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CD 2013
Musik, die uns das durch das Jahr 2012 in den Ohren lag, uns auf unseren Wegen begleitete oder an Konzerten erfreute.
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CD 2013
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1, John Lennon, What
you got, 3:09
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Don't wanna be a drag, everybody gotta bag I know you know, 'bout the emperor's clothes You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it Oh baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance Well it's Saturday night and I just gotta rip it up Sunday morning I just gotta give it up Come Monday momma and I just gotta run away You know it's such a drag to face another day |
You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it Oh baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance You know the more it change, the more it stays the same You gotta hang on in, you gotta cut the string You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know what you got, until you lose it You don't know, you don't know what you got, until you lose it Oh baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance |
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2, Mike Oldfield, Shadow on the wall, 3:07
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Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall Treat me like a prisoner Treat me like a fool Treat me like a loser Use me as a tool Face me 'til I'm hungry Push me in the cold Treat me like a criminal Just a shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall Treat me like I'm evil Freeze me 'til I'm cold Beat me 'til I'm feeble Grab me 'til I'm old Fry me 'til I'm tired Push me 'til I fall Treat me like a criminal Just a shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall |
Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow (Shadow on the wall) Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow (Shadow on the wall) Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow (Shadow on the wall) Like a shadow (Shadow on the wall) Treat me like a shadow (Like a shadow on the wall) (Shadow on the wall) Like a shadow (Shadow on the wall) Treat me like a shadow (Like a shadow on the wall) Shadow on the wall Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow Like a shadow on the wall Like a shadow Treat me like a shadow |
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3, Tina Turner, I cant stand the rain, 3:43
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I can't stand the rain Against my window Bringing back sweet memories I can't stand the rain Against my window Cause he ain't here with me Hey window pain Tell me, do you remember How sweet it used to be When we were together Everything was so grand Now that we've parted There's just one sound That I just can't stand |
I can't stand the rain Against my window Bringing back sweet memories I can't stand the rain Against my window Cause he ain't here with me Hey hey rain Get out of my window Cause he ain't here with me I can't stand the rain Against my window Bringing back sweet memories |
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4, Züri West, Göteborg, 2:59
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I rusche grad hie im Chare am Grauholz verbi Richtig Züri Flughafe, uf der Outobahn, Mi Schatz und mi Chlini chöme Hei vo Göteborg Und i muess jetz Die gah abhole und i bi viel z'spät dran Und plötzlich ghöre i es Schlagzüg und e Bass louft i mim Chopf, Es paar Akörd und e Melodie und nume es Fragmänt, Aber es tönt verdächtig wie e nöie Song, wo grad wot cho achlopfe, Z'Mitts uf der Überholspur, e sehr guete Momänt Und jetz faht's ihm afa dichte und jetz hört er nümme uf, E Strophe, Refrain, ziemlig guet, aber wie söll das gah im Chare? I cha mir jetz das nid ufschribe und bis i Dert bi, han i Das vergässe. Wie söu i Das jetz mache hie? Gsehsch nid, i muess fahre, Gang doch zum Hueber, Dä isch viellich froh für ne Idee oder gang zum Hofer, Däm isch längwilig am Thunersee, oder gang doch zum Heiniger, O Dä brucht viellich Mal e Hit, Eifach zu mir muesch jetz nid cho, nenenei, i ha ke Zyt. |
Gang doch zum Hueber, Dä isch froh für ne Idee |
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5, Counting Crows,
Big yellow taxi, 3:46
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They paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees And put 'em in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half to seem 'em Don't it always seem to go, That you don't know what you've got Til its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey farmer farmer Put away the DDT I don't care about spots on my apples Leave me the birds and the bees Please! Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Til its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey, now they paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not? |
Listenin' late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took my girl away Now, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Til its gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now, now Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got Til its gone They paved paradise To put up a parking lot I don't want give it Why you want give, Why you want give it all away? Hey hey hey Now you want give it, Ah she want to give it Cause she givin' it all away Now now now Hey pave paradise Put up a parking lot |
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6, Mich Gerber, By your side (Feat. Bajka), 3:59
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High or low, stop or go Heaven up and Hell below War on terror, face the mirror Will they ever see the mirror Science fiction, space vacation Faith or fear's a new creation Faith or fear's a new creation Disillusion, no confusion Clear your head of mind pollution Levitation, meditation Faith or fear's a new creation Guns are killing and TV's thrillin' The mind is weak an' flesh is willin' You buy'em work again, sell your brother Why do we enslave each other Armageddon is where we're headin' If the walk the path we're treadin' on Faith or fear's a new creation You are my love an' I'll always be By your side when-ev-er you need me I'll be strong, give my best for you Cause lovin' is what I'm born to do You are my love an' I'll always be By your side when-ev-er you need me I'll be strong, give my best for you Cause lovin' is what we're born to do Let this sitteling of mine Flower sows freedom Carries our world In a universe Of folding we untie Throughout space |
