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Sailing

Rod Stewart › Lyrics

I am sailing, I am sailing,
Home again cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
To be near you, to be free.

I am flying, I am flying,
Like a bird cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
To be with you, to be free.

Can you hear me, can you hear me
Thro the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
To be with you, who can say.

Can you hear me, can you hear me,
Thro the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
To be with you, who can say.

We are sailing, we are sailing,
Home again cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
To be near you, to be free.

Oh lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh lord.

Damn, Try. Great song, buddy, but I am really, REALLY looking for the lyrics to Tony Bennett's song, When the World was Young.

Well, folks, this ship will have to do, I guess:

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,
With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate!
We know what Master laid thy keel,
What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each mast, and sail, and rope,
What anvils rang, what hammers beat,
In what a forge and what a heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Fear not each sudden sound and shock,
'Tis of the wave and not the rock;
'Tis but the flapping of the sail,
And not a rent made by the gale!
In spite of rock and tempest's roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea!
Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee.
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,
Are all with thee, -are all with thee

Not so fast…

Pointer Sisters

As the midnight moon was drifting through
The lazy sway of the trees
I saw the look in your eyes looking into mine
Seeing what you wanted to see
Darlin' don't say a word 'cos I already heard
What your body's saying to mine
I'm tired of fast moves, I've got a slow groove
On my mind

I want a man with a slow hand
I want a lover with an easy touch
I want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I want somebody who will understand
When it comes to love I want a slow hand

On shadowed ground with no one around
And a blanket of stars in our eyes
We are drifting free, like two lost leaves
On the crazy wind of the night
Darlin' don't say a word 'cos I already heard
What your body's saying to mine
If I want it all night, you say it's alright
We got the time

'Cos I got a man with a slow hand
I got a lover with an easy touch
I've found somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I've found somebody who will understand
When it comes to love I want a slow hand

If I want it all night, please say it's alright
It's not a fast move but a slow groove
On my mind

'Cos I got a man with a slow hand
I got a lover with an easy touch
I've found somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I've found somebody who will understand
I've found a lover with a slow hand

Lover with a slow hand
And I get all excited with his easy touch
I've found somebody who will spend the night
Not come and go in a heated rush

I Almost Lost My Mind
Pat Boone lyrics

[Words and Music by Ivory Joe Hunter]

When I lost my baby (baby)
I almost lost my mind
When I lost my baby (baby)
I almost lost my mind
My head is in a spin since she's left me behind

I went to see the gypsy
And had my fortune read
I went to see the gypsy
And had my fortune read
I hung my head in sorrow when she said what she said

Well, I can tell you, people (people)
The news was not so good
Well, I can tell you, people (people)
The news was not so good
She said "Your baby's left you"
"This time she's gone for good" (gone for good)

Bah-ooh-ah-ooh-ah-ooh-ah-ooh-ooh

That made me hungry…


Blurred Vision
Queen


One one one one...
One vision...
One flesh one bone one true religion
One voice one hope one real decision
Gimme one light - yeah
Gimme one hope - hey
Just gimme
One man one man one bar one night one day
Hey hey
Just gimme
Gimme gimme gimme fried chicken

we interrupt the programming for a transcontinental mini marathon:

1. It isn't by chance I happen to be,
A boulevardier, the toast of Paris.
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke,
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke.
I walk in a room, a party or ball,
"Come sit over here" somebody will call.
"A drink for M'sieur, a drink for us all!
But how many times I stop and recall.

Ah, the apple trees,
Blossoms in the breeze,
That we walked among,
Lying in the hay,
Games we used to play,
While the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday when the world was young.

2. Wherever I go they mention my name,
And that in itself, is some sort of fame,
"Come by for a drink, we're having a game,"
Wherever I go I'm glad that I came.
The talk is quite gay, the company fine,
There's laughter and lights, and glamour and wine,
And beautiful girls and some of them mine,
But often my eyes see a diff'rent shine.

Ah, the apple trees,
Sunlit memories,
Where the hammock swung,
On our backs we'd lie,
Looking at the sky,
Till the stars were strung,
Only last July when the world was young.

3. While sitting around, we often recall,
The laugh of the year, the night of them all.
The blonde who was so attractive that year,
Some opening night that made us all cheer.
Remember that time we all got so tight,
And Jacques and Antoine got into a fight.
The gendarmes who came, passed out like a light,
I laugh with the rest, it's all very bright.

