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FOCUS
(Focus plays Focus / In and out of Focus)
Focus yourself on the love You own mankind Communication again
Lyrics: Hans Cleuver |
| AVONDROOD
(Zing je Moerstaal)
O avondrood vlammengloed O bloedbad in het westen O late roos lege doos O stoffelijke resten O medemensch moederschoot O onvervulde wensen O bete broods kind des doods O verte Gedicht: Jules Deelder Van de verzamelelpee ter gelegenheid van de boekenweek 1976 waarop Nederlandse bands muziek schreven op bestaand werk van Nederlandse schrijvers |
Evening
glow
O evening glow glow of flames O massacre in the west O late rose empty box O mortal remains O fellow-man mother's lap O unfulfilled desires O bite of bread child of death O distance lyrics: Jules Deelder from the compliation album "Sing your mother tongue" |
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BLACK BEAUTY (Focus plays Focus / In and out of Focus) Night was dark, your skin was dark Your eyes were shining bright Oh black beauty, close in my heart I was King Salomon who held his queen of Sheba tight Oh black beauty, held in my arms How we were told, love was not meant for us Two different worlds stepped apart Heart against heart But we knew where to find an opportunity Far away where no one was near We could meet there at night and we’re impunity Oh black beauty, love without fear Our love was wonderful So young and so pure I held your trembling hands I was so sure Then when our lips met there was no returning The fire was burning in our hearts So we were told, love was not meant for us Two different worlds stepped apart Heart against heart But we knew where to find an opportunity Far away where no one was near I was King Salomon who held his queen of Sheba tight Oh black beauty, love without fear Lyrics: Hans Cleuver |
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SUGAR
ISLAND (Focus plays Focus / In and
out of Focus)
Sugar island Cuba You lay there just for fun With all your colours and your pelts A treasure in the sun Sugar island Cuba You lay there just for fun With all your colours and your pelts A treasure in the sun Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Castro makes the poor man rich And rings the rich man’s nell He makes the island grey and pale I wish he were in hell Castro makes the poor man rich And rings the rich man’s nell He makes the island grey and pale I wish he were in hell Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Sugar island Cuba You are no more for sale This Castro makes the poor man rich He makes the flowers pale Sugar island Cuba You are no more for sale This Castro makes the poor man rich He makes the flowers pale Dabadabadabada Dabadabadabada Lyrics: Jan Staal |
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HAPPY
NIGHTMARE (MESCALINE)(Focus
plays Focus / In and out of Focus)
Only once in a life mescaline Floating over a mountain Made to seen Step off into the sun Feel the blood through you run Only once in a life mescaline Heavy nightmare I’ve flown Lift it through (Taste the beauty of the sweet red wine) Grab for air see your skin Turning blue (Smell the freshness of the grass beneath
the path) There’s a man with three heads There’s a girl with three beds See they’re both running fast After me (Gonna get you, gonna fill you full of love) Have your head filled to the top With big booze (Feel the softness of a mountain’s hill) Then you hear someone’s dead in the world (Think your body in a combat of nil) You can bet your sweet life That they fought with a knife See they’re all running fast after me (Wonna kiss you, run the fingers through
your hair) Get the feeling deep inside That you’re dead (Can’t you hear the clock of life ticking
loud) Try to run from the snake pitt In your bed (Then you’ll find what you got could not
be found) Smell the nearness of the grave Wonder if you can be saved All the world’s still running fast After me (When they get you gonna give you
everything) Only once in a life mescaline Floating over a mountain Made to seen Step off into the sun Feel the blood through you run Only once in a life mescaline Lyrics: Mike Hayes |
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WHY
DREAM (Focus plays Focus / In and out of Focus)
Why dream about the future? Now is the present as bad as the present
can be Why dream about the future? The light is dark and darkness is all you
can see Planes go flight by flight (Planes go flight by flight) Ready for a fight (Ready for a fight) Ships pass in the night (Ships pass) Through the Bosporus Marching columns sound (Marching columns) Reasons yet unfound For me for you For all of us Why dream about the future? The sun is shining upon a world full of
fear Why dream about the future? When the clash and the bang of that future
is coming to near This is our time (This is our time) We will drink this wine (We will drink this wine) Reaches our cup (Reaches) And we like it fine Please don’t hesitate before it is too late You had your chance and lift your fate We dream about the future! Where we can change things as they ought to
be We dream about the future! Where we will be moving and choosing our
own destiny Lyrics: Hans Cleuver |
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MOVING WAVES (Focus II) Moving Waves, the wind has left you And you’re still in commotion? Moving Waves, the wind has left you And you’re still in commotion? We are still repeating the word it has taught us It moves our whole being to ecstasy Waves why do you all become excited And then all calm together? Because behind our individual action There is one impulse working Because behind our individual action There is one impulse working Rising waves…….what motive is behind your impulse? What motive is behind your impulse? The desire to reach upwards!! Lyrics: Inayat Khan |
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GOES THE GOSSIP (Focus 3)
Round goes the gossip (12 x) Extemplo Libyae magnas it Fama per urbes Fama malum qua non aliud velocius ullum Mobilitate viget virisque adquirit eundo Parva metu primo, mox sese attollit in auras Ingrediturque solo et caput inter nubila condit…. Round goes the gossip (10 x) Round goes….(14 x) Uit de Aeneas van Virgilius |
TRANSLATION
Forthwith Rumour runs through Libya's great cities Rumour of all evils most swift Speed lends her strength and she wins vigour as she goes Small at first through fear, soon she mounts up to heaven And walks the ground with head hidden in the clouds From: Virgil's the Aeneid Book IV 173-177 Translation by H. Rushton Fairclough |
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LA CATHEDRALE DE STRASSBOURG (Hamburger Concerto) La cathédrale (3x) de Strassbourg Ding dong, ding dong La nostalgie (3x) se réveille Lyrics: Thijs van Leer |
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DONE (Hamburger Concerto)
O, Kerstnacht schoner dan de dagen Hoe kan Herodes het licht verdragen Dat in Uw duisternisse blinkt En wordt gevierd en aangebeden Zijn hoogmoed luistert naar geen reden Hoe schel die in zijn oren klinkt Hij tracht d' onnozelen te vernielen Door 't doden van onnozele zielen En wekt een stad en landgeschrei In Bethlehem en op den akker En maakt den geest van Rachel wakker Die waren gaat door beemd en wei Gedeelte uit de rei van edelen van de "Gijsbrecht van Aemstel" door Joost van den Vondel |
TRANSLATION
O, Christmas eve more beautiful than the days How can Herod bear the light That blinks in your darkness And is celebrated and worshipped His pride listens to no reason How noisy it sounds to his ears He tries to destroy the untaught ones By killing untaught souls And rises a crying all over town and country In Bethlehem and on the field And awakes the spirit of Rachel That starts haunting fields and meadows Excerpt from the 17th century dramatic play The " Gijsbrecht van Aemstel" by the Dutch play writer Joost van den Vondel |
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