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Kilimandzaras

A2tis pamėtėjo mintį su grupės Well tekstu.
Tekstas juokingas, bet yra labai daug angliškų dainų, kurios senai yra laikomos klasika, visiems patinka, ir mes klausomės jų net nesusimąstydami. O tekstai ten tai irgi - oho. Štai radau pora pavyzdžių ir paklausykime, kaip tai skambėtų lietuviškai:

Doors "Touch Me"

Durys "Paliesk mane"

Na gi, na gi, na gi
Dabar paliesk mane,
Ar nematai, kad man tai nebaisu?
Ką tu žadėjai man?
Kodėl man nesakai ką pasakė ji?
Ką tu žadėjai man?

Dabar aš mylėsiu tave
Kol danguj nustos lietus
Aš mylėsiu tave
Kol žvaigždės iš dangaus nukris tik tau ir man

Kartoti du kartus.

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?

Now, I'm gonna love you
Till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?

I'm gonna love you
Till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I
I'm gonna love you
Till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I

Beatles "I Want To Hold Your Hand"

Vabalai "Aš noriu palaikyti tau už rankos"

O taip, dabar aš pasakysiu,
manau tu supranti,
kai aš pasakysiu
kad noriu laikyti tavo ranką
laikyti tavo ranką
laikyti tavo ranką.

Prašau, sakyk man
kad leisi būt mana
ir prašau, sakyk man,
kad leisi laikyti už rankos
aš noriu laikyti tavo ranką
laikyti tavo ranką
ranką.

Kai aš liečiu tave, esu laimingas viduje
ir jausmas toks kad meilės savo
aš slėpti negaliu, negaliu,
ne-ga-liu.

Kartoti nuo pradžių irgi du kartus.
Pasitikrinau - su nedidelėm išlygom praktiškai galima dainuoti abi dainas lietuviškai:)

Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something,
I think you’ll understand.
When I’ll say that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.

Oh please, say to me
You’ll let me be your man
And please, say to me
You’ll let me hold your hand.
Now let me hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.

And when I touch you I feel happy inside.
It’s such a feeling that my love
I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide.

Yeah, you’ve got that something,
I think you’ll understand.
When I’ll say that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.

And when I touch you I feel happy inside.
It’s such a feeling that my love
I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide.

Yeh, you’ve got that something,
I think you’ll understand.
When I’ll feel that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.
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Kilimandzaras

Va šitas tai superinis, jofana, kiek jie tada surūkyt turėdavo...

Beatles Come together

Vabalai "Pučiam kartu"

Senas laptopas, jis eina pamažu užsivėžindamas
pas jį akys kaip jo-jo žaislas, jis vienišas šventas važiuotojas
plaukuotas iki kelių,
kaip juokdarys jis tik daro tai, kas jam patinka.

Jis nesinešioja batų tepalo ir žaidžia fulę kojom
pirštai kaip beždžionės ir jis kala koka-kolą,
sako aš gerbiu tave, tu gerbi mane
vienintelis dalykas yra tas, kad tu turi būti laisvas
Pučiam kartu, iškart, po manęs.

Jis portfelių prekyba ir turi ruonio batą
turi Ono bufetą ir stuburą laužo
Pas jį pėdos žemiau kelių,
sėdėdamas jo fotely, gali jaust kaip jis serga.
Pučiam kartu, iškart, po manęs.

Jis karuselė su išankstiniu perspėjimu
turi drumstą vandenį ir filtrą kasiakui
sako: viens ir viens ir viens yr trys
blogai matau, tai turėtų būt zajabys
Pučiam kartu, iškart, po manęs.

Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me

He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got ono sideboard he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me

He roller-coaster he got early warning
He got muddy water he one mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good-looking ’cause he’s so hard to see
Come together right now over me
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Nemalonus žmogus

All The Young Dudes
D. Bowie

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the head when he was 25
Speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're 25
And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boatrace
A television man is crazy saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh man – I need T.V.? When I got T. Rex
Hey brother you guessed I'm a dude now

All the young dudes – carry the news
Boogaloo dudes – carry the news

Billy's looking sweet cos he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule – it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh yes, we can love
And my father's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones,
He never got it off with that revolution stuff,
What a drag
Too many snags
Well I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna raise some cat to bed
Oh man – is that concrete all around or is it in my head
Brother I'm a dude now...

All the young dudes – carry the news
Boogaloo dudes – carry the news

Kilimandzaras

O štai ką galvoja Paul Bettany apie Bitlų kūrybą, man patiko:

"The world is split into two kinds of people, those who would go out for a drink with John Lennon, and those who'd choose Paul McCartney.
After the Beatles came back from India, Lennon wrote Happiness Is A Warm Gun and McCartney wrote Ob-La-Di. End of argument."

