Пост N: 132
Зарегистрирован: 31.05.06
Откуда: РОССИЯ, Москва
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Отправлено: 31.05.07 01:45. Заголовок: Re:
Чушь какая-то! Я раньше был раводушен к классической(Бах, Шопен, Чайковский и пр.) музыке (когда еще на пластинках), но сейчас, когда послушал эту музыку в отличном(!) исполнении(акустика и все прочее), то вся нынешняя и не совсем(XXвек, вторая половина) музыка, мне кажется, пронизана негритянской, первобытной, дикой ритмикой, которая возбуждает в человеке ИЗЛИШНЮЮ агрессию к окружающему миру! Классика, при внимательном прослушивании (а иное невозможно), в душе человеческой возбуждает - мир, восторг, какие-то ХОРОШИЕ ЧЕЛОВЕЧЕСКИЕ чувства, желание сделать ДОБРОЕ!
Пост N: 135
Зарегистрирован: 31.05.06
Откуда: РОССИЯ, Москва
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Отправлено: 31.05.07 15:26. Заголовок: Re:
Witch пишет:
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БАК_,позвольте Вам сделать приятное)
Вы наверное слегка ошиблись - первый клип, с неграми на машинах, это ужас! А вот второй клип - это действительно - превосходно, спасибо за него - и музыка понравилась и исполнительница симпатичная!
Rank 1 - Such Is Life (Live @ Sensation 2001) - Гимн фестиваля, в исполнении грандов, с красивым вокалом очаровательной брюнетки в белом... Улетное зрелище, видео версию и текст смотрим в разделе романтиQ музыки!
Piece by piece I release Once was mine Now undone Turned blue like new Orleans And went down like A southern sun I still feel you Beneath my skin I am tempted To throw my senses in cos its easier to fly Than to face another night in southern sun And your love is all around (x2) In the air to set me free Set me free You last like a song Im deflated I am pieces on the wind Unrelated I still feel you Beneath my skin I am tempted To throw my senses in cos its easier to fly Than to face another night in southern sun And your love is all around In the air to set me free Set me free cos its easier to fly Set me free
You came in from the darkness and held the door open wide You stood there like a vision before my unbelieving eyes I believe in what I see and also what I hear But did the night play tricks on me or were you really there.
Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised
Fear has gripped my heart and I am whispering out your name Can you hear the silence screaming do they sound the same
Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised
Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised
You came in from the darkness and held the door open wide You stood there like a vision before my unbelieving eyes I believe in what I see and also what I hear But did the night play tricks on me or were you really there.
Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised Am I being hypnotised Feeling like Im hypnotised
Bass! How low can you go? Death row what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal The incredible D. Public Enemy number one Five-O said "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't I tell 'em that I really never had a gun? But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun Now they got me in a cell 'cause my records they sell 'Cause a brother like me said "Well Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you ought to do" Follow for now, power to the people say, "Make a miracle. D, pump the lyrical" Black is back, all in, we're gonna win Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
Chorus: Turn it up! Bring tha noize!
Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats in the lines are so dope Listen for lessons I'm saying inside music that the critics are blasting me for They'll never care for the brothers and sisters now across the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, come on now, they're gonna have to wait Till we get it right Radio Stations I question their blackness They call themselves black, but we'll see if they play this
Chorus
Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know He can cut a record from side to side So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono Run DMC first said a deejay could be a band Stand on its feet, get you out your seat Beat is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells Ever forever, universal, it will sell Time for me to exit, Terminator X-it
Chorus
From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose 'Stand, my man? The beat's the same with a boast dose Rock with some pizzazz, it will last why you ask? Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted as We got to pleed the fifth, we can investigate Don't need to wait, get the record straight Hey, posse's in effect, got the Flavor Terminator X to sign checks, play to get paid We got to check it out down on the avenue A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you Yeah, I'm telling you
Can I change my mind did I think things through It was once my life - it was my life at one time
Got up early, found something's missing my only name. No one else sees but I got stuck, and soon forever came. Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed. Who am I this time, where's my name I guess it crept away.
