Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
Still, it's so much clearer
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge
The moon is low tonight

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
I'm not sure all these people understand
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water
They cannot see me naked
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday

I can't believe life's so complex
When I just wanna' sit here and watch you undress
This is love that I'm feeling
Does it have to be a life full of dread?
I wanna' chase you round the table, I wanna' touch your head
This is love that I'm feeling
I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering
When you taste so good

Jedna turisťáková. S touhle jsem šla poslední večer...ehm, noc...ráno :-D spát a taky se s ní vzbudila...a ne sama :-P Více napíšu zítra, teď umírám únavou :-D

This is me for forever
One of the lost ones
The one without a name
Without an honest heart as compass

This is me for forever
One without a name
These lines the last endeavour
To find the missing lifeline

Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I'd give my everything

Velmi zajímavý 70s psychedelic rock. Bohužel mám tuto krásnou píseň spojenou s někým, kdo mě dost zklamal, i když to vlastně byla moje naivita :-( Každopádně mu za objevení tohoto songu děkuju. Celý text najdete přímo u písničky na youtube.

Dobrá, budu se zas snažit taky někdy něco napsat a nedávat sem jen písničky, ale momentálně mě bolí hlava, nic smysluplného bych ze sebe nevyplodila a tohle je krásná zvláštní píseň.

Over the eyes of the slow slipping under, the dead call their names... a motley assembly of specters and wraiths! Twice in the morning the old widow screamed... footsteps on floorboards and damp in the dust of the sill. Nobody, nobody's there... nobody, nobody's there.

'The deep-dwelling spirits are here and their moans have stirred up the silt on the graves of our husbands! Their fingers are ice, and they constantly tell of the fact that their saga left no one to spare.' Nobody, nobody's there. Nobody, nobody's there...

Ignorant maids in the morning laugh wonderfully, lightly, reflecting the chill of the old widow's screaming man drowning! She trusts not the wind, who's loving embrace only tore deep and then fled in fear. Nobody, nobody's there. Nobody, nobody's there...

'I pray with the skill of a funeral guild and my eyes have run dry from long hours reeling! I know not the time, for the seasons have spun me and trussed up my wits... and there's salt in my hair.' Nobody, nobody's there. Nobody, nobody's there...

A ještě jeden song na dnešní den-ten na mě úplně sedí (i s tím videoklipem :-D), akorát bych udělala menší změnu v refrénu-já tady nechci bejt.

take me now baby here as I am
pull me close, try and understand
desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
love is a banquet on which we feed

come on now try and understand
the way I feel when I'm in your hands
take my hand come undercover
they can't hurt you now,
can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now
because the night belongs to lovers
because the night belongs to lust
because the night belongs to lovers
because the night belongs to us

Něco veselého na tu správnou páteční náladu :-)

Tuhle písničku nebo vlastně celou kapelu jsem objevila teprve dnes odpoledne (děkuju, Twiggynko) a sjíždím to už několik hodin. Tenhle song se mi líbí nejvíc, má super ironický text, ale celé jejich nejzásadnější album-Germ Free Adolescents je superní. X-Ray Spex je classic punk z konce 70.let s ženským vokálem a jestli máte chuť na něco nářezového, ale zároveň veselého a nabitého energií tak vřele doporučuju :-) Více na www.x-rayspex.com/