Kleiner Engel flügellos - Mantus



Bin ich stets gefangen wie ein kleiner Engel flügellos
tief in einer Welt dessen Menschen mich rücksichtslos
quälen mit Wirklichkeit dessen Inhalt mir so leer erscheint
wie der Tränenfluss eines Träumers der dem Tag nachweint

Bin ich eingesperrt in dem Kerker meiner Phantasie
wo nichts überlebt das von aussen in mich dringen will
denn die Wirklichkeit würd' zerstören die Harmonie
die mich sanft beschützt vor den Menschen und vom Alltagsdrill

KLEINER ENGEL FLÜGELLOS

Treib ich schweigsam fort wie ein losgelöstes Blatt im Wind
in die Einsamkeit als der Erdenwelt verlornes Kind
diese Wirklichkeit der Gesellschaft ist mir viel zu fremd
(so) träum ich mich hinauf in die Sphären wo mich keiner kennt

Ist Realität nur die Folge der Notwendigkeit
Wahrheit zu erkennen die uns tief im Geiste einverleibt
doch was ist schon wahr und so schön an dieser Geistigkeit
wenn dem Träumenden sie als Tränen in die Augen steigt?

KLEINER ENGEL FLÜGELLOS

So, noch eines der schönsten Lieder von Sinéad, bevor ich mich hier verabschiede.

FEEL SO DIFFERENT
Sinead O'Connor

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change
Courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference

I am not like I was before
I thought that nothing would change me
I was not listening anymore
Still you continued to affect me

I was not thinking anymore
Although I said I still was
I'd said "I don't want anymore"
Because of bad experience

But now I feel so different
I feel so different
I feel so different

I have not seen freedom before
And I did not expect to
Don't let me forget now I'm here
Help me to help you to behold you

I started off with many friends
And we spent a long time talking
I thought they meant every word they said
But like everyone else they were stalling

And now they seem so different
They seem so different
They seem so different

I should have hatred for you
But I do not have any
And I have always loved you
Oh you have taught me plenty

The whole time I'd never seen
All you had spread before me
The whole time I'd never seen
All I'd need was inside me

Now I feel so different
I feel so different
I feel so different

I feel so different
I feel so different

Wat is dat denn?

Zitat

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Gepostet von Caro
Wat is dat denn?

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Sieht mir ganz nach einem Lied von Subway to Sally aus.
Aber ist das nicht bemerkenswert, wie jemand, der nicht da ist, Postings schreiben kann?

Subway to Sally.. aha
Chedala war das sicher nicht, (da er ja nicht da ist) sein Rechner macht sich selbstständig

Pink
Just Like A Pill
Album: Misundaztood

I'm lyin' here on the floor where you left me

I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
This must be a bad trip
All of the other pills, they were different
Maybe I should get some help

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

Vielleicht muss man dazu das Lied selbst hören, na macht nichts, hier mein Gute Nacht Lied, mit dem ich hoffentlich nun friedlich einschlummere.

I WANT YOUR (Hands On Me)
(Sinead O'Connor/Mike Clowes/John Reynolds/Rob Dean/"Spike" Hollifield)

I want your hands on me
What I want, give me
You know I wanna please you
What I wanna do to you

You don't waste no time, do you?
You know I'm looking through you
Why you wanna tease me
I want you to come and please me

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

You know that I can thrill you
I want you call me to you
I wanna move, will you?
I really wanna feel you

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

Hands, gimme those
Hands, gimme those
Hands, gimme those
Hands, gimme those

I want your
Feelings
Gimme, yes

Aaahhhh

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

Hands, gimme those
Hands, gimme those
Hands, gimme those
Hands, gimme those

I want your
Feelings
Gimme, yes

Gute Nacht.

@ Vala: Das sind aber viele "Put 'em on"'s .

Ich habe einmal während des Lieds versucht, sie zu zählen, bei 27 hatte ich aber keinen Bock mehr. Seitdem finde ich die Frage uninteressanter.

Tod allen Exfreunden...

