Բառերը Եւ Թարգմանությունները - Old Phone
— երգում է Ed Sheeran
«Old Phone» քնարերգություն և թարգմանություններ։ Բացահայտեք, թե ով է գրել այս երգը: Գտեք, թե ով է այս տեսահոլովակի պրոդյուսերն ու ռեժիսորը: «Old Phone» կոմպոզիտոր, տեքստեր, դասավորվածություն, հոսքային հարթակներ և այլն։ «Old Phone»-ը երգ է, որը կատարվում է Անգլերեն-ում։ «Old Phone»-ը երգում է Ed Sheeran
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«Old Phone»-ն ունի բառեր Անգլերեն լեզվով:
"I wanted fans to all come to this special first pop up Old Phone pub gig to all be there for the same reason, and emotionally connected. I wanted everyone in that room to have felt the same feelings of nostalgia, longing, joy and sadness I had felt from going through my old phone. I asked all of them to submit a video, a photo or a message from their old phone that meant a lot to them to get into the gig that night, and we all shared in a night of music, dancing, laughing and tears. It was really magical, maybe my favourite music video I’ve ever made. Shout out to Emil Nava for making my dream happen, all the amazing people who built the Old Phone pub for one night only in Ipswich MA, and of course, all the wonderful people of Ipswich MA who made us feel so welcome that day. The music video is out now, enjoy. More to come x" - Ed
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Credits
Production Company Ammolite Machine
Director Emil Nava
Producer Mike Capon
Commissioner Dan Curwin
Executive Producer Kerry Smart
Line Producer Steve Oare
DOP Chiao Chen
Content Creator Ramona Schwab
Production Designer Audrey Ledoux
Grooming & Styling Liberty Shaw
Styling Hilary Owen
Post Production
Editor Vid Price @ Trim
Post Production Max Beidport / Ammolite Machine
Colour Connor Coolbear @ ETC
Sound Design ARK Studios
Thank you to the many fans who submitted their stories.
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Old Phone Lyrics:
I found my old phone today
In a box that I had hidden away
Nostalgia trying to lead me astray
Maybe I’ll unwrite some wrongs
I charged the battery again
Combinations cause my passcode had changed
Opened up and saw familiar names
Now I wonder where they’ve gone
Conversations with my dead friends
Messages from all my exes
I kinda think that this was best left
In the past where it belongs
I feel an overwhelming sadness
Of all the friends I do not have left
Seeing how my family has fractured
Growing up and moving on
I found my old phone today
Arguments that I tried to keep at bay
The ones who loved me I just pushed them away
Couldn’t tell the difference from the leeches
My closed hand still holds some mates
But if I’m open it gets smaller day by day
I can’t tell if it is pleasure or pain
Trying to keep within my remit
Conversations with my dead friends
Messages from all my exes
I kinda think that this was best left
There in the past where it belongs
I feel an overwhelming sadness
Of all the friends I do not have left
Seeing how my family has fractured
Growing up and moving on
I found my old phone today
So full of love
Yet so full of hate
I put it back inside there from whence it came
Nothing good will come from regretting
Conversations with my dead friends
Messages from all my exes
I kinda think that this was best left
There in the past where it belongs
I feel an overwhelming sadness
Of all the friends I do not have left
Seeing how my family has fractured
Growing up and moving on
I found my old phone today