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| The Mercy Seat | |
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Musik: Cave, Harvey Text: Cave Erschienen auf: - Tender Prey - Live Seeds - The Best Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Mercy Seat - The Mercy Seat - The Mercy Seat - The Mercy Seat - Good Songs - Acoustic Versions From Tender Prey - I Had A Dream, Joe - I Had A Dream, Joe - I Had A Dream, Joe - European Tour 92 - Live at the Paradiso - The Wonderful World Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Stripped - The Wonderful World of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Ritual Habitual - The Best Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Videos - B-Sides & Rarities - God Is In The House - The Road To God Knows Where / Live At The Paradiso - Nick Cave - I Przyjaciele (W Moich Ramionach) - Nick Cave - I Przyjaciele (W Moich Ramionach) Übersetzungen: - Deutsch (Der Gnadenstuhl) - Englisch-Deutsch - Nur Originaltext anzeigen Im Forum gibt es offenbar noch keine Diskussion zur Übersetzung dieses Stücks. Du kannst hier klicken, um einen Beitrag einzustellen. | It began when they come took me from my home And put me in Dead Row, Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know. And I'll say it again I..am..not..afraid..to..die. I began to warm and chill To objects and their fields, A ragged cup, a twisted mop The face of Jesus in my soup Those sinister dinner meals The meal trolley's wicked wheels A hooked bone rising from my food All things either good or ungood. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth. An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die. Interpret signs and catalogue A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog. The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind. They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath at my hind They are sick breath gathering at my hind I hear stories from the chamber How Christ was born into a manger And like some ragged stranger Died upon the cross And might I say it seems so fitting in its way He was a carpenter by trade Or at least that's what I'm told Like my good hand I tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist. In Heaven His throne is made of gold The ark of his Testament is stowed A throne from which I'm told All history does unfold. Down here it's made of wood and wire And my body is on fire And God is never far away. Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied. My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L. Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D. `Tis a long-suffering shackle Collaring all that rebel blood. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is burning And I think my head is glowing And in a way I'm hoping To be done with all this weighing up of truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And I've got nothing left to lose And I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is glowing And I think my head is smoking And in a way I'm hoping To be done with all this looks of disbelief. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway there was no proof Nor a motive why. And the mercy seat is smoking And I think my head is melting And in a way I'm helping To be done with all this twisted of the truth. A lie for a lie And a truth for a truth And I've got nothing left to lose And I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is melting And I think my blood is boiling And in a way I'm spoiling All the fun with all this truth and consequence. An eye for an eye And a truth for a truth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of proof. A life for a life And a truth for a truth And anyway there was no proof But I'm not afraid to tell a lie. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this measuring of truth. An eye for an eye And a truth for a truth And anyway I told the truth But I'm afraid I told a lie. |
| Rye Whiskey | |
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Musik: traditional Text: traditional Erschienen auf: - Good Songs - B-Sides & Rarities Übersetzungen: - Deutsch (Roggenwhiskey) - Englisch-Deutsch - Nur Originaltext anzeigen Die Übersetzung ins Deutsche wurde von Benutzern von nick-cave.net erstellt, und wird im Forum diskutiert. Klicke hier, um zu ihrer Verbesserung beizutragen. | Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds, I know You most of all You've robbed my poor pockets Of silver and gold And Whiskey, you villain, You've been my down-fall You've cuffed and you've kicked me But I loved you of old Oh Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I cried If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die Well I go yonder mountain And build me a still And I send you a gallon For a five dollar bill Well it's beefcake when I'm hungry, Whiskey when I'm dry And it's greenbacks When I'm hard off And hell when I die I said Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I cried If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die If the sea were made of Whiskey and I was a duck I'd swim to the bottom and never come up Oh, but the sea ain't made of Whiskey and I ain't a duck So I play Jack Of Diamonds and trust on my luck I said Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I cried If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die I said Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I cried If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die |
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Musik: Text: Erschienen auf: - Good Songs - The Weeping Song - The Weeping Song Übersetzungen: Im Forum gibt es offenbar noch keine Diskussion zur Übersetzung dieses Stücks. Du kannst hier klicken, um einen Beitrag einzustellen. | |
| From Her To Eternity | |
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Musik: Cave, Bargeld, Race, Adamson, Harvey Text: Cave, Lane Erschienen auf: - From Her To Eternity - Live Seeds - The Best Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds Live - The Mercy Seat - Wings Of Desire - Good Songs - Live at the Paradiso - The Wonderful World Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Wonderful World of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - The Best Of Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Road To God Knows Where / Live At The Paradiso Übersetzungen: - Deutsch (Von ihr bis in die Ewigkeit) - Englisch-Deutsch - Nur Originaltext anzeigen Im Forum gibt es offenbar noch keine Diskussion zur Übersetzung dieses Stücks. Du kannst hier klicken, um einen Beitrag einzustellen. | Ah wanna tell ya 'bout a girl You know, she lives in room 29 Why... Why... that's the one right up top a mine Ah start to cry, Ah start to cry O Ah hear her walkin' Walkin' barefoot cross the floor-boards All thru this lonesome night Ah hear her crying too. Hot-tears come splashin on down Leaking thru the cracks, Down upon my face, Ah catch'em in my mouth! Ah catch'em in my mouth! Ah catch'em in my mouth! Walk'n'cry Walk'n'cry-y!!! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! Ah read her diary on her sheets Scrutinizin' every lil bit of dirt Tore out a page'n'stufft it inside my shirt Fled outa the window, And shinning it down the vine Outa her night-mare, and back into mine Mine! O Mine! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! Cry! Cry! CRY! She's wearing them bloo-stockens, ah bet! and standin' like this with my ear to the ceiling Listen, Ah know it must sound absurd but Ah can hear the most melancholy sound Ah ever heard! Walk'n'cry! Kneel'n'cry-y! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! O tell me why? O tell me why? Oh Why? Why? Why? O tell me why and don't tell me a lie! Why the ceiling still shakes? Shakes! Shakes! Shakes! Why the fixtures turn to serpents and snakes? This desire to possess her is a wound and its naggin at me like a shrew but, Ah know, that to possess her Is, therefore, not to desire her. O o o then ya know, that lil girl would just have to go! Go! Go-o-o! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! [Repeat] |
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Musik: Text: Erschienen auf: - Good Songs - The Weeping Song Übersetzungen: Im Forum gibt es offenbar noch keine Diskussion zur Übersetzung dieses Stücks. Du kannst hier klicken, um einen Beitrag einzustellen. | |
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