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Second To Sun - Nocturnal Philosophy dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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Nocturnal Philosophy


[Verse 1]
Woke up at night, through the outlines of dimly smoldering candles
Sudden guests ask for shelter in the midnight silence
There is no noise outside the window, the foliage does not squeal
The city is empty, the path is licked by the moon
 
[Verse 2]
The first shadow bowed silently to the floor
The prisoner of such a fate has long forgotten about God
The second shadow, a little behind, has a beautiful face
The ghost of past suffering, sophisticated executions
 
[Bridge]
The third shadow, the dim light is fading
A subtle smell of rot, as if in a crypt, in silence
In the funeral darkness, distorted features
Again awaits the glimpse of a new dawn
 
[Verse 3]
Five atrocities:
Quarter! Hanged by the rib!
Sew into a bearskin1! Impaled!
Wheel!
Blissful fear in fierce delirium
Neat cunning lurks
Nocturnal philosophy in insomnia
On black Sunday, groaning prays, suffering from horror
 
[Verse 4]
'When will this stop?' — asks — 'When?'
Only once the guests say in response: 'Never'
Who took over the pain? Where has the anger gone?
The light of dim eyes flickers: the earth leads the guests
You see the dead risen from the grave
Will not be saved, praying over a red corner
The appearance of the obsolete were bloodless
Will bind the mind with a nightmare for many years
 
[Pre-chorus]
They roam deliberately on the frozen earth
Aliens from another world ask to go home
In a gust of blizzard from the windows they moan sadly
They sing in the key of hysterical melodies
They dot their trail with stars,
Covering the sky with a black veil
Foreign unknown creatures
Relocate their spirit to history
 
[Chorus]
Starless black, black horizon
Floats through the darkness
Starless pitch black horizon
Floats through the darkness
 
[Interlude]
Night thoughts in insomnia among the forces of the power of evil
 
[Outro]
No, behold, the dead are alive, never die! (Never!..)
 
  • 1. obshit' medvedno – оne of the favorite executions of Ivan the Terrible: the condemned was sewn up in a bearskin and then hallowed to dogs




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