Sangtekster onsdag

Morgen-kanon

1. Morgenen er her!
Morgenen er her!
Dagen kommer til dig, den kommer til mig.
Morgenen er her!

Papirsklip

Kim Larsen

1. Når nu min verden bliver kold og forladt
finder jeg trøst i min kæreste skat
klipper motiver med drømme og saks
papirsilhuetter af den fineste slags.
Livet er langt
lykken er kort
salig er den der tør give det bort.

2. Her er et af min far og min mor
de som gav mig til denne jord
kærlige kys og en duft af jasmin
altid solskin og sødeste min.
Livet er langt ...

3. Her er et af min bedste ven
utallige klip går igen og igen
et aldrig færdigt eller fuldendt motiv
sort silhuet af kvinden i mit liv.
Livet er langt ...

4. Domine et sanctus
Domine et sanctus
Domine et sanctus

5. Når nu min verden bliver kold og forladt
finder jeg trøst i min kæreste skat
klipper motiver med drømme og saks
papirsilhuetter af den fineste slags.
Livet er langt ...

Hallelujah

Leonard Cohen

1. I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

2. Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

3. Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

4. There was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
I: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah :I

5. Maybe there’s a God above
but all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
And it’s not a cry you can hear at night
it's not somebody who’s seen the light
it's a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
I: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah :I