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Gestart door Iwan, 26 december 2006, 04:46:26

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Iwan





Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
I told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kinda sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing
I don't even need your love,
but you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
Guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believin it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know-oh-oh

But you didn't have cut me off
Make it like it never happned and that we were nothing
I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect you records
And then change your number
Guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody that I used to know
Somebody
That I used to know
Somebody that I used to know
Somebody
That I used to know

I used to know
That I used to know
I used to know
Somebody....
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you
I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you

But it's just not so
And after all this time
I still can't let go

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me

I was trying everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to
I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart

Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me

I've still got your face
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart......
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





Georgia, Georgia,
The whole day through
Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

I'm say Georgia
Georgia
A song of you
Comes as sweet and clear
As moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you

I said Georgia,
Ooh Georgia, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you

Georgia,
Georgia,
No peace, no peace I find
Just this old, sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

I said just an old sweet song,
Keeps Georgia on my mind
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast

You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies

But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go
And you let her go
Well you let her go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan



How?
John Lennon

How can I go forward when I don't know
which way I'm facing?
How can I go forward when I don't know
which way to turn?
How can I go forward into something
I'm not sure of?
Oh no, oh no

How can I have feeling if I don't know
if it's a feeling?
How can I feel something if I just don't know
how to feel?
How can I have feelings when my
feelings have always been denied?
Oh no, oh no

You know life can be long,
And you have got to be so strong,
And the world is so tough
sometimes I feel I have had enough,
Oh no, oh no,

How can I give love when I don't know
what it is I'm giving?
How can I give love when I just don't know
how to give?
How can I give love when love is something
I aint never had?
Oh no, oh no

You know life can be long,
And you have got to be so strong,
And the world she is tough
sometimes I feel I have had enough,
Oh no, oh no,

How can we go forward when we don't
know which way we're facing?
How can we go forward when
we don't know which way to turn?
How go forward into
something we're not sure of?
Oh no, oh no
.
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





Right from the start you were a thief
you stole my heart
and I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
that weren´t all that pretty
and with every touch you fixed them

now you´ve been talking in your sleep, oh oh
things you never say to me, oh oh
tell me that you´ve had enough
of our love, our love

just give me a reason
just a little bit´s enough
just a second we´re not broken
just bent and we can learn to love again
it´s in the stars
it´s been written in the scars on our hearts
we´re not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

i am sorry i don´t understand
where all of this is coming from
i thought that we were fine
(oh we had it all)
your head is running wild again
my dear we still have everything
and it´s all in your mind.
(yeah but this is happening)

you´ve been having real bad dreams, uh oh
you used to lie so close to me, oh oh
there is nothing more than empty sheets
between our love, our love,
oh our love, our love

just give me a reason
just a little bit´s enough
just a second we´re not broken
just bent and we can learn to love again
i never stopped
you´re still written in the scars on my heart
you´re not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

oh tears ducts and rust
i´ll fix it for us
we´re collecting dust
but our love´s enough
you´re holding it in
you´re pouring a drink
no nothing is as bad as it seems

we´ll come clean

just give me a reason
just a little bit´s enough
just a second we´re not broken
just bent and we can learn to love again
it´s in the stars
it´s been written in the scars on our hearts
we´re not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

just give me a reason
just a little bit´s enough
just a second we´re not broken
just bent and we can learn to love again
it´s in the stars
it´s been written in the scars on our hearts
we´re not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

oh we can learn to love again (X2)
that we´re not broken just bent
and we can learn to love again

Just give me a reason
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan




Da's al tien jaar da'k in 't vak zit
'k Heb gezongen in Aalst, Peutie, Zwevezele en Genoelselderen       
'k Heb zalen doen vollopen, 'k heb zalen doen leeglopen
'k Heb succes gekend, 'k heb ellende gekend

