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от **Penchev** » 26 Юни 2006, 20:08

... тихичко си гледкам кой,какво си пее и след не много и аз ще се включа :twisted:

...

Георги Пенчев

от **didkata_s** » 26 Юни 2006, 20:51

Дъждът вали, вали навън...
Пълзи и дълго дращи по стъклата,
а аз и този път оставам прав
във тъмнината.

Като светулка плахо примижа
една цигара нейде далече
и аз дочувам шепот на жена
която тръгва, тръгва вече

Дали пътува и сега
онази малка книжна лодка,
която сгънах на шега
над някоя дъждовна локва.

А после пратих е към теб
с молба при мен да се завърнеш
дори в това море от много дъжд
ти да побързаш, да побързаш

Сега вали, вали дъждът по прозореца.
От вестник стар изрязвам стих.
с много, много болка
и препрочитам на глас как търси бряг
в море от хора и дъжд
книжна лодка,

Дъждът и този път вали, вали...
Пълзи и дълго дращи по стъклата,
а аз запалвам клечка от кибрит
във тъмнината.

И само тази малка светлина
изгаряща до болка във ръката,
дано покаже пътя към дома
на лодката и на жената.

от **Tano** » 26 Юни 2006, 23:58

KPETEH написа:Песни много, но една истинска
Хардкор е, но гледам, че има хора които уважават китарите...

Blood For Blood

Redemption Denied Lyrics

Бате кажи 4естно, Blood For Blood, обичам та.

Иначе

Blood For Blood

Wasted Youth Crew (My Kind Belong Nowhere)

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because
my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere
My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared
We all started as someone with a chance to make our way
Sometimes the world was cold but we waited for the better days
We watched the years go by and nothing seemed to change
We waited, hoped and prayed as the hard times felt like stinging rain
Well now that hope is gone, somewhere it turned to rage
Hatred, violence, booze and crime,
sometimes it seemed the only way (to get by)
I always knew I'd never make it cause I'm twisted in the brain
But I swear to you all right now that I'll never live like the ones that made me hate
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because
my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere
My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared
I know I'm going nowhere and I been on a losin' streak
and a scumbag, zero and anti-hero are all you think of me (and you're right)
I know I'm going nowhere and I been on a losin streak
and lowlife, loser and dead-end cruiser are all you think of me (but I say)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because
my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere
My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck mankind
My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared
Wasted youth, I never had all the chances
Wasted youth, I never had no savin' grace
Wasted youth, yeah I've made a few mistakes
Wasted youth, but how long will I have to pay?
So, some of you were born into happiness and wealth
While some of us were born to a life of hell
And some of us were lost and some of us were found
but most of us were beaten by life to the ground
And maybe I'll never see the day that I win
but I'll always have time for a beer with my friends
We'll fight everybody and the world 'till the end
and if you fuck around with us you'll get your head kicked in!
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because
my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere
My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared

от **KPETEH** » 27 Юни 2006, 18:02

KPETEH написа:
Песни много, но една истинска
Хардкор е, но гледам, че има хора които уважават китарите...

Blood For Blood

Redemption Denied Lyrics

Бате кажи 4естно, Blood For Blood, обичам та.

http://store1.data.bg/jjvan/MP3z/ сметам знаеш :mhihi:

SCT HARDCORE RULEZ....

LAST HOPE - WHAT WE FEEL

getting out the pressure, everything explodes
melting into the crowd, pile down below
chaos on the dancefloor, fire burn inside
positive aggression, hardcore's on the rise

WHAT WE DO WHAT WE FEEL INSIDE
CAN'T BE CONTROLED CAN'T BE DESCRIBED
IT'S IN OUR HEARTS AND IT'S IN OUR SOULS
HARDCORE LIVES - LIVES TROUGH US!

getting out the pressure, everything explodes
melting into the crowd, pile down below
chaos on the dancefloor, fire burn inside
positive aggression, hardcore's on the rise

pushing up the limits, breaking all the norms
knocking out the borders, crushing all the walls

