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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
Guten Morgen 1983
Wo sind deine Kinder? Ich bin zu Dir zuruckgekehrt Nur kurz noch nicht fur immer 1983 zeig mir deine Finger Und frag nach deinem Abdruck 1983 wo sind deine Stimmen Wo sind deine Ausnahmen deine Mongoloiden Wo sind deine Dichter deine Zweifel deine Maden Was hat es gekostet immer besser zu leben? Bitte sing mir ein Volkslied x3 Auch wenn es das nicht mehr gibt Ich hab olige Hande und Ol in meinem Bauch Weissgemalte Wande weissgemalter Staub Meine Augen sind aus Glas und ich sehe immer scharfer Aus meinem Mund stromt Gas und ich werde immer warmer Ich kratze meine Decke nach dem Wetter ich will frieren Ich leg mich in den Keller zu den ausgestorbenen Tieren Ich leg mich in den Kuhlschrank dort liegt noch etwas Eis Dann ruf ich deinen Namen Es ist mein kleines bisschen Wahrheit Wenn dann der Regen doch kommt Und all dein Erfolg war umsonst Und all dein Zeug fließt davon Ja dann hor gut hin x2 Dann singe ich dir ein Volkslied x3 Weil das alles ist was ich hab Komm bitte sing mir ein Volkslied x3 Weil das alles ist was ich hab 1983 Alles muss weg Alles muss sterben Es ist nie zu spat neu geboren zu werden |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
It's way over my head, it's over
It's way over my head, it's done Every time you're out the door You wave goodbye You're back for more You'll never get out You'll never get out Every time I loose my shoes I cut my feet I think of you You'll never get out In between my fingers You're the hole inside my head |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
I left the stage without encore
Walking back was through the door Had I come to give you more I'm not quite sure what this is for Ho, ho, ho On the threshold I would break Away for you to name the case Are you bored with what you do Am I just entertaining you Ho, ho, ho Give me a second time from afar I am no experiment Give me a second time from afar I could be your empire In every look of yours there's depth Is it for me or for the rest It is love that makes you soft Or whatever day you're shaking off In every word of yours there's hope Are you fighting for my vote Or is it your romantic side That cannot just stay unsatisfied Give me a second time from afar I am no experiment Give me a second time from afar I could be your empire |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
There were mountains to begin with
Silence shaped in giant My voice would reach the highest But you cannot tell this in English An old man's precise and attentive My mother's tongue my heart only sounds As a girl I got lost in a cloud But you cannot tell this in English I balance an egg and a spoon I'm never on time, it's too late or too soon In the night there is always the moon That doesn't speak in English |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
In Berlin there is a project
Waiting holding wearing apole and tucked and disposed And i wish there were two little dogs on the logs So I could play with each other The question comes to my head Is should I watch Monty Python like the memory of the dead Millions and trillions who have never had any time When a dream comes up empty When I move I'm taught When a think of a girl in the world And no she won't be enough And the prophet next door Set the stone in your hand Holding your hand And I do understand And I don't understand I just wish I could Stand in the middle Of a mountain City lights forever And now if there is God And if there is not Still I find myself hoping and pleading a lot And then seeing Madonna showing her spots I take a bow to the women in veils When a dream comes up empty When I move I am taught When I think of a boy in the world And no, he won't be enough Citylights, Citylights Citylights forever Ci Ci Ci Ci City lights my City forever |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
You told your tales with pictures
I tried to make it seem good I borrowed the heart of a preacher And believed as hard as I could You don't know how much I worked there You don't know the risk I took You hardly, hardly saw me Behind the mirror round my neck Caught in your Headlights I had to close my eyes Caught in your Headlights I had so little time Caught in your Headlights I couldn't turn back I was never myself I was you I forgot You sold your smiles untroubled Your light was on every face You were too young to know that it mattered That every time someone must pay I bought your every word then I didn't have my side I was too old to learn my first lesson So I dance with tied hands in mind Caught in your Headlights I had to close my eyes Caught in your Headlights I had so little time Caught in your Headlights I couldn't turn back I was never myself I was you I forgot |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
