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Jim Morrison-Poeti?
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nyctophilia
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Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
Buzeqesh gjithmone
edhe nese buzeqeshja jote eshte e trishtuar,
sepse me e trishtuar se nje buzeqeshje e trishtuar
eshte trishtimi - ai s'buzeqesh kurre!!!
Buzeqesh gjithmone
edhe nese buzeqeshja jote eshte e trishtuar,
sepse me e trishtuar se nje buzeqeshje e trishtuar
eshte trishtimi - ai s'buzeqesh kurre!!!
Diavolessa
Valoris scriptorum
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
Lumturia e vertete nuk eshte ne fundin e nje gote:Nuk eshte brenda nje shiringe:E gjen vetem ne zemren e atij qe te don.
Do jepja jeten, per te mos vdekur.
Ne se njerezit flasin keq per mua: Ta dinin c'kam thene une per ata: Do te flisnin edhe me keq.
Lum kush nuk ka enderra per te realizuar, sepse nuk ka per te mbetur i zhgenjyer.
Lumturia e vertete nuk eshte ne fundin e nje gote:Nuk eshte brenda nje shiringe:E gjen vetem ne zemren e atij qe te don.
Do jepja jeten, per te mos vdekur.
Ne se njerezit flasin keq per mua: Ta dinin c'kam thene une per ata: Do te flisnin edhe me keq.
Lum kush nuk ka enderra per te realizuar, sepse nuk ka per te mbetur i zhgenjyer.
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
ME FAL BABA
PSE PIJ?
QE TE MUND TE SHKRUAJ POEZI
NGANJEHERE KUR ÇDO GJE ESHTE E ÇTHURRUR
DHE ÇDO GJE E SHEMTUAR TERHIQET
NE GJUME TE THELLE
NDODH NJE ZGJUARJE
DHE ÇDO GJE QE MBETET ESHTE E VERTETE
MEQE TRUPI ESHTE I DERMUAR
SHPIRTI BEHET ME I FORTE
ME FAL BABA SEPSE E DI
Ç’BEJ
DUA TE DEGJOJ POEZINE E FUNDIT
TE POETITI TE MBRAME.
ME FAL BABA
PSE PIJ?
QE TE MUND TE SHKRUAJ POEZI
NGANJEHERE KUR ÇDO GJE ESHTE E ÇTHURRUR
DHE ÇDO GJE E SHEMTUAR TERHIQET
NE GJUME TE THELLE
NDODH NJE ZGJUARJE
DHE ÇDO GJE QE MBETET ESHTE E VERTETE
MEQE TRUPI ESHTE I DERMUAR
SHPIRTI BEHET ME I FORTE
ME FAL BABA SEPSE E DI
Ç’BEJ
DUA TE DEGJOJ POEZINE E FUNDIT
TE POETITI TE MBRAME.
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
E DI SE Ç’BEJ
Ç’BEN TI KETU?
Ç’DO?
A DESHE MUZIKE?
NE MUND TE MUZIKTOJME
POR TI DO ME SHUME
TI DO DIÇ DHE DIKE TE RI
A KAM TE DREJTE?
MENDOJ SE PO
E DI SE Ç’DO
TI DO EKSTAZE
DESHIRE DHE ENDRRA
GJERAT QE NUK JANE KREJTESISHT ASHTU SIÇ DUKEN
UNE TE UDHEHEQI KENDEJ, AI TE TERHEQ ANDEJ
NUK PO I KENDOJ NJE VASHE IMAGJINARE
PO TE FLAS TY, VETES SIME
LE TA RIKRIJOJME BOTEN
PALLATA E SHTATZENISE PO DIGJET
SHIKO. PERCILLE SI DIGJET
NGROHU NE THENGJILLIN E VALE
JE TEPER E RE PER TE QENE E MOSHUAR
DHE S’KE NEVOJE PER TE TE KESHILLUAR
DO T’I SHOHESH GJERAT ASHTU SIÇ JANE
TI ME PERPIKMERI E DI SE Ç’BEJ
GJITHÇKA
E DI SE Ç’BEJ
Ç’BEN TI KETU?
