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DarkLight · Administrator Beiträge: 676 Ort: Graz

Sarah McLachlan - In the Arms of an Angel

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an Angel fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

In the arms of an Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

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Master Mars · Großbauer Beiträge: 90

Bill Whithers - Ain't No Sunshine

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she's gone,
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.

Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.

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herrrlich!

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...Es war einmal ein Brot das brach sich einfach tot. Signatur? So'n Quatsch...

Jamis · Erstellt: 06.01.04, 14:26 Betreff: Re: Songtexte, welche die Seele berühren

Kate Ryan - Mon coeur résiste encore

Suis ton coeur, suis ton étoile
Sois plus fort, vas jusqu'au bout
La route est longue mais pleine d'espoir
Viens me dire enfin que tu m'aimes

Sèche mes larmes, sauve notre histoire
Sois plus fort, vas jusqu'au bout
Ecoute mon âme, mais pense à moi
A ce souvenir qui nous retient

Suis ton coeur, suis ton étoile
La route est longue mais pleine d'espoir

Dis-moi que tu m'aimes
Brisons les chaînes
Sans mentir, car mon coeur resiste encore

Suis ton coeur, suis ton étoile
Sois plus fort, vas jusqu'au bout
La route est longue mais pleine d'espoir
Viens me dire enfin que tu m'aimes

Rejoins-moi, ravive ma flamme
Ton sourire, ton regard doux
sont comme de l'or au fond de moi

Dis moi que tu m'aimes
Brisons les chaînes
Sans mentir, car mon coeur résiste encore

Car tu sais que nous avons tout la vie

Suis ton coeur, suis ton étoile
La route est longue mais pleine d'espoir

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"Oh ja, ich kann mich noch sehr gut an meinen allerersten Tod erinnern...
- Jamis, Schattentänzer des Krematoriums der Schatten

Master Mars · Großbauer Beiträge: 90

The White Stripes - I just don't know what to do with myself

der Text ist zwar einfach, aber das macht es gerade aus. Ich liebe diese Band

I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself
planning everything for two
doing everything with you
and now that we're through
I just don't know what to do

I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself
movies only make me sad
parties make me feel as bad
cause I'm not with you
I just don't know what to do

like a summer rose
needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
to beat love away

well I don't know what to do with myself
just don't know what to do with myself
planning everything for two
doing everything with you
and now that we're through
I just don't know what to do

like a summer rose
needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
to beat love away

I just don't know what to do with myself
just don't know what to do with myself
just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know what to do with myself

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The White Stripes - Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him eben thou' you can

Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep
then there's nothing I can do to keep
From crying when he calls your name, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him even thou' you can

Well I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man
But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene

Well You could have your choice of man
But I could never love again
He's the only one for me, Jolene

I had to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him even though you can

ich weiß nicht ob's ganz richtig ist, hab ich selbst so vom hören her geschrieben ... also keine GEWÄÄHR

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Mirei · Administrator Beiträge: 74 Ort: Wien

Kleid aus Rosen - Subway to Sally

Ein gutes Mädchen lief einst fort,
verließ ihrer Kindheit schönen Ort.
Verließ die Eltern und sogar,
den Mann dem sie Versprochen war.
Vor einem Haus da blieb sie stehn,
darinnen war ein Mann zu sehn.
Der Bilder stach in nackte Haut,
da rief das gute Mädchen laut:

Meister, Meister gib mir Rosen,
Rosen auf mein weißes Kleid.
Stech die Blumen,
in den bloßen,
unberührten,
Mädchenleib.

Diese Rosen kosten Blut,
so sprach der Meister sanft und gut.
Enden früh dein junges Leben,
will dir lieber keine geben.
Doch das Mädchen war verdammt,
hat auf Knien ausgeharrt,
bis er nicht mehr widerstand,
und die Nadel nahm zur Hand:

Meister, Meister gib mir Rosen,
Rosen auf mein weißes Kleid.
Stech die Blumen,
in den bloßen,
unberührten,
Mädchenleib.

Und aus seinen tiefen Stichen,
wuchsen Blätter,
wuchsen Blüten,
wuchsen unbekannte Schmerzen,
in dem jungen Mädchenherzen.
Später hat man sie gesehn,
einsam an den Wassern stehn.
Niemals hat man je erfahrn,
welchen Preis der Meister nahm:

Meister, Meister gib mir Rosen,
Rosen auf mein weißes Kleid.
Stech die Blumen,
in den bloßen,
unberührten,
Mädchenleib.

Meister, Meister gib mir Rosen,
Rosen auf mein weißes Kleid.
Stech die Blumen,
in den bloßen,
unberührten,
Mädchenleib.

danke marsilein, für das lied (und die anderen die ich gerade dauernd höre, auch wenn ich dir nicht schreiben kann [ab mo sind meine prüfungen vorbei, spätestens dann]) kizz und hdl!