Ein bisschen Musik

Bis mir was Gescheites einfällt, poste ich mal ein bisserl Musik, von der ich hoffe, dass Leidensgenossen und -genossinnen damit etwas anfangen können. Als erstes kommt George Harrison dran, der den folgenden Song schrieb, als er bereits unheilbar an Lungenkrebs erkrankt war. Erstaunlich, wie positiv er trotzdem klingt, und den Text darf man ruhig als weise bezeichnen.

Oh I’ve been traveling on a boat and a plane
In a car on a bike with a bus and a train
Traveling there and traveling here
Everywhere in every gear

But oh Lord we pay the price with the
Spin of a wheel – with the roll of the dice
Ah yeah you pay your fare
And if you don’t know where you’re going
Any road will take you there

And I’ve been traveling through the dirt and the grime
From the past to the future through the space and the time
Traveling deep beneath the waves – in
watery grottoes and mountainous caves

But oh Lord we’ve got to fight
With the thoughts in the head with the dark and the light
No use to stop and stare
And if you don’t know where you’re going
Any road will take you there

You may not known where you came from
May not know who you are
May not have even wondered how
you got this far

I’ve been traveling on a wing and a prayer
By the skin of my teeth by the breadth of a hair
Traveling where the four winds blow
With the sun on my face – in the ice
and the snow

But oooeeee it’s a game
Sometimes you’re cool, sometimes
you’re lame
Ah yeah it’s somewhere
And if you don’t know where you’re going
Any road will take you there

But oh Lord we pay the price
With the spin of the wheel with the roll of
the dice
Ah yeah, you pay your fare
And if you don’t know where you’re going
Any road will take you there

I keep traveling around the bend
There was no beginning, there is no end
It wasn’t born and never dies
There are no edges, there is no size
Oh yeah, you just don’t win
It’s so far out – the way out is in
Bow to God and call him Sir
But if you don’t know where you’re going
Any road will take you there

Als nächstes kommen die Kinks mit dem Song „Life goes on“

A friend of mine just had a real bad time.
You see, his life was shattered and he lost his mind.
His girl ran off along with his best friend,
And through emotional stress he brought his life to an end.
It was such a tragedy,
But that’s the way it’s got to be.
Life goes on.

Life goes on.
It happens ev’ry day.
So appreciate what you got
Before it’s taken away.
Life will hit you
When you’re unprepared,
So be grateful and take all
That you can while you’re there.
Get that frown off your head,
‚Cause you’re a long time dead.
Life goes on and on and on.
Life goes on and on and on.

No use runnin‘ ‚round lookin‘ scared,
Life could get you when you’re unaware.
One day it’s gonna come, so you better accept it.
Life will hit you when you least expect it.
And one day when you are gone,
You know that life will still go on.
But no one’ll care if you’ve been good, bad, right or wrong.
Life will still go on.

My bank went broke and my well ran dry.
It was almost enough to contemplate suicide.
I turned on the gas, but I soon realized
I hadn’t settled my bill so they cut off my supply.
No matter how I try, it seems I’m too young to die.
Life goes on and on and on.
Life goes on and on and on.

Tornado, cyclone and hurricane
Can batter the houses with the thunder and rain.
Blizzards can blow; the waves hit the shore,
But the people recover and come back for more.
Somehow the people fight back, even the future looks black.
Life goes on and on and on.
Life goes on and on and on.

Und als letztes Lied: Genesis mit „Entangled“.

When you’re asleep they may show you
Aerial views of the ground,
Freudian slumber empty of sound.

Over the rooftops and houses,
Lost as it tries to be seen,
Fields of incentive covered with green.

Mesmerised children are playing,
Meant to be seen but not heard,
„Stop me from dreaming!“
„Don’t be absurd!“

Well if we can help you we will,
You’re looking tired and ill.
As I count backwards
Your eyes become heavier still.
Sleep, won’t you allow yourself fall?
Nothing can hurt you at all.
With your consent
I can experiment further still.

Madrigal music is playing,
Voices can faintly be heard,
Please leave this patient undisturbed.

Sentenced to drift far away now,
Nothing is quite what it seems,
Sometimes entangled in your own dreams.

Well, if we can help you we will,
Soon as you’re tired and ill.
With your consent
We can experiment further still.

Well, thanks to our kindness and skill
You’ll have no trouble until
You catch your breath
And the nurse will present you the bill!

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2 Antworten zu “Ein bisschen Musik

  1. Pingback: Walter Gibbons « Aron Sperber’s Weblog

  2. Danke für die Musik und alles Gute für den Freigang!

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