Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Nothing Compares 2 U... And It's Annoying!

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This song has been playing in my head for over a week know. It is annoying me, making me restless. I used to love the song, now I am not sure if I just hate the fact that it is in my head or the song itself.
I should listen to more crap like 'Pinky hain paise waalon ki' or 'Pyar hain hookah bar'. WTF!!


"Nothing Compares 2 U"
- Sinead O'Connor

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since u took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since u took your love away

Since u been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues

`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares 2 u

It's been so lonely without u here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong

I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor and guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said, "Girl, you better try to have fun no matter what you do."
But he's a fool

`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares 2 u

All the flowers that u planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when u went away
I know that living with u baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try

Nothing compares
Nothing compares 2 u
Nothing compares
Nothing compares 2 u
Nothing compares
Nothing compares 2 u











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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Gloomy Sunday (on a Tuesday)

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Ah well... I did listen to the song on Sunday and meant to post it earlier... but just got caught up in some stuff.




Gloomy Sunday is a beautiful song... the lyrics are supposedly depressive. Depends on how one looks at it. But, this song has a past... a disturbing past. 
Originally, it was composed by Hungarian composer Rezső Seress. Lyrics were written by László Jávor, and in his version the song was retitled "Szomorú vasárnap" 
The song was first recorded in Hungarian by Pál Kalmár in 1935.

The translation of the original lyrics courtesy Wikipedia are...

"Szomorú Vasárnap száz fehér virággal,
Vártalak kedvesem templomi imával,
Álmokat kergető Vasárnap délelőtt,
Bánatom hintaja nélküled visszajött,
Azóta szomorú mindig a
Vasárnap Könny csak az italom kenyerem a bánat...
Szomorú Vasárnap.
Utolsó vasárnap kedvesem gyere el Pap is lesz,
koporsó, ravatal, gyászlepel Akkor is virág vár,
virág és - koporsó Virágos fák alatt utam az utolsó
Nyitva lesz szemem hogy még egyszer lássalak
Ne félj a szememtől holtan is áldalak..."


"On a sad Sunday with a hundred white flowers,
I awaited for you my dear with a church prayer,
That dream chasing Sunday morning,
The chariot of my sadness returned without you,
Ever since then, Sundays are always sad,
tears are my drink, bread is my sorrow... Sad Sunday.
It's the last Sunday dear, please come along,
There will even be priest, coffin, catafalque, hearse-cloth.
Even then flowers will be awaiting you,
Flowers and coffin under blossoming (flowering in Hungarian) trees my journey shall be the last,
My eyes will be open, so that I can see you one more time,
Don't be frightened from my eyes as I'm blessing you even in my death... Last Sunday."

The original translation though melancholic, is also a little weird. 
The disturbing part about the song is that it has become something of an urban legend... and is said to have driven many a listener to suicide. 
In my opinion, the veracity of these claims are arguable... even if the song could be connected to a few suicides it may not be proved it was directly responsible to instigate a person to commit the act... the fact may be that the person already in a suicidal mood would listen to songs that complement the mood and this might just as easily be one of the songs they listened to... just as easily as it could have been 'Don't Worry, Be happy'.

I listened to the English version of the song by Billie Holiday... the video which I have put up above... and the lyrics here...
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are said I know
Let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressin' you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessin' you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart, dear
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin' you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday




Sunday, June 03, 2012

Love You Too Much To Be Your Friend

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I stopped sending flowers to your apartment
You said you aren't home much anymore
I stopped dropping by without an appointment
Cause I'd hear laughter coming through your door.

Sometimes late at night you'll still call me
Just before you close your eyes to sleep
You make me vow to try and stop by sometime
Baby that's a promise I can't keep.

I love you too much to ever start liking you
So lets just let the story kinda end
I love you too much to ever start liking you
So don't expect me to be your friend.

I don't walk down through the village or other places
That we used to go to all the time
I'm trying to erase you from my memory
Cause thinking of you jumbles up my mind.