Ç’DO?
A DESHE MUZIKE?
NE MUND TE MUZIKTOJME
POR TI DO ME SHUME
TI DO DIÇ DHE DIKE TE RI
A KAM TE DREJTE?
MENDOJ SE PO
E DI SE Ç’DO
TI DO EKSTAZE
DESHIRE DHE ENDRRA
GJERAT QE NUK JANE KREJTESISHT ASHTU SIÇ DUKEN
UNE TE UDHEHEQI KENDEJ, AI TE TERHEQ ANDEJ
NUK PO I KENDOJ NJE VASHE IMAGJINARE
PO TE FLAS TY, VETES SIME
LE TA RIKRIJOJME BOTEN
PALLATA E SHTATZENISE PO DIGJET
SHIKO. PERCILLE SI DIGJET
NGROHU NE THENGJILLIN E VALE
JE TEPER E RE PER TE QENE E MOSHUAR
DHE S’KE NEVOJE PER TE TE KESHILLUAR
DO T’I SHOHESH GJERAT ASHTU SIÇ JANE
TI ME PERPIKMERI E DI SE Ç’BEJ
GJITHÇKA
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
Tenía curiosidad por ver qué pasaría.
Eso era todo: simple curiosidad."
Te themi se vetem po provoja kufirin e realitetit.
Kisha kuriozitet per te pare çfare do te ndodhte.
Kjo ishte e gjitha: thjesht kuriozitet.
Jim Morrison (1969).
Digamos que estaba probando los límites de la realidad.Fillimisht postuar nga Ema:
[qb] Faleminderit ty o Zot!
Faleminderit ty o Zot,
per driten e bardhe verbuese
nje qytet lind prej detit
Une kisha nje dhimbje te tmerrshme koke
nga e cila e ardhmja eshte bere... [/qb]
Tenía curiosidad por ver qué pasaría.
Eso era todo: simple curiosidad."
Te themi se vetem po provoja kufirin e realitetit.
Kisha kuriozitet per te pare çfare do te ndodhte.
Kjo ishte e gjitha: thjesht kuriozitet.
Jim Morrison (1969).
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
wild
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Anetar/e # 2003
Shkruajtur më 29. Janar 2003 20:30
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NDONJEHERE NUK MJAFTON NJE JETE PER TE FSHIRE NJE MOMENT, POR MJAFTON NJE MOMENT PER TE FSHIRE NJE JETE.
TE JETOSH PA PROVUAR, DO TE THOTE TE QENDROSH ME DYSHIMIN SE DO TIA KISHE DALE
NQS DUHET TE JETOSH GJITHE JETEN SI NJE KRIMB, NRIHU DHE VDIS.
PAS GJAKUT TE TIJ, GJEJA ME E MIRE QE MUND TE BEJ NJE MASHKULL ESHTE NJE PIKE LOTI
KA NGA ATA QE PRESIN SHIUN PER TE MOS QARE VETEM
QESH, EDHE PSE ME NJE BUZEQESHJE TE TRISHTUESHME SEPSE ME E TRISHTUESHME SE NJE BUZEQESHJE E TRISHTUESHME ESHTE TRISHTIMI QE NUK BUZEQESH KURRE.
VETMIA ESHTE TE DEGJOSH EREN DHE TE MOS MUNDESH TUA TREGOSH TE TJEREVE.
QAJA SEPSE NUK KISHA KEPUCE, ME VONE PASHE NJE BURRE PA KEMBE.
KUR TE VDESIM DO TE SHKOJME PATJETER NE PARAJSE, SEPSE FERRIN E JETUAM KETU.
