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[b]TO ONE IN PARADISE[/b]
‘and all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy dark eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams
In what ethereal dances
By what eternal streamsÂ’
If I could see the sky above
And my mind could be set free
As wild white horses reached the shore
IÂ’d stand alone and oversee
And if the bush before me burns
Should I turn my eyes away
And still the voices I can hear
As clear to me as light of day
I believed in my dreams
Nothing could change my mind
Now I know what they mean
How could I be so blind
Cold sands of time
(Winds that blo as cold as ice
Sounds that come in the night )
Shall hide what is left of me
( Come from Paradise )
I‘ve been through times when no one cared
(Words that were mine)
I‘ve seen clouds in empty skies
When one kind ward meant more to me
(Shall last as a memory)
Than all the love in Paradise
I believed in my dreams
Nothing could change my mind
Till I found what they mean
Nothing can save me now

[b]THE RAVEN[/b]
‚Quoth the raven ‚Nevermore‘
as if his soul in that one word
he did outpour‘



the clock struck midnight
And through my sleeping
1 heard a tapping at my door
1 Iooked but nothing lay in the darkness
And so I turned inside once more
To my amazement
There stood a raven
Whose shadow hung above my door
Then through the silence
lt spoke the one word
That I shall hear for evermore
Nevermore
Thus quoth the raven. nevermore
And sti11 the raven remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him
No prayer remove him
And I must hear for evermore
[i]Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore[i]

[b]THE TELL-TALE HEART[/b]
‚Villains‘ I shrieked,
dissemble no more! I admit the deed!
— tear up the planks here, here! —
it is the beating of his hideous heart!‘

You should have seen him
Lying alone in helpless silence in the night
You should have seen him
You would have seen his eye reflecting in the light
So for the old man
Ashes to ashes, earth to earth and dust to dual
No one will see me
No one with guilt to share, no secret soul to trust
And he won‘t be found at all
Not a trace to mark his fall
Nor a stain upon the wall.
Louder and louder
Till I could tell the sound was not within my ears
You should have Seen me
You would have seen my eyes grow white and cold with fear
Heard all the things in Heaven and Earth
I‘ve seen many things in Hell
But his vulture‘s eye of a cold pale blue
is the eye of the Devil himself
Take me away now
But let the silence drown the beating of his heart
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[b]The Man's Too Strong[/b]
I am just an aging drummer-boy, and in the wars I used to play
And I've called a tune to many a torture session.
Now they say I am a war criminal, and I'm a-fading away.
Father, please hear my confession.
I have legalized robbery and called it belief
I have run with the money, I have hid like a thief
I have rewritten history with my armies and my crooks
Invented memories, I did burn all the books
And I can still hear his laughter, and I can still hear his song
The man's too big, the man's too strong
[i]Dire Straits / Brothers In Arms (1985)[/i]

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[b]Suzanne[/b]
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
[i]Leonard Cohen[/i]
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[b]THE NICKEL SONG[/b]

Well you know that I'm not a gambler
But I'm being gambled on
They put in a nickel and I sing a little song
Da-da-da-da
They put in a nickel and I sing a little song

Well, I don't mind that they're lucky
But it seems that they always win
And gamblin' is illegal in the state of mind I'm in
And if I had a nickel for each time that
I've been put on
I would be their nickel man
And I'd sing a little song

They're only putting in a nickel and
They want a dollar song
They're only putting in a little to
Get rid of a lot that's
Wrong.

Well I don't know so many things
But I know what's been goin' on
We're only putting in a little
To get rid of a lot that's wrong
And if we had a nickel for each time that
We've been put on
We'd all be their nickel man
And we'd sing a nickel song
You know they're only putting in a nickel
And they win a dollar song
Oh, yeah, they're only putting in a little
To get rid of a lot that's wrong
Oh, they're only putting in a nickel
To win a dollar song
[i]Melanie[/i]

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[b]beautyful people[/b]

Beautiful people
You live in the same world as I do
But somehow I never noticed
You before today
I'm ashamed to say

Beautiful people
We share the same back door
And it isn't right
We never met before
But then
We may never meet again
If I weren't afraid you'd laugh at me
I would run and take all your hands
And I'd gather everyone together for a day
And when we gather'd
I'll pass buttons out that say
Beautiful people
Then you'd never have to be alone
'Cause there'll always be someone
With the same button on as you
Include him in everything you do.