You always act so happy when I see you
You smile that way you take my hand and then
Introduce me to your latest lover
That's when I feel the walls start crashing in.

(Don't Expect Me To Be Your Friend - Lobo)


Saturday, December 17, 2011

Sulking On A Saturday

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There are these days when you wake up with a song playing in your head… And today is Saturday… I should have been expecting a peppy party number. But, I am in Kuwait… and if you don’t work for one of those oil companies or the ministry, chances are you’d be waking up all groggy eyed and getting ready for work.


The thought of working on a day the rest of the world is enjoying sleeping in late, is a huge mood dampener. Now, combine that with waking up with a beautiful yet melancholic song in your head. Worse, it fits your situation to the T.
Haah! There’s your bummer!


Haunting as the song is, the voice of Kishore Kumar adds that emotional weight to the rendition. I can’t really remember the movie and the situation within it for the song. But, here is a situation… hmmm… no situation… I promised someone I would not let myself go. (By the way, jaan… get well soon!)




 
 

Mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi rah gaya…
Mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi rah gaya…
Jo likha tha aansuon ke sangh beh gaya…

Mera jeevan
Mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi rah gaya…

Ek hawa ka jhoka aaya,
Ek hawa ka jhoka aaya, toota dali se phool,
Toota dali se phool…
Na pavan ki na chaman ki.. kiski hain yeh bhool…
kiski hai yeh bhool…
Kho gayi… kho gayi khusbhoo hawa mein, kuch na reh gaya… 

Mera jeevan…
Mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi rah gaya…

Udte panchi ka tikhana,
Udte panchi ka tikhana… Mera na koi jahaan…
Mera na koi jahaan…
Na dagar hain, na khabar hain… jaana hain mujhko kahaan…
Jaana hain mujhko kahaan.
Bann ke sapna… bann ke sapna, humsafar ka saath reh gaya…  

Mera jeevan…
Mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi rah gaya…


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

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Sometimes songs and poetry have already been there where you are right now...



Samajh mein na aayaa, ke har ek khushi se,
yeh dil aaj bezaar kyun ho gayaa hain

Tere gham mein behte hue aansoon se,
na jaane humein pyaar kyun ho gayaa hain

Ke bhoole se bhi ab kabhi muskuraana
na dil chaahta hai, na hum chaahte hain

Tere pyar ko iss tarah se bhulaana
na dil chaahta hai, na hum chaahte hain

Jo such tha usse ek fasaana banaana
na dil chaahta hai, na hum chaahte hain











Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Aur Ho (My current 'lost in' track)

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With the combination of the lyrics and the music (a haunting tune) - though it does not sound very different from A. R. Rahman’s other tunes –it is quite a lovely song.
Loved Mohit Chauhan’s voice… His voice grows on you.

I haven’t seen the video… I imagine it would be sort of a background song in the movie…

But, I have my own song visualization in my head.
A desolate, cracked salt pan… craggy trees if any… fires of hell… black flowing shadows circling, creeping… disturbed flock of ravens… a disembodied voice singing…

Ok… I agree… I have a creepy imagination! :D


Aur Ho
(Rockstar)
Meri bebasi ka bayaan hai
bas chal raha na iss ghadi
Meri bebasi ka bayaan hai
bas chal raha na iss ghadi

Ras hasrat ka nichod doon
Kas baahon mein aa tod doon
Chaahoon kya jaanu naa
Chheen loon chhod doon
Iss lamhe kya kar jaaun
Iss lamhe kya kar jaaun..
Iss lamhe ko kar doon
jo mujhe chain mile aaraam mile

Aur ho.. Aur ho
Saans ka shor ho aanch bhi aur badhe
Aur ho.. Aur ho
Saans ka shor ho taap bhi aur chadhe
Aur ho.. Aur ho
Aur mile hum.. aur bhi jal jaaye

