Archive for the ‘נושא’ Category

Infernal Flame

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Infernal Flame
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Eternal Flame" by the Bangles

Close your eyes, for the last time, sinner
Your heart’s no longer beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the pain? You’re no longer dreaming,
Of this burning, an infernal flame.
המשך…

In a Dungeon

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008
In a Dungeon
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "I am Sailing" by Rod Stuart

In a dungeon, in a dungeon,
Two companions, furry folk.
Armadillo fights for justice,
And a monkey who’s a monk.

Out exploring, out exploring,
Came across a cavern deep,
Armadillo running inwards,
And the monkey up he keeps המשך…

שיר כנס

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008

שיר כנס

חלק מפרוייקט שבטח לא יסתיים אף פעם.
מבוסס על "שיר ערש" של נתן אלתרמן. לחן – סשה ארגוב.

הקלטה

רחבת הסינְמָטֶק נָדָמָה.
נדם איתה גם האשכול,
ורק הפילקרים אי-שָמָה
עושים שמות בקול גדול.
אני תועֶה בחושך. למה?
עדיף שלא לשאול.
המשך…

I don't Know the Words Blues

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008
I Don’t Know the Words Blues
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Butterbug Blues" by Echo's Children

I lie in my bed and I can't get to sleep,
They fill my whole head so I can't even count sheep,
They grip me real tight and they will never let loose,
I got the "songs that are stuck in my mind and are never releasing me" blues.

Chorus:
I find myself lying, awake in my bed,
With songs that I don't know swirling round in my head,
I don't know the words and just vaguely the tunes,
I got the "songs that get stuck in my head even though I don’t know the words" blues.
המשך…

אם יהיה זה שנית

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008

אם יהיה זה שנית

זכה במקום שלישי בתחרות הפילקים של עולמות 2007. היה יכול להיות יותר טוב: אבל היה לא רע בפני עצמו, אז למה לא.
לפי "ווידוי" – לחן מאת סשה ארגוב, בביצוע יהודית רביץ.

בשחור ולבן נתפסה הארשת:
מבטה הלכוד של חית-בר ברשת.
כך ראיתי אותך לראשונה, התזכור?
והיה לי ברור כמו שתיים ושתיים
לידינו נפלת כמו מן משמיים…
שהאל בשמיים לך יעזור.

המשך…

Goatsuckers in the sky

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Goatsuckers in the sky
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Ghost Riders in the Sky" by Johnny Cash

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of frightened goats he spied
A plowing through the dusty land and up the mountain side

Their coats were torn and muddy and their hooves left bleeding prints
Their horns were all a-broken and their eyes narrowed to squints
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered hard in flight
For he saw the monsters coming hard and he knew that awful sight

Baa-aa-aa-ay
Baa-aa-aa-oh
Goatsuckers in the sky המשך…

Gimme Gimme Gimme a Meal after Midnight

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008

Gimme Gimme Gimme (A Meal After Midnight)
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight" by Abba

Half past twelve,
And I’m sitting here furry in my cage near the bar,
How I hate to spend the evening all alone.
Drops of rain,
Blowing in from the window, water touching my fur,
And some new friends are appearing in the room.
There’s naught to eat out there,
No one to hear my prayer.

Chorus:
Gimme gimme gimme a meal after midnight,
Won’t somebody help me be a gremlin again?
Gimme gimme gimme a meal after midnight,
Let me wreak some havoc till the break of the day.
המשך…

Early Morning Pinging Song

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008

Early morning pinging song
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Early Morning Singing Song" from Haor

Hello computer
My Mac says Shalom
Your IP’s in New York
My IP’s in Rome

Hello computer
Now give me a pong
I want to know where you are
An early morning pinging song המשך…

Batman Bagins

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008

Batman bagins
by Tamir Buchshtav

It happened in the shire,
'Twas quite a sight to see,
When Golum fell pierced through the heart
By a bat shaped throwing star המשך…

The Ballad of Ernie the Red

יום שני, אוקטובר 20th, 2008
The Ballad of Ernie the Red
by Tamir Buchshtav

This one is dedicated to all those millions RPG players out there, who for some reason can't figure out how to spell Rogue

I remember when I was a spirit,
Without incarnation or form,
Standing before the creator,
Seconds before I was born.

I handed the form with the questions,
Of what I would do with my life,
Never aware of the problem,
That’ll fill my existence with strife.

Chorus:
Ernie’s my name, and my hair is like flame,
Though my skin is an Indian red,
My eyes are the color of embers,
Of a fire that’s soon to be dead.
I wanted to be but a scoundrel,
To steal and to cheat and to booze,
One simple mistake in an answer,
And now I am Ernie the rouge.
המשך…