| [Soylentgreen4u] Saturday, December 27, 2008 9:39:29 PM | |
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SO HE PUSHED HER DOWN THE STAIRS TO DIE...
"NO!" SHE CRIED...
IN 1777,ON THE 7th DAY OF JULY.  |
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| [spapad] Saturday, December 27, 2008 9:03:16 PM | |
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Guten Abend, Vail!
OK, enough German for me. I went there, got a bad weather report from our friends the day before we left and poor Flora was stuck wearing 3 layers of clothing! I learned though! No matter where you are and what you have been told pack for EVERYTHING!
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by Vaillant 3.0 from Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:58:43 PM)| |  | Vaillant 3.0 wrote: | | Guten Abend, Spapad!! I mean...good evening, Spapad!! I was just practicing my German for a brief moment. I'm guessing Soylent was listening to Rammstein. 
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| [Vaillant 3.0] Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:58:43 PM | |
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Guten Abend, Spapad!! I mean...good evening, Spapad!! I was just practicing my German for a brief moment. I'm guessing Soylent was listening to Rammstein.
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by spapad from Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:55:34 PM) |
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| [spapad] Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:55:34 PM | |
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Good evening Vail!
When did this turn into the German Channel?
I missed the Memo! LOL
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by Vaillant 3.0 from Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:53:35 PM)| | | Vaillant 3.0 wrote: | | Ahhhh...Ich weiß nicht da!! 
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| [Vaillant 3.0] Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:53:35 PM | |
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| [Soylentgreen4u] Saturday, December 27, 2008 8:15:29 PM | |
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| [Vaillant 3.0] Monday, December 22, 2008 10:24:20 PM | |
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Lyrics in English (the best ones I can find):
With my little grasslands donkey I go on the road to Bethlehem
With my little grasslands donkey I go on the road to Bethlehem
If they see me, if they see me, I go on the road to Bethlehem
If they see me, if they see me, I go on the road to Bethlehem
The little morning light illuminates my path
The little morning light illuminates my path
if they see me, if they see me
I go on the road of Bethlehem
if they see me, if they see me
I go on the road to Bethlehem
With my cuatrico* I go singing
my little donkey goes trotting
with my cuatrico I go singing
my little donkey goes trotting
if they see me, if they see me
I am going on the road to Bethlehem
if they see me, if they see me
I am going on the road to Bethlehem
Tuqui tuqui tuqui tuqui....
tuqui tuqui tuqui tu
hurry up little donkey, we're almost there
tuqui tuqui tuqui tuqui ......
tuqui tuqui tuqui tu
hurry little donkey, we are going to see Jesus!
(cuatrico = an instrument)
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by Vaillant 3.0 from Monday, December 22, 2008 10:15:11 PM)| | | Vaillant 3.0 wrote: | | Well...since we're in a Christmasy mood, here's a little Christmas song that is played on the Spanish radio at this time of year. I'll post the lyrics in English in another post. Enjoy the video at the bottom, too!!
Burrito Sabanero [Grasslands Donkey]
(Coro)
Con mi burrito sabanero
voy camino de Belén
Con mi burrito sabanero
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
El lucerito mañanero
ilumina mi sendero
El lucerito mañanero
ilumina mi sendero
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
Con mi cuatrico voy cantando
mi burrito va trotando
con mi cuatrico voy cantando
mi burrito va trotando
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
Tuqui Tuqui Tuquituqui
Tuquituqui Tu qui Tu
Apúrate mi burrito
que ya vamos a llegar
Tuqui Tuqui Tuquituqui
Tuquituqui Tu qui Tu
apúrate mi burrito
vamos a ver a Jesús
Edited at: Monday, December 22, 2008 10:15:49 PM |
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| [Vaillant 3.0] Monday, December 22, 2008 10:15:11 PM | |
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Well...since we're in a Christmasy mood, here's a little Christmas song that is played on the Spanish radio at this time of year. I'll post the lyrics in English in another post. Enjoy the video at the bottom, too!!
