wtorek, 30 listopada 2010

night 11 - Jeff Buckley - "Hallelujah" + "I Know It's Over" (The Smiths cover)

Wedle wszelkich oficjalnych i nieoficjalnych rankingów jedną z najsmutniejszych piosenek świata jest "I know It's Over" The Smiths, których - mimo najszczerszych chęci - nijak pokochać nie potrafię. Tuż za nimi plasuje się Jeff Buckley i "Hallelujah". Postanowiłam zatem wybrnąć z sytuacji serwując dwa w jednym :) Przepraszam wszystkich Mozloverów. W charakterze bonusa umieszczam poniżej "I Know It's Over" w całości i z tekstem. I - niech Wam będzie - w oryginalnym wykonaniu.






Well, I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
You know, I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there is a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah








Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
and as I climb into an empty bed
oh well, enough said
I know it's over still I cling
I don't know where else I can go, mother

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
see, the sea wants to take me
the knife wants to slit me
do you think you can help me?

Sad veiled bride, please be happy
handsome groom, give her room
loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
although she needs you more than she loves you

And I know it's over
still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
it's over, it's over, it's over

I know it's over
and it never really began
but in my heart it was so real
and you even spoke to me and said:

"If you're so funny
then why are you on your own tonight?
and if you're so clever
then why are you on your own tonight?
if you're so very entertaining
then why are you on your own tonight?
if you're so very good looking
why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know because tonight is just like any other night
that's why you're on your own tonight
with your triumphs and your charms
while they are in each other's arms"

It's so easy to laugh
it's so easy to hate
it takes strength to be gentle and kind
it's over, over, over

It's so easy to laugh
it's so easy to hate
it takes guts to be gentle and kind
it's over, over, over

Love is natural and real
but not for you, my love
not tonight my love
love is natural and real
but not for such as you and I, my love

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

poniedziałek, 29 listopada 2010

night 10 - Suede - "Still Life"

Za szybą mamy prawdziwie martwą naturę pod grubą warstwą białego paskudztwa. Zamarzło, stężało, ani drgnie, a człowiek ma ochotę zostać do wiosny po ciepłej stronie okna. Na pociechę dziś będzie raczej pięknie niż smutno, choć niewątpliwie w chłodnym klimacie.





This still life is all I ever do
There by the window quietly killed for you
In the glass house my insect life
Crawling the walls under electric lights

I'll go into the night, into the night
She and I into the night

Is this still life all I'm good for too?
There by the window quietly killed for you
And they drive by like insects do
They think they don't know me
They hired a car for you

To go into the night, into the night
She and I into the night

And this still life is all I ever do
There by the window quietly killed for you
And this still life is all I ever do
But it's still, still life
But it's still, still life
But it's still, still life

niedziela, 28 listopada 2010

night 9 - The Verve -"The Drugs Don't Work"

Zaległości odrobione - piosenka na dziś.





All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down

And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again


Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again


But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again


Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again


'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead


All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down


Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again


'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead


But if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again


Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again


Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again


I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
(Repeat and Fade Out)

night 8 - The Smashing Pumpkins - "Disarm"

Ktoś napisał, że to kawałek z czasów, kiedy Billy na żywo brzmiał równie dobrze jak w studio. Było, minęło. Smutne.





Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you

night 7 - Tool - "Sober"

Jedziemy dalej konsekwentnie, czyli "dla odmiany" Tool.




There's a shadow just behind me,
Shrouding every step i take,
making every promise empty,
pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called "must we"
just before the son has come.
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
something but the past and done?

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever.
I just want to start things over.

I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
just enough to bring you down.

Trust me.

Mother Mary won't you whisper
something but what's past and done.

Trust me.

I want what I want.

night 6 - A Perfect Circle - "The Noose"

Cztery noce do nadrobienia. Piosenka na czwartek z podziękowaniami dla Marcina, który podarował mi ją dzisiaj(wraz z resztą płyty).







So glad to see you well, overcome them
Completely silent now
With heaven's help
You've cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends
To the dead
To the dead

Recall the deeds as if they're all
Someone else's
Atrocious stories
Now you stand reborn
Before us all
So glad to see you well

And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends
To the dead
To the dead

With your halo slippin' down
Your halo slippin'
Your halo slippin' down
Your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin' down
(I'm more than just a little curious
How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends)
[repeated]

Your halo slippin' down
Your halo's slippin' down to choke you now

środa, 24 listopada 2010

night 5 - Interpol - "Take You on a Cruise"

Smutne jest przede wszystkim to, że to już nie ten sam Interpol, a w drugiej kolejności to, że M. w ogóle nie lubi Interpolu.