No one's calling for me at the door. And unpredictable won't bother anymore. And silently gets harder to ignore. Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see. What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me. Just let it go, what now can never be.
I forgot that I might see, So many beautful things. I forgot that I might need, to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same. God won't waste this simplicity on possibility. Get me up, wake me up, dreams are filling this trace of blame. Frozen still I thought I could stop, now who's gonna wait.
No one's calling for me at the door. and unpredictable won't bother anymore. and silently gets harder to ignore. look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see. what's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me. just let it go, what now can never be.
Now what do I do can I change my mind did I think things through
There's a coldness in the air but i don't care.... (Embrace me...surround me)
Travelling somewhere could be anywhere there's a coldness in the air but i don't care we drift deeper life goes on we drift deeper into the sound
(Embrace me...surround me.. as the rush..)
Travelling somewhere could be anywhere there's a coldness in the air yeah but i don't care we drift deeper into the song life goes on we drift deeper into the sound feeling strong
so bring it on so bring it onnnn we drift deeper into the song life goes on we drift deeper into the sound feeling strong so bring it on so bring it onnnn we drift deeper........
we drift deeper life goes on we drift deeper drift deeper we drift deeper into the song life goes on we drift deeper into the sound feeling strong so bring it on so bring it onnnn we drift deeper into the song life goes on we drift deeper into the sound feeling strong so bring it on so bring it onnnn
embrace me .. surround me as the rush comes [ x 8 ]
as the rush comes as the rush comes as the rush comes...
In this farewell, There’s no blood, There’s no alibi. ‘Cause I’ve drawn regret, From the truth, Of a thousand lies.
So let mercy come, And wash away…
What I’ve Done. I’ll face myself, To cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, And let go of what I've done.
Put to rest, What you thought of me. While I clean this slate, With the hands, Of uncertainty.
So let mercy come, And wash away…
What I’ve Done. I’ll face myself, To cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, And let go of what I've done.
For What I’ve Done
I start again, And whatever pain may come. Today this ends, I’m forgiving what I’ve done. I’ll face myself, To cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, And let go of what I’ve done. What I’ve done.
Come on down And see the idiot right here Too fucked to beg And not afraid to care
What's the matter with calamity anyway? Right? Get the fuck outta my face
Understand I can't feel anything It isn't like I wanna sift through the decay I feel like a would, like I got a fuckin' gun against my head You live when I'm dead
People equals shit People equals shit People equals shit People equals shit
Come ooon
Sataaaaan
One more time, mother fucker
Everybody hates me now, so fuck it Blood's on my face and my hands, and I don't know why I'm not afraid to cry But that's none of your business
Overdo it Don't tell me you blew it Stop your bitchin' and fight your way through it
I'm not like you I just fuck up
C'mon mother fucker, everybody has to die
People equals shit People equals shit People equals shit People equals shit People equals shit People equals shit / (Whatcha gonna do?) People equals shit / ('Cause I am not afraid of you) People equals shit / (I'm everything you'll never be) People equals shit
Пост N: 296
Зарегистрирован: 24.06.06
Откуда: KURCHATOW-MOSKVA
Отправлено: 02.08.07 13:14. Заголовок: Re:
БАК_ пишет:
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Чушь какая-то! Я раньше был раводушен к классической(Бах, Шопен, Чайковский и пр.) музыке (когда еще на пластинках), но сейчас, когда послушал эту музыку в отличном(!) исполнении(акустика и все прочее), то вся нынешняя и не совсем(XXвек, вторая половина) музыка, мне кажется, пронизана негритянской, первобытной, дикой ритмикой, которая возбуждает в человеке ИЗЛИШНЮЮ агрессию к окружающему миру! Классика, при внимательном прослушивании (а иное невозможно), в душе человеческой возбуждает - мир, восторг, какие-то ХОРОШИЕ ЧЕЛОВЕЧЕСКИЕ чувства, желание сделать ДОБРОЕ!
