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I remember just loving this song when I was little..I fell in love with Tupac the moment I heard him in it..

I cried hard the day he went away..

Tupac, Ice cube and Snoop.. That's really all I ever need in rap for my play list..There are other really good ones..But those three are all I really need..B|

old skool:ph34r:

 

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You guys  put me in the mood to go find Selena.. :)

I really love her voice,she had just the right amount of rasp..

Seeing this still brings tears to my eyes every time..She was just so good...

 

I just want to add this,because it felt good to hear others expressing  themselves and how she made them feel,as well..

She had this impact that just made people love her..Not just say they love her for her music, but loved her..

 

These reaction videos are usually meant to be humorous,But not when it's Selena.:)

 

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End the lyrics in English. 
Eki Attar
Good Horses
On the swift steed’s head
Bridle and bit are rinkling-rinkling
Remembering the beloved above all
My heart is beating pit-a-pat
On my good bay horse’s head
Saddle and rein are rinkling-rinkling
On my sweetheart’s braid
Her braid ornament is swaying-swaying
Trotting up the river Khemchik
Such is the pace of the arched dun horse
Always coming when evening falls
Such is the habit of my young love
Trotting clip-clop clip-clop
It is the trot of my dark-bay horse
Always smiling softly
Such is the habit of my sweet friend
The silver bridle on my horse’s head
Is it enviable, brother-in-law?
Your lambkin staying with me
Is she desirable, brother-in-law?
The golden saddle, rein, and bit
Are they enviable, brother-in-law?
Your precious staying with me
Is she desirable, brother-in-law?
On the shy colt’s head
Bit and rings are rinkling-rinkling
On my young love’s braid
Her braid ornament is swaying-swaying
I long to ride my skewbald horse
On whose flank a mark is branded
I long to meet the beloved girl
On whose fingers rings are stuck
Dalszerzők: Kaigal-Ool Khovalyg
Eki Attar dalszöveg © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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When I was young, I'd carry Dad's short-wave radio to my room, clip the antenna to a long wire I'd strung through the attic and search for sounds from far away. HCJB, "The Voice of the Andes", operating out of Quito, Equador became a favorite of mine, because of music like this...

A trip to Quito is on my bucket list.

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She has her own special section on my playlist..How inspiring she was and still has been..

Lyrics are below..

I believe when someone passes away
Either a star is born, energy so pure
That it creates new worlds
Or as the soul releases
Shatters into pieces
Becoming free flowing thoughts
For my mental thesis
Maybe we just don't understand
The spirits that still walk the land
Or whatever the case
I believe that we all still remain
To share the same space

So dad, I know you're listenin'
How you been?
Oh, I'm doin' fine, just passin' time
Submerged in sin sometimes I take a bath
And just get all dirty again
I try to cleanse my mind, cleanse my soul and get in
Into that place you've been
No, I'm not tryin' to rush anything
I just wanna visit you because I miss you
So what you tryin' to say?
My imagination been wild since I been a child
And since you're laughin' then
I take it that good things are happenin'

The day I learned you were gone
A new star was born
Distant voices fill my mind
Said look up in the sky
And when I did there you were

Well, I'm sure you already know this
I'm a big pop star
And my pops is a star (ha ha)
No, you really are
Sometimes I feel like an anus
I kinda made you a little famous
Always spillin' my guts
Explainin' to these people who think I'm nuts
Told them how you and moms knuckled up
My excuse for being such a disrupt
Yeah, they sure did
They called you an abusive drunk
Sorry, I didn't realize the media would run with it
But now I know and sometimes I try to have fun with it

The day I learned you were gone
A new star was born
Distant voices fill my mind
Said look up in the sky
And when I did there you were

What did you say you wish to be free
Been here all this time because of me
And on August 16, 2001
Anything that I wish to release
Release? I see

First of all I give you my thanks for preparing me
To be open and free
I release my mind releasin' my soul
Release the courage to break the mold
Release my record 20 million sold
Release my pops you're free to go
Create a new galaxy, yes dad
You'll still be right next to me

The day I learned you were gone
A new star was born
Distant voices fill my mind
Said look up in the sky
And when I did there you were

The day I learned you were gone
A new star was born
Distant voices fill my mind
Said look up in the sky
And when I did there you were

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On 7/19/2018 at 9:41 PM, Madelaine McMasters said:

When I was young, I'd carry Dad's short-wave radio to my room, clip the antenna to a long wire I'd strung through the attic and search for sounds from far away. HCJB, "The Voice of the Andes", operating out of Quito, Equador became a favorite of mine, because of music like this...

I love this story and the image it evokes. Long ago I discovered the world music section of the New York Public Library at Lincoln Center. They had an amazing collection of vinyl -- mostly classical of course -- that you could check out, but I was more interested in Australian Aborigine songs, indigenous music from the Peruvian Andes and the pearl fishermen of Bahrain. 

Today I am listening to Chet Faker. Fun video too...

 

 

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 https://lyricstranslate.com/en/ahoi-ahoy.html
 

Yenisei is me, the Sayan and Tan
My nation is alive and well ever since the antiquity.
Thickly melted sygyt & höömei
Are my songs ever since the start of time
 
Although the forefathers of kargiraas,
Had by now being carved into the hills and stones;
The decendents of kargiraas;
The rousers of the most hardened souls, are with us.
 
Although the forefathers of sygyt and höömey,
Had by now being turned into corner stones;
The decendents of kargiraas;
Boilers of the breasts and hearts*, are with us.
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