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When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the war of love is for.
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It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It's more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true.
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you.
I'm looking for someone to change my life.
I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she's waiting there for me.
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose.
I'm looking for someone to change my life.
I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew.
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our souls.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It's more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.
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Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
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2013 m. gegužės 6 d. 20:29:44
Kapitalus kūrinys, tiesiog kaip koks Kilimandžaras Karpatuose. Vidurinė dalis negirdėto grožio, o ją įrėminančios dalys puikus energingas rokas.
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2008 m. gruodžio 24 d. 06:42:24
Klausimas (The Moody Blues)
Kodėl niekuomet nesulaukiame atsakymo
Belsdamiesi į duris
Su tūkstančiais milijonais klausimų
Apie neapykantą, mirtį ir karą?
Kur mes sustojame, apsidairome aplink,
Ten mums nebereikia nieko:
Pasaulyje, pilname persekiojimo
Ir degančiame savo godumu.
Kodėl niekuomet nesulaukiame atsakymo
Belsdamiesi į (širdies) duris?
Todėl, kad tiesą sunku iškęsti nutylėjus -
Štai dėl ko karas meilėj egzistuoja.
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Karas ne dėl to, kaip tu kalbi
Darydama visa tai man.
Daugiau dėl to, ko tu sieki,
Kai primeti man savo valią.
O kai sustosi, pagalvosi,
Tu netikėsi, jog tai tiesa:
Kad visa meilė, tavo išdalinta,
Turėjo būti tau skirta.
Ieškau žmogaus,
kuris gyvenimą pakeistų,
Lyg iš dangaus
stebuklas nusileistų.
Ir jei jūs tik suprastumėt,
Kaip su manimi pasielgta,
Kai meilę praradau, kurią pažinau...
kuri mane galėjo saugiai vesti...
(... per žabangas, negandas, vargus)
Kažkur tarp kalnų tylos
Ir dūžtančių jūros garsų
Egzistuoja tokia erdvė,
Kurioj kadaise gyvenau.
Ir ten manęs laukia Ji.
Bet jau pabudęs, nors neprasiblaivęs,
Dar negaliu atskirt:
Ar aš miegu, ar jau miręs,
Ar rinktis Kelią privalau?
Ieškau žmogaus,
kuris gyvenimą pakeistų,
Lyg iš dangaus
stebuklas nusileistų.
Ir jei jūs tik suprastumėt,
Kaip su manimi pasielgta,
Kai meilę praradau, kurią pažinau...
kuri mane galėjo saugiai vesti
Į vaizduotės žemę,
Kurią kadaise pažinau,
Kur iki senatvės
Galėtumėm labiau suvokti
Vienas kito sielos paslaptis.
Karas ne dėl to, kaip tu kalbi
Darydama visa tai man.
Daugiau dėl to, ko tu sieki,
Kai primeti man savo valią.
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Kodėl niekuomet nesulaukiame atsakymo
Belsdamiesi į duris
Su tūkstančiais milijonais klausimų
Apie neapykantą, mirtį ir karą?
Kur mes sustojame, apsidairome aplink
Ten mums nebereikia nieko:
Pasaulyje, pilname persekiojimo
Ir degančiame savo godumu.
Kodėl niekuomet nesulaukiame atsakymo
Belsdamiesi į (širdies) duris?
Moody Blues - Question
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the war of love is for.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It's more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true.
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you.
I'm looking for someone to change my life.
I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she's waiting there for me.
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose.
I'm looking for someone to change my life.
I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew.
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our souls.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It's more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
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A paranoid is someone who knows a little of whats going on. A psychotic is a guy whos just found out whats going on. - William S. Burroughs.