Όλα είναι θέμα Χρόνου…
Το λέει και ο Ποιητής.
Το λέει και ο Ποιητής, γιατί ο άνθρωπος μέσα στα χρόνια, βρήκε τρόπο να μετράει το Χρόνο που περνά.
Την Ώρα, την Ημέρα, την Εβδομάδα, το Μήνα, το Έτος, τον Αιώνα και πάει λέγοντας……
Καθώς η Ώρα προχωρά,
Καμιά φορά κάτι βλέπει.
Πως ψάχνουμε όλοι τη Χαρά,
Μα περνά απ’ την τσέπη.
Και τότε λέει στον Ουρανό,
Εδώ στη Γη, κάποιος κλέβει.
Τους δίνω Χρόνο αληθινό
Κι’ όμως δεν περισσεύει.
Πες μου τώρα,
σε πόση Ώρα,
Σε πόσα Χρόνια σχολάς…
Να σου δώσω κάτι
Ένα τρίτο Μάτι
Που και που να με κοιτάς.
Πες μου τώρα,
Σε ποια άλλη χώρα
Θα ‘θελες να περπατάς….
Θες Ευρώπη, Ασία,
Ανθρωποθυσία
Είναι η κάρτα που χτυπάς.
Καθώς η Ώρα προχωρά,
Καμιά φορά κάτι βλέπει.
Πως μπήκαν όλα στη σειρά
Για χιλιάδες “πρέπει”.
Και τότε λέει στον Ουρανό,
Εδώ στη Γη, κάτι έχουν.
Τους δίνω Χρόνο αληθινό
Κι’ όμως να, δεν αντέχουν.
Πες μου τώρα,
σε πόση Ώρα,
Σε πόσα Χρόνια σχολάς…
Να σου δώσω κάτι
Ένα τρίτο Μάτι
Που και που να με κοιτάς.
Πες μου τώρα,
Σε ποια άλλη χώρα
Θα ‘θελες να περπατάς….
Θες Ευρώπη, Ασία,
Ανθρωποθυσία
Είναι η κάρτα που χτυπάς.
Και δεν είναι πως ξεκίνησα μ’ αυτό…
Αλλά να…
Ο Χρόνος είτε είναι Δεσμευτικός, είτε είναι Λυτρωτικός, πέρασε μέσα στα στιχάκια μας και στα τραγούδια μας….
Θέλετε να μπούμε στη Χρονομηχανή;
Επιβιβαστείτε….
Χρονοδείκτες…..Τοποδείκτες…. Όλα είναι ρυθμισμένα…..
Πάρτε το Boarding Pass και πάμε…..
Πατάω το ……ENTER!!!!
[ Το μήνυμα επεξεργάστηκε από: Orfeus on 03-07-2005 17:08 ]
"TIME"
Pink Floyd
Ticking away the moments
that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece
of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run,
you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run
to catch up with the sun,
but it’s sinking
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way,
but you’re older
Shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter,
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet
desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over,
thought I’d something more to say
No Guru, No Method, No Teacher...
[ Το μήνυμα επεξεργάστηκε από: Orfeus on 03-07-2005 17:07 ]
"A LITTLE TIME"
Beautiful South
I need a little time
To think it over
I need a little space
Just on my own
I need a little time
To find my freedom
I need a little...
Funny how quick the milk turns sour
Isn’t it, isn’t it
Your face has been looking like that for hours
Hasn’t it, hasn’t it
Promises, promises turn to dust
Wedding bells just turn to rust
Trust into mistrust
I need a little room
To find myself
I need a little space
To work it out
I need a little room
All alone
I need a little...
You need a little room for your big head
Don’t you, don’t you
You need a little space for a thousand beds
Won’t you, won’t you
Lips that promise - fear the worst
Tongue so sharp - the bubble burst
Just into unjust
I’ve had a little time
To find the truth
Now I’ve had a little room
To check what’s wrong
I’ve had a little time
And I still love you
I’ve had a little...
