A keresés eredménye oldal 2

Kill the Dragon

Fog and acrid smoke, there’s no sun in the sky,
All the people here are dressed in grey and dull like mice.
In contrast, iron law and order are everywhere,
A dragon reigns on silk banners.
 
Earthly happiness burns with sacrificial fire,
The dragon is toying with the power in your city and in the world.
The tyrant has bad blood and a wise man’s mind,
He made slaves, made a featureless herd out of everyone.
 
But comfort is always dearer
Than money, truth, love.
Fear of freedom gnaws the souls,
And slaves remain obedient.
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against all odds,
To kill the dragon inside you!
 
As well as all, the tyrant isn’t immortal, and his ashes were scattered,
The great myth of wonderful days of flourishing is debunked.
And again, there’s playing with power, and again, there’s a battle for the throne,
And a new dragon gives people a phantom of happiness.
 
What kind of ancient hex draws this spiral?
Greed will take in its arms again,
Power will plunge steel into the soul.
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against all odds,
To kill the dragon inside you!
 
Dragon's spirit is napping in everyone,
We all are born with it.
Power and greed – these are the laws
Which play with people!
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against…
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against all odds,
To kill the dragon inside you!
 

It all starts there where night ends (Last run)

Hey, easy rider,
So many roads are left behind!
How many more things wait us on the way?
We are living
For all of those who are not with us,
We often see them all together in our dreams.
 
Engines’ roar is quiter,
A retreat is sounded for us,
In heaven or in hell
They have forgotten about you and me!
 
It all starts there, where night ends -
Beyond the horizon,
Birds in free flight are like us.
Sunrise is tearing up foreign cities’ sky
With its fiery front,
We are fading in the embrace of a newborn day.
 
To be or not to be?
It’s an ancient and silly question,
You’ve outgrown these doubts.
Hey, hold on tight!
This is the last run,
You’ve sealed your fate yourself.
 
You’ll always be an outcast here,
You’ve understood that.
Screw the retreat, it’s time to decide,
Brothers are with you all the way!
 
It all starts there, where night ends -
Beyond the horizon,
Birds in free flight are like us.
Sunrise is tearing up foreign cities’ sky
With its fiery front,
We are fading in the embrace of a newborn day.
 
Engines’ roar is louder,
You’ve become 25 years younger.
And again, your soul is singing with the wind,
Death won’t catch you ever!
 
It all starts there, where night ends -
Beyond the horizon,
Birds in free flight are like us.
Sunrise is tearing up foreign cities’ sky
With its fiery front,
We are fading in the embrace of a newborn day.
 

The Battle

Versions: #2
Both dew and tears
Are making the eyes wet.
There’s a bright star wandering
In the well’s black backwater…
 
They had been flying for one hundred thousands years
Towards another planet, towards your Earth!
Sons of the First Stellar Race!
They inhabited human bodies,
Initially killing the shade,
Then killing love and anger,
Quarrels and mutual understanding.
 
With no pain, no blood,
Invading from the sky.
Nobody speaks out against,
Only the holy fool is screaming out,
Having gathered a cross from branches!
 
The battle is coming,
The air is getting loaded with thunder.
The battle is coming,
The last fight for the Earth!
 
Vitality fades in earthlings’ eyes.
They’re in the grip of someone else's commands.
They ruin the eternity of pyramides,
They set fire to the ocean.
Space rejoices, the myth's dispelled
That it’s impossible to handle human beings.
But there’re new heroes
Going into the final fight!
 
The Heroes of the Fifth Race,
Not stellar but the Earth’s.
Their kind was called Aryan.
Immortality awaits them in the fight
With cosmic horde!
 

So, that’s the sorrow

So, that’s the sorrow…
I don't feel sorry, I don’t regret.
I ain’t sorry for vagabonds in dust
And for my desperate love.
I’m tired of tears,
Of old bright stars.
I’m so tired to yell,
And to get in fights in the heat of the moment!
 
