^_^ And heres the full English translation

Angels and demons were circling above me
Swishing through the hardships and Milky Ways
Only the one doesn't know happiness
who couldn't understand its call.

Watch in awe Watch in awe
A heavenly wind A heavenly wind
Watch in awe Watch in awe
A heavenly wind A heavenly wind

I am calling, calling now
Spirits rise and falling
To stay with you longer
Calling, calling in the depth of longing
To stay with you longer...

Watch in awe Watch in awe
A heavenly wind A heavenly wind
Watch in awe Watch in awe
A heavenly wind A heavenly wind

Stand alone . . . Where was life when it had a meaning . . .
Stand alone . . . Nothing's real anymore and . . .

Endless run
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying
Not to forget how to dream... to love
Endless run

Calling, calling, for the place of knowing
There's more than what can be linked
Calling, calling now, never will I look away
For what life has left for me

Yearning, yearning, for what's left of loving
To stay with you longer...
Calling, calling now, spirits rise and falling
To stay with you longer...
Calling, calling, in the depth of longing
To stay with you longer....

Watch in awe Watch in awe
A heavenly wind A heavenly wind
Watch in awe Watch in awe
A heavenly wind A heavenly wind

Wow...... :blink: you got it. I thought I stumped you guys. Your turn Equine

And yes it was the theme in 'Ghost in the Shell; Stand Alone Complex' and is a very interesting song.

^_^ I wasn't completly sure. Kind of an obscure song you picked

:rock: Glad I figured it out though

B) So now can we guess this one ?

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight

Ooooo I knwo this one, but I'll wait

:thinking: Are you sure ? Why don't you take a guess to be certain ?

Fine I'll take it.

The Rolling Stones 'Sympathy for the Devil'

Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith

And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made

I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
cause Im in need of some restraint

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!

Tell me baby, whats my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, whats my name
I tell you one time, youre to blame

Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah

Whats me name
Tell me, baby, whats my name
Tell me, sweetie, whats my name

Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah

:thinking: Thats a nice song and all...

^_^ Unfortunatly It be the wrong one

D'oh! :blink: :wacko: :pinch: I totally mixed it up

Don Mclean
American Pie

A long, long time ago,
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile.
And I knew If I had my chance,
that I could make those people dance and
maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver with every paper I deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride.
But something touched me deep inside the day the music died.

So bye bye Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye singing
"This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love
and do you have faith in God above,
if the bible tells you so.
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul and
can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well I know that you're in love with him,
cause I saw you dancin in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin buck
with a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
but I knew I was out of luck the day the music died.

I started singing
bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy,
but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."

Now for ten years, we've been on our own
and moss grow fat on a rolling stone,
but that's not how it used to be
when the jester sang for theking and queen
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean
in a voice thatcame from you and me.
Oh and while the king was looking down,
the jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned.
No verdict was returned.
And while Lenin read a book on Marx,
the quartet practiced in the park and
we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died.

We were singing
bye bye Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off the fallout shelter.
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on thegrass.
The players tried for a forward pass
with the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the halftime air was sweet perfume while
sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance, oh,
but we never got the chance.
Cause the players tried to take the field,
the marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed the day
the music died?

We started singing
bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my
Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die."

Oh and there we were all in one place.
A generation lost in space, with no time left to start again.
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick.
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick
cause fire is the Devil's only friend.
Oh and as I watched him on the stage,
my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell.
And as the planes climbed high into the night
it took like the sacrificial rite.
I saw Satan laughing with delight
the day the music died.
He was singing

bye bye Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news.
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
where I'd heard the music years before,
but the man there said the music wouldn't play.
And in the streets, the children screamed,
the lovers cried and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken.
The churchbells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most,
the father, the son and the holy ghost,
they caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died.

And they were singing
bye bye Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levy,
but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."

They were singing
bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry. Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be theday that I die."

B) Thats the song

Your turn DeD

OK Thanks Equine!

Nothing you can't handle nothing you ain't got
Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot
Turn on that ole lovelight and turn a maybe to a yes

^_^ I got the lowdown on this song :P

:thinking: Well if nobodys gonna guess then I may as well


LOWDOWN
Boz Scaggs
(William Scaggs/David Paich)

Baby's into running around
Hanging with the crowd
Putting your business in the street talking out loud
Saying you bought her this and that
And how much you done spent
I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent
Hey boy you better bring the chick around
To the sad truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) taught her how to talk like that
(Who I wonder who) gave her that big idea

Nothing you can't handle nothing you ain't got
Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot
Turn on that ole lovelight and turn a maybe to a yes
Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess
Hey son better get back to town
Face the sad old truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) put those ideas in your head
(Who I wonder who) yeah
Come on back down little son
Dig the low low low low lowdown

You ain't got to be so bad got to be so cold
This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old
Got to have a Jones for this Jones for that
This running with the Joneses boy
Just ain't where it's at
You gonna come back around
To the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) got you thinking like that boy
(Who I wonder who)
(Who I wonder who said who I wonder who)
Oh look out for that lowdown
That dirty dirty dirty dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who ohh ohh)

Guess my earlier pun went unoticed :P

Yeap. your turn Equine

Image, object, & illusion
go down to the corner
where none of the faces fit a human form,

:thinking: Have I stumped everyone ?