Beautiful people
You ride the same subway
As I do ev'ry morning
That's got to tell you something
We've got so much in common
I go the same direction that you do
So if you take care of me
Maybe I'll take care of you

Beautiful people
You look like friends of mine
And it's about time
That someone said it here and now
I make a vow that some time, somehow
I'll have a meeting
Invite ev'ryone you know
I'll pass out buttons to
The ones who come to show
Beautiful people
Never have to be alone
'Cause there'll always be someone
With the same button on as you
Include him in ev'rything you do
He may be sitting right next to you
He may be beautiful people too
And if you take care of him
Maybe I'll take care of you
And if you take care of him
Maybe I'll take care of you...
[i]Melanie Safka[/i]
[b]Killer Queen[/b]
She keeps Moet et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline
Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice
[CHORUS:]
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined
Perfume came naturally from Paris
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise
[CHORUS]
Drop of a hat she's as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild
She's all out to get you
[CHORUS]
Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try
[i]Queen[/i]
[b]Start Me Up[/b]

If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
I've been running hot
You got me ticking gonna blow my top
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
You make a grown man cry
Spread out the oil, the gasoline
I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine
Start it up
If you start it up
Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got
I can't compete with the riders in the other heats
If you rough it up
If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up
Don't make a grown man cry
My eyes dilate, my lips go green
My hands are greasy
She's a mean, mean machine
Start it up
If start me up
Give it all you got
You got to never, never, never stop
Never, never
Slide it up
You make a grown man cry
Ride like the wind at double speed
I'll take you places that you've never, never seen
Start it up
Love the day when we will never stop, never stop
Never stop, never stop
Tough me up
Never stop, never stop, never stop
You, you, you make a grown man cry
You, you make a dead man cum
You, you m
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[b]all along the watchtower[/b]
There must be some kind of way outta here
said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion...
I can't get no relief
Business men, they drink my wine
Plowman dig my earth
None were level on the mind
Nobody up at his word
hey, hey
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But, uh...but you and I, we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us stop talkin' falsely now
The hour's getting late, hey
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
[i]Jimi Hendrix[/i]

[b]let it be[/b]

When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comforts me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
[i]The Beatles[/i]
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geschrieben am: 16.04.2000    um 01:39 Uhr   
Na, machen wir doch :-)))
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[b]a black box[/b]
Softly, the angels sing their time and space refrain:
there's something in everything if you can only pin down its name
Aerobatic thoughts at the back of my mind -
Is it nothing but the looping line we all follow?
Nothing but the spiral twist of DNA
There'll be no looking back from tomorrow on today.
So the wire is tripped, split-seconds defect to their successors;
the umbilical cord is ripped -
here we all are in free fall.
I stall where I am, as if to see where I've been:
only running down the looping line we all follow,
only chasing down the spiral twist of DNA -
There can be no looking on to tomorrow from today.
Life/death/night/day - cold breath will surely fly away.
Is the empire of sensation locked in a black box
deep in me, encoded there somehow?
It fires the imagination to fly on a wing and a prayer
through my life - is that how it is?
There'll be no looking back on this...
this is now, which will be then -
is this the means? All I know for shure is
this is the end.
No looking back from tomorrow,
no, there'll be no looking back on today;
better be looking on to tomorrow...
better think on today
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geschrieben am: 16.04.2000    um 01:45 Uhr   
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[b]Don't Pay the Ferryman[/b]
It was late at night on the open road, speeding like a man on run
A lifetime spent preparing for the journey.
He is closer now and the search is on, reading from a map in the mind:
Yes there's that ragged hill and there's a boat on the river.
And when the rain came down, he heard a wild dog howl
There were voices in the night (Don't do it!)
Voices out of sight (Dont't do it!)
Too many men have failed before, whatever you do;
Don't pay the ferryman!
Don't even fix a price!
Don't pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side.
In the rolling mist, then he gets on board, now there'll be no turning back
Beware that hooded old man at the rudder.
And then the lightning flashed and the thunder roared,
and people calling out his name,
And dancing bones that jabbered-and-a-moaned on the water.
And then the ferryman said "There is trouble ahead,
So you must pay me now." (Don't do it!)
"You must pay me now." (Don't do it!)
And still that voice came from beyond, whatever you do;
Don't pay the ferryman!
Don't even fix a price!
Don't pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side.
[i]Chris DeBurgh[/i]
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geschrieben am: 16.04.2000    um 02:53 Uhr   

vielleicht hast Du ja den text von jefferson's 'wheel'`?
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geschrieben am: 16.04.2000    um 12:32 Uhr   
1000 Texte von Peter Hammill jetzt hierher..
und etwas Jefferson Airplane im background
(und Zappa ißt seine Wassermelone im Osterheu..)
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[b]WHIP IT[/b]
crack that whip
give the past the slip
step on a crack
break your momma's back
when a problem comes along
you must whip it
before the cream sits out too long
you must whip it
when something's going wrong
you must whip it
now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good
when a good time turns around
you must whip it
you will never live it down
unless you whip it
no one gets their way
until they whip it
i say whip it
whip it good
[i]DEVO[/i]
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[b]Shattered[/b]

Shattered, shattered
Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still surviving on the street
Look at me -- I'm in tatters!
I'm a shattered
Shattered
Friends are so alarming
And my lover's never charming
Life's just a cocktail party - on the street
Big Apple
People dressed in plastic bags
Directing traffic -
Some kind of fashion
Shattered
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me - I'm in tatters I 'm a shattered
Shattered
All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta -- I can't give it away on 7th Avenue
This town's been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered)
Work and work for love and sex
Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success
Does it matter? (Shattered) Does it matter?
I'm shattered. Shattered.

