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Storm Brewing
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Cold Nights
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Intimate Storm
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Hardware And Mayonnaise
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Die Nachtigall
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Kulturkampf
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Amnesty
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- Track Name: Storm Brewing
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Storm Brewing
There’s a storm brewing
God cracks his knuckles
As the clouds gather and
Weep-
Their dark tears fall clear,
Wet petals drench the earth
As an arrow of geese fly by
With some rehearsed purpose - Track Name: Cold Nights
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3 A.M.
On those cold nights when I’m all alone
And the sounds from the street
Are a quiet drone
3 am, 3 am, 3 am
Where are you now my love,
Where are you now?
On my tv set people laugh and cry
As the tears in my heart try to reach my eyes
4 am, 4 am, 4 am
Who are you with my love,
Who is that you’re with?
What’s there left to do my love?
I’m in love with you…
As the stars go out
And the fogs crawls in
So do you with your breath
Smelling of cheap gin
5 am, 5 am, 5 am
From the guilt and pain my love,
Who stands to gain?
As I rush to work haven’t slept a wink
On the bus as I ride I begin to think
8 am, 8 am, 8 am
Colder than the night my love,
We don’t even fight…
What’s there left to do my love?
I am through with you!
Music and lyrics by Carla J. Patterson
c. 1974 - Track Name: Intimate Storm
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Intimate Storm by brendajean:
Clasped within the light, loose hand of uncertainty
I am scattered to aimlessly slip through these fingers,
like cremated ashes being left to disintegration
I am strewn and drifting above your body's ridges,
canyons carved by tributaries of your elusive pristine
water pools, where your storms of the past collect
and create the veil of condensation that turns my breath
into raindrops falling, forming streams to try and reach you,
still they bend and fall away from your water's depth
that would provide the well where confusion cleanses clear,
my wind and snow and rain and snow and wind and rain
would fall each season's cycle, against your aging face of fear.
http://www.icompositions.com/music/song.php?sid=68567
Poor is the Life by Michael East (1580-1648):
Poor is the life that misses
The Lovers greatest treasure
Innumerable kisses
Which end in endless pleasure.
O, then, if this be so,
Shall I a virgin die?
Fie no, no, no, fie no, no, no! - Track Name: A Prayer From the Concentration Camp Ravensbrück
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Friede den Menschen, die bösen Willens sind,
und ein Ende aller Rache
und allen Reden über Strafe und Züchtigung.
Die Grausamkeiten spotten allem je Dagewesenen,
sie überschreiten die Grenzen menschlichen Begreifens,
und zahlreich sind die Märtyrer.
Daher, o Gott,
wäge nicht ihre Leiden auf den Schalen
Deiner Gerechtigkeit,
fordre nicht grausame Abrechnung,
sondern schlage sie anders zu Buche:
Lass sie zugute kommen allen Henkern,
Verrätern und Spionen
und allen schlechten Menschen,
und vergib ihnen
um des Mutes und der Seelenkraft des andern willen.
All das Gute sollte zählen, nicht das Böse.
Und in der Erinnerung unsrer Feinde
sollten wir nicht als ihre Opfer weiterleben,
nicht als ihr Alptraum und grässliche Gespenster,
vielmehr ihnen zu Hilfe kommen,
damit sie abstehen mögen von ihrem Wahn.
Nur dies allein wird ihnen abgefordert,
und dass wir, wenn alles vorbei sein wird,
leben dürfen als Menschen unter Menschen,
und dass wieder Friede sein möge auf dieser armen Erde
den Menschen die guten Willens sind,
und dass dieser Friede auch zu den andern komme.
English Translation by ddball:
Peace to all those who are full of evil intent
and an end to taking revenge
and an end to speeches about punishment and scolding.
The matchless cruelties defy description,
they exceed anything that may be learned,
and the martyrs are numerous.
Henceforth, o God,
don't weigh their sufferings on the scales
of your justice,
Don't ask for cruel reckoning,
but weigh it in a different way:
Let the hangmen,
traitors and spies,
and all evil peoples benefit from their crime,
and forgive them
for the sake of courage and the sacrifice of the others.
All good shall be reckoned, but evil spilt and lost.
