Strofer fra sanger eller dikt som har gjort stort inntrykk på deg?

[sauen87]

Jeg setter pris på god tekst i sanger, og bruker dem som små visdomsord i hverdagen.

Har MAAAANGE favoritter, her er noen av dem:

Fra Ripple av Grateful dead:

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty

If your cup is full may it be again

Let it be known there is a fountain

That was not made by the hands of man

Fra Everybody's Free av Baz Luhrmann:

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

Fra Du må ikke sove av Arnulf Øverland:

Du skal ikke tåle så inderlig vel, den urett som ikke rammer deg selv.

Fra Me and Bobby McGee av Kris Kristofferson:

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose

Fra Hey you av Pink Floyd

Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all, together we stand, divided we fall.

Fra The End av The Beatles:

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make

Fra The Ghost Song av The Doors:

A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon

Couples naked race down by it's quiet side

And we laugh like soft, mad children

Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy

The music and voices are all around us.

Og så en litt søt en til slutt, fra Kaptein Sabeltann:

Men venner som blir når andre går,

som gir deg sin støtte - som tror og forstår,

det er venner du skal ta vare på

Sånn! Det ble en hel del, det... Hva er dine favoritter?

Endret 9. mars 2012 av sauen87

[Betty2]

Leave out all the rest - Linkin Park

when my time comes, forget the wrong that i`ve done. Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed.

Numb

I become so numb, i cant feel you there, become so tierd, so mutch more to alway, i becoming this.

In the end

I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end it docent even mater. I had to far to lose it all, but in the end, it docent even mater.

Josh Groban

hidden away

all these words, you where ment to say, held in silence day after day, words of kindness, that our pour hearts crave.

You are loved

Dont give up, it`s just the weight of the world. When your heart`s heavy i will lift it for you. Dont give up.

[Cordelia]

Bruce Springsteen-Badlands

For the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside

That it aint no sin to be glad you're alive

I wanna find one face that aint looking through me

I wanna find one place, I wanna spit in the face of these

Badlands.....

Endret 12. mars 2012 av Cordelia

[Pawn Hearts]

Ode to a Nightingale av John Keats, første strofe:

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,

Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains

One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:

'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,

But being too happy in thine happiness, -

That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,

In some melodious plot

Of beechen green and shadows numberless,

Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

Og første strofe av Till en näktergal i Malmö av Hjalmar Gullberg (man kan nærmest kalle dem "tvillingdikt"):

Jag mötte vänner i så många länder

men varför blev man ensam under skyn

Jag älskar det som flyr ur våra händer

Jag älskar det som doldes för vår syn

Här ligger jag en fånge mellan lakan

och lyssnar i en mörklagd paviljong

Jag älskar mörkret och jag älskar vakan

Jag älskar tystnaden som blev till sång.

Endret 10. mars 2012 av Pawn Hearts

[sequin]

Red hot chili peppers -Scar Tissue

Soft spoken with a broken jaw

Step outside but not to brawl

Autumns sweet we call it fall

Ill make it to the moon if I have to crawl and

With the birds Ill share

This lonely view...

Scar tissue that I wish you saw

Sarcastic mister know it all

Close your eyes and Ill kiss you cause

With the birds Ill share

With the birds Ill share

This lonely view

With the birds Ill share

This lonely view...

[AnonymBruker]

"Snälla kan du hjälpa mig att fly?"

Det er fra Kent-sangen Den döda vinkeln, og jeg har det tatovert på armen. Og det er IKKE for å vise min beundring overfor Kent (hvor dumt er ikke det, å hylle et band man kanskje blir lei av på den måten), men fordi jeg synes setningen er så utrolig fin

[HedvigR]

Is a dream a lie if it don't come true, or is it something worse - The River av Bruce Springsteen

We're the song that's out of the tune, full of beautiful mistakes - Beautiful av Christina Aguilera/Linda Perry

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind, and you know that she will trust you, for you've touched her perfect body with your mind - Suzanne av Leonard Cohen

You're asking me will my love grow, I don't know, I don't know.

Stick around, and it may show, but I don't know, I don't know - Something av George Harrison.