Ahhh, look at me - I'm a shattered
I'm a shattered
Look at me- I'm a shattered, yeah

Pride and joy and greed and sex
That's what makes our town the best
Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street
and look at me - i'm in tatters, yeah
I've been battered, what does it matter
does it matter, uh-huh
does it matter, uh-huh, I'm a shattered
Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up,
To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
You got rats on the west side
bed bugs uptown
What a mess this town's in tatters I've been shattered
My brain's been battered - splattered - all over Manhattan
Uh-huh, This town's full of money grabbers
Go ahead-Bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots, huh
Shadoobie, My brain's been battered
My friends they come around they
Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
Pile it up, pile it high on the platter.
[i]Stones[/i]
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[b]Hotel California[/b]
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dimmer
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, She got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since 1969'
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely Place (such a lovely face)
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
'Relax' said the nightman, We are programed to recieve.
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave
[i]The Eagles[/i]

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[b]time is on my side[/b]
Time is on my side, yes, it is.
Time is on my side, yes, it is.
Now you were saying that you want to be free
but you'll come runnin' back, you'll come runnin' back,
you'll come runnin' back to me.
Time is on my side, yes, it is.
Time is on my side, yes, it is.
You're searching for good times but just wait and see,
you'll come runnin' back, you'll come runnin back,
you'll come runnin' back to me.
Go ahead..go ahead and light up the town!
Baby, do everything your heart desires..
remember, I'll always be around.
And I know like I told you so many times before
you're gonna come back, baby..
you're gonna come back knockin' right on my door.
Time is on my side, yes, it is.
Time is on my side, yes, it is.
'Cause I got the real love, the kind that you need.
You'll come runnin' back, you'll come runnin' back,
you'll come runnin' back to me.
Time time time is on my side, yes, it is.
Time time time is on my side, yes, it is. (repeat & fade)

[i]stones[/i]
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geschrieben am: 20.04.2000    um 11:31 Uhr   
[i]Kommt ein Vogel geflogen[/i]
Kommt ein Vogel geflogen
Setzt sich nieder auf meinŽ Fuß
Hat ein Zettel im Schnabel
Von der Mutter einen Gruß
Lieber Vogel flieg weiter
Nimm ein Gruß mit und nen Kuß
Denn ich kann dich nicht begleiten
Weil ich hierbleiben muß!
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geschrieben am: 20.04.2000    um 13:19 Uhr   
ach ist das schön...diese englischen texte...
gibt es die auch in deutsch?
*grinsel*
danke marimba
*lacht*
momo
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[b]Dust in the Wind[/b]
I close my eyes
only for a moment and the moments gone
All my dreams
passed before my eyes in curiosity
Dust . . . in the wind
all they are is dust in the wind

Same old song
just a drop of water in an endless sea
all we do
crumbles to the ground all we refuse to see
Dust . . . in the wind
all they are is dust in then wind

[i]Kansas[/i]

[b]Imagine[/b]
imagine theres no heaven its easy if you try
no hell below us above us only sky
imagine all the people living for today . . .
imagine theres no countries it is'nt hard to do
nothing to kill or die for no religion to
imagine all the people living life in peace . . .
you may say im a dreamer but im not the only one
i hope someday you'll join us and the world will be as one
imagine no prossessions i wounder if you can
no need for greed or hunger a brotherhood of man
imagine all the people sharing all the world . . .
[i]John Lennon[/i]
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geschrieben am: 22.04.2000    um 01:37 Uhr   
[b]I am a rock[/b]
A winter's day
In a deep and dark
December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

[i]Simon & Garfunkel[/i]
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geschrieben am: 22.04.2000    um 22:33 Uhr   
ev'ry time we say goodbye I die alittle
ev'ry time we say goodbye I wonder why a little
why the gods above me who must be in the know
think so little of me they allow you to go
when youre near theres such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere waiting to sing about it
theres no lovesong finer
but how strange
the change
from major to minor
ev'ry time we say goodbbye.
ev'ry time we say goodbye I die a little.........
*simply red*
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geschrieben am: 22.04.2000    um 23:53 Uhr   
[i]Have I told you lately[/i]
Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you thereŽs no one above you
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Easemy troubles, thatŽs what you do
Oh the morning sun in all itŽs glory
Greets the day with the hope and comfort too.
And you fill my life with laughter
You can make it better
Ease my trouble thatŽs what you do.
ThereŽs a lot of divine
And itŽs yours and itŽs mine
Like the sun at the end of day
We should gave thanks and pray to the one
Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you thereŽs no one above you
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Easemy troubles, thatŽs what you do
ThereŽs a lot of divine
And itŽs yours and itŽs mine
Like teh sun at the end of day
We should gave thanks and pray to the one

[i]Van Morrison[/i]
[Diese Nachricht wurde geändert von: marimba (geändert am: 22-04-00).]

