BLUE

BLUE
Coverfoto: Karima Franz-Ibrahim
Grafikdesign: AL Page
Aufgenommen in der Höhle des Löwen in
Freiburg/Breisgau von AL Page
Gemischt und gemastert in der Höhle des
Löwen in Hurghada/Ägypten von AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, alle Rechte vorbehalten

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Das Akustikalbum von AL Page. 30 Musiker aus 14 Ländern, 11 Songs in 6 Sprachen auf einem Album.
Klingt nach Sommer, Sonne und Meer.

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Days like these
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Ad te directa via
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Die Welt wird sich drehen
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Mainecoon
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Breaking down
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You – and no one else
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Summer has come
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Deniz feneri
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Mens-moi
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Rebellulus
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Blue Bridge
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Lyrics

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Raphael Kofi cajon, congas, keskes, chimes ♦ Nils Mettenberger bass ♦ Julia Seibt backing vocals ♦ Karima Franz-Ibrahim backing vocals ♦ AL Page cymbal, guitars, backing vocals

original version available on Little Rebel

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I was a little child there in the 1980s, didn’t understand much but I was happy
didn’t have much but had everything I needed, on days like these
I came to school met many friends, we played soccer and come-on-and-catch-me-now
sometimes we teased the girls in our class and that all on days like these
I remember well days like these, all what happened there’s forever now

On days like these I was tough and wild, on days like these I had a blinded heart
when you’d pay the money for a time-travel back I would stay there, in days like these

First love, first date, first kiss and the first tragedy, my face was full of disruptive called spots
first beer, first cigarette, first sex-magazine and – surprise – we became real men now
we got diplomas they left us in a big wild world, had education and then were unemployed
Mel is engaged and mom, Marc joined the skinheads and our band doesn’t exist more
All we searched for we found them now, sometimes I miss the days – the days like these

On days like these I was tough and wild, on days like these I had a blinded heart
when you’d pay the money for a time-travel back I would stay there, in days like these

If only I could turn back the days, I would give everything to let them roll, the days like these

Meanwhile some have done their duty for country, my best friend is available in triple-pack
twenty years passed by for achieving our aims, until the days, days like these

On days like these I was tough and wild, on days like these I had a blinded heart
when you’d pay the money for a time-travel back I would stay there, stay there

words Anna-Maria Pfaff ♦ music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Selen Kurbanoğlu oboe ♦ Esra Uyar backing vocals ♦ Sinan Yılmaz bass ♦ AL Page drums, frame drum, triangle, guitar, backing vocals

original version available on Sui Generis

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Solus fui antequam tibi occurri
meum insigne manu mea, sapientia mea mente
ut nunquam reverter, nunquam intermitterem te anquirens
sursum verti ut te amplecterer
flumina sint torrida sit caelum canum desperatione
nunquam consistam longo itinere directo ad te

Impeditus erat sed quidnam relictum est?
Acquievi iis rebus ad quas pertinui
non perseveravi, mox erit tempestivum

Te directa via curro, ad te directa via venio
quam celerrime curro directa via in tua bracchia
ad te directa via

Iam diu exspectavi eam veram reparantem solam vitam
magnam operam dedi sed quonam modo veram reperire possem?
quod meo loco omnis vir faciat facturus sum

Me calcare, me pulsare, me tractare eo modo quo semper vis potes
me formare, me fingere, me necare, quaecumque facere vis potes
noli autem oblivisci me quodam die ad te venturum esse

Te directa via curro, ad te directa via venio
quam celerrime curro directa via in tua bracchia
ad te directa via

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Hajo Höfer congas, cabasa, repinique ♦ Mamoudou Doumbouya guitar ♦ Erik Git Thoma backing vocals ♦ AL Page drums, bass, guitar, backing vocals