When I step out on the street
All the papers speak to me Telling me about the truth on pages Fish are dying out again Michael Jackson had a friend I should not forget to spend my wages That's how everybody knows what everybody knows about Everybody are the bodes that we all know about Where are all the people at Someone's paying for the fare Why hasn't it exploded yet Invisible Where are all the people at Someone's paying for the fare Why hasn't it exploded yet It's Invisible Obama: Showbiz Jesus: Showbiz Art: Showbiz Democracy: Showbiz Sex: Showbiz Iraq: Showbiz Memories: Showbiz Sophie Hunger: Showbiz I don't know what it is that it is behind the curtain There is something out there burning and is unspoken Where are all the people at Someone's paying for the fare Why hasn't it exploded yet Invisible Where are all the people at Someone's paying for the fare Why hasn't it exploded yet Invisible Where are all the people at Someone's paying for the fare Why hasn't it exploded yet Invisible Where are all the people at Someone's paying for the fare Why hasn't it exploded yet It's Invisible Somewhere in the Hindukush Lives the greatest poet Scribbling signs into to the dust We would never know it |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
Je n'ai pas peur de la route
Faudrait voir, faut qu'on y goute Des meandres au creux des reins Et tout ira bien la Le vent nous portera Ton message a la Grande Ourse Et la trajectoire de la course Un instantane de velours Meme s'il ne sert a rien va Le vent l'emportera Tout disparaitra mais Le vent nous portera La caresse et la mitraille Et cette plaie qui nous tiraille Le palais des autres jours D'hier et demain Le vent les portera Genetique en bandouillere Des chromosomes dans l'atmosphere Des taxis pour les galaxies Et mon tapis volant dis ? Le vent l'emportera Tout disparaitra mais Le vent nous portera Ce parfum de nos annees mortes Ce qui peut frapper a ta porte Infinite de destins On en pose un et qu'est-ce qu'on en retient? Le vent l'emportera Pendant que la maree monte Et que chacun refait ses comptes J'emmene au creux de mon ombre Des poussieres de toi Le vent les portera Tout disparaitra mais Le vent nous portera |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
Upstairs they have begun to sweep
The floors and night begins to speak of Possibilities Silence, promises Cities full of story lines Do I have to sing those rhymes Possibilities Broken promises Take away your easy jokes And leave me with the monkeys I know every place to go but Will not go for pennies Talk to me on every screen Someone's always calling me Is this a movie scene A moving movie scene? My back is turned against the car I drop my keys and kiss the floor Countless are the roads from here But my heart is nowhere Take away your easy jokes And leave me with the monkeys I know every place to go but Will not go for pennies My heart My heart My heart Is nowhere Is nowhere Is nowhere Is nowhere |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
I took your door bell and rang up the city
I rolled your fags. And it made me feel pretty One gun held against my shoe And the other one pointing at you Refrain: You were all so very lovely, My hands were in the air Fell in love right in the beginning I swear, I swear, I swear Good god. As if they were empty I filled up my pockets, until I had plenty Plenty of things belonging to you Your schools, your fools, your blues Refrain: You were all so very lovely, My hands were in the air Fell in love right in the beginning I swear, I swear, I swear I collected the ghosts that would sleep in your hair and I stole all the words they hung into the air And with them I shaped a pen and a chair, in which I sit, sing and scribble. I composed a dog barking in vain, and with it the silence behind its complaints And with that the highways that take things away, and then discovered that there are no endings And now that I am so completely of you, I do not understand what I do Dear all, I am full of your blood, Full of your absence, Full of your love, Full of your words That will tear me apart, Apart from everything In mid-air blinding the shades The sun appears and I get carried away That was it my truthful account of what it's about |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
My love, I cannot
Feel my teeth I cannot feel my feet We're driving forever now Why did we leave and how? 2x Always hungry And the whistle blows And it's blindly running And everybody knows It should be stopping And we should get off And it will collide but We're all tied up Now don't be scared Of what I say It won't carry things away Our words echo on the rails Where all of our days are made 2x Rise your voices With no hesitation The metals are motion Without a trembling That lights your thoughts With anticipation The stations asleep Without a dream And while we're Passing The towns are Passing And while we're Passing The homes are Passing And while we're Passing Time is Passing |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
