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<title><![CDATA[The Islander]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/?p=910</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 06:02:56 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/?p=910</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Откакто Таря напусна Nightwish не съм слушала групата. Не з]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Откакто Таря напусна Nightwish не съм слушала групата. Не знам защо, май защото н съм се сетила.<br />
И онзи ден ми попадна този клип. Казах си "яяя?"<br />
Признавам, бях впечатлена (повече от видеото, отколкото от звука, но все е нещо.<br />
Много симпатично направено а и музиката е в хармония с историята на клипа. Е като изключим едно "Орландо Блум??" и няколко подобни шокирани изражения, на твърде нежно изглеждащите изпълнители, крайният ефект е... любопитен.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[I want to be a rockstar]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/?p=897</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 08:50:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/?p=897</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Много харесвам и малкото, което съм чувала на Nickelback и с]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Много харесвам и малкото, което съм чувала на <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nickelback" target="_blank">Nickelback</a> и след вчерашната галимация с темата "има или няма смисъл образованието (където масовто мнение беше - ми няма)?" не можах да се сдържа и реших да пусна едно тяхно клипче.<br />
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<p>Под въздействието на "Идиокрация"-та, която гледах снощи, ми се струва, че точно подходът, който видях вчера може наистина да ни заведе до едно подобно бъдеще.<br />
Зловещо, а?</p>
<p>П.П. Катеренето беше върхът. Абсолютно желе съм, но това ще се промени! :)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Вечерен джубокс]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/?p=832</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 19:05:03 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/?p=832</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Рядко гледам &#8220;Блей с мен&#8221; и &#8220;Let&#8217;s mutet&#8221;, но д]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Рядко гледам "Блей с мен" и "Let's mutet", но днес ме впечатлиха доста.<br />
Само с една песен, наистина, но това не е малко.</p>
<p>С малко ровене по форумите разбрах какво точно се пее.<br />
Всъщност няма никакво значение за какво пеят, но все пак, любопитство ;)</p>
<p><b>Parla piu piano</b></p>
<p>Parla piu piano e nessuno sentira ,<br />
<b>speak quietly and no one will hear</b></p>
<p>il nostro amore lo viviamo io e te,<br />
<b>our love will live you and I </b></p>
<p>nessuno sa la verita<br />
<b>no one knows the truth</b></p>
<p>neppure il cielo che ci guarda da lassa<br />
<b>not even the sky that watches us doesnt know</b></p>
<p>Insieme a te io restero<br />
<b> i will stay with you</b></p>
<p>amore mio, sempre cosi<br />
<b>my love, always like that</b></p>
<p>Parla piu piano e vieni piu vicino a me<br />
<b>speak quietly and come closer to me</b></p>
<p>Voglio sentire gli occhi miei dentro di te,<br />
<b>I want to feel my eyes inside you</b></p>
<p>nessuno sa la verita<br />
<b>no one knows the truth</b></p>
<p>E un grande amore e mai piu grande esistera<br />
<b>It is a big love, and bigger love will never exist</b></p>
<p>Insieme a te io restero<br />
<b>i will stay with you</b></p>
<p>amore mio, sempre cosi<br />
<b>my love, always like that</b></p>
<p>Parla piu piano e vieni piu vicino a me<br />
<b>speak quietly and come closer to me</b></p>
<p>Voglio sentire gli occhi miei dentro di te,<br />
<b>i want to feel my eyes inside you</b></p>
<p>nessuno sa la verita<br />
<b>no one knows the truth</b></p>
<p>E un grande amore e mai piu grande esistera<br />
<b>It's a big love, and bigger love will never exist</b></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Rise up]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2008/01/10/rise-up/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 22:11:53 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2008/01/10/rise-up/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Рядко песен и клип са успявали да ме накарат да се усми]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Рядко песен и клип са успявали да ме накарат да се усмихвам толкова широко и да ми бъде такова удоволствие да ги гледам. Има нещо невероятно сладко в танцуващите на въже, номерата, които правят, изобщо цялото позитивно и весело излъчване на клипа. Текста много сладко е в тон, макар че е доста... семпъл, но въпреки това,  много ми харесва. Ето го клипа, за тези, които не се сещат, един своеобразен поздрав (ах, този Раковски) към всички.</p>
<p><span style='text-align:center; display: block;'><object width='425' height='350'><param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/1bT_TYqf5OU'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/1bT_TYqf5OU&rel=0' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='350'></embed></object></span></p>
<h3 class="post-title">Yves Larock - Rise up</h3>
<p>My dream is to fly<br />
Over the rainbow so high</p>
<p>My dream is to fly<br />
Over the rainbow so high</p>
<p>My dream is to fly<br />
Over the rainbow so high</p>
<p>eh.. eh.. eh..<br />
over the rainbow so high.</p>
<p>My dream is to fly<br />
Over the rainbow so high (x4)</p>
<p>Rise Up<br />
don't falling down again</p>
<p>Rise Up<br />
long time I broke the chains.</p>
<p>I try to fly a while so high<br />
direction's sky</p>
<p>I try to fly a while so high<br />
direction's sky</p>
<p>My dream is to fly<br />
Over the rainbow so high (x4)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Милена - Ала-бала]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/12/18/milena-alab-bala/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 13:58:48 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/12/18/milena-alab-bala/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Поздрав към всички блогъри, към Крокодила специално и ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Поздрав към всички блогъри, към Крокодила специално и към Н. Все пак, на тази песничка всички подскачаха и пяха. ;)</p>