I've been having the same dream for many years,
As if I’m sailing on an ancient ship,
But there’s no sea long ago,
There’re only stones and the dry bottom.
All my friends have gone
On towards the land.
Nights replace days,
And I feel so stuffy in the hollow…
 
[Chorus:]
It’s so serious
And meanwhile not serious,
To each his own:
To get cold under the sunlight,
To bask under the rain.
Sun’s about to set,
And my mood is changing its course,
And I’m glad that I’m alive!
 
So, that’s the sorrow…
I broke the seal of my soul.
Anxiety in my heart
Draws a white bull's-eye for me.
Hey, destiny of mine!
What do you got for me?
Give me a new chance,
And send me a hurricane!
 
[Chorus:]
It’s so serious
And meanwhile not serious,
To each his own:
To get cold under the sunlight,
To bask under the rain.
Sun’s about to set,
And my mood is changing its course,
And I’m glad that I’m alive!
 

Intonations

Versions: #2
We close the doors of our flats.
Keys under the mat,
The janitor smiles like an old friend
And so does this cruelly vast world.
 
The steward shows us to the place
Where everything is like in b/w films
Clearer water and hearts
And we're alone in this dark compartment.
 
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
Your whisper, the shuffle of the waves.
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
And in the odd dance of declamations
One can hear the words
One can hear the words
I love
to stay
with you.
 
And the train ticket back
is like a sentence to solitary confinement,
And I, hurt by the distance
 
will understand, much later,
 
That if there is space for a shiver,
Then down with all the principles
Not trains, but your soft skin
brings me back home
 
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
Your whispers inside me, like the shuffle of waves.
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
And in the odd dance of declamations
One can hear the words
 
I love
to stay
with you
with you
 
I love
to stay
with you
 

Roses

What use have I for days?
What use have I for these minutes?
Take them,
or give them to someone else.
An eternity
is not that long, I suppose
if there is but one way back.
 
Once again,
please become my ripped jeans.
Without you
I don't understand prose.
I'll forget about all my previous principles.
Wind.
Night.
You.
Pistols and roses.
 
Watersides
are becoming increasingly fragile.
And water...
But that's not what I mean.
Ships
are throwing down lifeboats for me,
And I just sing,
sing these verses for you -
 
Once again,
please become my ripped jeans.
Without you
I don't understand prose.
I'll forget about all my previous principles -
My life-saving air is no longer above water...
 
What use have I for days and nights?
What use have I for these minutes?
Take them, or, actually,
give them to someone else.
An eternity
is not that long, believe me,
if there is but one way back to him.
 
Once again,
please become my ripped jeans.
Without you, I don't understand prose.
I'll forget about all my previous principles!
 
...You, pistols and roses...
 

Aria of Koschei the Immortal

Versions: #2
Have you ever heard how people give a cunt1?
No, it's not that cunt that has hairs,
U-u-u-ugh! It's a cunt, a specific cunt,
When they punch and kick you!
 
Ivan has just beaten me so much,
It was very disagreeable even for me,
I guess it's a custom among them
To kick right on the fucking face.
 
Probably now I'm going to die
From so intense battering...
Take your hat off! Koschei has got a cunt2, u-u-u-ugh!
I have got it for the soul, not for the glory!
 
Probably now I'm going to die
From so intense battering...
Take your hat off! Koschei has got a cunt, u-u-u-ugh!
I have got it for the soul, not for the glory!
 
(Narrative Part)
 
Koschei whined like a dog, farted several times and croaked,
He didn't stay alive, fuck him! Having crapping up his pants, he died.
And, shaking his ass, Ivan had been running across the chambers
Before he met his wife in one room.
Having seen Vasilisa, he took out his dick
And fucking fell down on the sofa with his wife,
After that, singing 'boogie-woogie', our wedded pair
Quickly went home,
Hugging with a pleasure!
 

• 1. 'Give a cunt' - it means 'to beat up' in Russian non-normative slang.
• 2. 'Has got a cunt' - it means 'has been beaten up' in Russian non-normative slang.

