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  • Douce Dame Jolie

    Douce dame jolie,
    Pour dieu ne pensés mie
    Que nulle ait signorie
    Seur moy fors vous seulement.

    Qu'adès sans tricherie
    Chierie
    Vous ay et humblement
    Tous les jours de ma vie
    Servie
    Sans villain pensement.
    Helas! et je mendie
    D'esperance et d'aïe;
    Dont ma joie est fenie,
    Se pité ne vous en prent.
    Douce dame jolie.

    Mais vo douce maistrie
    Maistrie
    Mon cuer si durement
    Qu'elle le contralie
    Et lie
    En amour tellement
    Qu'il n'a de riens envie
    Fors d'estre en vo baillie;
    Et se ne li ottrie
    Vos cuers nul aligement.
    Douce dame jolie.

    Et quant ma maladie
    Garie
    Ne sera nullement
    Sans vous, douce anemie,
    Qui lie
    Estes de mon tourment,
    A jointes mains deprie
    Vo cuer, puis qu'il m'oublie,
    Que temprement m'ocie,
    Car trop langui longuement.
    Douce dame jolie,
    Pour dieu ne pensés mie
    Que nulle ait signorie
    Seur moy fors vous seulement.
    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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    • And thanks to paiktis, here is the English translation.



      Sweet, lovely lady
      for god's sake do not think
      that I am devoted to any woman
      but you alone.

      For always, without falsehood
      I have cherished you, and humbly
      served you all the days of my life
      without deception.

      Alas, I am left begging
      for hope and relief;
      for my joy is at its end
      without your compassion.

      Your sweet spell
      rules my heart so harshly,
      tormenting and binding it
      in unbearable love.

      [My heart] desires nothing
      but to be in your power.
      And still, your own heart
      renders it no relief.
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • and for something more sinister since the moon is in the gutter

        You don't fit (belong) anywhere.

        Holes

        If you don't fit in an empty country
        If a blind hope is not enough for you
        If you don't fit in a dreamtrap
        If you don't fit in a hugprison

        Then what a pity, what a pity, what a pity
        That you're everywhere in excess and you soulbleed everywhere

        Then what a pity, what a pity, what a pity
        You don't fit anywhere, you don't fit anywhere
        Then what a pity, what a pity, what a pity
        That you're everywhere in excess and you soulbleed everywhere

        If you don't fit in a tasteless joke
        If a hard prayer is not enough for you
        If you don't fit in a soulbrothel
        If you don't fit in a broken body

        Then what a pity, what a pity, what a pity
        You don't fit anywhere, you don't fit anywhere
        Then what a pity, what a pity, what a pity
        That you're everywhere in excess and everywhere you soulbleed
        Then what a pity, what a pity, what a pity
        You don't fit anywhere, you don't fit anywhere
        Anywhere



        And here's the old geezer band
        Attached Files

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        • Five Iron Frenzy is playing their last show ever this Saturday in Denver. I'm going to be there.

          This is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard.

          Five Iron Frenzy - On Distant Shores

          I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair
          and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair.
          I have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find.
          And inside my faithless heart, I stole things never mine.

          If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor
          Dear Father, I will see you, there on distant shores.

          I have toiled for countless years and ever felt the cost
          and I've been burned by this world's cold, like leaves beneath the frost.
          On my knees I've crawled to You, bleeding myself dry.
          But the price of life is more, than I could ever buy.

          If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor
          Dear Father, I will see you, there on distant shores.

          And off of the blocks, I was headstrong and proud,
          at the front of the line for the card-carrying, highbrowed.
          with both eyes fastened tight, yet unscarred from the fight.
          Running at full tilt, my sword pulled from its hilt.
          It's funny how these things can slip away, our frail deeds, the last will wave good-bye.
          It's funny how the hope will bleed away, the citadels we build and fortify.
          Good-Bye.

          Night came and I broke my stride
          I swallowed hard, but never cried.
          When grace was easy to forget
          I'd denounce the hypocrites
          casting first stones
          killing my own.
          You would unscale my blind eyes
          and I stood battered, but more wise
          fighting to accelerate
          shaking free from crippling weight.
          With resilience unsurpassed,
          I clawed my way to You at last.
          And on my knees, I wept at Your feet, I finally believed,
          that You still loved me.

          Healing hands of God have mercy on our unclean souls once again.
          Jesus Christ, Light of the World, burning bright within our hearts forever.
          Freedom means love without condition, without beginning or an end.
          Here's my heart, let it be forever Yours,
          only You can make every new day seem so new.