<p>Бели квадрати, зелени черти,<br />
улици малки, човешки съдби,<br />
жълти поляни, лилави гори,<br />
нежни прояви и сладки лъжи.</p>
<p>Припев:<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала</p>
<p>Замислена книга неволно танцува,<br />
бедна къртица отрича света,<br />
високо в небето абстрактни кълвачи,<br />
продали честа си да търсят храна.</p>
<p>Припев:<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
По реката огромна пътува морето,<br />
слънцето радостно маха с ръка,<br />
дяволи пеят песен след песен,<br />
бавно, лениво медитира нощта.</p>
<p>Припев:<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Аз съм черна пенлива история,<br />
приличам на чаша студена вода,<br />
имам реклама, имам поклонници,<br />
в сърцето си нося гъста мъгла.</p>
<p>Припев:<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала<br />
Йохо-по-по ала-бала</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Aerosmith]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/10/30/aerosmith-i-dont-want-to-miss-a-thing/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 12:49:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/10/30/aerosmith-i-dont-want-to-miss-a-thing/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I could stay awake just to hear you breathing<br />
Watch you smile while you are sleeping<br />
While you're far away and dreaming<br />
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender<br />
I could stay lost in this moment forever<br />
When, every moment spent with you<br />
Is a moment I treasure</p>
<p>I don't wanna close my eyes<br />
I don't wanna fall asleep<br />
'Cause I'd miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing<br />
'Cause even when I dream of you<br />
The sweetest dream would never do<br />
I'd still miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing</p>
<p>Lying close to you<br />
Feeling your heart beating<br />
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming<br />
Wondering if it's me you're seeing<br />
Then I <a href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/a/aerosmith/i-dont-want-to-miss-a-thing/#" id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink"><font color="#3366cc"><span class="kLink" style="color:#3366cc !important;font-family:serif;font-weight:400;font-size:16px;position:static;">kiss</span></font></a> your eyes and<br />
thank God we're together<br />
I just wanna stay with you<br />
In this moment forever, forever and ever</p>
<p>I don't wanna close my eyes<br />
I don't wanna fall asleep<br />
'Cause I'd miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing<br />
'Cause even when I dream of you<br />
The sweetest dream would never do<br />
I'd still miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing</p>
<p>I don't wanna miss one smile<br />
I don't wanna miss one kiss<br />
and I just wanna be with you<br />
Right here with you, just like this<br />
I just wanna hold you close<br />
I Feel your heart so close to mine<br />
And we'll stay here in this moment<br />
For all the rest of time Yeah<br />
Yeah Yeah Yeah YEAHHHH!!</p>
<p>I Don't wanna close my eyes<br />
I Don't wanna fall asleep<br />
'Cause I'd miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing<br />
'Cause even when I dream of you<br />
The sweetest dream would never do<br />
I'd still miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing</p>
<p>I don't wanna close my eyes<br />
I don't wanna fall asleep<br />
'Cause I'd miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing<br />
'Cause even when I dream of you<br />
The sweetest dream would never do<br />
I'd still miss you, babe<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing<br />
Don't wanna close my eyes<br />
I Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah<br />
And I don't wanna miss a thing<span style="font-style:italic;">Е.</span></p>
<p><a href="http://aksdareflection.deviantart.com/art/I-miss-you-41510620" target="_blank"><img src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/289/2/e/I_miss_you___by_aksdareflection.jpg" height="503" width="580" /></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[He's coming]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/09/24/darkman/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 19:33:29 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/09/24/darkman/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Nana - Darkman
Darkman is back. Hes comin for right. Have no fear, theres no fear
Chorus:
Hes comin,]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Nana - Darkman</strong></p>
<p>Darkman is back. Hes comin for right. Have no fear, theres no fear</p>
<p>Chorus:<br />
Hes comin, hes comin, hes here have no fear<br />
stay by his side and hell take you for a ride<br />
Hes comin, hes comin, hes here have no fear<br />
Darkman is back, Nana is here</p>
<p>Rap1(NANA):<br />
BOOYA, thats the name of the gang,<br />
me and my boyz all day we hang<br />
representin the fattest shit that you you ever heard<br />
One for the money and two for the girls,<br />
Ladies, let me see your G-sting drop<br />
Time for some action and you know we dont flop til the top<br />
This is how we do everyday,<br />
knockin out niggas in the face like casius play<br />
Baby, baby, what can we do?<br />
Lets go for a ride with me and my crew<br />
Unstoppable, Inflammable, Sensational, International<br />
High class quality, the best you can get,<br />
you wanna step, you better check the Internet<br />
Apply while standing in the line,<br />
BOOYA, in the house to blow your mind</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>Rap2(NANA):<br />
Stop, look and listen, let me introduce:<br />
Toni Cottura, my homeboy got juice like Bruce Lee<br />
the master of Kung Fu, flashback in your dreams, another DeJa Vou<br />
Boom, when he comes thru the door,<br />
no doubt about the fact that you want some more<br />
true love and respect we have for one another,<br />
startin off for a sec, its The Darkman Nana</p>
<p>Rap3: (Toni C)<br />
Yo, Nana, I got your back like no other,<br />
thrust love respect for another who aint Booya gonna suffer,<br />
Toni Cottura, dying would I for ya,<br />
My family is Booya like Daisy is my flower.<br />
Bülo made it yes! Jan and June gonna creep to the top soon<br />