Welcome to Russia

Our door is open for everyone
They are talking too much, but don't believe to rumors
Turn right - the forests, turn left - the blooming fields
As far as the eye can see - my Homeland
 
Moscow ain't sleep at nights
Samara-beautiful one by the river Volga
Real Russian Patty, in our Kaliningrad
And in Volgograd is enough for everybody
 
She is rejoice everybody, from Sochi to Rostov
The Empyrean Russian big soul
Come and say:
Russia, Russia - f*ck, yeah
Russia, Russia - f*ck, yeah
 
Don't believe, that Petersburg is grim
Sun is shining between the bridges through the Neva River
In Yekaterinburg dancing steelworkers
And isn't staying away our Nizhny Novgorod
 
Everybody celebrating with us, in Saransk and KAZAN
In our map is so much beautiful cities,
And everyone here is ready to scream:
 
Russia, Russia - f*ck, yeah
Russia, Russia - f*ck, yeah
Russia, Russia - f*ck, yeah
Russia, Russia - f*ck, yeah
 

Take My Tired Heart

Versions: #3
Blind night has covered walls and floor,
it doesn’t let unlock the door.
I walk around in my house,
but cannot find a rest anyhow.
An ache will hit my tired head,
while gun is looking for the aim,
A ghost of dream will appear in mirrors
swaying to fade.
 
Chorus:
Take my tired heart!
Oh, take my sick soul!
I am so lonely now,
I am dreaming to die.
No place is to go.
My world is quite broken.
A candle is crying for me,
evening turning to night.
 
You died in soggy gloomy day,
and shadows swam under the rain,
For I have never seen the Death,
I met its dirt and mightiness.
Your eye were full of agony,
I want to share with you it
A ghost of love will appear in mirrors
swaying to fade.
 
(Chorus.)
 
I hear sounds of morning bells,
it glorifies holidays.
Their copper shines they look golden.
But you sleep, you will never wake up.
 
I hear sounds of morning bells,
it teases evil,
These sounds splitting the sky above.
But it was only you whom I loved
 
Take my tired heart…
 

Follow Me

On the way to Hell
There’s a strange black rider.
Face of him is pale with cold sparkles in frozen eyes.
He’s an Evil’s messenger,
He’s a shadow of dying
He watches us as if his aim’s to find.
 
Never asking
He sets damage.
Off he’s taking
Souls to darkness.
 
Ritual that he will perform
Make you obey his precept on.
His thunder voice will echo here:
‘Follow me!’
 
On the way to Hell
There’s wind and moving.
No brake can help and storm will wash the blood away.
The strange black rider rushes
Having full equipment.
Way to Paradise is blank again.
 
Never asking
He sets damage.
Off he’s taking
Souls to darkness.
 
Ritual that he will perform
Make you obey his precept on.
His thunder voice will echo here:
‘Follow me!’
 

Angel Dust

Versions: #2
On the edge of cliff in front of gloomy darkness
You are standing with a very strange daydream.
You said ‘World, good bye’ you wish to get some courage
Your desire is to play with winds.
 
Now you are happy more than anybody.
Angel dust take you and let you rise high up.
It gave you the power to get the control
Over the lightning and you laugh.
 
Angel dust is fear
It’s unreal real.
 
Oh crazy escapee, that’s not a road –
The light there is false and wrong.
Your angel has lit illusion fire,
Intending to kill your mind.
 
On the edge of cliff you hear song of heaven
Music of the gods and magic sounds rise.
Hovering you are but pleasure’s not for ever
Soul of you will be merchant’s prize
 
Tired being a bird you fall right on the ground
Trying save your heart from hands of destiny…
Standing on the edge of cliff to burn in fire
There are new moths for suicide
 
Angel dust is fear
It’s unreal real.
 
Oh crazy escapee, that’s not a road –
The light there is false and wrong.
Your angel has lit illusion fire,
Intending to kill your mind.
 

Ice instead of gentle heart

Versions: #3
Night has carried away heavy clouds
But days are hopeless and dim.
We are parting forever just now,
We got in the dark and can’t leave.
 
