Si se pare ca asta a fost saptamana live-urilor si chiar a fost misto. Fiecare dintre noi a ales versiuni ale unor piese care transmit, cu care ne indetificam sau care pur si simplu suna bine. Astazi am stat sa ma gandesc daca sa caut ceva pentru Necrutatoru’ care-si pune pirostriile sau sa pun ceva pt mine. Si pentru ca toata lumea stie cat sunt de altruist, cat de mult ma daruiesc celor din jur…am ales sa pun o piesa pentru mine :))).
Bineinteles, nu-l uit nici pe Senor Mircicos si-i transmit si pe aceasta cale sa fie fericit si sa se iubeasca mult si des :). Mai multe…diseara la local.
Revenind la piesa de azi, am ales ceva ce nu am ascultat de ceva vreme, dar in care ma regasesc in cateva parti. E o piesa care ma intristeaza dar ma si bucura in acelasi timp, azi o aleg pentru partea de lumina pe care mi-o transmite: Vienna Teng – The Tower
Vienna Teng – The Tower
The one who survives by making the lives Of others worthwhile She’s coming apart Right before my eyes The one who depends on the services she renders To those who come knocking She’s seeing too clearly what she can’t be What understanding defies
She says I need not to need Or else a love with intuition Someone who reaches out to my weakness And won’t let go I need not to need I’ve always been the tower But now I feel like I’m the flower trying to bloom in snow
She turns up the light Anticipating night falling tenderly around her Watches the dusk The words won’t come She carries the act so convincingly The fact is sometimes she believes it She can be happy with the way things are Be happy with the things she’s done
And yet I need not to need Or else a love with intuition Someone who reaches out to my weakness And won’t let go I need not to need I’ve always been the tower But now I feel like I’m the flower trying to bloom in snow
Reach out, hold back Where is safety Reach out and hold back Where is the one who can change me Where is the one The one
Reach out, hold back Where is safety Reach out and hold back Where is the one who can save me Where is the one The one
I need not to need Or else a love with intuition Someone who reaches out to my weakness And won’t let go I need not to need I’ve always been the tower But now I feel like I’m the flower trying to bloom in snow
I feel like I’m the flower trying to bloom in the snow The danger and the power Friend and the foe
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