Σάββατο 14 Απριλίου 2018

"Theory of Everything" Τραγούδι των Yanni - Leslie Mills



"Theory of Everything"

Τραγούδι των Yanni - Leslie Mills

 

Life is a miracle,
There's a theory for everything...
Like a flower that is growing up from a stone,
I want to protect you,
I want you to flourish,
But some directions you have to
Figure out on your own
Ah, ah, ahhahaohahha

I wonder how freely you would imagine the scenery,
You'd write a kingdom, you were a princess of love...
But time can get jaded,
People will wonder
Cause there is a theory for everything,
Right or wrong
...Ahhha, ahahaha,
A theory for everything, a theory for everything

All the memories the music,
And all the music the future
And the Theory of Everything is nothing without love...
The theory of everything is nothing without love...
Ooh... Ah
Ooh... Ah
I love who you are
The theory you want to be
Of all the choice in this world
I hope you will believe...
Everything, everything, theory of everything,
Everything, everything, theory of everything,
Ooh... Ah
Ooh... Ah

The theory of everything is nothing without love...
The theory of everything is nothing without love...


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Τετάρτη 11 Απριλίου 2018

ΜΠΡΟΣΤΑ ΣΤΑ ΜΑΤΙΑ ΜΟΥ (Τραγούδι του Amr Diab)



In front of my eyes (Osad Einy-Amr Diab)



There is a meeting between us
Even if we are so far from each other
Sure, she will come back, even if the distance is so big

There is a meeting between us
Even if we are so far from each other
Sure, she will come back, even if the distance is so big

You are in front of my eyes, in every place
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

And again, we will come back
I?m in love and filled with passion
I can?t give you up, no matter what
You are in front of my eyes
I can?t handle the days alone
I can?t tell you how much love I owe you
Every night and when I sleep
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

You are in front of my eyes, in every place
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

One day we will return
The love is still there
There is still hope of our love to survive

You are in front of my eyes, in every place
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

You are in front of my eyes, in every place
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

And again, we will come back
I?m in love and filled with passion
I can?t give you up, no matter what
You are in front of my eyes
I can?t handle the days alone
I can?t tell you how much love I owe you
Every night and when I sleep
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

You are in front of my eyes, in every place
You are in front of my eyes, in every place

And again, we will come back
I?m in love and filled with passion
I can?t give you up, no matter what
You are in front of my eyes
I can?t handle the days alone
I can?t tell you how much love I owe you
Every night and when I sleep
You are in front of my eyes, in every place


Osad Einy (Amr Diab)


W baina maad
Law ahna baad
Akeed ragaa w law bainy w baino blad

W baina maad
Law ahna baad
Akeed ragaa w law bainy w baino blad

Osad einy fey kol makan
Osad einy fey kol makan

W men tani akeed ragaaeen
Ana dayeb w koli haneen
Wala omri abeeaa law meen
Osad einy
W mosh ader aala el ayam
Wala yoosef hawaya kalam
W tool laily w lama banam
Osad einy

Osad einy fey kol makan
Osad einy fey kol makan

Fey youm hanaood
Da baina woaaood
W fey gheyabo akeed lesa el amal mawgood

Fey youm hanaood
Da baina woaaood
W fey gheyabo akeed lesa el amal mawgood

Osad einy fey kol makan
Osad einy fey kol makan

W men tani akeed ragaaeen
Ana dayeb w koli haneen
Wala omri abeeaa law meen
Osad einy
W mosh ader aala el ayam
Wala yoosef hawaya kalam
W tool laily w lama banam
Osad einy

Osad einy fey kol makan
Osad einy fey kol makan

W men tani akeed ragaaeen
Ana dayeb w koli haneen
Wala omri abeeaa law meen
Osad einy
W mosh ader aala el ayam
Wala yoosef hawaya kalam
W tool laily w lama banam
Osad einy

Osad einy fey kol makan
Osad einy fey kol makan


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Σάββατο 7 Απριλίου 2018

"CHANGE" by Chloe (Yanni Voices)



"CHANGE"

Chloe (Yanni Voices)


How could I ever know
I would find myself alone
Facing your daemons as well as mine
Wishing for the past that words cannot find.
But somewhere in the night
The music in my mind comes alive
I hear love's haunting lullaby.
And it sings of a time we once knew
A time when all
I could breathe was you
But seasons never remain the perfect shade
Our love's not the same so we must
Change...change...change
How could I ever know
That with time you would go
Leaving me to find what
Was missing in between our lives
But somewhere in the night
The music in my mind comes alive
I hear love's haunting lullaby
And it sings of a time we once knew
A time when all
I could breathe was you
But seasons never remain the perfect shade
Our love's not the same so we must Change...
Once we had summer in the fall
Now my heart knows what it's like To lose it all...


