sqeezer si amintirile mele........................................................................................saturday night

sweet kisses

wake up

blue jeans

tamagotchi

pity !

"Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shock dead
Everybody's gone mad


All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us


Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Do me, Sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, strike me
Don't you black or white me


All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us


Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black mail
Throw your brother in jail


All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me


All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us


Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don't you wrong or right me


All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say ïs that
They don't really care about us"

oare cat o sa mai tina si povestea asta cu Michael? o saptamana, o luna, un an?
cu sigurnata nu va fi uitat el, insa povestea lui poate ca da;
pe toate posturile radio si TV - Michael Jackson,
la stiri, la povestiri...Michael, Michael, Michael...
si cat a fost in viata nu a zis unul: haideti sa mai ascultam o melodie a lui!

de ce nu i-a fost aratata atata iubire, atata apreciere si atat respect si in timpul vietii?...
because "they don't really care about us";
pentru media toata povestea asta inseamna doar publicitate, marketing & money...

o clipa

nu este nevoie decat de o clipa ca sa pierzi tot:

prietenii, iubirea, respectul...

insa tot o clipa este cea care iti poate aduce totul:

vise implinite, glorie, fericire...

conteaza apoi cat de mult poti pastra acel tot adus de clipa,

sau cat de repede te poti detasa de acea pierdere provocata de o singura clipa...

nu poti recupera ceea ce pierzi, insa poti construi alte lucruri mult mai bune, mult mai frumoase...mai ales ca ai invatat sa pretuiesti mai mult ceea ce ai!

aproape intotdeauna ti se ia, pentru a ti se da ceea ce meriti cu adevarat si sa stii sa pretuiesti acel lucru!

"Podul de piatra s-a daramat
A venit apa si l-a luat
Vom face altul
Pe mal in jos
Altul mai trainic si mai frumos.

Cate mii de oameni au calcat pe el
Pana sa se nasca puiul de carcel
Care sa primeasca, sa primeasca-n dar
Forta lui cea oarba, fara de hotar.

S-a pus bulboana-n miezul raului
Si-a-nceput sa urle in valtoarea lui
Apele repezi au coborat din munti
Far’ s-asculte sfatul celor azi carunti

Fara speranta totul e pierdut
Podul de piarta trebui’ refacut
Vom face altul, pe mal in jos,
Altul mai trainic si mai frumos."