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Red Hair Mary
As I was going to the Faire in Dingle,
One fine morning last July,
Walking down the road before me,
A red-haired girl I chanced to spy.I stepped up to her, says I „Young Lady,
My donkey, he can carry two.“
She looked at me, her eyes a-twinkle
And her cheeks they were a rosy hue.„Thank you kindly, sir, „she answered
And then she shook her bright red hair
„Seeing as how you’ve got your donkey,
I’ll ride with you to the Dingle Faire.“But when we reached the faire in Dingle,
I took her hand for to say goodbye.
When a tinker man stepped up close beside me,
And hit me right in my left eye.Keep your hands off Red Haired Mary,
Her and I are to be wed.
We’re seein‘ the priest this very morning,
And tonight we’ll lie in the marriage bed.Well I was feelin kinda peevish,
My poor old eye felt sad and sore,
An‘ so I tapped him gently with my hobnails
And he flew back through Tim Murphy’s door.Keep your hands off Red Haired Mary,
Her and I are to be wed.
We’re seein‘ the priest this very morning,
And tonight we’ll lie in the marriage bed.Now a policeman he came round the corner,
Told me I had broke the law.
But my donkey kicked him in the ankle,
And he fell down and smashed his jaw.Keep your hands off Red Haired Mary,
Her and I are to be wed.
We’re seein‘ the priest this very morning,
And tonight we’ll lie in the marriage bed.Well the red hair girl, she kept a’smiling,
„Young man, I’ll come with you,“ she said.
We’ll forget the priest this very morning,
Tonight we’ll lie in Murphy’s shed.Keep your hands off Red Haired Mary,
Her and I will soon be wed.
We’ll forget the priest this very morning,
Tonight we’ll lie in Murphy’s shed.--
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THE JUICE OF THE BARLEY
In the sweet country Lim’rick, one cold winter’s night
All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light;
And a drunken old midwife went tipsy with joy
As she danced round the floor with her slip of a boy,cho: Singing ban-ya-na mo if an-ga-na
And the juice of the barley for me.Well when I was a gossoon of eight years old or so
With me turf and me primer to school I did go.
To a dusty old school house without any door,
Where lay the school master blind drunk on the floor,At the learning I wasn’t such a genius I’m thinking,
But I soon bet the master entirely at drinking,
Not a wake or a wedding for five miles around,
But meself in the corner was sure to be found.
One Sunday the priest thread me out from the altar
Saying you’ll end up your days with your neck in a halter;
And you’ll dance a fine jig between heaven and hell
And his words they did frighten me the truth for to tell,So the very next morning as the dawn it did break
I went down to the vestry the pledge for to take,
And there in that room sat the priests in a bunch
Round a big roaring fire drinking tumblers of punch,Well from that day to this I have wandered alone
I’m a jack of all trades and a master of none,
With the sky for me roof and the earth for me floor,
And I’ll dance out my days frinking whiskey galore.--
Di. & Do. ab 20.00 Uhr, Sa. von 20.30 Uhr Infos unter: [/COLOR][/SIZE]http://www.radiostonefm.deIch hoffe zumindest als Rentner in der Heimat meines Herzens zu sein… :rolleyes:
Galway Bay
If you ever go across the seas to Ireland
Then maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moonrise over Claddagh
And see the sun go down on Galway BayTo hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadows making hay
To sit beside the turf fire in the cabin
And watch the barefoot goosoons at their playOh. the breezes blowing o’er the sea from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the upland digging praties
Speak a language that the strangers do not knowFor the strangers came and tried to teach us their ways
They scorned us just for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a starAnd if there’s going to be a life hereafter
And somehow I am sure there’s going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my heaven
In that fair land beyond the Irish Sea--
Di. & Do. ab 20.00 Uhr, Sa. von 20.30 Uhr Infos unter: [/COLOR][/SIZE]http://www.radiostonefm.deColdplay – Fix You
When you try your best but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverseAnd the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix youAnd high up above or down below
When you’re too in love to let it go
But if you never try you’ll never know
Just what you’re worthLights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.:(
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I’d gave you a dream
And you’d only wake from it
Now I never go to sleep againBonnie „Prince“ Billy
…Und das ist nicht die Sonne, die untergeht
Sondern die Erde, die sich drehtTomte
I wanna be a hippie, but I forgot how to love
The Moldy Peaches
Und noch ganz viel von Blumfeld. Und Tocotronic. Und Elliott Smith. Und den Bright Eyes. Und Oasis etc…
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Drugstore – The Funeral :cool:
I want to see mountains of snow in July
Fireworks crossing across the blue sky
When I go
I’m taking a few things with meI’d like to go in the late afternoon
With the sun going down
To give way to the moon
When I go
Make sure I don’t feel a thingI want dozens of roses surrounding my bed
Sad looking faces with pain and regret
When I go
I want the whole place painted redAll my ex-lovers will talk through the night
Heart breaking tales of passion and pride
They will say
That I had a cunt made of goldI wanna go sideways and facing the sun
With money to spend so I can have some fun
When I go
Nothing will matter to mePlease put me somewhere
Near the sea
With one caring angel
Waiting for me
He’ll be holding my heart in it’s hand
But most of all
I’d like to go with a friend--
Erstmal ein Gedicht:
Schätze nie den Wert des Menschen schnell nach einer flüchtgen Stund
oben sind bewegte Wellen – doch die Perle liegt am GrundEleventeen – „Drive“
With this long ride home I search for the truth
Candid thoughts display my youth
Frustration Distraction so scared that I cant get out of this
I need to find my way homeWhat if I fell straight down
then broke out of this mess that I’ve been living in
Could I get back the things that youth took from meThere’s no ringing on the telephone
When the world expects you to be beautiful
And you can’t stand the sight of your face in the mirror
We reach for things that turn to dust
I’ve been in the water to long I started to turn bad**um ehrlich zu sein höre ich bei dem Lied immer das Wort „mad“
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LG Sueand you know you’re never sure
but you’re sure you could be right(Smashing Pumpkins: Tonight, Tonight)
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intoxicated with the madness
I´m in love with my sadnesspumpkins – zero
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if I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I´ve been placed
then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of sounding fake
now all anyone´s listening for are the mistakes…
and I know what must change
fuck my face, fuck my name
they are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don´t have
something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up forWoooooooooowww
Bright Eyes – False Advertising
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FUNKADELIC – MAGGOT BRAIN
Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y’all have knocked her up.
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own shit.--
Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory. (Oscar Wilde)heute im radio gehört:
if you smoke, then i smoke, too
that’s how much i’m in love with you--
@dagobert: Bevor ich mir jetzt das Hirn zermartere, weil ich die Zeilen kenne, welcher Song ist das?
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Herr Rossi@Dagobert: Bevor ich mir jetzt das Hirn zermartere, weil ich die Zeilen kenne, welcher Song ist das?
Wie wärs mit Googeln, Herr Rossi?;):lol:
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Was ist denn das? Nein, heute googel ich nicht mehr, ich schäm mich so :o .
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