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SUNdown TOWN

mine eyes have seen the beauty of a land
bright and fair
my soul looked out and wondered, can we
make the journey there
but i've lost my sight and i have to
be led
i mean to work for justice till i'm dead

SUNdown TOWN, SUNdown TOWN

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Verhurtes Drecks-Bubaben-scheiß-Mist-Picasa... Man verzeihe mir mein unflätige Ausdrucksweise, aber warum erlaubt dieser vermaledeite "Internetbilderdienst" oder wie man das nennen soll mal so, mal so das verlinken von Bildern?

Wie auch immer, hab das Bildl jetzt hier liegen.

Gruß Erik
 
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Moin!

Rainbow / Firedance

[...]

Now I know that the hour is near
As I burn with fear of the fire dance
The dharuba voice the wind is calling your name
You leave me no choice
Here I am falling again and again
Again into the flames of the fire dance


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Gruß,
Bernd
 
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Jetzt macht sich doch bezahlt, dass man vor knapp 30 Jahren mal vier Wochen in der Industrie gejobbt hat, und das Geld in einen kleinen Thorens gesteckt hat der sich heute noch dreht. :D
Danke Bernd, und Long Live Rock´n Roll !
@David
Danke ! Ein Super-Thread, ......ein Klassiker :D
 
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Danke ! Ein Super-Thread, ......ein Klassiker :D

Meine Rede... der Thread ist einfach geil ...

Ein Thorens war übrigens auch immer mein Traum ... :sabber: (nicht das Riesending, der Kleine, ich glaube der 124er, oder? Ich habe mich schon als Jugendlicher für Hifi interessiert - aber auch für Fotografie und von Seiten meines Vaters wars eine entweder-oder Geschichte. So wurde es dann eine AE1 ... Dafür habe ich immer noch meinen alten Dual Plattenspieler von damals, den ich gelegentlich an einen auch schon 20 Jahre alten Technics Verstärker hänge ...


Lets Rock! :D
Bernd
 
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Ich habe mal eben gegoogelt ... ja, es war der 126 er. Den gabs aber damals, so um 1978 herum in einem schwarz-weißem Gehäuse, das auch heute noch als extrem stylish durchgehen würde. der wär's gewesen...

Gruß,
Bernd
 
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und jetzt noch die zugehörigen bilder.
dann können wir das forum umtaufen:p:cool::lachen:
endlich.

Hmmm ... Ich denke, wir haben diese subtil-ironische und doch so unterschwellig zutiefst pädagogische Bemerkung verstanden ... Ab jetzt wieder Bilder ... .

:lachen:

Mahlzeit!
Bernd
 
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Hmmm ... Ich denke, wir haben diese subtil-ironische und doch so unterschwellig zutiefst pädagogische Bemerkung verstanden ... Ab jetzt wieder Bilder ... .

:lachen:

Mahlzeit!
Bernd

pädagogisch wars zumindest nicht gemeint.
aber ich wünsche mir nun wirklich ein plattenspielerbild.
meiner ist nämlich leider ausser funktion.:mad:

ralf
 
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monoduo;751847aber ich wünsche mir nun wirklich ein plattenspielerbild. meiner ist nämlich leider ausser funktion.:mad: ralf[/QUOTE schrieb:
Ralf,

gib mir mal paar Tage (nur abends Zeit) Ich bau den Dual wieder auf (einfach - wenn Du damit zufrieden bist), versuche ihn interessant zu fotografieren (schwer), und ein passendes Lied zu finden (nicht unmöglich, aber auch nicht ganz einfach)

Gruß,
Bernd
 
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Dear Mr. President - Pink

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Dear Mr. President
come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend
we're just two people
and you're not better than me
I like to ask you some questions
if we can speak
honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye,
and tell me why?

Na na na na na na na na
Dear Mr. President,
were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
"No child is left behind?"
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughters rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say!
You've come a long way,
- from whiskey and cocaine!.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?


Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your houses after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work!
Hard work!
Hard work!
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work!
Hard work!
Hard work!!!

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President, you'd never take a walk with me...

Or would you...??


 
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moin,

Dear Mr. President - Pink

Dear Mr. President
come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend
we're just two people
and you're not better than me
I like to ask you some questions
if we can speak
honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye,
and tell me why?

Na na na na na na na na
Dear Mr. President,
were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
"No child is left behind?"
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughters rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say!
You've come a long way,
- from whiskey and cocaine!.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?


Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your houses after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work!
Hard work!
Hard work!
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work!
Hard work!
Hard work!!!

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President, you'd never take a walk with me...

Or would you...??



Danke für den Text, dank meiner Töchter kenne ich das Stück gut. War regelrecht erschüttert, als ich es das erste Mal hörte. Meines Wissens ist es in den USA verboten...
 
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Whitesnake - Walking in the shadow of the blues

[SIZE=+0] I love the blues, They tell my story,
If you don't feel it you can never understand.
So many times I thought about it
And now I know just what it means to be a man.
Everyday I realize you can see it in my eyes
I never wait, or hesitate.
'Cos I love the life I live,
I'm gonna live the life I choose,
You gotta understand
I'm walking in the shadow of the blues.
All of my life I've had a strange reputation,
I've been the black sheep of the family all along.
I never know if in my heart I'm really guilty
But, I've been accused of never knowing right from wrong.
Everyday I realize you can see it in my eyes
I never wait, or hesitate.
'Cos I love the life I live,
I'm gonna live the life I choose,
You gotta understand
I'm walking in the shadow of the blues.
My father said you're crazy,
He said what you gonna do.
I left with my guitar and said
I'll leave it up to you.
I'm gonna live the life I love
And live the life I choose,
And I'm walking in the shadow of the blues.

Everyday of my life.
I love the blues,
They tell my story,
If you don't feel it I will tell you once again.
All of my life I've been caught up in a crossfire,
'Cos I've been branded with the devil mark of cain.
Everyday I realize you can see it in my eyes
I never wait, or hesitate.
'Cos I love the life I live,
I'm gonna live the life I choose,
You gotta understand
I'm walking in the shadow of the blues.

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