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Aφηστε τα πληκτρολογια και χαλαρωστε με ξενη μουσικη( αλλωστε ολα παιρνουν παραταση......)

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O θειος μου απο την Αμερικη οταν συνεργαζονταν με αυτους τους μαλλιαδες

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γρηγορακη, για μενα ηταν το τραγουδι (maria maria) η αδικα χαρηκα??

παρεπιπτοντως, ειναι και ενα απο τα αγαπημενα μου!

παντως οπως κι αν εχει το ευχαριστηθηκα γιατι ειχα παρα πολυ καιρο να το ακουσω.......

;):rolleyes::rolleyes:

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Ξυπνα Γρηγορηηηηηηηηηηηηηηη

Alex Van Halen - Drum Solo

The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony

Έλα τώρα Διομήδη ξέρω ότι μπορείς να βρεις και κάτι καλύτερο. ;)

Υ.Γ.

Πάντως δεν μπορείς να πεις ξύπνησα

Brian May Solo + Tie Your Mother Down with Satriani, Vai

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γρηγορακη, για μενα ηταν το τραγουδι (maria maria) η αδικα χαρηκα??

παρεπιπτοντως, ειναι και ενα απο τα αγαπημενα μου!

παντως οπως κι αν εχει το ευχαριστηθηκα γιατι ειχα παρα πολυ καιρο να το ακουσω.......

:rolleyes::D:D

Δικό σου ;):rolleyes:

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My immortal

I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

'Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have

All of me

You used to captivate me

By your resonating life

Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind

Your face it haunts

My once pleasant dreams

Your voice it chased away

All the sanity in me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

But though you're still with me

I've been alone all along

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Και αυτο για αποτοξίνωση απο την eurovisionηχορρύπανση που ερχόταν πριν λίγες ώρες απο τα γυρω μπαλκόνια.

CARUSO

by artist Lucio Dalla

Qui dove il mare luccica

e tira forte il vento

su una vecchia terrazza davanti al golfo di Sorrento

un uomo abbraccia una ragazza

dopo che aveva pianto

poi si schiarisce la voce e ricomincia il canto:

Te voglio bene assai

ma tanto tanto bene sai

e' una catena ormai

che scioglie il sangue dint' e' vene sai...

Vide le luci in mezzo al mare

pensò alle notti la in America

ma erano solo le lampare

e la bianca scia di un'elica

sentì il dolore nella musica

si alzò dal Pianoforte

ma quando vide la luna uscire da una nuvola

gli sembrò più dolce anche la morte

Guardò negli occhi la ragazza

quegli occhi verdi come il mare

poi all'improvviso uscì una lacrima

e lui credette di affogare.

Te voglio bene assai

ma tanto tanto bene sai

e' una catena ormai

e scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

Potenza della lirica

dove ogni dramma e' un falso

che con un po' di trucco e con la mimica

puoi diventare un altro

Ma due occhi che ti guardano

così vicini e veri

ti fanno scordare le parole

confondono i pensieri.

Così diventò tutto piccolo

anche le notti la in America

ti volti e vedi la tua vita

come la scia di un'elica.

Ah si, e' la vita che finisce

ma lui non ci pensò poi tanto

anzi si sentiva felice

e ricominciò il suo canto:

Te voglio bene assai

ma tanto tanto bene sai

e' una catena ormai

che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

Te voglio bene assai

ma tanto tanto bene sai

e' una catena ormai

che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

Here, where the sea shines

and the wind howls,

on the old terrace beside the gulf of Sorrento,

a man embraces a girl

he wept after,

then clears his throat and continues the song:

I love you very much,

very, very much, you know;

it is a chain by now

that melts the blood inside the veins, you know…

He saw the lights out on the sea,

thought of the nights there in America,

but they were only the fishermen’s lamps

and the white wash astern.

He felt the pain in the music

and stood up from the piano,

but when he saw the moon emerging from a cloud

death also seemed sweeter to him.

He looked the girl in the eyes,

those eyes as green as the sea.

Then suddenly a tear fell

and he believed he was drowning.

I love you very much,

very, very much, you know,

it is a chain by now

that melts the blood inside the vein you know…

The power of opera,

where every drama is a hoax;

with a little make-up and with mime

you can become someone else.

But two eyes that look at you,

so close and real,

make you forget the words,

confuse your thoughts,

So everything became small,

also the nights there in America.

You turn and see your life

through the white wash astern.

But, yes, it is life that ends

and he did not think so much about it

on the contrary, he already felt happy

and continued his song:

I love you very much,

very, very much, you know,

it is a chain by now

that melts the blood inside the veins, you know…

I love you very much,

very, very much, you know,

it is a chain by now

that melts the blood inside the veins, you know…

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Και καλά ρε παιδιά,ο Γρηγόρης,ο Σούλης,ο Κερκυραίος,ο Κτηνίατρος και οι λοιποί σεσημασμένοι,

αλλά και η Roxanne;;;;;

Πάει χάλασε ο κόσμος.

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Και καλά ρε παιδιά,ο Γρηγόρης,ο Σούλης,ο Κερκυραίος,ο Κτηνίατρος και οι λοιποί σεσημασμένοι,

αλλά και η Roxanne;;;;;

Πάει χάλασε ο κόσμος.

fafafouti τι μου προσάπτεις; :lol::rolleyes::rolleyes: πλακα εχουν οι φατσούλες μαζί θα βάλω κι΄άλλες :rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes: φτανει.....ιιιιιι

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fafafouti τι μου προσάπτεις; :D:D:lol: πλακα εχουν οι φατσούλες μαζί θα βάλω κι΄άλλες :):rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes: φτανει.....ιιιιιι

Νίνα όλοι αυτοί που ανάφερα και κάποιοι άλλοι ακόμα,είναι μεγαλολογιστές,όπως λέμε Λυκουρέζος,

Κούγιας,Αλφαντάκης κλπ και βάζουν άλλους να δουλεύουν.Ετσι λοιπόν έχουν όλο τον χρόνο να

φιλοσοφούν,να μπεκροπίνουν,χωρίς να λένε τίποτα στους άλλους (μασωνία με λίγα λόγια) και μετά

αρχίζουν και το δούλεμα.

Ε........ εσύ δεν νομίζω να είσαι σαν και αυτούς.

Υ.Γ

Πάρε μάτι τα "δώρα" του Γρηγόρη που έστειλε στους εορτάζοντες σήμερα και σε κάποιους άλλους

πριν λίγες μέρες και θα καταλάβεις για τι πρόκειται......................... :D

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