You had a little time
And you had a little fun
Didn’t you, didn’t you
While you had yours
Do you think I had none
Do you, do you
The freedom that you wanted bad
Is yours for good
I hope you’re glad
Sad into unsad
I had a little time
To think it over
Had a little room
To work it out
I found a little courage
To call it off
I’ve had a little time
I’ve had a little time
I’ve had a little time
I’ve had a little time
Time is Running Out - Muse
I think I'm drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted
now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
ooooohh
TIME IN A BOTTLE .......................................
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with
..............................................Jim Croce
EAGLES
"Wasted Time"
Well baby, there you stand
With your little head, down in your hand
Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening
again
Your baby's gone, and you're all alone
and it looks like the end.
And you're back out on the street.
And you're tryin' to remember.
How will you start it over?
You don't know what became.
You don't care much for a stranger's touch,
But you can't hold your man.
You never thought you'd be alone this far
down the line
And I know what's been on your mind
You're afraid it's all been wasted time
The autumn leaves have got you thinking
about the first time that you fell
You didn't love the boy too much, no, no
you just loved the boy to well, Farewell
So you live from day to day, and you dream
about tomorrow, oh.
And the hours go by like minutes
and the shadows come to stay
So you take a little something to
make them go away
And I could have done so many things, baby
If I could only stop my mind from wondrin' what
I left behind and from worrying 'bout this wasted time
Ooh, another love has come and gone
Ooh, and the years keep rushing on
I remember what you told me before you went out on your own:
"Sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone."
So you can get on with your search, baby, and I can
get on with mine
And maybe someday we will find , that it wasn't really
wasted time
Mm,hm
Oh hoo, ooh, ohh,
Ooh,ooh, mm
"Ημερολόγιο"
Συνήθεις Ύποπτοι
Τόσα χρόνια μες τους χάρτες μου σε ψάχνω
Κι’ ας μην έσκυψες ποτέ στο μέτωπό μου
με τα δυο σου χείλια
ν' αφήσεις μιαν ανάσα στη ζωή μου.
Κι’ αν η προσευχή μου οινόπνευμα μυρίζει
καπνό και πυρετό,
στο γυάλινο το κύμα τ' όνομά σου φωνάζω,
να καθρεφτιστεί η φωνή μου.
Και στην όχθη που χτενίζεσαι
ν' ακουστεί σαν αλμυρό τραγούδι
που σου φέρνει ερωτευμένο το νερό.
Και στο διάβολο πουλάω την ψυχή μου εγώ,
για να βρεθώ απόψε τυλιγμένος
στου κορμιού σου το βυθό.
Κάπου η νύχτα μεσοπέλαγα κρεμιέται
στην αγχόνη τ' ουρανού
κι’ ο δαίμονας καβάλα στο σκοτάδι
αρπάζει τη μετέωρη ευχή μου.
Και σαν άστρο καυτερό
προς το νησί σου τα λόγια μου πετάει
πληγώνοντας τα βράχια και την άμμο,
στη χτένα σου καρφώνει την ψυχή μου.
Και σταγόνα τη σταγόνα κυλάω εγώ,
σαν αλμυρό νερό στους ώμους
και στον ακριβό σου το λαιμό.
Κι’ ας το ξέρω πως του λόγου του
στην ανεμόσκαλα εκεί
με περιμένει για να μου λιμάρει το σχοινί.
Πάνε χρόνια που αντίκρυ αναβοσβήνουν
τα φώτα κάποιας γης,
τα φώτα κάποιας ξεχασμένης νήσου
που λένε είναι οι κορφές του παραδείσου.
Μα το ξέρω είναι της θάλασσας τα μάγια
δεν υπάρχει αυτή η στεριά
μιας και κανείς ποτέ του εκεί δεν πήγε
γι' αυτό σφιχτά κρατιέμαι στο κορμί σου.
Και μπροστά από τους κολασμένους περνάω εγώ,
σα μια σκιά που σεργιανάει στον ¶δη τη δικιά σου μυρωδιά.
Κι’ είναι λέω ο παράδεισος για μας αγάπη μου μικρή,
να μοιραζόμαστε τούτη την κόλαση μαζί.
TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE ..................................
