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Ergreifende Lyrics... Da gibt es unzählige, aber ich werde den Song posten, der bei mir ganz, ganz weit oben steht und danach kommt lange Zeit rein gar nichts:

Shriekback - This big hush

Is there a fire in the sky?
Is there a moon up there?
Is anything alive now?
This darkness is what I hear.
This is a breathless silence,
a moment out of time.
I see your face in the shadow,
The tell - tale signs are in your eyes.

More than I can hold in my hands,
Running through the gaps like water.
Aching with a passion inside,
Deep as the river.

All desire,
The ashes and the fire
Turning this night inside
And the light from you.

Is there a flame in the dark?
Is there a bright heart star?
These creatures look the same now.
We freeze wherever we are.
We wake alone in the blackness.
We sleep wherever we fall.
One dream all around us,
This big hush infects us all.

Holding up an animal fear.
Soaking up the waves underwater.
Tuned to music no one can hear.
Forever in this half light.

All desire,
The ashes and the fire
Turning this night inside
And the light from you.

More than I can hold in my hands,
Running through the gaps like water.
Aching with a passion inside
Deep as the river.

All desire,
The ashes and the fire
Turning this night inside,
All desire,
The ashes and the fire
Turning this night inside,
Turning this night inside,
Turning this night inside,
And the light from you.

Ich hab den Text extra per Hand getippt, anstatt zu pasten, um ihn nochmal auf mich wirken zu lassen. Früher stand ich zugegeben vor einem Rätsel, bis ich in die (meiner Meinung nach) haargenau dort geschilderte Situation kam und mir tausend Lichter aufgingen. Seitdem ist er für mich (wie der ganze Song überhaupt) unerreicht, fast eine Philosophie. Hab meinen Nick ja nicht umsonst.

Shriekback

Eines meiner absoluten Favoriten, u.a. auch wegen des abgedrehten Textes:

An Englishman in New York (Godley & Creme)

Demented New York athletes staggering round the block
Deformed Chicanos pour in, Chicago's rolling stock
Digital bathrooms drilling for furs
Surgical stockings marked his and hers
Guggenheim attitudes back to back
With Jewish Baroque


No way street - no way street Happy
to see you, have a nice day!

Defecting Russian dancers dance into Hockney prints
Exclusive to Bloomingdales, gift-wrapped in red
From the land of blue rinse
They boggle at menus in Olde English verse
"Ode to a burger" by Keats at his worst
The hissing of omelettes the breaking of legs
Don't shoot till you see the whites of their eggs
The pink fillet mignon looks black on the negs

Strange apparatus You've never seen
Strange apparatus,
even stranger theme
Street alligators
Big Anglophile
Will navigate us through a change of style
I came, I saw what manner of beast is this
New York you talk a little bit left of centre
A scream a shout New York is throwing its weight
about Walk tall, walk straight, spit the world right in the eye
The stronger the wood the straighter the arrow
Dismembered hopeful My-Lai veterans queuing for sleaze
"Sorry no dogs, no fags, no shriners, and no amputees"
Sexual athlete applies for audition
Willing to make it in any position
Just one of the extras with blood on their faces
In snow-white and the seven basket cases
I'm happy and dopey and dirty in places
No way street No way street
Lock up your daughters, Avon crawling!

Devoted collectors of paraphernalia out walking the rock
Battle and bitch for the ultimate kitch
Of a crucifix clock
Two miniature romans, running on rails
Appear evey hour and bang in the nails
I've got to have it, Christ, I gotta bet the first
On our block

Disturbing facts about Nazi splinter groups seen on the news
They're picketing synagogues and claiming that Hitler was King of
the Jews Caught in the tunnel an ambulance howls A men's room
attendant is flapping his jowls Ssshh, Howard Johnson is moving
his bowels.

Strange apparatus
You've never seen
Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
Street alligators
Big Anglophile
Will navigate us through a change of style
Strange apparatus
You've never seen
Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
Walk straight, walk tall, spit the world right in the eye
The stronger the wood, the straighter the arrow
No way street - no way street

@waschbaer: Hallo Kollege! Auch ich habe im Englischunterricht schon mal "Belfast Child" eingesetzt und die Schüler (Kl. 9) dabei u.a. rätseln lassen, wer eigentlich Billy und Mary sind...

