Gravity Kills - Goodbye
In a mirror of you, reflections of you, you're showing what you
Feel like inside, Need the power of two, just me and you
An image that you hold in your mind. Sometimes you're
wrong and then sometimes you're right, You don't expect me
to put up a fight. I'm sick and tired of all of your lies
I'm sick and tired and I'm saying goodbye.
I don't need this poison, I don't need control, I don't need forgiveness
I don't need you - You're a shadow of me
what I used to be. I'm fading as the light dims
outside, I know what you need, because I can
see I'm taking over thoughts in your mind. Sometimes
you're wrong and then sometimes you're right, You're in
the dark so I'll turn on the light. I'm sick and tired
of all your lies. I'm fucking tired and I'm saying goodbye
I don't need this poison, I don't need control
I don't need forgiveness, I don't need you
I don't need this poison, I don't need control
I don't need forgiveness, I don't need you
ATB - Let You Go (2005 Reworked)
I've been to all the familiar placesI've been running like a sentence never begun
I've been looking for a way to let you know
I've got nothing left to fill the spaces
I've got nothing but a centre coming undone
I've been doing circles and it shows I've been to all
I've been to all I've been to all the familiar places
I've been running like a sentence never begun
I've been looking for a way to let you know
I've got nothing left to fill the spaces
I've got nothing but a centre coming undone
I've been doing circles and it shows Every cloud in the sky
Every place that I hide
Tell me that I
I was wrong to let you go
Every sound that I hear
Every thought that I fear
Tell me that I
I was wrong
I was wrong to let you go Let you go
Let you go
Let you go It’s the little things that make you crazy
Like the thought of someone touching your skin
I can see you everywhere I go
You could be in a sea of faces
It could be the rumour of your grin
Swimming in the river as it flows Every cloud in the sky
Every place that I hide
Tell me that I
I was wrong to let you go
Every sound that I hear
Every thought that I fear
Tell me that I
I was wrong
I was wrong to let you go Every cloud in the sky
Every sound that I hear Let you go
Juanjo Mur & DJ David Moreno - Radio Activity
Радиоактивность на территории АЭС и в посёлке электростанции уменьшилась в полтора-два раза. Ведётся работа по дезактивации загрязнённых участков, прилегающих к территории АЭС. Продолжается оказание помощи пострадавшим, среди них 18 человек находятся в тяжёлом состоянии. В числе пострадавших иностранных граждан нет.
Frank Sinatra - I Won't Dance
I won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do You know what?, you're lovely
You know what?, you're so lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
'specially when you do the Continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos And that's why
I won't dance, why should I?
I won't dance, how could I?
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance,
So if I hold you in arms I won't dance I won't dance, don't ask me,
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let me feet do things that they want to do You know what?, you're lovely,
Ring-a-ding-ding, you're lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
'specially when you do the Continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos and that's why
I won't dance, I won't dance
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance
So if I hold you in arms I won't dance!!

Clint Mansell – Memories (Someone We'll Never Know)
Moroza_Knozova - Иосиф Бродский - Я обнял эти плечи
Я обнял эти плечи и взглянулна то, что оказалось за спиною,
и увидал, что выдвинутый стул
сливался с освещенною стеною.
Был в лампочке повышенный накал,
невыгодный для мебели истертой,
и потому диван в углу сверкал
коричневою кожей, словно желтой.
Стол пустовал. Поблескивал паркет.
Темнела печка. В раме запыленной
застыл пейзаж. И лишь один буфет
казался мне тогда одушевленным.Но мотылек по комнате кружил,
и он мой взгляд с недвижимости сдвинул.
И если призрак здесь когда-то жил,
то он покинул этот дом. Покинул.

Ben Charest - Belleville Rendez-Vous





