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Nu sunt ce par a fi

26 Feb 2007
Nu sunt ce par a fi -Nu suntNimic din ce-as fi vrut sa fiu!...Dar fiindca m-am nascut fara sa stiu,Sau prea curând,Sau poate prea târziu...M-am resemnat, ca orice bun crestin,Si n-am ramas decât... Cel care sunt!...------------------------------------------------------------------------------ De ce m-ai prins în pumnul tau,Copil frumos, tu nu stii oareCa-s mic si eu si ca ma doareDe ce ma strangi asa de rau?Copil ca tine sunt si eu,Si-mi place sa ma joc si mie,Si mila trebuie sa-ti fieDe spaima si de plansul meu!De ce sa vrei sa ma omori?Ca am si eu parinti ca tine,Si-ar plange mama dupa mine,Si-ar plange bietele surori,Si-ar plange tata mult de totCaci am trait abia trei zile,Indura-te de ei, copile,Si lasa-ma, ca nu mai pot!...Asa plangea un gandacelIn pumnul ce-l strangea sa-l rupaSi l-a deschis copilul dupaCe n-a mai fost nimic din el!A incercat sa-l mai invieSuflandu-i aripile-n vant,Dar a cazut în tarna frantSi-ntepenit pentru vecie!...Scarbit de fapta ta cea reaDegeaba plangi, acum, copile,Ci du-te-n casa-acum si zi-leParintilor isprava ta.Si zi-le ca de-acum ai vreaSa ocrotesti cu bunatate,In cale-ti, orice vietate,Oricat de far-de-nsemnatateSi-oricat de mica ar fi ea!--------------------------------------------------------------------------Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hairIn '77 and '69 revolution was in the airI was born too late into a world that doesn't careOh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hairWhen the head of state didn't play guitarNot everybody drove a carWhen music really mattered and when radio was kingWhen accountants didn't have controlAnd the media couldn't buy your soulAnd computers were still scary and we didn't know everythingWhen pop stars still remained a mythAnd ignorance could still be blissAnd when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of paleMy mom and dad were in their teensAnd anarchy was still a dreamAnd the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mailWhen record shops were still on topAnd vinyl was all that they stockedAnd the super info highway was still drifting out in spaceKids were wearing hand me downsAnd playing games meant kick aroundsAnd footballers still had long hair and dirt across their faceI was born too late into a world that doesn't careOh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair  

Alete insemnari din blog

Imi pare rau c-am ajuns sa cunosc prea bine unii oameni si prea putin pe altii. Imi pare rau ca am pareri proprii, ca judec dupa scara mea de valori, si ca pastrez rezultatele pentru mine de cele mai multe ori. Imi pare rau ca nu ma obosesc sa spun ce simt uneori, ca imi consum prea multa energie

Povesti de succes aici, povesti de succes dincolo... oriunde te-ai uita, si lumea incearca sa scoata ceva de la tine (indiferent ca e vorba de bani, dragoste sau adresa de e-mail), ti se baga in fata povestile de succes ale presupusilor oameni care au facut deja pasul pe care tu inca nu l-ai

I really love these. About 35$... but not in this

Cum zburam eu asa din blog in blog zilele astea, am dat peste ceva super dragut: cercelusi,coliere, bratari, brose si alte chestii colorate . Multe, multe si foarte dragutze si originale, nu zic ca sunt si destul de accesibile. Din cate am inteles eu, le puteti vedea, admira si cumpara

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