Eure Lieblings-Antikriegslieder

[QDataseven]

WAR - Bruce Springsteen

Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts
Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts
Krieg ist etwas, den ich verachte
Für ihn bedeutet Zerstörung der unschuldigen Leben
Für sie bedeutet Risse in den Tausenden Augen der Mutter
Wenn ihre Söhne ausgehen zu kämpfen, um ihre Leben zu geben

Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts
Ihn wieder sagen
Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts

Krieg
Es ist nichts aber ein Heartbreaker
Krieg
Freund nur zum Undertaker
Krieg ist der Feind aller Menschheit
Der Gedanke des Krieges brennt meinen Verstand durch
Übergeben unten von Erzeugung zu Erzeugung
Induktion Zerstörung
Wer sterben möchte

Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts
Ihn wieder sagen
Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts

Krieg hat viele Träume der jungen Männer zerbrochen
Gebildet sie sperrte bitteres und meanLife ist zu kostbar, Kriege zu kämpfen
jeden Tag
Krieg kann nicht das Leben geben, das er ihn nur wegnehmen kann

Krieg
Es ist nichts aber ein Heartbreaker
Krieg
Freund nur zum Undertaker
Friedensliebe und Verstehen
Es muß irgendeinen Platz für diese Sachen heute geben
Sie sagen, daß wir kämpfen müssen, um unsere Freiheit zu halten
Aber Lord dort wird erhalten, eine bessere Weise zu sein
Das ist besser als
Krieg

Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts
Ihn wieder sagen
Krieg
Für was er gut ist
Absolut nichts

[Skymarshal]

Also ich denk das Moogie da durchaus recht hat. Ist j abeides das selbe Lied, nur das von Wishful Thinking 1970 und dann 1978 wieder in den Charts war und auch das Original ist. Diese Coverversion von Sandra 1990 war auch ziehmlich schlecht.

Also wenn Sandras Song nicht in Moogies-Zeit war, dann Wishful Thinking erstrecht nicht

Ich fand die Coverversion von Sandra eigentlich ganz gut. Höre ich immer noch ganz gerne. Das Original ist ein wenig besser.

Ansonsten würde mir hier noch die Gruppe Status Quo mit "In the Army now" einfallen. Welches komischer Weise von den Rockliebhabern gar nicht genannt wurde.

Dann finde ich "One" von Metallica auch noch gut.

"Zombie" von den Crawnberries war auch nen KNaller.

[Zocktan]

ich mag "1916" von motörhead als antikriegslieder, ich spendiere auch mal den text

16 years old when I went to war,
To fight for a land fit for heroes,
God on my side,and a gun in my hand,
Counting my days down to zero,
And I marched and I fought and I bled
And I died & I never did get any older,
But I knew at the time, That a year in the line,
Is a long enough life for a soldier,
We all volunteered,
And we wrote down our names,
And we added two years to our ages,
Eager for life and ahead of the game,
Ready for history's pages,
And we fought and we brawled
And we whored 'til we stood,
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder,
A thirst for the Hun,
We were food for the gun,and that's
What you are when you're soldiers,
I heard my friend cry,
And he sank to his knees,coughing blood
As he screamed for his mother
And I tell by his, side,
And that's how we died,
Clinging like kids to each other,
And I lay in the mud
And the guts and the blood,
And I wept as his body grew colder,
And I called for my mother
And she never came,
Though it wasn't my fault
And I wasn't to blame,
The day not half over
And ten thousand slain,and now
There's nobody remembers our names
And that's how it is for a soldier.

ich weiß nicht warum, aber es genügt mir das zu lesen um eine gänsehaut zu bekommen

[Sukie]

Es ist nicht direkt ein Antikriegslied, aber da das ganze Musical Hair sich um die Hippiefriedensbewegung dreht und der Krieg als der grosse Vernichter dargestellt wird, find ichs doch recht passend: ( Ausserdem kann man den Kampf in der Gesellschaft, das tægliche Gegeneinander ja auch als Krieg sehen! )


Hair - Aquarius

When the moon is in the Seventh House
and Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius! Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius! Aquarius!

When the moon is in the Seventh House
and Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius! Aquarius!

