A keresés eredménye

North fleet

Furious wind tears the sail,
Old Varangian stands near the helm.
Tomorrow three ships will drown,
The sailor’s common thing.
 
North fleet,
Only goes forth
Bastards, sails down,
To board!
 
There’s no meat in hold, out of beer…
How long to the great Rome?
It’s got to be tough but we’ll go through!
Like a woman profit awaits!
 
North fleet,
Only goes forth
Bastards, sails down,
To board!
 
Frost waits for tormented soldiers,
North fleet goes to nowhere,
Godforsaken is our land,
Enemy will cry – it’s for good reason…
 

City of the Dead

So happened to be
A monk came to the town
To passersby he spoke:
- I suppose I do know
about what are you dreaming
For this purpose have I descended from the peaks!
 
- Do you want to live forever?
Then you are lucky!
I without a doubt
Shall multiply your years of lifespan
 
- Bring me a vat
And fill it with wine
Into it shall I pour potion
Drink as much as you wish!
And afterwards you'll experience
Eternal joy
 
Chorus:
- Out there in the monastery
To me was entrusted
Legacy of the ancestors
Secret of centuries
An ancient recipe
Whence I fare there is no death
 
Forgotten by the world
A little city
For hundred years it remains the same
Crowds of citizens
Whose life is so long gone
Like ghosts they still dwell there
 
In the morning
Flows of their bodies
Appear in the alleys
By the twilight
The city is deserted
In the windows shadows stand still
 
Chorus:
- Out there in the monastery
To me was entrusted
Legacy of the ancestors
Secret of centuries
An ancient recipe
 
Nothing back then
Monk did tell
That every soul
Has it's own fate
And so is the problem...
 
No emotions anymore
Only memory makes them go
Filled are the streets
By living dead
 

Drowned

'I'd gladly forget this.
As I remember, it makes me shiver
But I'll tell you how it was
Tired of your sour mugs '
 
Once, having drunk, I climbed out the window,
I glanced sullenly at the river.
The water was red like wine
Someone was drowning near the shore.
 
I could probably help the poor man
But the legs did not go there.
Suddenly the cry stopped, and he disappeared away,
And the water became calm.
 
And since then his pleading look
Chased after me
I began to drink wine more often
And I cursed that day!
 
The terrible night laughed with torrents of downpour
In the sound of the water I heard someone's footsteps
I saw a dead man on my doorstep
With a terrible voice he shouted : 'HELP ME!!!'
 
A bottle of wine scattered on the floor
The guest seemed terrible to me!
And the pain, like fire, burned my shoulder,
And fingers dug into my bone.
 
Water rose in the damned river
Flooding islands.
I instantly sobered up and rushed there,
Where the fishing boat was.
 
The current carried the boat away,
I miraculously managed to catch on.
Holding on overboard, gathering strength,
Climbed into it, lay down on the bottom.
 
The terrible night laughed with torrents of downpour
In the sound of the water I heard someone's footsteps
I saw a dead man on my doorstep
With a terrible voice he shouted : 'HELP ME!!!'
 
I spent the whole night without memory,
I woke up with a bad head.
My boat has moored to the shore.
I don't remember what happened to me!
 
There was a bottle of wine in my pocket
But I didn't wonder
I just opened it, started drinking from my throat
And suddenly I saw above me
 
Like clouds cover the sky
And there is no end in sight!
Thunder rolls call
The body of a dead man from the river!
 
The terrible night laughed with torrents of downpour
In the sound of the water I heard someone's footsteps
I saw a dead man on my doorstep
With a terrible voice he shouted : 'HELP ME!!!'
 

The Dead Anarchist

The blind old magician
Wandered through the forest at night.
He poured a magic elixir
Into the cemetery,
And he just said:
'What have I done, old man!'
 
Hoi!
Hoi, hoi!
 
The corpses came to life, the earth they torn apart,
They crawled out everywhere, raged wildly,
They torn throats, broke everything around,
They tore their flesh.
 
People didn't like this place
Because the bastards were buried here.
They all drank vodka -
They were damned.
 
An artist walked among the bastards
In a leather coat
Dead anarchist.
He shouted: 'HOI !!!
JAW AWAY! '
He led the corpses.
 
Hoi, hoi!
 
The dead rushed madly into the village!
Their ugly faces appeared in the light of the lanterns.
They fought and took off in full -
They went to smash houses.
 
People took axes and pitchforks,
To tire out the dead into their graves
But there was not enough strength for this -
Corpses cannot be killed!
 
An artist walked among the bastards
In a leather coat
Dead anarchist.
He shouted: 'HOI !!!
JAW AWAY! '
He led the corpses.
 
There was a frozen 'FUCK' on his hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket.
The zombies screamed all night: 'HOI !!!
We anarchists are not evil people! '
 
What an obsession! Without warning
They attacked a lad, scared him much,
Laughing and pushing, they forced the boy to
Make a pogo dance!
 
Women screamed at the top of their lungs,
And the peasants fled in panic.
The corpses died, came to life again,
They whinnied after people.
 
An artist walked among the bastards
In a leather coat
Dead anarchist.
He shouted: 'HOI !!!
JAW AWAY! '
He led the corpses.
 
