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Happy St. Patricks Day – Oh Danny Boy

Tuesday, March 17th, 2009

I wish to all o’ ya a happy happy St.Patricks day and present to you “Danny Boy” performed by Sinead O Connor on The Late Late show Christmas 1993 , and as for Ireland, I pray to the Dark Stars for peace up there!! It’s two nations, two religions but only one Ireland, and for each and everyone up there it’s only ONE life. Live it wisely, love , party , have fun and don’t endulge in violence. Peace !!



Ah Danny boy, the pipes,
the pipes are calling
From glen to glen,
and down the mountain side

The summer’s gone,
and all the flowers are falling
‘Tis you, ’tis you
must go and I must bide

But come ye back
when summer’s in the meadow
Or when the valley’s hushed
and white with snow

And I’ll be here
in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy,
I love you so

But if you come,
and all the flowers are falling
And I am dead,
as dead I may well be

You’ll come and find
the place where I am lying
And kneel and say
an “Ave” there for me

And I will hear,
though soft your tread above me
And o’er my grave
will warmer sweeter be

And you will bend
and tell me that you love me
And I will sleep
in peace until you come to me

But if I live
and should you die for Ireland
Let not your dying thoughts
be just of me

But say a prayer to God
for our dearest Island
I know He’ll hear
and help to set her free

And I will take your pike
and place my dearest
And strike a blow,
though weak the blow may be

Twill help the cause
to which your heart was nearest
Oh Danny Boy, Oh, Danny boy
I love you so.

Oh Danny Boy

Monday, March 2nd, 2009

Just coming home from my Aunts funeral,
I want to present to you this wonderful song, a song i would want to be played, or better sung at my funeral when the time comes, and I hope that won’t be too soon.

anyway, here’s the lyrics, and the song to download….

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer’s gone, and all the flowers are dying
‘Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow
‘Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You’ll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an “Ave” there for me.

And I shall hear, tho’ soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you’ll not fail to tell me that you love me
I’ll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

I’ll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

Download and check out my favourite Version by the Irish Tenors:
  Irish.Tenors-Danny.Boy (3.4 MiB)

Irish Tenors sing Danny Boy

Metallica – ONE

Monday, December 15th, 2008

Sometimes, just when you run out of words, because your emotions outrace your mind, there is a poem, or best there is a song expressing what can’t be fit into words by one self. So I dedicate this post to all the coma patients out there, seeing the text as symbolic, because in the end it doesn’t matter if it’s a real war, a persons war on himself, the war on the streets highways, or else …
And it’s also and specially dedicated to the families of the poor victims, who cannot give up hope, who spend day after day, trying to lead a somewhat normal life, whilst one of their loved is hanging in limbo between life and death, who cannot dare to wish for death, nor for a life with all the disadvantages brain damage can cause,…


Metallica – ONE – the lyrics:
I can’t remember anything
can’t tell if this is true or dream
deep down inside I feel to scream
this terrible silence stops me

now that the war is through with me
I’m waking up, I cannot see
that there’s not much left of me
nothing is real but pain now

hold my breath as I wish for death
oh please God, wake me

back in the womb it’s much too real
in pumps life that I must feel
but can’t look forward to reveal
look to the time when I’ll live

fed through the tube that sticks in me
just like a wartime novelty
tied to machines that make me be
cut this life off from me

hold my breath as I wish for death
oh please God, wake me

now the world is gone I’m just one
oh God, help me hold my breath as I wish for death

darkness imprisoning me
all that I see
absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
trapped in myself
body my holding cell

landmine has taken my sight
taken my speech
taken my hearing
taken my arms
taken my legs
taken my soul
left me with life in hell

Gojira – A sight to behold

Sunday, October 26th, 2008

Reflecting ourselves in the blood of all the beings we slay
Misunderstand each other, out of control we remain
There is a mystery, we’re facing a sight to behold
This is what we make of the world, we throw everything away

The way we all behave is not understandable
It is so sad to see the wealth of our planet fade away
We all behave like children, taking off the head of our teddy bear
To see what’s inside, taking, not giving back
We drain the oceans and suck all the blood out of the soil
We spend the time we have left fighting and killing each other
Lust for comfort, entertainment becomes an obsession
And there is so much time to kill

The way I see things is so simple
The fact I’m walking standing on this land
Exhausted is the realm of nature, friends are dying
The living creatures on our side
The way I see myself so confused so sophisticated
I have to stay away from me
But I still don’t get the point
What’s worth destroying all the worlds
Try not to get it anymore

You burn yourself, set fire for good
We die eyes closed, dig our own grave now
Tossed in the blaze naked on the flame
Lost with no pride, drowned in the filth
The giant snake is coming down to eat our heads
And the flood will kill us, Mantus is rising from under

The way I see things is so simple
The fact I’m living dying on this land
Exhausted is the realm of nature, friends are dying
The living creatures on our side
The way I see myself so confused so sophisticated
Don’t have to stay away from me
But I still don’t get the point
What’s worth destroying all the worlds

Try not to get it anymore [4x]

Gojira(Fr), “the way of all flesh”

(c)2008

Everlast – Letters home from the Garden of Stone

Friday, October 10th, 2008

Sitting restless under the moonlight
I know I’m getting ready to kill
They say we’re going in with the daylight
I don’t want to but I will

Cause I won’t know the man that kills me
and I don’t know these man I kill
I pray to God for my salvation
Wash away the red I spill

I try not to think about my family
cause it’s a little too much take
Now here I got me and I got my buddy
Who can’t afford even one mistake
I’m sorry about writing on dirty cardboard
It’s the only paper I can find
Tell everyone I got their letters
Tell everyone I’m doing fine

Late at night when I can dream
I think about life back in the world
I miss you and Dad, Sister Sarah
I Miss my wife and baby girl
Pray for me pray for my soul ma
Pray for me and all my sins
They say I got a job to do now
I’ll be back when it finally ends

Who you think i should be fighting
Mom are you proud are you ashamed
I really am trying to do the right thing
I hope my government can say the same

cause I won’t know the man that kills me
and I don’t know these man that I kill
We all wind up on the same side
cause not one of us doing God’s will

Everlast, 2008