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Mama - Il Divo



[Verse 1]
Mama thank you for who I am
Thank you for all the things I'm not
Forgive me for the words unsaid
For the times
I forgot

[Verse 2]
Mama remember all my life
You showed me love,You sacrificed
Think of those young and early days
How I've changed
along the way

[Bridge]
And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I'm sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
I miss you, I miss you

[Verse 3]
Mama forgive the times you cried
Forgive me for not making right
All of the storms I may have caused
And I've been wrong
Dry your eyes

[Bridge]

[Verse 4]
Mama I hope this makes you smile
I hope you're happy with my life

At peace with every choice I made
How I've changed
Along the way
And I know you believed in all of my dreams
And I owe it all to you, Mama

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This song is fantasic! The rythm is good while combining between ballad and opera. I don't usually like listening to opera, 'cause I find that I can't stand listening to the voice that is not real (peole tend to sing with a raising theme of tongue in opera)
The lyric is meaningful enough to get through without mistake . The child shows his grateful thought about what he thinks of her mom. That is all what is so-called heartwarming love to her.
To me, myself, I couldn't imagine the day that mom left me and come to somewhere far away, I couldn't put up with living without her once even though sometimes I find it's just not right to be a kid forever...
To all people who still have a MAMA to be with, or those who have lost their most precious person. Be strong to catch up with the busy life but be flexible while drowning into peaceful arms of those you love.
:heart:

QUELQUE CHOSE DANS MON COEUR - ELSA



Mes parents me voient trop p'tite
mes copains me grandissent trop vite
même si je leur tiens encore la main
quelque chose me tire vers demain
quand j'balade une douce tristesse
en vieilles tennis et slack US
j'aimerai que le temps s'accélère
des fois je voudrais tout foutre en l'air

Quelque chose dans mon cœur
me parle de ma vie
entre un grand mystère qui commence
et l'enfance qui finit
quelque chose dans mon cœur
fait craquer ma vie
une drôle d'envie une impatience
et la peur que j'oublie qui je suis
qui je suis

Je voudrais faire le tour de la terre
devenir une autre Ava Gardner
écrire avec mon écriture
mes passions secrèts sur les mûrs
tout savoir de ces moments
que j'ai vu dans des films seulement
et pouvoir revenir en arrière
pleurer dans les jupes de ma mère

quelque chose dans mon cœur...

quand je dors pas seule dans la nuit
seule dans la ville endormie
il y a des voix qui me chuchotent tout bas
une histoire qui n'est rien qu'à moi

quelque chose dans mon cœur...

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To some people, French music is somehow played with a sorrow rythm. To me, whenever listen to a French song, they remind me of the countryside that I lived and visited in the past, during the time I was in America. Are these any connect between the American land and European's? Anyways, I'm the one who loves soft music and rain, and I really feel at ease while listening to them in the rainfall season night.

CAN YOU HEAR ME (EURO 2008)



I remember that I can still feel you
Sometimes I’m blind but I see you
You are here but so far away

The times when you wanna.. I’m missing you
Makes me feel like I’m spinning
Sometimes you get what you gain

I’m on a coaster-collision
Am not about to give in
Can’t explain my position or the condition that I’m in.

Where I am is no limit, no walls, no ceilings
No intermission, so let
Let the party begin.

(Chorus)
Hey.. Hey.. Hey all the way
DJ let it play.
Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?
Oooow

Hey.. Hey.. Hey all the way
DJ let it play.
Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?
Oooow

Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me?
Oooow

Don’t you mean that you’re my vision
I gotta make a decision
Do I go, do I stay? (Stay)

You’ve gotten into my system
You are in control of my mental
I need to mean for a stay …

I’m on a coaster-collision
Am not about to give in
Can’t explain my position or the condition that I’m in.

Where I am is no limit, no walls, no ceilings
No intermission, so let
Let the party begin

(Chorus)
Hey.. Hey.. Hey all the way
DJ let it play.
Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?
Oooow

Hey.. Hey.. Hey all the way
DJ let it play.
Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?
Oooow

Oooow Oooow Oooow Oooow Oooow Oooow
Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me?

