Sister Rosa

Sister Rosa

I'm not living like a nun

I flew a thousand miles to see you

I have to start where I've begun

You, with that smile on your face

You cannot say what you mean

but you mean to say that all of

your dreams were blown away

Sister Rosa

I'm falling on my knees

Jesus and Maria forgive me please

me with my soul in my hand

I walked into your sanctuary today

and all of my sins are blown away

You, with that smile on your face

You cannot say what you mean

but you mean to say that all of

your dreams are blown away

SisterRosa

now put your feet back on the ground

You're floating up in heaven

won't you come down on your feet

How long

Has this been going on

Three Sisters

Mother bought a jacket for the rain

with a capuchin

lightning strikes an aeroplane in a dream

sister talks about hello and goodbye

passing 'the Anger and the Hope'

Frightened by the world

she said the angel takes your soul away

she changed the darkness in the light of the day

sister takes her bear to the zoo

to the elephant and the little bird blue

Frightened by the world

love is a roomful of strangers

love is a suitcase filled with danger

Frightened by the world

Mother where are you, father where are you

we can never find our home anymore

Three sisters in the back of the room

Three sisters hand in hand at the zoo

Frightened by the world

By the world

Hold me Geneva

It's a straight road through the heart of town

and it leads to the lake and there I found

this old fountain is still falling down

in a town like Geneva everything is melting

like swiss cheese and the rich men fall

down on their knees

hold me it's getting colder

hold me I'm getting colder too

Pierre Michel said 15 words

15 short answers if you dare

we are upstairs in the red rooms

of the hotel Clos Voltaire

his girlfriend is taking photographs

she's always hanging around

she's like the fountain of Geneva

always falling down

today I'm leaving with another train

in my home of rain

don't think I'll ever be back again

my heart is empty, my head is empty now

the road to the lake I will never find

because I use this map of dreams

and it is filled with colours

and streets I've never seen

the car is driving, I will return

back on the road to Bâle and Bern

Robinson

In the movie "The Graduate" a young boy

Benjamin, is seduced by a much older

woman, Mrs Robinson.

After thirty years Benajmin realizes he is

still in love with her and he starts

looking for Mrs Robinson.

In this song we were using lines from the

old songs of Paul Siman, like in a collage.

We asked permission to put his words in

the song, but this weas refused.

So we had to change the lyrics of

Robinson.

Who is the hammer and wo is the nail?

Nevertheless you will find here the lyrics from the CD and the lyrics

sung live by Henk.

Hello sunlight, my new friend Hello Darkness, my old friend

I came back to look for her again I've come back to talk with you again

I like to see Mrs. Robinson again I like to see Mrs Robinson again

I'm standing in the Underground Cause I'm sitting in the railway station

Silence is the only sound I've got a ticket for my destination

I like to see Mrs. Robinson again I like to see Mrs. Robinson again

She is almost eighty-two She is almost eighty-two

Skin and bone and her hair is blue Skin and bone and her hair is blue

I like to see Mrs. Robinson again I like to see Mrs. Robinson again

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

I like to see her again

Don Quichote's my destiny An honest man to honesty (????)

Parseley, Sage and Rosemary parsley, sage and Rosemary

I love no one and no one's loving me I touched no one and no one touches me

A poem and a string quartet Cause I'm sitting in the railway station

One pillow on my empty bed Got a ticket for my destination

I like to see Mrs. Robinson again I like to see Mrs. Robinson again

She is almost eighty-two She is almost eighty-two

Skin and bone and her hair is blue Skin and bone and what can I do

I like to see Mrs. Robinson again I like to see Mrs. Robinson again

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

I like to see her again

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

I like to see her again

I'm a table I'm a chair I'm a forest and I'm a street

I'm a meadow I'm a cow And I'm a hammer and I'm a nail

I like to see Mrs. Robinson right now And I like to meet Mrs Robinson again

I'm standing in the Underground Poet and a one night stand

Silence is the only sound Poet looking for a friend (???)

I like to see Mrs. Robinson again And I'd like to see that old woman again

She is almost eighty-two She is almost eighty-two

Skin and bone and what can I do Skin and bone and her hair is blue

I like to see that old woman again I like to see Mrs. Robinson again

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

I like to see her again

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

Dup du du dup dup du du duu

I like to see her again

The Changing Room

the heartaches, the headaches

the mistakes, the daybreaks

the sunset on a small bed

I can't forget the sleepless night

sometimes I smile but I'm so afraid

in my changing room

A baby is born in a hospital

the time is standing still

the train stops the raindrops

on the window, don't go

her shadow falls on the street

when she left the Tanzschule

her shadow falls on the street

the heartaches, the headaches

the mistakes, the daybreaks

the sunset on a small bed

the sleepless night, I can't forget

Louder & Louder

louder and louder you keep crying louder

no one can hear you

higher and higher you keep flying higher

no one can see you

lower and lower you keep falling lower

no one will be there to help you

louder and louder

no one can hear you

higher and higher you keep flying higher

no one can reach you

lower and lower you keep sinking lower

no one will catch you

louder and louder you keep crying louder

no one will be there to help you

louder and louder

no one can hear you

you cry

louder and louder

no one can hear you

lover and lover

I keep thinking of her

H.O.M.

