Hi,
Last week I heard this amazing Dutch song, and I translated the Dutch lyrics into English. If you want to listen to the song (in Dutch), go link.
Just to be clear: I did not create this myself, I just made the translation.
I think it very clear what the song is about, but it could be different for others, that's the beauty of it.
I would love to hear what you guys all think of it, so please comment!
Here it comes:
Suppose we do
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Suppose I would, here with you
Could you
Love, I couldn’t even
Not that I don’t
I, that I, oh my god
I can’t even say
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Wouldn’t that be weird?
Suppose we do
Suppose you and me
Maybe we could
So suppose
That you and I together
That you and me, just stop!
How could a person even
What are you saying? I wouldn’t know
I didn’t come up with this
You came and turned everything upside down
Suppose we do
- What, suppose?
It’s a question, asked by you
I’m just hoping
That it’s not
Say… just a wild
That you just thought
Ah you know what,
I’ll just bring it up
Because now that I’m
Panic, my love
You knew that
You knew that
You knew it!
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Suppose I would, here with you
Could you
Love, I couldn’t even
Not that I don’t
I, that I, oh my god
I can’t even say
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Wouldn’t that be weird?
But well,
Back to your question
Suppose we, no, not suppose, would you
Like you asked me
So would I
Then I say, quiet!
You had a question
You wanted an answer
Well, you will get it now
My god I can’t
But the answer is
I want to
I do!
Suppose we do
- What, suppose?
It’s a question, asked by you
I’m just hoping
That it’s not
Say… just a wild
That you just thought
Ah you know what,
I’ll just bring it up
Because now that I’m
Panic, my love
You knew that
You knew that
Suppose we do
Last week I heard this amazing Dutch song, and I translated the Dutch lyrics into English. If you want to listen to the song (in Dutch), go link.
Just to be clear: I did not create this myself, I just made the translation.
I think it very clear what the song is about, but it could be different for others, that's the beauty of it.
I would love to hear what you guys all think of it, so please comment!
Here it comes:
Suppose we do
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Suppose I would, here with you
Could you
Love, I couldn’t even
Not that I don’t
I, that I, oh my god
I can’t even say
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Wouldn’t that be weird?
Suppose we do
Suppose you and me
Maybe we could
So suppose
That you and I together
That you and me, just stop!
How could a person even
What are you saying? I wouldn’t know
I didn’t come up with this
You came and turned everything upside down
Suppose we do
- What, suppose?
It’s a question, asked by you
I’m just hoping
That it’s not
Say… just a wild
That you just thought
Ah you know what,
I’ll just bring it up
Because now that I’m
Panic, my love
You knew that
You knew that
You knew it!
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Suppose I would, here with you
Could you
Love, I couldn’t even
Not that I don’t
I, that I, oh my god
I can’t even say
Suppose we do
Suppose we really
Wouldn’t that be weird?
But well,
Back to your question
Suppose we, no, not suppose, would you
Like you asked me
So would I
Then I say, quiet!
You had a question
You wanted an answer
Well, you will get it now
My god I can’t
But the answer is
I want to
I do!
Suppose we do
- What, suppose?
It’s a question, asked by you
I’m just hoping
That it’s not
Say… just a wild
That you just thought
Ah you know what,
I’ll just bring it up
Because now that I’m
Panic, my love
You knew that
You knew that
Suppose we do
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?
true friends are hard to come by...
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
One night I dreamed I was wlking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there where two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints. This was bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I said to the Lord, "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life ther had only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?" The Lord replied, "The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.
I hope you guys liked this poem by Mary Stevenson. Plz commet :)
-Maiza
I hope you guys liked this poem by Mary Stevenson. Plz commet :)
-Maiza
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
"What of the dews of dawn,
Love's flower, what end is theirs ?"
"And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb's mouth unawares ?"
The Rose said to the Grave.
The Rose said, "In the shade
From the dawn's tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet."
"And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
More strangely than the dew,
To God's own angels new,"
The Grave said to the Rose.
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LA TOMBE DIT A LA ROSE
La tombe dit à la rose :
"Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?"
La rose dit à la tombe :
"Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?"
La rose dit : "Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l'ombre
Un parfum d'ambre et de miel."
La tombe dit : " Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m'arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !"