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Lines to Remember is a handpicked collection of English songs with lyrics that linger — the lines that hit, haunt, heal or hold you. From whispered truths to anthemic confessions, this playlist is for those who listen with their heart wide open. Because some lines don’t just rhyme — they stay.

Lines to Remember ist eine handverlesene Sammlung englischer Songs mit Zeilen, die bleiben – die treffen, trösten, wehtun oder wärmen. Zwischen Flüstern und Aufschrei, zwischen Herz und Kopfhörer: Diese Playlist ist für alle, die wirklich hinhören. Denn manche Zeilen reimen sich nicht nur – sie bleiben.

Lines to remember

Продано не всЁ

Родина

Король и шут - тяни

Slowed DIOR - Положение (T3NZU X PANZER Remix) PEAKY BLINDERS

Stream “Enemy (Opening Title Version)” from the Arcane Season 2 Original Soundtrack: https://arcane.lnk.to/enemy

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The orchestral version of Enemy was made by me, using the intro from the Arcane series and some parts from Samuel Kim's cover (https://youtu.be/4b78xc2YeXA)

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Enemy (Arcane - Orchestral Version)

Enemy (Arcane / Orchestral Version)

The Best Of Nickelback Volume 1

Nickelback - If Everyone Cared

EXTENDED  DJ BREAKBEAT CAMPURAN X STEREO LOVE SLOWED  REVERB.mp3

Король и Шут-Прыгну со скалы

This is the audio of the Youtube-video taken from Metro's channel where he performs his biggest hits with a live orchestra in the Dolby Theater in La. (Red Bull Symphonic)

Metro Boomin - Red Bull Symphonic (Full Performance)

In my mind (Bad Thoughts II) - Instrumental

Made in Romania (Remix/Tik-Tok 2023)

Tell Me Why

Let me in

All in, Sandy

Broken pieces

Shadow Life

Und der Wind pfeift

Text:
[Verse 1: The World Today]
The rivers run slower, the lakes run dry,
The forests burn under an ashen sky.
They drill for profit, ignoring the cost,
Counting their riches, while futures are lost.

The glaciers weep, the oceans rise,
Yet they peddle their greed, spinning their lies.
"It’s not our fault," they shout and defend,
But how do they sleep as the world starts to end?

[Chorus]
Don’t saw the branch, the one we’re on,
When it’s gone, it’s gone—it won’t grow back, it’s done.
All the gold in the world won’t heal the pain,
Change your ways, or we’re circling the drain.
How many signs do you need to see?
This path is ruin—it’s no mystery.

[Verse 2: 20-25 Years Ahead]
The crops won’t grow in the poisoned soil,
The air is thick with carbon’s toil.
Cities swallowed by a hungry tide,
Millions displaced, with nowhere to hide.

Heatwaves scorch where the seasons twist,
Animals vanish from the extinction list.
The deserts march where green once grew,
And still, they’ll ask, "What could we do?"

[Chorus]
Don’t saw the branch, the one we’re on,
When it’s gone, it’s gone—it won’t grow back, it’s done.
All the gold in the world won’t heal the pain,
Change your ways, or we’re circling the drain.
How many signs do you need to see?
This path is ruin—it’s no mystery.

[Verse 3: What We Can Do]
Stop chasing profit, start planting seeds,
Listen to the Earth and her desperate needs.
Wind and sun can light the way,
But we must act—it starts today.

Hold leaders accountable, make them pay,
No more excuses, no more delay.
Education, innovation, unite the fight,
For our only home, for what’s still right.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus]
Don’t saw the branch, the one we’re on,
When it’s gone, it’s gone—it won’t grow back, it’s done.
All the gold in the world won’t heal the pain,
Change your ways, or we’re circling the drain.
How many signs do you need to see?
This path is ruin—it’s no mystery.

[Bridge]
The corporations profit, the politicians spin,
But nature won’t care for their deadly sins.
The clock is ticking, we’re running out of time,
The future’s ours to save—or it’s the crime.