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          • One Tin Soldier
            Coven


            Listen children to a story
            That was written long ago
            'Bout a kingdom, on a mountain
            And the valley folk below
            On the mountian was a treasure
            Burried deep beneath a stone
            And the valley people swore
            They'd have it for their very own

            Go ahead and hate your neighbor
            Go ahead and cheat a friend
            Do it in the name of Heaven
            You can justify it in the end
            There wont be any trumpets blowing
            Come the judgement day
            On the bloody morning after who...
            One tin soldier rides away

            So the people of the valley
            Sent a message up the hill
            Asking for the burried treasure
            Tons of gold for which they'd kill
            Cam an answer from the kingdom
            With our brothers we will share
            All the secrets of our mountain
            N' all the riches burried there

            Now the valley cried in anger
            Mount your horses
            Draw your sword
            And they killed the mountain people
            So they won their just reward
            Now they stood beside the treasure
            On the mountain dark and red
            Turn the stone and which beneath it
            "Peace on Earth"
            Was all it said

            Go ahead and hate your neighbor
            Go ahead and cheat a friend
            Do it in the name of Heaven
            You can justify it in the end
            There wont be any trumpets blowing
            Come the judgement day
            On the bloody morning after who...
            One tin soldier rides away

            Go ahead and hate your neighbor
            Go ahead and cheat a friend
            Do it in the name of Heaven
            You can justify it in the end
            There wont be any trumpets blowing
            Come the judgement day
            On the bloody morning after who...
            One tin soldier rides away
            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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            • roads, portishead.

              Ohh, can't anybody see
              We've got a war to fight
              Never found our way
              Regardless of what they say

              How can it feel, this wrong
              From this moment
              How can it feel, this wrong

              Storm.. in the morning light
              I feel
              No more can I say
              Frozen to myself

              I got nobody on my side
              And surely that ain't right
              And surely that ain't right

              Ohh, can't anybody see
              We've got a war to fight
              Never found our way
              Regardless of what they say

              How can it feel, this wrong
              From this moment
              How can it feel, this wrong

              How can it feel, this wrong
              This moment
              How can it feel, this wrong

              Ohh, can't anybody see
              We've got a war to fight
              Never found our way
              Regardless of what they say

              How can it feel, this wrong
              From this moment
              How can it feel, this wrong
              I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
              [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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              • Triple Shot Thursday; Steppenwolf

                ROCK ME


                She asked me maybe
                I would share her sorrow
                About the men that tried to treat her wrong

                Though just a baby
                A waiting her tomorrow
                It's rock me baby, rock me baby
                All night long

                She needs an answer to her confusion
                someone to guide her with tenderness
                But if she's asking for a solution
                All that she gets
                You know it's something like this

                Don't know where we come from
                Don't know where we're going to
                But if all of this should have a reason
                We would be the last to know

                So let's just hope there is a promised land
                Hang on till then as best you can
                Everybody's ills you know it

                Fills her with compassion
                That's why she tries
                To save the world alone

                She helps the needy in her own fashion
                And tries to give them all her own
                Rock me baby, rock me baby
                All night long

                -----------------------------------------------------------

                Born To Be Wild


                Get your motor running
                Head out on the highway
                Lookin' for adventure
                In whatever comes our way

                Here and god are gonna' make it happen
                Take the world in a love embrace
                Fire all of your guns at once and
                Explode into space

                I like smoke and lightning
                Heavy metal thunder
                Racin' with the wind
                And the feeling that that I'm under

                Like a true nature's child
                We were born, born to be wild
                We can climb so high
                I never want to die
                Born to be wild

                ------------------------------------------------------------
                Magic Carpet Ride


                I like to dream, yes I do
                Right between the sound machine
                On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
                Every place she goes is right
                Flies far, flies near
                To the stars away from here

                Well, you don't know what
                We can find
                Why don't you come with me little girl
                On a magic carpet ride

                Well, you don't know what
                We can find
                Why don't you tell your dreams to me
                Fantasy will set you free

                CHORUS
                Close your eyes girl
                Look inside girl
                Let the sound take you away

                Last night I found Aladdin's lamp
                So I wished that I could stay
                But before the thing could answer me
                Someone came and took the lamp away

                I looked
                Around
                A lousy candle's all I found

                Well, you don't know what
                We can find
                Why don't you come with me little girl
                On a magic carpet ride

                Well, you don't know what
                We can see
                Why don't you tell your dreams to me
                Fantasy will set you free

                CHORUS
                Last edited by SlowwHand; November 21, 2003, 10:06.
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • portishead

                  We suffer everyday, what is it for
                  These crimes of illusion, are fooling us all
                  And now I am weary and I feel like I do

                  It's only you, who can tell me apart
                  And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

                  The size of our fight, it's just a dream
                  We've crushed everything I can see, in this morning selfishly
                  How we've failed and I feel like I do

                  It's only you, who can tell me apart
                  And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

                  Now that we've chosen to take all we can
                  This shade of autumn, a stale bitter end
                  Years of frustration lay down side by side

                  And it's only you, who can tell me apart
                  And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

                  It's only you, who can tell me apart
                  And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
                  :-p

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                  • aphex twin


                    I wish the milkman would deliver my milk, in the morning.
                    I wish the milkman would deliver my milk, when I'm yawning.
                    I would like some milk from the milkman's wife's tits.
                    :-p

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                    • From Heaven To Hell

                      By Winterlong

                      Knights of thunder, knights of pain
                      Baptised in bloodshed a warrior was born
                      Raised by evil, chained by death
                      Brought to this world by the reaper himself!

