Saddest music you've heard

Oct 2016

'Seasons in the Sun' sung by Terry Jacks. not too well regarded now but at the time it was epic.
(I didn't realize the Kingston Trio originally did this)

'The Drugs Don't Work' by The Verve
about a friend (father?) dying of cancer
very beautiful. sadly obscure.

fans of Irish music will know 'A Pair of Brown Eyes'. I think originally by the Pogues but I like the Peter Case version better. great lyrics

I saw the streams, the rolling hills
Where his brown eyes were waiting
And I thought about a pair of brown eyes
That waited once for me...
And I heard the sounds of long ago
From the old canal
And the birds were whistling in the trees
Where the wind was gently laughing
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
For a pair of brown eyes
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deaf tuner

Ad Honoris
Oct 2013
One of the saddest, but I mean: saddest! moments in our lives is were we're left.

We're so marked, that we burry it deep, deep, trying to forget it. And let's face it, we never really forget it ....

Sometimes, someone out a text and a.melody on it, and either we hate it, as we're still not over it, either we love it. Love it comes usually later, when we somehow managed to get over it....

We feel it's over, we think what's done can be undone, we think asking, begging can bring her back ... men ... never understanding that when she leaves, we don't exist anylonger ...

Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier
Qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus et le temps perdu
À savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois à coups de pourquoi
Le cœur du bonheur

Ne me quitte pas ...

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps d'or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l'amour sera roi, où l'amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine

Ne me quitte pas ...

Ne me quitte pas
Je t'inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-la
Qui ont vu deux fois leurs cœurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai l'histoire de ce roi mort
De n'avoir pas pu te rencontrer

Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
D'un ancien volcan
Qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est, paraît-il
Des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir ne s'épousent-ils pas?

Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai là
À te regarder danser et sourire et
À t'écouter chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir l'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main
L'ombre de ton chien

Ne me quitte pas

*. *. *. *

Don't leave me
It must be forgotten
Everything can be forgotten
Who already escaped
Forgetting the times
Of misunderstandings
And the lost time
To know how
To forget those hours
That were killing sometimes
By force of reason
The heart of happiness

Don't leave me

I will offer you
Pearls of rain
Coming from countries
Where it does not rain
I will dig the ground
Till after my death
To cover your body
With gold and light
I will make a field
Where love will be king
Where love will be law
Where you will be queen

Don't leave me

I will invent for you
Words with no sense
That you will understand
I will tell you
About those lovers
Who saw two times
Their hearts hugging
I will tell you
The history of that king
Dead for not having
Been able to meet you

Don't leave me

We often saw
The fire rebounding
From the old volcano
That we thought it was too old
It seems it ( the volcano) is
From burned lands
Giving more grains
Than a better April
And when the evening comes
For a sky blazes
The red and the black
Don't get married

Don't leave me

I don't want to cry anymore
I don't want to talk anymore
I will hide myself there
To watch you
Dancing and smiling
And listening to you
Singing and then laughing
Let me become
The shadow of your shadow
The shadow of your hand
The shadow of your dog

Don't leave me
Don't leave me
Don't leave me
Don't leave me

When we leave her, it's a world falling apart. It's a world we're destroying.

She doesn't beg the one throwing to pieces her world.

She curses him.

Păi, cine iubește și lasă,
Cine iubește și lasă
Dumnezeu să-i dea pedeapsă,
Dumnezeu să-i dea pedeapsă:

Târâișul șarpelui
Și pasul gândacului,
Vâjâitul vântului,
Pulberea pământului,
Pulberea pământului.

Că furnica de-i furnică,
La trup mare, la cap mică,
Și la mijloc subțirică
De umblă pe sub pământ,
Tot se țâne1 de cuvânt,
Tot se țâne de cuvânt.

Hai, dar noi oameni botezați,
Dar noi oameni botezați,
De cuvânt suntem lăsați,
De cuvânt suntem lăsați.

* . * . * . *

The one who loves and leaves,
Let God punish him:

The crawling of the snake
The stepping of the bug,
The whizzing of the wind,
The dust of earth,

The dust of earth.

For the ant, even though it's an ant,
Such big body, so small head,
Walking under the earth,
It still holds its promise,

It does hold its promise.

Oh, as for us, baptized people,
Through the words are let down

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