i went to a Melodica acoustic festival today. by chance, not by plan. i ended up in a bar Kaffi Hljomalind and the girl singing stroke me. her name is Mysterious Marta. i went to her in the end. i needed to share my opinion with her. she touched me. her song was telling my emotion. i thought i felt better by now but i had tears in my eyes. i couldn't stop. it is all still ok. and the fact, she was singing it with a smile on her face stroke me even harder. however, she couldn't hide the pain. and we looked at eachother, she modestly accepted my congratulations and say thanks to my comment on honesty of her lyrics and sincere emotion while playing. this is na excerpt of a lyrics
http://www.myspace.com/mysteriousmarta
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what the hell,
why can't i just let you go
i always thought i was a strong person
but it looks like i am not,
at least i am losing for you
i am losing for you
i have done this before
and i got really hurt
and i promised to my self
i will never cry again
i will never cry again
because of some litle boys
i wil never cry again
because i am so tired of playing games with little boys
because i am so tired of playing games with little boys
why can't we just feel like normal people
let's meet eachother and stay together forever
stay together forever
these coupple of years
why did we meet, if there was nothing supposed to happen
why did we meet at all, or maybe it was just to make this song
...

what the hell,
why can't i just let you go
i always thought i was a strong person
but it looks like i am not,
at least i am losing for you
i am losing for you
i have done this before
and i got really hurt
and i promised to my self
i will never cry again
i will never cry again
because of some litle boys
i wil never cry again
because i am so tired of playing games with little boys
because i am so tired of playing games with little boys
why can't we just feel like normal people
let's meet eachother and stay together forever
stay together forever
these coupple of years
why did we meet, if there was nothing supposed to happen
why did we meet at all, or maybe it was just to make this song
...

and then another boy came. SHISHA PM. he sung a song called Winter. and this is the Chours:
...
...
this is the winter
this is the end
this is the final act
you are just a friend
...
tomorrow i meet with a designer i met on the street in Reykjavik, while on the way to gay bar. she is a lesbian and possibly one of the most beautiful persons i have met on Iceland untill now. she wants to see my stuff. oh i know we gonna talk for a whole day. she has just divorced, after 8 years of marriage to her wife.
this is the end
this is the final act
you are just a friend
...

tomorrow i meet with a designer i met on the street in Reykjavik, while on the way to gay bar. she is a lesbian and possibly one of the most beautiful persons i have met on Iceland untill now. she wants to see my stuff. oh i know we gonna talk for a whole day. she has just divorced, after 8 years of marriage to her wife.
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