[Outro: A Plea for Change]
Don’t saw the branch where your children rest,
Make the future better, give them your best.
There’s still a chance, but we must unite,
To turn the darkness back into light.

Don’t Saw the Branch

"In the Depths" describes the inner struggle against pain, doubts, and hardships. The song conveys how, despite sadness, demons, and obstacles, one can find inner strength to keep moving forward, rise again, and discover their place. It also emphasizes hope and the inner light that guides through the darkest moments, highlighting resilience and the power to grow and flourish despite adversity.

"In the Depths" évoque le combat intérieur face à la douleur, aux épreuves et aux doutes. La chanson raconte comment, malgré la tristesse, les démons et les obstacles, il est possible de puiser en soi la force de continuer à avancer, de se relever et de trouver sa place. Elle parle aussi de l’espoir, de la lumière intérieure qui guide, même dans les moments les plus sombres, et de la résilience nécessaire pour grandir et s’épanouir malgré tout.

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Verse:
Touched by the pain  
Deep in my soul  
Struggles and sorrows that I can't control  
Through tear-stained eyes  
I find my way  
As darkness surrounds me  
I won't be swayed

Chorus:
In the depths of my despair  
I'll find my way  
Through the storms that rage and the skies so gray  
With every tear shed  
I'll grow strong  
In the depths of my soul  
Where I belong

Verse 2:
Walking through fires  
My spirit aflame  
Battling demons that have no name  
But I won't give up  
Won't back down  
I'll rise from the ashes  
Wear my crown

Chorus:
In the depths of my despair  
I'll find my way  
Through the storms that rage and the skies so gray  
With every tear shed  
I'll grow strong  
In the depths of my soul  
Where I belong

Verse 3:
Whispered voices  
Try to pull me down  
But I hold my ground, I won't drown  
Every scar tells a story  
Of courage and grace  
I'll carry my burden  
And find my place

Chorus:
In the depths of my despair  
I'll find my way  
Through the storms that rage and the skies so gray  
With every tear shed  
I'll grow strong  
In the depths of my soul  
Where I belong

Bridge:
When the night feels endless  
And hope feels bare  
I remember the light that’s always there  
Burning inside me  
Guiding my way  
In the depths I discover  
A brand new day

Echoes in the abyss

In the depths

[Verse]
I’ve carried these words locked in my chest
A secret untold a heart unexpressed
But tonight's the night I let it out loud
I break these chains stand strong and proud

[Verse 2]
My knees may tremble but I’ll take the chance
A step toward you a daring dance
The walls I’ve built they start to fall
As I shout my truth for once and for all

[Chorus]
I’m unafraid I’m letting you see
The wild light that shines in me
No masks no shadows nothing concealed
This is my heart it’s finally revealed

[Verse 3]
A whirlwind of thoughts a thunder's roar
But your presence calms the stormy shore
I dive into the depths of what’s unspoken
Hoping words we share remain unbroken

[Bridge]
Each moment in silence was a scream within
But now the battle I’m destined to win
I’ll stand before you raw and true
With nothing to hide this is me and you

[Chorus]
I’m unafraid I’m letting you see
The wild light that shines in me
No masks no shadows nothing concealed
This is my heart it’s finally revealed

Heart Unveiled

Late September Heart is a quiet story of almosts — the words not said, the looks held a second too long, the song left hanging in the air. Set against a backdrop of worn leather booths and late-night jukebox hum, this track leans into a slow-burning country-blues feel. It’s the kind of song that doesn’t raise its voice, but lingers like smoke — steady, honest, and full of the things we don’t say. For nights when something stirs, even in silence. For what almost was.