There was a frozen 'FUCK' on his hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket.
The zombies screamed all night: 'HOI !!!
We anarchists are not evil people! '
 
The artist was cheerful when he was alive,
And he always liked to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants -
The sun burned corpses in half an hour,
But in the silence of the night
In the basement, someone barked ' HOI!!!'
 

Pull All You Like

I jumped into an empty well, and miraculously survived.
But I couldn't care less, I just no longer wanted
to see people go crazy all around me.
And to top it all, there's this cutie who's been pestering me.
 
What she wants from me is beyond my comprehension.
I hear her footsteps above just as I speak.
Please, don't try pulling me out. Anyway,
I won't climb the rope you just threw me.
 
Pull all you like, you won't get me out.
Even if you pulled me out, I'd remain in your shadow1.
There's no way you can help me, dear.
You and I are doomed. You dream of love,
but what do I have to do with it?
 
I'm covered in cobwebs from head to toe,
white inedible mushrooms grow on the stones,
and there she stands above, she won't budge.
She can't understand my mind cannot be changed...
 
Pull all you like, you won't get me out.
Even if you pulled me out, I'd remain in your shadow.
There's no way you can help me, dear.
You and I are doomed. You dream of love,
but what do I have to do with it?
 
I don't need anything, all I want is a bit of quiet.
I know exactly why I became such a weirdo.
It's not for lack of food or sleep, I just got tired
of all the fuss and misunderstandings...
 
Pull all you like, you won't get me out.
Even if you pulled me out, I'd remain in your shadow.
There's no way you can help me, dear.
You and I are doomed. You dream of love,
but what do I have to do with it?
 

• 1. 'Pull, I'll remain in shadows for you anyway'

The Witch And The Donkey

When I was a child, a Gypsy foretold me that,
should I fall deeply in love, I would be my sweetheart's bane.
I would not forgive his betrayal and exact a cruel revenge on him.
I would, out of anger rather than on purpose, turn him into a donkey.
Hee-haw...
 
He was a real sweet guy, only why did he have to cheat on me?
That's when it all started: the prophecy came true.
I suddenly lost my self-control, and the poor guy
started moaning, as a grey mane grew on him.
Hee-haw...
 
A witch I am, ah, a witch,
and my life is not an easy one.
I'm endowed with great power
but my love is doomed to failure.
 
My sweetheart remained with me all the time.
He would follow on my heels everywhere.
I sometimes noticed how the poor thing suffered
and, feeling for him, allowed him to graze1.
Hee-haw...
 
I would have wanted to restore my darling's shape.
I did all I could, I did my best, but to no avail.
He would stomp his hooves, scream his donkey screams
and wave his tail: he wanted to be human again.
Hee-haw...
 
A witch I am, ah, a witch,
and my life is not an easy one.
I'm endowed with great power
but my love is doomed to failure.
 
As he realized he was bound till the end of his days
to suffer as a donkey under my custody,
in the end he hastened his own demise.
Was it something he drank or ate? Anyway, the poor guy died.
Hee-haw...
 
A witch I am, ah, a witch,
and my life is not an easy one.
I'm endowed with great power
but my love is doomed to failure.
 
(You witch!) Ah, I'm a witch,
and my life is not an easy one.
I'm endowed with great power
but my love is doomed to failure.
 

• 1. 'put him into a pasture'

A.M.T.V.

I've opened my eyes
Put the kettle on
Water is boiling
I do not sleep at night.
Opened a window
Pharmacy, public garden,
Everything is as usual,
I turned on the telly.
 
Hello America - MTV,
The city lights go out
I'm watching MTV
RNB is hurting my eyes.
Dog* has whined,
Didn't share something with a cat
We've been living here for years,
Zhuchka*, I and the black cat
The three of us get covered by the light
Of TV frequencies
 
American MTV,
The city lights go out
In my TV they are appeared again,
Nerves of Russian soul are rusting
Nerves are rusting the Russian soul.
Dog* has whined,
Didn't share something with a cat
 
Why you angry cat
Put your claws into the dog's eye
It feels the pain same as for me
To see that in my country
To see it's painful
 
American MTV,
The city lights go out
In my TV they are appeared again,
My eyes are being hurt.
 

The Illusionist

Versions: #3
Days flew by,
And my tricks,
That were strange for all -
They have found success.
 
And keeping my secret
For many years,
I proposed
A dramatic story.
 
Chorus:
Well, tricks are a lie,
Adult minds know that.
Yet for them
My mysteries
Are inexplicable.
They ask me:
'Deceive us!
We want to see a miracle!'
I come out of darkness.
 
But in one moment
The world will be terrified
When it will find out
That there is no hoax
 
Chorus:
Well, tricks are a lie,
Adult minds know that.
Yet for them
My mysteries
Are inexplicable.
They ask me:
'Deceive us!
We want to see a miracle!'
I come out of darkness.
 
Alas, the keys of the tricks are quite trite:
Muskets with gunpowder - and all deaths are real!
 
Chorus:
Well, tricks are a lie,
Adult minds know that.
Yet for them
My mysteries
Are inexplicable.
They ask me:
'Deceive us!
We want to see a miracle!'
I come out of darkness.