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DrMedCrni
(Hoćeš da voliš, ne znaš da)
15. април 2012. у 18.06
Kako recimo Sotona odvlači duše odeven u ruho mlade, lude, ali prilvlačne devojke. Čuvajte se!
Suzanne (L.Cohen)
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know, she's half crazy
It's why you want to be there
She feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
You have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
You've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And know she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind
Jesus was a sailor
When He walked upon the water
And He spent a long time watching
From His lonely wooden tower
And when He knew for certain
Only drowning men could see Him
He said,„All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them”
But He, Himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
You want to travel blind
And you know he will find you
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind
Suzanne takes your hand now
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our, our lady of the harbor
She shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
You want to travel blind
And you know she'll find you
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind
Qubic
16. април 2012. у 09.43
Eto DrMedCrni, ostade ti sam sa svojom Suzanne i svojim Kulama strazara u svojoj zamišljenoj ruci dok slusas svog Lonarda Kohena, a pored tebe svoja prazna, poluispijena casa/flasa Koka Kole (a zna se šta se radi sa tim što se drzi u ruci, i šta se sve sa tim rimuje, nemoj da se pravis lud),.. i,.. jeli ti ona pevala/pevusila onu svoju pesmicu/pesmu (na uvce) o Solvation Army koji još jedini daju dok svi ostali pokusavaju da uzimu, ha?...
Jeste tuzno ali istinito.
(I jesi li je ponudio cigaretu at all?!...)
Qubic
16. април 2012. у 09.53
(nemoj mi samo priznati da je nikada nisi sreo osim u kohenovoj pesmi ili odsjaju na obalama reke)
bezim ja odavde pre nego sto me doktor medicone 'sprpa'! sa svojim 'strucnim' mišljenjiem. (by the way ne volim L. Kohena, mada koga to sad ovde briga...)
Regulus_Gavrilo
(Blizzard over the Heaven)
16. април 2012. у 16.17
Уважени Л. Кохен, је један брилијантан поета и философа, један веома мудар и видовит човек који на један веома леп начин дочарава оно прошло и будуће. Сву нудрост Светих Списа он има испод малог нокта. Један од мојих фаворита.
Неки делови текста из његових песама:
„All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide, the doctors working day and night
But they'll never ever find that cure for love
There ain't no drink, no drug, ah tell them, angels...
I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go
When the sweetest voice I've ever heard, whispered to my soul
I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much
It's written in the scriptures, it's written there in blood
I even heard the angels declare it from above
There ain't no cure, there ain't no cure, there ain't no cure for love”
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Dance Me To The End Of Love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in BabylonNice, Why do you not tell me that, from beginning?
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above]
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
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Everybody Knows
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows...
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They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin
I'm guided by a signal in the heavens
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons
I'd really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you I was one of those
Ah, you loved me as a loser
But now you're worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
I don't like your fashion business, mister
And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to my sister
And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now I'm ready
Ah, remember me, I used to live for music
Remember me, I brought your groceries in
Well, it's Father's Day and everybody's wounded
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