Late September Heart erzählt leise von allem, was fast passiert wäre – Worte, die in der Kehle stecken bleiben, Blicke, die zu lange halten, ein Song, der in der Luft hängen bleibt. Der Sound: rau und warm, wie eine Jukebox in einem Diner kurz vor Feierabend. Country-Blues in seiner stillsten Form – ehrlich, zurückgenommen, und voller unausgesprochener Dinge. Für Nächte, in denen etwas bleibt. Auch wenn nichts geschieht.

Late September Heart

Ever felt like the world’s gone mad – and you somehow got a front row seat?

“I Know The Clowns” is a fast-paced ride through chaos, confusion, and the strange charm of never quite fitting in. With sharp lyrics, pounding rhythm, and a wink to all who’ve said “not my circus” – only to realize they know every clown by name.

Turn it up, buckle in, and enjoy the madness.


Schon mal das Gefühl gehabt, mitten im Wahnsinn zu stehen – mit Ticket für die erste Reihe?

„I Know The Clowns“ ist ein temporeicher Trip durch den Zirkus des Alltags: laut, schräg, ehrlich. Für alle, die schon mal dachten „Nicht mein Zirkus“ – und dann merkten: Sie kennen die Clowns beim Namen.

Laut aufdrehen, anschnallen – und rein ins Chaos.

i know the clowns

Nothing but Stories is the debut release by Sadie Quinn – a voice made of dust, distance, and memory. Blending Americana, folk, and quiet poetry, this track traces the moments we leave behind and the stories we carry with us.

With lines that feel like open roads and melodies like old letters, Sadie Quinn reminds us that fame fades, but feelings don’t.
This is a song for late-night listeners, back-porch dreamers, and anyone who ever wondered what remains when everything else is gone.

“In the end, we’re nothing but stories.”


Nothing but Stories ist die erste Veröffentlichung von Sadie Quinn – einer Stimme aus Staub, Weite und Erinnerung. Zwischen Americana, Folk und flüsternder Poesie erzählt der Song von den Momenten, die vergehen, und den Geschichten, die bleiben.

Mit Zeilen wie Landstraßen und Melodien wie alte Briefe erinnert Sadie Quinn daran, dass Ruhm vergeht – Gefühle aber nicht.
Ein Lied für Nachtschwärmer, Veranda-Träumer und alle, die sich fragen, was bleibt, wenn alles andere verschwunden ist.

„Am Ende sind wir nichts als Geschichten.“

Nothing but Stories

LARA WOLFF – Abendlied

Ein Klassiker, der knallt.

Abendlied von 1779 – neu gedacht, neu vertont. Zwischen Wald, Nebel und Sternen erhebt sich jetzt eine Stimme, die kein Blatt vor den Mund nimmt. Direkt, ungeschönt, roh.

Lara Wolff verwandelt das berühmte Gedicht von Matthias Claudius in eine rebellische Punkrock-Hymne über Nacht, Zweifel und das Menschsein.

Kein Wiegenlied – eher ein Weckruf im Mondlicht.



LARA WOLFF – Abendlied

A classic with bite.

Abendlied from 1779 – reimagined, recharged. Among trees, mist, and stars, a voice rises that doesn’t hold back. Raw, direct, unapologetic.

Lara Wolff turns Matthias Claudius’s famous poem into a rebellious punk rock anthem about night, doubt, and being human.

Not a lullaby – more like a wake-up call under the moon.

abendlied

The Bicycle Ahead is a high-speed daydream in overdrive.
A sugary, over-the-top love monologue crashes headfirst into raw punk energy — with distorted guitars, pounding drums, and just the right amount of retro irony.

He follows her like a knight on four wheels.
She doesn’t even know he exists.
And that’s exactly the point.

Fast, loud, ridiculous — and weirdly romantic.


The Bicycle Ahead ist ein Tagtraum im Schleudergang.
Ein überzuckertes Liebesgeständnis trifft auf rotzigen Punk-Sound – verzerrte Gitarren, donnernde Drums und jede Menge Retro-Ironie inklusive.

