now i’m a believer!!!!!
WEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!!!!!
life rocks
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this is the second time i’m translating this
(the first time, i didn’t save it)
so anyone who saw the first one, forgive me if there are discrepancies
(and i don’t know if this is accurate, either, it’s the best of my ability)
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don’t get mad at me
if i tell you,
that i’ve lost myself
in your eyes
don’t get mad at me
if i tell you,
that i’ve lost myself
in your eyes
whether you know it
or you don’t
whether you accept it
or you don’t
you’ll never find anyone
as crazy about you as me
will you remember me
if i’m not here?
don’t get mad at me
if i tell you
my craziness shall never lessen
no matter how much you protest
nope
my craziness shall never lessen
no matter how much you protest
whether you talk to me
or you don’t
whether you look at me
or you don’t
i’ll even accept it
if you stop meeting me
all of your protests
i shall sustain with laughter
don’t get mad at me
if i tell you
there are thousands of waves
in the river of love
whoever’s sunken in them
has succeeded
there are thousands of waves
in the river of love
whoever’s sunken in them
has succeeded
high or low
low or high
low or high
high or low
i’ll see how i don’t
throw myself at your feet
if i flow away
with these waves
don’t get mad at me
if i tell you
whether you know it
or you don’t
whether you accept it
or you don’t
you’ll never find anyone
as crazy about you as me
don’t get mad at me
if i tell you,
that i’ve lost myself
in your eyes
don’t get mad at me
if i tell you,
that i’ve lost myself
in your eyes
– 1942: a love story
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i’m home from school
(half-day at school today)
i have an hour and a half to go before i go back
because then we go to another school
for my game (reach for the top)
wee haa
i really don’t want to go
i’m going to pray
and then sleep
for an hour
then i’ll go back to school
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cat stevens, my man, comes through again…
’cause if i laugh
just a little bit
maybe i can forget the chance that i didn’t have
to know you
and live
in peace
in peace
oh yeah
’cause if i laugh
just a little bit
maybe i can forget the plans that i didn’t use
to get you
at all
with me
alone
oh yeah
yeah
’cause if i laugh
’cause if i laugh
just a little bit
maybe i can recall the way that i used to be
before you
and sleep
at night
and dream
oh yeah
’cause if i laugh
baby, if i laugh just a little bit…
oh yeah…
– cat stevens
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losĀ·er (loo’zer)
n.
1.
a. One that fails to win: the losers of the game.
b. One who takes loss in a specified way: a graceful loser; a poor loser.
2.
a. One that fails consistently, especially a person with bad luck or poor skills: ālosers at home seeking wealth and glory in undeveloped countriesā (Arthur M. Schlesinger, Jr.).
b. One that is bad in quality: That book is a real loser.
3.
Noaman Ali.
loser
[jargon] An unexpectedly bad situation, program, programmer, or person. Someone who habitually loses. (Even winners can lose occasionally). Someone who knows not and knows not that he knows not. Emphatic forms are “real loser”, “total loser”, and “complete loser” (but not **”moby loser”, which would be a contradiction in terms). Noaman Ali.
loser
\Los”er\, n. 1. One who loses. –South.
2. Noaman Ali.
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note — the “white lord” represents evil (has nothing to do with skin colour, just some reverse symbolism here)
this is a story about the world
and where it’s headed now
and how close we are to it
the white lord had taken it over
no one was there to save it now
no one to save the world
no one cared anyway
people could’ve done something to change it all
but no one moved
all of them were too scared
to move an inch
little did they realize that if they united and worked together
they wouldn’t need any heroes
any superheroes
all they needed was their faith
but it was severely destroyed
nothing going
it’s all over
boom
kaboom
death, hunger, oppression, poverty, disease, suppression, repression
plagued the world
while the white lord and his cronies just got richer and richer
and the poor just got poorer
and the only way to do anything with your life
is to step on others
walk all over them
and/or to compromise your values and beliefs
and this is what people did
and the world went into a period of real darkness
the sun stopped shining the way it used to
the dark dark clouds that never rained gathered all over
they choked and hurt when you’d breathe them in
because they’d come so close to the ground
these clouds weren’t natural, no
there was no more heat, because the sun was blocked out
plants stopped growing
soon animals started dying, too
and the people didn’t have any food
but the rich did
they had their own places
where the sunlight would come in
or they’d manufacture their own artificial light
from the throngs and throngs of slaves that they kept
and they’d grow food, and eat
to their heart’s desire
and they’d throw out more than they would eat in a day
and God looked at it all
and behold,
it was sh!t
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i really like this song
i don’t know why
the music and all
beach boys are geniuses…
round round get around
i get around
yeah
get around round round i get around
i get around
get around round round i get around
from town to town
get around round round i get around
i’m a real cool head
get around round round i get around
i’m makin’ real good bread
i’m gettin’ bugged driving up and down the same old strip
i gotta finda new place where the kids are hip
my buddies and me are getting real well known
yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone
i get around
get around round round i get around
from town to town
get around round round i get around
i’m a real cool head
get around round round i get around
i’m makin’ real good bread
get around round round i get around
i get around
round
get around round round oooo
wah wa ooo
wah wa ooo
wah wa ooo
we always take my car cause it’s never been beat
and we’ve never missed yet with the girls we meet
none of the guys go steady cause it wouldn’t be right
to leave their best girl home now on saturday night
i get around
get around round round i get around
from town to town
get around round round i get around
i’m a real cool head
get around round round i get around
i’m makin’ real good bread
get around round round i get around
i get around
round
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
round round get around
i get around
yeah
get around round round i get around
get around round round i get around
wah wa ooo
get around round round i get around
oooo ooo ooo
get around round round i get around
ahh ooo ooo
get around round round i get around
ahh ooo ooo
get around round round i get around
ahh ooo ooo
– beach boys
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i just noticed
nat king cole’s grammar is terrible
i guess that’s what happens in poetry
and songs
who cares about grammar
properliness and all that other
bullsh!te
love was made for me and you
should be
love was made for you and i
but then it wouldn’t rhyme
isn’t that a shame
really
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btw
i have no intention of going back to the “homeland”
(i dunno why i put out that rhyme…)
i cannot identify myself, culturally, with those in pakistan
or in india
or whatever
my culture is here, in canada
it’s not that i’m part of mainstream canadian culture
but i’m not part of that culture
back “home”
what is home?
i don’t know
i’ve got a new culture
that i’ve got to make
starting from virtual scratch
taking the best of both worlds
i guess…
i don’t know, though
whatever
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