Den tristeste sangtråden som finnes

[Skilpadda]

Opprinnelig lagt inn av rajraj, her.

Det er "Seasons in the sun" av Terry Jacks opprinnelig.

Av Jacques Brel opprinnelig, faktisk (men da på fransk). I likhet med "Ne me quitte pas", som også er rimelig trist.

[Fluke]

"Tyven tyven" er også veldig trist.

[Divine]

Opprinnelig lagt inn av Skilpadda, her.

I likhet med "Ne me quitte pas", som også er rimelig trist.

Ja, trøste og bære. Ikke akkurat noen gladlåt, nei.

Jeg blir for øvrig helt dårlig av å høre på

(Kilde: youtube.com)

av Sinead O'Connor.

SINEAD O'CONNOR
THREE BABIES

Each of these
My three babies
I will carry with me
For myself
I ask no one else will be
Mother to these three
And of course
I'm like a wild horse
But there's no other way I could be
Water and feed
Are not tools that I need
For the thing that I've chosen to be
In my soul
My blood and my bones
I have wrapped your cold bodies around me
The face on you
The smell of you
Will always be with me
Each of these
My three babies
I was not willing to leave
Though I tried
I blasphemed and denied
I know they will be returned to me
Each of these
My babies
Have brought you closer to me
No longer mad like a horse
I'm still wild but not lost
From the thing that I've chosen to be
And it's `cause you've thrilled me
Silenced me
Stilled me
Proved things I never believed
The face on you
The smell of you
Will always be with me
Each of these
My three babies
I will carry with me
For myself
I ask no one else will be
Mother to these three

[Nessie]

"Mitt hjerte alltid vanker" (med Carola) får meg alltid til å gråte.

Sånn egentlig er det ikke så mye som skal til når det gjelder musikk og tårer til meg.

[Anne]

Ave Maria
Av lengtan til deg - Åsa Jinder
Sista morgonen - Niklas Strømstedt
För deg - Lars Winnerback
Se på mig - Jan Johansen
Quite Emotional - Madrugada

[Maverick]

Hulk. Hva var dette for slags tråd å trekke opp fra glemselen.

Jeg kan tilføye siden sist:

"So ro"
"I cried for you" - Katie Melua
"Don't want to miss a thing" - Aerosmith
"Narkoman" - Jokke

[Milfrid]

The hardest part med Coldplay gjør meg frytelig trist. Den minner meg om hvor nær vi var til å gi alt opp og går hver vår vei:

And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
Was the hardest part

And the strangest thing
Was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start

I could feel it go down
Bittersweet, I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the cloud
Oh and I
I wish that I could work it out

And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
You really broke my heart

And I tried to sing
But I couldn’t think of anything
And that was the hardest part

I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
You're a silver lining the clouds
Oh and I
Oh and I
I wonder what it’s all about
I wonder what it’s all about

Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it's just comes undone
And everything is torn apart

Oh and it’s the hardest part
That’s the hardest part
Yeah that’s the hardest part
That’s the hardest part

Og disse:

Lover of mine, Alanah Myles
Daffodil lament, Cranberries
Knowing me, knowing you, ABBA

[Milfrid]

Og "Fix you" med Coldplay, den griner jeg nesten enda av når jeg hører den

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse?

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worst?

Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones,
And I will try to fix you,

High up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

[Toffskij]

Tim Hardin: «How can we hang on to a dream». (Sanger skal være triste.)

[TGM]

Jeg snufser meg gjennom Alicia Keys om dagen jeg. Sangen No one har vært forferdelig å høre på, men nå gjør den bare godt.

[Sitron]

Jeg syns In the ghetto er ganske trist og det helt uten å digge Elvis.

[Aminta]

In the Ghetto er trist ja, også kom jeg på en til, Blink 182s Adam's song;

I never thought I'd die alone
I laughed the loudest who'd have known
I traced the cord back to the wall
No wonder it was never plugged in at all
I took my time, I hurried up
The choice was mine, I didn't think enough
I'm too depressed, to go on
You'll be sorry when I'm gone

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never thought I'd die alone
Another six months I'll be unknown
Give all my things to all my friends
You'll never set foot in my room again
You'll close it off, board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never conquered, rarely came
Tomorrow holds such better days
Days when I can still feel alive
When I can't wait to get outside
The world is wide, the time goes by
The tour is over, I'd survived
I can't wait till I get home
To pass the time in my room alone

[rajraj]

Er det ingen som har nevnt Bohemian Rhapsody av Queen ennå?

[Aminta]

Opprinnelig lagt inn av rajraj, her.

Er det ingen som har nevnt Bohemian Rhapsody av Queen ennå?

Åh, jo, det er sippe-sang det

[Pebbles]

Etter at jeg hørte hva "Tyven, tyven" , Dum Dum Boys, handler om, så blir jeg fullstendig satt ut hver gang jeg hører den.

[him]

Jeg digger jo contry, Bob Dylan og gamle norske sanger, så jeg kunne sikkert ha ramset opp lenge. For meg personlig er denne sangen Tanya Tucker den som gjør meg mest trist, mest fordi moren min drev å spilte den etter at faren min døde. Hun følte det slik, han var nesten 20 år eldre enn henne, og da han trodde han kom til å dø sa han at hun måtte finne seg en ny mann som kunne ta vare på henne.

(Without you) What do I do with me?

What do I do,
Now that I’m on my own?
What we did together
Beats anything I’ve done alone.
Since the day that you left,
I’ve been asking myself,
Is this how it’s gonna be?
Without you,
What do I do with me?

I don’t want to go out,
But I just can’t stay home.
I don’t need company,
But I sure don’t want to be alone.
And to tell myself that I’m doin’ well,
Is only makin’ believe,
Without you,
What do I do with me?

Without you,
Where do I go?
Where do I turn?
I’d sure like to know.
What do I do,
With all of our plans?
And how do I spend
All this time on my hands?

I’ve tried everything,
I’ve been rackin’ my brain.
It must be as bad as it seems.
Without you,
What do I do with me?

Without you,
What do I do with me?

[rajraj]

Opprinnelig lagt inn av Skilpadda, her.

Av Jacques Brel opprinnelig, faktisk (men da på fransk). I likhet med "Ne me quitte pas", som også er rimelig trist.

Ah, det visste jeg ikke.

(Kilde: youtube.com)

minner meg forøvrig (av en eller annen merkelig grunn) om en annen trist sang:

(Kilde: youtube.com)

av Don McLean:

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...

Supersnufs!

[Enhjørning]

Åh, ja: En av de nyere sangene som har fått meg fullstendig ut av balanse, er Kelly Clarksons "Because of You".
Noe så sårt og trist!
Og Christina Aguileras "Hurt" (tror jeg den heter) er også skrekkelig trist.

[Divine]

Opprinnelig lagt inn av rajraj, her.

en annen trist sang:

(Kilde: youtube.com)

av Don McLean:

Ja, den er kjempefin og kjempetrist.

[Camomilla]

I begravelsen til en venn spillte de:

The Rose-
Tears in Heaven- Clapton
Who want's to live forever- Queen

Sliter fremdeles når de blir spilt på radio.