Call back the cards now and
Lay down the pen Take off your glasses And unpack your things Feel with your thumbs the Edge of your chin and Hold your hands up again I lower my head now I Halt and I stand i follow the lines in The palm of my hand Feel with my thumbs the Dust on my skin and No, I will not dream again I'm ready now, I'm going now Nowhere Don't take me out, I'm breaking out In air I'm ready now, I'm going now Nowhere Bring me some water and Don't bring me wine Turn off the movie Let it be time Destroy all the airplanes I'll Sleep on the floor We must dream no more I'm ready now, I'm going now Nowhere Don't take me out, I'm breaking out In air I kill the fire, I'll close the doors And I watch you No more |
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from Sophie Hunger - 1983 (2010)
Your personal religion
Your enthusiastic expression Your daring clothes, your overdose Your intimate songs Your broken vows, your divorces Your forced sexual discourses Your tight jeans, your sun cream spirituality It doesn't speak, doesn't speak Your anti-depressant breakfast table Your MTV porn feeding the children How did your dad think you're worth the war? Your clever quotes on independence Your independent of loneliness Your massive, massive lack of self control It doesn't speak, it doesn't speak for me It doesn't speak, it doesn't speak for me Yeah, You're taking care of your body You're taking care of your soul You're psycho, your psychoanalysis Your T-shirt says punk, you're so rock and roll You do whatever you want, oh I know I know You're individual, individual-al-al vomit It doesn't speak, it doesn't speak for me It doesn't speak, it doesn't speak for me With the sound of my city With the blowing of the wind And the silence of our children sleeping Have I come to understand With the pushing of the rivers With the falling of the rain With the dusting way it's drifting I will sing and sing again It's never gonna die, it's never gonna die, oh no It's never gonna die, it's never gonna die It's never gonna die, it's never gonna die, oh no It's never gonna die, it's never never gonna die |
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from Midnight Radio : Lifestyle Music (2009)
Niemand kommt rein und setzt sich hin
Den Fuβ auf'n Tisch, Hand unter's Kinn Niemand ist hungrig, mein Fruhstucksmenu Niemand kommt immer zu fruh Niemand, ich habe Geschenke fur dich Was war ich geworden, gab es dich nicht Meine gesammelten Werke - bitte sehr Alles gehort dir Niemand, niemand kennt mich wie du Unbedingt, ich geb alles zu Keine Enttauschung, kein einziges Mal Aber dir ist eh alles egal Niemand, siehst du's, ich wachse nicht mehr Meine Hande sind Fuβe, Niemand, schau her Bald bin ich nichts und das, was dann Bleibt Ist deine Wenigkeit Niemand, was, was willst du? Immer bist du hier Niemand, was, was willst du? Von mir? Von mir? Von mir? |
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from Trip Alone (2009)
In my backyard I grew a statue
Overwhelming and high And I thought it was a virtue to Gaze at it inside Time passed by and so did I I just woke up in your morning To find that I'm there too Suddenly start movin' sayin' What is it you do? You're not a star But you are, you are And I'm not your fan But I am, I am No, you're not a star But you are, you are And I'm not your fan But I am, I am I'm so glad that you're no legend That there are two cups on the floor Please don't talk about heaven Let's have on the shore Oh, you're not unbelivable But you are here And I'm not unachivable but now I'm here |
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from Rainy Wednesday (2009)
You are the answer, you never talk
You have no question, you are a thought You are the answer, you`re shaped and emblazed Through the holes in my cover, you`re something I made You are the answer, my truthful response My final saying when everyone`s gone You`re my illusion, my pattern of wrong A hollow idol on the tip of my tongue You`re my disgrace, my self-made war And I don`t want to remember faith anymore I`m wasting myself in the name of a fake You were made for me by mistake I had nothing before, then I had you I was denying, now I refuse I`ve never been young, you`ll never grow old My life`s In my words and my hands they are cold I never made sense but now I disturb I`m bashing my goods against the door of the world Oh wash away Oh wash away You had nothing to say You were made for me by mistake |
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from Rainy Wednesday (2009)
