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Muzyka pop - ogólnie muzyka popularna - termin ten jest jednak wieloznaczny. W najszerszym sensie muzyka pop jest po prostu ka¿dym rodzajem muzyki rozrywkowej, niezale¿nie od jej charakteru. W wê¿szym zakresie popem nazywa siê bardziej "miêkki" i nastawiony na masowego odbiorcê od³am muzyki rockowej, charakteryzuj¹cy siê prostot¹, melodyjnoœci¹ i szerszym ni¿ w klasycznej muzyce rockowej u¿yciem syntezatorów i studyjnych technik nagraniowych. Czêsto style popowe s¹ "³agodniejszymi" odmianami pierwotnych stylów wyros³ych z ró¿nych odmian muzyki rozrywkowej (nie tylko rockowej), lub kombinacjami tych odmian tak zestawianymi, aby usun¹æ brzmienia nie tolerowane w danym momencie przez wiêkszoœæ potencjalnych s³uchaczy, oraz aby zachowaæ brzmienia, które s¹ aktualnie modne.

Last night I dreamt of flying
Over hillsides in the snow
And I dove down through the clouds
To the valley there below
Where the fields turned into parking lots
My freedom turned to dread
And the ground rose up to greet me
And I jumped up out of bed
You can fly, fly, fly
Off to anywhere you choose
You can try, try, try
But eventually you'll lose
It seems there's always something
Tryin' to bring a good man down
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
Searchin' through my sofa
Tryin' to find some extra change
I thought that I knew everything
Till everything changed
Now I'm standing on an island
That is sinking into the sea
And all that I can do
Is just enjoy the scenery
You can fly, fly, fly
Off to anywhere you choose
You can try, try, try
But eventually you'll lose
They say a man hears sweet, soft music
Just before he drowns
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
You and I have politics
There's lines that we don't cross
We live happily ever after
Inside this little box
But you just can't take a lion
And throw him into a cage
And expect him to be thankful
For the shelter that you gave
You can fly, fly, fly
Off to anywhere you choose
You can try, try, try
But eventually you'll lose
The more you try to cling to me
The less I'll stick around
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground podpis elektroniczny sypialnie Spa w górach Zakłady Bukmacherskie mieszkania Szczecin
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