Strawberry, никак не могу с Вами согласиться о наипрекраснейшая, но томная и печальная, с таким успехом родоначальником можно считать родоначальника жанра древнеандертальца, или как их там звали, взявшего в руки палку и дубасевшего ей по просыхающей шкуре убитого мамонта.
мне кажется не все вещи этой группы понравятся романтишным барышням,
вот по этому речь идет только о этой единственной песенке. А что, барышни только голубоглазых ... ну это... того... ну им только голубоглазые нравятся?
Music 01 - Adam Nickey - Perfect Destiny 02 - Hemstock & Jennings - Mirage 03 - Firewall feat. Kirsty Hawkshaw - Sincere for You 04 - Brendan La Bonte - Finding A Way 05 - Dom Kane - Halcyon - Xeton V1
I don't wanna be no man's woman It don't make me happy this mantrolling Thing that you got for me so I become No man's woman I don't wanna be no man's woman I've other work I want to get done I haven't traveled this far to become No man's woman No Man's woman Cuz I'm tired of it And I'm not scared of it That I'll never trust again Cuz a man could fake you Take your soul and make you Miserable in so much pain My friends think I'm alone but I've got secrets I don't tell everything about the love I get I got a lovin man but he's a spirit He never does me harm never treats me bad He never takes away all the love he has And I forgive him a million times I'm never tired of it And I'm not scared of it Cuz it doesn't cause me pain Like a man could fake you Take your soul and make you Never be yourself again I never wanna be no man's woman I only wanna be my own woman I haven't traveled this far to become No man's woman No man's woman No man's woman
And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and...
In this context, there's no disrespect, so, when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks. We got five minutes for us to disconnect, from all intellect collect the rhythm effect. Obstacles are inefficient, follow your intuition, free your inner soul and break away from tradition. Coz when we beat out, girl it's pullin without. You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out. Burn it till it's burned out. Turn it till it's turned out. Act up from north, west, east, south.
[Chorus:] Everybody, everybody, let's get into it. Get stupid. Get it started, get it started, get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Yeah.
Lose control, of body and soul. Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow. Don't get ahead, just jump into it. Ya'll here a body, two pieces to it. Get stutted, get stupid. You'll want me body people will walk you through it. Step by step, like you're into new kid. Inch by inch with the new solution. Trench men hits, with no delusion. The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'.
[Chorus:] Everybody, everybody, let's get into it. Get stupid. Get it started, get it started, get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Yeah.
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin runnin' and...
C'mon y'all, lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow! Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...
Let's get ill, that's the deal. At the gate, we'll bring the bud top drill. (Just) Lose your mind this is the time, Ya'll test this drill, Just and bang your spine. (Just) Bob your head like epilepsy, up inside your club or in your Bentley. Get messy, loud and sick. Ya'll mount past slow mo in another head trip. (So) Come then now do not correct it, let's get pregnant let's get hectic.
[Chorus:] Everybody, everybody, let's get into it. Get stupid. (Come on) Get it started (come one) , get it started (yeah), get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started (woah, woah, woah) in here. Yeah.
Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow! Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...
Pick me up Been bleeding too long Right here, right now I'll stop it somehow
I will make it go away Can't be here no more Seems this is the only way I will soon be gone These feelings will be gone These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change Leaving doesn't seem so strange I am hoping I can find Where to leave my hurt behind All the shit I seem to take All alone I seem to break I have lived the best I can Does this make me not a man?
Cut me off I'm ready, heart stops I stand alone Can't be on my own
I will make it go away Can't be here no more Seems this is the only way I will soon be gone These feelings will be gone These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change Leaving doesn't seem so strange I am hoping I can find Where to leave my hurt behind All the shit I seem to take All alone I seem to break I have lived the best I can Does this make me not a man?
Am I going to leave this place? What is it I'm running from? Is there nothing more to come? (Am I gonna leave this place?)
Is it always black in space? Am I going take its place? Am I going to win this race? (Am I going to leave this race?)
