Thema: Eure Lieblingssongtexte!

Hey, Leute!

Ich hab mir mal so gedacht, das es ganz cool wäre, wenn es hier mal nen Thread geben würde, wo man seine Lieblingssongtexte posten und darüber diskutieren kann. Da ich keinen gefunden hab, mach ich hier einfach mal so einen auf!

Also gut, ich fang dann wohl man an....

Linkin Park - Leave Out All The Rest

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
cause no one else cared
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here
So if you're asking me I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what I made
I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you
So if you're asking me I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting / all the hurt inside you learned to hide so well
Pretending / someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting / all the hurt inside you learned to hide so well
Pretending / someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are

So fertig! Was haltet ihr denn so von diesem Song? Und was sind eure Lieblingssontexte?

Bei dem Text könnt es n' bisschen schwierig werden drüber zu diskutieren, da denk ich die wenigsten Italienisch können. _ Naja zumindest hör ich das Lied total gerne.

Fabrizio Moro - Pensa

Ci sono stati uomini che hanno scritto pagine
Appunti di una vita dal valore inestimabile
Insostituibili perché hanno denunciato
Il più corrotto dei sistemi troppo spesso ignorato
Uomini o angeli mandati sulla terra per combattere una guerra
Di faide e di famiglie sparse come tante biglie
Su un isola di sangue che fra tante meraviglie
Fra limoni e fra conchiglie... massacra figli e figlie
Di una generazione costretta a non guardare
A parlare a bassa voce a spegnere la luce
A commententare in pace ogni pallottola nell'aria
Ogni cadavere in un fosso
Ci sono stati uomini che passo dopo passo
Hanno lasciato un segno con coraggio e con impegno
Con dedizione contro un'istituzione organizzata
Cosa nostra... cosa vostra... cos'è vostro?
È nostra... la libertà di dire
Che gli occhi sono fatti per guardare
La bocca per parlare le orecchie ascoltano...
Non solo musica non solo musica
La testa si gira e aggiusta la mira ragiona
A volte condanna a volte perdona
Semplicemente
Pensa prima di sparare
Pensa prima di dire e di giudicare prova a pensare
Pensa che puoi decidere tu
Resta un attimo soltanto un attimo di più
Con la testa fra le mani
Ci sono stati uomini che sono morti giovani
Ma consapevoli che le loro idee
Sarebbero rimaste nei secoli come parole iperbole
Intatte e reali come piccoli miracoli
Idee di uguaglianza idee di educazione
Contro ogni uomo che eserciti oppressione
Contro ogni suo simile contro chi è più debole
Contro chi sotterra la coscienza nel cemento
Pensa prima di sparare
Pensa prima di dire e di giudicare prova a pensare
Pensa che puoi decidere tu
Resta un attimo soltanto un attimo di più
Con la testa fra le mani
Ci sono stati uomini che hanno continuato
Nonostante intorno fosse [tutto bruciato
Perché in fondo questa vita non ha significato
Se hai paura di una bomba o di un fucile puntato
Gli uomini passano e passa una canzone
Ma nessuno potrà fermare mai la convinzione
Che la giustizia no... non è solo un'illusione
Pensa prima di sparare
Pensa prima dì dire e di giudicare prova a pensare
Pensa che puoi decidere tu
Resta un attimo soltanto un attimo di più
Con la testa fra le mani
Pensa.

Slipknot-Vermillion Part 2

She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me
I'd do anything to have her to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad

She is everything to me
The unrequited dream
A song that no one sings
The unattainable
She's a myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason

I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad

But I won't let this build up inside of me

I catch in my throat
Choke
Torn into pieces
I won't - no
I don't wanna be this

But I won't let this build up inside of me

She isn't real
I can't make her real

Eigentlich habe ich einige, aber mein Favorit ist:

Breaking Benjamin - Breath

I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.

Is it over yet, in my head?

I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind.

Is it over yet? I can't win.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.

[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.

Is it over yet? Let me in.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.

[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

[Bridge]
I'm waiting, I'm praying, realize, start hiding.

[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

Falls ihn jemand auf Deutsch möchte, fragt mich einfach.

ich mag den song dear mr president ihr würdet den zumindest vom text mögen wenn ihr wisst woum es geht ich schreib den mal auf deutsch und englisch

Lieber Mister Präsident, gehen wir ein bisschen spazieren.
Vergessen wir mal Ihr Amt und tun so, als wären wir zwei stinknormale Leute.
Ich möchte Ihnen gern ganz offen ein paar Fragen stellen.