Im Moment behandle ich im Englischunterricht einer Kl. 10 gerade einen meiner absoluten Lieblingstexte, der mir insbesondere beim Übergang von der vierten zur fünften Strophe (dramatischer Höhepunkt, wie ich finde) und in den letzten zwei Zeilen feuchte Augen bereitet:


Victor was born in spring of '44
And never saw his father any more
A child of sacrifice, a child of war
Another son who never had
A father after Leningrad

Went off to school and learned to serve the state
Followed the rules and drank his vodka straight
The only way to live was drown the hate
A Russian life was very sad
And such was life in Leningrad

I was born in '49
A cold war kid in McCarthy time
"Stop 'em at the 38th parallel
Blast those yellow reds to hell!"
And cold war kids were hard to kill
Under their desk in an air raid drill
Haven't they heard we won the war?
What do they keep on fighting for?

Victor was sent to some red army town
Served out his time - became a circus clown
The greatest happiness he ever found
Was making Russian children glad
And children lived in Leningrad

But children lived in Levittown
And hid in the shelters underground
Until the Soviets turned their ships around
And tore the Cuban missilies down
And in that bright October sun
We knew our childhood days were done
And I watched my friends go off to war
What do they keep on fighting for?

And so my child and I came to this place
To meet him eye to eye and face to face
He made my daughter laugh - then we embraced
We never knew what friends we had
Until we came to Leningrad


Erkannt?
Natürlich Billy Joel mit "Leningrad".

Auch von Billy Joel stammt ein zweiter sehr ergreifender Song: "Downeaster Alexa". Schon allein die Textzeile "Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis and I still have my hands on the wheel" ist der pure Wahnsinn...

Gruß

Emrys

Mir fällt noch einer ein, wenn wir schon beim Thema "Cold War" sind.

"Russians"

In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
Mr. Krushchev said we will bury you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russians love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy
There is no monopoly in common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put the words in the mouth of the President
There's no such thing as a winnable war
It's a lie that we don't believe anymore
Mr. Reagan says we will protect you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us, me, and you
Is that the Russians love their children too

Zum Thema Krieg wäre da noch das geniale Konzept-Album Dead Winter Dead von Savatage zu nennen. Es befasst sich mit dem Balkan Krieg in den frühen 90ern. Sämtliche Texte dieses Albums sind für mich ergreifend und stimmen einen mehr als nachdenklich. Hier der Link zu den Lyrics des Albums:

http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/savata ... ead.html#6

Irgendwie bedrückend. Im Booklet der CD finden sich zudem noch sehr genaue Beschreibungen in welchem Umfeld die Lieder zu betrachten sind und viele kleine geschichten aus Sarajevo, berichtet von Augenzeugen. Da wird von einem alten Mann berichtet, der jeden Tag während des Krieges mit seinem Cello auf den Marktplatz ging und spielte. Wenn er spielte, lauschten ihm die Soldaten beider Seiten und es gab in dieser Zeit ein Feuerpause. Irgendwann starb er durch eine Granate oder einen Heckenschützen.

J.B.

So auf Anhieb fallen mir 3 Titel ein:

Tears in Heaven - Eric Clapton

Another Day in Paradise - Phil Collins

Hey Matthew - Karel Fialka

Die ersten beiden sind ziemlich ergreifend, finde ich.
Bei Phil Colins muss man ja nur den Text lesen.

Bei Eric Clapton muss man noch wissen, dass es dies für seinen,
bei einem Fenstersturz tödlich verunglückten Sohn geschrieben hat.

Das Lied von Karel Fialka finde ich einfach nur interessant.
und aussergewöhnlich.

Tears in Heaven - Eric Clapton

would you know my name
if I saw you in heaven
would it be the same
if I saw you in heaven

I must be strong
and carry on
`cause I know
I don´t belong
here in heaven

would you hold my hand
if I saw you in heaven
would help me stand
if I saw you in heaven

I´ll find my way
through night and day
`cause I know
I just can´t stay
here in heaven

time can bring you down
time can bend your knees
time can break your heart
have your beggin´ please
beggin´ please

beyond the door
there´s peace, I´m sure
and I know there´ll be no more
tears in heaven

would you know my name
if I saw you in heaven
would it be the same
if i saw you in heaven

I must be strong
and carry on
cause i know I don´t belong
here in heaven
cause i know I don´t belong
here in heaven


Another Day in Paradise - Phil Collins

1: She calls out to the man on the street
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"
2: He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
He starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there
Ref: Oh think twice, it's just another day for you
and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise
INTRO
3: She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
She can't walk but she's trying
Ref: Oh think twice...
INTRO
Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say
You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cos she didn't fit in there
Ref: Oh think twice...