Yes, star crossed in pleasure the stream flows on by
Yes, as we’re sated in leisure, we watch it fly
And time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me
And time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me
Time can tear down a building or destroy a woman’s face
Hours are like diamonds, don’t let them waste
Time waits for no one, no favours has he
Time waits for no one, and he won’t wait for me
Men, they build towers to their passing yes, to their fame everlasting
Here he comes chopping and reaping, hear him laugh at their cheating
And time waits for no man, and it won’t wait for me
Yes, time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me
Drink in your summer, gather your corn
The dreams of the night time will vanish by dawn
And time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me
And time waits for no one, and it won’t wait for me
No no no, not for me....
.....................................................Rolling Stones
Όπως επίσης:
Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
Now you always say
That you want to be free
But you’ll come running back (said you would baby)
You’ll come running back (I said so many times before)
You’ll come running back to me
Oh, time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
You’re searching for good times
But just wait and see
You’ll come running back (I won’t have to worry no more)
You’ll come running back (spend the rest of my life with you, baby)
You’ll come running back to me
Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town
And baby, do everything your heart desires
Remember, I’ll always be around
And I know, I know
Like I told you so many times before
You’re gonna come back, baby
’cause I know
You’re gonna come back knocking
Yeah, knocking right on my door
Yes, yes!
Well, time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
’cause I got the real love
The kind that you need
You’ll come running back (said you would, baby)
You’ll come running back (I always said you would)
You’ll come running back, to me
Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
Oh, time, time, time is on my side
Yeah, time, time, time is on my side
....................................................Rolling Stones
"Time Passes Slowly"
Dylan
Time passes slowly up here in the mountains,
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains,
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream,
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.
Once I had a sweetheart, she was fine and good-lookin',
We sat in her kitchen while her mama was cookin',
Stared out the window to the stars high above,
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Ain't no reason to go in a wagon to town,
Ain't no reason to go to the fair.
Ain't no reason to go up, ain't no reason to go down,
Ain't no reason to go anywhere.
Time passes slowly up here in the daylight,
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right,
Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day,
Time passes slowly and fades away.
Ώσπου η γη να μη γυρίζει πια
ώσπου το φως να γίνει σκοτεινιά
ώσπου κι αυτός ο ήλιος να σβηστεί
ώσπου ο χρόνος πια να ξεχαστεί
Θα σ' αγαπώ
Ώσπου στα μάτια σου να δω φωτιές
ώσπου κι εσύ σαν κεραυνός θα καις
ώσπου να πάψει η ανατολή
θα σ' αγαπώ και πάλι πιο πολύ
Θα σ' αγαπώ
Θα σ' αγαπώ όσο κανείς δεν αγαπάει
Θα σ' αγαπώ
Μια μια αγάπη που ο νους σου δε χωράει
Θα σ' αγαπώ
Ώσπου η γη να μη γυρίζει πια...
"Most of the Time"
Dylan
Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around,
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground,
I can follow the path, I can read the signs,
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds,
I can handle whatever I stumble upon,
I don't even notice she's gone,
Most of the time.
Most of the time
It's well understood,
Most of the time
I wouldn't change it if I could,
I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own,
I can deal with the situation right down to the bone,
I can survive, I can endure
And I don't even think about her
Most of the time.
Most of the time
My head is on straight,
Most of the time
I'm strong enough not to hate.
I don't build up illusion 'till it makes me sick,
I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick
I can smile in the face of mankind.
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine
Most of the time.
Most of the time
She ain't even in my mind,
I wouldn't know her if I saw her
She's that far behind.
Most of the time
I can't even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her.
Most of the time
I'm halfway content,
Most of the time
I know exactly where I went,
I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide,
Hide from the feelings, that are buried inside,
I don't compromised and I don't pretend,
I don't even care if I ever see her again
Most of the time.