it's a rainy day in a rainy town

in this heart of mine in this heart of mine

cloud in my head and my head in a cloud

in this heart of mine

People say that there is no one there

in this heart of mine

it's a rainy day in a rainy town

in this heart of mine

I can't understand why I'm feeling this way

I came home but my home's blown away

there's nothing but an empty space

in this heart of mine

We're all walking on a tightrope strung

in this heart of mine

People say that there is no one there

in this heart of mine

All I Want

Gimme some time

 Sometimes I'm so afraid

Gimme some love

 That nobody loves me

Gimme some hope

 I hope it's not true

Gimme some love

 That's not what I want

All I want

my shadow on a street

fire on a mountain

child in my head

Gimme some light

 Sunlight in the morning

Gimme some rain

 Holes in my shoes

Gimme some blues

 I'm standing on the crossroad

Gimme some money

 That's not what I want

The light

I had no reason to be so afraid

I came to the mountain

and the sun went down

there was something in the air

there was a hole in the ground

an old man went in

and a little child came out

your light will shine, will shine, will shine

I came to the house

at the other side of the town

the sun was pouring down

like honey on the ground

an old man went in

and a little child came out

I came to a room

at the backside of this house

There was something in the air

and the wind blew through this house

and I saw my father standing

near the window with a light

he was looking at the darkness

of his never changing night

Rainfallagain

sometime in a nameless place

she told me about her childhood days

trust me what I have to say

say it in the morning

or at the end of the day

I never was a child

who played outside to hide and seek,

I was the one to hide

I never was this happy child

Rainfallagain, niagallafniar rain

Rainfallagain, fall again, fall again

fall again, rain

Don't misunderstand me

I love my life and my heart beats strong

I will never be a mother like my mother

I'm another can't you see

That this life in the lowlands

means nothing, nothing to me

House of Jacob

There's a story she told me

about a ghost in this room

He's walking at night

with a stick and a broom

He sits down beside me

He looks in my eye

His face is so pale

like the moon in the sky

In the house of Jacob

There's a tape in a shoe box

with the voice of a boy

he's singing 'She loves you

yeah, yeah, yeah'

There's a shop around the corner

where a man is cutting hair

he's talking to mirrors

he will always be there

In the house I grew up

In the house of Jacob

I don't know how

I don't know when

He's coming back

my long lost friend

In a big brown building

there's a blue swimming pool

It's hot like a desert

but the water is cool

The tower of Rembrandt

throws a shadow so black

on the houses of my street

when I'm coming back

to the house of Jacob

There's a story she told me

about a ghost in this room

he moves like a cloud

he goes through my head

Ghost through my head

Soul Man

See this tall man walking the streets of Helsinki

he is called Seppo, he is a friend of mine from Finland

He tells me: Henk she left me again

and I went back to my old apartment close to the graveyard

Nobody loves you, nobody cares

You're like this leaf that's falling down

Nobody likes you and nobody cares

You're like this leaf that's falling down on the ground

soul man, soul man I hope I can

be your friend

be your friend again

Now he's all alone in the radio studio at night

he is a disk jockey working for Radio Mafia Helsinki

Sometimes women call him in the night

Nobody likes you, nobody cares

You're like this leaf that's falling down

Nobody loves you and nobody sees that

You're like this leaf that's falling down on the ground

One night we went walking from the Torni hotel to the Kosmos restaurant

and we were not allowed inside, we were wearing the wrong shoes

that's Helsinki Blues

So we went along the Vanha to the station

And we were watching the trains to Saint Peter disappearing in the night

Letter to E.

Amsterdam, the first of June 1992

Dear Eric,

yesterday evening I came home late

I went to the shelf with the videotapes

I saw the tape of Geneva, March 31. 1984

The day we went to the fountain

Flavia, you and me

It's a circle of women

with names that ended with an A

they went away

they went away

Remember you said you wanted

a photograph of the four of us

we watched the fountain, we walked in Geneva

around the Russian church with the golden onions

we saw a guitar in the window

it was great

like a Picasso-painting

Now frame by frame

the water fell from the fountain

today your necklace is broken

the string of pearls, the gallery of portraits

the women that ended with an A

The frozen moment of a summers day

It was a circle of women

with names that ended with an A

they went away

that's ending on Y