Er fährt ihr hinterher wie ein Ritter auf vier Rädern.
Sie weiß nicht mal, dass es ihn gibt.
Und genau darum geht’s.

Schnell, laut, absurd – und auf seltsame Weise romantisch.

The Bicycle Ahead

Into The Light

Listen

The Journey

Ein Junge liebt ein Mädchen.

Frei nach Heinrich Heine (1827) – eine klassische literarische Liebeserzählung aus Deutschland, neu erzählt in klarer, heutiger Sprache. Der Text handelt von verpassten Chancen, verletztem Stolz und jener einen Entscheidung, die alles verändert.

Zwischen Poesie und Direktheit, zwischen Herzschmerz und trockenem Humor entsteht ein Song über die alte Geschichte, die immer wieder neu passiert.

Für alle, die wissen, wie weh das manchmal tut.


A boy loves a girl.

Loosely based on Heinrich Heine (1827) – a classic German love story, retold in clear, contemporary language. The lyrics speak of missed chances, wounded pride, and that one decision that changes everything.

Somewhere between poetry and plain truth, heartbreak and dry wit, this is a song about the old story that keeps happening.

For everyone who knows how much it can hurt.

Ein Junge liebt ein Mädchen

A song like a day by the ocean. Gentle, poetic, and full of space. Find Your Wave is a quiet anthem for letting go – with salt in the air, sun on your back, and time to breathe.

Ein Song wie ein Tag am Meer. Zart, poetisch und voller Weite. „Find Your Wave“ ist eine ruhige Hymne fürs Loslassen – mit Salzwasser in der Luft, Sonne im Rücken und Zeit zum Atmen.

Find Your Wave

No One Tells You When It Starts is about the kind of change that doesn’t make a sound. A street corner, a faded memory, a version of yourself that never quite arrived — this is a story told in fragments. It’s not about the big moments, but the quiet unraveling of what once felt permanent. Some things slip away without warning. And some words stay stuck inside, long after it’s too late to say them.



No One Tells You When It Starts erzählt von den Veränderungen, die still passieren. Eine Straßenecke, eine Erinnerung, eine Version von dir selbst, die nie ganz geworden ist – dieser Song spricht von Momenten, die niemand bemerkt, und doch alles verändern. Nicht das Große, sondern das leise Verschwinden steht im Mittelpunkt. Manches geht, bevor man es merkt. Und manches bleibt ungesagt, bis es zu spät ist.


No one tells you when it starts

Berlin is not a love song.
It’s a memory you can’t hold,
a spark that burned too fast,
a night that felt more real than most days.

This track captures the wild pulse of a moment —
when someone walks into your life like a storm
and leaves before the sky clears.

You were Berlin.
Not the city. The feeling.


Berlin ist kein Lovesong.
Es ist eine Erinnerung, die man nicht festhalten kann,
ein Funke, der zu schnell verglüht,
eine Nacht, die echter war als viele Tage.

Dieser Track fängt den rohen Puls eines Moments ein –
wenn jemand wie ein Sturm ins Leben rauscht
und wieder verschwindet, bevor der Himmel aufreißt.

Du warst Berlin.
Nicht die Stadt. Das Gefühl.

LYRICS

Berlin

You said, “Don’t ask me where I’m from”
Lit a smoke and bit your thumb
Your laugh was sharp, your eyes were wired
A fuse that never once got tired

You moved like you were on parole
Stole my drink, then stole my soul
Said, “This night’s got teeth, don’t blink”
And vanished faster than I think

You were Berlin
Not the city, but the sin
Midnight cigarette grin
Chaos under my skin
You were Berlin
No beginning, no win
Just a storm I ran into
And hoped would never end

We broke a lock to climb a roof
Screamed the stars like it was proof
That some things shine when they’re about to fall
And some don’t need a name at all

Your boots kicked sparks, your voice cut air
You kissed like truth, but didn’t care
Said, “Nothing’s real that lasts too long”
Then vanished in a fading song