As our hearts go beating through the night
We dance unto the dawn of day
To be the bearers of the water
Our light will lead the way

We are the spirit of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius! Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
Angelic illumination
Rising fiery constellation
Travelling our starry courses
Guided by the cosmic forces
Oh, care for us; Aquarius

[Eagleeye]

Ok, ist nicht unbedingt ein Lied (weil nicht gesungen wird) aber meines Erachtens eine der eindringlichsten Melodien, die je geschrieben wurden (wurde z.B. im Soundtrack zu Platoon btw. zum Computerspiel "Homeworld") verwendet:

Das Adagio for Strings op. 11 von Samuel Barber

Eine Melodie, die mir zumindest echt unter die Haut geht. Hier kann man reinhören (Real Audio File)

[Ungolianth]

neben "zombie" von den cranberries gefällt mir der song "the queen and the soldier" von suzanne vega sehr gut! vllt kennts wer, wers nicht kennt...es geht dabei um einen soldaten der zu seiner königin geht und ihr bekannt gibt, dass er nicht weiter für sie kämpfen werde. er habe schon immer wissen wollen, wer die frau ist, für die er in den krieg zieht und weshalb sie dies von ihm verlange. er erklärt ihr, dass er mehr kriege verloren als gewonnen hätte und seine intuition ihm sage, dass sie die kriege aus spass führe, nun wolle er aber die wahrheit wissen. darauf entgegnet ihm die königin, dass er die gründe sowieso nicht verstehen würde und sie auch gar nicht versuchen solle zu verstehen. er erklärt ihr wiederum, dass er als ehrbarer mann durchs leben gehen wolle und ihm nichts lieber sei, als eine frau zu finden um mit ihr das leben zu teilen. die königin war beschämt und ihr herz schmerzte. mit der bitte vor die tür zu gehen und ihr bedenkzeit zu geben, lässt er sie allein in ihrer kammer zurück. daraufhin ruft sie die wachen und befiehlt ihnen, den soldaten zu töten, der vor der tür auf ihre antwort warte...und der krieg ging weiter.

ein grandioser text von einer grandiosen songwriterin...

lg Ungolianth

[Spocky]

@ Sukie: Bis zum "Age of Aquarius" dauerts leider noch 600 Jahre

Ein Umdenken muss auf der Erde leider sehr viel schneller erfolgen, wenn wir hier nicht alles zugrunde richten wollen.

[Andraye]

Ich hätte da noch die CD "Kassandra (Die Schrift Gegen Den Krieg)" von der mittlerweile leider aufgelösten Gothic-Band Anubis zu erwähnen.

(Ein Review der CD findet ihr hier: Klick!)

Gerne hätte ich noch ein Textbeispiel hinzugefügt, aber aufgrund mangelnder Bekanntheit der Band war im ganzen Internet selbst mit Metasuchmaschinen nichts zu finden... schade.
(Unter Umständen ergänze ich demnächst ein paar kurze Zitate aus dem Booklet.)

[Lupaza-Ross]

Puhdys – Das Buch
4 United – Don`t Close your Eyes
Kelly Family – Children of Kosovo
Barry McGuire – Eve of Destruction
Michael Jackson – Heal the world
Wishful Thinking - Hiroshima
Christina Stürmer – Mama Ana Ahabak

Ich wette es gibt noch viele gute. Aber mehr fallen mir jetzt nicht ein.

[Alor Aravan]

Es ist zwar schon uralt, aber wurde im II. WW von allen, Soldaten & Zivilisten,
gehört: "Lili Marleen" von Lale Andersen.

MfG
One Of Four

[Lupaza-Ross]

Greenjolly - Razom Nas Bahato

So ein tolles Lied, auch wenn man nichts versteht.

[Nopper]

The Green Fields of France

Der Text ist im Original von Eric Bogle und wird in meinem Fall von den Dropkick Murphys arrangiert. Sehr beklemmendes Lied mit Gänsehaut Garantie.

