The Waterboys

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I wish I was a fisherman
tumblin' on the seas
far away from dry land
and it's bitter memories
castin' out my sweet line
with abandonment and love
no ceiling bearin' down on me
save the starry sky above
with light in my head
with you in my arms...

i wish i was the brakeman
on a hurtlin fevered train
crashin head long into the heartland
like a cannon in the rain
with the feelin of the sleepers
and the burnin of the coal
countin the towns flashin by
and a night that's full of soul
with light in my head
with you in my arms...

And I know I will be loosened
from the bonds that hold me fast
and the chains all around me
will fall away at last
and on that grand and fateful day
I will take thee in my hand
I will ride on a train
I will be the fisherman
With light in my head
You in my arms...

Light in my head
You in my arms...





(κάθε φορά που τους ακούω, το συναίσθημα μένει απαράλλαχτο,
όπως εκείνο της πρώτης φοράς που τους είχα πετύχει σε κασέτα του μεγάλου
αδερφού της φιλενάδας μου

ο ήχος τους, και η φωνή του Σκοτ δεν έχουν "εκφυλιστεί"
στα δικά μου αυτά ούτε μία φορά!)

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I pictured a rainbow
You held it in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw the plan
I wandered out in the world for years
While you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon
Hmm, you were there in the turnstiles, with the wind at your heels
You stretched for the stars and you know how it feels to reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon
I was grounded
While you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truth
You cut through lies
I saw the rain dirty valley
You saw Brigadoon
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon
I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed and I tried
You just knew
I sighed
But you swooned, I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon
with a torch in your pocket and the wind at your heels
You climbed on the ladder and you know how it feels to get too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon, hey yeah!
Unicorns and cannonballs, palaces and piers
Trumpets, towers and tenements
Wide oceans full of tears
Flags, rags ferryboats
Scimitars and scarves
Every precious dream and vision
Underneath the stars, yes, you climbed on the ladder
With the wind in your sails
You came like a comet
Blazing your trail too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon


οι στίχοι του κομματιού αυτού μου θυμίζουν πάντα και έντονα τον Καλβίνο

περιγράφεται η ουσία του Έρωτα (όπως υπάρχει μέσα μου) με τον πιο απλό τρόπο,
ο ερωτευμένος του οποίου η ύπαρξη βρίσκεται σε κατάσταση πλήρους αμφισβήτησης,
αμφιβολίας και μετεωρισμού, έχει μόνο μία πεποίθηση και βεβαιότητα:

"γνωρίζει Εκείνος"

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Your love feels like trumpets sound
I said your love feels like trumpets sound
Your life is like a mountain
Your life is like a mountain
And your heart is like a church
With wide open doors
And to be with you
Is to find myself in the best of dreams
Your love feels like trumpets
Your love feels like high summer
Your love feels like high high summer
Your life is like an ocean
I want to dive in naked
Lose myself in your depths
I want to be with you
To find myself in the best of dreams
Your love feels like trumpets
Please don't wake me
No don't shake me
I want to be with you
When being with you is
The same as being you
Your love feels like trumpets


η μεταφυσική του Έρωτα
υπάρχει μέσα μας, όχι μόνο υπό τους θρηνητικούς ήχους του πιάνου ή του βιολιού,
μα και με εμβατηριακή στιβαρότητα

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Come with me
On a journey beneath the skin
Come with me
On a journey under the skin
We will look together
For the Pan within
Close your eyes
Breathe slow we'll begin
Close your eyes
Breathe slow we'll begin
To look together
For the Pan within
Swing your hips
Loose your head and let it spin
Swing your hips
Loose your head and let it spin
And we will look together for the Pain within
Close your eyes
Breathe slow we'll begin
Close your eyes
Breathe slow we'll begin
To look together
For the Pain within
Put your face to my window
Breathe a night full of treasure
The wind is delicious
Sweet and wild with the promise of pleasure
The stars are alive
And nights like these
Were born to be
Sanctified by you and me
Lovers thieves fools and pretenders
And all we gotta do is surrender
Come with me on a journey
Under the skin
Come with me on a journey under the skin
And we will look together
For the Pain within

[Athina__P]

Πάρα πάρα πολύ ωραίο και λυρικό που μας λέγανε και στο σχολείο. Αλλα είχε παιχτεί αρκετά... στην εποχή του. Όπως και κάτι άλλα τύπου Losing my Religion.

[Bandit59]

Τι υπέροχο σαξόφωνο από τον Anthony Thistlethwaite...

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It's a strange arrangement
I don't claim to understand it
I know I created it
but I never planned it
It's a strange arrangement
and I'm not proud
Well perhaps a little ashamed
if ashamed is allowed
At the death of the year, in a crucial hour
I exchanged the power of love for the love of power
The invisible captain must be laughing out loud
I feel as if I'm wrapped inside a cloud within a cloud
It's a strange arrangement
and it's fascinating to see
which way the worm turns
especially when the worm is me
Runaway child I wish you were here
The weather is uncommonly mild for this time of year
But it's no cause for pity and it's no reason to weep
Worse things can befall a man when he's in his bed
counting sheep
It's a strange arrangement
an accommodation deluxe
I'll send you a postcard
when I've had enough

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May the saints and angels watch over you


μεγαλείο

[Who is The 4th man]

[Who is The 4th man]

The Waterboys - November Tale

[the comet the course the tail]

And I am the Water Boy, the real game's not over here
But my heart is overflowin' anyway
I'm just a tired man, no words to say
But since she lost her daughter
It's her eyes that fill with water
And I am much happier this way

"The Kids" tells of Caroline having her children taken from her by the authorities and features the sounds of children crying for their mother. The Scottish folk rock band the Waterboys takes its name from a line in this song.

[Who is The 4th man]

δέν ήξερα ότι οί Waterboys έχουν πάρει τό όνομα απ'τίς γραμμές τού τραγουδιού "the kids" τού Lou Reed

[akirav]

εχει λιωσει, πρεπει να το ξανααγορασω

[νύχτα]

The Waterboys - We Will Not Be Lovers

[Παρταλι]

α, υπαρχει θρεντ...