TE JESH NE HUMOR NUK DO TE THOTE PATJETER TE JESH I LUMTUR, NGANJEHERE KE NEVOJE TE QESHESH E TE BESH SHAKA PER TE MOS NJERE SE BRENDA KE DESHIRE TE QASH.
NQS JE I TRISHTUAR DHE DO TE VDESESH, MENDO PER ATA QE KANE VDEKUR E DESHEN TE JETONIN, POR DUHET TE VDISNIN.
SHPIRTI I NJE NJERIU ESHTE I FSHEHUR NE SHIKIMIN E TIJ, PRANDAJ KEMI FRIKE TE NA SHOHIN NE SY.
NUK ESHTE I FORTE AI QE NUK BIE, POR AI QE BIE E KA FUQINE TE RINGRIHET.
MOS U PENDO PER DICKA QE KE BERE, SEPSE KUR E KE BERE KE QENE I LUMTUR.
JETO CDO GJE TE VOGEL TE JETES TENDE, SEPSE NJE DITE, KETO GJERA TE VOGLA DO TE TE DUKEN TE MEDHA.
JETA ESHTE NJE AVENTURE E MADHE NGA E CILA ASKUSH NUK KA DALE I GJALLE.
DO TE NDALOJ SE DAHURUARI ATEHERE KUR NJE PIKTOR SHURDH DO TE MUND TE PIKTUORJE ZHURMEN E RENIES SE NJE PETALI TRENDAFILI MBI DYSHEMENE PREJ KRISTALI TE NJE KESHTJELLE QE SKA EKZISTUAR KURRE.
NQS TE THONE SE DASHURIA ESHTE NJE ENDERR, ENDERRO POR MOS U CUDIT NESE ZGJOHESH DUKE QARE.
MOS JETO ME FRIKEN SE DO TE VDESESH, POR VDIS ME GEZIMIN QE KE JETUAR.
CDO NJERI PREJ NESH KA NJE PALE KRAH, POR VETEM KUSH ENDERRON MESON TE FLUTUROJE
P.s.Postimi i mesiperm ishte bere me pare nga anetari i ri Wild.
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wild
I/e sapoardhur
Anetar/e # 2003
Shkruajtur më 29. Janar 2003 20:30
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NDONJEHERE NUK MJAFTON NJE JETE PER TE FSHIRE NJE MOMENT, POR MJAFTON NJE MOMENT PER TE FSHIRE NJE JETE.
TE JETOSH PA PROVUAR, DO TE THOTE TE QENDROSH ME DYSHIMIN SE DO TIA KISHE DALE
NQS DUHET TE JETOSH GJITHE JETEN SI NJE KRIMB, NRIHU DHE VDIS.
PAS GJAKUT TE TIJ, GJEJA ME E MIRE QE MUND TE BEJ NJE MASHKULL ESHTE NJE PIKE LOTI
KA NGA ATA QE PRESIN SHIUN PER TE MOS QARE VETEM
QESH, EDHE PSE ME NJE BUZEQESHJE TE TRISHTUESHME SEPSE ME E TRISHTUESHME SE NJE BUZEQESHJE E TRISHTUESHME ESHTE TRISHTIMI QE NUK BUZEQESH KURRE.
VETMIA ESHTE TE DEGJOSH EREN DHE TE MOS MUNDESH TUA TREGOSH TE TJEREVE.
QAJA SEPSE NUK KISHA KEPUCE, ME VONE PASHE NJE BURRE PA KEMBE.
KUR TE VDESIM DO TE SHKOJME PATJETER NE PARAJSE, SEPSE FERRIN E JETUAM KETU.
TE JESH NE HUMOR NUK DO TE THOTE PATJETER TE JESH I LUMTUR, NGANJEHERE KE NEVOJE TE QESHESH E TE BESH SHAKA PER TE MOS NJERE SE BRENDA KE DESHIRE TE QASH.
NQS JE I TRISHTUAR DHE DO TE VDESESH, MENDO PER ATA QE KANE VDEKUR E DESHEN TE JETONIN, POR DUHET TE VDISNIN.