GREEN FIELDS OF FRANCE (No Man's Land)

Well how do you do young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the great fallen in 1916
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene

CHORUS:
Did they beat the drum slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart you're forever 19
Or are you a stranger without even a name
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
In an old photograph torn tattered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame

CHORUS

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas no barbed wire no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To a man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned

CHORUS

And I can't help but wonder no Willie McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars
Well the suffering the sorrow the glory the shame
The killing and dying it was all done in vain
Oh Willie McBride it all happened again
And again and again and again and again

CHORUS

[Doc Jaques la Croix]

es gibt so viele geile antikriegs lieder aber meine perönliche top 3 lautet:
Green Day - Holiday

system of a down - BOOM

my chemical romance - the ghost of you

in diesem sinne

[Cosmic Girl]

Ich habe mir letztens eine 80er-Hits-Cd-Box gekauft und fand darauf das Lied "Stop the Cavalry" von Jona Lewie gefunden.
Dachte bis jetzt eigentlich immer, dass das ein Weihnachtslied ist (weil das auf ner Weihnachts-CD von meiner Schwester drauf ist). Aber als ich mal genauer auf den Text gehört hab, wurde ich eines besseren belehrt.

Hier ist mal der Text dazu:
Hey, Mr. Churchill comes over here
to say we're doing splendidly
But it's very cold out here in the snow,
marching to win from the enemy
Oh I say it's tough,I have had enough
Can you stop the cavalry?
I have had to fight, almost every night
down throughout these centuries
That is when I say, oh yes yet again
Can you stop the cavalry?
Mary Bradley waits at home
in the nuclear fall-out zone
Wish I could be dancing now
in the arms of the girl I love
Chorus:
Dub a dub a dum dum
Dub a dub a dum
Dub a dum dum dub a dub
Dub a dub a dum
Dub a dub a dum dum
Dub a dub a dum
Dub a dum dum dub a dub
Dub a dub a dum
Wish I was at home for Christmas
Bang! That's another bomb on another town
While Luzar and Jim have tea
If I get home, live to tell the tale
I'll run for all presidencies
If I get elected I'll stop - I will stop the cavalry
Chorus
Wish I could be dancing now
in the arms of the girl I love
Mary Bradley waits at home
She has been waiting 2 years long
Wish I was at home for Christmas

Und da ich auch Irish Folk höre, kenne ich noch einige andere Antikriegslieder (mit groißem Bezug auf die irischen Freiheitskämpfe). Ich nenne hier nur mal die, die ich am schönsten finde:

The Town I loved so well
In my memory I will always see
the town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
and we laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane
past the jail and down behind the fountain
Those were happy days in so many, many ways
in the town I loved so well

In the early morning the shirt factory horn
called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While the men on the dole played a mother's role,
fed the children and then trained the dogs
And when times got tough there was just about enough
But they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
in the town I loved so well

There was music there in the Derry air
like a language that we all could understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
And I played in a small pick-up band
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
For I learned about life and I'd found a wife
in the town I loved so well

But when I returned how my eyes have burned
to see how a town could be brought to its knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
and the gas that hangs on to every tree
Now the army's installed by that old gasyard wall
and the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and their guns, oh my God, what have they done
to the town I loved so well

Now the music's gone but they carry on
For their spirit's been bruised, never broken
They will not forget but their hearts are set
on tomorrow and peace once again
For what's done is done and what's won is won
and what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright, brand new day
in the town I loved so well

Green Fields of France (wurde ja schon mal genannt)

Shanagolden
Oh, the cold winds from the mountains
are calling soft to me,
The smell of scented heather
brings bitter memories:
The wild and lonely eagle
up in the summer sky
flies high o‘er Shanagolden,
where my young Willie lies.

Do you remember, darling,
we walked the moonly roads
I held you in my arms, love,
And never let you go
Our hands they were entwined, my love
All in the pildred life
By the fields of Shanagolden
On a lonely winter’s night

Then came the call to arms, love
And the Hills they were a flame
Down from the silent mountains
The Saxon Strangers came
I held you in my arms, love
My young heart wild with fear
Near the fields of Shanagolden
In the springtime of the year

And you fought on arms Willie
All through the summer days
I heard a rifle’s firing
In the mountains far away
I held you in my arms, love
Your blood ran celar and bright
And you died by Shanagolden
On a lonely summer’s night

But that was long ago my love
And our son grows fine and tall
The hills they are at peace again
The Saxon strangers gone
There’s roses on your grave, my love
There’s an eagle in the sky
Flying high o’er Shanagolden
Where my young Willie lies.