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Wenn der Postmensch zwei Mal klingelt, dann ist es wohl schon zu spät
Wenn der Wolf die Beute riecht, dann hilft nur noch die Flucht nach vorn
Geliehen, geborgt, geraubt, genommen oder schlicht bekommen
Wir lieben es so sehr, wenn der liebe Rubel rollt
Deine Träume sind dir immer einen Schritt weit voraus
Deine Taten hinken deinen Plänen immer hinterher
Auch wenn du es nicht wahrhaben willst, es ist nun wie es ist
Den Kopf in den Sand zu stecken hält die Welt auch nicht an, denn

Die Welt wird sich drehen, solange wir auf ihr gehen
Die Welt wird sich drehen, wenn wir aufrecht auf ihr stehen
Es geht immer vorwärts, die Richtung spielt doch keine Rolle
Die Welt wird sich drehen, immer weiter drehen

Wenn die Löwen und die Ritter Gottes irgendwo verschmelzen
Wenn Hell und Dunkel nicht mehr so sind, wie sie jetzt so sind
Bis das passiert lässt es sich hier doch ganz schön und gut warten
Die Welt wird sich drehen, egal ob du lebst oder stirbst

Die Welt wird sich drehen, solange wir auf ihr gehen
Die Welt wird sich drehen, wenn wir aufrecht auf ihr stehen
Es geht immer vorwärts, die Richtung spielt doch keine Rolle
Die Welt wird sich drehen, immer weiter drehen

Den Frauen und Kindern ist’s egal welche Sorgen du hast
Es juckt auch keinen wenn du abtrittst und ins Gras beißt
Viele von dir kamen, standen, gingen sang und klanglos unter
Die Welt wird sich drehen, auch wenn du Pisser nicht mehr führst

Die Welt wird sich drehen, solange wir auf ihr gehen
Die Welt wird sich drehen, wenn wir aufrecht auf ihr stehen
Es geht immer vorwärts, die Richtung spielt doch keine Rolle
Die Welt wird sich drehen, immer weiter drehen

words Graziella Di Franco ♦ music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Karima Franz-Ibrahim backing vocals ♦ AL Page drums, cabasa, bass, guitars, harmonica, backing vocals

original English version available on Little Rebel and Mainecoon ♦ Latin version available on Sui Generis

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L’ho incontrata una domenica notte, stava parlando
e io stavo solo seduto li, contando le stelle
che una di loro esaudirà il mio sogno
che nessuna cadrà troppo in fondo
stavo correndo su un filo di paura
cercavo una persona in cui potevo fidarmi
mi raccontava le sue storie passate
e molto di più mentre la notte passava

Mainecoon – la voglio veramente bene
Mainecoon – lei parla in bits e bytes
forse un giorno vedrò la sua bellezza
forse un giorno lei vedrà il mio volto
Mainecoon

Lei ama gatti, cani, cavalli, odia bugiardi
lei ama tattoo e piercing sul suo corpo che non vedo
pero una cosa che la fa cosi fiduciosa
sono queste parole che mi manda in notte profonda
quando cercavo quella giusta non la trovavo
se saprei il prossimo passo da fare lo farei
certe volte mi manda un bacio di buona notte
la voglio davvero bene, la sua voce e le sue parole

Mainecoon – la voglio veramente bene
Mainecoon – lei parla in bits e bytes
forse un giorno vedrò la sua bellezza
forse un giorno lei vedrà il mio volto

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Thomas Froemer double bass ♦ Michael Reichenbach mandolin ♦ Mina Badie Israel Naskaron ney ♦ AL Page darbouka, mini cymbals, shaker, guitars, glockenspiel

original version available on Little Rebel

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There were millions of small things you’ve done
there were thousands of nice words you’ve said
infinite lovely looks deep in my eyes
this is why I love you so much – now I´m breaking down
You were the bridge I could walk over right to pleasure
you were the pillar that kept me high right to sky
but all broke down, I fell deep, I couldn’t hold myself
tried to reach out for the last blade of straw – now I’m breaking down

