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Patricio Felip - vocals
Lucas Rojas - guitars
Albano Manganelli - drums
Martin Blech - Bass
In der freiheit
Faces In Disguise Lyrics
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must wind around
not to roam pal
there's still that
we have to find
these days
are barely the same so far
they've come to remind
I simply can
figure out at long last
how to begin to evoque
this life's path
as a splendid everlasting dawn
so rewind
and act as a child
thereby
do you remember
if once doubted
the lenght of time?
these days
are barely one step ahead
they happen to be Freiheit
I simply can
figure out at long last
how to begin to evoque
this life's path
as an splendid everlasting dawn
The lyrics of Faces In Disguise's song "In der Freiheit" appear to be about finding one's center and navigating through life's uncertainties. The opening line, "if I lose my center, must wind around, not to roam pal," suggests that the singer is experiencing a lack of grounding or direction. However, they are determined to find their way and "there's still that we have to find."
The next few lines, "these days are barely the same so far, they've come to remind the chance to revive," seem to suggest that the singer is finding inspiration in the present moment and seeing it as an opportunity for growth and renewal. They continue to search for guidance and describe their life's path as a "splendid everlasting dawn."
In the second verse, the singer encourages the listener to "rewind and act as a child," suggesting perhaps a need to return to a simpler, more innocent time in order to find clarity. They reference the concept of time and how in the present moment, "these days are barely one step ahead" but they are happening in Freiheit, a German word that means freedom.
Overall, the lyrics of "In der Freiheit" seem to explore the idea of finding one's center and navigating through life's uncertainties with a sense of hope and renewal.
Line by Line Meaning
if I lose my center
If I lose my sense of direction or purpose
must wind around
I need to navigate my way back on track
not to roam pal
I need to avoid getting lost, my friend
there's still that
However, there is something that remains
we have to find
We must search for it
these days
The present time
are barely the same so far
Are different from what they used to be
they've come to remind
Their purpose is to trigger memories of the past
the chance to revive
Opportunity to rekindle what may have been lost
I simply can
I finally understand
figure out at long last
After much contemplation
how to begin to evoque
How to summon or awaken
this life's path
The journey I am supposed to take in this world
as a splendid everlasting dawn
A beautiful and never-ending new beginning
so rewind
Go back in time
and act as a child
Behave like we did when we were young
thereby
In doing so
do you remember
Can you recall
if once doubted
If you ever had any uncertainty
the lenght of time?
About how long things would last?
these days
The present time
are barely one step ahead
Are uncertain and unpredictable
they happen to be Freiheit
Yet they offer freedom and liberation
as an splendid everlasting dawn
Like a beautiful and never-ending new beginning
Contributed by Jayden C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Oh Lordy
An old mate of mine in Australia inherited a Luftwaffe Pilots silver ring from his grandfather. The story attached to it is pretty amazing.
His grandfather, a Hungarian national, entered the Luftwaffe before the war as an "army support" pilot. I take that to mean as a Stuka pilot or something similar.
He was the only pilot in his unit to survive the entire war. He spent most of the war on the Eastern Front and was shot down multiple times, including one time when he spent months in hiding behind enemy lines.
My friends grandfather apparently never expected to survive the war and, as was standard practice amongst the Luftwaffe Pilots during the war, lived every day as though it was his last.
He eventually escaped from his homeland, Hungary, after the war by hijacking a military vehicle with some other comrades and driving it west into Western Allied held territory. After years as a POW then refugee, he eventually made it to Australia.
What a hell of a story.
Christo Guichard
Today's thought...🤔
As both my grandfather's spent 5 years fighting in the British Army in the 2ndWW, AND...they told me all of their many stories, including liberating Belsen concentration camp, fighting in North Africa, landing on D-Day, and fighting hand-to-hand combat, up through villages and towns in France, and into Germany itself, it is very hard for me not to look at pictures of German uniformed soldiers...and immediately feel..."hatred". 😔
It is visceral. 😱
I grew up at a time when the war was still raw. 😥
Many of my schoolteachers had fought in the war.
My next door neighbour was a Polish Battle of Britain fighter pilot.
My mum spent the entirety of the war living right on the side of the Thames, in South-East London, being continually bombed.
Many of her friends were killed.
So...it is still a very emotive thing for me.
I was brought up hearing stories of hatred for Germans and all things Germanic.
It is deep-rooted, and it isn't easy to let that stuff go...😥
But...I am also aware that "people are people".
Everywhere.
I have tried to understand, and study, the modern history of Germany.
The 1stWW, the Versailles Treaty, the Weimar Republic, the humiliation of Germany, and the "hope" that Hitler offered his people.
NOTHING in life is "black and white".
I think there are parallels to be drawn with the war today in Ukraine.
Or ANY war?
Hitler once wrote that...
"Man's natural state is war"
(Or something to that effect)
I certainly think that Darwin had something with his theories.
But...is there EVER any room for compassion within that race to survival of the fittest?
I think there IS.
Just remember...
In war (...and politics), NOTHING...is as it first appears.
There is ALWAYS...ALWAYS...more to learn.
☺️
James Berwick
My father was in that area of the war. He told me a story about being assigned to guard German prisoners back to the stockade. he was sitting on top of the cab guarding six German soldiers. Snow on the ground, the truck hit a shell hole, and flipped, tossing him and the prisoners. He figured they'd run, instead, they picked him up, his rifle on the ground, brushed him off, handed him back his rifle, then up righted the truck, got everyone back inside, and climbed on board. When asked why they didn't run...They had been promised hot food, they hadn't had hot food for a very long time,
SuperIv7
If they did not do exactly that, they'd be hunted down like wild animals..
James Berwick
@SuperIv7 Most of them were probably Conscripts, that hated the war in the first place and being in a POW camp they'd go home eventually, and not end up dead.
Scott Foster
No surprise. A 'tour of duty' for German soldiers was the duration. By 1945 most were just plain sick of it. Superlv7 suggests that they were afraid of being hunted down. Not likely. Many Germans just went home without processing.
Van Snyder
They were probably so happy not to be prisoners of the Red Army
Heran Guan
@Van Snyder That is because they feared that USSR will pay back on what they've done to the USSR people
Live The Future
One often forgets how recent this war really was, only 70 or so years ago. Only 2-3 generations back, many of our grandfathers were around at this time. It's kind of incredible.
Especially seeing vivid color footage like this puts things into perspective, makes it feel much more real.
Scott Gibson
I am in my 60s. My father fought in the Black Forest of Germany. He was wounded twice. He never romanced war. He had experienced and seen to much. He used to say you better have no options before going to war. He lost many friends and fellow soldiers. We rarely talked about the war.
Ellecram
@Scott Gibson Interesting! I have been to the Black Forest area to visit a couple times. I love visiting Germany.
Yes some of us older people had parents and uncles who fought in the war. My parents were quite young at the time but one of my older uncles fought in WW II and was part of the Dachau liberation. He gave my mother a dagger from a German rifle. I have it now...somewhere.
Scott Gibson
@Ellecram That is interesting. Hopefully you can find it. Take care