Speaking]- Tupac Shakur

The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli
That's it! All these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin back what's mine

[slowed down voice]
[laughing] You motherfuckers can't stop me
Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?
Real live black... ghosts
Feel me?

[Verse One: 2Pac]
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, don't get me started
My mama smoked so God damn much
when she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, can't peep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug
Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
(GIVE IT UP NIGGA) Don't run out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast
And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye

[Verse Two: 2Pac]
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna, kill ya
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return fire
DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
Don't know why but I'm runnin to my fuckin block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE FUCK ON!)
And then we'll be ghost
[Chorus]

[Tupac - speaking]
FUCK THE POLICE NIGGA! [laughing]


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Mogę powrócić tylko jako Makaveli, właśnie tak
Te wszystkie skurwisyny okradły mnie
Nadszedł czas aby odebrać co moje..

2pac (slowed down voice) Grubym głosem:

Wy skurwisyny, nie jesteście w stanie mnie powstrzymać
Nawet jeśli umrę będę pierdolonym problemem
Czy wierzysz w duchy skurwisynu?
Prawdziwe, żywe, czarne...
duchy?
Czujesz to?

Zwrotka 1 (2pac)

Niektórzy mówią, że jestem szalony
Psy nie są w stanie mnie powstrzymać
Mama próbowała mnie wychować
Ale miała za dużo dzieci
Tata był oporowo niepoważny
Znajdowałem narkotyki w jego kurtce
I prawie się zakrztusiłem (dymem)
Gdy powiedział mi żebym nie palił
Cholera nie startuj do mnie
Moja mama paliła tak dużo, gdy była w ciąży
Że dziwię sie, że nie urodziłem się upośledzony
W nocy nie mogę zasnąć
Liczę pociski rozbijające szyby sąsiadom
a było ich pięć
Patrzę na ścianę, Słyszę krzyk
Budzę się rano i widzę krew na miejscu zbrodni
Nie płacz, zapytaj dlaczego i postaraj się nie umierać
Gdy ja przedstawiam ci tą kołysankę dla mieszkańców getta
Za rogiem, Gdzie czarnuchy handlują crackiem
Tajniaki zgarniają wszystkich
Którzy się nie zabezpieczyli
Marzy mi się lepszy świat
Łapię bucha z blanta i obserwuje unoszący się dym
Mój masuberg robi BOOM to tylko następna ofiara
Zabieram towar i strzelam do innych gangsterów
( Oddawaj to Czarnuchu )
Nie trać oddechu
Bo każdy krok zbliża cię do śmierci
Chyba że strzelisz i zostaniesz ostatnim żywyę
A ja będe duchem

Ref: 2pac

Nie płacz zapytaj dlaczego i postaraj się nie umierać
Kiedy ja przedstawiam ci tą kołysankę dla mieszkańców getta

Zwrotka 2 : 2pac

Wóz pełen czarnuchów przejeżdża obok
Kidy minął mnie jeszcze raz pomyślałem że coś tu nie gra
Rozpoznałem tablice rejestracyjne, twarze też wyglądały znajomo
Wszyscy pierdolą farmazony
Że znają czarnucha który cie zabije
Nie mordujcie mnie, mordujcie mnie
Zabijcie czarnucha kiedy śpi
Pozwólcie mi umrzeć i spoczywać w spokoju
Wróćmy do tych czrnuchów z auta
Mac 10 wyłania się z auta
Co mam zrobić?
Uciec pod osłoną i odpowiedzieć ogniem
Umieraj skurwisynu!, Umieraj!
Będziesz się smażył
I nie pytaj dlaczego
Wystrzelałem wszystko co miałem
Mam pusty magazynek
A kiedy tamten strzelił upadłem na ziemię
Na ogonie mam jeszcze te pierdolone psy
BOO-YAOW
Usłyszałem Ten dźwięk i kula przeleciała obok mnie
Cały czas żyję jak bym miał jeszcze dziewięć żywotów
Nie wiem dlaczego ale uciekam w stronę mojego osiedla
Dostałem strzał, zmęczony ucieczką przed czarnuchami i psami
Już czas aby być duchem
I tak wszyscy nimi będziemy

