song lyrics and other random craps.
The Corrs- Brid Og Ni Mhaille
once again, a FANTASTIC sounding song, dont understand a single word as its in irish (i think, more likely gaelic) although i did find a translation!
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Is a Bhríd Óg Ní Mháille
'S tú d'fhág mo chroí cráite
'S chuir tú arraingeacha
An bháis fríd cheartlár mo chroí
Tá na céadta fear i ngrá
Le d'éadan ciúin náireach
Is go dtug tú barr breáchtacht'
Ar Thír Oirghiall más fíor
Níl ní ar bith is áille
Ná'n ghealach os cionn a' tsáile r
Ná bláth bán na n-airne
Bíos ag fás ar an draighean
Ó siúd mar bíos mo ghrá-sa
Níos trilsí le breáchtacht
Béilín meala na háilleacht'
Nach ndearna riamh claon
Is buachaill deas óg mé
'Tá triall chun mo phósta
'S ní buan i bhfad beo mé
Mura bhfaighidh mé mo mhian
A chuisle is a stóirín
Déan réidh agus bí romhamsa
Cionn deireanach den Domhnach
Ar Bhóithrín Dhroim Sliabh
Is tuirseach 's brónach
A chaithimse an Domhnach
Mo hata 'mo dhorn liom
'S mé ag osnaíl go trom
'S mé ag amharc ar na bóithre
'Mbíonn mo ghrá-sa ag gabhail ann
'S í ag fear eile pósta
Is gan í bheith liom
[Translation:]
Oh Brid Og O'Malley
You have left my heart breaking
You've sent the death pangs
Of sorrow to pierce my heart sore
A hundred men are craving
For your breathtaking beauty
You're the fairest of maidens
In Oriel for sure
No spectacle is fairer
Than moonbeams on the harbor
Or the sweet scented blossoms
Of the sloe on the thorn
But my love shines much brighter
In looks and in stature
That honey-lipped beauty
Who never said wrong
I'm a handsome young fellow
Who is thinking of wedlock
But my life will be shortened
If I don't get my dear
My love and my darling
Prepare now to meet me
On next Sunday evening
On the road to Drum Slieve
'Tis sadly and lonely
I pass the time on Sunday
My head bowed in sorrow
My sights heavy with woe
As I gaze upon the byways
That my true love walks over
Now she's wed to another
And left me forlorn
Alanis Morissette- These are the Thoughts
FANTASTIC sounding song, lyrics are quite good too!lol
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These are the thoughts that go through my head
In my backyard on a sunday afternoon
When I have the house to myself and I am not
Expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend
Is he the one that I will marry?
Why is it so hard to be objective about myself?
Why do I feel cellularly alone?
Am I supposed to live in this crazy city?
Can blindly continued fear-induced regurgitated
Life- denying tradition be overcome?
Where does the money go that I send to those in need?
If we have so much why do some people have nothing still?
Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning?
Why do you say you are spiritual
Yet you treat people like shit?
How can you say you’re close to god
And yet you talk behind my back as though I am not
A part of you?
Why do I say I’m fine
When it’s obvious I’m not?
Why’s it so hard to tell you what I want?
Why can’t you just read my mind?
Why do I fear that the quieter I am the less you will listen?
Why do I care whether you like me or not?
Why is it so hard for me to be angry?
Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck
And not the other way around?
Will I ever move back to canada?
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master?
Why am I encouraged to shut my mouth
When it gets too close to home?
Why cannot I live in the moment?
Enya- Long Long Journey
Nice aint it?!
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City lights shine on the harbour,
Night has fallen down,
Through the darkness
And the shadow
I will still go on.
Long, long journey
through the darkness,
Long, long way to go;
But what are miles
Across the ocean
To the heart that's coming home?
Where the road
Runs through the valley,
Where the river flows,
I will follow every highway
To the place I know.
Long, long journey
through the darkness,
Long, long way to go;
But what are miles
Across the ocean
To the heart that's coming home?
Long, long journey
Out of nowhere,
Long, long way to go;
But what are sighs
And what is sadness
To the heart that's coming home?
[Repeat]
Lyrics ©2005 Rammstein.
