Novalis (German pronunciation: [noˈvaːlɪs]) was the pseudonym of Georg Philipp Friedrich Freiherr von Hardenberg (May 2, 1772 – March 25, 1801), an author and philosopher of early German Romanticism.
Georg Philipp Friedrich von Hardenberg was born in 1772 at Oberwiederstedt manor (now part of Arnstein, Saxony-Anhalt), in the Harz mountains. The family seat was a manorial estate, not simply a stately home. Novalis descended from ancient, Low German nobility. Different lines of the family include such important, influential magistrates and ministry officials as the Prussian chancellor Karl August von Hardenberg (1750–1822). An oil painting and a christening cap commonly assigned to Novalis are his only possessions now extant. In the church in Wiederstedt, he was christened Georg Philipp Friedrich. He spent his childhood on the family estate and used it as the starting point for his travels into the Harz mountains.
Novalis’s father, the estate owner and salt-mine manager Heinrich Ulrich Erasmus Freiherr von Hardenberg (1738–1814), was a strictly pietistic man who had become a member of the Moravian (Herrnhuter) Church. His second marriage was to Auguste Bernhardine von Hardenberg, née Bölzig (1749–1818), who gave birth to eleven children: their second child was Georg Philipp Friedrich, who later named himself Novalis.
No Values
By Paul McCartney
I Hear Them Telling Me That You're Selling Off The Furniture
And Even Keep My Personalized Autographs
You Might As Well Go All The Way And Sell Your Granny To The Zoo
And While You're At It, May I Go To My Psychiatrist ?
He's Making Money Out Of Making Me Laugh
But I Don't Mind , I Wish That I Could Say The Same About You
It Seems To Me That You've Still Got No Values
Oh You Know You're Not So Hot, No Values
And I'll Be Glad If You Went Away Again
No Values . . . No Values . . . No Values At All
The City Shark Is At The Dark And Of The Alleyway
You Pays Your Money And You Takes Your Choice
The Artful Dodger Says He Wants To Pick A Pocket Or Two
But You, You've Taken Up A Place In High Society
A Personal Friend Of Messrs Rolls And Royce
Got Them All Convinced That Everything You Say To Them Is True
It Seems To Me That You've Still Got No Values
Oh You Know You're Not So Hot, No Values
You Know You've Got A Lot, But No Values
And I'd Be Glad If You Went Away Again
No Values . . . No Values . . . No Values At All
I Like Your Wife's Smile, I Like Her Car
If I Had Your Lifestyle, I Wouldn't Go Far Wrong
On The Waters Of Life You Row Your Boat
Into The Strongest Tide That You Can Find
On The Darkest Of Nights We Were Two Of A Kind
We Went Through It All Before The Tide Went Out
And Left Us Stranded On The Shore
How Was I To Know
How Was I To Know
Well You Ain't Got No Values
You Know You Think You're Hot, No Values
You Know You've Got A Lot, But No Values
And I'd Be Glad If You Went Away Again
No Values . . . No Values . . . No Values At All
I'm healthy as a horse
Ahh, but everything is spinnin'
And if I use a gun
I'm sure to go to prison
I'm stubborn as a mule
And nobody breaks my rules
Ahh, but nothin' comes my way
I've got a hard-ass pair of shoulders
I've got a love, you can't imagine
Yeah, and what I got, I double
I swear, I'm keepin' out of trouble
I'm lookin' for one new value
I'm lookin' for one new value
But nothing comes my way
We live in the same world
We were young in the 20th century
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
Herbert Vianna
Quando anoiteceu
Nenhuma luz na nossa casa se acendeu
Aonde você estava?
Aonde estava eu?
Se tudo parecia nada
Ainda assim
O nada era mais do que o que
Você deixou no fim
Quando aconteceu
Quando algo em que a gente acreditava
Se perdeu
Por onde você andava?
Por que não me socorreu?
Não é o fim do mundo é só o fim de tudo
Que fomos nós
Sem flutuar e sem tocar o fundo
Sempre sós
I don't care what you think I don't care what you say I've got nothing to give you Why don't you just go away I've got no values Nothing to say I've got no values Might as well blow you away You're just a hole in the corner Always loaded to the hilt I could try some satisfaction I could destroy everything you build I've got no values Nothing to say I've got no values Might as well blow you away Don't you try classification When you know it won't work What if I try some annihilation Throw your face in the dirt I've got no values Nothing to say I've got no values Might as well blow you away Don't you try pretendin' Telling me it's all right I might start destroyin' Everything in my sight! No values No values No values.