Ref. 2pac

Jebać Policję czarnuchu! HAHAHAHAHAHA

Wayfaring Stranger - Jack White

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world alone
There is no sickness, toil nor danger
In that fair land to which I go

I'm going home
To see my mother
I'm going home
No more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I know dark clouds will hover on me,
I know my pathway is rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more will weep
I'm going home to see my father
I'm going home no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I'll soon be free from every trial
This form shall rest beneath the sun
I'll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter in that home with God
I'm going home to see my savior
Who spilled his precious blood for me
I'm going home no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

Moya - Southern Death Cult

The kids of the coca-cola nation
Are too doped up to realise
That time is running out
Nagasaki's crying out
The doomwatch says its time
To give back what you took away
Uncle sam meets the reaper
Wounded knee over again
Kasota kasota annihilation
Of a nation ......... of our nation
Of a world population
Of the indian nation
Paha sapa ........ goodbye

In bloom - Nirvana

Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands

He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say yeeeaaahhh



We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom

He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say yeeeaaahhh

*Guitar solo*

He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
Knows not what it means and I say yeeeaaahhh
mmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmm

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Autumnal - Arab Strap

If you learn to drive,
I can use the train and the bus.
When you’re mobile, we’ll go.
Take my toys and your cat with us.
We’ll leave the violence,
We’ll have something to do.
With a couch-bed in the front room for when we fall out or when our friends come through.
It’s painting a kitchen that’s keeping me going
And we’ve already named the seeds I’ll be sowing.
And when they’ve grown up (that’s hoping that I don’t shoot blanks), could we move right up north,
Find a house near the shores and the banks?
With a big fuck-off telly,
A brand new stereo system.
We’ll meet old friends at funerals
And pretend that we’ve missed them.
And if they were here,
They’d say it was shocking to find
We’ve already named the dog we’ll be walking.
It’s choosing a mattress that’s keeping me going
And we’ve already named the seeds I’ll be sowing.

Burnin' And Lootin' tonight - Bob Marley & The Wailers

This morning I woke up in a curfew
Oh god, I was a prisoner too - yeah
Could not recognise the faces standing over me
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality

How many rivers do we have to cross
Before we can talk to the boss
All that we got seems lost
We must have really paid the cost

(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(One more thing)
Burnin all pollution tonight
(Oh yeah, yeah)
Burning all illusions tonight

Oh stop them

Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
It's not the music of the ghetto

Weeping and a-wailing tonight
(Ooh can't stop the tears)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
(We've been suffering all these long, long years)
Weeping and a-wailing tonight

Give me the food and let me grow
Let the roots man take a blow
All them drugs gonna make you slow now
It's not the music of the ghetto

We gonna be burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(To survive, yeah)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight
(Save your babies lives)
Burning all pollution tonight
Burning all illusions tonight

Burnin and lootin tonight
Burnin and lootin tonight

Summertime - Janis Joplin

Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh! Your Daddy's rich and your Ma is good lookin'
So, hush little baby, don't you cry . . .

One of these mornin's you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky
But 'till that mornin' there's a nothin' can harm you,
with Daddy and Mammy standin' by . . .

But 'till that mornin' there's a nothin' can harm you,
with Daddy and Mammy standin' by . . .

House Of The Rising Sun - The Animals

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun,
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.
And God, I know I'm one.

My mother was a tailor.
She sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time that he's satisfied
Is when he's all drunk.

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done,
To spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun.

Well, I've got one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain.

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun,
And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys.
And God, I know I'm one.