Nana hmm you fucked your enemies,<br />
mad propps and love gives you Booya Family.</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>Dont you have no fear, Nana is here</p>
<p>Rap4 (Ski):<br />
Strech bend the nextas, New York to Texas,<br />
niggers quit, the check is:Booya! we wreckstas<br />
Ha! The Ill Nana, back to bring the drama,<br />
mmm worse then my moma, Ski the dam-da-da<br />
Mister Godfather raise up, why even bother, mmm,<br />
you know we make you wanna Hala hard!<br />
Spotsre getting blown, Nana he keeps it on,<br />
Booyas up in the house; 5000 n were gone!</p>
<p>Rap5 (NANA):<br />
And I am back, picture me where I am at,<br />
Arnold Schwarzenegger style Ill break you back<br />
and your neck, believe me; Ive been thru a lot of shit,<br />
be happy that you could afford to miss<br />
Understand, I am just a young black man<br />
with a mic in my hand from New York to Japan<br />
I pray everyday to the bible and koran,<br />
dear Lord: Im the witness and more than a fan<br />
Now, me, my nigga T.C., Bow Down when we come to your town,<br />
dont stand arround<br />
Blaw Blaw, how you like me now,<br />
Nana means king with a funky ass crown<br />
Ciao Ciao, Bye Tschüb Aufwiedersehen,<br />
Italien-Jew-German style mixed with african<br />
Taken over control before you realized,<br />
BOOYA til the day that I Die!</p>
<p>Chorus x 2</p>
<p>Stay by his side and hell take you for a ride,<br />
hes comin, hes comin, hes here, have no fear<br />
Nana is here, dont have no fear<br />
Darkman is back, Darkman is back<br />
hes comin, hes comin, hes here, have no fear</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Ария - Там вьiсоко]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/08/28/ariq-tam-visoko/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 16:35:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/08/28/ariq-tam-visoko/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[
Поздрав за Н. и Л. 
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<p>Поздрав за Н. и Л. ;)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Now and Then]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/08/07/now-and-then/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 21:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/08/07/now-and-then/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[ Blackmore&#8217;s Night
 Now and then 
The past is so familiar
But that&#8217;s why you couldn]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> <strong>Blackmore's Night</strong><br />
<em> Now and then </em></p>
<p>The past is so familiar<br />
But that's why you couldn't stay<br />
Too many ghosts, too many haunted dreams<br />
Beside you were built to find your own way...</p>
<p>But after all these years, I<br />
thought we'd still hold on<br />
But when I reach for you and search your eyes<br />
I see you've already gone...</p>
<p>That's OK<br />
I'll be fine<br />
I've got myself, I'll heal in time<br />
But when you leave just remember what we had...<br />
There's more to life than just you<br />
I may cry but I'll make it through<br />
And I know that the sun will shine again<br />
Though I may think of you now and then...</p>
<p>Can't do a thing with ashes<br />
But throw them to the wind...<br />
Though this heart may be in pieces now<br />
You know I'll build it up again and<br />
I'll come back stronger than I ever did before<br />
Just don't turn around when you<br />
walk out that door...</p>
<p>That's OK<br />
I'll be fine<br />
I've got myself, I'll heal in time<br />
But when you leave just remember what we had...<br />
There's more to life than just you<br />
I may cry but I'll make it through<br />
And I know that the sun will shine again<br />
Though I may think of you now and then...</p>
<p>That's OK<br />
I'll be fine<br />
I've got myself, I'll heal in time<br />
And even though our story's at the end<br />
I still may think of you now and then...</p>
<p><em>Понякога хората го забравят и е хубаво да си го припомниме. Или да им го напомним.<br />
Е.</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Вода]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/04/14/water/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 18:05:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/04/14/water/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Песента за Евровизия се вясна накрая и тук. Ами харесва]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Песента за Евровизия се вясна накрая и тук. Ами харесва ми и толкоз ;) Само съжалявам, че Балканджи не успяха да се доредят сред конкуриращите се. Другият път ;)</p>
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<p>Успех!!!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Балканджи]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/23/i-am/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 12:47:32 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/23/i-am/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Ще остана тук
Уморен и гладен
вървя по тротоара,
колите]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Ще остана тук</strong></p>
<p>Уморен и гладен<br />
вървя по тротоара,<br />
колите ме пръскат.<br />
майната им - нека си карат.<br />
Хората се гледат<br />
с дива омраза,<br />
а пък аз си мисля,<br />
кой от тях би казал:</p>
<p>"Само тук съм желан"<br />
- Не си мисли!<br />
"Само тук съм разбран"<br />
- От кого? От себе си?<br />
"Само тук обичам! Мразя!<br />
- Не отричам.<br />
"Само тук виждам аз"<br />
- Себе си.</p>
<p>"Аз търся смисъл да остана"<br />
- За кого - Родината или може би хората?<br />
"Да се боря, чувствам сила"<br />
- На кого му трябва и какво ще постигнеш?<br />
"Свободата да мисля. Порива да обичам. Силата да градя."<br />
- И какво ще направиш?<br />
"Ще остана! Ще остана тук"</p>
<p>Общество от вълци,<br />
да вървят в Балкана.<br />
Тези, които искат да останат -<br />
това са мокте братя,<br />
братя по кръв.<br />
Това е моят народ,<br />
а и аз съм такъв.</p>