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geschrieben am: 23.04.2000    um 15:33 Uhr   
[i]klingt wie rod stewart ?[/i]
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geschrieben am: 23.04.2000    um 16:46 Uhr   
[b]Just can't get enough [/b]
When I'm with you baby I go out of my head
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
All the things you do to me and everything you said
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
We slip and slide as we fall in love
And I just can't seem to get enough, ah
We walk together we're walking down the street
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
Everytime I think of you I know we have to meet
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
It's getting harder it's a burning love
And I just can't seem to get enough, ah
I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough
And when it rains you're shining down for me
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
Just like a rainbow you know you set me free
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
You're like an angel and you give me your love
And I just can't seem to get enough, ah
I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough

[i]Depeche Mode[/i]
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geschrieben am: 23.04.2000    um 17:59 Uhr   
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[b]Crusader[/b]
"What do I do next?" said the bishop to the priest,
"I have spent my whole life waiting, preparing for the feast,
And now you say Jerusalem has fallen and is lost,
The king of heathen Saracen has seized the holy cross;"
Then the priest said "Oh my bishop, we must put them to the sword,
For God in all His mercy will find a just reward,
For the noblemen and sinners, and knights of ready hand,
Who will be the Lord's Crusader, send word through all the land,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost;"
"Tell me what to do", said the king upon his throne,
"but speak to me in whispers for we are not alone,
They tell me that Jerusalem has fallen to the hand,
Of some bedevilled eastern Heathen who has seized the Holy Land;"
Then the chamberlain said "Lord, we must call upon our foes
In Spain and France and Germany to end our bitter wars,
All Christian men must be as one and gather for the fight,
You will be their leader, begin the battle cry,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost"...
Ooh, high on a hill, in the town of Jerusalem,
There stood Saladin, the king of the Saracens,
Whoring and drinking and snoring and sinking, around him his army lay,
Secure in the knowledge that he had won the day;
A messenger came, blood on his feet and a wound in his chest,
"The Christians are coming!" he said, "I have seen their cross in the west,"
In a rage Saladin struck him down with his knife,
And he said "I know that this man lies,
They quarrel too much, the Christians could never unite!
I am invincible, I am the king,
I am invincible, and I will win..."
Closer they came, the army of Richard the Lionheart,
Marching by day and night, with soldiers from every part,
And when the Crusaders came over the mountain and they saw Jerusalem,
They fell to their knees and prayed for her release;
They started the battle at dawn, taking the city by storm,
With horsemen and bowmen and engines of war,
They broke through the city walls,
The Heathens were flying and screaming and dying,
And the Christian swords were strong,
And Saladin ran when he heard their victory song;
"We are invincible, God is the king,
We are invincible, and we will win!"
"What do I do now?" said the wise man to the fool,
"I have spent my whole life searching, to find the Golden Rule,
Though centuries have disappeared, the memory still remains,
Of those enemies together, could it be that way again?"
Then the fool said "Oh you wise men, you really make me laugh,
With your talk of vast persuasion and searching through the past,
There is only greed and evil in the men who fight today,
The song of the Crusader has long since gone away,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost...
Jerusalem."
[i]CdB[/i]
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geschrieben am: 25.04.2000    um 07:46 Uhr   
ein Liederabend ohne den Spielman????
na püh...sich rumdreht und wegstampft
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geschrieben am: 25.04.2000    um 08:28 Uhr   
Starchaser, ja... Rod Stewart hat sich auch an dem Song versucht... aber im Original ist es von Van Morrisan und mir gefällt es von ihm viel besser.
Van Morrisan gefällt mir überhaupt recht gut... leider ist er nie so recht berühmt geworden, wie er es verdient hätte. Auf der Bühne wirkt er auch eher unscheinbar.... fast wie ein kleiner Maulwurf. Ob es daran liegt?

Soll ich eigentlich "Kommt ein Vogel geflogen" hier löschen? Gibt es ja jetzt einen Extra-Deutschen-Liederabend. Wie quotet man eigentlich und was bedeutet das?
Axo... und das Eifersuchtsposting paßt schon, starchaser. Hauptsache es schreibt überhaupt jemand was rein. *gg
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geschrieben am: 25.04.2000    um 10:43 Uhr   
5@wupel wegen wassermelone

 
alle menschen sind gleich. gleich doof, gleich hässlich und gleich beleidigt.
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