clevohardcore
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einsturzende neubauten - words from one of the new songs
Die Wellen (The Waves)
(pronounced: Dee Ve-llen)
What should I do with you, waves, you who can never decide
whether you’re the first or the last?
You think you can define the coast with your constant wish-wash,
grind it down with your coming and going.
And yet no one knows how long the coastline really is,
where land stops, where land begins, and you’re forever changing
the line, length, lay, with the moon and unpredictable.
Consistent alone is your inconsistency.
Ultimately victorious since, as so often evoked, this wears away
the stones, grinds the sand down as fine as needed for
hourglasses and egg-timers, as required for calibrating time,
for telling the difference between hard and soft.
Victorious also because, never tiring, you win the contest who of us
will be the first to fall asleep, or you, being the ocean still,
because you never sleep.
Although colourless yourself, you seem blue
when the sky is gently mirrored on your surface, the ideal course
for being strolled upon by the carpenter’s son, the most changeable element.
And inversely, when you are wild and loud and your breakers thunder,
I listen between the peaks of your rollers, and from the highest waves,
from breaking spume, a thousand voices break away, mine,
yesterday’s ones that I didn’t know, that otherwise just whisper,
and all the others too, and in their midst the Nazarene.
Over and over again those stupendous five final words:
Why have you left me?
I hold my own, shout at each single wave:
Are you staying?
Are you staying?
Are you staying, or what?
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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clevohardcore
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Die Wellen
Was soll ich jetzt mit euch, ihr Wellen, ihr, die ihr euch nie
entscheiden könnt, ob ihr die ersten oder letzten seid?
Die Küste wollt ihr definieren mit eurem ständigen Gewäsch,
sie zisilieren mit eurem Kommen, eurem Gehen.
Und doch weiss niemand wie lang die Küste wirklich ist,
wo das Land aufhört, das Land beginnt, denn ständig ändert
ihr die Linie, Länge, Lage, mit dem Mond und unberechenbar.
Beständig nur ist eure Unbeständigkeit.
Siegreich letztendlich, denn sie höhlt, wie oft beschworen,
Steine, mahlt den Sand, so fein wie Stundengläser,
Eieruhren ihn brauchen, zum Zeitvermessen und für den
Unterschied von hart und weich.
Siegreich auch weil niemals müde, den Wettbewerb, wer
von uns beiden zuerst in Schlaf versinkt, gewinnt ihr, oder
du, das Meer noch immer, weil du niemals schläfst.
Obwohl selbst farblos, erscheinst du blau wenn in deiner
Oberfläche ruhig sich der Himmel spiegelt, ein Idealparkour
zum wandeln für den Sohn des Zimmermanns, das wandelbarste Element.
Und umgekehrt wenn du bist, wild, und laut und tosend
deine Brandung, in deine Wellenberge lausch' ich,
und aus den höchsten Wellen, aus den Brechern,
brechen dann die tausend Stimmen, meine, die von gestern,
die ich nicht kannte, die sonst flüstern und alle anderen
auch, und mittendrin der Nazarener;
Immer wieder die famosen, fünfen, letzten Worte:
Warum hast du mich verlassen?
Ich halt dagegen, brüll' jede Welle einzeln an:
Bleibst du jetzt hier?
Bleibst du jetzt hier?
Bleibst du jetzt hier, oder was?
^^^^^^^^^ SAME SONG IN GERMAN.
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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REV.PAULIE
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i remember when they first came to america ('83 - '84??)...they played at danceteria,in nyc...me and my brother tony were at the side of the
stage,watching,and the guy (at the time) with the funny moustache threw ball-pein hammers to us to "sing along"...that was fun...i have a lot of
danceteria stories...my nick cave/bad seeds topping all of them...
i may have to mention that one in philly...
test dept. were great,also...but,that was at the old ritz...
i am on the psychic tv "ny scumhaters" live lp...that's me screaming the vocals on "skinhead moonstomp"...
memories...
rev.pb
Will learn to Tap Dance,eventually...Will have you broads Hula,definitely...Trust me,you'll see.
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JawnDiablo
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Nick Cave is awesome
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upyerbum
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Never, ever go on a week long drinking spree if "Murder Ballads" is the only thing you have to listen to.
Personally I'll take Laibach over einsturzende neubauten.
Well, its this place where nobody works, and the pigs don\'t give you any shit. Everyone smokes weed and gets drunk all day. Its a place where
cunts like me and you can truly take it easy and relax. Know what I mean?
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SS76
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Laibach is some good shit. I was listening to Watt last week.
Silence is golden but violence is platinum. |
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