<p>Тази песен доста отговаря на настроението ми в момента и не се стърпях да я пусна. И все пак темите и на <a href="http://marfieta.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Марфа</a>, и на <a href="http://gatchev.info/blog" target="_blank">Григор</a> ме човъркат все още. Човърка ме и <a href="http://www.gatchev.info/blog/?p=419" target="_blank">митинга</a> утре. Човъркат ме, не ми дават мира. Както вчера с Григор говорехме... политиката е като пърхута, появява се навсякъде.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[U2 elevation]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/11/u2-elevation/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 10:56:12 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/11/u2-elevation/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Нещо тази песен ми е влезнала здраво под кожата, танани]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Нещо тази песен ми е влезнала здраво под кожата, тананикам я като пощуряла вече два дни. Значи и тук ще се появи. Даже май във вторника ще се напъвам нея да пея... ;) Ще видим.</p>
<p><strong>Elevation</strong></p>
<p>High, higher than the sun<br />
You shoot me from a gun<br />
I need you to elevate me here,<br />
At the corner of your lips<br />
As the orbit of your hips<br />
Eclipse, you elevate my soul</p>
<p>I've lost all self-control<br />
Been living like a mole<br />
Now going down, excavation<br />
I and I in the sky<br />
You make me feel like I can fly<br />
So high, elevation</p>
<p>A star lit up like a cigar<br />
Strung out like a guitar<br />
Maybe you could educate my mind<br />
Explain all these controls<br />
I can't sing but I've got soul<br />
The goal is elevation</p>
<p>A mole, living in a hole<br />
Digging up my soul<br />
Going down, excavation<br />
I and I in the sky<br />
You make me feel like I can fly<br />
So high, elevation</p>
<p>Love, lift me up out of these blues<br />
Won't you tell me something true<br />
I believe in you</p>
<p>A mole, living in a hole<br />
Digging up my soul<br />
Going down, excavation<br />
I and I in the sky<br />
You make me feel like I can fly<br />
So high, elevation</p>
<p>Elevation...<br />
Elevation...<br />
Elevation...<br />
Elevation...<br />
Elevation...<br />
Elevation...</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Тони - всичко било е насън]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/03/i-am/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 08:55:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/03/i-am/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Всичко било е насън
опли влажни устни, жадни да ги вкус]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Всичко било е насън</strong></p>
<p>опли влажни устни, жадни да ги вкуся<br />
сливахме дъхът си толкова много пъти.<br />
Няма да допусна да съм нежелана няма<br />
да Те пусна няма и да остана.<br />
Може би любовта ми Те плаши а може би<br />
Ти, си избягал от нея щом близо си<br />
бил и преди.<br />
Теб ли нежно докосвах те?<br />
Може би всъшност несъм. Или всичко било<br />
е насън? Или без сън, полет на парфюм.</p>
<p>Или всичко било е насън x4</p>
<p>Припев:<br />
Може би любовта ми Те плаши а може би<br />
Ти ,си избягал от нея том близо си<br />
бил и преди.<br />
Теб ли нежно докосвах те?<br />
Може би всъшност несъм. Или всичко било<br />
е насън. Или без сън, полет на парфюм.</p>
<p>Целуни ме със устни прохладни<br />
по-сладки от мед.<br />
Даи ми нежна отрова но не и<br />
прегръдки от лед!<br />
Исках с теб да избягам но с мен ще<br />
избягаш ли Ти?<br />
Всеки път ми се криеш поне този път<br />
остани. Кой изтръгна крилете от<br />
крехките ти рамене?<br />
Нека аз те обичам поне...</p>
<p>Исках с теб да избягам но с мен ще<br />
избягаш ли Ти? /x3<br />
Бягам x3</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Sting]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/01/sting/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 12:03:19 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/03/01/sting/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Цял ден ми се върти из главата. Тамън две песни. Shape of my he]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Цял ден ми се върти из главата. Тамън две песни. Shape of my heart и Desert rose.</p>
<p style="font-size:15px;font-family:'Times New Roman',serif;">    <strong>Shape of my heart</strong></p>
<p style="font-size:15px;font-family:'Times New Roman',serif;">He deals the cards as a meditation<br />
And those he plays never suspect<br />
He doesnt play for the money he wins<br />
He doesnt play for the respect<br />
He deals the cards to find the answer<br />
The sacred geometry of chance<br />
The hidden law of probable outcome<br />
The numbers lead a dance</p>
<p>I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier<br />
I know that the clubs are weapons of war<br />
I know that diamonds mean money for this art<br />
But thats not the shape of my heart</p>
<p>He may play the jack of diamonds<br />
He may lay the queen of spades<br />
He may conceal a king in his hand<br />
While the memory of it fades</p>
<p>I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier<br />
I know that the clubs are weapons of war<br />
I know that diamonds mean money for this art<br />
But thats not the shape of my heart<br />
Thats not the shape, the shape of my heart</p>
<p>And if I told you that I loved you<br />
Youd maybe think theres something wrong<br />
Im not a man of too many faces<br />
The mask I wear is one<br />
Those who speak know nothing<br />
And find out to their cost<br />
Like those who curse their luck in too many places<br />
And those who smile are lost</p>
<p>I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier<br />
I know that the clubs are weapons of war<br />
I know that diamonds mean money for this art<br />
But thats not the shape of my heart<br />
Thats not the shape of my heart
</p>
<p style="font-size:15px;font-family:'Times New Roman',serif;">&#160;</p>
<p style="font-size:15px;font-family:'Times New Roman',serif;"><strong>    Desert rose</strong></p>
<p style="font-size:15px;font-family:'Times New Roman',serif;">I dream of rain<br />
I dream of gardens in the desert sand<br />
I wake in vain<br />
I dream of love as time runs through my hand</p>
<p>I dream of fire<br />
Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never die<br />
And near the flames<br />
The shadows play in the shape of the mans desire</p>
<p>This desert rose<br />
Whose shadow bears the secret promise<br />
This desert flower<br />
No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this</p>
<p>And now she turns<br />
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams<br />