[Gjest BamseB]

Red Sovine - Giddy up go

Kan ikke nevne en konkret strofe, se heller videoen...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zw4v9wMvTwA

[Cuckold]

And death shall have no dominion.

Dead mean naked they shall be one

With the man in the wind and the west moon;

When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,

They shall have stars at elbow and foot;

Though they go mad they shall be sane,

Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;

Though lovers be lost love shall not;

And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.

Under the windings of the sea

They lying long shall not die windily;

Twisting on racks when sinews give way,

Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;

Faith in their hands shall snap in two,

And the unicorn evils run them through;

Split all ends up they shan't crack;

And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.

No more may gulls cry at their ears

Or waves break loud on the seashores;

Where blew a flower may a flower no more

Lift its head to the blows of the rain;

Though they be mad and dead as nails,

Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;

Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,

And death shall have no dominion.

Dylan Thomas

Endret 10. mars 2012 av Cuckold

[Pawn Hearts]

Takk, Cuckold! Da tar vi dette diktet i samme slengen:

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rage at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas

[Cuckold]

Takk, Cuckold! Da tar vi dette diktet i samme slengen:

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rage at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas

Ja, det kan vi også godt ta med. Og siden du først siterte Keats:

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:

Its loveliness increases; it will never

Pass into nothingness

(Endymion)

Endret 10. mars 2012 av Cuckold

[Gjest Cosette]

Jeg husker første gang jeg åpnet en diktsamling av William Butler Yeats som fjortenåring, hvordan magien og den intense sårbarheten i diktene hans virket helt overveldende, hvert eneste ett var et under i seg selv. Og i årene siden har han liksom forfulgt meg i prosessen fra å være jente til ung kvinne, jeg tror nok aldri en poet vil gjøre riktig samme inntrykk på meg som Yeats.

Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

[Agathe]

Well I stepped into an avalanche,

it covered up my soul;

Avalanche, Leonard Cohen

Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built

Out of longing great wonders have been willed

They're only little tears, darling, let them spill

And lay your head upon my shoulder

Outside my window the world has gone to war

Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

Are you the one that I've been waiting for, Nick Cave

[Gjest MorAase]

Intet er så rommelig som havet, intet så tålmodig. På sin brede rygg bærer det lik en godslig elefant de små puslinger som bebor jorden; og i sitt store kjølige dyp eier det plass for all verdens jammer. Det er ikke sant at havet er troløst; for det har aldri lovet noe: uten krav, uten forpliktelse, fritt, rent og uforfalsket banker det store hjerte - det siste sunne i den syke verden.

A. L. Kielland, Garman & Worse.

[Pawn Hearts]

Nydelige linjer, Cosette. Jeg kjenner altfor dårlig til Irlands nasjonalpoet, men dette ga meg frysninger.

Her er noe helt annet: en sang som betydde enormt for meg i en bestemt fase av livet. Jeg tar sjansen på gjengi hele teksten siden den er fritt tilgjengelig på Peter Hammills egen hjemmeside:

Wondering

I will arise:

in the depths, I will open my eyes;

as my breath almost fails me, survive.

Wait - there's something unclear,

there's something I fear now drawing close.

Could it be you? Whose is that voice?

Is it now time to make a choice?

Ah - that irrational pain!

This ridiculous brain now bursts with joy.

Could it be me? Could it be now?

Should I begin to take my vows?

I will return:

as I live, as I breathe, as I burn

I swear I will come through,

with my hands stretching out in the dark,

with my eye pressed up tight to the glass,

wondering if it's all been true.

Den gjør seg selvsagt aller best med musikk. Legg merke til kiasmen i første linje (den synkende melodilinjen "krysser" den stigende teksten: "I will arise").

[HedvigR]

Kom på diktet If av Rudyard Kipling. Egentlig hele diktet, men limer bare inn første strofe.

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

[Cordelia]

oj, fant mere gitt:

Jeg tror at naturen har sitt deiligste liv når den blekner.

Intet dør så vakkert som blader.

I de varmeste, vakreste farger jorden eier kler de seg.