WHAT WE DO WHAT WE FEEL INSIDE
CAN'T BE CONTROLED CAN'T BE DESCRIBED
IT'S IN OUR HEARTS AND IT'S IN OUR SOULS
HARDCORE LIVES - LIVES TROUGH US!
:arrow:

от **ati** » 28 Юни 2006, 1:19

гледам има много фенове на Хардкор/метъл, а темата ми седи празна - я малко по-сериозно

( http://bmwpower-bg.net/forums/viewtopic.php?t=34976 )
Иначе по топика на тази тема

Times are changing for the worse
Gotta keep a positive outlook
Growing up in such violent times
Have some faith and youll get by

Thinking back when I was a kid
Times have changed so much since then
All grown up I gotta do for myself
I refuse to depend on anyone else

Lifes hard, you struggle some times
In the end Ill get whats mine
But for now Ill deal with the times
Have some faith and youll get by

Times are changing for the worse
Times are changing - I keep

I know my family is there for me
And without them where the hell would I be
But still I gotta try to be my own man
Make good of what I got - do the best that I can

Madball - Pride
Тази песен все едно аз съм я писал..... :roll:

от **The 5th element** » 28 Юни 2006, 17:05

"Шопската салата"на Радо Шишарката-ето ти по-сериозно :mhihi:

от **MadVanio** » 28 Юни 2006, 17:41

Яяя запали ....
е оня другия от мангалите
от дружба къде го взе
ше го е*а майката и на холандците
както и да е Бате боико Бате
само холандци 'сичко живо пребито
квартални дилъри пребитии..
.....

Ало васко Кеца е търся Ицо....
няма го в момента събира оборота от Пицаа...
...

Един Въпрос Към госпожа Мария Илиева
Как така вие сте в София а г**а ви е в Севлиево
като арка каква обширна и прекрасна гледка ...
...

от **4akala** » 28 Юни 2006, 20:42

KoRn-FAGET
Прибирам се потен,мокър и омазан с машинно масло от работа и всичко което искам е да изрева KIIIIIIIIIIL
Поздрав за всички П***РАСИ от службата!(тях ги няма в този форум,но да се чувстват поздравени!):twisted:

от **evans** » 28 Юни 2006, 21:58

Depeche Mode - Precious

Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to You?

We always try to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put You through...

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you

If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

I pray you learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

MadVanio написа:Ало васко Кеца е търся Ицо....
няма го в момента събира оборота от Пицаа...
...

алююю это галя, я ест каризма,
я из Ямболе звъним-тебе за клизма
ну дават тебя направим фючеринг,
на милена фест правим яко шьетани!

голема песен пак направиха пичовете :mhihi:

от **_FIRMATA_** » 29 Юни 2006, 0:45

Анелия-Няма вече и оркестър "Метълци"(Metallica) :mhihi:

- So what

от **Ev1lMan** » 30 Юни 2006, 0:47

Sean Paul - Temperature

Get it right idiot Sean da Paul
So me give it to...
so me give to...
so me give it to...
to all girls
Five million and forty naughty shorty...
Baby girl... all ma girlz...
all ma girlz... Sean da Paul sey...

When woman the the weather turn cold
I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature
if shelter you from the storm
Oh lawd, gyal I got the right tactics
to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...
You can be the Mom....oh oh!

Make I see the gyal them bruk out pon di floor
from you no waan no worthless performer
From you no want no man
wey can't turn you on gal make I see
when dem are pon ya..
Can't tan pon it long.....
naw eat no yam...
nah steam fish....
nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica
we give it to you hot like a sauna..

When woman the weather turn cold
I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature
if shelter you from the storm
Oh lawd, gyal I got the right tactics
to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...
You can be the Mom....oh oh!

Bumper exposed
and gyal you got di chest out
but you no wear sox
cause gyal you "Empress" out
And if you des out a me you fi test out,
Cause I got the remedy
to make you de-stress out....
Me haffi flaunt it because me
God Bless out... And girl if you want it
you haffi confess out...
A no lie weh we need set speed
a fi test the mattress out..