This fire burns<br />
I realize that nothings as it seems</p>
<p>I dream of rain<br />
I dream of gardens in the desert sand<br />
I wake in vain<br />
I dream of love as time runs through my hand</p>
<p>I dream of rain<br />
I lift my gaze to empty skies above<br />
I close my eyes<br />
The rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love</p>
<p>I dream of rain<br />
I dream of gardens in the desert sand<br />
I wake in vain<br />
I dream of love as time runs through my hand</p>
<p>Sweet desert rose<br />
Whose shadow bears the secret promise<br />
This desert flower<br />
No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this</p>
<p>Sweet desert rose<br />
This memory of hidden hearts and souls<br />
This desert flower<br />
This rare perfurme is the sweet intoxication of love</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tasmin Archer - Sleeping Satelite]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/02/14/tasmin-archer-sleeping-satelite/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 21:58:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/02/14/tasmin-archer-sleeping-satelite/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Тази песен е за мен. И за още един човек. Дано я оцени. Ак]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Тази песен е за мен. И за още един човек. Дано я оцени. Ако не, остава си само за мен. :)<br />
<strong>Sleeping Satellite</strong></p>
<p>I blame you for the moonlit sky<br />
and the dream that died<br />
with the eagles' flight<br />
I blame you for the moonlit nights<br />
when i wonder why<br />
are the seas still dry?<br />
don't blame this sleeping satellite</p>
<p>whoah ohh oh yeah yeah<br />
dont blame this sleeping satellite</p>
<p>Did we fly to the moon to soon<br />
did we squander the chance<br />
in the rush of the race<br />
the reason we chase is lost in romance<br />
and still we try<br />
to justify the waste<br />
for a taste of man's greatest adventure</p>
<p>I blame you for the moonlit sky<br />
and the dream that died<br />
with the eagles flight<br />
i blame you for the moonlit nights<br />
when i wonder why<br />
are the seas still dry?<br />
don't blame this sleeping satellite</p>
<p>have we lost what it takes to advance?<br />
have we peaked too soon<br />
if the world is so green<br />
then why does it scream under a blue moon<br />
we wonder why<br />
If the earths sacrificed<br />
for the price of it's greatest treasure</p>
<p>I blame you for the moonlit sky<br />
and the dream that died<br />
with the eagles' flight<br />
blame you for the moonlit nights<br />
when i wonder why<br />
are the seas still dry?<br />
don't blame this sleeping satellite</p>
<p>whoah ohh-oh yeah yeah<br />
whoah ohh-oh yeah yeah<br />
dont blame this sleeping satellite</p>
<p>and when we shoot for stars<br />
what a giant step<br />
have we got what it takes<br />
to carry the weight of this concept<br />
or pass it by like a shot in the dark<br />
miss the mark with a sense of adventure</p>
<p>I blame you for the moonlit sky<br />
and the dream that died<br />
with the eagles' flight<br />
blame you for the moonlit nights<br />
when i wonder why<br />
are the seas still dry?<br />
don't blame this sleeping satellite</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Savage Garden - To the Moon and Back]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/02/14/savage-garden-to-the-moon-and-back/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 17:53:46 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/02/14/savage-garden-to-the-moon-and-back/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Поздрав за всички влюбени, които знаят, че денят е като ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Поздрав за всички влюбени, които знаят, че денят е като всеки друг. Поздрав за хората, които се вслушват в Хаоса понякога прекалено внимателно. (Ще го бистрим това с теб). Поздрав за хората, които са тъжни и самотни. Поздрав са хората, които са сами и правят разлика между сами и самотни. Поздрав за онези, които не можах да видя днес и да ги прегърна. Както и за онези, които видях и гушнах. Поздрав от мен, за вас, с усмивка. ;) И с намигване, защото всички мои усмивки са такива.</p>
<p style="font-size:15px;font-family:'Times New Roman',serif;">Shes taking her time making up<br />
The reasons<br />
To justify all the hurt inside<br />
Guess she knows from the smile<br />
And the look in their eyes<br />
Everyones got a theory about the<br />
Bitter one<br />
Theyre saying mamma never loved<br />
Her much<br />
And daddy never keeps in touch<br />
Thats why she shies away from<br />
Human affection<br />
But somewhere in a private place<br />
She packs her bags for outer space<br />
And now shes waiting for the right<br />
Kind of pilot to come<br />
And shell say to him<br />
Shes saying</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>I would fly to the moon and back if<br />
Youll be<br />
If youll be my baby<br />
Got a ticket for a world where we<br />
Belong<br />
So would you be my baby</p>
<p>She cant remember a time when she<br />
Felt needed<br />
If love was red then she was colour<br />
Blind<br />
All her friends theyve been tried for<br />
Treason<br />
And crimes that were never defined<br />
Shes saying love is like a barren<br />
Place<br />
And reaching out for human faith is<br />
Is like a journey I just dont have a<br />
Map for<br />
So babys gonna take a dive and<br />
Push the shift to overdrive<br />
Send a signal that shes hanging<br />
All her hopes on the stars<br />
What a pleasant dream<br />
Just saying</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>Hold on hold on</p>
<p>Mamma never loved her much<br />
And daddy never keeps in touch<br />
Thats why she shies away from<br />
Human affection<br />
But somewhere in a private place<br />
She packs her bags for outer space<br />
And now shes waiting for the right<br />
Kind of pilot to come<br />
And shell say to him<br />
Just saying</p>
<p>Chorus twice</p>
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<title><![CDATA[System of a down - Revenga]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/28/system-of-a-down-revenga/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 20:16:04 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/28/system-of-a-down-revenga/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Специално за Миро (Ворак) 