Ah, the apple trees,
And the hive of bees
Where we once got stung,
Summers at Bordeaux,
Rowing the bateau,
Where the willow hung,
Just a dream ago, when the world was young.

and for our german audience,

Die Zeit geht dahin, schnell dreht sich die Welt.
Der Wirbel des Lebens ist, was mir gefällt.
Ich seh' in jedem Tag nur die Lichter der Nacht.
Ich bin überall, wo man trinkt, wo man lacht.
Bin niemals allein und nirgends zu Haus.
Der Tanz geht weiter tagein und tagaus.
Nur manchmal verschwindet die Wirklichkeit
und ich seh' ein Bild aus anderer Zeit.

Ja, der Apfelbaum, zarter, weißer Traum der Erinnerung.
Sanfte Sommernacht, milder Blütenduft
über Zeit und Raum in der Dämmerung
und die Welt war jung.

Ja, der Apfelbaum, zarter, weißer Traum der Erinnerung.
Ferner Glockenklang und die Amsel sang
in der Dämmerung, wo die Schaukel schwang
und die Welt war jung.

friday night we went to hear a big band perform jazz and oompahpa music down by lake ontario . it was nice by the lake , a cool breeze was blowing , and 'wolfgang' - one of the musicians - played a hot trombone and delighted us with english and german lyrics .
he sang 'lili marlen' in both the english and german version and received a lot of applause .
next friday we'll be hearing an 'intergenerational' jazzband - looking forward to it .
hbg
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lili marlen
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Vor der Kaserne vor dem großen Tor
stand eine Lanterne
und steht sie nach davor
so wollen wir da uns wieder sehen
bei der Lanterne wollen wir stehen
wie einst Lili Marlen

Unsere beide Schatten sahen wir einer aus
daß wir so lieb uns hatten
daß gleich man daraus
und alle Leute sollen es sehen
wie einst Lili Marlen

Schon rief der Posten,
sie blasen zapfenstreich
es kann drei Tage kosten
Kamrad, ich komm so gleich
da sagten wir auf wiedersehen
wie gerne wollt ich mit dir gehen
mit dir Lili Marlen

Deine Schritte kennt sie, deine Zierengang
alle abend brennt sie,
doch mich vergaß sie lang
und sollten mir ein leids geschehen
wer wird bei der Lanterne stehen
mit dir Lili Marlen?

Aus dem Stillen raume, aus der erder Grund
heßt mich wie un Traüme
dein verliebster Mund
wenn sich die Spaten nebel drehn
werd'ich bei der Lanterne stehen
wie einst Lili Marlen

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Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate,
Darling I remember
the way you used to wait,
'Twas there that you whispered tenderly,
That you loved me,
You'd always be,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.

Time would come for roll call,
Time for us to part,
Darling I'd caress you and
press you to my heart,
And there 'neath that far off lantern light,
I'd hold you tight,
We'd kiss "good-night,"
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.

Orders came for sailing
somewhere over there,
All confined to barracks
was more than I could bear;
I knew you were waiting in the street,
I heard your feet,
But could not meet,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.

Resting in a billet
just behind the line,
Even tho'we're parted
your lips are close to mine;
You wait where that lantern softly gleams,
Your sweet face seems to haunt my dreams,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.
Marlene Dietrich sang a variation on the lyrics.

When we are marching
in the mud and cold,
And when my pack seems
more than I can hold,
My love for you renews my might,
I'm warm again, My pack is light,
It's you Lili Marlene, It's you Lili Marlene...
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lale andersen was a well-known german singer , and 'lili marlen' was one of her great hits .
lale was born in bremerhaven - we had someone from bremerhaven on a2k - but can't remember who she was .

and for our Mr. Turtle, a simple vote of gratitude:

At last, listeners, the Tony Bennett version:

Ah, the apple trees,
Blossoms in the breeze,
That we walked among,
Lying in the hay,
Games we used to play,
While the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday when the world was young.


Ah, the apple trees,
Sunlit memories,
Where the hammock swung,
On our backs we'd lie,
Looking at the sky,
Till the stars were strung,
Only last July when the world was young.

Well, folks. I didn't quite organize that as I should have, but I think we all get the gist.

So, we have the French, the German, and the American version painted into one from our medical whale who knows how things are sung.

Just a brief op.ed.

Of course there are barriers in our cosmic corner, and naturally there is great competition among our nations, but if we could only not lose sight of the true purpose of our legacy to the world, I think it would be the small step up the stairs to the stars.