'k Heb toejuichingen gehad, bloemekes, verzoeknummers
AC/DC, Cherie, Een bakske vol stro
Ik weet niet waarom, ik weet niet hoe 't komt
Maar artiesten hebben meestal maar één verzoeknummer

J'veux de l'amour, j'veux de l'amour
Waar ik ga, waar ik sta
Voor ik sterf, voor ik verga,
j'veux de l'amour

'k Heb een syndicaat, 'k heb een agent
d'een werkt per tarief, de ander op percent
Degenen die, zoals ik, werken op 't sentiment
Worden door 't leven niet lang verwend

Ze worden zot
Je veux de l'amour
In een kano, op het strand, in de lift, op de tram, op de vloer

Ik babbel met de gast die mij een glas aanbiedt
Tot ik genoeg op heb voor een volgende stap
Ik babbel met het meisje dat er tof uitziet
Ik sloof me uit, compliment en een grap

Maar ik wil geen grap meneer, ik wil geen grap
J'veux de l'amour

Ik wil geen geld terug van de telefoniste
Ik wil dat ze van me houdt, pour toujours
Wanneer een artiest succesvol is
Dan heeft ie talent, fans, wordt geëerd als een vorst
Wanneer het minder goed gaat, wat heeft ie dan nog
Paranoia en twijfels en vooral veel dorst

J'veux de l'amour, j'veux de l'amour, in die hel
Als ik kots in de goot, onder 't kwijl, hallef dood
J'veux de l'amour

Liefde voor mij en voor mijn hond
Die heel de nacht in de auto op me wacht
Ik wil er zelfs voor de premier
Al heeft ie zijn smoeltje niet mee

Je veux de l'amour, je veux de l'amour
Voor mijn slapeloze vrouw, van tranen nat
Als ik thuiskom, strontzat, om vier uur 's ochtens
Je veux de l'amour
Voor m'n vrienden, die ook vanavond weer de weg
Naar mijn optreden niet vinden
Je-je-je-je veux de l'amour

Voor mijn verstrooide madam
Die haar pil vergat, voor abortus, op weg naar Amsterdam
Je veux de l'amour
Nu, niet seffes, niet direkt, niet sebiet, niet weldra, maar nu
Maintenant, tout de suite, heute, godverdomme
Je veux de l'amour, en ook geld, geld
Om kadootjes te kopen en aan iedereen te geven
Opdat ze zouden van me houden
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





Een Doodgewone Jongen
Bram Vermeulen

Daar loopt een doodgewone jongen
Doodgewoon op weg naar huis
Niemand ziet het, niemand weet het, maar...
Overal loert gevaar

Je moet honderd meter, adem in,
niet op de stoepnaden staan
Zingen langs de blinde muur,
Anders komen ze d'r aan

Je moet ogen dicht langs het portiek
Je moet nooit omkijken op straat
Elke lantaarn raak je aan
Anders is het te laat

Je moet voor je kijken,
Je moet niets laten merken
Je moet net zo doen
alsof je 't gewoon doet

En het hart bonkt hijgend,
en het hart bonkt hijgend
En het hart bonkt hijgend hard.
En het hart bonkt hijgend,
en het hart bonkt hijgend
en het hart bonkt hijgend hard.

Je moet oversteken op het zebrapad,
Alleen op de witte banen staan
Je moet stappen tellen tot de hoek
Anders gaan we eraan

Je moet met drie treden de trap op
Op een been blijven staan
Niet bewegen tot de deur opengaat
Anders is het te laat

Je moet nergens aan denken
Je moet doodgewoon wachten
Je moet nooit laten merken dat je bang bent
Dat weten ze, dat ruiken ze, dat zien ze aan je rug.

En het hart bonkt hijgend,
en het hart bonkt hijgend
En het hart bonkt hijgend hard.
En het hart bonkt hijgend,
en het hart bonkt hijgend
en het hart bonkt hijgend hard.

