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German


Sehnsucht by Schiller

Meine Augen sind auf, doch ich sehe nicht raus.
Ich schaue hinein, will verinnerlicht sein.
Schalt das Innerlicht ein, was wird da wohl sein?
Was drang in mich ein?

Meine Augen sind auf, doch ich sehe nicht raus.
Ich schaue hinein, will verinnerlicht sein.
Schalt das Innerlicht ein, was wird da wohl sein?
Was drang in mich ein?

Meine Augen sind auf, doch ich sehe nicht raus.
Ich schaue hinein, will verinnerlicht sein.
Was drang in mich ein?

Die Sehnsucht, die Sehnsucht.
Bin wie ein Blinder, der das Sehen sucht,
weil er sich nicht irgendwen sucht.
Wir sehen uns.

Manche fragen wie die Zeit vergeht,
wie die Zeit vergeht, wie die Zeit vergeht.
Ich frag mich wie die Zeit entsteht,
wie die Zeit entsteht, wie die Zeit entsteht.
In der ich ausgesprochen lang mit einer
ausgeprägten Sehnsucht leb.
Die kommt und geht, kommt und geht.

Manche fragen wie die Zeit vergeht.
Ich frag mich wie die Zeit ensteht,
in der ich ausgesprochen lang mit einer
ausgeprägten Sehnsucht leb.
Die kommt und geht und steht und fällt,
mit meinen Eindrücken dieser Welt.
Vom feigen Held, der nichts erzählt,
weil ihm dazu der Mut längst fehlt.

Mir fehlt die Sehnsucht,
ich vermisse die Sehnsucht.
Bin wie ein Blinder, der das Sehen sucht,
weil er sich nicht irgendwen sucht.
Wir sehen uns.

Mir fehlt die Sehnsucht.
Mir fehlt die Sehnsucht.
Ich vermisse die Sehnsucht.

  

Translation

My eyes are open but I don't see outwards.
I look inside, want to be internalised.
Turn on the internal light, what's going to be there?
What entered me?

The yearning, the yearning.
Like a blind person who seeks the vision
For he doesn't seek just anyone.
We see us.

Some ask how time passes by,
how time passes by, how time passes by.
I wonder how time begins
how time begins, how time begins.
In which I live notedly long
with a distinct yearning.
Which comes and goes, comes and goes.

Some ask how time passes by.
I wonder how time begins
in which I live notedly long
with a distinct yearning.
Which comes and goes and stands and falls
with all my impressions of this world.
Of the craven hero who tells nothing
because he lacks the courage long ago.

I miss the yearning
I miss the yearning.
Like a blind person who seeks the vision
for he doesn't seek just anyone.
We see us.

I miss the yearning.
I miss the yearning.
I miss the yearning.

Listen...

  

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English

Massive Attack


Teardrop by Massive Attack

Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath


Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath


Nine night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath


Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath


Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath


Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath


Stumbling a little
Stumbling a little...

  

Listen...

Alan Parson's Project

Funny you should say that

Vocals by The Flying Pickets


Well its funny you should say that
Its a most peculiar thing
Yes its funny you should say that

I was talking to a man
And I saw he wore a ring
Yes its funny you should say that

And I told him of a dream
Where I caught and ate a whale
Then I woke up feeling hungry, he said
Thats a curious tale
For a dream contains a wish
In this case a giant fish
As the pressure you were under
Might have woken you from slumber
To relieve the pangs of hunger
You just dreamed yourself a dish

Well its funny you should say that
Its a most peculiar thing
Yes its funny you should say that

For I also met a man
And he also wore a ring
Yes its funny you should say that

And I told him of a dream
Where the sun was at its height
But my toes were blocks of ice, he said
Let me get this right
You are tall and so your feet
Must protrude beyond the sheet
While you sleep theyre unprotected
And its just as I suspected
You were trying to dream some heat

But there are six white wolves
In the dead of the night
On the branch of a tree

And they have such big eyes
And theyre shining so bright
All the better to see

And they have such big ears
All the better to hear
And theyre listening to me

And they have such sharp teeth
All the better to eat
And theyre looking at me

Well its funny you should say that
Its a most peculiar thing
Yes its funny you should say that

