-Wilvarin- (Angels_of_Music) все записи автора

лирика + переводы

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Равновесие Это медленный танец, Танец тысячи лет, Танец замороженных статуй, Прижимающихся к друг другу в слезах. Это темная битва, Битва тысячи лет  Брызги крови По венам разлиты В наших венах В наших глазах Круги страха   Я прижимаюсь к тебе Так прохладно, так ярко Прижимаюсь к тебе сквозь ночь Неподвижные лица  Парк бессмысленно сгнивших В бледном мраке Я держусь за тебя В бледном мраке Я спокоен и холоден Я плыву в тебе В твоих темных реках Ныряю в твое сознание Ища твоих монстров Ища сопротивления Тону в грязи Танцуй в залах безумия Все же безумие - Твое самое высокое деяние Твое тщеславие Любимая - ты меня создала Любимая - ты меня спасла В твоих холодных руках Я просто инструмент Любимая - ты меня создала Любимая - ты меня спасла В твоих холодных руках Я спокоен и холоден. [amalgama-lab.com]

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He gave to her, yet tenfold claim'd in return - She hath no life but the one he for her wrought; Proffer'd to her his wauking heart - she turn'd it down, Riposted with a tell-tale lore of lies and scorn. Prophetess or fond?, Tho' her parle of truth: "I ken to-morrow - refell me if ye can!", Yet the kiss and breath - Apollo's bane - Sлer of the future, not of twain, "Sicker!", quoth Cassandra. Still, is she lief and quaint in his eyne, a sight divine? - A mistress fuell'd by his prest haughtiness - If he did grant, wherefore then did he not foresee, Belike egal as it to him might be?! Prophetess or fond?, Tho' her parle of truth: "I ken to-morrow - refell me if ye can!", Yet the kiss and breath - Apollo's bane - Sлer of the future, not of twain, "Sicker!", quoth Cassandra. 'Or was he an eried being, 'Or was he weening - alack nay mo; Her naysay' raught his heart, Her daffing was the grave of all hope - She belied her own words, He thought her life, save moreo'er scourge, She held him august, yet wee; He left her ne'er without his heart. зы одна из самых любимых песенок)

-Wilvarin- (Angels_of_Music) все записи автора

• Charlotte Wessels – вокал
• Ronald Landa – гитара
• Martijn Westerholt – клавишные
• Rob van der Loo – бас
• Sander Zoer – ударные

Приглашенные музыканты: Marco Hietala – вокал на "Control The Storm", "Nothing Left"

Композиции:

1. April Rain
2. Stay Forever
3. Invidia
4. Control The Storm
5. On The Other Side
6. Virtue And Vice
7. Go Away
8. Start Swimming
9. Lost
10. I'll Reach You
11. Nothing Left

ЛИРИКА:

1. April Rain

How does it feel when all you're counting on is scattered rain [scatterbrained?]
Every wind that you have sailed upon, a hurricane
Every sun that you have seen was filled with april rain
It doesn't get easy, don't you know

Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, dig that hole deeper
Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, create your own fate

Count your blessings and prepare to change your point of view
All those days that you spent waiting won't come back to you
Take off the glasses that have shaded your world black and gray
It doesn't get easy, don't you know

Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, dig that hole deeper
Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, create your own fate

Keeps raining
Keeps raining
Keeps raining
Keeps raining... 'cause we are blind
Keeps raining... 'cause we are tired
Keeps raining... 'cause we are blind to fortune's guidance now

It keeps raining 'cause we are blind (ooh)
It will keep raining 'cause we are tired

Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, dig that hole deeper
Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, create your own fate 

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RayOfLight (Angels_of_Music) все записи автора



I've been many places
I've traveled round the world
Always on the search for something new
But what does it matter
When all the roads I've crossed
Always seem to bee back to you…
Old familiar faces
Everyone you meet
Following the ways of the land
Cobblestones and lanterns
Lining every street
Calling me to come home again

Dancing in the moonlight
Singing in the rain
Oh, it's good to be back home again
Laughing in the sunlight
Running down the lane
Oh, it's good to be back home again

When you play with fire
Sometimes you get burned
It happens when you take a chance or two
But time is never wasted
When you've lived and learned
And it time it comes back to you…
And when I got weary
I'd sit a while and rest
Memories invading my mind
All the things I'd treasured
The ones I'd loved the best
Were the things that I'd left behind…

RayOfLight (Angels_of_Music) все записи автора



По-моему,нет тех,кто не любит эту группу: есть те,кто не знают)
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Did you see me the other night? Did I catch your eye, your attention sliding by on a cloudless night? Spying down and spinning around To the naked eye I'm far from a sight to see Drawing lines on both hemispheres and the stars outshine me Always analyzing Sending out our findings It occurs to me... We are all satellites with golden wings inhaling the light Pushed to meet criteria in the long run Don't you think that I've had my share That the burden I bear compares to what I receive If you label me obsolete I'll remain here among, and as a part galactic debris We are all satellites with golden wings inhaling the light Pushed to meet criteria in the long run We are all satellites with golden wings inhaling the light Hope to meet criteria in the longer run Have I outstayed my welcome here? But I may linger a little longer, hang around for no particular purpose or reason Before you burn me in your atmosphere (crash me into your sea.) push me out of your orbit... ...know that I will always remember Know that I won't consider surrender

RayOfLight (Angels_of_Music) все записи автора

немецкая «электро-средневековая» группа. Особенность группы — соединение средневековых текстов на латинском, старонемецком, старофранцузском, староанглийском и др. языках с современной экспериментальной электронной и поп-музыкой.
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How does it feel when all you're counting on is scatterbrained Every wind that you have sailed upon, a hurricane Every summer you have seen was filled with April rain It doesn't get easy, don't you know Fortune smiles on you You're not watching, dig that hole deeper Fortune smiles on you You're not watching, create your own fate Count your blessings and prepare to change your point of view All those days that you spend waiting won't come back to you Take off the glasses that have treated your world black and grey It doesn't get easy, don't you know Fortune smiles on you You're not watching, dig that hole deeper Fortune smiles on you You're not watching, create your own fate Keep raining 'Cause we are blind, 'cause we are tired, 'cause we are blind to fortune's guidance now It keeps raining, 'cause we are blind, it will keep raining, 'cause we are tired It keeps raining, 'cause we are blind oh, it will keep raining 'cause we are tired Fortune smiles on you You're not watching, dig that hole deeper Fortune smiles on you You're not watching, create your own fate

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Chance doesn't exist But the path of life is not totally so predestined And time and chronology show us how all should be In the ways of existence to find out why we are here Being consciousness is a torment The more we learn is the less we get Every answer contains a new quest A quest to non existence, a journey with no end No one surveys the whole, focus on things so small But life's objective is to make it meaningful Only searching for this that which doesn't exist Although our ability to relativize remains unclear I'm not afraid to die I'm afraid to be alive without being aware of it I'm so afraid to, I couldn't stand to Waste all my energy on things That do not matter anymore Our future has already been written by us alone But we don't grasp the meaning Of our programmed course of life Our future has already been wasted by us alone And we just let it happen and do not worry at all We only fear what comes And smell death every day Search for the answers that lie beyond