Unsere Lieblingssongs (bitte mit Liedtext)

[Asfaloth]

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Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui chantent
Les rêves qui les hantent
Au large d`Amsterdam
Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dorment
Comme des oriflammes
Le long des berges mornes
Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bière et de drames
Aux premières lueurs
Mais dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui naissent
Dans la chaleur épaisse
Des langueurs océanes




Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui mangent
Sur des nappes trop blanches
Des poissons ruisselants
Ils vous montrent des dents
A croquer la fortune
A décroisser la lune
A bouffer des haubans
Et ça sent la morue
Jusque dans le coeur des frites
Que leurs grosses mains invitent
A revenir en plus
Puis se lèvent en riant
Dans un bruit de tempête
Referment leur braguette
Et sortent en rotant




Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dansent
En se frottant la panse
Sur la panse des femmes
Et ils tournent et ils dansent
Comme des soleils crachés
Dans le son déchiré
D`un accordéon rance
Ils se tordent le cou
Pour mieux s`entendre rire
Jusqu`à ce que tout à coup
L`accordéon expire
Alors le geste grave
Alors le regard fier
Ils ramènent leur batave
Jusqu`en pleine lumière




Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui boivent
Et qui boivent et reboivent
Et qui reboivent encore
Ils boivent à la santé
Des putains d`Amsterdam
De Hambourg ou d`ailleurs
Enfin ils boivent aux dames
Qui leur donnent leur joli corps
Qui leur donnent leur vertu
Pour une pièce en or
Et quand ils ont bien bu
Se plantent le nez au ciel
Se mouchent dans les étoiles
Et ils pissent comme je pleure
Sur les femmes infidèles
Dans le port d`Amsterdam
Dans le port d`Amsterdam

[Asfaloth]

Am 13.12, gehts weiter......

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragonfire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.

The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.

The bells were ringing in the dale
And men they looked up with faces pale;
The dragon’s ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

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[Asfaloth]

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The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it's done
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it's real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
I'm back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet â€"
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
I'm back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won't exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat . . .

[Arum]

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Elliott Murphy, von seinem Album Night Lights (1976).




YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE IN FOR

Getting late they were spaced just a trace
Of the old coming down
Ancient fun one and one he said someday
We'll leave this town
But magazines glamour scenes in betweens
Had him nailed to the ground
And the sounds still waiting to be found

And we are all junkies, pushers, pimps and hookers
You never know what you're in to'
And you can shake it, try to forsake it
But you know youre gonna take it
You never know what you're in for

By the time he was nine there were signs of an old melody
He tried to list w at he missed just a kiss
Was it real or TV
Find a way make it pay you can say a rehearsed passion play
Everyday, everyday

And we're all junkies pushers, pimps and hookers
You never know what you're in for
And you can shake it, try to forsake it
But you know you're gonna take it
You never know what you're in for

But anyway he said hey I'm gonna stay Baby Please don't cry
It's just rough to stay tough full of lust and Be a walking hi fi
I see you and I'm through with that god
Who demands such a lie
But you gotta get by
And we'll get by

And we are all junkies, pushers, pimps and pushers
You never know what you're in for
And you can shake it, try to forsake it
But you know you're gonna take it
You never know what you're in for

[Lisa König]

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Oder so, wie ich sie mal live sah... bezaubernd.


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You can be amazing
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug
You can be the outcast
Or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love
Or you can start speaking up
Nothing’s gonna hurt you the way that words do
When they settle ‘neath your skin
Kept on the inside and no sunlight
Sometimes a shadow wins
But I wonder what would happen if you

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

Everybody’s been there,
Everybody’s been stared down by the enemy
Fallen for the fear
And done some disappearing,
Bow down to the mighty
Don’t run, just stop holding your tongue
Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
Show me how big your brave is

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

And since your history of silence
Won’t do you any good,
Did you think it would?
Let your words be anything but empty
Why don’t you tell them the truth?

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

[alana]

Ich schlage mit meinem Musikgeschmack ganz aus der Art hier, wenn ich mir die anderen Beispiele so ansehe...



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[Arum]

Die nach meinem Geschmack beste, total mitreissende Version des
Cole Porter-Klassikers. Vom Washingtons Album After Hours with Miss D. Einen grösseren Lobgesang auf die Prostitution gibt es kaum, dazu, aus Amerika!

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Dinah Washington - LOVE FOR SALE.