                      Fighting alone until the end
                      For Freedom his sword shall be held!
                      Burning in hell for all time
                      A judgement that he can't unveil

                      From heaven to hell is a journey, a journey of time
                      In punishment and pain in seek of salvation
                      Another knight awaits

                      Ancient magic casts a spell
                      Fate of the undead, they remember well.
                      Laughing down under, goddness of Hate
                      Fallen from grace, she demands blood revenge!

                      Fighting alone until the end
                      For Freedom his sword shall be held!
                      Burning in hell for all time
                      A judgement that he can't unveil

                      From heaven to hell is a journey, a journey of time
                      In punishmeny and pain in seek of salvation
                      Another knight awaits...
                      http://sleague.apolyton.net/index.php?title=Home
                      http://totalfear.blogspot.com/

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                      • voice of contention, hatebreed.

                        If they said they knew the truth
                        They lied.
                        No one said my faith wouldn't be questioned.
                        Been driven to the brink.
                        Because the truth is too hard to accept
                        When you face your mortal enemy.
                        Who ever said, I needed you, lied
                        Who ever said, you knew the truth, lied.
                        Who ever thought they knew my faith, lied
                        And if they think they know now, they ****ing lie.
                        They lie.
                        Where are all your answers now.
                        That you've been called out.
                        I kneel down and mourn for what we had.
                        I can't be there for you now.
                        Hear my voice of contention.
                        It's sad you made me this way.
                        Hear my voice of contention.
                        It's so hard to see this end.
                        Who ever said, I needed you, lied
                        Who ever said, you knew the truth, lied.
                        Who ever thought they knew my faith, lied
                        And if they think they know now, they ****ing lie.
                        You think you know the truth
                        You lie.
                        Where are all your answers now.
                        That you've been called out.
                        I kneel down and mourn for what we had.
                        I can't be there for you now.


                        control it, static-x

                        Everybody, soul and body cold
                        All this sickness, you lost control
                        You can't get it
                        You just don't get it, no
                        You can't get it
                        You got zero

                        Look within me, am I evil enough
                        Memories bring tears of years old
                        You can't get it
                        You just don't get it, no
                        You can't get it
                        You got zero

                        Life - you take it
                        Lies - you fake it
                        Suffer - within me
                        Torn - you break it
                        Life - control it
                        Lies - withhold it
                        Suffer - you're skinny
                        Torn - you're wasted

                        Kids with defects
                        We're all rejects, so
                        Don't forget it, cold inside
                        You can't get it
                        You just don't get it, no
                        You can't get it
                        You got zero

                        Break this take control
                        Take this I control it
                        Break this take control
                        Take this I control it

                        refuse/resist, sepultura.

                        Chaos A.D.
                        Tanks on the streets
                        Confronting police
                        Bleeding the Plebs
                        Raging crowd
                        Burning cars
                        Bloodshed starts
                        Who'll be alive?!

                        Chaos A.D.
                        Army in siege
                        Total alarm
                        I'm sick of this
                        Inside the state
                        War is created
                        No man's land
                        What is this ****?!

                        Refuse/Resist
                        Refuse

                        Chaos A.D.
                        Disorder unleashed
                        Starting to burn
                        Starting to lynch
                        Silence means death
                        Stand on your feet
                        Inner fear
                        Your worst enemy

                        Refuse/Resist
                        Refuse/Resist
                        I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                        [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                        • There's A Girl In Texas
                          (Trace Adkins/Vip Vipperman)



                          When I rode out of Dallas
                          Chasing down a dream
                          I thought I knew what I was looking for
                          But the neon nights have blinded me
                          'Til I'm lost in Tennessee
                          Not sure I know who I am anymore...but

                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          That does

                          You're a truly lovely lady
                          And you sure light up the night
                          I'm a lonely man but I'm leaving here alone
                          I won't try to lie to you
                          About this heart of mine
                          That I can't give that I don't really own...'cause

                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          That does

                          If this dream that I've been chasin'
                          Ever sets me free
                          And I wake up to find it don't need me