I guess God's up in this place? What is it that I've become? Is there something more to come?
More to come
Now I see the times they change Leaving doesn't seem so strange I am hoping I can find Where to leave my hurt behind All the shit I seem to take All alone I seem to break I have lived the best I can Does this make me not a man?
Now I see the times they change Leaving doesn't seem so strange I am hoping I can find Where to leave my hurt behind All the shit I seem to take All alone I seem to break I have lived the best I can Does this make me not a man?
chorus: (B Real) So you wanna be a rap/rock superstar, and live large a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge comin' up in the world, don't trust no body gotta look over your shoulder constantly
B Real: I remember the days when I was a young kid growin up looking in the mirror, dreamin about blowin up the rock crowd, make money, chill with the honeys sign autographs or whatever the people want from me it's funny how impossible dreams manifest and the games that be comin with it nevertheless you got to go for the gusto but you dont know about the blood, sweat and tears and losing some of your fears and losing some of yourself to the years past, gone by hopefully it dont manifest for the wrong guy egomaniac and the brainiac dont know how to act 48 tracks studio gangster, mack, sign the deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will til he crosses over still filling your head with fantasies come with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the gees
You wanna be a rap/rock superstar in the biz and take shit from people who dont know what it is I wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is high and some cant pay the way still trapped in what you rapping about tell me what happened when you lost the route you took started collapsing no fans no fame no respect no change no women and everybody shittin on your shoulder
chrous X2 b-real: (only in rock version) people see rockstar u know what im saying but u still trying to get out and work like everyone u know else it's a fun job but its still a job theres gunna be another cat comming out looking like me and sounding like me next year i know this there will be a flip side to what u did someone trying to spin off like some series
Sen: (only in Rock version) you ever have big dreams of making real cream big shot, heavy hitter on the main stream and you wanna look trendy in the Bentley, be a snob who never act friendly you wanna have big fame, let me explain what happens to these stars and their big brains: first they get played like all damn day long as you sellin everything will be ok then you get dissed by the media and fans things never stay the same way they began I heard thou shalt never give full to the fullest that's while fools end up dining on the bullet think everything's fine in the big time see me in my Lex with chrome raised high so you wanna roll far and live large it aint all that goes with bein a rock star
chorus X2
B Real: my own son dont know me I'm chillin in the hotel room lonely but I thank God I'm with my homies but sometimes I wish I was back home but only no radio or video didnt show me no love, the phony, gotta hit the road slowly so the record gets pushed by Sony I'm in the middle like mony and the press say that my own people disown me and the best way back is to keep your head straight, never inflate the cranium they're too worried about them honies at the Paladium (a venue in LA) who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on go on, fall off, the ho's roll on til the next rap/rock superstar with no shame give em a year, he'll be right out the game the same as the last one who came before him gained fame, started gettin ignored, I warned him assured him, this aint easy take it from Weezy sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin people (gun cock noise)
Еще один ... пусть небольшой.... но шажок к смерти сделан всеми нами , дорогие не мои форумчане ... Поздравляю вас с этим!!! ;) Допил виски (выжав последнюю каплю из бутылки)...
Ну и песняяяяя...
