Jussi Bjorling – Diamanten På Marssnön (Sibelius)
På drivans snö där glimmar en diamant så klar.
Ej fanns en tår, en pärla, som högre skimrat har.
Utav en hemlig längtan hon blänker himmelskt så:
hon blickar emot solen, där skön den ses uppgå.
Vid foten av dess stråle tillbedjande hon står
och kysser den i kärlek och smälter i en tår.
O, sköna lott att älska det högsta livet ter,
att stråla i dess solblick och dö, när skönst den ler!
Fin tjej med integritet.
Too much of anything can make you sick
Even the good can be a curse
Makes it hard to know which road to go down
Knowing too much can get your hurt
Is it better is it worst
Are we sitting in reverse
Its just like we´re going backwards
I know where I want this to go
We´re driving fast but lets go slow
what i dont wanna do is crash no
Just know you´re not in this thing alone
There´s always a place in me that you can call home
Whenever you feel like we´re growing apart
Let´s just go back back back back back to the start
Anything that´s worth having
Is sure enough worth fighting for
Quitings out of the question
When it gets tough gotta fight some more
We gotta fight fight fight fight fight for this love
We gotta fight fight fight fight fight for this love
We gotta fight fight fight fight fight for this love
Its worth having its worth fighting for (Oh)
Now everyday aint gon´ be no picnic
Love aint no walk in the park
All you can do is make the best of it now
Can´t be afraid of the dark
Alla bilderna har gått upp i rök någonstans på något magiskt jävlA sätt.
Alla de fantastiska Ella-bilderna, jävla, jävla, jävla dator. Och jag försöker febrilt minnas namnet på en låt. Kan inte sova. Inget funkar
Men nu minns jag. David URWITZ! Bra hjärna. Funkar fortfrande. Behöver den här musiken nu. Tänker att om du lyssnar på det här igen ska du förstå… Hoppas. För din skull, men även för min.
Glömmer dig aldrig. Cirkussällskapet.
We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
Oooh… Oooh…
Oooh… Oooh…
My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can’t be my own
I’d feel better dead
Oooh… Oooh…
Oooh… Oooh…
”I’m Alright (You Gotta Go There To Come Back)”
I’ll drink another drink for you
One, two, three, four, five, once I drank a fish alive
I’ll drop another pill for you
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, did it before, I’ll do it again
I’ll tell another joke for you
Did you hear the one about the one that looks like you
I’ll sleep with sleep arounds for you
Why don’t you scratch my back and chew the tongue I chew
I’m alright
I’m alright
I’ll tell another lie for you
Tell you what you wanna hear, but that don’t make it true
I’ll wear another smile for you
That way you know I’m fine, and having fun with you
I’ll draw another line for you
That way you know I’m hip, that way you know I’m cool
I’ll smoke another smoke for you
I’ll blow back in your mouth and you can blow back too
I’m alright
I’m alright
You gotta go there to come back
I’ll take another punch for you
Tie my hands behind my back, that way you cannot lose
I’ll make another pound for you
So you can drive your motor car, and drive you to the moon
I’m alright
I’m alright
You. Me. Us. Free… we’re alright, alright
Love. Pain. Hate. Rain… we’re alright, alright
Give. Take. Time. Place… we’re alright, alright
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