You were Berlin
Not the skyline, but the spin
A dare wrapped in a hymn
No mercy, only grin
You were Berlin
No reason, no skin
Just a heat that pulled me in
And left me high as sin

And if you vanish in the morning—
Then Berlin was real for a night

Berlin

“No Regrets” is a nostalgic, poetic song that captures the fleeting beauty of youthful freedom and reckless love. With vivid imagery and heartfelt storytelling, Lara Wolff looks back at moments that were never meant to last—but still mattered deeply. The lyrics celebrate imperfection, spontaneity, and the kind of nights that leave echoes in our memory. It’s not about what lasted—it’s about what felt real. No regrets.

„No Regrets“ ist ein nostalgischer, poetischer Song über die flüchtige Schönheit jugendlicher Freiheit und unvernünftiger Liebe. Mit starken Bildern und ehrlichem Storytelling blickt Lara Wolff auf Momente zurück, die nie für die Ewigkeit gedacht waren – aber trotzdem viel bedeuteten. Die Lyrics feiern das Unperfekte, das Spontane, die Nächte, die in Erinnerung bleiben. Es geht nicht darum, was blieb – sondern was sich echt anfühlte. Keine Reue.

No Regrets

“The Cold Don’t Lie” is a dust-covered journey through backroads, motel rooms, and quiet regrets. With razor-sharp lines like “Steerin’ by feel, not direction” and “The cold don’t lie like the heat you gave,” this song captures the raw honesty of running from a past that still burns. It’s not a love song—it’s what comes after. A soundtrack for anyone who’s ever driven just to forget.

„The Cold Don’t Lie“ ist ein staubiger Trip durch Hinterland, Motels und unausgesprochene Abschiede. Mit Zeilen wie „Steerin’ by feel, not direction“ und „The cold don’t lie like the heat you gave“ erzählt der Song von der Klarheit nach dem Sturm – wenn man weiterzieht, nicht aus Freiheit, sondern weil es keine Wahrheit mehr gibt, die bleibt. Kein Liebeslied – sondern das, was danach kommt.

The Cold Don't Lie

“Freefall” is a lyrical dive into that moment when love hits unexpectedly and turns your world upside down. With poetic lines and vivid imagery, the song captures the feeling of letting go—of pride, of control, of the past—and falling headfirst into something real. It’s about the first kiss that stops time, the silent pull of connection, and the beauty of emotional surrender. A story of flickers instead of fireworks, and quiet truths that shake the sky.
Wrapped in a slow-burning mix of country rock and modern pop.

„Freefall“ erzählt in poetischen Bildern von dem Moment, in dem die Liebe plötzlich einschlägt und alles verändert. Der Text beschreibt, wie man sich fallen lässt – ohne Plan, ohne Netz, ohne Stolz – und einfach zulässt, was echt ist. Es geht um den ersten Kuss, der die Zeit anhält, um das leise Ziehen statt eines lauten Knalls, um eine Verbindung, die stärker ist als Worte. Ein Song über das Loslassen, das Flimmern, und eine Welt, die sich plötzlich dreht.
Country-Rock trifft auf modernen Pop.

Freefall

With its driving groove, gritty guitar riffs, and bold, swaggering energy, “Wild Honey” is an upbeat road anthem that hits like open windows and fast highways. Lara Wolff’s raw, smoky voice delivers the punch — part Southern soul, part rock’n’roll rebel.

The song crackles with confidence and fire, mixing emotional grit with playful bravado. She’s not here to be tamed — she’s here to leave a mark. Wild Honey is the taste of freedom, the rush of running wild, and the soundtrack to your next escape.

„Wild Honey“ klingt wie Aufbruch: ein treibender Beat, raue Gitarren und dieser unverschämt lässige Drive. Lara Wolffs Stimme – tief, kratzig, mit Southern-Flair – bringt genau das, was man auf der Flucht nach vorn hören will.

