May God's bless and keep you always May your wishes all come true May you always do for others And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung May you stay May you stay forever young
Dylan ist der Größte - ohne ihn gäbe es nur die Texte, die seit einigen Jahrzehnten leider wieder überhand : nehmen. Bob bleibt für immer jung. Und seine Texte frisch: Sometimes even the President of the United States has ro stay naked" (Aus dem Kopf zitiert)
Dear Mr. President Come take a walk with me Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why? Dear Mr. President Were you a lonely boy? (Are you a lonely boy?) Are you a lonely boy? (Are you a lonely boy?) How can you say No child is left behind? We're not dumb, and we're not blind They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye? Let me tell you 'bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you 'bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you 'bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high? Dear Mr. President You'd never take a walk with me Would you?
Forever young
AntwortenLöschenMay God's bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay
May you stay forever young
Dylan ist der Größte - ohne ihn gäbe es nur die Texte, die seit einigen Jahrzehnten leider wieder überhand : nehmen. Bob bleibt für immer jung. Und seine Texte frisch: Sometimes even the President of the United States has ro stay naked" (Aus dem Kopf zitiert)
AntwortenLöschenDear Mr. President
AntwortenLöschenCome take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy? (Are you a lonely boy?)
Are you a lonely boy?
(Are you a lonely boy?)
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb, and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you?
Lieber alt sein und jung aussehen als jung sein und alt aussehen!
AntwortenLöschenKlospruch
Diejenigen, die jung sein werden, wenn sie alt sind, müssen alt sein, wenn sie jung sind.
AntwortenLöschenJohn Ray (1628 - 1705), englischer Naturwissenschaftler, Philosoph und Theologe