Lyrics

[Richard zonder Linda]

De lyrics waren van 'A Sailors Life' van Fairport Convention, toch een van mijn absolute favorieten.
Blijkbaar te moeilijk voor mensen in vakantiestemming.

dan maar de lyrics van mijn favoriete zomersong (plaatsnaam werd gewijzgd):

Nei villaggi di frontiera guardano passare i treni
le strade deserte di Koekelare
Da una casa lontana tua madre mi vede
si ricorda di me delle mie abitudini

E per un istante ritorna la voglia di vivere
a un'altra velocità

Passano ancora lenti i treni per Koekelare

Nelle chiese abbandonate si preparano rifugi
e nuove astronavi per viaggi interstellari
In una vecchia miniera distese di sale
e un ricordo di me come un incantesimo

E per un istante ritorna la voglia di vivere
a un'altra velocità

Passano ancora lenti i treni per Koekelare

Nei villaggi di frontiera guardano passare
i treni per Koekelare

[Lars]

i treni per Toseur
(mooi Eurovisiesongliedje van Alice en Battiato)

[Richard zonder Linda]

i treni per Toseur
(mooi Eurovisiesongliedje van Alice en Battiato)

[Lars]

Titel en uitvoerder ?

Vooral het laatste deel zal herkenbaar zijn, denk ik.




Out of the night burning with light
Train shining black, I won't look back, life is running
Hoping some day someone will say
I got it made, pull up the shade, let the sun in

Down on the X, I feel the starlight steal away
Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day

Border patrol looking through me
The towns without names all look the same, I hear crying
Paris to Spain, countries in pain
Caught up in flight, feeling the sight, Europe dying

Down on the X, feel the starlight steal away
Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day

Rolling on, hear the wheels singing
Fever keeps coming on so strong
My ticket paid, trying to fade, I hope I get there
Not just somewhere I was leaving
Out in the dark all the wolves bark
But I folds my arms try to keep warm by believing

Down on the X, I feel the starlight steal away
Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day

Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on
Everybody they're so 'lone down on the X
Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on
Everybody they're so 'lone down on the X
X, X

Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on
Everybody they're so 'lone down on the X
Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on
Everybody oh, so 'lone down on the X
X, X, X, X

[Marc VA]

geweldig nummer; night train van steve winwood

[Lars]

geweldig nummer; night train van steve winwood

juist antwoord en (wat mij betreft) juiste appreciatie

[Marc VA]

dit zou moeten volstaan ...

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-Ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman

[Richard zonder Linda]

God van John Lennon?

[Marc VA]

als je dit weet, ben je voor mij ook 'n beetje god

[Richard zonder Linda]

als je dit weet, ben je voor mij ook 'n beetje god

Dan lopen er waarschijnlijk heel veel 'beetje goden' rond op deze planeet.
Niettemin voel ik me enorm gevleid.

De nieuwe opgave bevat enkel één zin uit het refrein:

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair.

[Keiem]

Als het over Paris gaat weet ik er wel weg mee: The Ballad of Lucy Jordan, vooral bekend van Marianne Faithfull.

[Richard zonder Linda]

Als het over Paris gaat weet ik er wel weg mee: The Ballad of Lucy Jordan, vooral bekend van Marianne Faithfull.

Inderdaad. Oorspronkelijk opgenomen door Dr Hook, geschreven door Silvertein (vooral bekend als schrijver) en onsterfelijk gemaakt door Marianne Faithfull.

[Keiem]

Ook hier is er een link met Paris:

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settles around us

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
If you close your eyes

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

[beautiful freak]

Bastille met Pompeii.

[Keiem]

Bastille met Pompeii.

uiteraard, een makkie nietwaar.