Από τα παιδιά της νύχτας! Και μόνο για τα παιδιά της νύχτας.

ΠΕΛΑΣΓΟΣ έγραψε:

On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us and he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life, out of readin' people's faces
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes

So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light

And the night got deathly quiet and his face lost all expression

 Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it right"

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin'

Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner and every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep


And when he finished speakin', he turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep

And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done


Αυτό το τραγούδι μ άρεσε από τότε που τ άκουσα. Κι όταν έμαθα ακριβώς τι λέν οι στίχοι, μ άρεσε ακόμα περισσότερο κι ιδίως γι αυτούς τους στίχους που κοκκίνισα.
 

Φιλαράκια μου ένα χαρούμενο ωραίο τραγουδάκι! Γιατί έτσι είναι στη τελική χα χα!

ΕΥΛΟΓΗΜΕΝΟΙ!

maggisoula έγραψε:

ΠΕΛΑΣΓΟΣ έγραψε:

On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us and he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life, out of readin' people's faces
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes

So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light

And the night got deathly quiet and his face lost all expression

 Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it right"

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin'

Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner and every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep


And when he finished speakin', he turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep

And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done


Αυτό το τραγούδι μ άρεσε από τότε που τ άκουσα. Κι όταν έμαθα ακριβώς τι λέν οι στίχοι, μ άρεσε ακόμα περισσότερο κι ιδίως γι αυτούς τους στίχους που κοκκίνισα.
 

Όποιος έβαλε κόκκινη ψήφο εδώ, δείχνει ότι δεν κατάλαβε καθόλου τους στίχους! Πολύ ωραίο τραγούδι ΠΕΛΑΣΓΕ!

Φίλε.
Δεν έχω τίποτα ομορφότερο, καλύτερο κι καθαρότερο, από το μεγαλείο της, και από την φιλία σου.





Θάλασσα μπλε. Γαλάζια κι όμορφη. Ήσυχα, ξεκούραστα.

Αλλά βαριόμαστε, εντάξει;

Καλημέρα Αιθηρόη!

Η ηρεμια της θαλασσας και το θεραπευτικό γαλαζιο της, ειναι δωρα της γης για τις ανησυχες ψυχες.

Αριάδνη τι καταλαβαίνεις τώρα;