Collected Quotes from Albert Einstein

"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction."
"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
"Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love."
"I want to know God's thoughts; the rest are details."
"The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax."
"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."
"The only real valuable thing is intuition."
"A person starts to live when he can live outside himself."
"I am convinced that He (God) does not play dice."
"God is subtle but he is not malicious."
"Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character."
"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough."
"The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility."
"Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing."
"Science without religion is lame. Religion without science is blind."
"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new."
"Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds."
"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler."
"Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen."
"Science is a wonderful thing if one does not have to earn one's living at it."
"The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources."
"The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education."
"God does not care about our mathematical difficulties. He integrates empirically."
"The whole of science is nothing more than a refinement of everyday thinking."
"Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of a pathological criminal."
"Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding."
"The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is comprehensible."
"We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them."
"Education is what remains after one has forgotten everything he learned in school."
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing."
"Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater."
"Equations are more important to me, because politics is for the present, but an equation is something for eternity."
"If A is a success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z. Work is x; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut."
"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the the universe."
"As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality."
"Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods."
"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
"In order to form an immaculate member of a flock of sheep one must, above all, be a sheep."
"The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there's no risk of accident for someone who's dead."
"Too many of us look upon Americans as dollar chasers. This is a cruel libel, even if it is reiterated thoughtlessly by the Americans themselves."
"Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately I hate them!"
"No, this trick won't work...How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?"
"My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind."
"Yes, we have to divide up our time like that, between our politics and our equations. But to me our equations are far more important, for politics are only a matter of present concern. A mathematical equation stands forever."
"The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking...the solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind. If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker."
"Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence."
"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed."
"A man's ethical behavior should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeeded be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death."
"The further the spiritual evolution of mankind advances, the more certain it seems to me that the path to genuine religiosity does not lie through the fear of life, and the fear of death, and blind faith, but through striving after rational knowledge."
"Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion."
"You see, wire telegraph is a kind of a very, very long cat. You pull his tail in New York and his head is meowing in Los Angeles. Do you understand this? And radio operates exactly the same way: you send signals here, they receive them there. The only difference is that there is no cat."
"One had to cram all this stuff into one's mind for the examinations, whether one liked it or not. This coercion had such a deterring effect on me that, after I had passed the final examination, I found the consideration of any scientific problems distasteful to me for an entire year."
"...one of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness, from the fetters of one's own ever-shifting desires. A finely tempered nature longs to escape from the personal life into the world of objective perception and thought."
"He who joyfully marches to music rank and file, has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would surely suffice. This disgrace to civilization should be done away with at once. Heroism at command, how violently I hate all this, how despicable and ignoble war is; I would rather be torn to shreds than be a part of so base an action. It is my conviction that killing under the cloak of war is nothing but an act of murder."
"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
"Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts." (Sign hanging in Einstein's office at Princeton)

Fragile Tension - Depeche Mode

Well it's a fragile tension, that's keeping us going
It may not last forever, but of all wind is blowing

There's something magical in the air
Some things so tragic we have to care

It's a strange obsession, it's drawing us nearer
We don't understand it, it never get's clearer

There's something mystical in our dreams
They're so simplistic it kicks and screams

Oh, when we see too recon the art occult that nothing can keep us down

It's a dizzying feeling that's keeping us flying
Some glittering gauntlet, without even trying

There's something magical in our hands
Nothing logical to our plans

* * *

Więc, jest kruche napięcie, które utrzymuje nas w ruchu
Ono może nie trwać wiecznie, ale mimo to wiatr stale dmucha

Jest coś magicznego w powietrzu
Niektóre rzeczy tak dramatyczne, którymi musimy się zajmować

Jest dziwna obsesja, która przyciąga nas bliżej
Nie rozumiemy tego, to nigdy nie stanie się dla nas jaśniejsze

Jest coś mistycznego w naszych marzeniach
One są tak proste, to daje kopa i krzyczy

Oh gdybyśmy tylko mogli zapoznać się ze sztuką okultyzmu tak, że nic nie mogłoby nas złamać

Jest oszałamiające uczucie, które utrzymuje nas w locie
Pewne połyskujące rękawice, nawet bez ich mierzenia

Jest coś magicznego w naszych dłoniach
Nic logicznego w naszych planach

Enjoy the silence - Depeche Mode

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can't you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Podziemny krąg (ang. Fight Club)