I was speaking to a man
But I dont recall a ring
Yes its funny you should say that

And I told him of a dream
Where I turned into a snail
And he said it is simplicity
To follow such a trail
For this creature takes his shell
Anywhere that he may roam

But work must keep you on the move
You fear your wife may disapprove
So in the dream you just remove
And take along your home

If I step on a line
Something will happen
There are rats in a jar
Something will happen

And they have such big eyes
And theyre shining so bright
All the better to see

And they have such sharp teeth
All the better to eat
And theyre looking at me

Tell me what they say
Tell me what can they be
Tell me what does it mean
Tell me what do you see

Fantasia
Nothing is what it seems
Fantasia
A world thats made out of dreams
Fantasia
Nothing is what it seems
Fantasia

Well its funny you should say that
Its a most peculiar thing
Yes its funny you should say that

Though I havent met this man
So he didnt wear a ring
Its so funny you should say that

I told him of a dream
Where I turned into a hat
That was round and made of fur, would he say
Nothing wrong with that
As I sit here in my chair
I can see your growth is spare
And it is my observation
That this caused you much frustration
So you dreamed a consolation
To replace the loss of hair

Im going to be a mother
Im going to have a child

There are wolves in the tree
But the tree never grew
There are rats in the jar
But the curse wasnt true

Fantasia
Nothing is what it seems
Fantasia
A world that is made out of dreams




Sleepthief


Here I Confess

Here I Confess sound bite



Walking out through the door
You turn to smile once more
Will you feel my love when you're alone?
In a war zone far from home

Here I confess
I may be falling down
May break
And here I'm ashamed to wish you could run
Could hide 'til peace comes

There's so much that we share
Our secrets and all our fears
I'm afraid the war will change
What we have here

Now that our journey is apart
How different our days will be
What will you see that you can't tell me?

Here am I
Holding on to love
More than life
But here--here we are saying goodbye
Not forever I hope
Tell me, what will I do without you?

I'm strong, I'll bear it all
But alone, even the bravest of hearts can fall
Faith will be tested and the truth will be denied
Yet after all, fate will decide...

Here I will stay all of my life
I'll wait for your kiss and your smile
And here, I'll believe I'm in your arms
Pulling you closer to me.......




Labyrinthine Heart

Labyrinthine Heart sound bite



It's the wicked way
I've been trapped away for all time.
I can see the daylight
It's the wicked way
I've been trapped away for all time.
I can see the daylight
but dance in the night where the darkness can hold me.

I hear you cry
Confusion is leading the way
I want to try but I'm locked
in this cage of mine.

It's the lovely way
that you say my name all the time.
I can feel the night
with you by my side but will darkness release me.

I hear you cry
Locked away in your cage.
I want to try but I'm caught
in this maze you've designed.

[Chorus]
Don't you hold me any more.
I'm free to love
let my heart explore.
I feel it inside me
calling to get out
trusting, say it...
Labyrinthine Heart

The heartbeat of the lost one is calling me
and I am here to save him.

Through the corridor
Yours forever more
and you're mine.
I can see the daylight with you by my side
and no walls to enclose me.

I hear your voice
softly it's leading the way
no longer alone
for this hope will always remain...

[Chorus]



Spanish

Volare by The Gypsy Kings

Pienso que un sueño parecido no volverá más
Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul
Y de improviso el viento rapido me llevó
Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito


Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassù


Y volando, volando feliz
Yo me encuentro más alto, más alto que el sol
Y mienstras que el mundo se aleja despacio de mi
Una musica dulce se ha tocada solo para mi....

  

Translation

I think that a similar dream will never return
And I was painting of blue my hands and my face
And suddenly the speedy wind lifted me up
And made me fly in the infinite sky


To fly, oh oh
To sing, oh oh oh oh
In the blue painted of blue
Glad to stay on there


And by flying, by happily flying
I find myself higher, higher than the sun
And while the world moves far away from me
A sweet music it's played only for me....


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