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me and my music
05:34
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Me and my music
Sitting here, talking about of my inner self telling the stories behind the stories close your eyes, hear words, the sound and the melody
want to give my soul wings to fly
Oh me, oh me and my music
like an old Inuit talks about love about pain
about goodness and badness about happiness and sadness
Oh me, oh me and my music
I'm not a leader, master or a prophet
I'm a man think about life, about the world
sing about feelings and the colours of my soul
I'm happy if I touch your soul and give feelings a name
Oh me, oh me and my music
like an old Inuit talks about love about pain
about goodness and badness
about happiness and sadness
Oh me, oh me and my music
Oh me, oh me and my music
like an old Inuit talks about love about pain
about goodness and badness
about all the things we need
Oh me, oh me and my music
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Rain in Paris
05:51
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Rain in Paris
The people on Champs-Élysées fleeing under the rooftops of the bars and cafes and into the label shops.
The windowshopper takes a little break and the sellers take a deep breath and running to the rain refugees.
The disaster of one is the happiness of another.
R: There’s rain, there’s rain in Paris
The white the Arc de triumph, Notre-Dame or Sacré-Coeur
goes greyer as normal
The Eifel-tower looks like a lighthouse in the wild sea
and the “Jardin” is really a landing strip.
And the traffic roundabout goes slower than usual.
R: There’s rain, there’s rain in Paris
La Samaritan is closed, the tourist’s clogging the pores of the city
and the most beautiful houseboats are gone.
The rain the tears of the old town and anger upon the hills
and my view will be clear
R: Paris is more than a romantic thought of our minds.
R: There’s rain, there’s rain in Paris
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High Heel Houses
04:50
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High heel houses
Sunrise in the east, reflecting in the mirror of the windows takes thousand suns in the tales of streets. Billions of people swelling out of the ground, flocking to the mountains of glass into the …
R: High heel houses, high heel houses, high heel houses
Inside running ants with best clothes, sweat from here to there money turns and turns and burns away. The owner will cry but it never comes back and the women swing with their high heels in the…
R: High heel houses, high heel houses, high heel houses
The scenario will be pretty, I want laugh! But the laugh will stick in your gap. If you know the names and numbers they talk about
they are persons with real life, of flesh and blood In the…
R: High heel houses, high heel houses, high heel houses
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Heart of the Warrior
04:18
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Heart of the warrior
Some call me killer some call me a hero
Some say I’m a monster without heart
But I’m a man doing my job best as I can
And bring my order to an end.
But deep in my heart feel the peace
Love the family and the friends, too
And the Ones I´ve left behind
And the Ones I´ve left behind
Fight for my believe, glory and respect
Fight for freedom and for peace,
and for democracy and the rights of all
But also for everyone who pays the bill.
But deep in my heart feel the peace
Love the family and the friends, too
And the Ones I´ve left behind
And the Ones I´ve left behind
I’m the warrior of the past fighting in the jungle
I’m the warrior of the present fighting in the desert
I’m warrior of the future fighting
on a godless planet at the end of the universe.
But deep in my heart feel the peace
Love the family and the friends, too
And the Ones I´ve left behind
And the Ones I´ve left behind
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Wundermädchen
05:44
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Wundermädchen
Kamst aus einem Desaster aus Tränen und Schlamm,
einem Gebilde aus Lügen und Unverstand.
Und ´nem Mann der im Bergwerk um sein Leben bangt
Und immer ein Auge auf die Kinder,
die in den Trümmern des Krieges ihre Kreise zieh´n.
Du gabst ihnen Hoffnung wenn keiner an sie glaubte
du gabst ihnen Liebe wenn keiner sie mehr liebte. Du warst ihr Wundermädchen
Die harte Arbeit auf dem Boden, zerschunden nicht nur Knie.
Das Geld war rar, das Essen nie genug
Manche deiner Töchter fanden nie den richtigen Mann
und Dein Liebster starb bevor er das Leben
mit dir genießen konnt.