искрометные особы безупречных кровей выходите на бульвары выползайте живей выносите свои крепкие худые зады будем пьянствовать сегодня праздник общей беды
уважаемые дамы из пылающих гнезд вас погасят сегодня кавалеры белых звезд сегодня как всегда станет снова спокойно ведь общая беда -- это жуткое пойло
и чьи-то некрасивые жаркие глаза зальет по краям прохладная вода и желто-красный бант у тебя в рукаве станет голубым как лунный свет на траве
гемоглобин и лейкоциты искрометных кровей безупречно будут смешаны с твоей и моей все растворится в чреве общей беды гуляй ведь не ясно где я а где ты
сегодня единственный в жизни день когда мы всем скопом несем свою лень это первая степень свободы пока но нужно брать быка за рога
будет еще танец огня на это нам вряд ли достаточно дня и дамы погасших пылающих гнезд спалят кавалеров с тупых белых звезд
искрометные особы безупречных кровей выходите на бульвары выползайте живей выносите свои крепкие худые зады будем пьянствовать сегодня праздник общей беды
[intro: 50 Cent] Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know We Run It You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know We Run It You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know
You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know
[50 Cent] Now Homie I Say I Run It (run It) Cause I'm In Control Hypnotic, Hennessey, A Couple Shots Of Patron I Have You Feelin Aight, I Get You High As A Kite Party Poppin Shawty Says She Comin With Me Tonight I Ain't Shoulder Leanin, I Ain't Snappin And Poppin Either I'm Bobbin Ma Head Or I'm Just Stadin Their Watchin I'm A Hustler I Hustle, You Can Tell That I'm Paid And I Protect What I Got, I'm In The House With My Blade Nigga You Front You Gone Get It, Ok Now Maybe I Said It Cause I Want You To Triddy, Yeah I Be On That Shitty You Should See When I'm Stuntin, I Flash The Stones To Be Wantin Push The Whip, See Me Rollin, You Can Tell That I'm Holdin I'm Just Doin Ma Thang, You Know The Units The Game I Got My Grimy Shady With Me You Front You Gonna Have To Get Me Off Your Ass I Pay The Lawsuit And Laugh (haha) It's Not A Big Deal It's Nothing But Some Cash (let's Go)
[chorus: 50 Cent] Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know
[eminem] When Me And Fif Got Together To Do This Music The More We Became Enveloped We Just Developed A Fellowship Through It It's No Pretend Shit, It's Friendship, Me Nemesis Is Your Nemesis Ain't For Him, It's Just Media, See To Them It's Just Images But This Shit Is No Gimmicks, This Is Blood In And Blood Out When There's Beef You Jus' Gotta Know When To Butt In And Butt Out If There's A Problem We Solve It, If We Don't Resolve It It Usually Just Evolves Into One Big Brawl And We All Get Involved In It We Should All Get A Merit, This Much Beef We Inherit And Wear It Like A Badge With Honor, Pass It Around And Share It And Let It Go To Whoever's Holdin The Most Current People On Their Shoulders [ You Don't Know lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ] And Their Soldiers Got Their Backs Til It's Over But Tonight, We Ain't Comin Here To Beef With Nobody We Came To Party, Banks, Cashis And Mr. Ferrari So It's Shady Aftermizat Back In That Ass, You Wizzass Come Hizzon What Kinda Fuzukin Quizition Is That
[chorus: 50 Cent, Eminem] Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know Who Run It? I Say You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know
[ca$his] Pistol Play Ricochet, See Where The Victim Lay Slumped Over Bleeding J.f.k Hays K To Your Chest Plate Cave I Ride To The Death, Do You Rep That Way? Forever Ima Be A Shady 7-4 Gangsta Plus I Survive Everything You Got In That Chamber I Thrive Off Of Danger, Jumpin In All Beef You Keep Talking Shit Now The Squad Called Me
[lloyd Banks] Enough Holdin Back The Steam, Em Let Off A Magazine Dappadon Cappa Queen Mixed In With Cashis Creams Started Off With Half A Dream, Developed Into What You See Telling Ain't My Cup Of Tea, Can't Tell I'm A Fuckin G I'm On Automatic When I'm At It, Start Static And You Splattered, Shit Shattered, I'm A Walkin Bitch Magnet Spit It How I Love It, Live It All The Way To The Limit And I'm Always On My Pivot For My Digits, You Dig It?
[chorus: 50 Cent] Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know Who Run It? You Know, You Actin Like You Don't Know I Tear The Club Up Fo Sho This Flow Is Gon Bring More Dough And You Know But You Actin Like You Don't Know Who Run It?
[tony Yayo] You Know Who This Is Shady, G-unit, Aftermath Lloyd Bands, Cashis, Marshall Mathers, Ferrari F-50 It's A Movement, You Can't Stop It Talk Of New York, Tony Yayo...