They said : "Lady or gentleman You're either or It's morning, it's evening It's once or it's more" What's that name? Eh, what's that name? What's my name again? Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk Shadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk Scribbling aand coughing a line in the winds So busy with oiling your sandcastle's hinges What's that name yeah what's that name yeah what's my name again? Stamp on the ground and ceiling falls in Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk Shadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk Shadow boxing, monologue and we clean and we clean and we clean Shadow boxing, monologue and we dream and we dream and we dream And we go down to the beggar, to reach for the queen And it's now and forever, and we are and we seem And we sculpture a statue to worship and bear The chaos that's behind the glass of who and what and who and what we are |
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from Autumn Bench (2009)
Niemand kommt rein und setzt sich hin
Den Fuβ auf'n Tisch, Hand unter's Kinn Niemand ist hungrig, mein Fruhstucksmenu Niemand kommt immer zu fruh Niemand, ich habe Geschenke fur dich Was war ich geworden, gab es dich nicht Meine gesammelten Werke - bitte sehr Alles gehort dir Niemand, niemand kennt mich wie du Unbedingt, ich geb alles zu Keine Enttauschung, kein einziges Mal Aber dir ist eh alles egal Niemand, siehst du's, ich wachse nicht mehr Meine Hande sind Fuβe, Niemand, schau her Bald bin ich nichts und das, was dann Bleibt Ist deine Wenigkeit Niemand, was, was willst du? Immer bist du hier Niemand, was, was willst du? Von mir? Von mir? Von mir? |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
You are the answer, you never talk
You have no question, you are a thought You are the answer, you`re shaped and emblazed Through the holes in my cover, you`re something I made You are the answer, my truthful response My final saying when everyone`s gone You`re my illusion, my pattern of wrong A hollow idol on the tip of my tongue You`re my disgrace, my self-made war And I don`t want to remember faith anymore I`m wasting myself in the name of a fake You were made for me by mistake I had nothing before, then I had you I was denying, now I refuse I`ve never been young, you`ll never grow old My life`s In my words and my hands they are cold I never made sense but now I disturb I`m bashing my goods against the door of the world Oh wash away Oh wash away You had nothing to say You were made for me by mistake |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
In my backyard I grew a statue
Overwhelming and high And I thought it was a virtue to Gaze at it inside Time passed by and so did I I just woke up in your morning To find that I'm there too Suddenly start movin' sayin' What is it you do? You're not a star But you are, you are And I'm not your fan But I am, I am No, you're not a star But you are, you are And I'm not your fan But I am, I am I'm so glad that you're no legend That there are two cups on the floor Please don't talk about heaven Let's have on the shore Oh, you're not unbelivable But you are here And I'm not unachivable but now I'm here |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
In the land with no drainpipes there's a girl
with a flute in her throat She's only in bloom whispering by the command of a ghost She dares not to speak knowing tahat this would unfold The lack of a voice, genuinely hers all alone In the land with no drainpipes again they are switching their seats A new order to what has bored them enough, where's the news? So she, Sophie, buys herself a skeleton to simply believe That there once was a shape underneath our infinite possibilities Bring her snowstorms Bring her back to the chain Bring the dictator who is now sleeping in vain |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
School boy heroes a speech in every lip you copy kingdom
Newspaper army that pretends to collect the truth Dog in a trap and you try to forget why it's whining While you just decide for your self Alien neighbor my house doesn't burn if you don't see it Should I wait for a prophet, for a lesson to learn for the good Alien neighbor there's ash on your lawn, you were the savior You would have been at mercy when the winds didn't turn Around, around Round, around Look at it, don't look at it now Look at it, don't look at it now Look at it, don't look at it now |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
In your distant city lights
I tried to read your time at night I tried to find your roof your floor The corners of your mind, the four And I'll return down to the mines Where you are safe from me And I will stop to burn your house and keep you safe from me The red flags on your dear facade Wouldn't break the secret to my guards Told me not with which wind to come Refused to tell how and when I'll return down to the mines Where you are safe from me And I will stop to burn your house and keep you safe from me How could I so clearly find And have no chance to read your signs Bring me back to your front door And me pretend that I waited for I wish that you would search the mines And keep them safe from me I wish that you would stop the fire And keep it safe from me - will ich will bi Dir sie |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
