The Lyric Chain

[Swatopluk]

Seated one day at the organ,
I was weary and ill at ease,
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys;
I know not what I was playing,
Or what I was dreaming then,
But I struck one chord of music,
Like the sound of a great Amen,
Like the sound of a great Amen.

It flooded the crimson twilight,
Like the close of an angel's psalm,
And it lay on my fevered spirit,
With a touch of infinite calm,
It quieted pain and sorrow,
Like love overcoming strife,
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life,
It linked all the perplexed meanings
Into one perfect peace,
And trembled away into silence,
As if it were loth to cease;
I have sought but I seek it vainly,
That one lost chord divine,
Which came from the soul of the organ,
And entered into mine.

It may be that death's bright angel
Will speak in that chord again;
It may be that only in Heaven
I shall hear that great Amen.
It may be that death's bright angel
Will speak in that chord again;
It may be that only in Heaven
I shall hear that great Amen.

[Earthling]

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the Dark Side Of The Moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloudbursts thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the Dark Side Of The Moon .

All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you Distrust
All you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy
beg, borrow or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you eat
And everyone you meet
And all that you slight
And everyone you fight
And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that's to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

[beagle]

Ooooh, Ma, Oooh Pa
Must the show go on?
Ooooh, Pa. Take me home
Ooooh, Ma. Let me go

There must be some mistake
I didn't mean to let them
Take away my soul.
Am I too old, is it too late?

Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,
Where has the feeling gone?
Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,
Will I remember the songs?
The show must go on.

Floyd - The Show Must Go On

[Swatopluk]

Written by Phil Roy, Simon Wilson & Siobhan Maher
Main Voice: SIOBHAN
Produced by Kindred Spirit
Released on 'Kindred Spirit' (1995)

Long ago a little child
Dreamed about a gallant knight
It's funny how a dream comes true
That gallant knight was you.

I never dared to show my feelings
Are you aware my heart, it's bleeding.

What are we waiting for
What are we doing here
There's no one there beside you
There's no one knocking at my door
What are we waiting for
Too much time has passed us by
What are we waiting for
No one else could love you more than me.

I've watched you for so many years
I've heard you laugh, I've felt your tears
I've seen your lovers come and go
But none of them were true.

Oh, can't you see how much I need you
Won't you believe you need me too, so.

What are we waiting for
What are we doing here
There's no one there beside you
There's no one knocking at my door
What are we waiting for
Too much time has passed us by
What are we waiting for
No one else could love you more than me.

Your's was the star that I followed
Without you, there's no tomorrow.

What are we waiting for
What are we doing here
There's no one there beside you
There's no one knocking at my door
What are we waiting for
Too much time has passed us by
What are we waiting for
No one else could love you more than me.

[beagle]

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights
In armour coming,
Saying something about a queen.
There were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming
And the archer split the tree.
There was a fanfare blowing
To the sun
That was floating on the breeze.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.

I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in my eyes.
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the sky.
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high.
I was thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.
Thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colours flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun.
They were flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home.

Neil Young - After the Goldrush

[Swatopluk]

Darkside of the moon (darkside of the moon, darkside of the moon)
(darkside of the moon)
Guided by a ray of light
On our expedition flight
Come on now its starting soon
To the darkside of the moon
Fly on wings of fantasy
Higher than your eyes can see
Sending you our favorite tune
From the darkside of the moon
(from the darkside of the moon)
(from the darkside of the moon)
(to the darkside of the moon to the darkside of the moon)
(to the darkside of the moon to the darkside of the moon)
Darkside of the moon (darkside of the moon)
Guided by a ray of light
On our expedition flight
Come on now its starting soon
To the darkside of the moon
Fly on wings of fantasy
Higher than your eyes can see
Sending you our favorite tune
From the darkside of the moon
Darkside of the moon (darkside of the moon)
(From the darkside of the moon, From the darkside of the moon)
Darkside of the moon (darkside of the moon)
Darkside of the moon (darkside of the moon)
(darkside of the moon)
(darkside of the moon)

[beagle]

Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high,
All these things that don't change, Come what may.
But our good times are all gone,
And I'm bound for moving on.
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.
Think I'll go out to Alberta,
Weather's good there in the fall.
Got some friends that I can go to working for,
Still I wish you'd change your mind
If I asked you one more time,
But we've been through that a hundred times or more.

