1.Alpha Centauri
Der geist the spirit, der liebe of love
Erfuellt den kosmos fills the cosmos
Und der das all zusammenhaelt and
He who keeps the universe together
Kennt jeden laut knows every sound
Der geist steht auf the spirit rises
Und seine feine zerstieben
And his enemies dissintegrate
Und die Ihn hassen and those who hate him
Fliehen vor seinem angesicht flee from his sight
Sende aus deinen geist send out your spirit
Und leben entsteht and life begins to form
Und also and thus
Komm, geist, und erfuelle die come, spirit, and fill the
Herzen deiner menschen hearts of your people
Und entzuende in jedem das and light in everyone the
Feuer deines ewigen lebens fire of your eternal life
2.Atem
Atem 1973
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3.Cyclone
Bent Cold Sidewalk - Cyclone, 1978 By Steve Joliffe
[Transcribed by Chris (Microbe Maniac), Dave Datta, and Bob
Pietkivitch]
Clarifications compliments of Steve Joliffe 11-7-91
When I talk to the trees
O'great trees who have learned to speak slowly
I know that they believe that they have an answer
Then I walk in the city where I cannot hear it
When I talk to the city
I have already learned three answers
before I call the question
And slowly, I wish myself among trees
but can not hear myself wishing
When I talk to the people
who are the trees that grow in the city
they reply with a fond kindness, slowly
but there is no answer
for experience to be made by mistake
Upon this key, time will slide,
Beyond the lock, you lose your mind.
And as our door becomes open,
A rush of sound is found inside
Creating Dreams that pass you by.
You may live through your life a long long time..
But you will never know from where it came,
Yet all you've seen is what you've wanted to,
You're walking forward as you look behind,
Still watching those old memories fade and die...
This door is heavy, and is deeply stained,
With wasted tears, that try to fight in vain,
You may be sitting, feeling quite secure,
But listen carefully - and this key is yours -
For we can lead you far beyond that door...
there are dangers hidden, trust in that language
and it is precisely this conception that which must not be
changed
the epitome of our language is patterns containment of thought
and sound
I die to fight!!
I die to fight!!
I die to fight!!
Upon this key, time will slide,
Beyond each lock, you lose your mind.
And as our door becomes open,
A rush of sound is found inside -
Creating Dreams that pass you by..
Bent cold sidewalk, open the gate,
I may be late but I can no longer wait.
Stealing the crown that stood me up,
I'm laying the table with dusty plates.
Bent cold sidewalk, open the gate,
I may be late but I can no longer wait.
Playing the god to fix your gaze,
I'm holding you firm on another day.
Bent cold sidewalk, open the gate,
I may be late but I can no longer wait.
Rising Runner Missed By Endless Sender
[Transcribed by Chris (Microbe Maniac), Dave Datta, and Bob
Pietkivitch]
Clarifications compliments of Steve Joliffe 11-7-91
Rising runner missed by endless sender, never coming back,
Rising runner, never coming back, ever running over.
Rising runner, you're missed by the endless sender,
Howling winds dig in your ears,
Steely cold and never getting warm.
Hells Bells, you're alive
on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
Treading lightly, colored stones,
often losing sight of goals
embracing patterns long grown old
leaving space is hard to fold
4.Kiew Mission
Continent
Asia, Africa, Europe
Australia, America
(This is the)
Earth
Past, present, future
World
(That is)
Peace to understand
(Uncompleted)
To understand
(Completed)
To ask, to answer
To speak
To be absorbed in thought
The thought reader knows
Message
Communicating with friends
To exchange views
Boundlessness
Man
(Is a)
Rational being
Talk conversation
Man
(Is a)
Rational being
Talk conversation
5.Lady Greengrass
Lyricist：Michael Auerbach, Charlie Prince
She lifts her dress
And floats to dreamland
Makes love to the sky
She lets her hair hang down
As the weeds go round
Lady Greengrass
Puff the grass is tangerine
Puff the sky is suddenly green
Her eyes breath in a state of mind
She's beginning to fly
She's beginning to fly
Licking lollipops
Catching moon drops
Bright and beautiful
Big fat love-ins
Groovy free-ins
For lady Greengrass
Puff the trees turn tangerine
Puff the sky is suddenly green
Her eyes breath in a state of mind
She's beginning to fly
She's beginning to fly
She's beginning to fly
To fly, to fly, to fly, to fly
To fly, to fly
6.London
Artist：Tangerine Dream
Song：London
Album：Tyger
I wander thro' each charter'd street
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear：
How the Chimney-sweeper's cry
Every black'ning Church appalls,
And the hapless Soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls;
But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlot's curse
Blasts the new born Infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.
(Excerpt from 'AMERICA')
Rise and look out; his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are
open;
And let his wife and children return from the opressor's
scourge.
They look behind at every step and believe it is a dream,
Singing： 'The Sun has left his blackness, and has found a
fresher
morning,
And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear and cloudless night;
For Empire is no more, and now the Lion and Wolf shall
cease.'