Burrito Sabanero [Grasslands Donkey]
(Coro)
Con mi burrito sabanero
voy camino de Belén
Con mi burrito sabanero
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
El lucerito mañanero
ilumina mi sendero
El lucerito mañanero
ilumina mi sendero
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
Con mi cuatrico voy cantando
mi burrito va trotando
con mi cuatrico voy cantando
mi burrito va trotando
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
si me ven si me ven
voy camino de Belén
Tuqui Tuqui Tuquituqui
Tuquituqui Tu qui Tu
Apúrate mi burrito
que ya vamos a llegar
Tuqui Tuqui Tuquituqui
Tuquituqui Tu qui Tu
apúrate mi burrito
vamos a ver a Jesús
Edited at: Monday, December 22, 2008 10:15:49 PM |
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| [Soylentgreen4u] Monday, December 22, 2008 6:57:54 PM | |
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WHY THANK YOU...     ....
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by guidogodoy from Monday, December 22, 2008 5:30:01 PM)| | | guidogodoy wrote: | | Come on? Where is the holiday spirit? All at once now!
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.
 You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
Edited at: Monday, December 22, 2008 5:31:16 PM |
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| [guidogodoy] Monday, December 22, 2008 5:35:26 PM | |
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Hey, THAT is not a song!!!
But as long as you are on the topic...Bumbles BOUNCE!!
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by MG_Metalgoddess from Monday, December 22, 2008 5:32:35 PM)| | | MG_Metalgoddess wrote: | |  Rudolf is cuter....lol
| | | guidogodoy wrote: | | Come on? Where is the holiday spirit? All at once now!
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
Edited at: Monday, December 22, 2008 5:31:16 PM |
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| [~ MG_Metalgoddess~] Monday, December 22, 2008 5:32:35 PM | |
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Rudolf is cuter....lol
[Show/Hide Quoted Message] (Quoting Message by guidogodoy from Monday, December 22, 2008 5:30:01 PM)| | | guidogodoy wrote: | | Come on? Where is the holiday spirit? All at once now!
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
Edited at: Monday, December 22, 2008 5:31:16 PM |
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| [guidogodoy] Monday, December 22, 2008 5:30:01 PM | |
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Come on? Where is the holiday spirit? All at once now!
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
Edited at: Monday, December 22, 2008 5:31:16 PM |
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| [ATILA] Monday, December 22, 2008 5:24:29 PM | |
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Hear the rime of the ancient mariner.
See his eye as he stops one of three.
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests.
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea. |
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And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale. |
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Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
to a place where nobody’s been.
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross.
Hailed in God’s name,
hoping good luck it brings. |
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And the ship sails on, back to the North
through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on. |
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The mariner kills the bird of good omen.
His shipmates cry against what he’s done,
but when the fog clears, they justify him
and make themselves a part of the crime. |
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Sailing on and on and North across the sea.
Sailing on and on and North
’till all is calm. |
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The albatross begins with its vengeance.
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner.
About his neck, the dead bird is hung. |
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And the curse goes on and on at sea.
And the curse goes on and on for them and me. |
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Narrative
"Day after day, day after day,
we stuck nor breath nor motion.
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean.
Water, water everywhere
and all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."
(Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1798-1834) |
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There, calls the mariner,
there comes a ship over the line,
but how can she sail
with no wind in her sails and no tide. |
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See… onward she comes
Onward she nears, out of the sun.
See… she has no crew
She has no life, wait but there’s two. |
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Death and she life in death,
they throw their dice for the crew.
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now.
Then … crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She… she, Life in Death.
She lets him live, her chosen one. |
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Narrative
"One after one by the star dogged moon,
too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang
and cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men
(and I heard nor sigh nor groan),
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
they dropped down one by one."
(Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1798-1834) |
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The curse it lives on in their eyes
The mariner he wished he’d die
along with the sea creatures,
but they lived on, so did he. |
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And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God’s creatures all of them too. |
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Then the spell starts to break.
The albatross falls from his neck.
Sinks down like lead into the sea.