I’m crying while I’m falling, I’m praying while it’s hopeless, oh God, can’t you stop that?
I ran a thousand times this lane, I got no stops on it but what was the reward for all that?
I even didn’t say “goodbye”, but you knew what I meant
and the tables have turned – now I’m breaking down

There were memories I could die for, what is left now?
There’s still your breath in my heart, and it doesn’t leave me
you said: “You’ll be mine, I won’t let you go, no!”
this is why I love you so much, but now I’m breaking down
I would open the gate to heaven, when I’d know it
I would carry you in my arms, right to sky
my power, my hope, my instinct goes on wrong
this is why I miss you so much, now I’m breaking down

I try to get higher, I’m feeling it inside in me, so give me a push
every night, every minute, every day, every second I’m dying – losing my hope
I’m feeling lifeless, I don’t know how long I’ll be
and the light is far away – but now I’m breaking down

Infinite lovely looks deep into my eyes
this is why I love you so much – now I’m breaking down

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Felix Rehmann guitars ♦ AL Page drums, bass, hammond organ, backing vocals

original version available on Little Rebel

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You do these cheeky things to me like you do it everytime
and your brown hair’s waving in the wind
it’s getting cold, I’m gonna warm you up, so lie beside me
let yourself go, feel like in trance
don’t care about, feel safe
in my life there has been so many changes
but you are the fantastic one

I want you – and no one else, the rest is out
I want you – and no one else, or better off dead
I want you – and no one else, the flame in my heart
I want you – and no one else

So, what’s your little game, say it, before I find it out
I don´t know what I have to think about you
lock, stock and barrel it begins escalating – into love?
I’m longing for togetherness
I sip off my coffee, smoke the next cigarette
and watch out of the window while I’m dreaming of you
I ponder my reasons, I redeem myself
try to reach your hands to never let them go
thought I divined your plan and craned of losing pride
but I can’t stop retreating before you

I want you – and no one else, the rest is out
I want you – and no one else, or better off dead
I want you – and no one else, the flame in my heart
I want you – and no one else

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Marco Antonio Hernández Valdés jarana ♦ Josef Heitzler saxophone ♦ AL Page drums, handclaps, bass, guitar, backing vocals

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The sun is shining, no clouds at the sky, it’s pretty hot
the girls are singing and the boys in the hood are waiting for them
I’m cruising in my town up and down, and I got dressed up
welcome to my home, so let your feelings flow cause

Summer has come to my city
summer has come into my heart
summer has come, no more waiting
summer has come, let’s ride downtown

I take my favorite book and take a rest on the river
the water is flowing while touching my feet and my mind
now the sun is my spotlight, the city’s my stage,
feels like a standing ovation
I can’t get enough, I feel like upon cloud number nine cause

Summer has come to my city
summer has come into my heart
summer has come, no more waiting
summer has come, let’s ride downtown

Summer has come to my city
summer has come into my heart
summer has come, no more waiting
summer has come
summer has come to my place
summer has come into my soul
summer has come, I love this city
summer has come, I love this season

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Latifa Ibrahim cajon ♦ Lilly Ortmann cello ♦ Leia Messmer backing vocals ♦ Madlen Roser backing vocals ♦ Karima Franz-Ibrahim backing vocals ♦ Sonja Kreiner guitar ♦ Ilka Szász bass ♦ Marion Pfaff cabasa, claves, maultrommel ♦ AL Page melodica

† for REBEKKA. Rest in peace †

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Aynı kıyıdan hayat denilen denize atladık
sen bir yana, ben bir yana yüzdük, iyice açıldık
ufuk çizgisi gittikçe yaklaştı, umut ordaydı
bambaşka bir dünyayı beklerken her yer karardı, kaybolduk

Çok şeyler verdik, ter döktük, ağladık
inlemedik, kahretmedik, aç ve susuz kaldık
hiçbir yerde yoktu bir deniz feneri

Korkusuzca herşeye razıydık, yeter ki sevilelim
ne mesafe, ne gün ne de uyku bilirdik, onlar bize yeterdiler
aldatıldık, yağmur çağıldarken bize kim dost oldu?
biz ağlarken teselli kimde bulduk? Kimden güç aldık? Sürüklendik

