Foto: © Peter Bevers | Asbury Park | New Jersey
Uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze singer-songwriter) voorraad Mannen van Bevers: Bruce Springsteen⇲
donderdag 18 juli 2019
zaterdag 13 juli 2019
Dichtersbankje | Alan Alexander Milne
The End
When I was One
I had just begun.
When I was Two
I was nearly new.
When I was Three
I was hardly me.
When I was Four
I was not much more.
When I was Five
I was just alive.
But now I am Six; I'm as clever as clever
So I think I'll be six now forever and ever.
A.A. Milne | Winnie-the-Pooh | Now We Are Six | 1927
Inscriptie op graf: Christopher Florian Walson⇲
woensdag 10 juli 2019
Dichtersbankje | Bob Dylan
Foto: © Gettysburg | Gettysburg | National Military Park | USA
Uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze singer-songwriter) voorraad Mannen van Bevers: Bob Dylan⇲
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
1991
Ed Sheeran
Pearl Jam | Letterman Show | 30-09-2004
8 februari 1963 |
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Songteksten voor Masters Of War © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Audiam, Inc
maandag 8 juli 2019
Dichtersbankje | Rajan Thapaliya
Foto: © Peter Bevers | Niagara Falls | Canada
Uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze dichter en gedicht) voorraad Mannen van Bevers: Rajan Thapaliya⇲
Niagara Falls
Ravishing grace with paradise on earth
Beauty sprinkles everywhere in Niagara’s Edge
Attractive Skylon Tower and Rainbow bridge
Water bubbles looks like magic Balls
“Maid of the Mist, Niagara Falls
Voluminous water with boating
I’m afraid with white foamy flow,
Mighty heartbeat wind that blows,
The beauty I feel, is in no way olden
Mysterious rainbow is golden,
OMG, how my heart is stolen!
Joyful fireworks on the sky with velocity
Little children’s are watching with curiosity
Extremely heavenly joy and pleasure
It makes me wonder that I want to share
Loving couple watching the falls with love
The fall reflects the beauty of our life together
zie ook: poemhunter⇲
woensdag 3 juli 2019
Dichtersbankje | Joni Mitchell
Foto: © Peter Bevers | Mainstreet | Bethlehem | New Hampshire
Uit de collectie Mellendijk (keuze singer-songwriter) voorraad Mannen van Bevers: Joni Mitchell⇲
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who l am
But you know life is for learning
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who l am
But you know life is for learning
We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were…
We were…
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