Е, ако не Танев, то поне оня лю]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Специално за Миро (Ворак) :)<br />
Е, ако не Танев, то поне оня любопитко. Син ли си още или почна да придобиваш по-нормални цветове вече?<br />
<font face="Verdana" size="5"></font><font size="2"><strong>"Revenga"</strong></p>
<p>Poisoning a drink, Bleeding in a sink<br />
Choking with a link, Killing with a stink<br />
Just your mother's<br />
HO<br />
Bleeding in a sink, Poisoning a drink<br />
Burning up<br />
My sweet Clementine</p>
<p>Trampling a shrink, Bleeding in a sink<br />
Hallelujah wink , Getting on the brink<br />
Just your mother's<br />
HO</p>
<p>Hallelujah wink, Murdering a shrink<br />
Burning up</p>
<p>On my sweet revenge<br />
Will be yours for the taking<br />
It's in the making baby, aaaaaahhh<br />
My sweet revenge<br />
Will be yours,  for the taking<br />
It's in the making baby,  aaaaaahhh</p>
<p>Killing with a stink, Bleeding in a sink<br />
Poisoning a drink, Getting on the brink<br />
Just your mother's<br />
HO<br />
Bleeding in a sink, Trampling a shrink<br />
Burning up<br />
My sweet Clementine</p>
<p>Poisoning a drink, Bleeding in a sink<br />
Choking with a link, Killing with a stink<br />
Just your mother's<br />
HO</p>
<p>Poisoning a drink, Bleeding in a sink<br />
Burning up<br />
On my sweet revenge<br />
Will be yours,  for the taking<br />
It's in the making baby, aaaaahhh<br />
My sweet revenge<br />
Will be yours, for the taking<br />
It's in the making baby, aaaaahhh</p>
<p>I saw her laugh<br />
Then she said, "Go Away"<br />
I saw her laugh<br />
Then she said, then she said,<br />
"Go away, away"</p>
<p>My sweet revenge<br />
Will be yours for the taking<br />
It's in the making baby</p>
<p>My sweet revenge<br />
Will be yours it's in the making<br />
It's in the taking, making, baking, taking, faking<br />
HO<br />
My sweet Clementine<br />
HO<br />
Shoulda been could been<br />
Woulda been would been you<br />
Shoulda been could been<br />
Woulda been would been you</font></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Nobody's wife]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/09/nobodys-wife/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 12:18:25 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/09/nobodys-wife/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Много музикално го давам напоследък, обаче тази песен ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Много музикално го давам напоследък, обаче тази песен наистина много ми харесва.</p>
<p><strong>Anouk</strong> - <em>Nobody's wife</em></p>
<p><font face="Verdana" size="5"></font><font size="2"> I'm sorry for the times that I made you scream<br />
for the times that I killed your dreams<br />
for the times that I made your whole world rumble</p>
<p>for the times that I made you cry<br />
for the times that I told you lies<br />
for the times that I watched and let you stumble</p>
<p>It's too bad, but that's me<br />
what goes around comes around, you'll see<br />
that I can carry the burden of pain<br />
'cause it ain't the first time that a man goes insane<br />
and when I spread my wings to embrace him for life<br />
I'm suckin' out his love, 'cause I, I'll never be nobody's wife</p>
<p>I'm sorry for the times that I didn't come home<br />
left you lyin' in that bed alone<br />
was flyin' high in the sky when you needed my shoulder</p>
<p>you're like a stone hangin' round my neck, see<br />
cut it loose before it breaks my back, see<br />
I've gotta say what I feel before I grow older</p>
<p>I'm sorry but I ain't gonna change my ways<br />
you know I've tried but I'm still the same<br />
I've got to do it my own way</p>
<p>It's too bad, but hey, that's me<br />
what goes around comes around, you'll see<br />
that I can carry the burden of pain<br />
'cause it ain't the first time that a man goes insane<br />
and when I spread my wings to embrace him for life<br />
I'm suckin' out his love, I, I'll never be nobody's wife</p>
<p>It's too bad, but hey, that's me<br />
what goes around comes around, you'll see<br />
that I can carry the burden of pain<br />
'cause it ain't the first time that a man goes insane<br />
and when I spread my wings to embrace him for life<br />
I'm suckin' out his love, I, I'll never be nobody's wife<br />
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<title><![CDATA[Karma]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/08/karma/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 11:23:08 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/08/karma/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Kamelot - Karma
I am a king of honor
gold and glory
but every king must also die
have I been just an]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Kamelot - Karma</strong></p>
<p>I am a king of honor<br />
gold and glory<br />
but every king must also die<br />
have I been just and righteous<br />
what is glory<br />
I know I've torn and taken life<br />
and here I stand<br />
a small and simple man</p>
<p>who will trade his karma for my kingdom<br />
a sacrificial rite to render truth<br />
the fire in my soul rejects my wisdom<br />
cause all you do in life comes back to you</p>
<p>I am a king in crisis<br />
counting minutes<br />
there is an ending to my reign<br />
my sins have come to face me<br />
I can feel it<br />
that I have lived my life in vain<br />
and now I know I'll reap<br />
the seeds I've sown</p>
<p>who will trade his karma for my kingdom<br />
a sacrificial rite to render truth<br />
the fire in my soul rejects my wisdom<br />
cause all you do in life comes back to you</p>
<p>am I mad<br />
I feel so void and cold<br />
who can tell<br />
who holds the stories untold<br />
tired and trembling<br />
I am descending<br />
will I have to stay here<br />
and live this life again</p>
<p>Хубава песен, вярно се оказа ;)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Lithium]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/08/lithium/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 08:47:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2007/01/08/lithium/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Nirvana - Lithium
I&#8217;m so happy. Cause today I found my friends.