When woman the weather turn cold
I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature
if shelter you from the storm
Oh lawd, gyal I got the right tactics
to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...
You can be the Mom....oh oh!

Gyal don't say me crazy now,
this Strangelove
it a no Bridgette and Flava show..
Time fi we make baby now
so stop gwaan
like you are get shady yo...
Woman don't play me now,
cause ah no Fred Sanford nor Grady yo....
My lovin' is the way to go...
my lovin' is the way to go.....

When woman the weather turn cold
I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature
if shelter you from the storm
Oh lawd, gyal I got the right tactics
to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...
You can be the Mom....oh oh!

When you roll with a player like me...
with a brother like me gyal there is no other
No need to talk it right here
just park it right here keep it undercover
From me love how you fittin ya blouse
and you fat in ya jeans
and mi waan discover..
Everything bout you baby girl
can you hear when me utter...

When woman the weather turn cold
I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature
if shelter you from the storm
Oh lawd, gyal I got the right tactics
to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...
You can be the Mom....oh oh!

Make I see the gal them bruk out pon di floor
from you no whan no worthless performer
From you no want no man
wey can't turn you on gyal make
I see when dem are pon ya..
Can't tan pon it long.....
naw eat no yam...
nah steam fish....
nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica
we give it to you hot like a sauna...

When woman the weather turn cold
I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature
if shelter you from the storm
Oh lawd, gyal I got the right tactics
to turn you on, and girl I...
Wanna be the Papa...
You can be the Mom...oh oh!
oh oh...
oh oh...
oh oh!

от **4akala** » 01 Юли 2006, 7:07

Да ви е честит Джулая!!!

There I was on a July morning
Looking for love
With the strength
Of a new day dawning
And the beautiful sun

At the sound
Of the first bird singing
I was leaving for home
With the storm
And the night behind me
And a road of my own

With the day came the resolution
I'll be looking for you
La la la la ...

I was looking for love
In the strangest places
Wasn't a stone
That I left unturned
Must have tried more
Than a thousand faces
But not one was aware
Of the fire that burned

In my heart, in my mind, in my soul
La la la la ...

There I was on a July morning
I was looking for love
With the strength
Of a new day dawning
And the beautiful sun

And at the sound
Of the first bird singing
I was leaving for home
With the storm
And the night behind me
Yeah, and a road of my own

Released on july 1971

от **pantata** » 01 Юли 2006, 14:12

Несчастный случай
Генералы песчаных карьеров

Нас генералами песков зовут
Здесь наша жизнь, здесь наш приют
И семь ветров нам колыбель поют
И слезы спать нам не дают
Нас генералами песков зовут
И семь ветров нам колыбель поют

Я начал жизнь в трущобах городских
И нежных слов я не слыхал
Когда ласкали вы детей своих
Я есть просил, я замерзал
Я начал жизнь в трущобах городских
Когда ласкали вы детей своих

За что вы бросили меня, за что
Где мой очаг, где мой ночлег
Не признаете вы мое родство
А я ваш брат, я человек
За что вы бросили меня, за что
Не признаете вы мое родство

Нас генералами песков зовут
Здесь наша жизнь, здесь наш приют
И семь ветров нам колыбель поют
И слезы спать нам не дают
Нас генералами песков зовут
И семь ветров нам колыбель поют

от **ati** » 13 Юли 2006, 2:21

Home, sweet Home - Limp Bizkit

I guess I'm a dreamer
My heart is gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low
Just when things went right
Didn't mean they were always wrong
Just take this song
And you'll never feel left all alone
Take me to your... heart
Feel me in your.... bones
Just one more night
And I'm coming off this long and winding road...

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home

I guess that I seem
To make romantic dreams
Up in lights
Fallin' off the silver screen
My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read
Sometimes nothing... keeps me
Together at the seams
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home...

It's a bittersweet,
Symphony
This life.
Just tryin' to make ends meet.
You're a slave to the money,
Then you die.
There's no change...
I can't change,
I can't change,
I can't change.
But I'm here in my mind
I'm here in my mind
I'm a million different people from one
Day to the next
I can't change
My mind
No, no, no

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home...

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