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Introduction in English:
Sometimes there are situations in life to which there are no solutions at all. You may have already done and tried everything. Nothing has helped. 
The "doer" and "controller" in me goes to its knees in such moments. And out comes the part that surrenders completely to hope. Then in a kind of prayer to his inner God and in his inner church at least asks for an alleviation of suffering for all those where all rational or scientific techniques and methods have reached their limits.
This song is about such a kind of "hope prayer"

Introduction in German:
Manchmal gibt es Situationen im Leben, zu denen es keinerlei Problemlösungen gibt. Man hat vielleicht alles schon unternommen und versucht. Nichts hat geholfen. 
Der "Macher" und "Kontrolleur" in mir geht in solchen Momenten in die Knie. Und hervorkommt der Teil, der sich ganz der Hoffnung hingibt. Dann in einer Art Gebet an seinen inneren Gott und in seiner inneren Kirche zumindest um eine Linderung des Leids für all jene bittet, bei denen alle rationalen oder wissenschaftlichen Techniken und Methoden an ihre Grenzen gestoßen. 
Von so einer Art "Hoffnungsgebet" handelt dieses Lied

Lyrics

Prayer of hope

I can only pray for you
For you to my inner God

for you I go to my own church 
sit down in the back pew

hear the organ man playing above me
floods the room with his smooth-painful sound

sometime humbly sit on my knees
go inwardly along your life

and I pray that you survive this all
that you will return to the world
I pray for your deep soul peace

I speak, cry, whisper, sing
For you 
a prayer of hope

I light a candle for you
The glow shows me, you are still there
Walk wistfully through many cloisters 
feel the cross that you have to wear

hear the murmur of the unhappy dead, 
the wailing of the damned from the dark underworld
how can I snatch you away from being cursed
my beloved, wounded, tragic hero

A Prayer of Hope

A Prayer Of Hope

Give It To Me Straight

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In many comments I am often compared with great male musicians. There are references to the Beatles, to Pink Floyd, sometimes also to Bob Dylan or Rio Reiser. 
However, three outstanding female artists have influenced me in my musical work: 
Carole King's unique compositions on her century album "Tapestry" have inspired me to create my first own melodies;
Patti Smith's overwhelming poetic language gave me the impetus to create my own lyrics;
And finally, Joni Mitchell's highly original guitar playing encouraged me to develop my own way of playing guitar.
With "My Musical Mother" I create my own personal (musical) monument to these three brilliant women.    

My Musical Mother

I wander within me back to an earlier time
About 12 years old, not yet ready to live
Often lost and alone, frozen inside myself

Often lay awake at night, afraid of life
Life seemed like a boomerang
Who's gonna hit me with three 
Penalties every time I made a wish roll

When I was that lonely, she came to me
Sat down at the piano just for me
Played beautifully: "You've got a friend"

Stroke me gently over my hair
Was just there for me
Held me out with my whole soul robe

Ooh Carole King
You and Tapestry
That struck me full, these splendid melodies

You taught me to 
Listen carefully

You’re definetly my Musical Mother for me

You put melodies in my head
But I still couldn't think of words
My language: Shallow and gray 
The first lyrics: Kitschy and tepid

Then I was 15, hanging out with my stoner boyfriend
On the turntable "Horses" spinning around
And I thought, "Damn, she's pronouncing it" 

I read her poems, she whispered to me 
The pictures in my ears, she opened the door for me 
To the poetry

To words that caress, to phrases that cry 
To rhymes in which the world shakes for a moment
And everything Dead rises again

Ooh Patti Smith
Through you my soul finally spoke to me
I developed a sense for word and a feeling for language
My first lyrics on the wall
As written by a magic hand

You’re definitely my Musical Mother for me

Now I had the sounds and the lyrics
But one instrument was missing until the end
I often lay on my bed
Just hum along in my mind

Until one day, my fat neighbor friend 
Put a guitar around my neck
And showed me how the easiest chords go

A year later he put in a movie of you
You sang to your guitar all by yourself
You had a very unique way 
Of plucking and picking up chords

I didn't know about your early handicap
And took your play with me into my warm bed
Yes I was playfully seduced by you

Ooh Joni Mitchell
You taught me 
That I do not slavishly listen to brave guitar teachers
That I can be inventive
My very own guitar sound

You`re definitely my Musical Mother for me

Oh Carole
Oh Patti
Oh Joni

You are
Yes you are
My Musical Mothers for me

My Musical Mother

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Texte Français et Google traduction

TANT DE TANT
Tant de distance, de kilomètres,
Et cette absence qui prend la tête !
Se voir au loin, s’imaginer,
Et n’être enfin que séparé.

Tant de désirs gardés en soi,
Même si l’av’nir nous les donn’ra !
Il faut chasser tous ces démons
Qui font douter au plus profond.

Tant de souffrances à l’intérieur,
De coups de lance perçant le cœur !
Et plus il saigne à rendre vie,
Moins ne s’éteignent les voeux d’envie.

Tant de temps, de temps perdu,
Sans pour autant on s aime plus !
On se fait signe et on s’appelle,
Par quelques lignes que l’on veut belles.

Tant de ces manques marqués de vide
Que l’on se planque sans être lucide,
Et qui reviennent à chaque instant,
Remuer la peine dans nos dedans.

Tant de coupures pour notre amour,
Et de blessures plus chaque jour,
Qu’il faut panser à l’eau d’espoir,
Cicatriser pour mieux se voir.

Tant de larmes dans nos yeux,
Comme des flammes qui donnent le feu,
S’en vont mourir le long des joues,
Pour mieux se dire…. et bientôt nous.

Tant de temps, de temps perdu,
Sans pour autant on s aime plus !
On se fait signe et on s’appelle,
Par quelques lignes que l’on veut belles.

SO MANY
So much distance, kilometers,
And this absence which takes the lead!
See yourself in the distance, imagine yourself,
And finally to be separated.

So many desires kept in oneself,
Even if the future will give them to us!
We must cast out all these demons
Which cause deep doubts.

So much suffering inside,
Heart-piercing spear shots!
And the more it bleeds to bring life,
Fewer wishes of envy go out.

So much time, wasted time,
Without, however, we love each other more!
We wave and call each other,
By a few lines that we want to be beautiful.

So many of these void-marked gaps
That we hide without being lucid,
And who keep coming back every moment,
Stir the pain in our hearts.

So many cuts for our love,
And more injuries every day
That we must heal with the water of hope,
Healing to see yourself better.

So many tears in our eyes,
Like flames that give fire,
Will die down the cheeks,
To better say…. and soon us.

So much time, wasted time,
Without, however, we love each other more!
We wave and call each other,
By a few lines that we want to be beautiful.

TANT DE TANT

TANT DE TANT (La distance en amour)

....My musical associations to the process of dying...

...Meine musikalischen Assoziationen zum Prozess des Sterbens....

Dying

25 Year old musician.
write/record own tracks 
Hip hop, chill, Electronic, dance, mellow

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