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Hoffnungsvoller Liebe - Vocal Trance Music (April 2025) (German)
A vocal trance / trance / edm release from 0zkMusic.
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Triebe
Gefangen in den alten Trieben,
Doch ich will nur deine Liebe
Bliebe
Wenn du bei mir bleibst, wÀr das echte Liebe
Ziehe
Ich spĂŒr, wie mich zu dir ziehe
Etwa noch pure Liebe?
Hiebe
Manchmal gibt es Worte von dir ĂŒber Hiebe, Doch am Ende zĂ€hlt die Liebe
Schriebe
Ich schrieb dir all die Briefe, voll von reiner Liebe
TrĂŒbe
Manchmal ist mein Herz so trĂŒbe, doch dann rettest duâs mit Liebe
Rette mich aus dem Sumpf voller
Verhungerte Liebe
Die kein Ort fĂŒr wahre Liebe
Am Ende zÀhlt ein hoffnungsvoller
Liebe Liebe Liebe
Triebe
Gefangen in den alten Trieben,
Doch ich will nur deine Liebe
Bliebe
Wenn du bei mir bleibst, wÀr das echte Liebe
Ziehe
Ich spĂŒr, wie mich zu dir ziehe
Etwa noch pure Liebe?
Hiebe
Manchmal gibt es Worte von dir ĂŒber Hiebe, Doch am Ende zĂ€hlt die Liebe
Schriebe
Ich schrieb dir all die Briefe, voll von reiner Liebe
TrĂŒbe
Manchmal ist mein Herz so trĂŒbe, doch dann rettest duâs mit Liebe
Rette mich aus dem Sumpf voller
Verhungerte Liebe
Die kein Ort fĂŒr wahre Liebe
Am Ende zÀhlt ein hoffnungsvoller
Liebe Liebe Liebe
Lyrics (English)#
Urges
Bound to the urges of yesterday,
yet all I want is your love.
Stay
If you stay with me, that would be love made real.
Drawn
I feel the pull that draws me close to youâ
could it still be love so pure?
Blows
Your words can land like blows,
but in the end only love survives.
Letters
I wrote you letters overflowing with untainted love.
Dim
My heart grows dim at times,
and every time your love redeems the light.
Save me from the mire of
starvedâout loveâ
no place for love thatâs true.
In the end what carries us is one last, hopeful
love, love, love.
Urges
Bound to the urges of yesterday,
yet all I want is your love.
Stay
If you stay with me, that would be love made real.
Drawn
I feel the pull that draws me close to youâ
could it still be love so pure?
Blows
Your words can land like blows,
but in the end only love survives.
Letters
I wrote you letters overflowing with untainted love.
Dim
My heart grows dim at times,
and every time your love redeems the light.
Save me from the mire of
starvedâout loveâ
no place for love thatâs true.
In the end what carries us is one last, hopeful
love, love, love.
The idea#
Caught in old Triebe, wanting only Liebe; stay, and it might become real; words can land like Hiebe, yet love is still what counts. Letters full of pure feeling; a heart grown trĂŒbe until the other person redeems the light. Then the plea: pull me from the swamp of starved-out love where true love has no placeâwhat remains is hoffnungsvoller Liebe, repeated until it becomes drum and prayer.
Euphoric nocturnal vocal trance loves this kind of open longing. The German rhyme chain (Triebe/Liebe/Bliebe/ZieheâŠ) is half game, half compulsionâlanguage spinning around the same center because the speaker cannot leave it.
I hear need that knows its own hunger and still chooses hope as the last usable word. Not polished theologyâmore like someone singing their way out of a mire by naming the only exit they still believe in.
