Archive for December, 2009

Depeche Mode – Freelove

Нужно ли е да споменавам, че обожавам тази песен?! 😉

Според wikipedia, този single излиза през 2001 в САЩ и Великобритания. Аз попаднах на него от една папка, която някой ми беше дал преди време – “Best Ballads”. Слушам си я тези дни, на което се дължат и зачестилите ми постове ;).

Веднага се сетих, че съм я чувала някога преди и винаги съм я харесвала страшно много, само че кой да знае през далечната 2001 как се казва и кой я изпълнява…:)

Сега разполагам със свободно време да слушам и преоткривам -> лукс, който не можех да си позволя в Дания през предходните няколко месеца.

То не беше суматоха при настаняването, опознаване на града, на нощния живот, колегите, привикване към живота в Дания като цяло. После започнаха лекции, проекти, работа, втора, трета.., ментор компания, още лекции и още, и още от всичко.

И американски сериали – Dr. House, True Blood, Vampire Diaries, Heroes, V. и още много, които ме разсейваха в промеждутъците.

Ето защо бях станала доста комерсиална по едно време. (да, търся си оправдания! :P). Та реших да понаваксам и ето първото от няколкото попадения.

Едно позабравено от мен, но току що преоткрито съкровище, което ще прибавя в набъбващата папка “Total Favorites for life“. 🙂

Таймингът също е перфектен този път, затова и удебеленият шрифт е почти навсякъде… 🙂

Стига подробности, наслаждавайте се на песента!

Весели Празници! 😉

P.S. Специален поздрав за едно момче, което май също я преоткри покрай мен (а покрай блога ми и още много други, надявам се ;)).

If you’ve been hiding from love
If you’ve been hiding from love
I can understand where you’re coming from

I can understand where you’re coming from

If you’ve suffered enough
If you’ve suffered enough
I can understand what you’re thinking of
I can see the pain that you’re frightened of

And I’m only here
To bring you free love

Let’s make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

I’ve been running like you
I’ve been running like you
Now you understand why I’m running scared

Now you understand why I’m running scared

I’ve been searching for truth
I’ve been searching for truth
And I haven’t been getting anywhere
No I haven’t been getting anywhere

And I’m only here
To bring you free love
Let’s make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

Hey girl
You’ve got to take this moment
Then let it slip away
Let go of complicated feelings

Then there’s no price to pay

We’ve been running from love
We’ve been running from love
And we don’t know what we’re doing here

No we don’t know what we’re doing here

We’re only here
Sharing our free love

Let’s make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

Agnieszka Chylińska – Nie mogę Cię zapomnieć (I Cannot Forget You)

This song will always remind me of a Polish friend I found in Denmark.

Kamilka, this song is for you! 😉

Kochac cie, to miec w sercu ciern i go z bolem czuc co dnia.
Boli mnie kazdy krok, kazda mysl, nosze w sobie ja co dnia.
Jak mam z serca wyrwac cie? To jak przestac zyc i nie wiedziec co to strach.
Moze czas by ten ciern, zakwitl w nas…Chce ci tyle dac.

Chce bys mnie mial. Nie moze nam sie nic juz stac…Nie jestes sam.
Nie moze nam sie nic juz stac…Juz czas, dzis.
Otwieram sie i chce bys byl chce bys tu byl.
Nie moge cie zapomniec.

A noc i zlo niech spi niech drzy (aaa)
a ty juz chodz juz badz juz snij.
Dzis nie boje sie, wziac tego co jest dobre. Dzis nie boje sie bo kochasz mnie ty.

(Chce ci tyle dac chce bys mnie mial chce bys mnie mial)

bo kochasz mnie ty.
Nic nie moze sie stac nie jestes sam nie jestes sam.
Chce ci tyle dac chce bys mnie mial chce bys mnie mial.
Nic nie moze sie stac nie jestes sam, nie jestes sam (sam sam sam sam sam sam sam)

chce ci tyle dac chce bys mnie mial chce bys mnie mial.
Nic nie moze sie stac nie jestes sam, nie jestes sam.
Chce ci tyle dac chce bys mnie mial chce bys mnie mial.
Nic nie moze sie stac nie jestes sam, nie jestes sam (sam sam sam)

Placebo – Every you Every me

Няма как да не сте чували тази песен, особено ако през 1999г. сте били достатъчно големи, за да гледате Секс Игри (Cruel Intentions) ;).

Да, това е саундтракът от първия и единствения що-годе добър филм от триголията. Другите два не просто, че не се открояват с добър подбор на музика, но дори и за най-непретенциозните зрители не представляваха оосбен итерес.

Поредните плоски, незадълбочени в историята продукции на американската кино индустрия… (Вече взех леко да изгрубявам, ама така става, като чета дълги нареждащи “ревюта” на разни добри и не толкова филми :D)

Ако не друго, поне музиката остава добър привкус след такива филми 🙂

Така че enjoy! 😛

Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion’s spent.
My hearts a tart, your body’s rent.
My body’s broken, yours is bent.

Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there’s nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.

Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use.
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.

In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there’s nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me…he

Sucker love is known to swing.
Prone to cling and waste these things.
Pucker up for heavens sake.
There’s never been so much at stake.

I serve my head up on a plate.
It’s only comfort, calling late.
Cuz there’s nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me…he

Every me and every you,
Every Me…he

Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I’m selfish, I’m unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.