Hey Matthew - Karel Fialka

I was sitting with Matthew,
we were watching TV
I said Hey Matthew,
what do you see?
Do you see the guns,
do you see the bombs,
See those people throwing all of those stones?
Do you see the cars going up in flames,
See their faces, do you know their names,
Hey Matthew, when you're watching TV
Hey, Hey Matthew, what do you see?

Do you see the tension in a rich man's house?
Do you see the cat, do you see the mouse?
Do you see the beauty or the big bad beast?
Do you see the famine, do you see the feast?
In this world of villains do you see the crime,
Is a superhero waiting at the edge of time?
Hey Matthew, when you're watching TV;
Hey, Hey Matthew, what do you see?

I see Dallas, Dynasty, Silver Hawks,
He-Man, Tom & Jerry, Dukes of Hazzard,
Airwolf, Blue Thunder, Rambo, Road Runner,
Daffy Duck, The A-Team, The A-Team, I see the A-Team

I was sitting with Matthew,
we were watching TV
I said Hey Matthew,
what'll you be?
Will you walk like a lion in the danger zone,
Will you pass unnoticed in the great unknown?
When you see the press out on a witch hunt,
When you see a political publicity stunt,
Will you fight for the right, will you be a man?
Will you step aside, will you give a damn?

Will you ride that tide with the starry eyed?
Will you give and take, will you laugh 'til you ache?
Will you learn to live, will you take, will you give?
As the bridges burn, will you live and learn,
Will you be numbered with the brave and true?
Well, good luck kid, here's lookin' at you.

In the future, Matthew, so bright and free,
Hey Matthew, what'll you be?
Hey Hey Matthew, what'll you be?

I want to be a soldier, street fighter, be a policeman
A captain of a boat - big boat.
I want to be a medical officer, a cowboy,
a train driver, high diver,
A fireman, a pilot, I want to be your friend.

It's all a game - I hope.

Hey Matthew,
Hey Hey Matthew.

I hope.
I hope.
I hope.
I hope.

Quellen: www.songtext.net

Peter Gabriel - Biko

September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead

When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead

You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead

And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now

In Erinnerung an "Steven Biko", südafrikanischer Aktivist, ermordet 1977.

Gruß Level 42

ah ja, Level 42. Schau dir doch mal mein Post 003 an :D

UPSSS... glatt übersehen:D

Ich glaube ich werde Alt...

Ganz aktuell:

Flipsyde - Happy Birthday

Verse 1:
Please accept my apologies, wonder what would have been
Would you've been a little angel or an angel of sin?
Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.
Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes?
I payed for the murder before they determined the sex
Choosing our life over your life meant your death
And you never got a chance to even open your eyes
Sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you faught for your life?
Would you have been a little genius in love with math?
Would you have played in your schoolclothes and made me mad?
Would you have been a little rapper like your papa da Piper?
Would you have made me quit smokin' by finding one of my lighters?
I wonder about your skintone and shape of your nose?
And the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow?
Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, love you whoever you woulda been
Happy birthday...


Chorus:
All I thought was a dream (make a wish)
Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday)
All I thought was a dream (make a wish)
Was as real as it seemed

I made a mistake!


Verse 2:
I've got a millon excuses to why you died
Bet the people got their own reasons for homicide
Who's to say it woulda worked, and who's to say it wouldn't have?
I was young and strugglin' but old enough to be your dad
The fear of being a father has never disappeared
Pondering frequently while I'm zippin' on my beer
My vision of a family was artificial and fake
So when it came time to create I made a mistake
Now you've got a little brother maybe he's really you?
Maybe you really forgave us knowin' we was confused?
Maybe everytime that he smiles it's you proudly knowin' that your father's doin' the right thing now?
I never tell a woman what to do with her body
But if she don't love children then we can't party
Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, love you whoever you woulda been
Happy birthday...


Chorus:
All I thought was a dream (make a wish)
Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday)
All I thought was a dream (yeah, make a wish)
Was as real as it seemed

I made a mistake!


And from the heavens to the womb to the heavens again
From the endin' to the endin', never got to begin
Maybe one day we could meet face to face?
In a place without time and space
Happy birthday...

