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CD 2007
Die Musik auf dieser CD wird Dich vielleicht ein Stück auf deinen Streifzügen begleiten.
Viele der Lieder, Texte oder
Melodien hatten für mich im Jahr 2006 eine tiefere Bedeutung.
Einige haben mich einfach aus dem Radio heraus verfolgt und erfreut,
andere habe ich an Konzerten gehört und genossen,
oder erinnern mich an Momente mit lieben Freunden.
Ich wünsche Dir auf deinen
Streifzügen spannende Erlebnisse,
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Oder gehe zu den CDs von den Jahren 2006, 2005, 2004, 2003 und 2002
Gnarls Barkley |
Crazy |
3:01 |
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Camille |
Ta douleur |
3:08 |
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Mary J Blige & U2 |
One |
4:21 |
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Corinne Bailey Rae |
Put your records on |
3:32 |
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Les enfoires |
Le temps qui court |
3:57 |
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Katie Melua |
Spider’s web |
3:58 |
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Kelly Clarkson |
Because of you |
3:39 |
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Nina Simone |
My baby just cares for me |
4:00 |
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Seal & Mylene Farmer |
Les mots |
4:45 |
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UB40 |
Strange Fruit |
4:04 |
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Prince |
3121 |
4:31 |
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Taxi |
Campari Soda |
3:07 |
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Rihanna |
Unfaithful |
3:48 |
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Roger Waters |
Me or him |
5:23 |
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Alain Bashung |
Bijou, bijou |
4:07 |
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Habib Koité & Bamada |
Batoumambe |
4:13 |
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Norah Jones,Malick Group |
All your love |
4:35 |
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Katie Melua |
The closest thing to crazy |
4:12 |
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Lève toi c'est décidé
Laisse-moi te remplacer
Je vais prendre ta douleur
Doucement sans faire de bruit
Comme on réveille la pluie
Je vais prendre ta douleur
Elle lutte elle se débat
Mais ne résistera pas
Je vais bloquer l'ascenseur...
Saboter l'interrupteur
Mais c'est qui cette incrustée
Cet orage avant l'été
Sale chipie de petite soeur ?
Je vais tout lui confisquer
Ses fléchettes et son sifflet
Je vais lui donner la fessée...
La virer de la récrée
Mais c'est qui cette héritière
Qui se baigne qui se terre
Dans l'eau tiède de tes reins ?
Je vais la priver de dessert
Lui faire mordre la poussière
De tous ceux qui n'ont plus rien...
De tous ceux qui n'ont plus faim
Dites moi que fout la science
A quand ce pont entre nos panses ?
Si tu as mal là où t'as peur
Tu n'as pas mal là où je pense !
Qu'est-ce qu´elle veut cette conasse
Le beurre ou l'argent du beurre
Que tu vives ou que tu meurs ?
Faut qu'elle crève de bonheur
Ou qu'elle change de godasses
Faut qu'elle croule sous les fleurs
Change de couleur...
Je vais jouer au docteur
Dites moi que fout la science
A quand ce pont entre nos panses ?
Si tu as mal là où t'as peur
Tu n'as pas mal là où je chante !
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Et finalement après quelques années
Tes rêves ne sont plus ceux d'une enfant
Et les roses posées dans ta chambre
Remplacent aujourd'hui les fleurs des champs
{Refrain:}
Et c'est le temps qui court, court
Qui nous rend sérieux
La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux
Parce que le temps qui court, court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
A l'heure qu'il est, mes voitures de plastique
Sont devenues vraies depuis longtemps
Et finalement les affaires et l'argent
Ont remplacé mes jouets d'avant
{au Refrain}
Et c'est le temps qui court, court
Qui nous rend sérieux
La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux
Parce que le temps oui court, court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
If a black man is racist,
is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some sense they're all the same.
Because the line between,
Wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread,
From a spider's web.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.
I could tell you to go to war,
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more,
How do I know which is right,
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight.
Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.