                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          That does

                          Yes, there's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          There's a girl in Texas
                          That does
                          Yes, there's a girl in Texas that I still love
                          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                          • ATTRACTIVE FEMALE WANTED
                            (Rod Stewart / Gary Grainger)


                            I'm tired of buying Penthouse and Oui and Hustler
                            It's Friday night I'm all alone still a bachelor
                            She said she'd call me when she'd finished work
                            Haven't heard a word all day
                            I may not be Warren Beatty or Mohammed Ali
                            (Attractive female wanted)
                            I ain't asking a great deal, just a female to move in with me
                            (Attractive female wanted)
                            I'll share all my records, toothbrush and car
                            and color TV, honestly
                            A single girl for my single bed is my remedy
                            (Attractive female wanted)

                            She doesn't have to be a movie star
                            cover of a magazine
                            She can work in a garage all day
                            in the evening some canteen

                            I'm tired of blind dates making silly mistakes
                            It's embarrassing
                            (Attractive female wanted)
                            I've had no complaints
                            but obviously you've guessed
                            no compliments
                            (Attractive female wanted)

                            Won't someone please answer my prayers
                            before I'm old and grey
                            (Attractive female wanted)
                            I've been lonely too long
                            all of my family think I'm gay

                            She doesn't have to be a movie star
                            cover of magazine
                            She can work in a garage all day
                            in the evening some canteen

                            Attractive female wanted
                            Active female wanted
                            I may get drunk stink like a skunk
                            but she'll look after me
                            (Attractive female wanted)
                            Put me to bed ease my aching head
                            and made fuss of me
                            You know what I gonna do
                            Think I'll write a letter
                            to Mr. Hugh Heffner confidentially
                            Dear Sir
                            A single girl for my single bed is my remedy
                            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                            • Ðáßîå ×ñÞóôï ôï ìðïõæïýêé

                              ÔóéôóÜíçò Âáóßëçò

                              E F E F E Dm F E
                              Ðáßîå ×ñÞóôï ôï ìðïõæïýêé, ñßîå ìéá ãëõêéÜ ðåíéÜ
                              Am EF E Dm F E
                              Óáí ãåìßóù ôï êåöÜ-ëé, ãýñíá ôï óôç æåúìðåêéÜ ] 2x
                              Íá ÷ïñÝøù ìåò óôç æÜëç üìïñöá êáé ôáðåéíÜ
                              Ç êáñäéÜ ìïõ åßíáé ìáýñç áð’ ôá ôüóá âÜóáíá ] 2x
                              Ðáßîå ×ñÞóôï Üëëï Ýíá, ìáýñåò óêÝøåéò ìïõ ðåñíïýí
                              ÊÜðïéá ìÝñá ìåò óôç óôñÜôá îáðëùìÝíï èá ìå âñïõí ] 2x

                              Play Hristo the bouzouki, throw a sweet penia
                              As I fill the head, turn it to zebekia x2
                              To dance in the dizzyness nicely and humbly
                              My heart is black from the so tortures x2
                              Play Hristo another one, black thoughts passing by me
                              Some day laied down on the strata they'll find me x2

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                              • Ôá ðïëý÷ñùìÜ óïõ ìÜôéá
                                ÍôáëÜñáò Ãéþñãïò
                                ÌïõóéêÞ/Óôß÷ïé: ÊïõãéïõìôæÞò Óôáýñïò
                                ÁðïóôïëÝáò: ÈïäùñÞò
                                ÓôÜëèçêå : 10-11-2002
                                E E7 Am
                                Ìç ìïõ ëåò ðùò óå ìáëþíù
                                E7 Am E
                                Óôá êáëÜ êáèïýìåíá
                                E7 Am
                                ÊÜôé åßäá êÜôé îÝñù
                                E7 Am E7 Am
                                Êé Ý÷ù ðñïçãïýìåíá
                                Dm Am
                                Ôá ðïëý÷ñùìÜ óïõ ìÜôéá
                                E
                                íá ôá Ý÷åéò ÷áìçëÜ
                                Dm Am

                                ¸ôóé ðïõ íá ðåñðáôÜù
                                E7 Am E7 Am
                                Ìå ôï ìÝôùðï øçëÜ
                                Ìå æáëßæïõí ïé ìáôéÝò óïõ

                                Êáé ìå ðÜíå öõëáêÞ

                                ¼ôáí ñß÷íåéò ôéò öùôéÝò óïõ

                                Ìéá åäþ êáé ìéá åêåß

                                Don't tell me I scold you
                                On the nicely of the seated
                                Something I saw something I know
                                And I have past ones
                                Your multicolored eyes
                                Keep them low
                                As that I walk
                                With front high
                                Your gaze dizzyfy me
                                And they take me to jail
                                When you throw your fires
                                Here and there

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