Try, edgar, and Try again, Thank you, too.

As always, folks, I miss a few acknowledgements, but I must say, hamburger, that that was lovely, and for once, Letty knows the melody and can guess at the German. Why I know Lili Marlen, will always be a mystery, but that is unimportant.

the marathon got interrupted, but here's the original lyrics

Le grand chevalier du coeur de Paris
Se rappelait plus du goût des prairies
Il faisait la guerre avec ses amis
Dedans la fumée
Dedans les métros
Dessus les pavés
Dedans les bistrots
Il ne savait pas qu'il en était saoûl
Il ne savait pas qu'il dormait debout
Paris le tenait par la peau du cou

Refrain:
Ah! Les pommiers doux
Rondes et ritournelles
J'ai pas peur des loups
Chantonnait la belle
Ils ne sont pas méchants
Avec les enfants
Qu'ont le coeur fidèle
Et les genoux blancs...

Sous un pommier doux il l'a retrouvée
Croisant le soleil avec la rosée
Vivent les chansons pour les Bien-aimées
Je me souviens d'elle au sang de velours
Elle avait des mains qui parlaient d'amour
Et tressait l'argile avec les nuages
Et pressait le vent contre son visage
Pour en exprimer l'huile des voyages

Au refrain

Adieu mon Paris, dit le chevalier
J'ai dormi cent ans, debout sans manger
Les pommes d'argent de mes doux pommiers
Alors le village a crié si fort
Que toutes les filles ont couru dehors
Mais le chevalier n'a salué qu'elle
Au sang de velours, au coeur tant fidèle
Chevalier fera la guerre en dentelles

Au refrain

here is the story of 'lili marlen' .
it started as a poem written by a german soldier during WW I ... and it still seems to be sung today - like friday night .
wouldn't it be wonderful to sing songs rather than make war ?
hbg
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i'll but the end of the story up-front :
"Lili Marlene is easily the most popular war song ever. Its theme of dreaming for one's lover is universal. Why is the song so popular? The last word goes to Lale Anderson : "Can the wind explain why it became a storm?"
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Surely the favourite song of soldiers during World War II, Lili Marleen became the unofficial anthem of the foot soldiers of both forces in the war.

Original German lyrics from a poem The Song of a Young Sentry by World War I German soldier, Hans Leip *22.9.1893 in Hamburg, †6.6.1983 in Fruthwilen, near Frauenfeld (Thurgau), Switzerland who wrote these verses before going to the Russian front in 1915, combining the name of his girlfriend, Lili (the daughter of a grocer), with that of a friend's girlfriend or by a wave given to Leip, while he was on sentry duty, by a young nurse named "Marleen" as she disappeared into the evening fog.

His poem was later published in a collection of his poetry in 1937.

The poems caught the attention of Norbert Schultze (born 1911 in Braunschweig, died 17.10.2002), who set this poem to music in 1938.

Schulze was already rich and famous before the success of The Girl under the Lantern, who awaited her lover by the barrack gate. His operas, film scores, marches and tunes for politically inspired lyrics were successful. In 1945 the Allies told Schultze to forget about composing but he got back to it in 1948.

The tune had a rocky road. The propaganda secretary of the Nationalist-Socialist party, Joseph Goebbels didn't like the song, he wanted a march. Lale Andersen didn't want to sing it and the DJ who was supposed to get it on the charts also gave it two thumbs down.

Recorded just before the war by Lale Andersen (Eulalia Bunnenberg), the song sold just 700 copies, until German Forces Radio began broadcasting it to the Afrika Korps in 1941.

The songs was immediately banned in Germany, for its portentous character, which did nothing to slow its spread in popularity.

After the German occupation of Yugoslavia, a radio station was established in Belgrade and beamed news, and all the propaganda fit to air, to the Africa Corps. Lieutenant Karl-Heinz Reintgen, the director of Radio Belgrade had a friend in the Africa Corps who had liked the tune. He aired Lale Anderson's version for the first time on 18. August 1941. General Feldmarschall Rommel liked the song and asked Radio Belgrade to incorporate the song into their broadcasts, which they did. The song soon became the signature of the broadcast and was played at 9:55 pm, just before sign-off.

After the song was broadcast there was no holding it back. The Allies listened to it and Lili Marleen became the favourite tune of soldiers on both sides, regardless of language.