Du gabst ihnen Hoffnung wenn keiner an sie glaubte
du gabst ihnen Liebe wenn keiner sie mehr liebte. Du warst ihr Wundermädchen
Plötzlich war er da, hilflos, schutzlos und vaterlos in einer fremden Welt gabst ihm ein Zuhause, ein Nest zum wachsen
den Glauben zu kämpfen in feindlichen Terrain
Du gabst ihm Hoffnung wenn keiner an ihn glaubte
du gabst ihm Liebe wenn keiner ihn mehr liebte. Du warst sein Wundermädchen
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Sunday Paradies
06:30
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Sunday Paradise
Sun twinkly on my skin, , the dust dancing on the sun beams.
And you sleeping like an angle beside me, your deep presence brings me down
… … Sunday paradise, Sunday paradise, Sunday paradise
The kids are on their way, all is quiet and the churchbell nearby rings.
And you sleeping like an angle beside me, your deep presence brings me down
… … Sunday paradise, Sunday paradise, Sunday paradise
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leave me alone
04:23
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leave me alone
sitting around a table and they're talking
all the hates are burning, nobody knows
everybody wants to talk
but no one wants to hear
leave me alone
get out of my brain leave me alone, leave me alone
going away from this place, going into the city
all the people are so busy and they're running around nobody hears someone, nobody sees someone and the newspapers declare a new war
leave me alone,
get out of my brain leave me alone, leave me alone
going away from this place, going into the fields
going into the forest, give me alltime peace
but the wind tells me a story about the leaves:
oh, I’m dying everyday and nobody hears my cry
please, leave me alone,
get out of my leaves leave me alone, leave me alone
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8. |
Heimat ist...
03:11
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Heimat ist
Mein Sohn kam zu mir und fragte: “Warum liebst du unser Land nicht so wie ich, hast du keinen Stolz und keine Heimatgefühle.” Wir saßen zusammen und sprachen darüber als mein Herz begann zu schrein:
Heimat ist, wo mein Herz ist und
Mein Herz ist wo meine Liebe wohnt.
Kein Land, keine Flagge, noch Religion oder Politik,
Kann sagen wo meine Heimat ist
Allein mein Herz erzählt mir, wo ich geh‘ und wo ich steh‘.
Mag sein, es ist die Geschichte dieses Lands, mag sein meine eigene, die Vaterlosigkeit oder die Gene meiner Ahnen. Komme aus einer grauen Zeit, stehe in einem seltsamen Licht, mit tausend konfusen Gedanken in meinem Kopf, denn:
Heimat ist, wo mein Herz ist
und mein Herz ist, wo meine Liebe wohnt.
Kein Land, keine Flagge, noch Religion oder Politik,
kann sagen wo meine Heimat ist.
Allein mein Herz erzählt mir, wo ich geh und wo ich steh.
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9. |
she sleeps
04:28
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She sleeps
Instrumental
Guitar left Wolle
Guitar right Manuel
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10. |
beach of hope
02:56
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Beach of hope
We came over the sea looking for a place to stay
Came from a land without future
Full of war and the fields full of tears and fears
Looking for a land of peace
My pockets full of dreams
My head full of visions
But now I´m lying on beach ---- on the beach of hope
My neighbour’s child is lost in the waves
We came through the night on a boot with too many human heart beats
The boatman is a thief. We fled the place we came from
The cold wind of the sea took our breath
We never believe we'd find a land where milk and honey flow
But the only thing flowing is the blood on my knees and the tears in my eyes
The police man asked: “Where are you from?” and “You can´t stay here!”
I can’t understand him ´cause the storm rage in and out of me.
I´m lost on the beach ---- on the beach of hope
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11. |
Energy Blackout
03:14
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Energy Blackout
What will you do what will you do
when all the light is out
and the energy is empty
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SELTSAM! Frankfurt, Germany
Two musicians: multi-instrumentalists, storyteller, musical nomads, artists-in-soundscapes
Eight instruments:
two voices, six or twelve strings with wood, flutes, soprano and tenor saxophones.
That is all SELTSAM! needs to create a distinctive sound.
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