I loved you and felt a hatred
Now my soul is empty and hard.
All has vanished without print or even mark
I have got an ice instead of gentle heart.
 
I can recall our dreams and planning,
But life doesn’t suit for all of them.
So many times we looked for an exit
And failed as the way had no end.
 
I loved you and felt a hatred
Now my soul is empty and hard.
All has vanished without print or even mark
And I‘ve got an ice instead of gentle heart.
 
Better we’ll seek two separate roads
My way will be long and yours is nice.
I mustn’t blame neither Damn nor God
I have to pay assigned price.
 
I loved you and felt a hatred
Now my soul is empty and hard.
All has vanished without print or even mark
I have got an ice instead of gentle heart.
 

All that was

Versions: #2
I lock the door and the torment flies.
My soul’s hurt as if it gets to die.
One more step can be luck or fail
Now you’re my foe , and I cannot understand –
You ruined my life.
 
Once a wizard prophesied me,
Destiny full of storms and grief.
He’s like a beast smelled a smoke of stress.
My door is shut and the rain will clean your trace.
It was your wish.
 
[chorus:]
There was a pure and a saintly light.
There was a greedy fortune, that is blind.
There’ll be a cross and seven rounds to suffer
In a fire desert.
 
Voice of you is still wandering here.
In the day and at night I hear.
I pray my fate let me be at last
But tender eyes are still looking through the glass,
Your tender eyes.
 
(chorus)
 
I saw a dream, it was of you
You brought your heart and soul too.
My pain went off and all my troubles died,
But doors are locked and fears revive
That I was cursed and I’m doomed
the torment feel I will die soon
I will die soon
 
There was a fortune...
There’ll be my cross…
 
There was a fortune...
There’ll be my cross…
 
(chorus)
 
It seems I am cursed.
 

The Sunset

Versions: #2
I see the evening sun melting the glass of windows.
Day’s over. Night will leave shadows of my dreams.
I will never drive the grey melancholy away –
All’s gone like castles in air fade with breath of wind.
 
In the past my darlings were alive.
Endless life was festive, dawns were not alone.
Lots of rivers. Seas are vast and kind.
But they cannot bring me to my home.
 
Night brings together all diamonds with some ashes.
Enemies become your friends but result’s the same.
Two suns were shining me and they will shine for ever,
Bitterness will cover them with memory sweet lane.
 
In the past my darlings were alive.
Endless life was festive, dawns were not alone.
Lots of rivers. Seas are vast and kind.
But they cannot bring me to my home.
 
Take me with you, the flaming purple flow!
Bring me away with you, the evening sun.
I sorrow for the past, can bear this no more,
The birds are screaming high above.
 
I see the evening sun melting the glass of windows.
Day’s over. Night will leave shadows of my dreams…
 

Slavery of Illusions

In the land of my father I lived like alien
Not esteeming the saints or the demons.
I went through a wind and broke through all,
I was looking for people of freedom.
And I never was a slave of sweet illusions.
 
My parents worship God and Satan,
For they need a Master to live.
In this land everyone built a prison of own,
They believe that the king can’t deceive.
But I never was a slave of sweet illusions.
But I never was a slave of sweet illusions
 
High on the hills
I see so near
How three eagles hover in the sky.
We call them Honour,
Mind and the Calmness –
neither Evil nor Good could be find.
 
Come up the hills
And you’ll see so near
How three eagles fly greeting you.
We call them Honour,
Mind and the Calmness –
Nothing more could be find
In the bright cold height,
Neither Evil nor Good.
 
I was condemned and I was laughed at
And the old men spit watching me.
My friends often spoke of crown of thorns
Foreseeing my life full of grief.
But I never was a slave of sweet illusions
 
So even if life will come soon to the end,
And none put a cross on my grave.
I still will be free, unexplained and strange
For the havens are empty and sad.
And I’ll never be a slave of sweet illusions
And I’ll never be a slave of sweet illusions
 
High on the hills
I see so near
How three eagles hover in the sky.
We call them Honour,
Mind and the Calmness –
neither Evil nor Good would be find.
 
