Аудио-запись: Empyrium - Wassergeister: Die Schwäne Im Schilf |
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 Лебеди в камышах Тихи ночи тени И легки движенья Испарений, над озером вставших. И в лесной тиши Сквозь озера камыши Нёсся плач лебедей причитавших. Тем временем дева В ночной мгле блуждала, В бесконечном мучении Утешенья не знала. Точно за нею охота- Она ланью бежала Всё глубже в чащу, В темноте исчезала. Сердце неистово колотилось- Точно в груди грома раскаты. Как она здесь очутилась? Лишь она и мир дремотой объятый. Безутешна, одна... Вот озеро перед ней, И так манит к нему Скорбный плач лебедей. Вздрогнул свет, вспыхнул, И ночь налетела! Мир пробудился, В воздухе злоба звенела! От берега к берегу Волны гуляли, И шумно гладь озера Они возмущали. Но дева не замечала- Тоска слишком сильна. Лебеди к себе звали, И она шла по волнам В самый мрак и ко дну, В кромешную глубину. С лебедями плыла Туда, в темноту... __________________ Still, still war die Nacht, nur reget sich sacht - von Dunste bedeckt, ein See tief im Walde, im Schilfe, die Schwäne, ihr Wehklagen hallte.... Die Maid indes irrte nächtens umher, ihr Schmerz ungeborchen - kein Trost nimmermehr. Als ob man sie jage, über Stock, über Stein, immer tiefer ins Dickicht, ins Dunkle hinein. Ihr Herz pochte - raste! - wie Donner in ihr, die Welt war im Schlummer, allein war sie hier. Alleine im Kummer, der See lag vor ihr, das Jammern der Schwäne, es lockte sie hierher.... Licht blitzte und zuckte, erhellte die Nacht, ein Grollen erklang! Die Welt war erwacht. Von Ufer zu Ufer, das Wasser schlug aus! Es toste und brauste zum Rande hinaus. Die Maid war verlorn zu grimm ihre Pein! Die Schwäne sie lockten sie zu sich hinein. Sie trieb auf den Wogen ins Dunkel hinaus, sie trieb mit den Schwänen ins Dunkel hinaus..... |
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Аудио-запись: Elend - Moon of Amber |
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Umbra, We watch the Moon of Amber. And again, the Garden mourns its silent dream. Unguarded, some fragments of light linger in your sky. Were we like sublunary lovers Straying on the seas of your heart, Sailing down the streams of your mind, Soothing your marble face anew... Dim... in the shadows of our sun, We have been blinded by agony, Our dazzling eyes empty of stars, Our voices wordless with fear, Our ears so envious of deafening, Our withdrawing souls longing for death, We drowned in a Moon of Amber. |
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Аудио-запись: Circle of Ouroborus - Skyline Painter |
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Аудио-запись: Ekove Efrits - Hills Of Ashes |
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«Есть в этой музыке нечто жестокое, |
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Аудио-запись: Stoa - Autumn |
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 Brag I with audacious pride. But that first gust of him Makes me stumble and shrink. My barque is covered up With leaves and windfall-pears. His heaven azures me And his earth is cushioning. The warming of his wine And the sighing of his fire, His honeys bitterness Are reviving me, Expose me to the storms And leave me to despair. But once his cold will die In my ardent embrace. |
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Аудио-запись: Soulfallen - We Are The Sand |
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We were the rider and we were the hearse We were the salvation and we were the curse We were the shadows - hidding from the breaking day And we were the flames - that once burned entire worlds away Upon our broken dreams we lay our heads And fall into a slumber deep, with dreams as hard as lead Tired of the tyrants, drained of tears to weep We hope the Sun will never wake us As mankind slowly falls asleep We were the wind - caressing the Towers of Silence And we were the storm - that once raged upon the welkin We were the rain - falling heavy upon the hearts of men And we were the clouds - that usurped the warmth of the Sun, again and again Upon our broken dreams we lay our heads And fall into a slumber deep, we dream among the dead Tired of this broken soil, the dark beneath our feet We pray the Sun will never wake us As life itself falls asleep We Are The Sand in the hourglass Rushing towards our destined end We Are The Sand of the ever-growing Desert towards our world descends We are the sand We are the storm We are the wind Of a world outworn We are the sand We are the storm We are the wind Never to be reborn |
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Аудио-запись: Portishead - Magic Doors |
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I can't deny what I've become I'm just emotionally undone I can't deny, I can't be someone else when I have tried to find the words To describe this sense absurd Try to resist my thoughts But I can't lie I've been losing myself My desire I can't have No reason am I for I can't divide or hide from me I don't know who I'm meant to be I guess it's just the person that I am Often I've dreamt that I don't wait Enjoy the gift of my mistake Like then again I'm wrong and I confess I've been losing myself My desire I can't have No reason am I for |
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