~AllorNOn

Το αγριολούλουδο

Καζαντζίδης Στέλιος

Μουσική/Στίχοι: Νικολόπουλος Χρήστος/Πυθαγόρας

Μην με λυπάσαι, διώξε με απόψε
σαν να 'μαι αγριολούλουδο
και την ζωή μου κόψε

Εγώ γυμνός ξεκίνησα
εγώ πηγαίνω μόνος
σπίτι μου είναι ο δρόμος
και τραγούδι μου ο πόνος
Διώξε με και μην λυπάσαι
τι θα γίνω μην φοβάσαι
κι αν χιονίζει και αν βρέχει
τ' αγριολούλουδο αντέχει

Μην με κρατήσεις
μονάχα από συμπόνια
Το κρύο το συνήθισα
θ' αντέξω και στα χιόνια


Don'’t try to keep me just to show compassion
I am used to the cold by now I'’ll have to endure the snow
Detached and lonely I started out
and I'll continue alone
My home has been the open road
and my song my suffering
Throw me out don'’t show me pity
don't you worry how fate will treat me
whether in snow or under rain
the wild bloom endures in vain

The great newton once wrote in a memoir

"I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me"

Was fun.

This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here:
HUGE SUCCESS.
It's hard to overstate
my satisfaction....


...We do what we must
because we can.
For the good of all of us.
Except the ones who are dead.
But there's no sense crying
over every mistake.
You just keep on trying
till you run out of cake...

...I'm not even angry.
I'm being so sincere right now.
Even though you broke my heart.
And killed me.
And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.
As they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you!
Now these points of data
make a beautiful line.
And we're out of beta.
We're releasing on time.
So I'm GLaD. I got burned.
Think of all the things we learned
for the people who are
still alive...

...Go ahead and leave me.
I think i prefer to stay inside.
maybe you'll find someone else
to help you.

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldn't they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy is Sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin you

Gloomy Sunday

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday

99 Jahre Krieg
Liessen keinen Platz fuer Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt es nicht mehr
Und auch keine Duesenflieger
Heute zieh ich meine Runden
Seh die Welt in Truemmern liegen
Hab' nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an Dich und lass' ihn fliegen


99 dreams I have had.
In every one a red balloon.
It's all over and I'm standing pretty.
In this dust that was a city.
If I could find a souvenir.
Just to prove the world was here.
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go.