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Stones, Beatles und Ramones v2 feat Prinz Pi

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Imrovisation 2021

The Benediction of Being

Into The Dark

Dear friends, I know what it is all about - I have been there!
The little man might be me - who knows.
See some pictures on https://youtu.be/MXwDc7S_Q2M

Lyrics in English
Morning by the Sea

When the morning dawns over the sea before the sun rises
before the moon has calmed down
the newly awakened bridesmaids have turned their beaks
against the wind coming from the west
they hope that everything can remain as it is
with the winds bringing here scents from a distant sea

There are many small insects under the sand and they wake up
when the sun starts to heat everything up
and they begin their journey towards surf and waves
to find some food floating around
they hope that everything can remain as it is
with the winds bringing here scents from a distant sea

What looms behind bushes and dunes - a little man who wants
enjoy what the sea can provide
but he does not want to disturb all those who live here
then he finds that they have all found peace
they hope that everything can remain as it is
with the winds bringing here scents from a distant sea


Morgon vid Havet

När morgonen gryr över havet innan solen gått upp
innan månen har lagt sig till ro
de nyvakna tärnorna har vänt sin näbb
emot vinden som kommer ifrån väst
de hoppas att allt kan förbli som det är
med vindarna som för hit dofter från ett fjärran hav

Det finns många små kryp under sanden och de vaknar upp
när solen börjar värma allting upp
och de börjar sin vandring mot bränningar och svall
för att finna lite mat som flyter fram
de hoppas att allt kan förbli som det är
med vindarna som för hit dofter från ett fjärran hav

Vad skymtar bakom buskar och dyner - en liten man som vill
njuta av det som havet kan ge
men han vill inte störa alla dom som bor här
då han finner att de alla funnit frid
de hoppas att allt kan förbli som det är
med vindarna som för hit dofter från ett fjärran hav

Morgon vid Havet

He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.  The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.   

The Eagle BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON

The Blue

ꪖᦓꫝꪻ᥅ꪖꪗ ᥅ꪮꪻꪖꪻ꠸ꪀᧁ ꪻ꠸ꪑꫀ

Chapter Eight of a concept album about a rock band performing their first celebrated gig whilst the world comes to an end.

08) The Big I Am - Self confessional repenting of sins and moving forward.  There is nothing left to prove

THE BIG I AM
Hit me with a wham
I'm a living sham
Couldn't give a damn
I've been giving it the big 'I am'

I'm not really lewd
I'm partly a prude
Everything poo poo'd
I've been faking it since time began

What do you mean I'm faced with oblivion?
I'm making it up as I go along?

I'm a brazen man
An all over tan
Hush I've got a plan
I've been giving it the big 'I am'

Think I lost my sight
What an awful plight
I'm parasite
I've been faking it since I began

What do you mean I'm faced with oblivion?
I'm making it up as I go along
I'm virtually just a regular citizen
But beating my chest like an insane King Kong

All I can think is all I can offer
All that I faked is hidden beneath the skin

All that I say is gibberish after though
Throw me a line - look what the dogs have caught again

All that you asked is all I could make up quick
Think you may pass - I've been giving it the big 'I am'

The Big I Am

𝚃𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜, 𝚍𝚊𝚏𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏

ꪖᦓꫝꪻ᥅ꪖꪗ ᥅ꪮꪻꪖꪻ꠸ꪀᧁ ꪻ꠸ꪑꫀ

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