MUZ Muziek
Het forum voor 's werelds enige universele hobby! Snaren of toetsen, vinyl of cd, eendagsvlieg of rasartiest, op de radio of op een festival! Hier kun je al je ongebreideld enthousiasme, maar ook je weldoordachte kritische noten kwijt over muziek
Maken we alle mensen die nog slapen even wakkerquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:02 schreef nipeng het volgende:
Ik kijk nu al uit naar no 96
ThunderChildquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:03 schreef ThunderChild het volgende:
[..]
De lange versie ??
Goeiesmiddags trouwens . . .
ThunderChild
Ik wil even melden dat ik kippenvel krijg van die gitaar.
Eenen pyl vlieght snelder dan een clootken even swaer
Hij speelt niet slechtquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:09 schreef pyl het volgende:
Ik wil even melden dat ik kippenvel krijg van die gitaar.
Inderdaad. Maar fragiel en mooi gaan vaak samen.quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:09 schreef I_doubt het volgende:
Wat een fragiele en toch gelijk zo'n mooie stem
Eenen pyl vlieght snelder dan een clootken even swaer
quote:
Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
101 Simon & Garfunkel - Sound of Silence
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it’s seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out it’s warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper’d in the sounds of silence.
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it’s seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out it’s warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper’d in the sounds of silence.
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
En toch vind ik Harvest Moon mooier...
I love music |Ajax forever
http://frontpage.fok.nl/c(...)-feest-of-farce.html
http://frontpage.fok.nl/c(...)-feest-of-farce.html
Ach, als we zo gaan beginnen....quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:12 schreef peaceman het volgende:
En toch vind ik Harvest Moon mooier...
Eenen pyl vlieght snelder dan een clootken even swaer
Neem je het teksten posten een tijdje over?(of is dit eenmalig vanwege de genialiteit vh nummer?)quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:10 schreef Allan24 het volgende:
101 Simon & Garfunkel - Sound of Silence
knip
Oh, is goed hoor het is een geniaal nummer maar ik doe d'r wel een stuk of wat, zit hier toch nog wel effe
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:15 schreef nipeng het volgende:
Dit is nou een nummer dat terecht in de top staat.
ABBA - Eagle
They came flying from far away, now I’m under their spell
I love hearing the stories that they tell
They’ve seen places beyond my land and they’ve found new horizons
They speak strangely but I understand
And I dream I’m an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
As all good friends we talk all night, and we fly wing to wing
I have questions and they know everything
There’s no limit to what I feel, we climb higher and higher
Am I dreaming or is it all real?
Is it true I’m an eagle?
Is it true I can spread my wings?
Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky (I’m an eagle)
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly (what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
And I dream I’m an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky (I’m an eagle)
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly (what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
High, high, I’m a bird in the sky (I’m an eagle)
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly (what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
They came flying from far away, now I’m under their spell
I love hearing the stories that they tell
They’ve seen places beyond my land and they’ve found new horizons
They speak strangely but I understand
And I dream I’m an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
As all good friends we talk all night, and we fly wing to wing
I have questions and they know everything
There’s no limit to what I feel, we climb higher and higher
Am I dreaming or is it all real?
Is it true I’m an eagle?
Is it true I can spread my wings?
Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky (I’m an eagle)
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly (what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
And I dream I’m an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky (I’m an eagle)
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly (what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
High, high, I’m a bird in the sky (I’m an eagle)
I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly (what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
Het mooiste abba nummer.
Zalig.....
Zalig.....
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Ik vind 'The day before you came' persoonlijk nog mooierquote:
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
The Eagles komen later pas staan op 30 en op 3
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
99 Kate Bush - Wuthering heights
Out on the wiley, windy moors
We’d roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.
Bad dreams in the night.
They told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering heights.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Ooh, it gets dark! it gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you.
I’m coming back, love.
Cruel heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.
Too long I roam in the night.
I’m coming back to his side, to put it right.
I’m coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering heights,
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Ooh! let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it’s me--cathy!
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Out on the wiley, windy moors
We’d roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.
Bad dreams in the night.
They told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering heights.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Ooh, it gets dark! it gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you.
I’m coming back, love.
Cruel heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.
Too long I roam in the night.
I’m coming back to his side, to put it right.
I’m coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering heights,
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Ooh! let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it’s me--cathy!
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.
Heathcliff, it’s me--cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
Deze stemhoogte doet zw0rld haar niet na.
Wat een strot..... mooi hoor.
Wat een strot..... mooi hoor.
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Ik kon het vroeger al, en nu nog steeds, op dezelfde hoogte als Kate Bush (en ja ik heb de baard in de keel enzo )
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
Jij beoordeelt vrouwen op hun strotquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:22 schreef Zw0rld het volgende:
Deze stemhoogte doet zw0rld haar niet na.
Wat een strot..... mooi hoor.
Die is nieuw voor mij
Demoquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:23 schreef Allan24 het volgende:
Ik kon het vroeger al, en nu nog steeds, op dezelfde hoogte als Kate Bush (en ja ik heb de baard in de keel enzo )
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Not heb trouwens niet gezegd dat het ook zuiver isquote:
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
Met een kopstem lukt het nog wel denk ikquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:23 schreef Allan24 het volgende:
Ik kon het vroeger al, en nu nog steeds, op dezelfde hoogte als Kate Bush (en ja ik heb de baard in de keel enzo )
zo bedoel ik het nietquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:24 schreef I_doubt het volgende:
[..]
Jij beoordeelt vrouwen op hun strot
Die is nieuw voor mij
Mooie stem bedoel ik
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Doeiquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 14:22 schreef I_doubt het volgende:
Daar gaan mijn stembanden
Laat je ze een prentkaartje sturen ??
Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
98 Sting - Fragile
If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are
If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
Snel door naar Sting aub
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
97 Alphaville - Forever young
Let’s dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men
Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we’re getting in tune
The music’s played by the madmen
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever
Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why don’t they stay young
It’s so hard to get old without a cause
I don’t want to perish like a fading horse
Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And dimonds are forever
So many adventures couldn’t happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let them come true
Let’s dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men
Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we’re getting in tune
The music’s played by the madmen
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever
Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why don’t they stay young
It’s so hard to get old without a cause
I don’t want to perish like a fading horse
Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And dimonds are forever
So many adventures couldn’t happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let them come true
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
Tja deze heb ik eigenlijk nooit echt wat gevonden....
I love music |Ajax forever
http://frontpage.fok.nl/c(...)-feest-of-farce.html
http://frontpage.fok.nl/c(...)-feest-of-farce.html
plaspauze..ik heb hem te vaak gehoord en het is niet echt mijn liedje
De zwemmer zwemt, hij zwemt in zee