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Τετάρτη 4 Απριλίου 2018

"ΑΛΔΕΒΑΡΑΝ" του ΔΗΜΗΤΡΗ ΛΙΑΝΤΙΝΗ



"ΑΛΔΕΒΑΡΑΝ"

ΔΗΜΗΤΡΗ ΛΙΑΝΤΙΝΗ



Οἱ πρῶτες παπαροῦνες τοῦ Μάη
ραμφίσανε μέ αἵματα τῆς ἄνοιξης
τό λαχουρί φουστάνι.
Δαμάστηκεν ὁ ἵμερος τῆς χλόης καθώς οἱ ἡλιαητοί
γιόρτασαν τήν γιορτή τῶν ταυροκαθαψίων.
Ἀπάντεχα μᾶς ξέβρασε ἡ βάρκα τῆς ἐλπίδας
στήν ἀκροπελαγιά τῆς μνήμης.
Χέρια καιρό γυμνασμένα γιά τό δοξάρι καί τόν πόλεμο
πού δέν ἄνοιξαν δρόμο καί πόρο
γιά τήν μεγάλη χώρα.
Ποῦ εἶναι τῆς γιορτῆς τό ρηγικό κεμέρι
ἡ σπατάλη μας ἀσπέδιστη
στοῦ κόσμου τήν ἀγυρτεία.
Ποῦ εἶναι τῆς Κυριακῆς τό αὔγασμα
μέ τά σπασμένα κρύσταλλα τῆς καμπάνας
καί τό μακεδονήσι στά μαλλιά.
Κι ὁ ξυλοκόπος τοῦ ὕπνου πού ἀνέβαινε
σκαλί – σκαλί τήν σκάλα
νά πριονίσει τό ἀσημόδεντρο στό δάσος τοῦ φεγγαριοῦ.
Ποῦ εἶσαι κλεισμένη ὦ!
στόν στειχιωμένο πύργο τῆς σιωπῆς
πιό ψηλή ἀπό τοῦ ἥλιου τόν ἴσκιο.
Ἄσπρη σάν τόν περιστεριώνα
πού ἀδιάκοπα κυβερνᾶ τά φτερά τῶν ἤχων.
Τήν ἔγνοια μας στούς λαμνοκόπους ἀφήσαμε
τῶν πουλιῶν.
Καί τοῦ ψωμιοῦ τόν κόπο καί τό κρασί
στήν ἁπλωσιά τοῦ ἀργέστη καί τόν καιρό
τόν πρωτομάστορα.
Ψηλώσαμε τήν ἐλεγεία της βροχῆς ἴσαμε τίς κορφές
τῶν κυπαρισσιῶν.
Τῶν κυπαρισσιῶν πού λογχίζουν ἀνάηχα τά σωθικά τῆς νύχτας.
Τά ἔργα καί οἱ μέρες μας
σκουτάρια καί φλάμπουρα νά φοβερίζουν τόν χάροντα
καβαλάρη στό ἀντίδρομο στρατοκαρτέρι.
Θά γράφεις μέ τό δάχτυλο
στήν μάταιην εὐκολία τῆς θάλασσας
τόν ἔρωτα καί τήν μακρυνή φωνή σου.
Καί θά κοιμᾶσαι σάν παιδί
στῶν ρόδων τά ματόφυλλα.
Ὅταν θά λαμπαδιάζεις μόνη ἐσύ
ἀσύγκριτη
στ’ ἀρκουδορέματα καί τίς ὀροσειρές τῆς μνήμης.
  

(Δ. Λιαντίνης, ΟΙ ΩΡΕΣ ΤΩΝ ΑΣΤΡΩΝ, Ποιήματα, σελ. 20-21)