Bez bólu, bez poświęcenia nie osiągnęlibyśmy nic!
Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing! (ang.)
Postać: Tyler Durden
Biegłem. Biegłem aż moje mięśnie zaczęły palić, a w moich żyłach począł płynąć kwas. A potem pobiegłem jeszcze trochę.
I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more. (ang.)
Postać: narrator
Bob – mówię – żebra mi połamiesz – próbuję szeptać, potem już nawet nie próbuję – Bob – mówię cicho a potem wrzeszczę – Bob, ja muszę do kibla!
Dopiero gdy stracimy wszystko stajemy się zdolni do wszystkiego.
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything. (ang.)
Postać: Tyler Durden
Gdy cierpisz na bezsenność, nic nie wydaje się być prawdziwe. Wszystko jest kopią kopii.
Postać: narrator
Gdy cierpisz na bezsenność, nigdy tak naprawdę nie zasypiasz... i nigdy naprawdę się nie budzisz.
When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep... and you're never really awake. (ang.)
Postać: narrator
Gdybym miał nowotwór, nazwałbym go „Marla”.
Ideał trwa tylko przez moment. Więcej nie można od niego wymagać.
Ja po prostu nie chcę umrzeć bez kilku blizn.
I just don't want to die without a few scars (ang.)
Jak dużo możesz wiedzieć o sobie, jeśli nigdy się nie biłeś?
How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight? (ang.)
Jestem roztańczonym pyłem tego świata!
Postać: Tyler Durden
Jeśli budzisz się w innym czasie i innym miejscu, czy możesz obudzić się jako inny człowiek?
Postać: narrator
Każda planeta nosić będzie piętno korporacji, która pierwsza ją zgwałciła.
Każdego wieczoru umierałem i rodziłem się na nowo. Zmartwychwstały.
Postać: narrator
Kondom jest współczesnym pantofelkiem kopciuszka. Zakładasz go, gdy widzisz nieznajomego, tańczysz całą noc a później go wyrzucasz. To znaczy, kondoma, nie nieznajomego.
A condom is the glass slipper for our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, and then you throw it away. The condom, I mean, not the stranger. (ang.)
Postać: Marla Singer
Kto pamiętałby o Jezusie gdyby nikt nie napisał Ewangelii?
Musisz zaakceptować ewentualność, że Bóg nie lubi Cię, nigdy Cię nie chciał, i prawdopodobnie Cię nienawidzi.
You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. (ang.)
Postać: Tyler Durden
Mówię: Nigdy nie czuj się skończony. Mówię: Przestań być doskonały. Mówię: Ewoluujmy.
Ojciec jest dla ciebie uosobieniem Boga. A jeśli nie znasz swojego ojca, jeśli twój ojciec dał nogę, albo nigdy nie ma go w domu, to jakie jest twoje wyobrażenie o Bogu?
Oto twoje życie mijające z każdą minutą.
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time. (ang.)
Postać: narrator
Pierwsza zasada klubu walki – nie rozmawiajcie o klubie walki. Druga zasada klubu walki – nie rozmawiajcie o klubie walki. Trzecia zasada klubu walki – kiedy ktoś mówi „stop” albo puszcza farbę, koniec walki. Czwarta zasada klubu walki – walczy tylko dwóch facetów. Piąta zasada klubu walki – naraz może trwać tylko jedna walka. Szósta zasada – bez koszulek, bez butów. Siódma zasada – walki trwają tak długo, ile potrzeba. I ósma i ostatnia zasada – jeśli to jest twoja pierwsza noc w klubie walki, musisz walczyć.
The first rule of fight club is -- you don't talk about fight club. The second rule of fight club is – you don't talk about fight club. The third rule of fight club is – when someone says "stop" or goes limp, the fight is over. Fourth rule is -- only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule -- one fight at a time. Sixth rule -- no shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule -- fights go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule -- if this is your first night at fight club, you have to fight. (ang.)
Postać: Tyler Durden
Pociągnij za wajchę.
Wciśnij klawisz.
Nic z tego nie rozumiesz, a potem zwyczajnie umierasz.
Ponieważ nie mogę sięgnąć dna nie mogę zostać ocalony.
Reklamy każą tym ludziom uganiać się za samochodami i ubraniami, których nie potrzebują. Całe pokolenia wykonują prace, której nienawidzą, po to tylko, żeby móc sobie kupować coś, co nie jest im wcale potrzebne.
Rzeczy, które posiadasz w końcu zaczynają posiadać ciebie.
Samodoskonalenie jest masturbacją.
– Spotykam najsilniejszych i najinteligentniejszych ludzi, jacy kiedykolwiek żyli – mówi, a jego twarz obramowują gwiazdy zaglądające przez szybę od strony kierowcy – i ci ludzie rozlewają paliwo na stacjach benzynowych albo usługują do stolików w restauracjach.
Stwierdzenie że zabijasz to co kochasz obowiązuje w obie strony.
Tak oto poznałem Marlę Singer. Jej filozofią życiową było to, że mogła umrzeć w każdej chwili. To, że jeszcze nie umarła było dla niej tragedią.
This is how I met Marla Singer. Marla’s philosophy of life was that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn’t. (ang.)
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Tego, co się dzieje nie da się opisać słowami. Pragnę zanieczyścić wszystkie francuskie plaże, których nigdy nie widziałem.
To była wolność. Utrata całej nadziei była wolnością. Kiedy nie zabierałem głosu ludzie z grupy założyli najgorsze. I płakali jeszcze rzewniej. A ja z nimi. Spojrzyj w gwiazdy i odlatuj.
To jedyna realna rzecz w moim życiu, a ty ją niszczysz.
To teraz nasz świat, a tamci ludzie z przeszłości nie zyją.
W miarę posuwania się po osi czasu szansa na przeżycia spada w końcu do zera dla każdego.
W samolotach wszystko jest jednorazowe, ludzie też. Tacy jednorazowi przyjaciele.
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Wszyscy zostaliśmy wychowani na telewizji aby wierzyć, że pewnego dnia zostaniemy milionerami, gwiazdami filmu i rocka. Ale nie zostaniemy.
We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. (ang.)
Wszystko, co kiedykolwiek kochałeś, odrzuci cię albo umrze.
Wyprzedzają cię inne samochody. Widzisz ich kupry. Kierowcy pokazują ci środkowy palec. Ludzie, których pierwszy raz widzisz na oczy, zioną do ciebie nienawiścią. Nic sobie z tego nie robisz.
Ze spluwą w ustach wymawiasz tylko samogłoski.
With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels. (ang.)

