Dumnezeu exista…si daca el crede ca tu esti pregatit…iti va face semn…iar daca nu…mai ai de asteptat…si daca el crede ca este bine asa cum o duci tu acum..e bine…daca el crede ca e bine cum judeci tu acum, e bine..daca el crede ca e bine cum arati tu acum, e bine…daca el crede ca vorbesti bine atunci, atunci e bine…dar nu-ti va spune nimic…va astepta sa-ti dai tu seama..el exista…nu-ti spun asta pentru ca asa imi spune mama sau ca asa spune preotul…iti spun..pentru ca stiu asta…si o simt in fiecare dimineata….il simt langa mine chiar si atunci cand plang, atunci cand rad atunci cand pierd, atunci cand castig, atunci cand realizez ceva, atunci cand numai am cale de scapare…asculta-ma…pentru ca sti ca nu-ti vreau raul.

Roaga-te la Dumnezeu…iar daca totul va merge bine…nu inceta sa te rogi..iar daca nimic nu va merge bine….tot nu inceta sa te rogi…crede-ma pe cuvand..Dumnezeu exista…chiar daca s-ar putea sa nu ma crezi pe mine sau pe oricine altcineva…sau paote..macar…sti ca eu nu-ti vreau raul

I had a really good childhood up until I was three, then a classic case of divorce really affected me.

Don’t expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die.

I bought a gun and chose drugs instead.

I really haven’t had that exciting of a life. There are a lot of things I wish I would have done, instead of just sitting around and complaining about having a boring life. So I pretty much like to make it up. I’d rather tell a story about somebody else.

I’m too busy acting like I’m not Naive. I’ve seen it all, I was here first.

If it’s illegal to rock and roll, throw my ass in jail!

If you die you’re completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I’m not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I’ve got.

It’s okay to eat fish because they don’t have any feelings.

The duty of youth is to challenge corruption.

The worst crime is faking it.

We have no right to express an opinion until we know all of the answers.

I’ve always had a problem with the average macho man – they’ve always been a threat to me.

Punk is musical freedom. It’s saying, doing and playing what you want.

In Webster’s terms ‘nirvana’ means freedom from pain, suffering and the external world, and that’s pretty close to my definition of Punk Rock.

I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.

Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are.

We’re so trendy we can’t even escape ourselves.

Cu cat stii mai mult, cu atat uiti mai mult.

Cu cat uiti mai mai mult, cu atat stii mai putin.

Cu cat stii mai putin, cu atat uiti mai putin.

Cu cat uiti mai putin, cu atat stii mai mult.

As we lay beneath the stars

We realize how small we are

If they could love like you and me

Imagine what the world could be.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called “Yellow.”

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to’ve done,
And it was all yellow.

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know
You know I love you so,
You know I love you so.

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.
Cuz you were all yellow,

I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all yellow.

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know,
For you I’d bleed myself dry,
For you I’d bleed myself dry.

It’s true, look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for…
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine…

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.

Vreau sa fiu din nou copilul ce eram atunci

Inainte sa ma intalnesc cu lumea

Si sa ma faca rece, tot mai rece

Vreau sa simt cum simteam si atunci

Dar aceasta minciuna, in inima mea…

Si totusi traim intr-un loc atat de frumos

Lasati dragostea sa ieie toata aceasta durere

Dar am irosit atatea zile

Inimile noastre sunt intunecate, la fel si ploaia

Tata, o putem lua de la inceput?

Du-ma inapoi la locurile unde traim

Inainte ca zilele sa vina

Si sa ne faca tot mai batrani

Vreau sa simt la fel cum simteam pe vremea aia

Inainte ca inima mea sa creasca rece, tot mai rece.

Si totusi traim intr-un loc atat de frumos

Lasati dragostea sa ieie toata aceasta durere

Dar am irosit atatea zile

Inimile noastre sunt intunecata, la fel si ploaia

Este un loc frumos daca il facem…

Nu stii?

Sunt zile cand imi aud inima…uneori cum canta, alteori cum plange…Si n-o pot opri. Cantecul se termina, se duce departe. Plansul ramane, e glasul sufletului ranit.