Lift up the receiver, I´ll make you a believer.29.04.07
Das Thema des heutigen Abends.
Ich glaube, ´nicht froh´ triffts ganz gut.
Und obwohl sich der Text eigentlich oberflächlich um was anderes dreht, geht es trotzdem um mein Thema.
ja nun,sometimes the solution is worse than the problem...(again)
Early one morning with time to kill
I borrowed Jeb's rifle and sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider crossing the plain
I drew a bread on him to practice my aim
My brother's rifle went off in my hand
A shot rang out across the land
The horse he kept running, the rider was dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
I set off running to wake from the dream
My brother's rifle went into the stream
I kept on running into the salt lands
And that's where they found me, my head in my hands
The sheriff he asked me "Why had I run"
And then it came to me just what I had done
And all for no reason, just one piece of lead
I hung my head, I hung my head
Here in the courthouse, the whole town was there
I see the judge high up in his chair
"Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind
And we'll ask the jury what verdict they find"
"I felt the power of death over life
I orphaned his children I widowed his wife
I beg their forgiveness I wish I was dead"
I hung my head, I hung my head
Early one morning with time to kill
I see the gallows up on the hill
And out in the distance a trick of the brain
I see a lone rider crossing the plain
And he comes to fetch me to see what they done
And we'll ride together til Kingdom come
I pray for God's mercy for soon I'll be dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
I hung my head - Sting
Ich glaube, ´nicht froh´ triffts ganz gut.
Und obwohl sich der Text eigentlich oberflächlich um was anderes dreht, geht es trotzdem um mein Thema.
ja nun,sometimes the solution is worse than the problem...(again)
Early one morning with time to kill
I borrowed Jeb's rifle and sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider crossing the plain
I drew a bread on him to practice my aim
My brother's rifle went off in my hand
A shot rang out across the land
The horse he kept running, the rider was dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
I set off running to wake from the dream
My brother's rifle went into the stream
I kept on running into the salt lands
And that's where they found me, my head in my hands
The sheriff he asked me "Why had I run"
And then it came to me just what I had done
And all for no reason, just one piece of lead
I hung my head, I hung my head
Here in the courthouse, the whole town was there
I see the judge high up in his chair
"Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind
And we'll ask the jury what verdict they find"
"I felt the power of death over life
I orphaned his children I widowed his wife
I beg their forgiveness I wish I was dead"
I hung my head, I hung my head
Early one morning with time to kill
I see the gallows up on the hill
And out in the distance a trick of the brain
I see a lone rider crossing the plain
And he comes to fetch me to see what they done
And we'll ride together til Kingdom come
I pray for God's mercy for soon I'll be dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
I hung my head - Sting
