Month: September 2011

…pentru că în fiecare 8 septembrie moare o mică parte din mine, ca o stea căzătoare.

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Voiam să încep cu trăirile şi emoţiile care te încearcă atunci când studiezi cerul înstelat. Deşi trăim diferit anumite experienţe, indiferent ce privim, suntem legaţi de aceleaşi emoţii. Încă nu găsesc cuvintele potrivite. Voi încerca într-un alt articol, într-o altă vreme. Detaliile tehnice într-un articol viitor.

“I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only wanted one time to see you laughing
I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain

Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
I only wanted to see you bathing in the purple rain

I never wanted to be your weekend lover
I only wanted to be some kind of friend, hey
Baby, I could never steal you from another
It’s such a shame our friendship had to end

Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain

I only wanted to see you underneath the purple rain

Honey, I know, I know, I know times are changin’
It’s time we all reach out for something new, that means you too
You say you want a leader, but you can’t seem to make up your mind
And I think you better close it and let me guide you to the purple rain

Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
If you know what I’m singin’ about up here, come on raise your hand
Purple rain, purple rain
I only want to see you, only want to see you in the purple rain”