Ich brauche Zeit, kein Heroin
kein Alkohol, kein Nikotin
Brauch keine Hilfe, kein Koffein
doch Dynamit und Terpentin
Ich brauche Öl für Gasolin
explosiv wie Kerosin
mit viel Oktan und frei von Blei
einen Kraftstoff wie Benzin
Brauch keinen Freund, kein Kokain
Brauch weder Arzt noch Medizin
Brauch keine Frau, nur Vaselin
etwas Nitroglyzerin
Ich brauche Geld für Gasolin
explosiv wie Kerosin
mit viel Oktan und frei von Blei
einen Kraftstoff wie Benzin
Gib mir Benzin
Es fließt durch meine Venen
Es schläft in meinen Tränen
Es läuft mir aus den Ohren
Herz und Nieren sind Motoren
Benzin
Willst du dich von etwas trennen
dann musst du es verbrennen
Willst du es nie wieder sehen
lass es schwimmen in Benzin
Ich brauch Benzin
Gib mir Benzin Unofficial Translation ©2005 Jeremy Williams.
I need time, don't need heroin
nor alcohol, nor nicotine
I don't need help nor caffeine
but I do need dynamite and turpentine
I need oil for gasoline [2]
explosive like kerosene
with lots of octane and free of lead
a fuel like petrol
I don't need a friend, nor cocaine
I need neither a doctor nor medicine
I don't need a woman, just Vaseline
some nitroglycerine
I need money for gasoline
explosive like kerosene
with lots of octane and free of lead
a fuel like petrol
Give me petrol
It flows through my veins
It sleeps in my tears
It leaks from my ears
Heart and kidneys are motors
Petrol
If you want to part with something
then you have to incinerate it
If you never want to see it again
let it swim in petrol
I need petrol
Give me petrol
SOAD-Bubbles.
Fish that don't drown,
Life in a bubble jungle,
I wouldn't frown,
Not short another chuckle,
Snake in the ground,
But I was in there for you,
Now leaving town,
Life in a bubble jungle.
Seeing you believing,
Us adhering,
We're the power struck.
Believing, then kneeling,
Appeasing,
The power struggle.
We're left with no arms,
Right in the power struggle,
We're left with no arms,
Right in the power struggle.
Wearing a crown,
Life in a bubble jungle,
Chasing the clown,
Not short another chuckle,
Snake in the ground,
But i was waiting for you,
Now we have found,
Life in a bublble jungle.
Seeing you believing
Us adhering
We're the power struck.
Believing then keeling,
Appeasing,
The power struggle.
We're left with no arms,
Right in the power struggle,
We're left with no arms,
Right in the power struggle,
Left with no arms,
In the power struggle,
Left with no arms,
In the power struggle.
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
May I remind you,
Your life is a bubble jungle,
Seeing you believing
Us adhering
We're the power struck,
Believing, then kneeling,
Appeasing,
The power struggle,
We're left with no arms,
Right in the power struggle,
We're left with no arms,
Right in the power struggle,
Left with no arms,
In the power struggle,
Left with no arms,
Right here in the power struggle.
not really song lyrics but a little bit of my philosophy that popped into my hea
During life we as humans set ourselves aims and goals based upon the desires we have. We are said to have a conceptual view towards the future. We alter our actions and take actions to achieve these goals therefore choosing one option above the other. For example, if I chose to become a doctor, I would have prevented myself from becoming a dentist. This choice would have been based upon my desire to become a doctor which may have been influenced by many outside ‘forces’ such as the opportunities made available to me. Therefore we say that ALL humans are ‘beings-toward-a-future’ as we work towards a future.
Animals on the other hand have a non-conceptual view of the future. They may be able to make decisions for the immediate future i.e. where the grass looks best to graze. But these decisions are within their nature as animals to make decisions to simply survive and perhaps to serve a purpose of providing food for us humans. Therefore I believe it would be fair to say that there are two types of ‘beings’ within the world as we know it. Those that have a conceptual view of the future and those that have a non-conceptual view.
Ludwig Wittgenstein, a philosopher argued that death is a ‘limit to life’. I agree with this point to the extent that when death occurs, it limits that persons or objects life. Once death has occurred that life has ended and it cannot be ‘re-instated’ as it would be biologically impossible. Death is also seen as the transition between life and ceasing to exist.
