How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) -13 dagar kvar

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My oh my -18 dagar kvar

I believe in woman, my oh my
I believe in lovin’, my oh my
Don’t a women need a man, try and catch one if you can
I believe in woman, my oh my

We all need someone to talk to my oh my
We all need someone to talk to my oh my
Ya need a shoulder to cry on, call me I’ll be standing by
We all need someone to talk to my oh my

We all need a lot of lovin’ my oh my
Yeah, a whole lot of lovin’ my oh my
I can lend a helpin’ hand if you ain’t go nothing planned
We all need some lovin’ my oh oh

So let’s all swing together my oh my
We can all swing together my oh my
You’ve got troubles on your own, no need to face them all alone
We can all swing together my oh my

So let’s all pull together my oh my
So let’s all pull together my oh my
We can ride the stormy weather, if we all get out and try
So let’s all pull together my oh my
So let’s all pull together my oh myyyyyy….

Slade

Över Berg och Dal-23 dagar kvar

Över berg och dal som en mjuk koral drar sommarn över vårt land.
Livet flödar fram såsom sav i stam, såsom bäck emot havets strand.
Så lev Guds nu.
Av Guds nåd får du ta emot var stund ur hans hand.
Livet flödar fram
såsom sav i stam,
såsom bäck emot havets strand.

Minns att var sekund är en liten stund av evigheten hos Gud,
och när dagen lång du hör fåglars sång hör du himmelens egna ljud.
Så lev Guds nu.
Av Guds nåd får du ta emot var stund ur hans hand.
och när dagen lång
du hör fåglars sång
hör du himmelens egna ljud.

Och när dagens ljus från Guds eget hus nu flödar över din dag,
minns att rätt och frid i vår egen tid ska få spegla Guds kärleks lag.
Så lev Guds nu.
Av Guds nåd får du ta emot var stund ur hans hand.
Minns att rätt och frid
i vår egen tid
ska få spegla Guds kärleks lag.

Text och musik: T Littmarck 1988

I Wanna grow old with you – 28 dagar kvar

I wanna make you smile,
Whenever you’re sad.
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad.
All I wanna do,
Is grow old with you.

I’ll get you medicine,
When your tummy aches.
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks.
Oh it could be so nice,
Growin’ old with you.

I’ll miss you, kiss you,
Give you my coat when you are cold.
Need you, feed you.
Even let you hold the remote control.
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink.
Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink.
Oh I could be the man,
Who grows old with you.

I wanna grow old with you.


Adam Sandler

O tell me the truth about love – 33 dagar kvar

Some say love’s a little boy,
And some say it’s a bird,
Some say it makes the world go around,
Some say that’s absurd,
And when I asked the man next-door,
Who looked as if he knew,
His wife got very cross indeed,
And said it wouldn’t do.

Does it look like a pair of pyjamas,
Or the ham in a temperance hotel?
Does its odour remind one of llamas,
Or has it a comforting smell?
Is it prickly to touch as a hedge is,
Or soft as eiderdown fluff?
Is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?
O tell me the truth about love.

Our history books refer to it
In cryptic little notes,
It’s quite a common topic on
The Transatlantic boats;
I’ve found the subject mentioned in
Accounts of suicides,
And even seen it scribbled on
The backs of railway guides.

Does it howl like a hungry Alsatian,
Or boom like a military band?
Could one give a first-rate imitation
On a saw or a Steinway Grand?
Is its singing at parties a riot?
Does it only like Classical stuff?
Will it stop when one wants to be quiet?
O tell me the truth about love.

I looked inside the summer-house;
It wasn’t over there;
I tried the Thames at Maidenhead,
And Brighton’s bracing air.
I don’t know what the blackbird sang,
Or what the tulip said;
But it wasn’t in the chicken-run,
Or underneath the bed.

Can it pull extraordinary faces?
Is it usually sick on a swing?
Does it spend all its time at the races,
or fiddling with pieces of string?
Has it views of its own about money?
Does it think Patriotism enough?
Are its stories vulgar but funny?
O tell me the truth about love.

When it comes, will it come without warning
Just as I’m picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my toes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.

 

Fur Immer – 38 Dagar Kvar

Bleib’ dir treu
Niemals auseinandergeh’h
Werden zueinandersteh’n
Fur immer

Keine macht
Wird uns jemals trennen
Werde wie ein tier drum kampfen
Du lernst mich kennen!

Denn freunde geh’n mir uber alles-immer-
Ich werd’ immer fur dich sein -fur immer-
Deep inside my heart -fur immer-
V deep inside my heart -fur immer-
Deep inside my heart -i see you and me

So lange zeit
Sehn’ ich dich -geborgenheit-
In freiheit

Mut und kraft
Fuhren mich durch jeden tag
Begleiten uns in tiefster nacht
-bald geschafft !-

Ich wurd’ mein leben
Fur dich geben -immer-
Werden alles ubersteh’n -fur immer-
Deep inside my heart -fur immer-
Deep inside my heart -fur immer-
Deep inside my heart …

There’s a message in this sound
Hay una promessa en el sonido
Fur immer zusammen
Werden uns niemals trennen
-uns niemals trennen !-

Fur immer


Doro