Alanis Morissette
You Oughta Know

I want you to know that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theater
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're still alive

Chorus:
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're still alive

Chorus

'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was made
And i'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it

Chorus

Und wie

Knorkator

Es kotzt mich an:

Es kotzt mich an, wenn ich im Supermarkt
Die Sachen umgefüllt
Und jetzt der Pudding unten liegt
Und alles aus dem Beutel quillt
Es kotzt mich an, wenn Espandrillos
Nach dem ersten Regenguss
So aussehen wie ein Sack voll Scheiße,
Und ich sie wegschmeißen muß
Es kotzt mich an, wenn auf dem Radweg
Plötzlich Hundescheiße liegt
Und weil mein Rad kein Schutzblech hat
Mir alles auf den Rücken fliegt
Es kotzt mich an
Es kotzt mich an
Es kotzt mich maximal an
Es kotzt mich an, wenn Kinder stürmen
In den Bus mit viel Geschrei
Und plötzlich stinkt es so nach Scheiße
Brot, Kakao und Haferbrei
Es kotzt mich an, wenn mir die Stulle
Runterfällt, es kotzt mich an
Wenn ich ´ne Morgenlatte hab
Und nicht ins Becken zielen kann
Es kotzt mich an, wenn es beim Scheißen
Am Sack ´nen Streifen gibt
Weil meine Wurscht zu lang ist, unten
aufkommt und nach vorne kippt
Es kotzt mich an ...
Es kotzt mich an, wenn ich im Auto zu dicht
An der Ampel steh
Und meinen Kopf nach unten biegen muß
Damit ich etwas seh
Es kotzt mich an, wenn das Stück Butter
Über Nacht im Kühlschrank steht
Und wenn ich morgens meine Schrippe
Schmieren will , es nicht geht
Es kotzt mich an, wenn eine Zeitung
Viel zu groß ist um sie in
Der Bahn zu lesen und ich weiß nicht
Mit dem ganzen Scheiß wohin
Es kotzt mich an ...

Rhapsody

Dawn of Victory

Fire is raging on the battlefield
while Arwald is fighting the war of kings
The army of Dragor, the thunder, the storm...
so people are calling the brave and his sword
No time left to save the wise throne!
Shades of a past not so far to forget ...
the rise of the demons from their bloody hell!
So come mighty warrior to light the lost hope
For Tharos the dragon and your cosmic soul ...
Now handle your emerald sword!
For Ancelot
The ancient cross of war
For the holy town of gods
Gloria, gloria perpetua
In this dawn of victory
The ride of dead and their practice of pain
Is prouding in him as a traffic quake
You're closer and closer now follow their smell
With your holy armour the steel in your hand
Fly angel of bloody revenge!
For Ancelot
The ancient cross of war
For the holy town of gods
Gloria, gloria perpetua
In this dawn of victory
Tragic and farious the clash of the steel of gods
And so magic the power, the sword in his valorous hands
Oceans of fire are blasting the throne of demons
And from distant red skies the thunders are calling his name
The name of the master of pain!
For Ancelot
The ancient cross of war
For the holy town of gods
Gloria, gloria perpetua
In this dawn of victory

Rhapsody

Emerald Sword

I crossed the valleys the dust of midlands
to search for the third key to open the gates
Now I´m near the altar the secret inside
as legend told my beloved sun light the dragon´s eyes
On the way to the glory I´ll honor my sword
to serve right ideals and justice for all
Finally happened the sun lit their eyes
the spell was creating strange games of light
Thanks to hidden mirrors I found my lost way
over the stones I reached the place it was a secret cave
In a long bloody battle that prophecies told
the light will prevail hence wisdom is gold
For the king for the land for the mountains
for the green valleys where dragons fly
for the glory the power to win the black lord
I will search for the emerald sword
Only a warrior with a clear heart
could have the honor to be kissed by the sun
Yes, I am that warrior I followed my way
led by the force of cosmic soul I can reach the sword
On the way to the glory I´ll honor my sword
to serve right ideals and justice for all
For the king for the land for the mountains
for the green valleys where dragons fly
for the glory the power to win the black lord
I will search for the emerald sword