When the only sound in the empty street
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet
That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop

When the moon so long has been gazing down
On the wayward ways of this wayward town
That her smile becomes a smirk, I go to work

Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled, love for sale

Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's prepared to pay the price, for a trip to paradise?
Love for sale

Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I know every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love every love but true love

Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale

Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I know every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love every love but true love

Love for sale, appetizing young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale, love for sale, love for sale

[Asfaloth]

Anthem (The Future)


The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The Holy Dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government -
signs for all to see.

I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

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Lobgesang

Die Vögel sangen
Bei Tagesanbruch
Fang noch mal von vorne an
Hörte ich sie singen
Häng' nicht an dem
Was vorbei ist
Oder was die Zukunft bringen mag
Es wird wieder
Kriege geben
Die Heilige Taube
Wird wieder eingefangen
Gekauft und verkauft
Und wieder gekauft
Niemals ist sie frei

Läute die Glocken, die noch klingen
Mach Schluss mit all deinen Bemühungen
Es gibt einen Riss in allem
Doch so kommt das Licht herein (*)

Wir baten um Zeichen
Wir erhielten sie:
Um die Geburt betrogen
Die Ehe vergeudet
Die Witwenschaft
Jeder Regierung
Zeichen, die jeder sehen kann (**)

Ich kann nicht mehr mitlaufen
Mit jener gesetzlosen Menge
Während die Killer auf den oberen Plätzen
Lauthals ihre Wahrheiten verkünden
Doch sie haben ein Sturmgewitter
Gegen sich aufgebracht
Und sie werden von mir hören

Läute die Glocken, die noch läuten können ...

Du kannst die Teile addieren
Doch du bekommst nicht das Ganze
Du kannst zum Marsch aufspielen
Doch es fehlt die Trommel
Jedes Herz, jedes Herz
Wird zur Liebe finden
Doch nur als Flüchtling

Läutet die Glocken, die noch klingen ...

[lust4fun]

Danke, Asfa!

[Aoife]

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Oh darling why'd you talk so fast
Another evening just flew past tonight
And now the daybreak's coming in
And I can't win and it ain't right

You tell me all you've done and seen
And all the places you have been without me
Well I don't really want to know
But I'll stay quiet and then I'll go
And you won't have no cause to think about me

There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
Just like you swore to me that you'd be true
There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you

Oh darling you're so popular
You were the best thing new in Hicksville ...
With your mohair suits and foreign shoes
News is you changed your Pick-up for a Seville

And now I'm lying here alone
'Cause you're out there on the phone
To some star in New York
I can hear you laughing now and
I can't help feeling that somehow
You don't mean anything you say at all

There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
Just like you swore to me that you'd be true
There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you

There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
Just like you swore to me that you'd be true
There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
He's a liar and I'm not sure about you

[Asfaloth]

"The Queen & The Soldier"

The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.

He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am asking you why."

Down in the long narrow hall he was led
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
And she never once took the crown from her head
She asked him there to sit down.

He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young
But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
And now will you tell me why?"

The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well not try"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry
But she closed herself up like a fan.

And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread
It cuts me inside, and often I've bled"
He laid his hand then on top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground.

"Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel
As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to see.

And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not look at his face again.

And he said, "I want to live as an honest man
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
And to love a young woman who I don't understand
Your highness, your ways are very strange."

But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside.

Out in the distance her order was heard
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude she preferred
The battle continued on

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[Asfaloth]

Ich habe heut von ihr gehört
und gebe zu, daß es mich stört,
wenn irgend jemand von ihr spricht.

Ich muß dann immer daran denken,
sie konnte sich so leicht verschenken,
soweit weg von jeder Pflicht.

Du bist ihr Mann ich weiß es ja,
doch denk zurück an jenes Jahr,
als dieses Mädchen zu dir kam.

Du warst von Anfang an ihr Feind,
hast nie verstanden, was sie meint,
wo sie den Freund gesucht, da warst du Mann.

Ich habe diese Frau geliebt,
wie man ein Kind liebt, das man wiegt,
in seinen Armen,
in seine Armen.
Ich habe nur ihr Herz berührt,
ein Hauch von Zärtlichkeit gespürt,
in jenen Tagen,
in jenen Tagen.

Ich habe heut von ihr gehört
und gebe zu, daß es mich stört,
wenn irgend jemand von ihr spricht.

Dann fällt mir jede Stunde ein,
ihr Lachen und ihr Traurigsein
und ihr zärtliches Gesicht.

Du bist ihr Mann ich weiß es ja,
die Männlichkeit in jedem Haar,
die dir den Blick versperrt auf ihre Seele.