Ο ΧΡΟΝΟΣ είναι ο χειρότερος γιατρός
Σε καίει, σε σκορπάει και σε παγώνει
Μα εσύ σε λίγο δεν θα βρίσκεσαι εδώ
Κάποιοι άλλοι θα παλεύουν με τη σκόνη
Θέλεις ξανά ν' αποτελειώσεις μοναχός
Ενα ταξίδι που ποτέ δεν τελειώνει
Κάτω απ' τα ρούχα σου ξυπνάει ο πιο παλιός θεός
Μες τις βαλίτσες σου στριμώχνονται όλοι οι δρόμοι
Ποιοι χάρτες σου ζεστάνανε ξανά το μυαλό
Ποιες θάλασσες στεγνώνουν στο μικρό σου κεφάλι
Ποιος άνεμος σε παίρνει πιο μακριά από δω
Πες μου ποιο φόβο αγάπησες πάλι
Σε ποιο όνειρο σε ξύπνησαν βρεμένο, λειψό
Ποιοι δαίμονες ποτίζουν την καινούρια σου ζάλη
Ποιος έρωτας σε σπρώχνει ποιο μακριά από δω
Πες μου ποιο φόβο αγάπησες πάλι
Το όνειρο που σ' έφερε μια μέρα ως εδώ
Σήμερα καίγεται, σκουριάζει και σε διώχνει
Μια σε κρατάει στη γη, μια σε ξερνάει στον ουρανό
Το ίδιο όνειρο σε τρώει και σε γλυτώνει
Θέλεις ξανά ν' αποτελειώσεις μοναχός
Ενα ταξίδι που ποτέ δεν τελειώνει
Κάτω απ' τα ρούχα σου ξυπνάει ο πιο παλιός θεός
Μες τις βαλίτσες σου στριμώχνονται όλοι οι δρόμοι
Ποια νήματα σ' ενώνουν με μια άλλη θηλιά
Ποια κύματα σε διώχνουν απ' αυτό το λιμάνι
Ποια μοίρα σε φωνάζει από την άλλη μεριά
Πες μου ποιο φόβο αγάπησες πάλι
Ποια σύννεφα σκεπάσαν τη στεγνή σου καρδιά
Ποια αστέρια τραγουδάνε τη καινούρια σου ζάλη
Ποιο ψέμα σε κρατάει στην αλήθεια κοντά
Πες μου ποιο φόβο αγάπησες πάλι
Ποιες λέξεις μέσα σου σαπίζουν και δεν θέλουν να βγουν
Ποια ελπίδα σ' οδηγεί στην πιο γλυκιά αυταπάτη
Ποια θλίψη σε κλωτσάει ποιο μακριά από παντού
Πες μου ποιος φόβος σε νίκησε πάλι
Time - Pink Floyd
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
Hazy Shade of Winter
Time, time, time, see what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside, it's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life
Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manus c r i p ts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
But look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around, leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground...
Who wants to live forever
There's no time for us,
There's no place for us,
What is this thing that builds our dreams, yet slips away from us.
Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever.....?
There's no chance for us,
It's all decided for us,
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us.
Who wants to live forever,
Who dares to love forever,
When love must die.
But touch my tears with your lips,
Touch my world with your fingertips,
And we can have forever,
And we can love forever,
Forever is our today,
Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever,
Forever is our today,
Who waits forever anyway?
Ο δρόμος ο χρόνος κι ο πόνος - Ιωαννίδης Αλκίνοος
Σαν ξημερώσει η μέρα μη θυμηθείς
Λαβύρινθος η μνήμη και θα χαθείς
Είναι πολύς ο δρόμος να τον μετράς
Μ' ένα σχοινί στη θέση της καρδιάς
Κυλάει το ποτάμι και προχωρά
Σου παίρνει τη στιγμή σου και τη γερνά
Και είναι πολύς ο χρόνος να τον μετράς
Μ' ένα ρολόι στη θέση της καρδιάς
Ασήμαντες εικόνες σε κυνηγούν
Οι φίλοι σου κοιμούνται και πως να δουν
Και είναι πολύς ο πόνος να τον μετράς
Με μια καρδιά στη θέση της καρδιάς
Peter Hammill - Time Heals
Thinking back, it seems that I
can lie beside you as I never truly did,
in afterglow -
no afterwords at all.
Only writing love songs when it's gone and dead;
only paying words out in strings of half-forgotten sentiments...