Aš su Lenonu eičiau inkalt, Makartnis man visada kažkoks infantilus atrodė.
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Baisonėlis

o man bitlai visai nepatinka. neičiau nė su vienu, arba su tuo kuris už gėrimus sumokės :)

Nemalonus žmogus

Steve Vai

In My Dreams With You

I'm watchin' you, I'm wantin' you, but you turn away
I'd crawl through broken glass to you, but it wouldn't pay
You take me for a fool, but if you only knew
What I do in my dreams with you

You're so cold and critical, and baby that's too bad
So my reality will have to come to me in my dreams

Chorus:
I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
It happens when I sleep, it isn't right, what I do in my dreams with you
It isn't right what I do in my dreams with you

I love the way you come to me every night
My fantasies are real, and they never lie
If you only knew, what I do in my dreams with you, yeah
It isn't right, Lord knows that it isn't right

The world can make you cynical, with all its love and pain
But I don't have to carry the weight of the world

(chorus)

(Solo)

Baby don't wake me, let me take you on an endless journey
We touch, and the softest kiss explodes with lust, yeah
It's real, you can't deny the heat you feel
And if I die before I wake, baby, that's all right

(chorus)

I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
(repeats out...)

Adutis

man kaip košmarų mėgėjui patinka šitas tekstas:

Stood still on a highway
I saw a woman
By the side of the road
With a face that I knew like my own
Reflected in my window
Well she walked up to my quarterlight
And she bent down real slow
A fearful pressure paralysed me in my shadow
She said 'son what are you doing here
My fear for you has turned me in my grave'
I said 'mama I come to the valley of the rich
Myself to sell'
She said 'son this is the road to hell'

/Chris Rea 'The Road To Hell. Part 1'/

Kilimandzaras

Mano šviežiausi malonūs poetiniai išgyvenimai yra susiję su nauju "The Decemberists" albumu.

Eli, The Barrow Boy
by Decemberists
album: Picaresque (2005)

Eli, the barrow boy
Of the old town
Sells coal and marigolds
And he cries out
All down the day

Below the tamarack
She is crying:
“Corn cobs and candle wax for the buying”
All down the day

“Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
But she is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove
And I must push my barrow all the day
And I must push my barrow all the day”

Eli, the barrow boy
When they found him
Dressed all in corduroy
He had drowned in
The river down the way

They laid his body down in a church yard
But still when the moon is out
With his push cart
He calls down the day

“Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
But, I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground
Still I push my barrow all the day
Still I push my barrow all the day”

Ir šizoidinė, fantasmagoriška:

The Mariner's Revenge Song
by Decemberists
album: Picaresque (2005)

We are two mariners
Our ships' sole survivors
In this belly of a whale

Its ribs are ceiling beams
Its guts are carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill

You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you, a lad of eighteen

But I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave

At the time you were
A rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money
On the whores and hounds
Oh Ohhhhh

You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet

And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease

As time wore on you proved
A debt-ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother
A poor consumptive wretch
Oh Ohhhhh

And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind

And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind

Then one day, in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But before she did
I took her hand as she, dying, cried:
Oh Ohhhhh

"Find him, bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave
*sigh*"

It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street

Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat

But never once in the employ
Of these holy men
Did I ever, once, turn my mind
From the thought of revenge
Oh Ohhhhh

One night I overheard
The prior exchanging words
With a penitent whaler from the sea

The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for a wanton cruelty

The following day
I shipped to sea
With a privateer

And in the whistle
Of the wind
I could almost hear...
Oh Ohhhhh

"Find him, bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave

"There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always, your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed"

[haunting, sailor-esque musical interlude lead by mandolin, accordion and tuba]

And then that fateful night
We had you in our sight
After twenty months at sea

Your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets clean
When came this rumbling from beneath

The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed

And before us grew
The angry jaws
Of a giant whale

[instrumental noise]
oh ohhhhhhhhhh
[screaming]
ohhhhh
[screaming]

Don't know how I survived
The crew all was chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth

But, oh! What providence!
What divine intelligence!
That you should survive
As well as me

It gives my heart
Great joy
To see your eyes fill with fear

So lean in close
And I will whisper
The last words you'll hear
Ohh Ohhhhh
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Adutis

Kilimandzaras

Nemalonus žmogus

Jimi Hendrix

Little Wing

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

Meškiukas

o jis narkozikas buvo ?
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Nemalonus žmogus

Jooo....

Adutis

Meškiukas

Nu kaip čia pasakius...:)

Hendrix had an inferiority complex and to some degree he suffered from the drugs he was taking. It didn’t help his creativity at all. Jimmy died in London in 1970 as 27-year-old talented man. His death was an accident. Drugs were a part of life then. He was no different from any people at his age at that time. Jimmy never got into the hard stuff. He’d take some acid, some coke, some grass, but he was afraid of the hard stuff , afraid of getting addicted. If we go back historically and check when Jimmy Hendrix died he was just another dead pop star as far as the press and the public were concerned. Yes, it was unfortunate, yes the fans were upset, but Jimmy Morrison had just died, Janis Joplin,... But it was very difficult then: there was no general awareness that such a great talent had been lost. Jimmy had written his own epitaph a few years before his death: "When I die I just want people to play my music and freak out. Just do things that they want to do".
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