i want to know the story of a song ``C'était l'hiver``?
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Elle disait : "J'ai déjà trop marché\nShe said 'I've already walked too much\nMon cœur est déjà trop lourd de secrets\nMy heart is already too heavy with secrets\nTrop lourd de peines"\nto heavy with sorrows\nElle disait: "Je ne continue plus\nShe said I will not go on\nCe qui m'attend, je l'ai déjà vécu\nThat which waits me, I've already lived it\nC'est plus la peine"\nIt's more of the sorrow\n\nElle disait que vivre était cruel\nShe said that living was cruel\nElle ne croyait plus au soleil\nShe didn't believe in teh sun anymore\nNi aux silences des églises\nor teh silence of churches\nEt même mes sourires lui faisaient peur\nand even my smiles frightened him\nC'était l'hiver dans le fond de son cœur\nIt was winter in the melt of his heart\n(musique)\n\n\nLe vent n'a jamais été plus froid\nThe wind had never been more cold\nLa pluie plus violente que ce soir-là\nnor the rain more violent thab that night\nLe soir de ses vingt ans\nthe night of their 20 years\nLe soir où elle a éteint le feu\nThe night she put out the fire\nDerrière la façade de ses yeux\nBehind the frontage of their eyes\nDans un éclair blanc\nIn an white light\n\nElle a sûrement rejoint le ciel\nShe definately rejoined the heavenss\nElle brille à côté du soleil\nShe shines next to the sun\nComme les nouvelles églises\nLike the new churches\nEt si depuis ce soir-là je pleure\nAnd if after that night I cry\nC'est qu'il fait froid\nIt's that it's cold\nDans le fond de mon cœur\nIN teh meltying of my heart\n\nHope that helps!\n\nIO love translating stuff :D\n\nJess
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It's called heyday, it's sung by mic christopher. I have the CD single of it. He died before the song was used in the guinness ad.
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For the Eureka Seven part, i think the song ur talkin bout is called Storywriter by SUPERCAR. hope tat helps. :P
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Can't remember personally but this site is usually helpful.....\n\nhttp://www.songofthesalesman.co.uk/
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http://www.paroles.net/\n\nThis site will give you the lyrics of almost all french songs.\n\nIf you are really keen on learning french then the best thing would be: Joining Alliance francaise in your city. They have loads of cds of songs, movies and books to help you.
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The song is "No Place To Go" by Perri.  It came out in 1989.
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punky_terry_kay is correct.\nyou can find the lyrics there..if you want to download the song,try this one...\nhttp://www.gendou.com\nhttp://www.kceasy.com
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The song in question is "Hear My Name" by Armand Van Helden
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My friend went crazy looking for this too!  It is MC Solaar - "La Belle et La Bad Boy"
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It's a hunting song, I don't think anyone knows who wrote it, it's kind of like mary had a little lamb, here's a translation of the lyrics:\nLark, nice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you\nI will pluck you the head\nI will pluck you the head\nAnd the head, and the head Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you\nI will pluck you the nose\nI will pluck you the nose\nAnd the nose, and the nose Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you\nI will pluck you the eyes\nI will pluck you the eyes\nAnd the eyes, and the eyes Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you\nI will pluck you the neck\nI will pluck you the neck\nAnd the neck, and the neck Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you\nI will pluck you the wings\nI will pluck you the wings\nAnd the wings, and the wings Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you\nAlouette, nice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you\nI will pluck you the back\nI will pluck you the back\nAnd the back, and the back Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you\nI will pluck you the legs\nI will pluck you the legs\nAnd the legs, and the legs Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you Lark,\nnice Alouette Lark\nI will pluck you Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you\nI will pluck you the tail\nI will pluck you the tail\nAnd the tail, and the tail Alouette,\nAlouette O-o-o-o-oh Alouette,\nnice Alouette Lark I will pluck you
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If you know the name, try http://www.pagesjaunes.fr/pj.cgi?lang=en
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Ive never heard of the song. I would look up the band or the song to see if its hebrew or something and then find a site that can translate.