Only Our Rivers Run Free (--> eines der schönsten, das ich kenne)
When apples still grow in November
When blossoms still bloom from each tree
When leaves are still green in December
It's then that our land will be free

I wander her hills and her valleys
And still through my sorrow I see
A land that has never known freedom
And where only her rivers run free

I drink to the death of her manhood
Those men who would rather have died
Than to live in the cold chains of bondage
To bring back their rights were denied

Oh, where are you now when we need you
What burns where the flames used to be
Are you gone like the snows of last winter
And where only our rivers run free

How sweet is life but we're crying
How mellow the wine but we're dry
How fragrant the rose that is dying
How gentle the wind but it sighs

What good is in youth when it's aging
What joy is in eyes that can't see
When there's sorrow in sunshine and flowers
And still only our rivers run free

Boys of the old Brigade
Where are the lads that stood with me
when histoy was made
oh gran mo cree I long to see
The boys of the old brigade

Oh father why are you so sad
on this bright easter morn
when Irishmen are proud and glad
of the land where they were born
Oh son I see sad memories
of far off distant days
when being just a boy like you
I joined the old brigade

chorus

In the hills and farms the call to arms
was heard by one and all
and from the glens came brave young men
to answer Irelands call
twas long ago we faced the foe
the old brigade and me
by my side they fought and died
that Ireland might be free

break chorus

and now my boy I've told you why
on easter morn I sigh
for I recall my comrades all
from the dark old days gone by
I think of men who fought in glens
with rifles and grenade
may heaven keep the men who sleep
from the ranks of the old brigade

Gallipolli
I remember the day
it stands clear in my mind
We went down to Dun Laoighaire
to wave you goodbye

Your ma was quietly weeping,
there was a tear in my eye
your sailing to Gallipoli
to die

You looked so young
as you stood there
with a glint in your eye and you sang rebel songs
as the streamers flew high

Your ma she turned away
and I heard her sigh
you are sailing to Gallipoli
to die

You were all that we had,
your mammy and me
when you marched head erect
you were proud as could be
but it killed your poor ma
and it slowly killing me
when you were blown to kingdom come
on the shores of Gallipoli

We got only one letter
we knew right away
It said deepest regrets
your son was bold and he was brave

you were only 19
yet your mammy and I
let you sail to Gallipoli
to die

You were all that we had,
your mammy and me
when you marched head erect
you were proud as could be
but it killed your poor ma
and it slowly killing me
when you were blown to kingdom come
on the shores of Gallipoli

You fought for the wrong country
you fought for the wrong cause
and your ma often said
that it was Ireland's great loss

all those fine young men
who marched to foreign shores
to fight the war when the greatest war of all
was at home

You were all that we had,
your mammy and me
when you marched head erect
you were proud as could be

but it killed your poor ma
and it slowly killing me
when you were blown to kingdom come
on the shores of Gallipoli

Foggy Dew
'Twas down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I.
When Ireland's line of marching men
In squadrons passed me by.
No pipe did hum, no battle drum
Did sound its dread tattoo
But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell
Rang out in the foggy dew.

Right proudly high over Dublin town
They hung out a flag of war.
'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky
Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar.
And from the plains of Royal Meath
Strong men came hurrying through;
While Brittania's sons with their long-range guns
Sailed in from the foggy dew.

'Twas England bade our wild geese go
That small nations might be free.
Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves
On the fringe of the grey North Sea.
But had they died by Pearse's side
Or fought with Valera true,
Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep
'Neath the hills of the foggy dew.

The bravest fell, and the solemn bell
Rang mournfully and clear
For those who died that Eastertide
In the springing of the year.
And the world did gaze in deep amaze
At those fearless men and true
Who bore the fight that freedom's light
Might shine through the foggy dew.

Die Lieder sind jetzt nicht in einer speziellen Rangfolge aufgeschrieben, weil ich finde, dass die eigentlich allle gleich gut sind.

So, das wars aber jetzt erst mal. Wenn mir noch welche einfallen, poste ich sie hier.

[Lupaza-Ross]

Ignoriert das Video, was wohl total unpassend it. Aber das Lied ist wunderschön.

YouTube Video

Wohl einer der besten Puhdys Songs. Ja, in der DDR gab es auch richtig gute Songs. Und der Text ist so toll. Das höre ich so gerne.

YouTube Video