Kinderszenen Op.15: 7. Träumerei
Robert Schumann Lyrics


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Bruno Canino & Lynn Harrell For the life of me I never thought that it could…
Christoph Eschenbach For the life of me I never thought that it could…
Lynn Harrell For the life of me I never thought that it could…


We have lyrics for these tracks by Robert Schumann:


1. In der Fremde In der Fremde《在异乡》 cus der Heimat hinter den Blitzen rot闪电后…
1. Seit ich ihn gesehen Sinds ik haar zag lopen Zie ik niets anders meer Blind met…
10. Hör' Ich Das Liedchen Klingen Hoor nou 's wat ze spelen Het lied van jou en…
16. Die Alten Bösen Lieder Genoeg genoeg van Jongens genoeg genoeg gescoord Wie droom o…
2. Aus Meinen Tränen Sprießen Als dichters 's nachtjes wenen Dan zijn ze gewoon aan het…
3. Ich kann's nicht fassen nicht glauben Het is toch niet te geloven Ik knijp me suf want…
6. Schöne Fremde Schöne Fremde美丽的陌生人 Es rauschen die Wipfel und schauern,树梢沙沙…
8. In der Fremde In der Fremde《在异乡》 cus der Heimat hinter den Blitzen rot闪电后…
Dichterliebe Op. 48: Wenn ich in deine Augen seh' Als ik je lieve ogen zie Hoor ik op slag een…
Dichterliebe Op.48: 9. Das Ist Ein Flöten Und Geigen Als alle engeltjes zingen Dan zingen ze zoals zij 'T is fees…
Dreaming For the life of me I never thought that it could…
In der Fremde In der Fremde《在异乡》 cus der Heimat hinter den Blitzen rot闪电后…
Mondnacht Es war, als hätt' der Himmel, 就像天堂轻轻 Die Erde still geküßt, …
Schöne Fremde Schöne Fremde美丽的陌生人 Es rauschen die Wipfel und schauern,树梢沙沙…



Wenn ich in deine Augen seh Als ik je lieve ogen zie Hoor ik op slag een…


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@Insomniac_Hart

I've repeated this piece so many times already I lost count... Every time I hear this piece, it breaks my heart... A continuous reminder of all of my flaws, all of my failures. They play in front of my eyes and behind my eyelids, so even if I close them, the images are still there bright as the day they were carved into my mind.

My mistakes, my sorrows, my fears, my disappointments, and disappointed loved ones, friends, family… All intertwined in a web of what I thought was a good life... A life of my mistakes... That apparently everyone paid for but me...

And so long it was the time it took me to finally see through the veil of lies I put down... Curtains of excuses to blind me from the truth of myself... 
Moments of rage, screaming into the sky at the frustration that no one would listen even if they could...

Moments of fear, Where I let perfect opportunities fall, because I did not want to fall myself.... and the ironic truth there that if I had fallen with that opportunity, I would have been better off...

Moments where I spend countless sleepless nights hungering for someones touch, or love... only to immediately realize you really aren't good enough for anyone...

Moments of Rage... Rage as I question reality itself...  Followed by a deep confusion that simply instantly exhausts me. People/ and friends and significant others who stood me up, or flat out took advantage of the nice guy-me... having me wait for nothing...

Then people stare and call you crazy for thrusting your fist through a wall... simply swinging again and again at the non/alive wall you know you have to repair later...

But you aren't swinging blindly... You swing at the injustices, you swing at the unfairness... the sorrow... in a quick attempt to vent these feelings of complete rage... and if no comfort comes from this, then you swing so it can hurt...

At least now the pain in your heart is wroth something now... 

Then later you get back from home depot to a quiet home... and start working in silence... Traffic outside filling that silence that would have remained unnoticed if I hadn't mentioned anything....

That Exhausting enraging feeling of self disgust and injustice... You feel it when... when you try to talk to someone, even if its just a co worker... All you see are those images... their faces of discomfort... disapproval... dismissal... That facial expression that speaks volumes... That tone in their voice... And you know what it means when you see it and hear it... as much as they deny it you know what it means...

It means They're done... They don't want to hear it, they are looking for the door-and have had ENOUGH... not of it... but enough of you...

That's when what they say changes.
"Im Busy..." Girl who says she likes me.
" "Silence for days* " Girl who says she likes me
'You're weird...' --They all said...
 'You talk TOO much' --everyone said...
  "Are you in Special Ed?' --Someone who was concerned asked, they weren't being mean so that actually hurt more)
'You are broken' --Best friend said this...
"Wow she sounds like a catch dude!! But dude you aren't exactly stable, I wouldn't go for it dude I mean... don't bring her down with you man." Best-friend Advice on dating...  
"We don't even have anything in common anymore dude" Best Friend claim...
"We will never go to your house man because my girls career is too important to put her career in danger like that with her career and whatever you got going on." Best... Friend... *Sigh * I have two cats, a dog, and live alone... So... Pffft- what?!
"You used to be Smarter dude... Now its just noise!" Best friend advice...
id keep going but... id just be making another list... from someone else... I don't really have a lot of evidence telling me that I'm a successful person... I'm a good person, but not good enough to be considered any kind of friend... or family member...

Where? why? how?  I have nowhere to go from here, no reason to do it either... and no way of figuring out how to get it done...

"You used to be smarter" that foces you to break... and just stare at the wall, or the mirror, or the stars... in silence of that truth... that you were never good enough to see the good in yourself... and now its gone...  That in the end, regardless of what I do, I wont know what normality is because I really don't know WHAT it is... so...

I'm Like a sailor at sea who is not lost.... but just has nowhere left to go... I have no one to talk to about this and on occasion ill visit those old ports... but I don't get off my ship anymore... or open up... Those times died long ago, and it will be easier to accept it and swallow the pill that maybe I should forget about what I'm not meant to have.



All comments from YouTube:

@famousamos

What a beautiful piece. It reminds me of happy days when there were no worries in sight.

@terrywang7984

1:40 Best chair squeaking timing ever! This is some next level stuff!!

@m.a.g.4881

Same note

@GeodesicBruh

It wasn’t chair squeaking, it’s the noise a piano makes if you release the pedal kinda slowly.

The damper vibrates a bit, resonating with the notes.


That’s why it was the same note btw.

@notahamster333

neither of them understand
what he means exactly,

but the old man
begins to cry anyway,

and they will never
see each other again.

@boundalive7872

I know it's been a year since you posted that, but something about it is still reverberating within me.

@germanbigdaddy

Wow thanks, til i learned something from his voicing, subtle indeed :)
This is one of the pieces that is very easy to play well, and very hard to play very well.

@dylankwong1512

"today i learned i learned"

@KeithWhalen11

1:29 Horowitz could turn one note into a universe.

@aswomebro3217

thats not one note, and if so which note

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