Sange med mening

Det er lidt sjovt det her med ORD, for et eller andet sted har jeg nok altid været optaget af dem. F.eks. hvad angår musik - det er sjældent at jeg er vild med en sang "bare" pga. melodien. Som regel er det teksten der er det afgørende for mig.

For nyligt hørte jeg sangen "In the Ghetto" som duet mellem Elvis Presley og hans datter Lisa Marie Presley.

Jeg kendte ikke sangen (Elvis har jo ellers sunget den selv engang), så i første omgang var det faktisk musikken/melodien, jeg blev fanget af. Men ret hurtigt måtte jeg lige Google på teksten. Og hold da op - det er jo en tekst som ikke ligefrem er blevet mindre aktuel selvom der er gået mere end 30 år...

Du kan høre sangen ved at trykke her

Og her kan du se teksten:

As the snow flies

On a cold and gray chicago mornin

A poor little baby child is born

In the ghetto

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And his mama cries

cause if theres one thing that she dont need

Its another hungry mouth to feed

In the ghetto

***

People, dont you understand

The child needs a helping hand

Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day

***

Take a look at you and me,

Are we too blind to see,

Do we simply turn our heads

And look the other way

***

Well the world turns

And a hungry little boy with a runny nose

Plays in the street as the cold wind blows

In the ghetto

***

And his hunger burns

So he starts to roam the streets at night

And he learns how to steal

And he learns how to fight

In the ghetto

***

Then one night in desperation

A young man breaks away

He buys a gun, steals a car,

Tries to run, but he dont get far

***

And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers round an angry young man

Face down on the street with a gun in his hand

In the ghetto

***

As her young man dies,

On a cold and gray chicago mornin,

Another little baby child is born

In the ghetto

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