Der Song verbindet Soul und Rock mit einer Prise Rebellion – kraftvoll, verspielt, elektrisierend. Wild Honey ist kein Halt, sondern ein Startsignal. Der Soundtrack für Nächte ohne Plan. Für alle, die nicht bleiben – aber Eindruck hinterlassen.


Wild Honey

He said, “You look like trouble”
I said, “Only when I’m bored”
Dropped my coat like a curtain
And danced across the floor
He wore cologne like a warning
And a smile too sharp to trust
But I’ve never been good at listening
To anything but lust

I’m wild honey
Sticky hands and a crooked laugh
One slow dance and a sudden crash
No promises made, no need to explain
Just boots on fire in the midnight rain
I’m wild honey
Sweet then gone
I burn too fast to hold too long

I’ve kissed boys in backrooms
And girls who never stayed
Left my name on napkins
That the rain just washed away
I love like lightning
Flash, then gone
But the ones who get too close
Still feel me when I’m gone

I’m wild honey
I’m wild honey
Wasted breath and a song half-sung
Smoke in my hair and fire on my tongue
Don’t ask me to stay, I’m already flame
Can’t tame a storm without losing the rain
I’m wild honey
No fence, no chain
Just a taste you won’t forget again

And if you see me by the river
With a look that says I’ve won
Don’t ask me where I’m going
Just know I’m never done

I’m wild honey
Your favorite mistake
The dream you didn’t mean to wake
Sweet then gone
Gone like the night
Still buzzing in your blood by light
I’m wild honey


Wild Honey

Pine & Snow is a quiet, poetic ballad about an old man and the woman he never forgot. Now entirely alone in his city, he looks back on the winter they shared — a time of pine-scented scarves, snow-covered streets, and a love he left behind. He took a different road, chasing something louder, brighter — and lost her in the process. In the stillness of memory, he carries her in silence. Pine & Snow tells the story of a life shaped by one quiet decision at a crossroads, where he turned away from the one thing that felt real.

Pine & Snow ist eine leise, poetische Ballade über einen alten Mann und die Frau, die er nie vergessen hat. Mittlerweile ganz allein in seiner Stadt blickt er zurück auf den Winter, den sie einst teilten – mit dem Duft von Kiefern, tanzendem Schnee und einer Liebe, die er hinter sich ließ. Damals bog er an einer Kreuzung falsch ab, auf der Suche nach etwas Lauterem, Hellerem – und verlor dabei das, was echt war. Heute lebt sie weiter in seiner Erinnerung, in seinem Schweigen. Pine & Snow erzählt von einem Leben, das durch eine leise Entscheidung geprägt wurde – und von einer verpassten Chance, die nie ganz vergeht.

Pine and Snow

He waits at the bench by the corner store
Same coat, same shoes, same view of the floor
Hands like maps that lost their way
Eyes on clouds he used to chase

They say he’s no one, just passing through
Just one more ghost the city grew
But he holds a picture no one sees
Tucked behind his old IDs

She was wild like the northern sea
Laughed through the wind like it set her free
He never told the world her name
But he still hears her voice in the pouring rain
…like the sea that doesn’t rest
She was wind, and pine, and breath
He told no one
But his silence still carries her song

She wore a scarf that smelled of pine
They danced through snow and borrowed time
Then he left to chase a louder light
And she stayed - where the stars burned white

Now no one calls, and no one asks
He’s learned to speak through smaller tasks
Like folding napkins at Café Lorraine
Or counting buses in the rain

She was real, more real than this
More than the soup, the chair, the mist
He never told the world her name
But her shadow still waits by the morning train
[Spoken]
…like the sea that doesn’t rest
She was wind, and pine, and breath
He told no one

So if you see him stare too long
At something gone, at a silent song
He’s not lost, not quite unseen
He’s just watching where she’s been


Pine & Snow

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i know the clowns

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