- Sigbjørn Obstfelder

Endret 12. mars 2012 av Cordelia

[AryaUnderfoot]

I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time

Walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme

You know my love goes with you as your love stays with me

It's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea

But let's not talk of love or chains or things we can't untie

Your eyes are soft with sorrow

Hey, that's no way to say goodbye

- Hey, that's no way to say goodbye - Leonard Cohen

Diktet "Funeral Blues" av W.H Auden er også fantastisk, om enn litt obvious.

[Pawn Hearts]

Noen løsrevne sitater fra sanger jeg liker:

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

Pink Floyd (Roger Waters), Time

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful

David Bowie, Time

History puts a saint in every dream

Tom Waits, Time

It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my chocolate fingers

Genesis (Peter Gabriel), The Lamia

Impaled on nails of ice

King Crimson (Peter Sinfield), The Letters

I am surrounded by flesh and bone, I am a temple of living

Peter Hammill, A Louse is not a Home

How old will I be before I come of age for you?

Yes (Jon Anderson), Close to the Edge

Her må det noen flere linjer til:

Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real and in the present tense?

Or that everybody's on the stage,

and it seems like you're the only person sitting in the audience?

Jethro Tull (Ian Anderson), Skating Away on the Thin Ice of the New Day

[Gjest just words]

Det er bedre å våkne alene

og vite at en er alene,

enn å våkne sammen med noen

og allikevel være ensom

Liv Ullmann

Du går fram til mi inste grind,

og eg går õg fram til di.

Innanfor den er kvar av oss einsam,

og det skal vi alltid bli.

Halldis Moren Vesaas

Skyfri Himmel

Det e tungt å ta tebake

ein barndom som e tatt

- for kvert mislykka forsøk

blir ein bare mer forlatt

Bjørn Eidsvåg

Vess svart e svart og kvitt e kvitt, då e du blind førr alt

Då ser du ikkje lys nå’ meir, i varmen blir det kaldt

Du blir ein sjakkmønstrat konstruksjon med pepitarutat sjæl

Vess kvitt førr dæ e berre kvitt, har du slådd live’ ditt i hjæl

Vess Gud e Gud, og du e Gud e du enno nøydd å be

Så ber du mæ med tomme ord, du spør, men kan æ se

At du stille opp i ein sjakk-armé, men du strides innenfra

Mot svart og kvitt, og rett og feil, før det trur du at man ska

Kine Hellebust----Det handler om å leve

It's just the beast under your bed

In your closet in your head

Metallica ---Enter Sandman

I scare myself to death

That's why I keep on running

Before I've arrived

I can see myself coming

There's a hole in my soul

You can see it in my face

It's a real big place

Come and hold my hand

I want to contact the living

Not sure I understand

This role I've been given

Robbie Williams - Feel

I carry your heart I carry it in my heart

E. E. Cummings I carry your heart with me

Jeg ser, jeg ser...

Jeg er visst kommet på en feil klode!

Her er så underlig...

Sigbjørn Obstfelder—Jeg ser

I don't play your rules I make my own

pink- cuz I can

Drep meg for fargen min og skap en Benjamin til

Karpe diem- kunsten å være inder

Du veit sjæl, det ække fallet som er viktig,

det er hvem som tar deg imot å om du lander riktig.

Karpe Diem—Glasskår

It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife

ALANIS MORISSETTE –Ironic

So glad to see you well

Overcome and completely silent now

With heavens help you cast your demons out

A Perfect Circle - The Noose

Just cause you feel it

doesn't mean it's there

Radiohead - There there

Just because you're paranoid

Don’t mean they're not after you

Nirvana Territorial Pissings

First they put away the dealers,

Keep our kids safe and off the street.

Then they put away the prostitutes,

Keep married men cloistered at home.

Then they shooed away the bums

Then they beat and bashed the queers,

Turned away asylum-seekers,

Fed us suspicions and fears.

We didn't raise our voice

We didn't make a fuss.

It's funny there was no one left to notice

When they came for us.

Looks like witches are in season,

You better fly your flag and be aware

Of anyone who might fit the description,

Diversity is now our biggest fear.

NOFX - Re-Gaining Unconsciousness

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