Mama,
Doe open, Mama
Mama,
Mama, ze komen, Mama
Mama, ik ben het, ik ben het, ik ben het

En het hart bonkt hijgend,
en het hart bonkt hijgend
En het hart bonkt hijgend hard.
En het hart bonkt hijgend,
en het hart bonkt hijgend
en het hart bonkt hijgend hard.
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





Take your mind back – I don't know when
Sometime when it always seemed
To be just us and them
Girls that wore pink and boys that wore blue
Boys that always grew up better men
Than me and you

What's a man now – what's a man mean
Is he rough or is he rugged
Is he cultural and clean
Now it's all change – it's got to change more
'Cause we think it's getting better
But nobody's really sure

And so it goes – go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

See the nice boys – dancing in pairs
Golden earring golden tan
Blow-wave in the hair
Sure they're all straight – straight as a line
All the gays are macho
Can't you see the leather shine

You don't want to sound dumb – don't want to offend
So don't call me a faggot
Not unless you are a friend
Then if you're tall and handsome and strong
You can wear the uniform and I could play along

And so it goes – go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

Time to get scared – time to change plan
Don't know how to treat a lady
Don't know how to be a man
Time to admit – what you call defeat
'Cause there's women running past you now
And you just drag your feet

Man makes a gun – Man goes to war
Man can kill and man can drink
And man can take a whore
Kill all the blacks – kill all the reds
And if there's war between the sexes
Then there'll be no people left

And so it goes – go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan



Een collega liet mij vandaag een liedje horen van Miley Cyrus, ken ik verder niet.
Maar het is een cover van een liedje van Dolly Parton die ik al wel kende en ik moet zeggen .....
deze dame kan wel zingen.

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Madee

ik hoor Dolly heel graag, ook met dit liedje.
Maar toch is deze uitvoering gevoeliger en meer van deze tijd.
Mooie stem heeft ze.

Ik kende haar wel

Iwan





Met:
Martin James, Pharrell Williams, Emeli Sande, Elton John, Lorde, Chris Martin, Brian Wilson,
Florence Welch, Kylie Minogue, Stevie Wonder, Eliza Carthy, Nicola Benedetti, Jools Holland,
Brian May, Jake Bugg, Katie Derham, Lauren Laverne, Gareth Malone, Alison Balsom, One Direction,
Zane Lowe, Jaz Dhami, Paloma Faith, Chrissie Hynde, Jamie Cullum, Baaba Maal, Danielle de Niese,
Dave Grohl en Sam Smith
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan





When all is said and done,
I wish I needed no one
Never was up to me
Just something in her way that sets me free
It seems so easy

And yeah, I try to pay attention
But there's only four things running through my mind

How hard will it be if she is nice to me?
How bad will it get if I let her get to know me?
Should she see the willing dog or should I be a jungle cat?
And most of all, my God, how does she make her eyes do that?
And I don't need another girl inside my head,
Girl inside my head

"Johnny, be brave", I say inside
As I won't take a bite from the apple that she gave me
But that's not what I'm after
Still all along, my mother's voice singing, "Treat her like a lady"
And yeah, I try to pay attention
But there's only four things running through my mind

How hard will it be if she is nice to me?
How bad will it get if I let her get to know me?
Should she see the willing dog or should I be a jungle cat?
And most of all, my God, how does she make her eyes do that?
And I don't need another girl inside my head, girl inside my head, oh

I'm not the only one to write her letters
It doesn't matter anyhow the question isn't if but

How hard will it be if she is nice to me?
How bad will it get if I let her get to know me?
Should she see the willing dog or should I be a jungle cat?
And most of all, my God, how does she make her eyes do that?

How hard will it be if she is nice to me?
How bad will it get if I let her get to know me?
Should she see the willing dog or should I be a jungle cat?
And most of all, my God, how does she make her eyes do that?
And I don't need another girl inside my head, girl inside my head
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan

"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."

Iwan



Don McLean – American Pie Lyrics

A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again

So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away

I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
"Ik ben graag de enige die praat;
het spaart tijd en voorkomt argumenten."