If I get there before the snow flies,
And if things are going good,
You could meet me if I send you down the fare.
But if you wait until it's winter,
It will be no good
'Cause that wind sure can blow way out there.

Neil Young - Four Strong Winds

[Swatopluk]

Enya - Amid The Falling Snow

How I remember sleepless nights
when we would read by candlelight,
and on the windowpane outside
a new world made of snow;

a million feathers falling down,
a million stars that touch the ground,
so many secrets to be found
amid the falling snow.

Maybe I am falling down.
Tell me should I touch the ground?
Maybe I won't make a sound
in the darkness all around.

The silence of a winter's night
brings memories I hold inside;
remembering a blue moonlight
upon the fallen snow.

Maybe I am falling down.
Tell me should I touch the ground?
Maybe I won't make a sound
in the darkness all around.

I close my window to the night.
I leave the sky her tears of white.
And all is lit by candlelight
amid the falling snow.

And all is lit by candlelight
amid the falling snow.

[beagle]

Ar chonnlaigh ghlais an fhoghmhair
A stóirín gur dhearc mé uaim
Ba deas do chos I mbróig
'sba ró-dheas do leagan siubhail.
Do ghruaidh ar dhath na rósaí
'sdo chúirníní bhí fighte dlúith
Monuar gan sinn 'ár bpósadh
Nó'r bórd luinge 'triall 'un siubhail.

Tá buachaillí na h-áite seo
A' gartha 'gus ag éirghe teann
Is lucht na gcochán árd
A' deánamh fáruis do mo chailín donn
Dá ngluaiseadh rí na spáinne
Thar sáile 's a shlóighte cruinn
Bhrúighfinn féar is fásach
's bhéinn ar láimh le mo chailín donn.

Ceannacht buaibh ar aontaigh'
Dá mbínn agus mo chailín donn
Gluais is tar a chéad-searc
Nó go dtéidh muid thar ghaoth-bearra 'nonn
Go sgartar ó n-a chéile
Bárr na gcraobh 's an eala ón tuinn
Ní sgarfar sin ó chéile
's níl ach baois díbh á chur 'n mur gcionn.

Chuir mé leitir scríobhtha
Annsoir mo sweetheart agus casaoid ghéar
Chuir sí chugam arís í
Go rabh a croidhe istuigh I lár mo chléibh.
Cum na h-eala is míne
Ná'n síoda 's ná cluimh na n-éan
Nach trom an osna ghním-se
Nuair a smaoitighim ar a bheith 'sgaradh léi.

'sé chuala m/e dé domhnaigh
Mar chómhrádh 'gabháil eadar mhnáibh
Go rabh sí 'gabháil 'a pósadh
Ar óigfhear dá bhfuil san áit.
A stóirín glac mo chomhairle
's a' foghmhar seo fan mar tá
's cha leigim le 'bhfuil beo thú
A stór nó 's tú mo ghrádh.

Clannad - Coinleach Ghlas An Fhomhair

[Swatopluk]

Si suelto un poco el aire
para que se me aligere este dolor
posiblemente pueda ser feliz
o puede ser que no

Si en la cabeza suelo competir
con miedos y fragilidad
quiza pudiera escapar al fin
si hago un maldito plan

Yo quiero ser la tierra
yo quiero ser el mar
yo quiero en tus ojos
perderme hasta el final

Yo quiero ser la tierra
yo quiero ser el mar
yo quiero en tus ojos
perderme hasta el final
y ahi quedarme para siempre amor
y ahi quedarme para siempre amor
y ahi quedarme para siempre amor

Ely Guerra - El Mar

[Earthling]

No Puede Ser - Pablo Sorozabal

No puede ser;
esa mujer es buena.
No puede ser
una mujer malvada,

En su mirar,
como una luz singular,
he visto que esa mujer
no es una desventurada.

No puede ser,
una mujer sirena,
que envenenó
las horas de mi vida.

No puede ser,
por que la vi rezar,
por que la vi querer,
por que la vi llorar.

Los ojos que lloran
no saben mentir,
las malas mujeres
no miran así.

Temblando en sus ojos
dos lágrimas vi
y a mí me ilusionana
que tiemblen por mí,
que tiemblen por mí.

