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popular culture hat mein leben zertstört...

tantegert — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 16:06:33 +0200

Walked home itching in last night's clothes.

And if you feel this pain inside.

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose.

I've got a hunger and I can't seem to get full.

fuck the pain away fuck the pain away fuck the pain away

fuck the pain away fuck the pain away fuck the pain away.

Some things are best left unsaid.

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tantegert — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 11:23:55 +0200

wenn einem anfängt alles auf dem mp3-player zu nerven, dann weiß man, es ist zeit wieder mal alles, wirklich alles runterzulöschen und neu zu befüllen, mal ganz was arges rauskramen was man ewig nicht gehört hat, oder was neues. auf dass man dann vielleicht mal eine neue cd findet die man liebenundtothören kann.

aber das mit dem alles, aber wirklich alles, klappt bei mir dann doch nie: die lifted muss doch oben bleiben, nur zur sicherheit, hören tu ichs in letzter zeit gar nicht mal so oft, aber man weiß ja nie, kann ja eine situation kommen, und da muss man dann ganz dringend zb. lover i don't have to love hören und was dann, wenn das nicht am mp3 player ist? eben.

as coninhas e caralinhos

tantegert — Sat, 20 Jan 2007 11:57:09 +0100

In this song there is only very little rain, but it became my porto-song because of the third and forth line.

Bright Eyes – first day of my live

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me

Olhos claros – primeiro dia da minha vida

Isso é o primeiro dia da minha vida
Juro que nascei aqui na entrada
Saí na chuva de repente tudo mudou
estão a estender toalhas na praia

A tua é a primeira cara que eu vi
Penso que era cego antes de te conhecei
Agora não sei onde estou
não sei onde estava
mas sei onde quero ir.

E assim pensava que digo-te
que estes coisas precisam de quase um infinito
especialmente eu sou lento
mas assinalei que preciso de ti
e pergunto-me se podia ir para casa.

Lembras-te do tempo em que conduziste toda à noite
só para encontrar-me de manhã
e eu pensei que era estranho disseste que tudo mudou
Sentiste como acabaste de acordar
e disseste “Isso é o primeiro dia da minha vida
estou contente que não morri antes de te conhecei
mas agora não me importa podia ir para qualquer lugar contigo
e provavelmente ficava feliz”

Se queres estar comigo
com estes coisas não podes dizer.
Só temos de esperar e vamos ver
mas ia trabalhar para o salário
antes de esperar para ganhar na lotaria
Adicionalmente talvez este vez vai ser differente
acho realmente penso que gostas de mim.

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tantegert — Wed, 22 Nov 2006 16:41:49 +0100

Erst gab m. mir diese live-dvd von Bright Eyes, dann war ich plötzlich bei diesem Konzert, so seitlich von der Bühne und Bright Eyes waren noch nicht wirklich bekannt und Conor stand die ganze Zeit hinter einer Säule, so das das Publikum ihn nicht sehen sondern nur die Befehle hören konnte die er den restlichen Bandmitgliedern zubrüllte und die dann "lustig angezogen" hinter der Säule hervorspringen mussten. Ich konnte aber das alles ganz genau beobachten weil ich ja eben nicht vor der Bühne sondern daneben in so einer Art Backstageraum (der eigentlich war aber auf der andern Seite) lag (!). Nach dem Konzert hat Connor mir dann seine Mütze geschenkt.