I mean...
I meant...
I never really quite could say the way it was.
The first time that we met I said 'I bet that she's the one',
but I was talking to myself then, as always.
As time went by our steps entwined, unwritten lines drew taut
and I tried to find a way to make it all safe....
Into the play - what a production! -
into the days and ever more suction:
you hold me close, but hold me farther
away from yourself - I make me a martyr,
for pain and love go hand in hand....
And hand in hand go you and my friend,
you are his and I am yours and just cannot evade you;
my days a dream, my nights unseemly,
stolen moments all I live for,
but theft is no way to persuade you
to come with me, leave him behind you;
my hurtful eyes try to remind you
it's all I can do to keep from screaming
'I love you, I love you!' - I wish I was dreaming,
but the steps we take all leave footprints....
Sooner or later the whole thing will be blown:
you will leave him or I'll be left here, alone.
Either way someone loses someone
but I won't mind that, I just would quite like to know
who we love the most -
well, I guess that's ourselves.
The days are strange, at night we're strangers,
lie in bed and lie inside our heads,
we come no closer than as dancers.
Your eyes are change, your presence danger,
won't look me in the face and yet
you kiss and make up the answer
to all the questions that fly unanswered, unreasoned -
death in the sky, death in the season.
If you leave me now, it might nearly kill me....
Remember me?
Remember we three?
It all seemed so important at the time,
we came so close to wrecking all our lives,
and now it's all just song lines.
Time heals,
time heals -
oh, but I still bear the weals.
Thinking back, it seems that I
can lie beside you as I never truly did,
in afterglow -
no afterwords at all.
Only writing love songs when it's gone and dead,
only paying words out: streams of half-forgotten sentiments...
I mean...
I meant...
I never really quite could say
the way it was.
Genesis - Time Table
A carved oak table,
Tells a tale
Of times when Kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold,
And the brave would lead their ladies from out the room
to arbours cool.
A time of valour, and legends born
A time when honour meant much more to a man than life
And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong
Through lance and sword.
Why, why can we never be sure till we die
Or have killed for an answer,
Why, why, do we suffer eachrace to believe
That no race has been grander
It seems because through time and space
Though names may change each face retains the mark it wore.
A dusty table
Musty smells
Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor
Only feeble light descends through a film of grey.
That scars the panes.
Gone the carving,
And those who left their mark,
Gone the Kings and queens now only the rats hold sway
And the week must die according to nature's law
As old as they.
Peter Hammill - Time for a change
Time for a Change
Time for a change:
I felt bad, things looked strange.
Home, home on the range...
yes, it's time for a change.
"Well, young man, when you grow up
what do you want to be?"
"Please, sir, if that's alright
I'd really rather like to learn how to be me."
Switch on the light,
getting late, almost night.
A shilling puts you right,
you can switch off the night.
The world was looking stretched and tight,
it's an overblown balloon.
I've got the feeling something big
has got to happen soon.
Oh, time for a change,
out of reach, out of range.
Go and tell Doctor Strange
that it's time for a change.
Peter Hammill - Traintime
Along the tracks the wires are humming
in bursts of code like far-off drums.
Fathering the message:
further up the line someone's shouting
down the passage of time.
The corridor restrains the window,
no view without the eye within.
Bold upon the threshold
but holding on the line
we're shouting down the passage of time.
Relatives speak on the phone, on the train,
talking before they have thought to explain;
voices pitched wildly on tracks in the night
can't pick the pace up...
oh let there be light!
How light becomes the soul.
You know yourself the centre of attention,
you see yourself the locus of event.
I'm sorry if it's painful quarrying the lime,
stage centre,
shouting down the passage of time.
The corridor retains its shadows,
its secrets compartmentalised.
Damping down on ambience,
clamp the teeth and grind,
shouting down the passage of time.
What's there to see or make clear?
What's there to know
when the voice is right here?
What's there to promise or vow?
What's to believe, when the time is right now?
Relatives spoke on the phone, on the train,
talking before they had sought to refrain;
voices projected, spears in mid-flight
frozen forever.... oh let there be light!
