Ich kenne nichts…

This ties in with the “Best concert? Close” post from the other day.

My friend Petrea wrote:

What a pleasure. I watched the whole thing; don’t need subtitles because I love listening to languages. All of them. And the music is enthralling. Good musicians can do that. They don’t need a lot of rehearsal because they know the key and they can wing it. They’re like fine improvisational actors running with a good theme.

This clip is in the same vein – the band had never worked with Xavier Naidoo and picked up this stunningly complex song in a flash.

Lovely song, inspired editing in the segue from rehearsal to concert

Ich kenne nichts

I could talk about you for days
Without once mentioning your name
Under pain or in tears
Your name soothes
The way you move fills me with desire
And each moment with you is worth living.

Nothing compares with the things that you give
With those you show us how you live, how you love.

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you…

Beautiful days with you are precious
So precious as the way to the morning star
I celebrate them like a feast,
Where I always learn something new from you .

At the moment, knowing you, is the most beautiful thing
Knowing you is the best thing that I have.
Forgive me, but I’ll say this again:
Mentioning your name is the most beautiful thing that I say.

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you…

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you…

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you…

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you…

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