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Post by Christian on Aug 15, 2005 22:17:17 GMT 1
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Post by Eirik K. on Sept 21, 2005 22:31:43 GMT 1
Tekst til verdens vakreste låt: The Dubliners - The town i loved so well.
The Dubliners er Irsk folkemusikk. Så dem da jeg var 10 år. Grunnen til at jeg i det hele tatt dro på denne konserten var jo p.g.a Mamma og Pappa, og jeg kunne jo såklart ikke like musikken som de gjorde:p den dag i dag elsker jeg dette fantastiske bandet. Det var faktiskt disse karene som laga orginalen av Whiskey in the jar, som er en velkjent sang.
Utrolig fin sang <3
In my memory I will always see
the town that I have loved so well
where our school played ball by the gas yard wall
and we laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane,
past ther gaol (jail) and down behind the fountain,
those were happy days in so many, many ways
in the town I loved so well.
2:
In the early morning, the shirt factory horn
callde women from Creggan, the moor and the bog
while their men on the dole played a mother's role
fed the children and then trained the dogs.
And when times got tough, there was just about enough
but they saw it through without complaining
for deep inside was a burning pride
in the town I loved so well
3:
There was music there in the Derry air
like a language that we all could understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
when I played in a smallåpick-up band
there I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
for I learned about life and I found a wife
in the town I loved so well
4:
But when I returned how my eyes have burned
to see how a town could be brought to its knees
by the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
and the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army's installed by the old gas yard wall
and the damded barbed wire gets higher and higher
with their tanks and their guns oh my God what have they done
to the town I loved so well
5:
Now the music's gone but they carry on
for their spirit's been bruised, never broken
they will not forget but their hearts are set
on tomorrow and peace once again.
For what's done is done and what's won is won
and what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright, brand new day
in the town I loved so well
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Post by henrikes on Nov 3, 2005 20:01:22 GMT 1
To the one that I love, my journey has begun When our eyes meet once more there will be peace The taste of your lips the warmth of your touch again, forever, two souls as one Seems like forever that my eyes have been denied Home - I'm dreaming of home I've been twenty years away from all I ever knew to return would make my dreams come true 2 avsnitt ifra The Odyssey med Symphony X. Kunne selfølgelig ikke post'e hele sangen, det hadde spamma hele Driten sin den er et par lysår lang, men jeg tok ut de 2 tekstene som ikke BARE kan knyttes til Odyssevs sin ferd. Kjenner meg igjen i disse 2 versene, siden jeg har et avstandsforhold med verdens mest fantastiske menneske   Og så inneholder jo sangen noen sjuke vokaler og Solopartier ifra dem som spiller HULL i alle andre metalband:P Symphony X |
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Post by Hawken on Nov 4, 2005 1:42:46 GMT 1
ÜMLAUT !
Come on! Let's blow this town raze the streets to rubble!
Set a landspeed for causing trouble.
I want to ride a sonic boom across a land with no borders
I'll be the crash test dümmy of the New World Order! Yeah!
We're here to raise the roof!
We'll blow it of and that's the truth!
Speed don't kill and heres the proof:
Ûmlaut Iron Horse Bike Strike Force En Röute!
Hit the event horizon at escape velocity
Run the pigs off the road, fück up their vile pomposity
I want to set god's world on fire to see the look on His face
I want to blaze a flaming trail straight out of this place
And leave it laid to waste in my wake! Oh Yeah!!
We're here to raise the roof - and fürthermore
We'll burn it down, and that's the truth!
Baby, you ain't seen üncoüth 'cause
Speed don't kill and we're the proof.
Û-M-L-A-U-T that spells ANARCHY
Toot Toot!
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Post by Øyvind on Nov 4, 2005 17:59:41 GMT 1
Eirik - faren min er hardcore irsk folkemusikkfan, og hører på det meste av irsk. Det har jo selvsagt smittet over på meg, og det er jeg glad for. fantastisk fin musikk  |
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Post by deaven on Nov 5, 2005 21:06:28 GMT 1
Mja.
fin tekst.
liksom.
m'm
Radiohead - The Bends
Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now when I need you?
Alone in an aeroplane
Falling asleep against the window pane
My blood will THICKEN.
I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain
cause' I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath
And who are my real friends?
Have they all got the bends?
Am I really sinking this low?
My baby's got the bends
We don't have any real friends
I'm lying in a bar with my drip feed on
talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen
I wish it was the sixties
I wish I could be happy
I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen.
Where do we go from here?
The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear
And Where are you?
They brought in the C.I.A.
The tanks, and the whole marines to blow me away
To blow me sky high.
My baby's got the bends
We don't have any real friends
I'm lying in a bar with my drip feed on
talking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happen
I wish it was the sixties
I wish I could be happy
I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen.
I want to live and breathe
I want to be part of the human race.
Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now when I need you?
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