Vi la luz de mi ilusión.
se piadosa con mi amor,

por que no sé fingir,
por que no sé callar,
por que no sé vivir.

[Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)]

Pasión abrasadora, pasión que me atormenta...
Pasión, que nos consume el loco amor... aaaaahhhh...
Ardor de tus labios en mi boca...
Ardor que sólo calma el Pancután, Pancután...

Huiremos por las praderas enloquecidamente... (meeenteee)
huiremos por los trigales con loco ardor... (con loco ardooor)
iremos ... ll tomados... ll de la manooo... (maaanoooo)
iremos bajo el cielo de verano... (uuuuuhh)
Te amoo... cuánto te amo... te amo, te amo, te amo...te amo, te amo, te amo, te amo, te amo...
En realidad...
Te aprecio... te estimo... bastante...

Mi amor, dientes de perla, mi amor, boca de fresa...
mi amor, belleza pura de nuestro edén...
candor de tu hermosura incomparable...
candor, ¡ay! que candor, ¡cuánto candor! (pero que inmenso candooor)

Tu piel, tersura incomparable cual suave terciopelo (peelooo)
Tus ojos, tus piernas, tus manos, tus dedos, tus narices (tus nariiicessss)
Tu pecho, tu espalda, tu piel, tus cabellos, tu cintura, tu talle, tus dientes, tus labios, tus codos, tus cejas, tus brazos, tus pies, tus pestañas, tus caderas, tus rodillas, tus mejillas, tus falanges, tus muñecas, tus orejas, tus tobillos... (etcéteraaa)

Tu boca (Suu boca)...
Tu bella bocaaa (Su bella booocaaa)..
Me habla de Dios (Le habla de Diooos)
Me habla del cielo (Le habla del cieelooo)
Me habla (Le habla...)
Me habla (Le habla...)
Me habla (Le habla...)
Me habla (Le habla...)
Me habla, me habla, me habla, ¡ME HABLA!
(De amooooooooor...)

Les Luthiers - Bolero de Mastropiero
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[Swatopluk]

Niño lindo - Letra y Música: Tradicional venezolano.


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Estribillo

Niño lindo, ante ti me rindo,
Niño lindo, eres tú mi Dios.
Niño lindo, ante ti me rindo,
Niño lindo, eres tú mi Dios.

Esa tu hermosura; ese tu candor,
El alma me roba, el alma me roba,
Me roba el amor.

Estribillo

La vida, bien mío, y el alma también;
Te ofrezco, gustoso, te ofrezco, gustoso,
Rendido a tus pies.

Estribillo

Adiós, tierno Infante, adiós, Niño, adiós.
Adiós, dulce amante, adiós, dulce amante,
Amante, adiós, Niño, adiós.

Estribillo

[Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)]

Eres mi bien
lo que me tiene extasiado
por que negar
que estoy de ti enamorado
de tu dulce alma
que es toda sentimiento

De esos ojazos negros
de un raro fulgor
que me dominan
e incitan al amor
eres un encanto
eres mi ilusion

Dios dice que la gloria
esta en el cielo
que es de los mortales
el consuelo al morir

Bendito Dios
porque al tenerte yo en vida
no necesito ir al cielo tisu
si alma mia
la gloria eres tu

Jose Antonio Mendez - La Gloria Eres Tu
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[Swatopluk]

Engel auf den Feldern singen,
stimmen an ein himmlisch Lied,
und im Widerhall erklingen
auch die Berge jauchzend mit.
|: Gloria in excelsis deo :|

2. Christ, der Retter, stieg hernieder,
der sein Volk von Schuld befreit!
Danket ihm mit euren Liedern,
seid zu seinem Lob bereit.
|: Gloria in excelsis deo :|
   
3. Laßt nach Bethlehem uns ziehen,
wie der Engel uns gesagt!
Laßt uns betend vor ihm knieen,
der das Heil uns heut gebracht.
|: Gloria in excelsis deo :|

4. Preis sei Gott und Friede allen,
denen er die Schuld vergibt.
Heut soll unser Lob erschallen,
weil er alle Menschen liebt.
|: Gloria in excelsis deo :|

5. Heilig, Gott der Engelscharen!
Lob und Dank die Welt erfüllt!
Um den Sohn zu offenbaren,
ward das Wort im Fleisch enthüllt.
|: Gloria in excelsis deo :|