Come up the hills
And you’ll see so near
How three eagles fly greeting you.
We call them Honour,
Mind and the Calmness –
Nothing more could be find
In the bright cold height,
Neither Evil nor Good.
 

Street of Roses

Versions: #2
Music - V. Dubinin
Lyrics - M. Pushkina
 
Zhanna is one of those Queens
That love the luxury and the night
But to rule on this world
Is not her longterm destiny
 
But for now
Like a godess on their arms
They carry Zhanna...
Zhanna...
 
It all did not start with the evil
It all started like a game
The ladder to heaven was burned
That was the price for your shame and your fear
 
You and them...
I would cut that bond
Do you hear Zhanna?
Zhanna...
 
It's going crazy
The street of roses
Hide your deception
Street of tears
I love - and I hate you!
 
Dirt under the feet of strollers
Is cleaner than the falsehood in sweet words
I am giving a sign
To give up your work
 
Give up and go
Let her fade away like smoke -
The appearance of Zhanna...
Zhanna...
 
The queens don't have any forces
It's hard to take another risk,
And she's breaking the clock
To extend her lifetime
 
To live!
Because for now
Like a godess on their arms
They carry Zhanna...
Zhanna...
 

Aria of Mister X

Versions: #3
Yes, I am a jester, a fool, a stuntman
Those are names chosen for me by the noblemen
So aloof, disengaged they will not comprehend
They will never stretch a helping hand …
The flowers dropping petals right on the sand
Alone and lonely is my path in dreamland
Through night and thunder I am destined to walk
This sad existence is my barren bedrock
I am drained from watching the other men’s lives
O, will I ever have a home and a wife?
Unloved and bitter I will swallow my pain
In mask forever – is my endless reign!
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell

Sorroful Night & Day

You never know how I feel baby
I've been thinking about you night and day
 
Baby, because we can't meet anymore
Lazy, my feelings are about to fade
Who you're looking for?
Although I know what should I do?
Oh baby, words like 'I love you' can't help anymore
I can't keep living without you ― No, I can't
I want you to understand this suffocating feeling ― Night and Day
 
Baby,　besides the other girls
Maybe,　with who you must be talking
In my dreams, there's only you and me
When will you turn back?
Oh baby,　I think about you day and night
The most wonderful man in this world ― Yeah, it's you
I look forward impatiently to the day when we can love each other ― Night and Day
 
Oh baby,　you always were so cold, didn't?
I can't keep living without you
I look forward impatiently to the day when we can love each other
 
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Burning arrow

Like burning arrow the train cuts the emptiness,
Obedient to an unknown force.
And heartbeat here replaced by clutter of the wheels,
And the blood from the speed froze.
 
The movement became the sense of life,
What next will happen- does not matter!
 
The hot air is trembling, the earth is shudders,
The arrow flying there, where the bridge collapsed.
While it's not too late, don't wait for the others
Brake the window and jump on the escarpment...
 
The ticket is in your hand, so you can leave the train and go
And not to play someone else's game,
But one is missing, to whom you can show
Your secret pass in to another life.
 
This whole world pierced you
With flying fiery arrow!
 
The hot air is trembling, the earth is shudders,
The arrow flying there, where the bridge collapsed.
While it's not too late, don't wait for the others
Brake the window and jump on the escarpment...
 
This whole world pierced you
With flying fiery arrow!
 
The hot air is trembling, the earth is shudders,
The arrow flying there, where the bridge collapsed.
While it's not too late, don't wait for the others
Brake the window and jump on the escarpment...
 

Canary

A canary that forgot words flies in the sky
While thinking 'I want to see you again.'
 