A burning countryside
Mountains being climbed We shift and turn and swear and yearn If only you would mind A general collision With all that stands as such We reinvent, we tear apart And stitch and stitch and stitch Marching band`s parading Perfume floods the streets Everyone is standing The crowd inside of me But all of this yeah, all of this To you does not exist And empires rise and empires fall And empires rise and empires fall And we engage and we dissolve For nothing but the change Z`Vreneli abern Guggisberg Und z`Hans Jacobeli ??ern Berg S`isch ???M?sch uf 훣de S`isch ???M?sch uf 훣de Wo i m?ht binim sie |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
In the backyard you say Let's have a family In the frontyard, you know Oh don't you, away from me In the papers you saw I'm as free as free can be In your footprints, oh You left no legacy Round and round and round and round you go Over you are nobod-nobody knew Cause round and round and round and round you go Funny aha Blow-up and blow-and blow-up and blow-up A-yeah-ha-i, to run away-ha Follow and follow and follow i-yeah-yeah, ha-i funny aha Blow-up and blow-and blow-up and blow-up A-yeah-ha-i, to run away-ha Follow and follow and follow i-yeah-yeah, ha-i In the backyard i saw I saw the family In the front yard, i wrote I wrote on diary In the papers my notes I will i will for eternity Now my footprints, a-oh You are my legacy Round and round and round and round you go Over you are nobod-nobody-no Cause round and round and round and round you go You were shot in the head When i thought i was home And i keep throwing you up So i won't feel alone I still hate you around played it all night And i wake you make you make you yeah You were shot in the head When i thought i was home And i keep throwing you up So i won't be alone I still hate you around played it all nights And i wake you and make you and brake you again Oh-ooo-ho-ooo-ho Oh-oh-oh-oh-ho-oh-ho |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
They said : "Lady or gentleman You're either or It's morning, it's evening It's once or it's more" What's that name? Eh, what's that name? What's my name again? Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk Shadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk Scribbling aand coughing a line in the winds So busy with oiling your sandcastle's hinges What's that name yeah what's that name yeah what's my name again? Stamp on the ground and ceiling falls in Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk Shadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk Shadow boxing, monologue and we clean and we clean and we clean Shadow boxing, monologue and we dream and we dream and we dream And we go down to the beggar, to reach for the queen And it's now and forever, and we are and we seem And we sculpture a statue to worship and bear The chaos that's behind the glass of who and what and who and what we are |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
My brother is a farmer so you ask him what to do The rain about to harm you, "build a fence" he says to you So build a fence and wonder while you're slowly sinking in About the chief commander suggesting you should swim And that's the very moment when you sto and start to fear: "It's strange in here" Now the whole place around you is drowing in a flood While the military's aiming at the sky that wouldn't stop My sister is a lawyer so you ask her what to do Your boy's drowned right before you "let me sue" she says to you And that's the very moment when you stop and start to fear: "It's strange in here" Now the whole city's floating gently towards the sea You're turning to the President "Ah Sir, don't let this be" He chuckles once and chuckles twice and then begins to shout: "Lets bring them clouds to justice, track em down and smoke em out" And that's the very moment when you stop and start to fear: "It's strange in here" When I was born i felt a tremble in my hand And in short time it started to expend It travelled up my arm and settled in my shoulder From there it filled my chest and scared my heart and took it over Ever since I'm far from sleep I walk the roads at night and weep: "Please, please" Soon after I would shake from head to toe I left my cardboard house in spite of not knowing where to go I thought I might find silence if I'd move at such fast pace So the shaking would sort of discharge somewhere along the race But the more I walked the more I ran the more things got out of hand God damn! Under these circumstances