Du baust von der Liebe dir ein Bild,
wie es wohl nur für Männer gilt,
die nur sich selber sehen in ihrer Nähe.

Ich habe diese Frau geliebt,
wie man ein Kind liebt, das man wiegt,
in seinen Armen,
in seine Armen.
Ich habe nur ihr Herz berührt,
ein Hauch von Zärtlichkeit gespürt,
in jenen Tagen,
in jenen Tagen.

Ich habe diese Frau geliebt,
wie man ein Kind liebt, das man wiegt,
in seinen Armen,
in seine Armen.
Ich habe nur ihr Herz berührt,
ein Hauch von Zärtlichkeit gespürt,
in jenen Tagen,
in jenen Tagen.

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[Asfaloth]

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Li beirut, Men qalbi salamon li beirut
Wa qubalon lil bahr wal bouyout
Li sakhraten ka2annaha
Wajhou ba77aren qadeemi

Hiya men rou7i sha3bi khamron
Hiya men 3araqihi khobzon wa yassamin
Fa kayfa sara ta3mouha
Ta3ma naren wa doukhani

Li Beirut, Majdon men ramaden
Li Beirut, Men damen li waladen
7oumila fawqa yadiha
Atfa2at madinati qendeelaha
Aghlaqat babaha, asba7at fel masaa wa7daha
Wa7daha wa laylou

Li beirut, Men qalbi salamon li beirut
Wa qubalon lil bahr wal bouyout
Li sakhraten ka2annaha
Wajhou ba77aren qadeemi

Anti li, anti li, Ah 3aniqeeni anti li
Rayati wa 7ajarou el ghadi wa mawjou safaren
Azharat jira7ou sha3bi azharat
Dam3atou el oummahat
Anti Beirut li, Anti li, Ah 3aneeqeeni


A greeting from my heart to Beirut
kisses to the sea and to the houses
to a rock, which is like an old sailor's face
She is made from the people's soul..from wine
She is from his sweat...a bread and Jasmines
So how does her taste become? A taste of fire and smoke

Beirut has a glory of ashes
My city has turned out her lamp
By a child's blood, who was over her hand
She's shut her door, and became alone in the sky
Alone with the night
You are mine, you are mine
Ah Hug me you are mine
You are my flag, tomorrow stone
And a travel's waves
My people's wounds have flourished
And mothers tear
You are mine, you are mine.
Ah, hug me.

[Veraguas]

Marianne Faithful The Ballad of Lucy Jordan (1979)

Marianne ist noch immer aktiv.
Siehe ihr schöner Film Irina Palm (2007).
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The Ballad of Lucy Jordan

The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair

Her husband, he's off to work and the kids are off to school
And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair

The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand,
And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd

At the age of thirty-seven she knew she'd found forever
As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair...

[Aoife]

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She walks the streets in silence
Till the early morning light
Daytime never sees her
Shes a lady of the night

Some say that her profession
Is a low down dirty shame
And some folks say shes just some hippie chick
Thats half insane

She talked to me about someone she called The Son of Man
She told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand
Perhaps she was a vision of delirium I seen
This prostitute I meet last night named Mary Magdeline

Told a friend about
The strange experience I had
With Benzedrine indifference
He assured me I was mad

His dad had been a Preacher
Quoted scriptures from his head
Disbelief was on his face
Especially when I said

She talked to me about someone she called The Son of Man
She told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand
Perhaps she was a vision of delirium I seen
This prostitute I meet last night named Mary Magdeline

With hepatitis eyelids
I went tripping down the street
The local Catholic mission
Offered rest for weary feet

The Priest heard my confession
While his breath smelled just like wine
He gave me the impression
I was waisting sacred time

He talked to me about someone he called The Son of Man
He told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand
He talked to me of vision and things he'd seen in dreams
And he talked about a prostitute named Mary Magdeline

He talked to me about someone he called The Son of Man
He told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand
Perhaps it was a vision of delirium I seen
That prostitute I meet last night called Mary Magdeline

[Asfaloth]

t doesn't matter what I say
You never listen anyway
Just don't know what you're looking for

Imagination's all I have
But ever then you say it's bad
Just can't see why we disagree

Casual conversations how they bore me
They go on and on endlessly
But no matter what I say
You ignore me anyway
I might as well talk in my sleep (I could weep)

You try to make me feel so small
Until there's nothing left at all
Why go on? Just hoping that we'll get along

There's no communication left between us
But is it me or you who's to blame?
There's nothing I can do, yes you're fading out of view
Don't know if I feel joy or pain

