

Vinerea trecuta, intr-o zi insorita si calda, cei doi si-au spus ‘Da’, unul altuia. Si erau la fel de fericiti ca atunci cand i-am cunoscut. Si se tineau de mana, si nu ii interesa nimic.

Erau atat de frumosi!

Casa de piatra si tot – macar – atata fericire sa aveti.

Mihaela Iancu – Noi astazi ne-am jurat iubire

Trupa – Daca nici tu

Mihai Margineanu – Mai Stii

Mai stii…
Cum te strigam pe-atunci?
Icoana cu picioare lungi.
Veneai pe rau
Sau rau erai
Curgeai in mine pana-n Rai.
Cu limba preschimbata-n bici
Manai pe coapse iepuri mici.
Aveai un zambet
cam mieriu,
Erai mireasma,
Eram viu.
Dar of, of, of de zici deochi
Acum de mine trag trei popi
Carnea miroase de pe-acum
A scandurica de salcam
Pe cand orzeste muschi din cai
Mie tarana imi spune “Hai”
Mie ulcica imi spune “Blid”
Dragoste rastogolit…
Mai stii…
Cum te strigam pe-atunci?
Icoana cu picioare lungi.
Veneai pe rau
Sau rau erai
Curgeai in mine pana-n Rai
Cu limba preschimbata in bici
Manai pe coapse iepuri mici
Aveai un zambet
cam mieriu
Erai mireasma
Eram viu.
Mai stii…
Cum te strigam pe atunci?
Icoana cu picioare lungi.
Veneai pe rau
Sau rau erai
Curgeai in mine pana-n Rai
Cu limba preschimbata in bici
Manai pe coaste iepuri mici
Aveai un zambet
cam mieriu
Erai mireasma
Eram viu…
Mai stiï?

What goes around… comes around

Vino, sa pot regasi drumul spre mine.

Domnul Octavian Paler

Peter Gene Hernandez, nascut pe 8 Octombrie 1985.

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Easy come, easy go, that’s just how you live
Oh, take, take, take it all but you never give
Should’ve known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open, why were they open?

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
‘Cause what you don’t understand is

I’d catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I’d jump in front of a train for ya
You know I’d do anything for ya

I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won’t do the same
No, no, no, no

Black, black, black and blue, beat me ’til I’m numb
Tell the devil I said, hey, when you get back to where you’re from
Mad woman, bad woman, that’s just what you are, yeah
You’ll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
‘Cause what you don’t understand is

I’d catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I’d jump in front of a train for ya
You know I’d do anything for ya

I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won’t do the same

If my body was on fire
Ooh, you’d watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you’re a liar
‘Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby

But darling, I’d still catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I’d jump in front of a train for ya
You know I’d do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won’t do the same
No, you won’t do the same
You wouldn’t do the same
Ooh, you never do the same
No, no, no, no

dark phrases of womanhood
of never havin been a girl
half-notes scattered
without rhythm
no tune
distraught laughter fallin
over a black girl’s shoulder
it’s funny
it’s hysterical
the melody-less-ness of her dance
don’t tell nobody
don’t tell a soul
she’s dancin on beer cans & shingles

this must be the spook house
another song with no singers
lyrics
no voices
& interrupted solos
unseen performances

are we ghouls?
children of horror?
the joke?

don’t tell nobody
don’t tell a soul
are we animals?
have we gone crazy?

i can’t hear anythin
but maddening screams
& the soft strains of death
& you promised me
you promised me…
somebody
anybody
sing a black girl’s song
bring her out
to know herself
to know you
but sing her rhythms
carin
struggle
hard times
sing her song of life
she’s been dead so long
closed in silence so long
she doesn’t know the sound
of her own voice
her infinite beauty
she’s half-notes scattered
without rhythm
no tune
sing her sighs
sing the song of her possibilities
sing a righteous gospel
let her be born
let her be born
& handled warmly.

& this is for colored girls who have considered suicide
but moved to the ends of their own rainbows.

By Ntozake Shange