All alone in space and time.
There’s nothing here but what here’s mine.
Something borrowed, something blue.
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me…he

Every me and every you,
Every Me…he [x4]

Bruce Springsteen — Streets Of Philadelphia

Уникална песен, уникален глас…Каквото и да пее, с този глас винаги ме кара да се чувствам леко заамяна и спокойна… почти като в транс 😉

I was bruised and battered and I couldnt tell
What I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window I didn’t know
My own face
Oh brother are you gonna leave me
Wastin´away
On the streets of philadelphia

I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of philadelphia

Aint no angel gonna greet me
Its just you and I my friend
My clothes don’t fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip the skin

The night has fallen, Im lyinawake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of philadelphia

500 Days of Summer & Carla Bruni – Quelq’un m’a dit

Не бях гледала нормален 90-минутен филм откакто… откакто дойдох в Дания. Почти 4 месеца.

Някак си не ми се започваше като знаех, че ще загубя час и половина.. И до тази вечер гледах само и единствено следващата серия на поредния американски сериал.

След рекламата, която Мимз направи на 500 Days with Summer, обаче, не се сдържах и реших, че точно този ще си заслужава изгубеното време.

И бях права. И тя е права- филмът е страхотен! Не мога да се съглася само с едно нещо.. Това не е драма.

Това е .. “реалистична” романтична комедия, която разбира се завършва с хепи енд (да не забравяме, че става дума за комерсиално американско кино ;)).

Но са се постарали в избора на саундртак и резултатът е налице – имам си ново парче, което ще добавя в папката total favorites for life! 🙂

Текстът звучи толкова по-различно и красиво на френски.. Че си мисля колко е жалко, че не мога да го използвам и забравям все повече с всеки изминал ден..

Добавих и английски превод, защото трябва да разберете за какво пее, за да усетите колко уникална всъщност е тази песен! 🙂

Гарантирам, че след няколко прослушвания ще си тананикате “Quelq’un m’a dit que.. tu m’aimes encore..hmmm hmmm” ;).

On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s’en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit…

Refrain
Que tu m’aimais encore,
C’est quelqu’un qui m’a dit que tu m’aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors ?

On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous
Qu’il ne nous donne rien et qu’il nous promet tout
Parais qu’le bonheur est à portée de main,
Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit …

Refrain

Mais qui est ce qui m’a dit que toujours tu m’aimais?
Je ne me souviens plus c’était tard dans la nuit,
J’entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits
“Il vous aime, c’est secret, lui dites pas que j’vous l’ai dit”
Tu vois quelqu’un m’a dit…

Que tu m’aimais encore, me l’a t’on vraiment dit…
Que tu m’aimais encore, serais ce possible alors ?

On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos tristesses il s’en fait des manteaux,
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit que…

Refrain

———————-

English Translation:

I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,
They pass like an instant, like wilting roses.
I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard
Making its coat of our sorrows.
Yet someone told me…

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well ? Could that be possible?

I’m told that fate makes fun of us,
That it gives us nothing and promises everything,
When happiness seems to be within our reach,
We reach out and find ourselves like fools.
Yet someone told me…

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well ? Could that be possible?

Well ? Could that be possible?

So who said that you still loved me?
I don’t remember any more, it was late at night,
I can still hear the voice, but I can no longer see the face,
“He loves you, it’s secret, don’t tell him I told you.”
You see, someone told me

That you still loved me
Did someone really tell me?
That you still loved me
Well, could that be possible?

I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,
Passing in an instant, like wilting roses,
I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard,
Making its coat of our sadnesses.

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well ? Could that be possible?

Six core principles of good management + Lauryn Hill – Doo Wop (That Thing)

Nowaydays, I try to read, watch, listen to everything in connection with management, marketing etc.

I came upon this video in the latest blog post in Guy Kawalski’s web blog.

In 10 minutes the creator of the video summarizes the book “Awsomely Simple” by John Spence and gives an overview of the six core principles for good company management.

And here’s my traditional song..

Lauryn Hill – Doo Wop (That Thing)

Girls you know you better watch out
some guys,some guys are only about
that thing, that thing, that thing

It’s been three weeks since you’ve been looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
‘Member when he told you he was ’bout the Benjamins
You act like you ain’t hear him then gave him a little trim
To begin, how you think you really gon’ pretend
Like you wasn’t down then you called him again
Plus when you give it up so easy you ain’t even fooling him
If you did it then, then you probably f*** again
Talking out your neck sayin’ you’re a Christian
A Muslim sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon’ tell when the repercussions spin
Showing off your ass ’cause you’re thinking it’s a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it ’cause I’m truly genuine
Don’t be a hardrock when you’re really a gem
Babygirl, respect is just a minimum
Niggas f***ed up and you still defending them
Now Lauryn is only human
Don’t think I haven’t been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn.
It’s silly when girls sell their soul because it’s in
Look at where you be in hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again
Come again, come again, come again, come again

Guys you know you better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing

The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men come in the club like hooligans
Don’t care who they offend popping yang like you got yen
Let’s not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother’s basement
The pretty face, men claiming that they did a bid men
Need to take care of their three and four kids men
They facing a court case when the child’s support late
Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men
The sneaky silent men the punk domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the semen stop acting like boys and be men
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
Come again
Come again, come again, come again, come again

Girls you know you better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing

guys you know you better watch out
some girls, some girls are obnly about
that thing, that thing, that thing