SHPIRTI I NJE NJERIU ESHTE I FSHEHUR NE SHIKIMIN E TIJ, PRANDAJ KEMI FRIKE TE NA SHOHIN NE SY.
NUK ESHTE I FORTE AI QE NUK BIE, POR AI QE BIE E KA FUQINE TE RINGRIHET.
MOS U PENDO PER DICKA QE KE BERE, SEPSE KUR E KE BERE KE QENE I LUMTUR.
JETO CDO GJE TE VOGEL TE JETES TENDE, SEPSE NJE DITE, KETO GJERA TE VOGLA DO TE TE DUKEN TE MEDHA.
JETA ESHTE NJE AVENTURE E MADHE NGA E CILA ASKUSH NUK KA DALE I GJALLE.
DO TE NDALOJ SE DAHURUARI ATEHERE KUR NJE PIKTOR SHURDH DO TE MUND TE PIKTUORJE ZHURMEN E RENIES SE NJE PETALI TRENDAFILI MBI DYSHEMENE PREJ KRISTALI TE NJE KESHTJELLE QE SKA EKZISTUAR KURRE.
NQS TE THONE SE DASHURIA ESHTE NJE ENDERR, ENDERRO POR MOS U CUDIT NESE ZGJOHESH DUKE QARE.
MOS JETO ME FRIKEN SE DO TE VDESESH, POR VDIS ME GEZIMIN QE KE JETUAR.
CDO NJERI PREJ NESH KA NJE PALE KRAH, POR VETEM KUSH ENDERRON MESON TE FLUTUROJE
P.s.Postimi i mesiperm ishte bere me pare nga anetari i ri Wild.
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I love new york
Primus registratum
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
qe kur u bene halabaket te veshin Armoni......
apo bojne sikur jane cool :smash:
qe kur u bene halabaket te veshin Armoni......
apo bojne sikur jane cool :smash:
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
Paragjykime :smash: :smash: I droguar etj etj.Me keto nuk ja hedh poshte talentin e tij...nese te pakten njera nga theniet e tij "nuk ben per ty" ateher...ok.Fillimisht postuar nga Alabak me Arm0ni:
[qb] JIM MORRISONI ka qen drogaxhi
qe kur na u bekan drogaxhijte idhuj
ikni ere mos na boni tani sikur jeni COOL [/qb]
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
Ja dolen ne skene edhe neokomunistet me te cilet nuk ia vlen te hapesh debat por ngelet vec te perserisesh shprehjen e Jezu Krishtit: `Fali o Jim Morrison se nuk dine se c`flasin`
Dreqi e mori po po te gjykoheshin poetet nga veset qe kane sot nuk do te kishim asnje poet ose shkrimtar per be,e une nuk dua dua te sjell ketu shembuj shkrimtaresh e poetesh te medhenj se e shoh qe ti nuk merrke ere fare nga kjo fushe.
Ti more djale ben mire te hysh andej nga barsaletat se ndoshta korr sukses atje.
Ja dolen ne skene edhe neokomunistet me te cilet nuk ia vlen te hapesh debat por ngelet vec te perserisesh shprehjen e Jezu Krishtit: `Fali o Jim Morrison se nuk dine se c`flasin`
Dreqi e mori po po te gjykoheshin poetet nga veset qe kane sot nuk do te kishim asnje poet ose shkrimtar per be,e une nuk dua dua te sjell ketu shembuj shkrimtaresh e poetesh te medhenj se e shoh qe ti nuk merrke ere fare nga kjo fushe.
