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
Die Grenzen meiner Sprache, sind die Grenzen meiner Welt
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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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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
Re: Songtexte, welche die Seele berühren
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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Re: Songtexte, welche die Seele berühren
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!