They&#8217;re in my head. I]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nirvana - Lithium</p>
<p>I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends.<br />
They're in my head. I'm so ugly. But that's ok.<br />
'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors.<br />
Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care.<br />
And I'm not scared. Light my candles. In a daze cause I've found god.</p>
<p>Yeah yeah yeah yeah.....</p>
<p>I'm so lonely. And that's ok. (alt: I'm so happy)<br />
I shaved my head. And I'm not sad, I'm just merry.<br />
I'm to blame for all I've heard. And I'm not sure.<br />
I'm so excited. I can't wait to meet you there.<br />
And I don't care. I'm so horny. But that's ok. My will is good.</p>
<p>Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.....</p>
<p>(Chorus) I like it. I'm not gonna crack.<br />
I miss you. I'm not gonna crack. I love you.<br />
I'm not gonna crack. I kill you. I'm not gonna crack. (x2)</p>
<p>I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends.<br />
They're in my head. I'm so ugly. But that's ok.<br />
'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors.<br />
Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care.<br />
And I'm not scared. Light my candles.<br />
In a daze cause I've found god.</p>
<p>Yeah yeah yeah yeah.....<br />
(Chorus)..</p>
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<title><![CDATA[System of a down - Forest]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/11/22/system-of-a-down-forest/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 13:42:20 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/11/22/system-of-a-down-forest/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Forest
Walk with me my little child
To the forest of denial
Speak with me my only mind
Walk with me ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Forest</p>
<p>Walk with me my little child<br />
To the forest of denial<br />
Speak with me my only mind<br />
Walk with me until the time<br />
And make the forest turn to wine<br />
You take the legend for a fall<br />
You saw the product<br />
Why cant you see that you are my child<br />
Why dont you know that you are my mind<br />
Tell everyone in the world, that Im you<br />
Take this promise to the end of you<br />
Walk with me my little friend<br />
Take this promise to the end<br />
Speak with me my only mind<br />
Walk with me until the end<br />
And make the forest turn to sand<br />
You take the legend for a fall<br />
You saw the product<br />
Why cant you see that you are my child<br />
Why dont you know that you are my mind<br />
Tell everyone in the world, that Im you<br />
Take this promise to the end of you<br />
Take this promise for a ride<br />
You saw the forest, now come inside<br />
You took the legend for its fall<br />
You saw the product of it all<br />
No televisions in the air<br />
No circumcisions on the chair<br />
You made the weapons for us all<br />
Just look at us now<br />
Why cant you see that you are my child<br />
Why dont you know that you are my mind<br />
Tell everyone in the world, that Im you<br />
Take this promise to the end of you</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Do the evolution]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/10/27/do-the-evolution/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 08:09:12 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/10/27/do-the-evolution/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[
Брутално, жестоко, ужасно. И толкова, толкова истинско ]]></description>
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<p>Брутално, жестоко, ужасно. И толкова, толкова истинско и реално.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Вчера]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/04/10/%d0%92%d1%87%d0%b5%d1%80%d0%b0/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 15:32:09 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/04/10/%d0%92%d1%87%d0%b5%d1%80%d0%b0/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[YESTERDAY,
ALL MY TROUBLES SEEMED SO FAR AWAY,
NOW IT LOOKS AS THOUGH THEY&#8217;RE HERE TO STAY,
OH]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>YESTERDAY,<br />
ALL MY TROUBLES SEEMED SO FAR AWAY,<br />
NOW IT LOOKS AS THOUGH THEY'RE HERE TO STAY,<br />
OH, I BELIEVE IN YESTERDAY.</p>
<p>SUDDENLY,<br />
I'M NOT HALF THE MAN I USED TO BE,<br />
THERE'S A SHADOW HANGING OVER ME,<br />
OH, YESTERDAY CAME SUDDENLY.</p>
<p>WHY SHE<br />
HAD TO GO I DON'T KNOW, SHE WOULDN'T SAY.<br />
I SAID,<br />
SOMETHING WRONG, NOW I LONG FOR YESTERDAY.</p>
<p>YESTERDAY,<br />
LOVE WAS SUCH AN EASY GAME TO PLAY,<br />
NOW I NEED A PLACE TO HIDE AWAY,<br />
OH, I BELIEVE IN YESTERDAY.</p>
<p>WHY SHE<br />
HAD TO GO I DON'T KNOW, SHE WOULDN'T SAY.<br />
I SAID,<br />
SOMETHING WRONG, NOW I LONG FOR YESTERDAY.</p>
<p>YESTERDAY,<br />
LOVE WAS SUCH AN EASY GAME TO PLAY,<br />
NOW I NEED A PLACE TO HIDE AWAY,<br />
OH, I BELIEVE IN YESTERDAY.</p>