Death is a limit of life if it were not a limit then it would occur within life, where it does not; it occurs when life ends. However death can harm us in our mental state of mind. We will take actions (again an example of us having a conceptual view of the future) to fulfil our lives before we die. For example those of us that are unfortunate to be terminally ill and to know that we are terminally ill, we would use that little time we had left alive doing the things that we would have wanted to do before dieing such as swimming with dolphins. Because we know that death is inevitable and we know roughly how long we have left we have a desire to fulfil our life.
The Greek philosopher, Epicurus argued ‘death is not something that harms us’. I completely agree with this point as we must be ‘alive’ to allow something to inflict harm upon our person. If we are not alive then we cannot feel the harm, however once we have died, harm is inflicted upon those that were close to us during our life as they have been deprived of somebody that they may have deeply loved.
During life we are looking forward to our future, we set ourselves aims and goals, desires which we have but if we die we loose this conceptual future. Humans are ‘being-towards-a-future’ whereas animals are not, nevertheless animals do have desires.
fantastic song
Stone Sour-Omega
What a skeletal wreck of man this is
Translucent flesh and feeble bones
The kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tones
Running rampant with free thought to free form, in the free in the clear
And the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundrymat to sift and focus
On the bigger...better...now...
We all have a little sin that needs venting
Virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems that riff from the branches of office
Do you know what your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose? or purposely serve?
Wind down inside adivistic galore
The value of a summer spent and a winter earned
For the rest of us there is always sunday
The day of the week that reeks of rest but all we do is catch our breaths
So we can wade naked into the bloody pool
And place our hand on the big black book
To watch the knives zig zag between our aching fingers
A vacation is a countdown
T-minus your life and counting
Time to drag your tongue across the sugarcube and hope you get a taste
What the fuck is all this for?
What the hells going on?
Shut up!
I could go on and on, but let’s move on...shall we?
Say, you’re me and I’m you and they all watch the things we do
And like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs
Haven’t felt like this in years
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse
Let me go and plundge me into the dead spot again
That’s where you go when there’s no one else around
Its just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with there thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger
Classified my ass, that’s a fucking secret and you know it
Government is another way to say...better...than...you...
Its like ice but no pick, a murder charge that wont stick
Its like a whole other world where you can smell the food but you cant touch the silverware...what luck
Fascism you can vote for...isn’t that sweet
And we’re all gonna die some day, cause that’s the american way
And I’ve drunk to much and said to little
When your gaffer taped in the middle, say a prayer, say a phrase, get yourself together and...
See what’s happening
Shut up
Fuck you, fuck you
I’m sorry I could go on and on
But it’s time to move on...so...
Remember..
You’re a wreck
An accident, forget the freak you’re just nature
Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean, shit snort and blaspheme
Let the heads cool and the engine run
Because in then end everything we do...
Is just everything we’ve done
again just a small bit of a song.
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
!! well thats it.
have a good weekend everyone!!
c ya
not a full song but just a 'snippet'!
Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense
Tell me nothing ever counts
Lashing out or breaking down
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around
Staring at your photograph
Everything now in the past
Never felt so lonely I
Wish that you could show me love
Random acts of mindlessness
Commonplace occurrences
Chances and surprises
Another state of consciousness
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnyeh!
amazing how you can go from happy to absolutley crazy in a split second!
| feuer frei!!
Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt Bäng bäng Geadelt ist wer Schmerzen kennt Bäng bäng Gefährlich ist wer Schmerzen kennt Dein Glück Bäng bäng |
Whoever knows pain becomes criticized Bang bang Whoever knows pain is raised Bang bang Whoever knows pain is dangerous Your happiness Bang bang |
today!!
Ohne dich (Without You)
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Ich werde in die Tannen gehen Ohne dich kann ich nicht sein Auf den Ästen in den Gräben Ohne dich kann ich nicht sein |
I'm going to go into the fir trees Without you I cannot be On the branches in the ditches Without you I cannot be |
not a bad song either. great lyrics.
goodbyes people
peace!