Then down in falls comes the raiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin.
TAN.... tatata TON..... TAN...... TAN TON TAN!!!!........ |
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Hear the groans of the long dead seamen.
See them stir and they start to rise.
Bodies lifted by good spirits.
None of them speak
and they’re lifeless in their eyes. |
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And revenge is still sought,
penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on. |
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Now the curse is finally lifted
and the mariner sights his home.
Spirits go from the long dead bodies.
Form their own light and the mariner’s left alone. |
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And then a boat came sailing towards him.
It was a joy he could not believe.
The pilot’s boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto him. |
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And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea.
And the hermit shrives the mariner of his sins. |
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The mariner’s bound to tell of his story
To tell this tale wherever he goes
To teach God’s word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made. |
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And the wedding guest’s a sad and wiser man
and the tale goes on and on and on |
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| [METALMANJP] Monday, December 22, 2008 1:48:36 PM | |
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A QUANTUM LEAP FORWARD
IN TIME AND IN SPACE
THE UNIVERSE LEARNED TO EXPAND
THE MESS AND THE MAGIC
TRIUMPHANT AND TRAGIC
A MECHANIZED WORLD OUT OF HAND
COMPUTERIZED CLINIC
FOR SUPERIOR CYNICS
WHO DANCE TO A SYNTHETIC BAND
IN THEIR OWN IMAGE
THEIR WORLD IS FLASHING
NO WONDER THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND !
RUSH- NATURAL SCIENCE |
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| [scorpion01] Monday, December 22, 2008 10:24:39 AM | |
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| THE ALBUM A SMALL DEADLY SPACE BY FIGHT HAS SOME GREAT LYRICS |
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| [scorpion01] Monday, December 22, 2008 10:23:06 AM | |
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Raised by you,
You made me.
In your shadow,
Angry.
Like Father
Like Son
Mirror of your image.
Victim of your damage.
Like Father
Like Son
Like Father
Like Son
You gave me nothing
Like Father
But these memories are full.
Like Son
Is the back of your hand,
Like Father
All that I'll pass on?
Like Son
Here's what you've created.
Shattered,
Cracked,
And wasted.
Like Father
I want to know why.
Like Son
Like Father
The way that you treat me,
Like Son
Like Father
Eats away at your soul.
Like Son
And what's left is your conscience,
Like Father
That's a cancerous hole.
Like Son
I want to know why?
What I have done?
Where you a victim?
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| [scorpion01] Monday, December 22, 2008 10:19:07 AM | |
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I am I said
And I believe
I made it here for something
This is my time
I'm here and now
And I'll fight on
To get there
With prejudice in mind
Through fear nobody sees
Unwilling to accept
This ignorant disease.
By my own right
I have a dream
This is my life
I'm someone.
Look in my eyes
I'm everyman
Feel what I see
Inside you.
A damming of the facts
A way that's negative
Inside we're all the same
We have one live to live
The virus in the heart
Enough to seal your fate
Look deep at what you are
Itt's time to kill the hate
A narrow mind will give
A poisonned point of view
Take care of what you sow
The next one could be you
By opening the door
The end could be so sure
A joining of the hands
To seek and find a cure
I am I said
I am I said
I have a dream
I AM ALIVE
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| [adrianaec_88] Saturday, December 20, 2008 7:33:35 PM | |
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Don't you hear me crying
Take me in your arms again
Tell me that you're trying
Or is our love a lie
Love is blind
And love deceives you
You came along and captured me
Now I'm a prisoner of your eyes
Trapped in time
I cannot leave you
I'm just a prisoner of your eyes
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| [SkyRideR] Wednesday, December 17, 2008 12:02:02 PM | |
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"nostradamus got run over by a reindeer..." |
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| [METALMANJP] Wednesday, December 17, 2008 11:58:42 AM | |
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The slipping and sliding
corrosive subsiding
that withered and waned
till the world seemed all drained
fills the bay !
AWESOME ! |
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UND IHR WISST WAS ES IST