Babylonia says come on give us up |
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7, Rumpelstilz, Rote Wy, 5:39
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Oh mi Vater het bured u eme hof ir Lochmatt aber mi hets zoge de liechter vor Stadt i bi Büetzer worde,ha gwärchet jede tag Kinder si gross,d'frou liegt bim Fridhof hag. drum bring mer es Glas, schänk mer i chum sitz häre u blib no e chli sing mer es Lied, la üs luschtig si la mi vergässe bim rote Wy I bi ufgstande hüt u i ha no nüd rechts da wie cha i de am abe öbis z'verzelle ha aber wenn me Alt isch wierd me nüme brucht de merkt me dopelt wie eim d'fabrig i stucht |
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8, Tim Bendzko, Nur noch kurz die Welt retten, 3:11
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Ich wär so gern dabei gewesen doch ich hab viel zu viel zu tun lass uns später
weiter reden Da draußen brauchen sie mich jetzt die Situation wird
unterschätzt Und vielleicht hängt unser Leben davon ab Ich weiß es ist dir
ernst du kannst mich hier grad nicht entbehren nur keine Angst ich bleib nicht
all zu lange fern. Refrain: Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten, danach flieg ich zu dir. Noch 148 Mails checken wer weiß was mir dann noch passiert denn es passiert so viel Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten und gleich danach bin ich wieder bei dir. Irgendwie bin ich spät dran, fang schon mal mit dem essen an. Ich stoß dann später dazu. Du fragst wieso weshalb warum, ich sag wer sowas fragt ist dumm. Denn du scheinst wohl nicht zu wissen was ich tu. Ne ganz besondere Mission lass mich dich mit Details verschonen. Genug gesagt genug Information. |
Refrain: Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten, danach flieg ich zu dir. Noch 148 Mails checken wer weiß was mir dann noch passiert denn es passiert so viel Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten und gleich danach bin ich wieder bei dir. Die zeit läuft mir davon zu warten wäre eine Schande für die ganze Weltbevölkerung. Ich muss jetzt los sonst gibt's die große Katastrophe merkst du nicht das wir in Not sind. Refrain: Ich muss jetzt echt die Welt retten Danach flieg ich zu dir Noch 148 Mails checken wer weiß was mir dann noch passiert denn es passiert so viel Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten danach flieg ich zu dir. Noch 148713 Mails checken wer weiß was mir dann noch passiert denn es passiert so viel. Muss nur noch kurz die Welt retten und gleich danach bin ich wieder bei dir. |
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9,
Bruce Springsteen, My
hometown, 4:11
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I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man Id sit on his lap in that big old buick and steer as we drove through town Hed tousle my hair and say son take a good look around This is your hometown, this is your hometown This is your hometown, this is your hometown In `65 tension was running high at my high school There was a lot of fights between the black and white There was nothing you could do Two cars at a light on a saturday night in the back seat there was a gun Words were passed in a shotgun blast Troubled times had come to my hometown My hometown, my hometown, my hometown |
Now main streets whitewashed windows and vacant stores Seems like there aint nobody wants to come down here no more They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they aint coming back to Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown Last night me and kate we laid in bed talking about getting out Packing up our bags maybe heading south Im thirty-five we got a boy of our own now Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good Look around This is your hometown |
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10, Norn, Gazal, 2:22
| Das Vocal Trio Norn singt in einer erfundenen Sprache - deshalb hier auch KEINE Texte. |
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11,
Loreena McKennitt, Santiago,
5:59
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12, Moulin Rouge, Tango de Roxanne, 4:22
| Instrumentalversion vom Soundtrack "Moulin Rouge". |
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13, Antony & the Johnsons, Everglade, 2:58
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When I’m floating in the water And your eyes are lilies all around When I’m lying sweetly in my bed The sun plays crystal with my eyes Then I stop My body stops crying for home My limbs stop weeping for home |
When I’m peeping in a parlour of trees And the leaves are winking all around “I’m home,” my heart sobs in my veins But brains they play the softest games Fingers kiss the string Mouth taste the blade Of everglade |
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14, Markus Flückiger, Drümoldrü, 6:12
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15, Susan Boyle, Hallelujah, 3:51
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Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah ... Hallelujah Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Baby I have been here before I know this room, I've walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew you. I've seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah ... Hallelujah There was a time you let me know What's really going on below |
But now you never show it to me, do you? And remember when I moved in you The holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah ... Hallelujah You say I took the name in vain I don't even know the name But if I did, well really, what's it to you? There's a blaze of light In every word It doesn't matter which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah ... Hallelujah I did my best, it wasn't much I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you And even though It all went wrong I'll stand before the Lord of Song With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah Hallelujah |
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16,
Guiseppe Verdi, La
Traviata, 4:13
| Instrumental |