The immense popularity of the German version spawned a hurried English version, supposedly when a British song publisher named J.J. Phillips reprimanded a group of British soldiers for singing the verses - in German. One irate soldier shouted back : "why don't you write us some English words?". Phillips and a British songwriter Tommie Connor soon had an English version in 1944. Anne Shelton's English hit record started the songs popularity with the Allied countries. Vera Lynn sang it over the BBC to the Allied troops. The British Eighth Army adopted the song.

It was sung in military hospitals and blasted over huge speakers, along with propaganda nuggets, across the frontlines, in both directions.

Marlene Dietrich featured The Girl under the Lantern in public appearances, on radio and "three long years in North-Africa, Sicily, Italy, in Alaska, Greenland, Iceland, in England," as she later recalled.

An RCA US recording, by an anonymous chorus in June, made it to No. 13 in 1944. It hit the US charts again in 1968, the German charts again in 1981 and the Japanese charts in 1986.

The song is said to have been translated into more than 48 languages, including French, Russian and Italian and Hebrew. Tito in Yuogoslavia greatly enjoyed the song.

Lili Marlene is easily the most popular war song ever. Its theme of dreaming for one's lover is universal. Why is the song so popular? The last word goes to Lale Anderson : "Can the wind explain why it became a storm?"

Good morning, WA2K listeners and especially our contributors. What a delight to hear all of the versions of two lovely songs, and we really appreciate the efforts on the part of you all.

You know, folks, many of us eschew nationalism, but hidden among the leaves of our hearts and minds, we find that we remember that with which we can identify, and rise to protect that "something" that is inherent in us all.

Celine Dion
» A New Day Has Come

I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don't shed a tear

Through the darkness and good times
I knew I'd make it through
And the world thought I'd had it all
But I was waiting for you

[Pre-CHORUS:]
Hush now I see a light in the sky
Oh it's almost blinding me
I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun
A new day has come

When it was dark now there's light
Where there was pain now's there's joy
Where there was weakness I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy

[Pre-CHORUS]

[CHORUS x2]

Hush now I see a light in your eyes
All in the eyes of a boy

I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love [x2]

Hush now
A new day

Good morning folks a grand morning at the Alamo. 77 with a high of 100 expected. Makes me want to…


Breakaway
Kelly Clarkson Lyrics



Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away

[Chorus:]
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway

[Chorus]

Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around revolving doors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway

I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway

Good afternoon.

Happy 70th to Ruth Buzzi; 59th to Robert Hays; 55th to Lynda Carter and 19th to Anna Paquin.

Hey, Try. Nice to break away and take a chance occasionally. <smile> That could be a wannabe "rebel" song, buddy. Thanks.(know what the word Alamo means?)

Well, there's our Raggedy with her usual photo's and we always enjoy being reminded of our celeb's via replications.

And right behind is the hawk with his bio's. We'll wait for him to complete the backgrounds before commenting further.

Dan George
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Chief Dan George (July 24, 1899-September 23, 1981) was a chief of the Tsleil-Waututh, a Salish First Nations people located in Burrard Inlet, British Columbia. Chief George was also a notable actor.

He was born Geswanouth Slahoot on a First Nations reserve in North Vancouver in 1899. His English name was Dan Slaholt. His last name was changed to George when he entered a residential school at the age of 5. He worked at a number of different jobs including longshoreman, construction worker and school bus driver. He was chief of the Tsleil-Waututh from 1951 to 1963.

When he was over 60, he got his first job acting in a CBC television series, Cariboo Country, in 1960, an the character "Ol' Antoine" (pron. An-twine). He performed the same role in a Walt Disney Studios movie, Smith!, adapted from an episode in this series (based on Breaking Smith's Quarter Horse, a novella by Paul St. Pierre. At the age of 71, he won several awards for his role in the film Little Big Man, including a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor. He continued to act in other movies, such as The Outlaw Josey Wales and Harry and Tonto, and on television, including the miniseries Centennial, based on the book by James A. Michener.

He performed the role of Rita Joe's father in George Ryga's stage play, The Ecstasy of Rita Joe, in performances held in Vancouver, the National Arts Centre in Ottawa and Washington.

During his acting career, Chief Dan George also worked to promote better understanding by non-aboriginals of First Nations people. His soliloquy, Lament for Confederation, a riveting indictment of the appropriation of native territory by white colonialism, was performed at the city of Vancouver's celebration of the Canadian centennial in 1967; this speech is credited with escalating native political activism in Canada as well as touching off widespread pro-native sentiment among non-natives. In 1971, he was made an Officer of the Order of Canada.

He died in Vancouver in 1981.