i was 12 years Kurdish Exodus in 1991 i still remember my mom trying to help me for found my shoes after we didn t found it 8 day I walked without shoes on snow
Dear Chris, You tread lightly, the depths of the soul, of, people of the world, so careful not to touch, but the field that you are walking, is a wound not yet healed, your sensitivity, that great, and you bring him some light and cure, bleeding hearts all due respect, you are a champion in sensitivity Thank you very much
I saw his 2018 summer solo tour in Aachen. It was actually brilliant!! One man just standing there alone with his guitar and piano, making the best music I've ever heard...
The last time I cried, I was sitting home, And it was deep in the night, Staring at the shadows and the flickering lights, Giving all that I had, to take them away, Giving all that I had, to make them pay; The last time I cried, I could see the people, Long ago in the rain, Waiting as the soldiers put them all on a train, And the hands on the bars, the eyes full of tears, And the word is the same, for a thousand years, Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me, Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me; The last time I cried, I could not believe it, When I held on a face, Staring at a soldier with his gun in the rain, It was the face of a child, my child here asleep, And the soldier who smiled, the man was me, Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me, Eli Eli Lama, oh why, have you forsaken me? Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me, The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time.
I'm standing in the station, I am waiting for a train, To take me to the border, And my loved one far away, I watched a bunch of soldiers heading for the war, I could hardly even bear to see them go; Rolling through the countryside, Tears are in my eyes, We're coming to the borderline, I'm ready with my lies, And in the early morning rain, I see her there, And I know I'll have to say goodbye again; And it's breaking my heart, I know what I must do, I hear my country call me, but I want to be with you, I'm taking my side, one of us will lose, Don't let go, I want to know, That you will wait for me until the day, There's no borderline, no borderline; Walking past the border guards, Reaching for her hand, Showing no emotion, I want to break into a run, But these are only boys, and I will never know, How men can see the wisdom in a war... And it's breaking my heart, I know what I must do, I hear my country call me, but I want to be with you, I'm taking my side, one of us will lose, Don't let go, I want to know, That you will wait for me until the day, There's no borderline, no borderline, No borderline, no borderline...
A child is born on a battlefield, A soldier boy falls to his knees, And a woman cries in joy and pain, When will we all live in peace again? A child is born where the wild wind blows, In a country torn from the south to the north, And a family runs from day to day, When will we see our home again? When will we see that simple truth, That the only thing that's worth a damn, The life of a child is more than a forest, The life of a child is more than a border, Could ever be; A child is born in the desert sun, A tiny life has just begun, And a mother cries for her hungry babe, When will I feed my boy again? A child is born to an ordinary home, East or west, it could be anyone, But we all want to know, Will my child survive to see the day, When we will be secure again? When will we see the simple truth, That the only thing that's worth a damn, The life of a child is more than a forest, The life of a child is more than a border, The life of a child is more than religion, The life of a child is only a heartbeat from eternity, We must believe, for the sake of humanity, We must believe... For the sake of humanity, we must believe.
My favourite version of "the last time i cried" is the one live from dublin, because it is more powerful! But this one before "Borderline" is awesome. He always wants to tell stories out of his songs.
you deserve to have a status in every corner in kurdstan. We love you. We are proud of you.
ARAM MUHAMMAD
Where is Kurdstan located ?
Love & Respect from Kurdistan
i was 12 years Kurdish Exodus in 1991 i still remember my mom trying to help me for found my shoes after we didn t found it 8 day I walked without shoes on snow
Thanks Chris, Love from Kurdistan, we love Brother..I don't know if love is a right word, I can't express my feeling better.
Love From KURDISTAN
Will this video ever go out of date.
Dear Chris,
You tread lightly, the depths of the soul, of, people of the world, so careful not to touch, but the field that you are walking, is a wound not yet healed, your sensitivity, that great, and you bring him some light and cure, bleeding hearts all due respect, you are a champion in sensitivity
Thank you very much
Chris un argentino como pocos
asi es soy argentino
@pistenqueen my fave version of the Last time I Cried is also from the Live in Dublin concert but this is pretty good, being solo!