Should we act on a blame?
Or should we chase the moments away?
Should we live?
Should we give?
Remember forever the guns and the feathers in time.
Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind
I will not make the same
mistakes that you did
I will not let myself
Cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did,
You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way
To never let it get that far
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid
I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake
A smile, a laugh everyday of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid
I watched you die
I heard you cry every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now I cry in the middle of the night
For the same damn thing
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I try my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you
I am afraid
Because of you
Because of you
My baby dont care for shows
My baby dont care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby dont care for cars and races
My baby dont care for high-tone places
Liz taylor is not his style
And even lana turners smile
Is somethin he cant see
My baby dont care who knows
My baby just cares for me
Baby, my baby dont care for shows
And he dont even care for clothes
He cares for me
My baby dont care
For cars and races
My baby dont care for
He dont care for high-tone places
Liz taylor is not his style
And even liberaces smile
Is something he cant see
Is something he cant see
I wonder whats wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for me
Original lyrics
My baby dont care for shows
My baby dont care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby dont care for cars and races
My baby dont care for high-tone places
Liz taylor is not his style
And even lana turners smile
Is somethin he cant see
My baby dont care who knows it
My baby just cares for me
My baby dont care for shows
And he dont even care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby dont care for cars and races
My baby dont care for
He dont care for high-tone places
I wonder whats wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
Just says his prayers for
My baby just cares for me
Fixement, le ciel se tord
Quand la bouche engendre un mort
Là je donnerai ma vie pour t'entendre
Te dire les mots les plus tendres
When all becomes all alone
I'll break my life for a song
And two lives that stoop to notice mine
I know I will say goodbye
But a fraction of this life
I would give anything, anytime
L'univers a ses mystères
Les mots sont nos vies
You could kill a life with words
So, how would it feel
Si nos vies sont si fragiles
Words are mysteries
Les mots des sentiments
Les mots d'amour, un temple
If one swept the world away
One could touch the universe
I will tell you how the sun rose high,
We could, with a word, become one
Et pour tous ces mots qui blessent
Il y a ceux qui nous caressent
Qui illuminent, qui touchent l'infini
Même si le néant existe
For a fraction of this life,
I will give anything, anytime
L'univers a ses mystères
Les mots sont nos vies
We could kill a life with words
So, how would it feel
Si nos vies sont si fragiles
Words are mysteries
Les mots des sentiments
Les mots d'amour, un temple
One mix, one mix, one mix, one mix, one mix, one mix, one
mix….
One mix.
DJ – turn it up, turn it up. (turn it up, turn it up, turn it up……)
Let's go.
3121.
Hey mommy -
It's loco right?
3121.
Come on.
Through the gates.
Knock on the door.
Put your clothes in a pile, on the floor.
Take your pick from the Japanese robes and sandals.
Drink champagne from a glass, with chocolate handles.
Don't you wanna come? 3121.
Gonna be so much fun. 3121
That's where the party be. 3121.
You can come if you want to, but you can never leave.
Look over there. (Look over there)
There's another turn-on.
Butterflies scared that they're gonna be awake all night long.
Dancing in your belly, like a ballerina.
In spite of your efforts to calm them down.
Don't you wanna come? 3121.
Gonna be so much fun. 3121
That's where the party be. 3121.
You can come if you want to, but you can never leave.
Bounce party y'all.
It's going down people -
Like the wall of Berlin.
Lock the door. (Lock the door)
Til you see the sun. (Til you see it)
We gonna party, like there ain't going be, another one.
Futuristic, fantasy.
This is where the purple party people be.
Yeah.
This is where the party be. 3121.
This is where the party be. 3121.
Breakdown.
Guitar.
Don't you wanna come? 3121.
It's gonna be so much fun. (Yes it is.) 3121
That's where the party be. 3121.
You can come if you want to, but y'all can't never leave. (Not ever.)
It's going down y'all.
Like the wall of Berlin.