From the heavens to the womb to the heavens again
From the endin' to the endin', never got to begin
Maybe one day we could meet face to face?
In a place without time and space
Happy birthday...


Chorus:
All I thought was a dream (make a wish)
Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday)
All I thought was a dream (make a wish)
Was as real as it seemed

I made a mistake...!

Die deutsche Übersetzung:

"Alles Gute zum Geburtstag"

Bitte akzeptier meine Entschuldigung, ich frage mich was gewesen wäre.
Wärst du ein kleiner Engel geworden oder ein böser Bube?
Wildfang rennt umher, hängt rum mit all den Jungs.
Oder ein kleiner netter Junge mit wunderschönen braunen Augen.
Ich habe für den Mord gezahlt bevor sie das Geschlecht feststellen konnten,
unser Leben vor deinem Leben zu wählen bedeutete deinen Tod.
Und du hast niemals die Chance bekommen jemals deine Augen zu öffnen,
manchmal frage ich mich ob du als Fötus um dein Leben gekämpft hast.
Wärst du ein kleines Genie geworden? In Mathe verliebt?
Hättest du in deinen Schulsachen gespielt und mich böse gemacht?
Wärst du ein kleiner Rapper geworden wie dein Vater "The Piper"?
Hättest du mich dazu gebracht mit dem rauchen aufzuhören indem du eines meiner Feuerzeuge findest?
Ich frage mich wie deine Hautfarbe und die Form deiner Nase wäre,
und die Art wie du gelacht oder gesprochen hättest, schnell oder langsam.
Ich denke jedes Jahr darüber nach, also habe ich mir einen Stift genommen.
Alles gute zum Geburtstag, ich liebe dich, wer immer du auch gewesen wärst.

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag,
Was ich dachte war ein Traum
Wünsch dir etwas
Es war realistischer als es zu sein schien

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag,
Was ich dachte war ein Traum
Wünsch dir etwas
Es war realistischer als es zu sein schien

Ich habe einen Fehler gemacht!

Ich habe Millionen Entschuldigungen, warum du gestorben bist.
Und andere Leute haben ihre eigenen Gründe für Totschlag.
Wer kann sagen das es funktioniert hätte und wer sagen das es nicht funktioniert?
Ich war jung und kämpfte, aber alt genug um ein Vater zu sein.
Die Angst zu werden wie mein Vater ist nie verschwunden,
Ich denke jedes mal daran wenn ich an meinem Bier nippe.
Meine Vorstellung von einer Familie war künstlich und eine Fälschung
als es Zeit wurde sie aufzubauen, machte ich einen Fehler.
Aber jetzt hast du einen kleinen Bruder, vielleicht bist das wirklich du.
Vielleicht vergibst du uns weil du weißt das wir verwirrt waren.
Vielleicht weißt du immer wenn er lacht, dass dein Vater jetzt das richtige tut.
Ich werde niemals einer Frau sagen was sie mit ihrem Körper machen soll,
aber wenn sie keine Kinder mag, wird es nichts mit uns.
Ich denke jedes Jahr darüber nach, also habe ich mir einen Stift genommen.
Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, ich liebe dich, wer immer du auch gewesen wärst.

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag,
Was ich dachte war ein Traum
Wünsch dir etwas
Es war so real wie es zu sein schien

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag,
Was ich dachte war ein Traum
Wünsch dir etwas
Es war realistischer als es zu sein schien

Ich habe einen Fehler gemacht!

Und vom Himmel zur Gebärmutter und wieder zum Himmel.
Vom Ende zum Ende, niemals angefangen.
Vielleicht können wir uns eines Tages von Angesicht zu Angesicht sehen,
an einem Ort ohne Raum und Zeit.Alles Gute zum Geburtstag

Und vom Himmel zur Gebärmutter und wieder zum Himmel.
Vom Ende zum Ende, niemals angefangen.
Vielleicht können wir uns eines Tages treffen von Angesicht zu Angesicht,
an einem Ort ohne Raum und Zeit.
Happy Birthday

Was ich dachte war ein Traum
Wünsch dir etwas
Es war realistischer als es zu sein schien

Happy Birthday,
Was ich dachte war ein Traum
Wünsch dir etwas
Es war realistischer als es zu sein schien

Ich habe einen Fehler gemacht!





Gruß
musicola