[Parker.]

Помню пять дней перед Германией, в Москве, я слушала только Beatles. Моталась с одного края города на другой, встречала разных людей, пила, курила, слушала. Черт, Москва и так погружает меня в мысли (ну вы ж понимаете, метро и все такое, сиди, разговаривай сам с собой), а тут вобще.. ну вобщем прям вобще.
Уверовала, что лучше мужчин о любви петь никто не может.
Ну ведь вслушайтесь. Просто, открыто, без соплей и очень реально.

Дальше много созерцательного и бессмысленного, со вставками песен.

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For no one
Your day breaks, your mind aches
You find that all the words of kindness linger on
When she no longer needs you

She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!

You want her, you need her
And yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead
You think she needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!

You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
She doesn't need him

Your day breaks, your mind aches
There will be time when all the things she said will fil your head
You won't forget her

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years!

И что интересно, совершенно не важно, he or she. The same stuff.

А потом, вот эта например:

и здесь тоже текст

Here, There and Everywhere
To lead a better life I need my home to be here...

Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with the wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there

There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

To be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere


Got ot get you into my life со строфой:

I was alone, I took a ride,
I didn't know what I would find there
Another road where maybe I could see another kind of mind there

Урррр. Я не знаю как это объяснить. Просто у них это хорошо получилось, вот и все.

Как и здесь, кстати.


she said, she said, she said... - обожаю. you don't understand what i said. Весь этот мило изображенный бред двоих людей.)
И слышалось мне все время: and she's making me feel like I've never belonged.

опять буквы

She said, she said
She said "I know what it's like to be dead
I know what it is to be sad
And she's making me feel like I've never been born.

I said "Who put all those things in your hair
Things that make me feel that I'm mad
And you're making me feel like I've never been born."

She said "you don't understand what I said"
I said "No, no, no, you're wrong"
When I was a boy everything was right
Everything was right

I said "Even though you know what you know
I know that I'm ready to leave
'Cause you're making me feel like I've never been born."

She said "you don't understand what I said"
I said "No, no, no, you're wrong"
When I was a boy everything was right
Everything was right

I said "Even though you know what you know
I know that I'm ready to leave
'Cause you're making me feel like I've never been born."

She said I know what it's like to be dead
I know what it is to be sad...


Хватит.
Вот. Давно это у меня уже в голове крутилось.
Были там еще мысли по поводу Бетховена, но оставим его спать спокойно.
Да, еще сборник танго и Supernatural, забивший мой плеер стаааарой американской рок-музыкой.
Как-то музыкальные впечатления за прошедший месяц гораздо ярче путешествующих.