I saw his 2018 summer solo tour in Aachen. It was actually brilliant!! One man just standing there alone with his guitar and piano, making the best music I've ever heard...
@@kareljongejan How lucky you were!!
The last time I cried, I was sitting home,
And it was deep in the night,
Staring at the shadows and the flickering lights,
Giving all that I had, to take them away,
Giving all that I had, to make them pay;
The last time I cried, I could see the people,
Long ago in the rain,
Waiting as the soldiers put them all on a train,
And the hands on the bars, the eyes full of tears,
And the word is the same, for a thousand years,
Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me,
Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me;
The last time I cried, I could not believe it,
When I held on a face,
Staring at a soldier with his gun in the rain,
It was the face of a child, my child here asleep,
And the soldier who smiled, the man was me,
Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me,
Eli Eli Lama, oh why, have you forsaken me?
Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me,
The last time I cried, the last time I cried,
The last time I cried, the last time I cried,
The last time I cried, the last time I cried,
The last time I cried, the last time I cried,
The last time.
T
I LOVE YOU CHRIS !
I'm standing in the station,
I am waiting for a train,
To take me to the border,
And my loved one far away,
I watched a bunch of soldiers heading for the war,
I could hardly even bear to see them go;
Rolling through the countryside,
Tears are in my eyes,
We're coming to the borderline,
I'm ready with my lies,
And in the early morning rain, I see her there,
And I know I'll have to say goodbye again;
And it's breaking my heart, I know what I must do,
I hear my country call me, but I want to be with you,
I'm taking my side, one of us will lose,
Don't let go, I want to know,
That you will wait for me until the day,
There's no borderline, no borderline;
Walking past the border guards,
Reaching for her hand,
Showing no emotion,
I want to break into a run,
But these are only boys, and I will never know,
How men can see the wisdom in a war...
And it's breaking my heart, I know what I must do,
I hear my country call me, but I want to be with you,
I'm taking my side, one of us will lose,
Don't let go, I want to know,
That you will wait for me until the day,
There's no borderline, no borderline,
No borderline, no borderline...
I love borderline too.its so sad and so heartbreaking.
A child is born on a battlefield,
A soldier boy falls to his knees,
And a woman cries in joy and pain,
When will we all live in peace again?
A child is born where the wild wind blows,
In a country torn from the south to the north,
And a family runs from day to day,
When will we see our home again?
When will we see that simple truth,
That the only thing that's worth a damn,
The life of a child is more than a forest,
The life of a child is more than a border,
Could ever be;
A child is born in the desert sun,
A tiny life has just begun,
And a mother cries for her hungry babe,
When will I feed my boy again?
A child is born to an ordinary home,
East or west, it could be anyone,
But we all want to know,
Will my child survive to see the day,
When we will be secure again?
When will we see the simple truth,
That the only thing that's worth a damn,
The life of a child is more than a forest,
The life of a child is more than a border,
The life of a child is more than religion,
The life of a child is only a heartbeat from eternity,
We must believe, for the sake of humanity,
We must believe...
For the sake of humanity, we must believe.
Aitee Toh the only message that human kind must understand lies in these humble but powerful words
genial is argentino
My favourite version of "the last time i cried" is the one live from dublin, because it is more powerful! But this one before "Borderline" is awesome. He always wants to tell stories out of his songs.
What a voice. Listen to him when I wake and through the day. Ty Chris de Burgh!!
I love you Chris this is one of my favorite
you deserve to have a status in every corner in kurdstan. We love you. We are proud of you.
you deserve to have a status in every corner in kurdstan. We love you. We are proud of you.
you deserve to have a status in every corner in kurdstan. We love you. We are proud of you.
2018 love dis song and chris ofc
Genial ❤️
умели же петь
marvellous
بزيت كريس
Супер без воп и т хх
:)