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gwiazda polarna {f.} [astron.]
lodestar {rzecz.} [astron.]

Gwiazda Polarna {f.} [astron.]
Polaris {rzecz.} [astron.]

spadająca gwiazda {f.} [astron.] [skr.]
meteor {rzecz.} [astron.]

Gwiazda Biegunowa {f.} [astron.]
Polestar {rzecz.} [astron.]

Gwiazda Polarna {f.} [astron.]
Polestar {rzecz.} [astron.]

Gwiazda Biegunowa {f.} [astron.]
Polaris {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda przewodnia {f.} [przen.]
lodestar {rzecz.}

spadająca gwiazda {f.}
meteor {rzecz.}

gwiazda supernowa {f.} [astron.]
supernova {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda nowa {f.} [astron.]
nova {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda betlejemska {f.} [bot.]
poinsettia {rzecz.} [bot.]

gwiazda wieczorna {f.}
Vesper {rzecz.} [poet.]

Gwiazda Polarna {f.} [astron.]
North Star {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda Wolfa-Rayeta {f.} [astron.]
WR {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda symbiotyczna {f.} [astron.]
symbiotic star {rzecz.} [astron.]

spadająca gwiazda {f.} [astron.] [pot.]
falling star {rzecz.} [astron.] [pot.]

Gwiazda Biegunowa {f.} [astron.]
North Star {rzecz.} [astron.]

spadająca gwiazda {f.} [astron.] [pot.]
shooting-star {rzecz.} [astron.] [pot.]

spadająca gwiazda {f.} [astron.] [pot.]
shooting star {rzecz.} [astron.] [pot.]

gwiazda zmienna {f.} [astron.]
variable star {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda podwójna {f.} [astron.]
binary star {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda neutronowa {f.} [astron.]
neutron star {rzecz.} [astron.]

gwiazda wielokrotna {f.} [astron.]
multiple star {rzecz.} [astron.]