Ik doe de deur dicht
straten lijken te huilen
wolken lijken te vluchten
Ik stap de bus in
mensen lijken te kijken
maar ik wil ze ontwijken
voordat ze mij zien
Het is al lang verleden tijd
dat je mijn verjaardag niet vergat
je onvoorwaardelijk koos voor mij
Ik zie de velden
langs me heen gaan huizen
het is stil achter de ruiten
wie kan mij zien
in blauwverlichte treinen
je hart is zo dichtbij me
maar het klopt niet
Het is al lang verleden tijd
Je zwarte haren en je lach
dat je heel de wereld voor mij was
Het zit nog veel te diep in mij
Dat ik mocht delen wat jij had
je door mijn haren ging en zei
Je kent mijn stem niet
wie ik ben is wat je nu ziet
wil je dansen met illusies
in gedachten
ben je verder dan het heden
wil je terug naar je verleden
zegt je dat iets
het is al lang verleden tijd
rode wijn op het terras
dat je heel de wereld voor mij was
het zit nog veel te diep in mij
maar ik vergat hoe jij me zag
dat ik zo anders ben dan jij
Ik loop de straat in
maar het zal me nooit verwarmen
omdat het mij niet kan omarmen
wie zou mij zien
het liefst zou ik willen schreeuwen.
ik zou oneindig willen schreeuwen,
maar het gaat niet
jij bent niet alleen van mij
ik kan de wereld laten zien
dat het zo beter is misschien
het is al lang verleden tijd
dat ik vergat hoe jij me zag
dat ik zo anders ben dan jij
zaterdag 1 november 2008
Your eyesss
Could you look me in the eye and tell me that you're happy now?
There's a truth in your eyes, saying 'You'll never leave me.'
If you think my eyes are beautiful, it’s because they are looking at you.
He’d managed to do the one thing I could never do -- he’d moved on.
There's a truth in your eyes, saying 'You'll never leave me.'
If you think my eyes are beautiful, it’s because they are looking at you.
He’d managed to do the one thing I could never do -- he’d moved on.
Oh how I feel about you now..
It's kind of crazy, I don't like you at all..
But maybe that's a lie..
Cause somehow I'm not happy,
for the fact that I can have anyone I like,
except for you..
And you aren't even nice..
And I can tell myself everyday, that I don't like you in anyway..
But when I saw you yesterday,
I realised,
that was a lie..
But maybe that's a lie..
Cause somehow I'm not happy,
for the fact that I can have anyone I like,
except for you..
And you aren't even nice..
And I can tell myself everyday, that I don't like you in anyway..
But when I saw you yesterday,
I realised,
that was a lie..
Funeral Blues
Zet alle klokken stil, zet het gerinkel af!
Deel vette kluiven uit, zodat geen hond meer blaft;
Sluit de piano, sla de trom en draag
De kist naar buiten, mensen treur vandaag.
Schrijf in het hemelblauw een tekst, heel groot
Met witte vliegtuigletters: HIJ IS DOOD;
Doe alle duiven van de stad een rouwband om hun nek,
En laat verkeersagenten surveilleren in jaquet.
Hij was mijn noord, mijn zuid, mijn west, mijn oost,
Mijn werken door de week, mijn ’s zondagstroost;
Mijn overdag, mijn nacht, mijn woord, mijn lied
Liefde voor eeuwig, dacht ik – maar zo was het niet.
Ik hoef geen sterren meer, laat ze vergaan,
Vernietig ook de zon, doe weg de maan;
Giet leeg de oceaan en kap het woud,
Want er is niets dat nu zijn waarde nog behoudt.
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Deel vette kluiven uit, zodat geen hond meer blaft;
Sluit de piano, sla de trom en draag
De kist naar buiten, mensen treur vandaag.
Schrijf in het hemelblauw een tekst, heel groot
Met witte vliegtuigletters: HIJ IS DOOD;
Doe alle duiven van de stad een rouwband om hun nek,
En laat verkeersagenten surveilleren in jaquet.
Hij was mijn noord, mijn zuid, mijn west, mijn oost,
Mijn werken door de week, mijn ’s zondagstroost;
Mijn overdag, mijn nacht, mijn woord, mijn lied
Liefde voor eeuwig, dacht ik – maar zo was het niet.
Ik hoef geen sterren meer, laat ze vergaan,
Vernietig ook de zon, doe weg de maan;
Giet leeg de oceaan en kap het woud,
Want er is niets dat nu zijn waarde nog behoudt.
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
zondag 6 juli 2008
Shackled feet
If I would drop any more hints, I'd be screaming in your ear..
If I build a wall
a hundred feet tall
would that keep you in?
If I shackled your feet
So you couldn't leave
Would you try and run?
Als ik dood ga, huil maar niet,
Ik ben niet echt dood moet je weten.
Het is maar een lichaam dat ik achterliet,
Dood ben ik pas, als jij me bent vergeten
But to say I didn’t care, would be a lie..
I fell in love, every time. I fell in love, weak heart of mine..
I tried to be so careful with what I said. My heart was never helpful towards my head..
If I build a wall
a hundred feet tall
would that keep you in?
If I shackled your feet
So you couldn't leave
Would you try and run?
Als ik dood ga, huil maar niet,
Ik ben niet echt dood moet je weten.
Het is maar een lichaam dat ik achterliet,
Dood ben ik pas, als jij me bent vergeten
But to say I didn’t care, would be a lie..
I fell in love, every time. I fell in love, weak heart of mine..
I tried to be so careful with what I said. My heart was never helpful towards my head..
I wish I was your favourite girl,
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish I was your favourite smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.
I wish you couldn't figure me out,
But you always wanna know what I was about.
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset,
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met.