it was hard to find a job Let alone to touch someone so I'd given up the thought But then one day I pointed out a figure in the dark Shaking just as much as me so I offered him my heart And now guess what happened, there was an earthquake And the world fell apart Once she had a dream from which she would awake She feared that if she'd touch the ground her hand would start to shake Nothing ever fades away her kingdom knows no time The kick of any given kick is perfectly designed And she can pull it out any time (that's a bit like singing) The city that she's living in never would insist On anything of everything, it costs her nothing to exist Freedom, freedom, free - chains are in demand When there is no necessity in using your own hands Well, maybe that's the reason why they're shaking Now you're banging on her door asking her to step outside "Come on girl, you must awake, go get yoursefl a life!" After enless minutes she answers finally: "maybe you know who you are But still you search for me, craving for the miracles of my uncertainty" "You have so much, I miss so much, but what you miss is what you have", she says From the outside it's you yelling back: " Oh, don't make me laugh!" When in fact you know she's true. Everything you need out there you need "cause it's not you" "I'll let you be part of my dream, if I can be part of yours" Bob Dylan said that "I'll let you be part of my dream, if I can be part of your reality" I said that. |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
Oh, geschter hasch plotzlech nut meh gseh
(Oh, gestern hast du plotzlich nichts mehr gesehen) Und sithar gseht dich au niemmert meh (Und seither sieht dich auch niemand mehr) Oh, geschter isch dr Schpiegel verbroche (Oh, gestern ist der Spiegel zerbrochen) Und sithar bricht dis Gsicht usenand (Und seither bricht dein Gesicht auseinander) ? Ich ? bi nur e Idee vo dir (Ich ? bin nur eine Idee von dir) So wie du sie willsch (So wie du sie willst) Und du ? bisch nur e Idee vo mir (Und du ? bist nur eine Idee von mir) So wie n ich sie bruuch (So wie ich sie brauche) ? Wanns das gabti, hai, wanns das gabti, ware mir immer gliich (Wenn's das gabe, ach, wenn'S das gabe, waren wir immer gleich) Min Dokter seit: Chumm, leg dr Mantel ab (Mein Arzt sagt: Komm, leg den Mantel ab) Und ich sag: Aber drunder han i nut (Und ich sag': Aber drunter habe ich nichts) Min Dokter seit: Chumm, leg dr Mantel ab (Mein Arzt sagt: Komm, leg den Mantel ab) Und ich sag: Aber drunder bin i nut (Und ich sag': Aber drunter bin ich nicht) ? Ich ? bi nur e Idee vo dir So wie du sie willsch Und du ? bisch nur e Idee vo mir So wie n ich sie bruuch ? Wanns das gabti, hai, wanns das gabti, ware mir immer ? allei (Wenn es das gabe, ach, waren wir immer ? allein) |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
Let them measure out the room
The dimension, the effect Let them formulate the state Of each and every bit Let them price and calculate What and what is not Let them choose and demonstrate What they have and haven’t got And I say “Oh, woah, I don’t know” “Oh, woah, I don’t know” If I could open up my chest Pour out of myself And in a corner I should rest Rain there in the shelf Then I’d be soaked up By words of mountaintops To finally have spoken out A line that someone dropped And I say “Oh, woah, I can know” "Oh, woah, I can know” xxx xxx xxx xxx Things that I could do See the pawn has the long way home Go Let them measure out the room The dimension, the effect Let them formulate the state Of each and every bit Let them price and calculate What and what is not Let them choose and demonstrate What they have and haven’t got And I say “Oh, woah, I don’t know” Might I then will come right next to you Without the fear of running after Might I talk when I’m talking through Then I'll be faster I'm just supposed to stand with you Ask you for my clothes No more shall I sing for you But no, but no, but no, no, no, no xxx xxx xxx xxx Things that I could do And the pawn had a long way home 'Cause the pawn wouldn't need to know |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
"The boat is full" I hear us warning
as we order french champagne "The boat is full" I hear us yearning "let`s build a fence against the rain" "The boat is full" I hear us turning on a highway made of gold "The boat is full" we`re so concerned and pass a law against the cold There is someone out there breathing On the top of all our lungs Do you really think we`re easy Because of what we`ve done? If this is full, then what is empty, Other than our will to live? It this Is full, then what exactly, Have we possibly achieved? So, is this it? Where we begin they end, they end? So, is this it? Where we begin, They end, they end? |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
Born on top of a cedar
