Červenec 2009

Brno - záběry z pohlednic

31. července 2009 v 18:20 | hvezdnysnilek2 |  obrázky na téma









skoro jako v Itálii...



















































Evropa v mracích

31. července 2009 v 2:59 | hvezdnysnilek2 |  obrázky všeho druhu

Led Zeppelin - některé texty

31. července 2009 v 1:40 | hvezdnysnilek2 |  texty písní, hudba












The Immigrant Song

Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.


Kashmir

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.

Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir.

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.

When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there

Let me take you there. Let me take you there





















The Lemon Song

I should have quit you, long time ago.
I wouldn't be here, my children, down on this killin' floor.

I should have listened, baby, to my second mind
Everytime I go away and leave you, darling, you send me the blues way down the line.

Said, people worry I can't keep you satisfied.
Let me tell you baby, you ain't nothin but a two-bit, no-good jive.

Went to sleep last night, worked as hard as I can,
Bring home my money, you take my money, give it to another man.
I should have quit you, baby, such a long time ago.
I wouldn't be here with all my troubles, down on this killing floor.

Squeeze me baby, till the juice runs down my leg.
The way you squeeze my lemon, I'm gonna fall right out of bed.

I'm gonna leave my children down on this killing floor



Pár veselých obrázků

30. července 2009 v 18:16 | hvezdnysnilek2 |  vtipy a vtipné obrázky













Stop Animal Abuse

30. července 2009 v 14:15 | hvezdnysnilek2 |  co nejde zařadit jinam

Pokračování hvězdného snílka

30. července 2009 v 14:05 | hvezdnysnilek2 |  o blogu
Vítám vás na svém staronovém blogu. Na "hvezdnysnilek.blog" jsem už vyčerpala limit na počet vložených obrázků, pokračuji proto zde na novém navazujícím blogu.