“Your blissful melody has touched me so, In ways that no human knows. You played with me for so long, My dearest friend, and my Guardian. Tell me now when the ending is nigh, Will you ever let me be, Will you ever let me see, The wonders of life, The wonders of beyond, Secrets that hide in the unknown. The cruel touch of death, Leaves no man unharmed, With its monstrous stomach, It’s hungry all the time. With its scythe it reaps, The life force of the living, It spares not a child, A puppy, nor a fool. I rise and I rise, Yearning for the life, Fighting against time, With all that I’ve got. The sound of death, Of an endless agony, Of torturous chambers, Deep below the Earth, Hidden far away, In another dimension. You’ve tricked me so well, With your Master Plan, For moments I’ve believed it to be true, But I died when I was twenty-two.”
Sad Violin.
English
The lyrics convey a sense of sadness, despair, and contemplation. There is a deep emotional intensity in the words, reflecting on mortality, the unknown, and the inevitability of death.
This song would be fitting for a tragic scene in a movie or a theatre production. It could also be used in a reflective moment in a storytelling podcast or a dramatic music performance.
The music style of 'Sad Violin' complements the somber lyrics by providing a melancholic and poignant atmosphere. The use of violin as the main instrument enhances the emotional impact of the song.
musica gospel relacionando a verdade absoluta que é a verdede de Deus, igreja ouve oq o espirito diz as igrejas, e essas profecias não estao seladas. Tendo como base o livro de apocalipse Igreja, ouça o que o Espírito diz, A verdade absoluta, nosso Deus nos diz. Seu amor e justiça, para sempre reinará, Nosso Salvador, em breve voltará. A verdade do homem é relativa e muda, Mas a Tua, ó Deus, é eterna e fiel. Com corações humildes, Te adoramos, Tua verdade absoluta, proclamamos, Emanuel.
Couplet 1 : Dans les brumes glaciales de Selkjid, il est né, Un enfant nordique, des terres où la neige ne fond jamais, Son enfance volée par la guerre et le feu, Il a vu sa mère tomber sous le coup des envieux. Pré-Refrain : À treize ans, il a pris les armes, Pour venger les siens, il a juré de semer l'alarme, Dans l'armée de la Marche Blanche, il a forgé son destin, Devenant un guerrier redoutable, sous un ciel assassin. Refrain : Friedrich Schlöss, du nord glacial, Ton nom résonne dans le vent hivernal, Héros forgé par le sang et la peine, Aujourd'hui, tu braves les monstres et la haine. Couplet 2 : Les années de guerre ont sculpté son cœur de pierre, Mais derrière ce masque, une flamme est née, sincère, Après la bataille, il a choisi une nouvelle voie, La Guilde d'Urion, où son âme trouve sa foi. Pré-Refrain : Aider les faibles, traquer les bêtes, Ses exploits font écho à travers la planète, Il cherche la rédemption, une cause juste à défendre, Le plus grand chasseur de monstres, rien ne peut l'ébranler. Refrain : Friedrich Schlöss, du nord glacial, Ton nom résonne dans le vent hivernal, Héros forgé par le sang et la peine, Aujourd'hui, tu braves les monstres et la haine. Pont : Dans les ténèbres de la nuit, il chasse sans peur, Un protecteur des opprimés, avec une force intérieure, Sa légende s'écrit dans les cieux étoilés, Friedrich Schlöss, ton destin est scellé. Refrain : Friedrich Schlöss, du nord glacial, Ton nom résonne dans le vent hivernal, Héros forgé par le sang et la peine, Aujourd'hui, tu braves les monstres et la haine. Outro : Selkjid te salue, fils de l'hiver, Ton combat continue, ta légende prospère, Friedrich Schlöss, ton nom gravé dans l'histoire, Un héros du Nord, à jamais dans notre mémoire.
Des terres glacées du Nord, Friedrich vient, Barbare fier, au cœur vaillant, Pour prouver sa valeur de guerrier, Il rejoint Orion, avec ferveur et fierté. Friedrich, le barbare sans peur, Sa hache brille, dans la lueur, Avec la guilde, il combat sans fin, Implacable, il trace son chemin. Les montagnes résonnent de ses exploits, Chaque ennemi tremble sous sa loi, Ses frères d'armes, il protège avec ardeur, Sa force et sa volonté, sa plus grande fureur. Dans les batailles, il mène la charge, Sa détermination, rien ne peut fendre, Les chants des anciens le portent haut, Friedrich avance, invincible héros.