Hey.. Hey.. Hey all the way
DJ let it play.
Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?
Can You Hear Me?
(repeat 5x)

HALF THE WORLD AWAY-Secret Garden

Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy




SEXY, NAUGHTY, BITCHY
TATA YOUNG

I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a Bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty Bitchy me
I'm the kind of girl that girls don't like
I'm the kind that boys fantasize
I'm the kind that your momma and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like
I may seem unapproachable
But that's only to the boys who don't have the right approach or ride that makes a girl like me wanna hop in and roll
People think it's intimidating
When a girl is cool with her sexuality
I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a Bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty Bitchy me
My mouth never takes a holiday
I always shock with the things I say
I was always the kid in school who turned up to each class bout an hour late and
When it comes to the guys I'd lay,
I'd always pick the ones who won't figure out that
I was clearly rebel to the idea of monogamy
People think it's intimidating
When a girl is cool with her sexuality
I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a Bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty Bitchy me
Sexy sexy sexy naughty naughty naughty bitchy bitchy bitchy...me
Sexy sexy sexy naughty naughty naughty bitchy bitchy bitchy...me
People think it's intimidating
When a girl is cool with her sexuality
I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a Bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty Bitchy me
I like all of my shorts to be a little too shorty
Unlike all of my guys I like them tall with money
I love all of my nights to end a little bit nasty
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
I pick my Skirts to be sexy
Just like my thoughts a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls.....bitchy
Can't change I am sexy naughty bitchy me

Đi Học

ĐI HỌC

ANH KHANG-QUANG THẮNG







Hôm qua em đến trường, mẹ dắt tay từng bước....
Hôm nay mẹ lên nương, một mình em đến lớp
Hương rừng thơm đồi vắng, nước suối trong thầm thì
Cọ xòe ô che nắng, râm mát đường em đi...


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Tình cờ nghe lại bản nhạc, nhạc remix, nghe hơi lạ, nhưng giai điệu quen thuộc đó không làm tôi khó chịu.

uhm, để xem nào, lần đầu tiên tôi nghe nó là vào khi nào nhỉ? Cách đây hơn 10 năm là ít..A, khi tôi còn nhỏ tôi thường thích được làm người lớn, nhưng khi đã lớn rồi, thì lại ước mơ chỉ cần được làm đứa con nít thôi, buổi trưa không làm gì cả, chỉ cần...ngủ, đợi cha mẹ đi làm rồi thì lại lẻn ra ngoài đường giăng nắng, trèo cây..hic..nghĩ lại vui thật...Ước gì...

CUPPY CAKE



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To: Marry & Noah, my beloved little American friends....

Le petit garcon




Claude François - Donna Donna Lyric

Il était une fois un petit garçon
Qui vivait dans une grande maison
Sa vie n'était que joie et bonheur
Et pourtant au fond de son cœur
Il voulait devenir grand
Rêvait d'être un homme.
Chaque soir il y pensait
Quand sa maman le berçait

Chorus :
Donna Donna Donna Donna
Tu regretteras le temps
Donna Donna Donna Donna
Où tu étais un enfant

Puis il a grandi, puis il est parti
Et il a découvert la vie
Les amours déçues, la faim et la peur
Et souvent au fond de son cœur
Il revoyait son enfance
Rêvait d'autrefois
Tristement il y pensait
Et il se souvenait

Chorus:

Parfois je pense à ce petit garçon,
Ce petit garçon que j'étais.

Transparent lies_Alexz Johnson





furtive lies and insinuation
all designed to tarnish my reputation
and devised by you
without explanation
tell me why
why ya spreading all these lies

i try hard to end all this choas
but when you desparaged me
you betray us said we'd bee friends untill the end and now im crushed tell me why why ya feel need to lie

baby lies
they posin everything in site
those who lie
can never keep track or take them back
baby lies
keep messing with your sleep at night you never can desguise
transparent lies

ooh ooh
what you said contined to taunt me
and the way you scawndered love
well it haunts me
baby
open your eyes and maybe youll see
your heart cries
listen and apologize

baby lies
they posin everything in site
those who lie
can never keep track or take them back baby lies
keep messing with your sleep at night you never can desguise
transparent lies

ive got a story id like to tell
about a girl ,
who loved a guy more then life it self
but he got overwhelmed and undermined himself
telling lies
flagrant lies

lies
ooh ooh
baby lies
Ooh ooh ooh
Transparent Lies
ooh la la ooh ooh
lies lies
lies lies
why ya gotta lie
Lies
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