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FOGGY DEW

 

As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I

There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by

No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound it's dread tatoo

But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang out through the foggy dew

 

Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war

'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Sulva or Sud El Bar

And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through

While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew

 

'Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free

But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves or the shore of the Great North Sea

Oh, had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Cathal Brugha

Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew

 

But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear

For those who died that Eastertide in the springing of the year

And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few

Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

 

Ah, back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore

For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more

But to and fro in my dreams I go and I'd kneel and pray for you,

For slavery fled, O glorious dead, When you fell in the foggy dew.

 

SPANCIL HILL

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by

My mind been bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly

I stepped on board a vision and followed with a will

Til next I came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill

 

It been on the twenty-third of June the day before the fair

When Irelands sons and daughters and friends assembled there

The young, the old, the brave and the bold came their duty to fulfill

At the parish church in Clooney, a mile from Spancil Hill

 

Delighted by the novelty, enchanted by the scene.

Where in me early boyhood where often I had been.

I thought I heard a murmur. I think I hear it still.

It's the little stream of water that flows down Spancil Hill.

 

To amuse a passing fancy, I laid down on the ground.

And all my school companions, they shortly gathered round.

When we were home returning, we danced with bright good will

To Martin Monahan's music, at the cross at Spancil Hill.

 

I went to see me neighbours to see what they might say

The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning grey

But I met the tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still

Ah, he used to make me britches when I lived at Spancil Hill

 

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love

She's as white as any lily, gentle as a dove

And she threw her arms around me, saying Johnny I love you still

Ah, she's now a farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill

 

I dreamt I knelt and kissed her as in the days of yore

Ah, Johnny you're only joking as many the time before

Then the cock he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill

I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill

 

LONG LIVE IRELAND!

 

 

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no remorse-the flame that never dies

 

In every British heart, there burns immortal flames,

A pride that never wavers, a valor yet untamed,

The enemies of Britain won't cease to wonder why,

They can never beat -

THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

 

In the depths of English countryside,

There's something in the air,

A pride filled sense of history, of battle un-compared,

A love of live, a rural charm besets the land's blue skies, And none

can ever dampen - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

 

On the sides of Scotland's mountains, the feeling's all around, The

stirring skirt of pipers, none can beat the sound, The heather on the

lochside, the streams ne'er run dry, They can try, but they can't tame

- THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

 

On the streets of Ulster, The flag is always seen,

A sign of distant victories, and more that yet shall be,

To stay as part of Britain, many heroes died,

No enemy could ever smash -

THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

 

The Welshman in his country, a language of his own,

There's strength in British union, ensuring safer homes, Diversity and

culture, The British people's pride, Together we will stand and fuel -

THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

 

They can kill the British people, and try to drag us down, They can

jail us on false charges, repression all around, But as British men,

we will not bend, our Union Jack's we'll fly, Again they've tried and

failed to kill - THE FLAME THAT NEVER DIES

 

 

 

 

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Mortiis-Everyone Leaves

I'm going back, thinking about all the changes.

I'm going back to all those wasted years.

I see the rise and fall of the world I lived in.

This time it doesn't seem real at all.

But I took the fall and on came all the changes.

All i had could not be saved - it was far too late.

 

Everyone leaves. In the end.

Everything dies. In the end.

It doesn't matter how hard you hold on.

 

I'm going back to the times you went away.

I thought you thought that I was the monster.

I see the rise and fall of the world that I made.

I always wanted to take you with me.

And then I saw some people for the people that I thought they were.

In your painful absence.

 

Everyone leaves. In the end.

Everything dies. In the end.

It doesn't matter how hard you hold on.

 

How hard can you?

Do you want to hold on?

 

How hard can you?

The all leave in the end.

 

How hard can you?

We all die in the end.

 

Pjesma je nevjerovatna i tako sjebana da mi pokvari raspolozenje kad god je cujem...

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Pjesma je nevjerovatna i tako sjebana da mi pokvari raspolozenje kad god je cujem...

Znam,pricaj mi o tome :( Jedina pesma koja me je ostavila u suzama,tokom jednog zaista teskog perioda u zivotu je isto Mortiis-Vandreren's sang.Nema teksta,a i iskreno,potpuno je nepotreban...

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Ej slažem se u potpunosti za Pearl Jam - Black :da:

 

Dodao bih još meni najtužniju svih vremena: Prljavo Kazalište - Tu Noć Kad Si Se Udavala

 

... može i ''Na Badnje Veće'' isto od njih!

 

na spisku neka bidnu i:

 

PILOTI - Kao da je mesec stao...

PILOTI - Kao Ptica na mom dlanu

PILOTI - Leto

PARNI VALJAK - Jesen u meni

SMAK - Blues U Parku

TONY CETINSKI - 23. Prosinac

TONY CETINSKI - Prah I Pepeo

YU Grupa - Dunavom Šibaju Vetrovi

Z.PEJAKOVIĆ - Čerge

KERBER - Još samo ovu noć mi daj

KERBER - Na Raskršću

KERBER - Poslednja

KERBER - SEOBE

KERBER - Zauvek Slobodna

DUGMIĆI - Ako Ima Boga

DUGMIĆI - Ružica si bila

DUGMIĆI - Sanjao sam noćas da te nemaam

BRONSKI BEAT - Small Town Boy

C.JABUKA - Tuga Ti & Ja

MERLIN - Otkad mi se nisi javila

MERLIN - Lažu me

MERLIN - Ja Potpuno Trijezan Umirem

F I L M - Mi Nismo Sami

GALIJA - Još uvek sanjam

GALIJA - Na Tvojim Usnama

GALIJA - Trube

GALIJA - Burna Pijana Noć

HMH - Ne Lomi Me

I D O L I - Malena

Milić Vukašinović - Jer Muškarci Ne Plaču

matori DRAGOJEVIĆ - Dženi

matori DRAGOJEVIĆ - U ljubav vjere nemama

OSVAJAČI - S' kim čekaš dan

OSVAJAČI - Možda nebo zna

Paradise Lost - Forever Failure

RADIOHEAD - Street Spirit

 

... ovo su mahom pesme koje mi trenutno padaju na pamet!!!

 

 

... A ova, kosmičkih mi sila, dušu odista para ~~~ ŠAPKE ŠAULIĆ - ĐIDO DA OSTARIMO ZAJEDNO!!! :rockdevil:

 

Ah, pa da ... Pejakovića sam uostalom već i metnuo na ovaj spisak, tek sada primetih.

 

Ali uz poslednju folk Šabanovu, zaboravio sam da dodam još jednu srceparajuću.

Pustio sam je upravo u Winamp-u i ruka mi drhti

dok kucam njegovo ime i delo: Muharem Serbezovski - Majka Mi Je Bolesna. :cry:

 

 

EKV, Sedam dana

 

Može i to šećerna Vilhelminice ... predobra je pesma!

 

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