Tujhe pehli baar main milta hoon har dafaa
Meri bebasi ka bayaan hai

Tujhe chheen loon ya chhod doon
Maang loon yaa mod doon
Iss lamhe kya kar jaaun
Iss lamhe kya kar doon
Jo mujhe chain mile aaram mile


Aur ho.. Aur ho
Saans ka shor ho aanch bhi aur badhe
Aur ho.. Aur ho
Saans ka shor ho taap bhi aur chadhe
Aur ho.. Aur ho
Aur mile hum.. aur bhi jal jaaye


[chorus / alaap] 

Main hasrat mein ek uljhi dor hua
Suljha de...ho ho...
Main dastak hoon
Tu bandh kiwaado sa
Khul ja re... ho ho...
O bebasi mann mein basi
Jeete jeete jee le sapna

Aur ho.. Aur ho
Saans ka shor ho aanch bhi aur badhe
Aur ho.. Aur ho
Aur mile hum.. aur bhi jal jaaye

Ruke se naa ruke
Ye naa thake
Aandhi si jo chale inn saanso ki
Pata bhi naa chale kahaan pe kya jale
Hai darr se tann-mann ki siharan se
Hasrat ki sulgan se
Bhadke aur shola shola
Jale bujhe dhuaan dhuaan
O dhuaan dhuaan
Lage mujhe dhuaan dhuaan o

Meri bebasi ka bayaan hai
Meri bebasi ka bayaan hai
Meri bebasi ka bayaan hai




Monday, November 14, 2011

Where The Wild Roses Grow

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Where The Wild Roses Grow
Written by: Nick Cave
Sung by: Nick Cave & Kylie Minogue

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name is Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name is Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose
He Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "if I show you the roses will you follow?"

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

Tuesday, November 08, 2011

The Reason

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At times, we feel that our world has come to a standstill. There doesn’t seem to be a need to go on and life is a drag. We try to find a reason to blame our depression on… sometimes it is the place we are at, or the job we have, or it could even be the relationship we share with someone.
Mostly, it takes a long time to move on from that point… and at least one of the reasons we blame have to be addressed for us to gain some semblance of sanity.
But, in some rare cases, there comes in to our life a REASON to live… to start life afresh… to smile again, all depression forgotten.
This is for the reason of my joy!  :)

The Reason
-- Hoobastank


I'm not a perfect person
There're many things I wish I didn't do...
But I continue learning...
I never meant to do those things to you,
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with every day
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you...

I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you

I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is YOU.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A Scoundrel Heart!

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Love the song...
And the lyrics... bas, humaari dil ki baat (words from my heart)!

 Kya kare zindagi isko hum jo mile,
 Iski jaan kha gaye, raat din ke gile
 Raat din gile…

 Meri aarzoo... kamini,
 Mere khwab bhi kaminey,
 Ek dil se dosti thi, yeh huzoor bhi kaminey,
 Kya kare zindagi isko hum jo mile,
 Iski jaan kha gaye, raat din ke gile…

 Kabhi zindagi se maanga, pinjre mein chaand la do,
 Kabhi laalten deke, kaha aasmaa pe taango

 
Jeene ke sab kareene the hamesha se kaminey,
 Kaminey kaminey kaminey kaminey,
 Meri daastaan kamini, mere raasten kaminey,
 Ek dil se dosti thi, yeh huzoor bhi kaminey…
 
 Jiska bhi chehra cheela, andar se aur nikla,
 Masoom sa kabootar naacha to mor nikla,
 Kabhi hum kaminey nikle, kabhi doosre kaminey,
 Kaminey kaminey kaminey kaminey,
 Meri dosti kamini, mere yaar bhi kaminey,
 Ek dil se dosti thi, yeh huzoor bhi kaminey…

Immortal!

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Some words strike the right chords... some twist and turn in you...
Some feelings are like amputated limps... you don't have them... yet there is a ghostly pain.

Awesome video too ;)




I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone

 These wounds won't seem to heal; this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

 When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me

 You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

 These wounds won't seem to heal; this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along

When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me, me, me



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