I'm timeless like a broken watch
I make money like Fred Astaire
I see that you've come to resist me
I'm a pitbull in time
The pretense is not what restricts me
It's the circles inside

The anatomy of kisses and a teacher who tries
Who knows how we'll disappear?
Would you like to be my Misses and in future with child?
You know we can't get back from here
But we can get away

Baby don't you try to find me
Baby don't you try to fight
Baby don't you try to find me
Lady it will be alright

Along the way
Tears drown in the wake of delight
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship in your life
We sail today
Tears drown in the wake of delight
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship or receive a better tip in your life

I am the scavenger between the sheets of union
Lately I can't tell for sure whether machines turn anyone
(The anatomy of kisses and a teacher who tries...would you like to be my Misses and in future with child...)

Baby don't you try to find me
Lady there is no need to fight
Lady don't you try to find me
Baby it will be alright

We sail today
Tears will drown in the wake of delight
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship in your life
Along the way
The sea will crowd us with lovers at night
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship or receive a better tip in your life

I see that you've come to resist me
I'm a pitbull in time

White goddess, red goddess, black temptress of the sea
You treat me right
Black goddess, red goddess, white temptress of the sea
You treat me right
White goddess, black goddess, red temptress of the sea
You treat me right
(Oh my love, we are sailing to Norway)

wtorek, 23 listopada 2010

night 4 - Placebo and David Bowie - "Without You I'm Nothing"








Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide.
I'll take it by your side.
Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide.
I'll take it by your side.
Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies.
I'll take it by your side.
Oversaturation curls the skin and tans the hide.
I'll take it by your side.

Tick - tock x3
Tick - tick - tick - tick - tick - tock

I'm unclean, a libertine
And every time you vent your spleen,
I seem to lose the power of speech,
You're slipping slowly from my reach.
You grow me like an evergreen,
You never see the lonely me at all

I...
Take the plan, spin it sideways.
I...
Fall.
Without you, I'm nothing.
Without you, I'm nothing.
Without you, I'm nothing.
Take the plan, spin it sideways.
Without you, I'm nothing at all.

poniedziałek, 22 listopada 2010

night 3 - Mars Volta - "Televators"

Jeżeli chwilowo nie masz lepszego pomysłu - zagraj coś oczywistego...






Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobriquets
riddle me this
three half eaten corneas
who hit the aureole
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped

Pull the pins
Save your grace
Mark these words
On his grave
[x3]

You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
Always the coldest to go

niedziela, 21 listopada 2010

night 2 - The Cooper Temple Close - "Murder Song"

Wahałam się długo między "Murder Song" a "The Lake". Między pragnieniem śmierci a desperackim wołaniem o pomoc. Z dwojga złego wybrałam oczywiście gorsze, ostateczne i nieodwołalne.








as he sits on the moor
with his new found friend
who had shown him the way
to bow out at the end
with a dignity only
a murder can bring
with sweet violation
that versatile thing

please believe me when i say
this is how it has to end
this is easy on us all
well easier than other ways
sleep is all i ask of you
sleep and not to wake again
see this through and leave my friend
tears will come and i will end

while i hope you all miss me
and weep at my grave
i imagine you'll pray some
and give hope to the brave
to the ones who have loved me
and cared for me
and who die when i tell them
i just had to go

please believe me when i say
this is how it has to end
this is easy on us all
well easier than other ways
sleep is all i ask of you
sleep and not to wake again
see this through and leave my friend
tears will come and i will end

sobota, 20 listopada 2010

night 1 - Editors - "Camera"





Keep close to me now,
I'll be your guide.
Once we have black hearts,
then love dies.

Look at us through the lens of a camera,
does it remove all of our pain?
If we run they'll look in the back room,
where we hide all of our feelings.

I'll just close my eyes as you walk out.

I'll keep your eyes wide open tonight,
keep the car on the road now,
feel love bite.

Look at us through the lens of a camera,
does it remove all of our pain?
If we run they'll look in the back room,
where we hide all of our feelings.

I'll just close my eyes as you walk out.

You fall from grace, we fall with such grace.
You fall from grace, we fall with such grace.
You fall from grace, we fall with such grace.
You fall from grace, we fall with such grace.

Look at us through the lens of a camera,
does it remove all of our pain?
If we run they'll look in the back room,
where we hide all of our secrets.

I just close my eyes as you walk...
I just close my eyes as you walk...
I just close my eyes as you walk...
I just close my eyes as you walk...
I just close my eyes as you walk...
I just close my eyes as you walk out.