Ti more djale ben mire te hysh andej nga barsaletat se ndoshta korr sukses atje.
aleksander prosti
Primus registratum
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
ai ishte dhe gjithmon do t'mbetet gjithmon shum me teper se nje perendi,per mu ai asht rimisherimi tokesor i pjeses ribele te ZOTIT,i vetmi qe nuk pati lidhje me zotin por qe u kthy ne nje HYJ,asht paksa e veshtir t'kuptohen ato vite pa nje udheheqes shpirteror si.BREAT ON THROUGH JIM,TO THE OTHER SIDE!ne nje show televiziv te atyre viteve,te titulluar "THE ED SULIVAN SHOW" ku kan kaluar yje te tilla si e.priestley,the rolling stones...etj,JIMI qe i vetmi qe nuk pranoi ne menyr kategorike ndryshimin as te tekstit dhe as te titullit te kenges LIGHT MY FIRE,ku shiheshin fjal dhe parrulla qe binin ndesh me ate moral qe donte te transmetonte tv amerikan ne ato koh.karriera e shum yjeve asht lancuar dhe fal atij show qe kishte nje influenc t'padiskutueshme mbi amerikanet.te tjeret ben ndryshimet e diktuara nga E.SULIVAN dhe pushtuan ekranet,JIMI s'i beri kto ndryshime n'televizor doli nji her t'vetme
ai ishte dhe gjithmon do t'mbetet gjithmon shum me teper se nje perendi,per mu ai asht rimisherimi tokesor i pjeses ribele te ZOTIT,i vetmi qe nuk pati lidhje me zotin por qe u kthy ne nje HYJ,asht paksa e veshtir t'kuptohen ato vite pa nje udheheqes shpirteror si.BREAT ON THROUGH JIM,TO THE OTHER SIDE!ne nje show televiziv te atyre viteve,te titulluar "THE ED SULIVAN SHOW" ku kan kaluar yje te tilla si e.priestley,the rolling stones...etj,JIMI qe i vetmi qe nuk pranoi ne menyr kategorike ndryshimin as te tekstit dhe as te titullit te kenges LIGHT MY FIRE,ku shiheshin fjal dhe parrulla qe binin ndesh me ate moral qe donte te transmetonte tv amerikan ne ato koh.karriera e shum yjeve asht lancuar dhe fal atij show qe kishte nje influenc t'padiskutueshme mbi amerikanet.te tjeret ben ndryshimet e diktuara nga E.SULIVAN dhe pushtuan ekranet,JIMI s'i beri kto ndryshime n'televizor doli nji her t'vetme
Guest
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
CRYSTAL SHIP
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly
The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line
jim morrison
CRYSTAL SHIP
Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly
The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line
jim morrison
Guest
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
THE END
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
james douglas morrison
THE END
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
james douglas morrison
Guest
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
SOUL KITCHEN
Well, the clock says it's time to close now
I guess I'd better go now
I'd really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights share their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves
Well, your fingers weave quick minarets
Speak in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves
Well the clock says it's time to close now
I know I have to go now
I really want to stay here
All night, all night, all night
jim morrison
SOUL KITCHEN
Well, the clock says it's time to close now
I guess I'd better go now
I'd really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights share their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves
Well, your fingers weave quick minarets
Speak in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves
Well the clock says it's time to close now
I know I have to go now
I really want to stay here
All night, all night, all night
jim morrison
Guest
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
THE WASP (TEXAS RADIO AND THE BIG BEAT)
I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat narrow and hard to master
Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance
Others, mean and ruthful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died
The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, "Forget the night.
Live with us in forests of azure.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate."
Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache
I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul
I'll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn
I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language
Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul
jim morrison
THE WASP (TEXAS RADIO AND THE BIG BEAT)
I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat narrow and hard to master
Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance
Others, mean and ruthful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died
The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, "Forget the night.
Live with us in forests of azure.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate."
Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache
I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul
I'll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn
I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language
Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul
jim morrison
Guest
Re: Jim Morrison-Poeti?
1. AWAKE GHOST SONG
Awake
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up an dances
jim morrison
1. AWAKE GHOST SONG
Awake
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up an dances
jim morrison