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Post by SABEN MEINHARD on Jan 25, 2011 21:09:50 GMT -5
Simple game. All you have to do is look at the post before you, and try to guess what song and artist/band the lyrics are from. Then you post some other lyrics for the next person to guess. Try not to use Google or any other search, but if you have to use it, you have to mention so!
Alright, so first up!
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"My mind's done with this!
Ok, I've got a question!
Can I throw it all away?! Take back what's mine?!
So I take my time
Guiding the blade down the line!
Each cut closer to the vein! (Vein! Vein!)
This state is elevating as the hurt turns into hating!
Anticipating all the fucked up feelings again!
The hurt inside is fading!
This shit's gone way too far!
All this time I've been waiting,
Oh, I cannot grieve anymore!
For what's inside awaking!
I'm done, I'm not a whore!
You've taken everything
And oh, I cannot give anymore!"
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Post by MAL BLACKNEST on Jan 25, 2011 21:38:39 GMT -5
Korn - Here to Stay
Ha. Easy.
Try these ones on for size (let it be noted I am an avid enthusiast for gaelic music muahahaha)
Lyrics: English Translation:
Is iníon d'aoire mé I'm a herdsman's daughter
Féinig gan amhras Sure enough
Do bhíodh ina cónaí Who once lived
Cois taobh na Leamhna Down by the banks of the Laune
Bhí bothán agam féin ann I had a cabin there
Is fuinneog i gceann de A window in the gable
Fad a bhíodh an bainne ag téamh agam While I heated the milk
'Sea ghlaofainn ar na gamhna I called in the calves
Curfá: Chorus:
Aililiú na gamhna Aililiú the calves
Na gamhna bána The pretty calves
Aililiú na gamhna Aililiú the calves
Na gamhna b'iad a b'fhearr liom I loved them the best
Aililiú na gamhna Aililiú the calves
Na gamhna geala bána The fine pretty calves
Na gamhna maidin shamhraidh Dancing in the meadow
Ag damhsa ar na bánta On a clear summer's morning
Faightear dom cana Get me a can
Is faightear dom bhuarach And get me a ladle
Is faightear dom soitheach Get me a vessel
Ina gcuirfead mo chuid uachtair To take all the cream
Ceolta sí na cruinne bheith The magic music of the world
Á síorchur i m'chluasa Always around me
Ba bhinne liomsa géimneach na mbó But sweeter still the cattle
Ag teacht chun buaile Lowing to the parlor
(Curfá) (Chorus)
Rachaimid ar an aonach Let us go to the fair
Is ceannóimid gamhna And buy us some calves
Is cuirfimid ar féar iad Put them to grass out
Amach ins na gleannta Above in the valleys
Íosfaidh siad an féar They'll eat all the grass
Is barr an aitinn ghallda And the tufts of the strange gorse
Is tiocfaidh siad abhaile chun And come home for the milk
An bhainne i gcóir an tSamhraidh At the start of the summer
(Curfá 2x)
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Post by SABEN MEINHARD on Jan 25, 2011 21:55:53 GMT -5
Aililiu Na Gamhna - Orla Fallon (Had to use Google on that one. XD Otherwise, I'd be completely lost. Lmao)
Since foreign lyrics were already brought up:
"Seht ihr mich?
Versteht ihr mich?
Fühlt ihr mich?
Hört ihr mich?!
Könnt ihr mich hören?
Wir hören dich!
Könnt ihr mich sehen?
Wir sehen dich!
Könnt ihr mich fühlen?
Wir fühlen dich!
Ich versteh euch nicht!!"
English translation:
"Do you see me?
Do you understand me?
Do you feel me?
Do you hear me?
Can you hear me?
We hear you!
Can you see me?
We see you!
Can you feel me?
We feel you!
I don't understand you!"
If someone doesn't get this, I swear I'll strangle them with an electric cord. T_T
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Post by Drake Sanchez on Feb 24, 2011 8:25:06 GMT -5
Since the only two German bands I know are Rammstein and Tokyo Hotel, I'll go with a qualified guess about the quality of your music taste, and say Rammstein (; Google tells me the song is called "Ich Will".
Now, guess the title/band of the deepest song ever made! I didn't include the chorus, since the title is mentioned in there.
Listen up brothers and sisters,
come hear my desperate tale.
I speak of our friends of nature,
trapped in the dirt like a jail.
Vegetables live in oppression,
served on our tables each night.
This killing of veggies is madness,
I say we take up the fight.
Salads are only for murderers,
coleslaw's a fascist regime.
Don't think that they don't have feelings,
just cause a radish can't scream.
(Chorus)
I saw a man eating celery,
so I beat him black and blue.
If he ever touches a sprout again,
I'll bite him clean in two.
I'm a political prisoner,
trapped in a windowless cage.
Cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips
by killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me,
This is my finest hour,
I'd kill those farmers again
just to save one more cauliflower!
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