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7.Loved By The Sun
Lyricist：Anderson John Roy, Franke Christopher G, Froese Edgar,
Schmoelling Johannes
I have seen the mystics play there once or twice
But I knew they had a reason
Enchantment plays its cards all right
Hand in hand with the working of the seasons
Legends can be now and forever
Teaching us to love for goodness sake
Legends can be now and forever
Loved by the sun, loved by the sun
Loved
Two and two go so close together
Whether there is hope that is torn apart
In the words of all that's singing
Hand in hand the beginning is at the start
Legends can be now and forever
Teaching us to love for goodness sake
Legends can be now and forever
Loved by the sun, loved by the sun
Loved
Who sings of all of love's eternity
Whose shines so bright
In all the songs of love's unending spells
Only lightning strikes all that's evil
Teaching us to love for goodness sake
Hear the music of love eternal
Teaching us to reach for goodness sake
Legends can be now and forever
Teaching us to love for goodness sake
Sweet songs of youth, the wise
The meeting of all wisdom
Sweet songs of youth, the wise
The meeting of all wisdom
Sweet songs of youth, the wise
The meeting of all wisdom
Sweet songs of youth, the wise
The meeting of all wisdom
To believe in the good in man
To believe in the good in man
To believe in the good in man
8.Love Of Mine
Lyricist：Michael Auerbach, Edgar Froese, Charlie Prince
I got the, got the, got the
Your skirt's so short that your thighs are showin'
You move so fine that gets me going
That mole on your thumb makes me lose my mind
You're everything baby, you're so divine
Up there
You're eyes so bright, like the moon they're glowin'
Your hands so soft that I keep moanin', ahh
Your hair so blond, your eyes are preyin'
There's no wonder why I'm sayin'
This love of mine
She's so divine
Here she comes
Your skirt's so short that your thighs are showin'
You move so fine, it gets me going
Your hell on your fan men, makes me lose my mind
You're everything baby, you're so divine
You're eyes so bright, like the moon they're glowin'
Your hands so soft that I keep moanin', I keep moanin'
Your hair so blond, your eyes are preyin'
There's no wonder why I'm sayin'
This love of mine
She's so divine
Keep on pushin'
9.Smile
Artist：Tangerine Dream
Song：The Smile
Album：Tyger
There is a smile of love,
And there is a smile of deceit;
And there is a smile of smiles
In which these two smiles meet.
And there is a frown of hate,
And there is a frown of disdain;
And there is a frown of frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain,
For it sticks in the heart's deep core,
And it sticks in the deep backbone;
And no smile that ever was smiled,
But only one smiles alone
That betwixt the cradle and grave
It only once smiled can be;
But when it once is smiled
There's no end to misery.
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10.The Fly
Artist：Tangerine Dream
Song：The Fly
Album：Tyger
Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.
Am not I
A fly like thee？
Or art not thou
A man like me？
For I dance
And drink and sing,
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing
If thought is life
And strength and breath,
And the want
Of thought is death,
Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live
Or if die.
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11.Tyger
Lyricist：Franke Christoph, Froese Edgar W, Haslinger Paul S
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes？
On what wings dare he aspire？
What the hand dare seize the fire？
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry？
And what shoulder, and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart？
And when thy heart began to beat
What dread hand and what dread feet？
What the hammer？ What the chain？
In what furnace was thy brain？
What the anvil, what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp？
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry？
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry？
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears
Did He smile his work to see？
Did He who made the Lamb make thee？
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry？
Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
12.Bent Cold Sidewalk
Lyricist：Christopher Franke, Edgar Froese, Steve Jolliffe
When I talk to the trees
Oh, great trees who have learned to speak slowly
I know that they believe that they have an answer
Then I walk in the city where I cannot hear it
When I talk to the city
I have already learned three answers
Before I call the question
And slowly I wish myself among trees
But cannot hear myself wishing
When I talk to the people
Who are the trees that grow in the city
They reply with a fond kindness, slowly
But there is no answer
For experience to be made by mistake
Upon this key, time will slide
Beyond the lock, you lose your mind
And as our door becomes open
A rush of sound is found inside
Creating dreams that pass you by
You may live through your life a long, long time
But you will never know from where it came
Yet all you've seen is what you've wanted to
You're walking forward as you look behind
Still watching those old memories fade and die
This door is heavy and is deeply stained
With wasted tears that try to fight in vain
You may be sitting, feeling quite secure
But listen carefully and this key is yours
For we can lead you far beyond that door
There are dangers hidden, trust in that language
And it is precisely this conception that
Which must not be changed
The epitome of our language is patterns
Containment of thought and sound
Shouting nonsense words
I die to fight, I die to fight
I die to fight
Shouting nonsense words
Upon this key, time will slide
Beyond each lock, you lose your mind
And as our door becomes open
A rush of sound is found inside
Creating dreams that pass you by
Bent cold sidewalk, open the gate
I may be late but I can no longer wait
Stealing the crown that stood me up
I'm laying the table with dusty plates
Bent cold sidewalk, open the gate
I may be late but I can no longer wait
Playing the God to fix your gaze
I'm holding you firm on another day
Bent cold sidewalk, open the gate
I may be late but I can no longer wait
Shouting nonsense words
13.Rising Runner Missed By Endless Sender
Lyricist：Franke Christoph, Froese Edgar W, Jolliffe Steven Ernest
Rising runner missed by endless sender
Never coming back
Rising runner never coming back
Ever running over
Rising runner
You're missed by the endless sender
Howling winds dig in your ears
Steely colder and never getting warm
Hell's bells, you're alive
On and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
Treading lightly colored stones
Often losing sight of goals
Embracing patterns long grown old
Leaving space is hard to fold
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