Wat is jullie lijflied ?
 

Hebben jullie een favoriet nummer (of nummers) ,waar jullie jezelf helemaal in herkennen? Een nummer dat je karakter, je leven of situatie helemaal weergeeft?

Ikzelf herken mezelf in Basket Case van Green Day http://youtu.be/NUTGr5t3MoY

Altijd cool gevonden hoe die drum invalt bij 'think I'm cracking up'.

Zo goed als alles van Katastroof ;-)

:-D

I think i like you ;-)

mja, daar kan ik inkomen. :rofl:

ah, gij zijt een vrouw...:-D

*strike*

:rofl:

Ik heb er een paar

Depeche Mode - Somebody
Wim Sonneveld - Het Dorp
Jan De Wilde - De fanfare van honger en dorstOm er een paar te noemen.

story story night van Don Mc Lean

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9X8_57AGUfo

Van alle venten em kik altijd de grootste pech

Een universeel thema... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RECUlpVPzN4
If it wasn't for bad luck... I wouldn't have no luck at all. 8-)

:lol:

STATISTISCH ONMOGELIJK

(zelfs mij is dat niet overkomen)

De Esperanto Hymne : "La Espero"
en
"Bring me Edelweiss"

Een aantal kennissen zouden mij deze twee toeschrijven: Seid Bereit, Imperial March:| Hmm...

Ikzelf houd het bij Tanz Mit - Laibach

Vincent


is de titel

http://youtu.be/dipFMJckZOM

lyrics:

"Starry Starry night" bedoel je?

Op 't zelfde moment gezet blijkbaar...

Vincent


is de titel

http://youtu.be/dipFMJckZOM

lyrics:


Starry
starry night
paint your palette blue and grey

look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils

catch the breeze and the winter chills

in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry
starry night
flaming flowers that brightly blaze

swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain

weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
but still your love was true

and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.

Starry
starry night
portraits hung in empty halls

frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met

the ragged men in ragged clothes

the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.

Yep

Vincent