I just discovered Halsey and am obsessed.
Control sounds like a mixed episode/dysphoric mania:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGALaVgwdc0
and Gasoline is another good one
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYfJTzDo-MA
Handyman of the city. (Comment: "Factotum" is better, looses value in translation)
Early in the workshop I arrive at dawn.
Ah, what a life, what a pleasure
For a barber of quality!
Ah, bravo Figaro!
Bravo, very good!
I am the luckiest, it's the truth!
Ready for anything,
night and day
I'm always on the move.
Cushier fate for a barber,
A more noble life cannot be found.
Razors and combs
Lancets and scissors,
at my command
everything is here.
Here are the extra tools
then, for business
With the ladies... with the gentlemen...
Everyone asks me, everyone wants me,
women, children, old people, young ones:
Here are the wigs... A quick shave of the beard...
Here are the leeches for bleeding...
The note...
Here are the wigs, a quick shave soon,
The note, hey!
Figaro! Figaro! Figaro!, Etc..
Alas, what frenzy!
Alas, what a crowd!
One at a time, for goodness sake!
Figaro! I'm here.
Hey, Figaro! I'm here.
Figaro here, Figaro there,
Figaro up, Figaro down,
Swifter and swifter I'm like a spark:
I'm the handyman of the city.
Ah, bravo Figaro! Bravo, very good;
Fortunately for you I will not fail.
Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum.
Deine Zauber binden wieder,
Was die Mode streng geteilt,
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.Wem der große Wurf gelungen,
eines Freundes Freund zu sein
wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
mische seinen Jubel ein!
Ja--wer auch nur eine Seele
sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
weinend sich aus diesem Bund!
Freude heißt die starke Feder
in der ewigen Natur.
Freude, Freude treibt die Räder
in der großen Weltenuhr.
Blumen lockt sie aus den Keimen,
Sonnen aus dem Firmament,
Sphären rollt sie in den Räumen,
die des Sehers Rohr nicht kennt.
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter from Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Heavenly, your sanctuary.
Your spells bind again,
What the fashion strictly shared,
All people become brothers,
Where your gentle wing is.Who managed the big hit,
to be friend of a friend
Whoever has won a devoted wife,
mix in his cheers!
Yes - who only one soul
his name is on the earth's surface!
And who could never, steal
weeping out of this covenant!
Joy is the name of the strong spring
in eternal nature.
Joy, joy drives the wheels
in the big world clock.
Flowers lure them from the germs,
Suns from the firmament,
Spheres she rolls in the rooms,
that does not know the seer's pipe.
reserved for mortals related to the gods and other heroes. Later, it expanded to include those chosen by the gods, the righteous, and the heroic, where they would remain after death, to live a blessed and happy life, and indulging in whatever employment they had enjoyed in life.
quietgirl2538 wrote:Thanks for sharing! I'm still listening to Enya but I switched songs.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zkjQVh5KmQ
I'm feeling better. Right now I feel stable and sad sounding songs don't bring me down. When I'm slightly depressed, sad songs bring me down even more. I can feel it. My mood is so vulnerable to whatever I'm listening at that point.
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