Hallo, ich möchte heute mal wieder mit einigen Songtexten von Michel Montecrossa’s ‘Peace & Climate Concert Tour’ weitermachen. Diese und noch mehr Texte und Gedichte finden sich auf der sehr empfehlenswerten Seite des Cybersamurai Poets Online Meeting
www.cybersamurai.net/Meeting/ – Hier sind die Texte von War kills, I’m the Voice of Peace und Earth & Peace – alle 3 Lieder von Michel Montecrossa – siehe
www.MichelMontecrossa.com und ‘Freiheit durch Mut’ von Mirakali
Hello, today, I want to continue with some lyrics of Michel Montecrossa’s ‘Peace & Climate Concert Tour’. These lyrics along with many beautiful poems and texts can be found on the site of the Cybersamurai Poets Online Meeting
www.cybersamurai.net/Meeting/ Here are the lyrics for War kills, I’m the Voice of Peace and Earth & Peace – all 3 songs by Topical Songwriter Michel Montecrossa – see
www.MichelMontecrossa.com
and ‘Freiheit durch Mut’ a song by Cyber Rockess Mirakali
War kills in business.
War kills at home.
You know the answer, honey,
but you do the wrong.
What will you do when killers come to you?
We’ve gone a long way, still don’t know what to do.
War kills for sure, is dirty business.
But business is strong and you want your easiness.
What will you do when killers come to you?
You don’t know and nobody will know you.
War kills even lovers when they turn to hate.
You can’t find a job when you make mistakes.
What will you do when killers come to you?
If you don’t care for others, nobody cares for you.
War kills everybody, is strong with deadly doom.
If you don’t want to be true, what else you want to do?
What will you do when killers come to you?
If you don’t want to listen, nobody listens to you.
War is no good story, hides the answer from within.
Stay with your lovers and make them all a-sing.
What will you do when sunshine comes to you?
I guess you know the answer and me I’m happy too.
(© 2007 Michel Montecrossa)
I’m the voice of peace,
the voice of knowledge
and not of ignorance.
I’m the voice of hope,
the voice of love
and not of dope.
I’m the voice of freedom,
the voice of light
and not of fight.
I’m the voice of friendship,
the voice of givin’
and not of takin’.
I’m the voice of strength,
the voice of change
and not of pain.
I’m the voice of joy,
the voice of bliss
and not of doom.
I’m the voice of soul,
the voice of all
and not of the fall.
I’m the voice of union,
the voice of growin’
and not of failin’.
I’m the voice of life,
the voice of enjoyin’
and not of denyin’.
I’m the voice of future,
the voice of doin’
and not of refusin’.
I’m the voice of the globe,
the voice of the call
and not of war.
(© 2007 Michel Montecrossa)
Größe durch Freiheit,
Weite durch Kraft,
tiefgründig das Leuchten,
Geheimnis die Macht.
Jeder Tropfen deines Blutes
für ein Leben,
für ein Lächeln,
die verstehen:
Kostbar ist jeder Augenblick,
kostbar der Liebe Blick,
kostbar, dass du nie vergisst,
was dich bewegt,
auf welche Reise du gehst,
was du fühlst,
was du gibst,
wen du triffst,
dass nie die Dunkelheit dich erdrückt,
dass nie der Zweifel dich erstickt,
dass dein Traum niemals stirbt.
Freiheit durch Mut,
Liebe ist die ewige Glut.
(© 2007 Mirakali)
No earth without peace. No peace without earth.
I’m takin’ care of you in my way.
No earth without danger. No peace without pain.
Moist and playful is the dew on your hands.
No man without war. No madness without love.
Dirt of the dead is in your heart.
Your eyes, red with hate, don’t see tomorrow’s grace.
No earth without peace. No peace without earth.
Bullets with flesh. Dead bodies cry in gray.
You don’t want to hear. You want to stay.
You are cheap, you are rich, you know ugly tricks.
No wonder all the spirits repossess their earthly gifts.
I’m kissed by the wind and embraced by the storm.
The temperature is fallin’ and I’m freezin’ to the bone.
The farmland is a-burnin’ and everything is wrong.
You won’t find the answer if you are all alone.
No earth without balance. No balance without hope.
I’m takin’ care of you ’cause I see you’re hangin’ on a rope.
Nature knows the answer. I can only give you love.
Nature is the answer if you want to hear at all.
No earth without peace. No peace without earth.
I’m takin’ care of you in my way.
No earth without danger. No peace without pain.
Moist and playful is the dew on your hands.
(© 2007 Michel Montecrossa)