Çok şeyler verdik, ter döktük, ağladık
inlemedik, kahretmedik, aç ve susuz kaldık
hiçbir yerde yoktu bir deniz feneri

Zaman her yarayı kapatır, her şey geçmiş olur
üzülme, yorma kafanı, geri geldik
bak ne görüyoruz: bir deniz feneri

words Céline Moreau ♦ music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Shio Ohshita violin ♦ Andreas Moreau bass ♦ Latifa Ibrahim shaker ♦ AL Page drums, guitar, piano, backing vocals

original English version available on Little Rebel

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Retiens-moi car ce sera notre nuit
embrasse mon âme et je t’offrirai mon cœur
une bougie brûle et on dirait que…
c’est comme si mon amour coulait vers toi
redis le moi, je te crois bel et bien
appelle-moi maintenant, je n’attends que ça
c’est pourquoi je ne peux plus dormir
c’est comme ça que mon amour s’écoule vers toi
mens-moi, mens-moi

Insuffle amour, espoir et confiance à mon âme
demande pas pourquoi, prends les choses comm’elles viennent
Dieu nous a donné des cœurs pour qu’ils battent ensemble
jette pas le mien et me laisse pas goûter ma peur
Ô, comprends : le passé est mort, comm’si y’avait jamais rien eu
pardonner est bien mais jeme sens démuni
c’est pourquoi je dors plus du tout
c’est pourquoi mon cœur saigne toujours
mens-moi, mens-moi

Est-ce le chemin que nous emprunt’rons ?
je peux pas le croire, dis-moi que c’est un mensonge
dis que tu me hais: mens-moi

words Anna-Maria Pfaff ♦ music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

AL Page cajon, bass, guitars

taken from the album Sui Generis

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Convertes in noctes tuos dies
cum tu quoque feceris quod alii faciunt
caespites erunt rubri caelumque viridum
nullum intererit inter amicos hostesque

Id facis, habesne problemata? Id facis, tibi opus est?
Magis delectaris cum violas tuam animam
non inculcabo praecepta morum
sed nonne est via ducens de loco ubi es?

Speculum contemplare, quid conspicis?
Tuasne pugnas in te ipsum problemataque tua?
Es quem vocent rebellulus

Illecebris lucis mundi falsi adductus
multa vides oculis caecatis
persequens animas ebullies
quinam bello superfuit cum sciret se vinciri

Corpus vendes, vendes animam
adaequabis Plutonem
pare rationi, interdum contingit
non potes redimi ubi in eius manibus es

Vin animos tibi advertere, annon?
Debuisti eligere vias rationesque falsas
es quem vocent rebellulus

words and music AL Page
© 2018 AL Page, all rights reserved

Axel Heubach guitar ♦ AL Page cajon, cymbal, shaker, bass, guitars, backing vocals

original version available on Blue Bridge

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I don’t feel sad when I leave this city
but I feel happy when I head back home
it’s just a moment I feel like homebound
but when I think of you … it makes my heart beat faster
In the summer sun and on rainy nights we stroll through the streets
time and city lights slowly pass us by while you hold my hand

On the Blue Bridge is the place I love to be
on the Blue Bridge we watch the sun go down
there I know that nothing’s better than home
On the Blue Bridge you left a memory
on the Blue Bridge – no matter how far I’m away
I will always return to the Blue Bridge

In this beautiful world I may end up anywhere
but being abroad reminds you of your hotspot
so through you I know where I belong to, that feels so good
all the streets we took tell a story and I still have them in my mind

On the Blue Bridge is the place I love to be
on the Blue Bridge we watch the sun go down
there I know that nothing’s better than home
On the Blue Bridge you left a memory
on the Blue Bridge – no matter how far I’m away
I will always return to the Blue Bridge

I’m gonna see and kiss you on the Blue Bridge