Crying alone makes my brain tired
So, I placed a call to space
OH YEAH
 
Let me hold you and make love to you wildly
I'll give you beautiful words sporadically
 
STAY WITH ME
Although I turned 19
I still want sorrows
Why is that
 
DID YOU SLEEP WELL
I was pure enough to...
DID YOU SLEEP WELL
...give me shivers
DID YOU SLEEP WELL
Some day
I want to sleep on my back
 
I was looking to tomorrow
Looking from a distance
OH YEAH
There was despair
I see a small flower beyond there
 
STAY WITH ME
Although I turned 19
I still want sorrows
Why is that
 
DID YOU SLEEP WELL
While smiling
DID YOU SLEEP WELL
I was in a grass field
DID YOU SLEEP WELL
I want to sleep on my back
Just like I did that day
 
In a cage, I convinced myself that
That dream was my delusion
Even if the sky is clear
I haven't forgotten that at all
I haven't forgotten that at all
I want to sleep on my back
 

Don't go

Night,
lights
and this heavy rain.
We are alone
I'm sure that you'll show up
 
I won't be responsible
 
Don't go,
please not today
Don't go
Not today
My love will be enough for us, i know
Don't go
 
Here,
look
Again, I'm not listening you
We are burning
or it's just seems to me again.
 
I won't be responsible.
don't go
I won't be responsible
 
Night,
lights
and this heavy rain.
We are alone
I'm sure that you'll show up
 

sahan to pyariyan

Tere nal pyar yara
Tere nal jahaan sara
Tere nal pyar yara
Tere nal jahaan sara
Pehla rab nalo laiye tera naa
Pehla rab nalo laiye tera naa
Sahan to pyariya chadke na jaae dil lagna ni kalleya da
Sahan to pyariya chadke na jaae dil lagna ni kalleya da
Soneya
Soneyaa
 

Aria of the Stoned Fighters

Try to guess my riddle at once
Try to cerebrate
And if you guess the riddle, then
Your box will be safe
 
If only you don't guess the riddle
We'll fuck you then in squat
Well, then in skipping and in a jump
We're shattered your box
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a chery from the box:
Hair, hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a cherry from the box:
What is hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
I see, you don't want to answer the question
Push your lips and ask for something
Pushing your eyes out of the orbits
And your box blows into a thirds
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a chery from the box:
Hair, hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a cherry from the box:
What is hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
An answer: corn
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Games are not for us

They will look at the turret
They will form a plan
And people, like chess pieces,
Will be lost in the empty fog
 
In blind excitement
They will launch the missiles
And on the map they will draw
The marks of their victories
 
[Refrain:]
War seems like a game to them
It brings them to ecstasy
But we declare:
All these games are not for us,
Not for us, not for us
Not for us, not for us
 
When the flame rages
Burning bread and shelter
They follow us
From sturdy bunkers
 
[Refrain:]
War seems like a game to them
It brings them to ecstasy
But we declare:
All these games are not for us,
Not for us, not for us
Not for us, not for us
 
The planet is behind smokescreens
and the sun's disk has grown dark
It is a coin to them
And explosions are fireworks
 
[Refrain:]
War seems like a game to them
It brings them to ecstasy
But we declare:
All these games are not for us,
Not for us, not for us
Not for us, not for us
 
Games are not for us!
 

Plastic Love

Versions: #3
Don’t wreck / derail / cause a malfunction in my programmatic love with unexpected kisses or fiery looks
I’ve skillfully devoted myself to / driven into myself the actions of “meeting and breaking up”
When moments come, they end. Don’t hurry.
Continuously, since the day I was hurt by love, I’ve been living a life where day and night are switched.
While dancing all night in trendy clubs, I learned this black magic / sorcery. I’m sorry.
Erase me from your life, don’t seriously fall in love with me
“Love” is just a game. If I can have fun, that’s good enough.
The flashy dresses and shoes that decorate my closed heart are my friends in my loneliness
Ironically, the guys that ask me out always look like him.
For some reason memories keep piling up
Please don’t ask me why / what’s wrong even if I drop a glass or my eyes are suddenly filled with tears.
Late at night, when I fall asleep on the highway only halogen lights shine beautifully /bewitchingly.
Even if you hear a voice whispering that I’m a woman as cold as ice, don’t worry.
I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love
Dance to the plastic beat another morning comes
I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love
Dance to the plastic beat another morning comes