Va dire a Rome la sanglante Que ses alliés d'avant sont devenus des hommes Que son temps va finir Va dire a Rome Que rien ne peut nous retenir Va dire a Rome la mourante Que tout ce qui remue sur la terre où nous sommes Est forcément mortelle Va dire a Rome Qu'il n'y a pas de ville éternelle Ma musique a changé de ton On s'appelle Les LINGONS Souviens toi de ce nom
A wounded healer is a rare thing Most take the pain and try to escape Others internalize and get sick One who projects and protects others is a wounded healer We all have struggles and a cross to bear as I have been told by a wise man The belief that we have the misconceptions also are like an onion We peal off the layers to get to the core May are too afraid or distracted to get to the heart of the issues that plague us A wounded healer can reach inside and try reveal the struggle The time to relief the trauma and wound is a long process A wounded healer can aid you to reveal the issue Time and more time and serving others we can overcome the trauma that bound us The sin nature we do is an escape from the pain and ego that contains The patterns we show and the motives we have are a reflection of the pain and suffering A wounded healer can promote the healing yet you have to do the work alone A wounded healer can aid near by yet again you have to do the work alone Once you get to the core then work can be done and growth and freeing occur
In the moon's gentle glow, your eyes I find, A love so true, forever intertwined. Through starlit skies and endless dreams, You're the melody in my heart's sweet streams. Every whisper, every touch divine, In your arms, this heart of mine. Through the trials that time may bring, With you, my love, eternally I'll sing. In the dance of life, hand in hand we sway, Each moment with you, a sunlit day. Forevermore, in love's embrace, Our souls entwined, a timeless grace. In the quiet hours, when night descends, Your laughter echoes, my heart amends. With every breath, with every sigh, You're the reason for this love that won't die. Through the seasons, through joy and tears, Together we'll face all our fears. In your eyes, I see our forever, A love so strong, we'll leave never.
සිදුරල සේයා, හද මායා පැතු පැතුමන් සනහා ඔබ ආ .. දා. .... මතකේ මා නෑ යන්නේ මැකිලා... ආදර ලෝකේ...ගිනිසිළු ජායා මා හද තනිවේ...සුසුමක් පාරා ශෘංගාර ප්රේමී නුරාවේ පෙම්වන්ත දෑතින් මිදී ඒ කල්පයක් සේ මා දවාවී කිදුරංගනා.... ඉකි බිඳිනා රෑ මැදියම් යම ගීයක් අමුණා ඔබට ගයන්නම් මාව ඇසේ නම් හද සනසන්නම් පෙරලෙස ඒ නම් කිඳුරංගනා ශෘංගාර ප්රේමී නුරා මුතු වරුසා විසිරී ගියා
দুইয়ের নামতা শিখবো আজ, গাইবো সুরে, ছন্দ বাজ। দুই একে দুই, খুশিতে নাচবো সবার মুখে হেসে উঠুক রুই। দুই দুগুণে চার, খেলাধুলা করবো, বৃষ্টিতে দিবো পার। দুই তিনে ছয়, গান গাইবো সবাই, হাততালি দাও ভাই। দুই চারে আট, বাগানে যাবো, ফুল তুলবো সারা রাত। দুই পাঁচে দশ, গল্পের আসর জমবে রংমশ। দুই ছয়ে বারো, বন্ধুদের নিয়ে হই হই সারা। দুই সাতে চৌদ্দ, স্কুলের পরে খেলবো মাঠে, ছুটবো দৌড়ে। দুই আটে ষোল, জলতরঙ্গ বাজিয়ে দাও, গান ধরো তোল। দুই নয়ে আঠারো, মজার খেলা খেলবো, ভাববো না আর কিছুর চিন্তা। দুই দশে বিশ, মিষ্টি মুখ করো সবাই, হাসো আর গাও সারি। এই হলো দুইয়ের নামতা, গাইতে গাইতে শিখবো, ছন্দে ছন্দে চলবো পথটা।
The illness of man is due to the lack of connection to the creator The ego prevents one from connecting to the everlasting source of favor We are lost in sin and toil with deception Our days are a empty and we fill only pity of ourselves We serve the self and deny our brothers We reject Gods path and joy and fruits of his spirt We blindly think we are in control and crash and burn at every turn The days are numbered and some are veiled Too many sins indulged in as we toil and strive for an un attainable happiness that never will be I look to the past and into the future denying the present that God wants us to inhabit The ego and self separate me from the creator I live in fear and unhappiness as i sin and turn my back upon the heavenly creator I can connect by bowing my head and praying to our lord and savor, we never let me down
The illness of man is due to the lack of connection to the creator The ego prevents one from connecting to the everlasting source of favor We are lost in sin and toil with deception Our days are a empty and we fill only pity of ourselves We serve the self and deny our brothers We reject Gods path and joy and fruits of his spirt We blindly think we are in control and crash and burn at every turn The days are numbered and some are veiled Too many sins indulged in as we toil and strive for an un attainable happiness that never will be I look to the past and into the future denying the present that God wants us to inhabit The ego and self separate me from the creator I live in fear and unhappiness as i sin and turn my back upon the heavenly creator I can connect by bowing my head and praying to our lord and savor, we never let me down