Атос, браво. Видал этот легкий хулиганистый клип в кафехе мельком, названия не запомнил, посему искать было проблематично. Мелодичная песнь на немецком, что может быть прекраснее?
а теперь от легкого хулиганистого, к оторванным дамам Анд зе хулиганс гоз он
Отправлено: 13.02.08 17:22. Заголовок: Череп, существуют ог..
Череп, существуют ограничения на показ на различной территории. e.g. Некоторые клипы можно смотреть только на территории США. Некоторые клипы нельзя вставлять на форум - их можно только на YouTube смотреть. Но таких мало
Отправлено: 13.02.08 18:04. Заголовок: Атос про какой клип ..
Атос про какой клип ты говоришь? если про хулиганистых дам, то это вообще залито на мой аккаунт, и я никаких ограничений не ставил. А про остальные вполне возможно, это просто ссылки.
She sends me blue valentines All the way from philadelphia To mark the anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels just like there's A warrant out for my arrest Got me checkin' in my rearview mirrror And I'm always on the run Thats why I change my name And I didn't think you'd ever find me here
To send me blue valentines Like half forgotten dreams like a pebble in my shoe As I walk these streets And the ghost of your memory Is the thistle in the kiss And the burgler that that can break a roses neck it's the tattooed broken promise That I hide beneath my sleeve And I see you every time I turn my back
She sends me blue valentines Though I try to remain at large They're insisting that our love must have a culogy Why do I save all of this madness In the nightstand drawer There to haunt upon my shoulders Baby I know i'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go With a blind and broken heart That sleeps beneath my lapel
She sends me blue valentines To remind me of my cardinal sin i can never wash the guilt Or get these bloodstains off my hands And it takes a lot of whiskey to make these nightmares go away And I cut my bleedin' heart out every nite And I die a little more on each st. valentine day Remember that I promised I would Write you... these blue valentines blue valentines blue valentines
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"Она всю дорогу писала мне грустные письма Чтобы отметить годовщину того человека, кем я был когда-то И кажется мне, что это освобождение из-под ареста Заставляет меня чаще смотреть в зеркало заднего вида Я всю жизнь в бегах, вот почему я сменил свое имя Но я не думал, что ты когда-нибудь найдешь меня здесь...
...будешь писать мне грустные письма Как полузабытые сны, как камень в моем ботинке, Как будто бы я вновь прошел по этим улицам и призрак Моих воспоминаний о тебе как, вкус полыни поцелуя Как вор, что может сломать тонкий стебель розы. Это наколотое невыполненное обещание, что я прячу Под рукавом и каждый раз, оборачиваясь мне кажется, что Я вижу тебя.
Она писала мне грустные письма, Хотя я пытался быть добрым, значит ли это, что Наши чувства заслуживали похвал? И я не знаю зачем я сохранил все это безумство В ящике моего стола. И я был бы счастлив уйдя куда-нибудь, куда смотрят глаза, Со своим слепым и разбитым сердцем, которое спит Под карманом моей рубашки
Она писала мне грустные письма, Чтобы напомнить мне о моем великом грехе. И я знаю, что никогда не смогу искупить свою вину И смыть эти пятна крови с рук моих Мне нужно очень много Виски, чтоб заставить эти Ночные кошмары уйти и я вырезаю свое кровоточащее сердце Каждую ночь и умираю все больше и больше На каждый день Св.Валентина, вспоминая, Что обещал тебе написать."
цитата: Заставляет меня чаще смотреть в зеркало заднего вида
Не надо так уж буквально переводить. А то немного смешно получается. Попробуйте перевести содержание мысли, а не форму))
(Оторвался на сек от виски... )
Нууу для начала скажу - что зрите в корень... Все толково советуете....
