January 22, 2012

Βήμα μεγάλο

Όμως σήμερα... 
σήμερα θα μιλήσω με τα πουλιά... 
θα μιλήσω με τις ιτιές
τους κέδρους και τους ασφένδαμους... 
με τον ήλιο, τα μουντά σύννεφα και το φεγγάρι...
θα μιλήσω με τα βουνά και τις απέραντες πεδιάδες... 
θα μιλήσω με μένα... 
θα τσακωθώ μαζί μου και μετά θα φιλιώσω...
θα μου χαμογελάσω
και θα κάνω ένα βήμα εμπρός.
ένα μικρό, μα τόσο μεγάλο βήμα εμπρός!
 Βίκυ Δερμάνη

January 19, 2012

Dream Theater - Lost Not Forgotten

I am not immortal
I am just a man
A power-craving tyrant
Beyond the shadows in the sand

Men have come to fear me
Many bow and cry
Known across the desert
I am the one who will not die

I have faced the demons of our most desperate moments
I have been the one to defend our pride
I have worn the banner of my abandoned brothers
I will be the first one to give my life

Lost not forgotten
Reigning against the odds
Feared and respected
Living among the gods
Leading the empire
Spirit as black as coal
Lost not forgotten
King of the deathless soul
 

January 18, 2012

Jeff Wayne Forever Autumn

Journalist: For three days I fought my way along roads packed with refugees, the homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables. All that was of value to me was in London, but by the time I reached their little red-brick house. Carrie and her father were gone.

The summer sun is fading as the year grows old

And darker days are drawing near
The Winter winds will be much colder
Now you're not here.

I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky


And one by one they disappear

I wish that I was flying with them
Now you're not here.

Like the sun through the trees you came to love me


Like a Leaf on a breeze you blew away


Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way

You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'cause you're not here
'cause you're not here
'cause you're not here

Journalist:
Fire suddenly leapt from house to house, the population panicked and ran-and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost without Carrie. Finally, I headed Eastward for the ocean, and my only
hope of survival-a boat out of England.

Like the sun through the trees you came to love me

Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away.
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes
As if to hide a lonely tear
My life will be Forever Autumn 'cause you're not here
'cause you're not here
'cause you're not here

Journalist:
As I hastened through Covent Garden, Blackfriars and Billingsgate, more and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary women, their children stumbling and steaked with tears, their men
bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders with beggars and outcasts. Dogs snarled and whined, the horses' bits were covered with foam...and here and there were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest.
We say tripods wading up the Thames, cutting through bridges as though they were paper-Waterloo Bridge, Westminster Bridge... One appeared above Big Ben.

Martians:
Ulla!

Journalist:
Never before in the history of the world had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered together. This was no disciplined march-it was a stampede-without order and without a goal, six million people unarmed and unprovisioned, driving headlong. It was the beginning of the rout of civilization, of the massacre of mankind.

A vast crowd buffered me towards the already pack steamer. I looked up enviously at those safely on board-straight into the eyes of my beloved Carrie! At sight of me she began to fight her way along the packed deck to the gangplank. At that very moment it was raised, and I caught a last glimpse of her despairing face as the crowd swept me away from her.


Like the sun through the trees you came to love me

Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away.
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'cause you're not here
'cause you're not here
'cause you're not here

Martians:
Ulla!

Journalist:
The steamer began to move slowly away-but on the landward horizon appeared the silhouette of a Fighting Machine. Another came, and another, striding over hills and trees, plunging far out to
sea and blocking the exit of the steamer. Between them lay the silent, grey Ironclad 'Thunder Child'. Slowly it moved towards shore; then, with a deafening roar and whoosh of spray, it swung about and drove at full speed towards the waiting Martians.
 

FM ♥Everytime I Think Of You ♥

Move a little closer, yeah, yeah

Time stands still

My heart beats alone tonight
I wonder how can we bridge this space
Rebuild all our dreams
Try to reach out across the sky
We’ll meet in the stars tonight … oh

Why do we choose to be lonely?

Why do we choose to be sad?

Everytime I think of you,

I keep thinking there’s a place for us again,
Everytime I think of you,
Why can’t we reach out, and touch each other

Lovers walk,

Under the stars tonight
Why don’t we, step over time and space
Fulfil every dream
We can walk out across the sky
We’ll sleep in the stars tonight … oh

Why do we choose to be lonely?

Why do we choose to be sad?

Everytime I think of you,

I keep thinking there’s a place for us again,
Everytime I think of you,
Why can’t we reach out, and touch each other

Everytime I think of you,

I keep thinking there’s a place for us again,
Everytime I think of you,
Why can’t we reach out, and touch each other

Oh, try a little harder

Oh, lookin’ for another world
If you come a little closer
C’mon & get closer& closer
 

Jazz Music

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