Was fühlen Sie, wenn Sie Obdachlose auf der Straße sehen?
Wofür beten Sie, wenn Sie in’s Bett gehen?
Was fühlen Sie, wenn Sie in den Spiegel schauen?
Stolz?

Wie können Sie schlafen, während der Rest von uns weint?
Wie können Sie träumen, während eine Mutter sich heimlich,
ohne Abschied, davon stiehlt?
Wie können Sie erhobenen Hauptes gehen?
Können Sie mir noch in die Augen sehen und fragen:
Warum?

Mister Präsident, waren Sie als Junge einsam?
Und sind Sie’s heute immer noch?
Wie können Sie sagen, niemand wird allein gelassen?
Wir sind weder dumm noch blind.
Sie sitzen alle in Ihren Zellen,
während Sie das Ticket in die Hölle lösen.

Was wäre das für ein Vater,
der der eigenen Tochter alle Rechte nimmt
und sie hasst, bloß weil sie lesbisch ist?
Ich kann mir gut vorstellen, was Ihre Frau dazu sagen würde.
Er sollte besser still sein, denn lange Zeit hießen seine Schwächen:
Whiskey und Kokain!

Lassen Sie mich Ihnen von harter Arbeit erzählen.
Vom Mindestlohn während der Schwangerschaft.
Lassen Sie mich erzählen, was es heißt, ein zerbombtes Haus wieder aufzubauen,
was es bedeutet, sein Bett aus einem Pappkarton bauen zu müssen.
Das ist „harte“ Arbeit.
Sie haben doch keine Ahnung von harter Arbeit.

Egal, Mister Präsident,
Sie würden sowieso niemals mit mir spazieren gehen.
Oder?



Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why

und englisch

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pay the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you

Woher habt ihr die texte ???

google .... woher denn sonst

ich kenne leider nicht viele englische Lieder..
aber japanische zu schreiben würde wohl niemandem viel bringen..xD


Wind - by Akeboshi

Cultivate your hunger before you idealize..
Motivate your anger to make them realize..
Climbing the mountain.
Never coming down?
Break in to the contens.
Never falling down?

My knee is still shaking like I was twelve..
Sneaking out the class room by the back door..
A man railed me twice but i didn't care..
Waiting is wasting for people like me..

Don't try.. to live so wise..
Don't cry.. coz you're so right..
Don't dry with fakes or fears..
Coz you will hate yourself in the end..

You say.. "dreams are dreams."
I ain't gonna play the fool anymore.
You say.. "coz I still got my soul."

Take your time baby your blood needs to slow down.
"Breach your soul." "Reach yourself before you gloom."
Reflection to fear makes shadows of nothing..

You still are blind if you see the winding road.
Coz there is always a straight way to the point you see..

Don't try.. to live so wise..
Don't cry.. coz you're so right..
Don't dry with fakes or fears..
Coz you will hate yourself in the end..

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Nothing is the Matter - by AK-FG

How ever you seen your life left..
You don?t even answer in your life..
You may be blind,
but your hands are old!!
..why so cold..
You can bind.. back your time, there so much closer its no good!
You told me back home is your style!!
It seems I want to find closer..
You drove me with you go on go,
it?s maybe left be crazy..

How ever you seen your life left..
You don?t even answer in your life..
You may be blind..
But your hands are old!!
..why so cold..
You can buy.. back your time, there so much hope its no good!
You told me back home is your style!!
It seems I want to find closer..
You drove me with you go on go,
it?s maybe left be crazy..

Slipping back,
you want an "undo it" you wanna give up if
I wish nothing matter..

Slipping back,
you want an "undo it" you wanna give up if
I wish nothing matter!!

Say you,
want an "undo it",
I wish nothing matter..
Say you,
wanna give up if,
I wish nothing matter!!

klingt ein wenig komisch.. ist aber richtig so.. (denk ich.. ^^°)

The Ramones - I wanna be your Boyfriend

Hey,little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
Sweet little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
Do you love me babe?
What do you say?
Do you love me babe?
What can I say?
Because I wanna be your boyfriend

Da es rechtlich immer wieder zu Problemen mit Songtexten kommt, werde ich dieses Thema schließen. Viele Band wollen es nicht wenn man ihre Songtexte veröffentlicht.

Tut mir leid, aber ist besser so.

Grüße