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12 years 5 months ago - 12 years 5 months ago #445
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Found this today on my computer...
Did not hear it for a couple of years now, but I still love it:
Love and Fate - Love And Fate (part 1)
and the same for these here:
Traumatic - Tribal Symphony
John B - Star Burst
Aural Float - New Frontiers
Did not hear it for a couple of years now, but I still love it:
Love and Fate - Love And Fate (part 1)
and the same for these here:
Traumatic - Tribal Symphony
John B - Star Burst
Aural Float - New Frontiers
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12 years 5 months ago #446
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12 years 5 months ago - 12 years 5 months ago #447
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these are "just" cover versions, but... f***ing hell...
what a voice...
what a voice...
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12 years 5 months ago #448
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"Straight and narrow is the path."
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Definitely going to listen to these next time I play on one of
Zdenda's latest Burgundy maps.
Zdenda's latest Burgundy maps.

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12 years 5 months ago - 12 years 5 months ago #450
by Nikita
A title of the French singer Renaud which completely reflects my current state of mind, when i see what happens from the sidewalk across to the other side of the world...
Renaud - Fatigué (Tired)
Never a statue will be large enough
To exceed the top of the lower poplar
And the trees have much more tender heart
Than men who planted them
To reach the wisdom that will never come
I will change the first olive tree sap
Against my impure blood of a human being
Anonymous responsible for any bloodshed
Tired, tired
Tired of lies and truth
I thought so beautiful that I wanted to love
And that is so cruel that I got burned
Tired, tired
Tired of living on planet Earth
On this bit of dust, on this shabby stone
On this false star lost in the universe
Cradle of the stupidity and kingdom of evil
Where the most advanced among the creatures
Invented hatred, racism and war
And cursed power that corrupts the purest
And leads the wise to spit on his brother
Tired, tired
Tired of talking, tired of silent
When one hurt a child, when one rape his mother
When half the world's murders a third
Tired, tired
Tired of those men who killed Indian
Slaughtered whales and gagged life
Exterminated wolves, set collars for dogs
Who even managed to rot rain
The list is too long for everything that disgusts me
From the banal horror of any news story
There is no more space enough in my heart
To accommodate the revolt, the disgust, the anger
Tired, tired
Tired of hoping and tired of believing
On these ideas brandished as banners
And why so many men have experienced the slaughterhouse
Tired, tired
I want to be a tree, drinking the water of storms
To feed myself from the earth, to be a friend of birds
And then have the head so high in the clouds
For no man could plant a flag
I want to be a tree and plunge my roots
Into the heart of this earth that I love so much
And that this fucking man murder every day
I would finally silence and then the wind
Tired, tired
Tired of hating and tired of loving
Especially not say anything, never shout
Tired of speeches, of sacred words
Tired, tired
Tired of smiling, tired of crying
Tired of looking for traces of love
In the ocean of mud where the thought sink
Tired, tired
Replied by Nikita on topic What are you listening to now?
A title of the French singer Renaud which completely reflects my current state of mind, when i see what happens from the sidewalk across to the other side of the world...
Renaud - Fatigué (Tired)
Never a statue will be large enough
To exceed the top of the lower poplar
And the trees have much more tender heart
Than men who planted them
To reach the wisdom that will never come
I will change the first olive tree sap
Against my impure blood of a human being
Anonymous responsible for any bloodshed
Tired, tired
Tired of lies and truth
I thought so beautiful that I wanted to love
And that is so cruel that I got burned
Tired, tired
Tired of living on planet Earth
On this bit of dust, on this shabby stone
On this false star lost in the universe
Cradle of the stupidity and kingdom of evil
Where the most advanced among the creatures
Invented hatred, racism and war
And cursed power that corrupts the purest
And leads the wise to spit on his brother
Tired, tired
Tired of talking, tired of silent
When one hurt a child, when one rape his mother
When half the world's murders a third
Tired, tired
Tired of those men who killed Indian
Slaughtered whales and gagged life
Exterminated wolves, set collars for dogs
Who even managed to rot rain
The list is too long for everything that disgusts me
From the banal horror of any news story
There is no more space enough in my heart
To accommodate the revolt, the disgust, the anger
Tired, tired
Tired of hoping and tired of believing
On these ideas brandished as banners
And why so many men have experienced the slaughterhouse
Tired, tired
I want to be a tree, drinking the water of storms
To feed myself from the earth, to be a friend of birds
And then have the head so high in the clouds
For no man could plant a flag
I want to be a tree and plunge my roots
Into the heart of this earth that I love so much
And that this fucking man murder every day
I would finally silence and then the wind
Tired, tired
Tired of hating and tired of loving
Especially not say anything, never shout
Tired of speeches, of sacred words
Tired, tired
Tired of smiling, tired of crying
Tired of looking for traces of love
In the ocean of mud where the thought sink
Tired, tired
Last edit: 12 years 5 months ago by Nikita.
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