You can't see me But I see whatever You are moving Can't you put up a ladder Can't you free me? I'm on top of the cedar Waving, screaming Aaaaaaah Born on top of a cedar You can't see me But I feel the shiver When you are moving Can't you put up a ladder Can't you meet me? I'm not holding a treasure I'm waving, screaming Aaaaaaah Can I wear your gloves before my hands break off? Can I wear your gloves and then come down? Can I wear your gloves before my hands break off? Can I wear your gloves and then calm down? Born on top of a cedar I'm watching my breathing It's been almost forever Since I've been feeling I can't touch you however I can't lean out Stuck on top of this cedar That I have brought up Aaaaaaah |
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from Sophie Hunger - Monday`s Ghost (2008)
Sophie Hunger - Walzer fuer niemand
Niemand kommt rein und setzt sich hin Den FuB auf' n Tisch, Hand unter' s Kinn Niemand ist hungrig, mein Fruhstucksmenu Niemand kommt immer zu fruh Niemand, ich habe Geschenke fur dich Was war ich geworden, gab es dich nicht Meine gesammelten Werke-bitte sehr Alles gehort dir Niemand, niemand kennt mich wie du Unbedingt, ich geb alles zu Keine Enttauschung, kein einziges Mal Aber dir ist eh alles egal Niemand, siehst du's, ich wachse nicht mehr Meine Hande sind FuBe, Niemand, schau her Bald bin ich nichts und das, was dann bleibt Ist deine Wenigkeit Niemand, was, was willst du? Immer bist du hier Niemand, was, was willst du? Von mir? Von mir? Von mir? |
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from Sophie Hunger 1집 - Sketches On Sea (2007)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Here you are again and everyone's aware Even the believers join in to the state Afraid of insufficiencies they elsewhere must deny They're shaken by the whispering gleam of what is passing by Hello. hello Valentine Here you are again with all what belongs to you Reigning over dreams that to no one else come true The weight of such a power would break it all in two If only you would know - yet you just don't have a clue Hello, hello Valentine Secretly they cry Here you are again and we offer all to you The longing of the ugly of those who cannot choose The longing of the strange by differences abused They turn inside their uniform but wouldn't dare to prove |
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from Sophie Hunger 1집 - Sketches On Sea (2007)
My lover's in the field Swinging his shield Fighting the windmills That disappear. My lover's on a mission Singing in prison For the lonely ones The ones constantly missing My lover's on duty Sing ing his song He says: "Where there is beauty, Wisdom goes wrong" But this ain't Nashville. I too miss Nashville, but this ain't Nashville please come home, please come down |
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from Sophie Hunger 1집 - Sketches On Sea (2007)
Today has more than this hour
And the months they have more than tonight The before and the after The clapping, the laughter One hell full of silence and time. Here they were ringing the bells And I thought you could keep me from hell And all that I own from my flesh to my song Was yours, and yours all alone Hate me, get out of my sight Push me away bring up the fight Don't let me stare, oh don't let me here Mixing the wrong and the right uhhh... Here you are, still in my bed And I just cant stop turning my head, And pretend that its real and that it's you that i feel And nothing has ever been said So kiss me and kiss me again Loose it completely I can't be your friend Then we will know if it's been yours the show That we made up to get rid of ourselves, choir uhhh... Let's pretend today had only this hour And the months they had only tonight No before and no after The clapping, the laughter Hell sinking way out of sight Helsinki - running for life. {{SongFooter |fLetter = S |album = |song = Sad Fisherman |language = English |youtube = |goear = |asin = |iTunes = }} |
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from Sophie Hunger 1집 - Sketches On Sea (2007)
Born on top of a cedar
You can't see me But I see whatever You are moving Can't you put up a ladder Can't you free me? I'm on top of the cedar Waving, screaming Aaaaaaah Born on top of a cedar You can't see me But I feel the shiver When you are moving Can't you put up a ladder Can't you meet me? I'm not holding a treasure I'm waving, screaming Aaaaaaah Can I wear your gloves before my hands break off? Can I wear your gloves and then come down? Can I wear your gloves before my hands break off? Can I wear your gloves and then calm down? Born on top of a cedar I'm watching my breathing It's been almost forever Since I've been feeling I can't touch you however I can't lean out Stuck on top of this cedar That I have brought up Aaaaaaah |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2009-10-05 21:12:01
Subject : Sophie Hunger - Shape