And in the remembrance of our enemies
we shall not live as their victims,
not as their nightmares and terrible monsters,
but rather come to their rescue,
that they abstain from their delusion.
Only this will be claimed from them,
and that we, when all this will be over,
may live as humans among humans,
and that peace may again reign on this poor earth
for all with good in their heart
and that this peace shall extend to the lost ones, too. - Track Name: Hardware And Mayonnaise
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Hardware and Mayonnaise
By Mary McGrath
Copyright 1980
“Trespassing Stoplights and Attitudes”
All rights reserved
In the kitchen,
Curses sizzle on the frying pan...
...She has to cook again.
Her anger spills all over the counter,
The vehemence shattering plates and glasses.
She sweeps her resentment into the trash,
Paying for this hardware
Again,
With scrubs,
Steam,
And scalding,
While the faucet spits
Rust on her hands,
Eating through her fingers
To make them weep towards the drain.
She gathers these tears
To buy one new dress
Below the basement sale,
She she can go out with the girls.
He gallops over long-distance,
Cloaked in a cashmere promise.
She grips his reins
With ripped nails,
Stripping off her apron to run. - Track Name: Die Nachtigall
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Lyrics by
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1823)
Die Nachtigall, die war entfernt,
der Frühling lockt sie wieder;
was Neues hat sie nicht gelernt,
singt alte, liebe Lieder. - Track Name: Kulturkampf
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Geh ich oder gähn ich
steh ich ganz salopp?
(hip-hop-Hip-hop)
sag ich was, ich tu was
Aktionismus, Sozialismus
Spaß oder was - geb ich Gas?
Was soll das bedeuten?
Wohin soll ich mich wenden?
An allen Enden krieg ich nur gesagt (du Arsch)
das ist keine Kultur (Kulturkampf)
interessiert mich nicht die Spur (ist nur Krampf)
Erst die hohle Birne
dann die Abrissbirne
auf die Stirne
Hauptsache geil ...
Wo kommt die Hilfe her?
Aus dem Dschungel, aus dem Meer?
(von oben - von unten)
Links und rechts gibts auch nur noch in der Fahrschule ...
Was soll das bedeuten?
Wohin soll ich mich wenden?
An allen Enden krieg ich nur harsch gesagt (du Arsch)
Geh mit mir den Weg der Fantasie
(in das Märchenland)
Denn niemals hörst Du da das Wörtchen "nie"
(im Märchenland - im Märchenland)
Amazing Grace ...
English Version (it's difficult to translate, because of many incomplete sentences, allusions and associations)
Do I go - do I yawn?
Do I stand just cool?
(Hip-Hop-Hip-Hop)
Do I say something? I do something ...
Action-taking - Socialism
Fun, or what, step on it!
What does it mean?
Where shall I go?
Everywhere they just say to me (Screw you!)
This is no culture (culture struggle)
Not interested - like a snowball's chance in hell (just crap)
First a dumb noggin'
then the wrecking ball
right on your head
Don't care - phat!
Where's help to come from?
From the jungle, from the sea?
From up above, from down below?
Left and right is just important for the driving school ...
What does it mean?
Where shall I go?
Everywhere they just say to me gruffly (Screw you!)
Take my way of fantasy
(to fairy land)
Never you'll hear the word never there
(in fairyland, in fairyland)
Amazing Grace ...
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Amazing grace! - how sweet the sound -
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now I am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun.
German Translation of "Amazing Grace":
Unglaubliche Gnade (welch süßer Klang)
Die einen Schuft wie mich errettete!
Ich war einst verloren, aber nun bin ich gefunden,
War blind, aber nun sehe ich.
Wenn wir zehntausend Jahre dort gewesen sind,
Hell gleißend wie die Sonne,
Haben wir nicht weniger Tage, um Gott Lob zu singen,
Als damals, wie wir angefangen haben. - Track Name: Amnesty
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Night and day you are the one,
only you beneath the moon and under the sun ...
Whether near to me or far,
it's no matter darling where you are,
I think of you night and day.
Night and day under the hide of me,
there's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me
And it's torment won't be through,
until you let me spend my life making love to you
day and night, night and day.