<p>Адски често се пускат шеги по адрес на пенсионерите и тяхното захласване по миналото. Странното  обаче, че и хора, които са родени, да кажем '88, също може да изпадне в умиление по "доброто старо време". Стигам до извода, че независимо от възрастта, хората винаги са склонни да идеализират миналото. Което, реално погледнато е твърде странна практика.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[В края на пътя...]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/03/30/%d0%92-%d0%ba%d1%80%d0%b0%d1%8f-%d0%bd%d0%b0-%d0%bf%d1%8a%d1%82%d1%8f/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 15:32:48 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/03/30/%d0%92-%d0%ba%d1%80%d0%b0%d1%8f-%d0%bd%d0%b0-%d0%bf%d1%8a%d1%82%d1%8f/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[It starts with one thing
I don&#8217;t know why
It doesn&#8217;t even matter how hard you try keep t]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It starts with one thing<br />
I don't know why<br />
It doesn't even matter how hard you try keep that in mind<br />
I designed this rhyme<br />
To explain in due time<br />
All I know<br />
<strong>Time is a valuable thing<br />
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings<br />
Watch it count down to the end of the day<br />
The clock ticks life away<br />
</strong><br />
It's so unreal<br />
Didn't look out below<br />
<strong>Watch the time go right out the window<br />
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know<br />
Wasted it all just to watch you go<br />
</strong><br />
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart<br />
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when</p>
<p>I tried so hard<br />
And got so far<br />
<strong>But in the end<br />
It doesn't even matter<br />
</strong><br />
I had to fall<br />
To lose it all<br />
But in the end<br />
It doesn't even matter</p>
<p>One thing, I don't know why<br />
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try, keep that in mind<br />
I designed this rhyme, to explain in due time<br />
I tried so hard<br />
In spite of the way you were mocking me<br />
Acting like I was part of your property<br />
Remembering all the times you fought with me<br />
I'm surprised it got so (far)<br />
Things aren't the way they were before<br />
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore<br />
Not that you knew me back then<br />
But it all comes back to me (in the end)<br />
You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart<br />
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>I’ve put my trust in you<br />
Pushed as far as I can go<br />
And for all this<br />
There's only one thing you should know</p>
<p>Доста вярно, нали? И не само за връзките, а за почти всичко. Или се отказваме веднага или прекаляваме до такава степен, че унищожаваме абсолютно всичко. Тъжно, но факт.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Песен на деня]]></title>
<link>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/01/06/%d0%9f%d0%b5%d1%81%d0%b5%d0%bd-%d0%bd%d0%b0-%d0%b4%d0%b5%d0%bd%d1%8f/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 14:44:30 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Eneya</dc:creator>
<guid>http://eneya.wordpress.com/2006/01/06/%d0%9f%d0%b5%d1%81%d0%b5%d0%bd-%d0%bd%d0%b0-%d0%b4%d0%b5%d0%bd%d1%8f/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Песен на деня- Torn
Torn Lyrics
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Песен на деня- Torn</p>
<p><strong>Torn</strong><strong> Lyrics</strong></p>
<p>I thought I saw a man brought to life<br />
He was warm<br />
He came around like he was dignified<br />
He showed me what it was to cry<br />
Well you couldn't be that man I adored<br />
You don't seem to know<br />
Seem to care what your heart is for<br />
But I don't know him anymore<br />
There's nothing where he used to lie<br />
The conversation has run dry<br />
That's what's going on<br />
Nothing's fine I'm torn</p>
<p>I'm all out of faith<br />
This is how I feel<br />
I'm cold and I am shamed<br />
Lying naked on the floor<br />
Illusion never changed<br />
Into something real<br />
I'm wide awake<br />
And I can see<br />
The perfect sky is torn<br />
You're a little late<br />
I'm already torn</p>
<p>So I guess the fortune teller's right<br />
i Should have seen just what was there<br />
And not some holy light<br />
it crawled beneath my veins<br />
And now I don't care<br />
I had no luck<br />
I don't miss it all that much<br />
There's just so many things<br />
That I can touch I'm torn</p>
<p>I'm all out of faith<br />
This is how I feel<br />
I'm cold and I am shamed<br />
Lying naked on the floor<br />
Illusion never changed<br />
Into something real<br />
I'm wide awake<br />
And I can see<br />
The perfect sky is torn<br />
You're a little late<br />
I'm already torn<br />
Torn</p>
<p>hoooooooooo hohooooooo hohoooo</p>
<p>There's nothing where he used to lie<br />
My inspiration has run dry<br />
That's what's going on<br />
Nothing's right I'm torn</p>
<p>I'm all out of faith<br />
This is how I feel<br />
I'm cold and I am shamed<br />
Lying naked on the floor<br />
Illusion never changed<br />
Into something real<br />
I'm wide awake<br />
And I can see<br />
The perfect sky is torn</p>
<p>I'm all out of faith<br />
This is how I feel<br />
I'm cold and I'm ashamed<br />
Bound and broken on the floor<br />
You're a little late<br />
I'm already torn<br />
Torn.</p>
<p>Oh</p>
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