I wish that without me your heart would break,
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.
All I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen;
I wish that we could see if we could be something
I want to be the girl he’s scared to loose.. the one who he can’t walk away from, knowing she’s mad at him. The one who he can’t fall asleep without her voice being the last thing that he hears.. The one he wouldn’t know what to do without.. The one he can’t even picture being without.
I never wanted the stars, never shot for the moon. I like them right where they are… all I wanted was you.
Cause every fool can see, whatyou've done to me
Vergeef me alle foute woorden die ik stuurde uit onmacht, om niet kwijt te raken, wat ik zo hopeloos lief had
The only reason that people hold on to memories so tight is
because memories are the only thing that don't change when everything else does
I still don’t know what you’ve done with me
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily
Shine
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerfull beyond measure
It is our light and not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves: who am I to be briljant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are the child of god. There is notting enlightened about shrinking,
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are meant to shine as children do. We are borne to manifest the glory of
god that is within us. It is not just in some of us. It is in everyone.
As we let our light shine, we uncounciuosly give other people permission to do the same. As
we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
Nelson Mandela
nederlandse vertaling:
Onze grootste angst is niet dat we onvolmaakt zijn.
Onze grootste angst is dat we mateloos krachtig zijn.
We vragen onszelf af:
wie ben ik om briljant te zijn, prachtig, talentvol, fantastisch?
Maar wie ben jij om dat niet te zijn?
Je bent een kind van God.
Je onbelangrijk voordoen bewijst de wereld geen dienst.
Er is niets verlichts aan jezelf klein te maken
opdat andere mensen zich bij jou niet onzeker zullen voelen
We zijn allemaal bedoeld om te stralen als kinderen.
We zijn geboren om de glorie van God, die in ons is, te openbaren.
Die is niet alleen maar in sommigen van ons; die is in iedereen!
En als wij ons licht laten stralen,
geven wij onbewust andere mensen toestemming hetzelfde te doen.
Als wij van onze angsten bevrijd zijn,
bevrijdt onze aanwezigheid vanzelf anderen.
I wonder who will be the first to say, what we both know.
It's funny how I blind myself
So I don't have to see
You're taking me down
And bringing me to my knees
Letting me know I'm alone
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish I was your favourite smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.
I wish you couldn't figure me out,
But you always wanna know what I was about.
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset,
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met.
I wish that without me your heart would break,
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.
All I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen;
I wish that we could see if we could be something
I want to be the girl he’s scared to loose.. the one who he can’t walk away from, knowing she’s mad at him. The one who he can’t fall asleep without her voice being the last thing that he hears.. The one he wouldn’t know what to do without.. The one he can’t even picture being without.
I never wanted the stars, never shot for the moon. I like them right where they are… all I wanted was you.
Cause every fool can see, whatyou've done to me
Vergeef me alle foute woorden die ik stuurde uit onmacht, om niet kwijt te raken, wat ik zo hopeloos lief had
The only reason that people hold on to memories so tight is
because memories are the only thing that don't change when everything else does
I still don’t know what you’ve done with me
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily
Shine
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerfull beyond measure
It is our light and not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves: who am I to be briljant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are the child of god. There is notting enlightened about shrinking,
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are meant to shine as children do. We are borne to manifest the glory of
god that is within us. It is not just in some of us. It is in everyone.
As we let our light shine, we uncounciuosly give other people permission to do the same. As
we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
Nelson Mandela
nederlandse vertaling:
Onze grootste angst is niet dat we onvolmaakt zijn.
Onze grootste angst is dat we mateloos krachtig zijn.
We vragen onszelf af:
wie ben ik om briljant te zijn, prachtig, talentvol, fantastisch?
Maar wie ben jij om dat niet te zijn?
Je bent een kind van God.
Je onbelangrijk voordoen bewijst de wereld geen dienst.
Er is niets verlichts aan jezelf klein te maken
opdat andere mensen zich bij jou niet onzeker zullen voelen
We zijn allemaal bedoeld om te stralen als kinderen.
We zijn geboren om de glorie van God, die in ons is, te openbaren.
Die is niet alleen maar in sommigen van ons; die is in iedereen!
En als wij ons licht laten stralen,
geven wij onbewust andere mensen toestemming hetzelfde te doen.
Als wij van onze angsten bevrijd zijn,
bevrijdt onze aanwezigheid vanzelf anderen.
I wonder who will be the first to say, what we both know.
It's funny how I blind myself
So I don't have to see
You're taking me down
And bringing me to my knees
Letting me know I'm alone
zaterdag 5 juli 2008
You always dress in yellow
When you wanna dress in gold
Instead of listening to your heart
You do just what you're told
Is it love that I feel for you
Tell me, what am I supposed to do
Can't you see what it does to me
Love is killing me
All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear, but not feel scared
Some people say that you don't know what you have until you lose it,
but it's not like that. I always knew what I had; I just never thought I would lose it.
I don't want to "fit in". I want to stand out. I want the world to know I was here, that I made a difference.
Never say goodbye. Because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting. - Peter Pan.
You know that silence is loud when all you hear is your heart.
Behind every untrusting girl, is a guy that made her that way.
When you wanna dress in gold
Instead of listening to your heart
You do just what you're told
Is it love that I feel for you
Tell me, what am I supposed to do
Can't you see what it does to me
Love is killing me
All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear, but not feel scared
Some people say that you don't know what you have until you lose it,
but it's not like that. I always knew what I had; I just never thought I would lose it.
I don't want to "fit in". I want to stand out. I want the world to know I was here, that I made a difference.
Never say goodbye. Because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting. - Peter Pan.
You know that silence is loud when all you hear is your heart.
Behind every untrusting girl, is a guy that made her that way.
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