Ceriza's playlist - Songs about life



Ce spune o melodie preferata despre tine?
Spune ca esti romantic sau dur, explica celorlalti de ce esti rasist sau accepti lumea in culori.O melodie preferata dezvaluie uneori ceea ce nici tu nu stiai despre tine.Arata poate directia pe care o vei urma.

Toti avem melodii pe care le iubim la un moment dat si pe care , mai apoi , nu dorim sa le auzim.Sunt cantece legate de o iubire gone bad, de o carte care ne.a dezamagit profund, sau un film care ne intristeaza cu fiecare vizionare.

Exista melodii care ne reprezinta tot timpul si melodii ce sustin o anume stare de spirit a momentului.

So enjoy una din melodiile care ma reprezinta!Dar pe tine? Ce melodie te reprezinta?



Versuri:
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Look at me, look at me
hands in the air like it's good to be
ALIVE
and I'm a famous rapper
even when the paths're all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to "De Colores"
And "I'm Proud to be an American"
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look:

I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome

I can see your face on the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone

Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
ALIVE
In such a small world
All curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
I can split the atoms of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule

Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let'em all die in exasperation
Have'em all grilled leavin lacerations
Have'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like'em and
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
and I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handle bars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars
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I can ride my bike with no handlebars....





Era o zi superba de vara.Un pic de timp petrecut alaturi de sora mea si de mama.A urmat o ora plina de revederi pe Motoare si apoi un tur de parc pe bicicleta.

E un sentiment extrem de placut sa vezi oameni facand sport.Societatea se destinde, se relaxeaza si parca oamenii devin mai buni.
Parcul era plin la ora 21.00.O bicicleta sigura si una care ruleaza in zig-zag, ambele inchiriate, ambele dornice de plimbare, isi fac intrarea in parcul Izvor.
Aerul e inca destul de incarcat, iar traficul se taraste incadrand intreaga zona verde.
Familii intregi au iesit sa faca sport.Role, biciclete sau doar alergat, toate se intalnesc aici.Fiecare depune efort in ritmul sau.
Eu incerc sa evit un catelus si nimeresc in iarba.Lumea probabil rade, dar mie nu imi pasa.Privesc bicicleta cazuta in iarba si ma gandesc ca este un moment special din viata mea.

Asa se formeaza povestea unei vieti.Din momente simple, stupide, din erori si greseli uriase, din aplauze si medalii, din poze si vanatai, din sarutari in noapte si privitul stelelor pe plaja.

Imi ridic bicicleta si pornim iar.
Cant "I can ride my bike with no handlebars...."
Zambesc.

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