And now it's all been said
If you must leave then go ahead
Should feel sad
But I really believe that I'm glad
Yes I really believe that I'm glad


(Gibts leider nur als Coverversion / GEMA sei Dank )




Es ist egal, was ich sage
Du hörst mir einfach nicht zu
und ich hab keine Ahnung, was Du suchst

All meine Wünsche und Vorstellungen
sind schlecht, sagst Du
ich kann nicht sagen, weshalb wir nichts gemeinsam haben

Diese belanglosen Unterhaltungen, wie sie mich langweilen,
dauern an endlos und endlos
Aber es ist einfach egal, was ich sage
Du ignorierst es einfach
ich könnte genauso im Schlaf sprechen, es ist zum heulen

Du versuchst mich so klein zu machen
bis nichts mehr übrigbleibt.
weshalb soll das so weitergehen
Nur damit wir zusammenbleiben

Es besteht keine Verbindung mehr zwischen uns
doch wer ist schuld daran, Du oder ich ?
ich kann nichts mehr tun, Du verschwindest aus meinem Blick
und ich weiss nicht, ob ich Freude oder Schmerz empfinde

ich denke, alles ist gesagt
Wenn Du gehen musst, dann geh Deinen Weg
Ich sollte eigentlich traurig sein
aber ich glaube wirklich, ich bin jetzt froh

[Asfaloth]

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He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, that's not the shape of my heart

[Asfaloth]

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[Zwerg]

brand new key - kaity dunstan

Text
I rode my bicycle past your window last night
I roller skated to your door at day light
It almost seems like you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you got something I need
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out, you see
I been looking around awhile, you got something for me
Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I ride my bike, I roller skate, don't drive no car
Don't go too fast, but I go pretty far
For somebody who don't drive I been all round the world
Some people think I done all right for a girl
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out, you see
I been looking around awhile, you got something for me
Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I asked your mother if you were at home
She said "Yes" but you weren't alone
Well, sometimes I think that you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you got something I need
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out, you see
I been looking around awhile, you got something for me
Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates

Songwriter: Melanie Safka


Eine frische Version des Klassikers von Melanie Safka
Die Gelb unterlegte Zeile erzeugte in meinem damaligen Freundeskreis hitzige Diskussionen.... war damals nicht wirklich so selbstverständlich, dass Jemand in der Form darauf hinwies, dass "für manche Leute das was ein Mädchen tut eh ganz OK ist (weil es eben "nur" ein Mädchen ist"

Für mich persönlich waren das zu der Zeit wirklich Signale, dass sich da was tun könnte.

Liebe Grüße

christian

[deernhh]

Naja, ist zwar ein Schlager (eigentlich normalerweise nicht mein Fall) und auch noch von Christian Anders, der in seinen jungen Jahren noch ein nettes Buerschchen war, ich aber seine spaeteren Ansichten und sein spaeteres Aussehen leider nicht mehr so okay fand und finde ... einfach zu skrurril ...
Dennoch veroeffentliche ich einen Song aus dem Jahr 1969, gesungen von Christian Anders, geschrieben von Joachim Helder /Joachim Relin. Und die Bilder im Video sind nett heiss ...



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Als ich dich fand, ging eine Sonne auf
Und der Himmel war so nah
Und deine Augen versprachen mir soviel
was ich noch nie, niemals so sah
Wir glaubten beide an die Liebe
Warum brach sie entzwei, sie entzwei?

No, no, geh' nicht vorbei, als waer' nichts geschehen
Es ist zu spaet, um zu luegen
Komm und verzeih, ich werd' mit dir gehen
wohin dein Weg auch fuehrt
Und die Welt, sie wird schoen

Wo ich auch bin, seh' ich dein Bild vor mir
dich vergessen faellt mir schwer
Die grauen Tage vergehen ohne Sinn
Die Nacht ist lang und so leer
Ich bin allein

No, no, no, geh' nicht vorbei, als waer' nichts gescheh'n
Es ist zu spaet, um zu luegen
Komm und verzeih, ich werd' mit dir geh'n
wohin auch dein Weg fuehrt
Und die Welt, sie wird schoen
Nein, so kannst du nicht gehen
Bleib' bitte bleib doch stehen
Du musst doch fuehlen
dass ich dich, ja dich nur liebe

No, no, no, geh' nicht vorbei, als waer' nichts geschehen
Es ist viel zu spaet, um zu luegen
Komm und verzeih, ich werd' mit dir gehen
wohin dein Weg auch fuehrt
Und die Welt, sie wird schoen