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Is this the story you're looking for?\n\nhttp://our.homewithgod.com/holyspirittemple/hummingbird.htm
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It's by Carl Orff and it's called Carmina Burana.\n\nBelow is a link to buy or just listen to it.
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its a Romanian song by ozone. it was actually very popular in Romania, i guess someone went to Romania and brought it back with them and eventually it got to that fat guy who dances to it.
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I'm reminded of this song because today is Nov. 11 (Veterans' Day or Remembrance Day, depending on where you live). It's called 'The Band Played Waltzing Matilda', written by Eric Bogle, I believe. The version I've heard was recorded by Liam Clancy. It tells of a young Australian lad who loved to travel around his country with his backpack, til he joined the army and was sent with the other Aussies to Gallipoli. He was one of the few who returned. It's a very sad song, yet also hauntingly beautiful.  It sums up the tragedy of war, which the young men thought would be such a great adventure.
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It's a very nice song, a kid from the school I work in just sang it last sunday for a grand parents show.\n I have put the lyrics on if you want them.\n\nRenaud      \nMistral gagnant\n    \nParoles: Renaud Séchan. Musique: Renaud Séchan, Franck Langolff   1985  "Mistral Gagnant"\n      \n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nA m'asseoir sur un banc cinq minutes avec toi\nEt regarder les gens tant qu'y en a\nTe parler du bon temps qu'est mort ou qui r'viendra\nEn serrant dans ma main tes p'tits doigts\nPis donner à bouffer à des pigeons idiots\nLeur filer des coups d' pieds pour de faux\nEt entendre ton rire qui lézarde les murs\nQui sait surtout guérir mes blessures\nTe raconter un peu comment j'étais mino\nLes bonbecs fabuleux qu'on piquait chez l' marchand\nCar-en-sac et Minto, caramel à un franc\nEt les mistrals gagnants\n\nA r'marcher sous la pluie cinq minutes avec toi\nEt regarder la vie tant qu'y en a\nTe raconter la Terre en te bouffant des yeux\nTe parler de ta mère un p'tit peu\nEt sauter dans les flaques pour la faire râler\nBousiller nos godasses et s' marrer\nEt entendre ton rire comme on entend la mer\nS'arrêter, r'partir en arrière\nTe raconter surtout les carambars d'antan et les cocos bohères\nEt les vrais roudoudous qui nous coupaient les lèvres\nEt nous niquaient les dents\nEt les mistrals gagnants\n\nA m'asseoir sur un banc cinq minutes avec toi\nEt regarder le soleil qui s'en va\nTe parler du bon temps qu'est mort et je m'en fou\nTe dire que les méchants c'est pas nous\nQue si moi je suis barge, ce n'est que de tes yeux\nCar ils ont l'avantage d'être deux\nEt entendre ton rire s'envoler aussi haut\nQue s'envolent les cris des oiseaux\nTe raconter enfin qu'il faut aimer la vie\nEt l'aimer même si le temps est assassin\nEt emporte avec lui les rires des enfants\nEt les mistrals gagnants\nEt les mistrals gagnants\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n[18463]  http://www.paroles.net - Texte soumis aux Droits d'Auteur - Réservé à un usage privé ou éducatif.\n\nTranslation : \n\nTo sit with you on a bench for five minutes\nLooking at people as long as there are\nTo talk to you about the good times that are dead or that will return\nTightening your little fingers in my hand\nGive food to the idotic pigeons\nPretending to kick them\nTo hear your laughter crawling lazy over the the walls\nWhat certainly heals my wounds\nTo tell you a little how I was valued for less\nThe fabulous delicacy which we stole from the merchant \nCar-en-Sac and mint, caramel at one franc\nAnd the gaining mistrals\n\nA bonbec = someone who tastes delicacy\nmistral = is a very cold and dry strong wind that comes down from the Rhône valley and goes towards the south of France. (so coming from landinwards towards the open sea)\n\nThis translation might not be a 100 procent correct, the best I could do, I hope it helped.\n\nCar-en-sac I did not find any translation for that (probably a little bag where they put in the sweets they bought, like a little paperbag)(carry on bag)\n\nGood luck, bonne chance