Welke songtekst ontroert jou tot tranen toe?

geen. Sorry.

Papa van Stef Bos. Voel al de tranen prikken tijdens het schrijven van dit bericht

Ik kan wel ontroert raken bij een liedje maar nooit tot tranen toe.

Toen ik net alleen kwam te staan met twee kleine kinderen:
Kom maar bij mij - Marco Borsato:

Kom maar bij mij
dan zet ik alles opzij
kom maar bij mij
huil lekker uit
en laat je tranen vrij

Zeg maar even niets
laat je ongedwongen gaan
stort je hart maar uit
en maak een einde aan je pijn

kom maar bij mij
slik nou je tranen niet door
want als je je uit hier zo bij mij
lucht dat je even op
dus kom maar even hier
en vertrouw me nou maar blind
open als een kind
misschien vergeet je je verdriet

hou me maar vast
en vertel me wat er is
ga je verdriet niet uit de weg
kom maar bij mij
voel je maar vrij
als je je pijn met me deelt
kom maar bij mij
ik droog je tranen
als je je openstelt

Ik vond het altijd al een heel mooi nummer, maar sinds ook op de uitvaart van m'n 20 jarige buurmeisje " Afscheid nemen bestaat niet" van Marco Borsato werd gedraaid houd ik het bij deze tekst echt niet meer droog.

Vlak na haar overlijden overleed ook m'n eigen moeder,dan krijgt zo'n nummer nog meer lading.

When I'm feeling down
and find myself in trouble
sick and tired of all the daily cares
when I'm close to tears with bringing up the children
I recall the days when I was young

And then I say this little prayer
looking at your picture standing there

Mother this is me, I have to say "I'm sorry"
for all the moments that I broke your heart
Mother, now I see what you've been going through
and that I am so much, so much like you

Different points of view
and other moral senses
bandied words, you solved it all so well
Now I follow you, it's not a bed of roses
many times I felt I was in hell

But then I said this little prayer
looking at your picture standing there

Mother this is me, I have to say "I'm sorry"
for all the moments that I broke your heart
Mother, now I see what you've been going through
and that I am so much, so much like you

I wished that you were here again
to talk about it all
'cause now I need your wisdom most of all

Mother this is me, I have to say "I'm sorry"
for all the moments that I broke your heart
Mother, now I see what you've been going through
and that I am so much, so much like you
(Oh mother don't you know? I miss you so)

Ik ben een huilie met muziek. Eigenlijk huil ik alleen met muziek verder eigenlijk nooit.
The River van Bruce Springsteen.
Black van Pearl Jam
Imagine John Lennon
1979 smashing Pumkins
U2 would you Come back
In the getto Elvis

Nou ja....het zijn er zoveel maar deze gegarandeerd het hoeft dan niet eens aan de tijd van de maand te liggen.

viavia2013 schreef: ↑

18-12-2020 17:26

Lief

Het is al 20 jaar geleden, maar als ik de tekst lees of het liedje hoor kan ik zo weer in janken uitbarsten

Tears in Heaven van Eric Clapton.
En ook wel In the Blood van John Mayer.

The great gig in the sky van Pink floyd.

mafalda schreef: ↑

18-12-2020 17:27

Ik ben een huilie met muziek. Eigenlijk huil ik alleen met muziek verder eigenlijk nooit.
The River van Bruce Springsteen.
Black van Pearl Jam
Imagine John Lennon
1979 smashing Pumkins
U2 would you Come back
In the getto Elvis

Nou ja....het zijn er zoveel maar deze gegarandeerd het hoeft dan niet eens aan de tijd van de maand te liggen.

Muziek is in feite ook emotie.
Voor iedere emotie is er wel muziek te vinden waarbij je je uit.
Beetje off topic, maar dit nummer vind ik bijvoorbeeld altijd zalig om te luisteren (en mee te schreeuwen) als ik woedend/ zwaar gefrustreerd ben:
Rage against the machine- killing in the name of (en dan vooral het laatste stuk):

Killing in the name of
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!
Uggh!

Niet vaak, maar de laatste waar ik tranen had waren krokodillentranen bij het nummer Sam Smith - Too Good At Goodbyes

Cecilie schreef: ↑

18-12-2020 17:28

Tears in Heaven van Eric Clapton.
En ook wel In the Blood van John Mayer.

Oooohhhh als je het verhaal erachter kent

Theamuts schreef: ↑

18-12-2020 17:32

Muziek is in feite ook emotie.
Voor iedere emotie is er wel muziek te vinden waarbij je je uit.
Beetje off topic, maar dit nummer vind ik bijvoorbeeld altijd zalig om te luisteren (en mee te schreeuwen) als ik woedend/ zwaar gefrustreerd ben:
Rage against the machine- killing in the name of (en dan vooral het laatste stuk):

Killing in the name of
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!
Uggh!

Is nu nog steeds actueel.

When I am laid, am laid in Earth,
May my wrongs create
No trouble in thy Breast
Remember me, remember me, but ah! forget my fate.

Als we het dan toch in combinatie met de muziek doen.