Только вот :
1) Перевод ессно не мой, и соответственно менять там что-то от себя (типа - "так лучше") я не стал... 2) видел 3-4 других перевода этой песни (в т.ч. профессиональных ) они меня не зацепили... (Нууу бывает).... 3) Если увижу автора перевода, бесценные советы передам ... Скорей всего он сразу все по-другому переведет... Ага... :)))) 4) лично меня вполне "устраивает" эта строчка ... :)
Вопрос: А не кажется ли Атос что сам Том Уэйтс, чуть чуть не в ладах с литературным английским??? Мб есть ему какие советы ??? :)
Look in my eyes, shocked with terror. Paralize 'n', pull me over. I'm so dumb, and your so clever. Scrutinize, my best endeavour. Come the day, when I will leave, at my Pride. You will be. Chorus: Empty skies but a butterflies wings beat silent like air call us free by a promise torn, you said ill meet you there Empty skies but a butterflies wings beat silent like air call us free by a promise torn, you said ill meet you there meet you there, you know I'm there. I left the sun in Africa to be with you, to fly cross the oceans licking flame every movement speaks your name. come the day when I will leave at my Pride you will be Chorus Chorus
You create misery, have your cake and eat it Take your place in history, and pray we don't repeat it Call it fate, call it back, call it off, don't call me later Lay your head in your bed, it's just how you made it
Out off my way I'm running, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way I'm coming, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way I'm running, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way start running, I'm gonna catch you
It's your day believe it, it's your date with destiny It's to late to leave it, after all it's your it's your party Call it luck, call it fate, call me beautiful to my face Call it out to my to suprise, it’s just how you made it
Out off my way I'm running, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way I'm coming, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way I'm running, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way start running, I’m gonna catch you
Out off my way I'm running, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way I'm coming, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way I'm running, I'm gonna catch you if I can Out off my way start running, I'm gonna catch you
Зачем тебе знать, когда он уйдет? Зачем тебе знать, о чем он поет? Зачем тебе знать то, чего не знает он сам? Зачем тебе знать, кого он любил? Зачем тебе знать, о чем он просил? Зачем тебе знать то, о чем он молчит?
Неужели не я, освещенный тремя фонарями, столько лет в темноте по осколкам бежал пустырями, и сиянье небес у подъемного крана клубилось? Неужели не я? Что-то здесь навсегда изменилось.
Кто-то новый царит, безымянный, прекрасный, всесильный, над отчизной горит, разливается свет темно-синий, и в глазах у борзых шелестят фонари - по цветочку, кто-то вечно идет возле новых домов в одиночку.
Значит, нету разлук. Значит, зря мы просили прощенья у своих мертвецов. Значит, нет для зимы возвращенья. Остается одно: по земле проходить бестревожно. Невозможно отстать. Обгонять - только это возможно.
То, куда мы спешим, этот ад или райское место, или попросту мрак, темнота, это все неизвестно, дорогая страна, постоянный предмет воспеванья, не любовь ли она? Нет, она не имеет названья.
Это - вечная жизнь: поразительный мост, неумолчное слово, проплыванье баржи, оживленье любви, убиванье былого, пароходов огни и сиянье витрин, звон трамваев далеких, плеск холодной воды возле брюк твоих вечношироких.
Поздравляю себя с этой ранней находкой, с тобою, поздравляю себя с удивительно горькой судьбою, с этой вечной рекой, с этим небом в прекрасных осинах, с описаньем утрат за безмолвной толпой магазинов.
Не жилец этих мест, не мертвец, а какой-то посредник, совершенно один, ты кричишь о себе напоследок: никого не узнал, обознался, забыл, обманулся, слава Богу, зима. Значит, я никуда не вернулся.
Слава Богу, чужой. Никого я здесь не обвиняю. Ничего не узнать. Я иду, тороплюсь, обгоняю. Как легко мне теперь, оттого, что ни с кем не расстался. Слава Богу, что я на земле без отчизны остался.
Поздравляю себя! Сколько лет проживу, ничего мне не надо. Сколько лет проживу, сколько дам на стакан лимонада. Сколько раз я вернусь - но уже не вернусь - словно дом запираю, сколько дам я за грусть от кирпичной трубы и собачьего лая.
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