Story of my life
Searching for the right
But it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow in my soul
Cause it seems that wrong
Really loves my company
He's more than a man
And this is more than love
The reason that the sky is blue
The clouds are rolling in
Because I'm gone again
And to him I just can't be true
And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer
I feel it in the air
As I'm doing my hair
Preparing for another date
A kiss upon my cheek
As he reluctantly
Asks if I'm gonna be out late
I say I won't be long
Just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And we know it very well
Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer
Our love, his trust
I might as well take a gun and put it to his head
Get it over with
I don't wanna do this
Anymore
Uh
Anymore (anymore)
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
And everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
And I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer (a murderer)
No no no no
Yeah yeah yeah
You wake up in the
morning, get something for the pot
Wonder why the sun makes the rocks feel hot
Draw on the walls, eat, get laid
Back in the good old days
Then some damn fool invents the wheel
Listen to the whitewalls squeal
You spend all day looking for a parking spot
Nothing for the heart, nothing for the pot
Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio
Oh how he wanted to talk to the people,
he wanted his own show
Tune in Moscow. Tune in New York
Listen tot the Welsh kid talk
Communicating like in the good old days
Forgive me father for I have sinned
It was either me or him
And a voice said Benny
You fucked the whole thing up
Benny your time is up
Your time is up
Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio
He wanted to talk to the people
He wanted his own show
Tune in Moscow. Tune in New York
Listen to the Welsh kid talk communicating
Like in the good old days
Forgive me Father
Welsh Policeman: Mobile One Two to Central.
For I have sinned
Welsh Policeman: We have a multiple on the A465
between Cwmbran and Cylgoch.
Father it was either me or him.
Father can we turn back the clock?
Welsh Policeman: Ambulance, over.
I never meant to drop the concrete block.
Welsh Policeman: Roger central, over and out.
Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio
He wanted to talk to the people
He wanted his own show
Tune in Moscow. Tune in New York
Listen to the Welsh kid talk
Just like in the good old days
The good old days
Radio announcer: Do you really think Iranian terrorists
would have taken Americans hostage if Ronald Reagan
were president? Do you really think the Russians
would have invaded Afghanistan if Ronald Reagan were
president? Do you really think third-rate military
dictators would laugh at America and burn our flag in
contempt if Ronald Reagan were president?
Concerned Citizen: Well, it might work!
Hostage: We as a group do most importantly want to beseech
President Reagan and our fellow Americans to refrain
from any form of military or violent means as an attempt,
no matter how noble or heroic, to secure our freedom.
Concerned Citizen: Sure! Only it's going to be mighty dangerous
for you, Cassidy
Hoppy's faithful sidekick: guess you don't know Hopalong Cassidy,
Mister. Adventure's his bread, excitement's his butter
and danger, why to him that's like strawberry jam to
top it off.
Jim: This is some live rock and roll at KAOS, where rock and roll
comes out of chaos and a song called "The Powers that Be"
Bijou, bijou
Te réveille pas surtout
Je vais pas faire de bruit, juste un café c'est tout
Je peux plus rester ici
Je dormirai je sais pas où
Bijou, bijou
Le temps ça pourrit tout
Les cheveux dans le lavabo, les mégots écrasés n'importe où
Puis tu prends ton bain
Avec de drôles de joujoux
Bijou, bijou
y'a des feux rouges partout
Puis au coin de la rue l'Armée du Salut qui joue
À ma montre y'a plus de chaîne
À mes cols de chemise plus de baleine
Bijou, bijou
Pense à tes rendez-vous
Rappeler le gynéco, passer à la banque prendre des sous
Trouver quelqu'un d'autre
Moi je mets les bouts
Bijou, bijou
Je pourrai pas te dire au revoir, ce matin j'ai pas le bambou
Putain ce que t'as été belle
Quand tu te mettais à genoux
Bijou, bijou
Je vais pas faire de bruit, juste un café c'est tout
Je peux plus rester ici
Je dormirai je sais pas où
Additional: Mash - Ewigi Liebi