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Отражение Луны (вокальный дуэт под фортепиано) |
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Метки: дуэт darkwave луна piano dementa luna |
Les Dialogues avec la Lune pt.9 - Слёзы Волков |
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Метки: проза волки луна слёзы moon диалоги с луной |
Аудио-запись: Villard L. Cord - Little Cat |
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(c) Villard L. Cord & Teatro Drama dell'Arte Year: 2009 Close styles: darkwave/gothic/art Посвящение милым кошатинам... Особенно одной прекрасной мяукалке... ...музыкальные шкатулки... сломанные игрушки... маленькие царапки... осторожные лапки... ...игра сумасшествия... улыбчивости и пушистости... коготками с лунным клубком... ...раскачивая серебристые нити... в одиночку... вдвоём... ...потерявшись... обретём...  Маленький Кошачий Кис You’re the lost little girl Lost little cat Here you sat Then ran away To climb on the top Of the highest tree Then jump to the house The one that smiles to the sea And catch the breeze The blossom of sunset And as the moon fades in To vanish in the dim My lost little girl Lost little cat Sometimes I hear Your silvering meows From Selena’s head And if I could I’d be a cat to discover What secret does cover This beautiful moonlight thread The sky wrapped in, gone to bed It seems you could be my lover… Then one day I shall cover You, my lost little cat Then, maybe, you’ll teach me How to swing on this beautiful moonlight thread… _________ |
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Метки: кошки gothic безумие darkwave луна музыкальная шкатулка lestat de llamorte little cat mad asylum |
Les Dialogues avec la Lune - Selena (lullaby) |
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Метки: gothic колыбельная rock ночь darkwave луна lullaby moon музыкальная шкатулка селена lestat de llamorte selena music bos |
Аудио-запись: Lestat de Llamorte - Selena (lullaby) |
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(c) Lestat de Llamorte & Teatro Drama dell'Arte Year: 2009 Close styles: darkwave/gothic/rock/music box Для тех, кто чувствует больше, чем возможно увидеть... Спокойных снов вашим красивым сердцам...  Колыбельная для Селены Dear Selena, don’t be afraid There’s nothing that can harm you In the moonlight bed My sweet Selena We have much to talk But gently sleep, Tomorrow we’ll have a walk Aside the shore, I’ll whisper very secrets Then we shall play And you will not say: “That was mistake…” You always understand me… And you make me live Selena’s dreaming Beneath the moon skies Selena’s dreaming So young and so wise In her silvering nocturne My forever Moon… Dear Selena, we’re getting older We cannot see, how getting colder How loosing, and not finding In the night with our fears fighting Oh, do you know where moonlight flowers grow? When we shall meet, I hope, you’ll bring me one My orphan heart in late October My pale muse of sable charm When we shall meet… Now sleep… ___ |
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Метки: gothic колыбельная rock ночь darkwave луна lullaby moon музыкальная шкатулка селена lestat de llamorte selena music bos |
День Гекаты |
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Метки: луна геката 29й лунный день |
Day of the Moon |
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Метки: любовь gothic печаль darkwave луна moon grief lestat de llamorte memoire d'ardente malady |
Аудио-запись: Lestat de Llamorte - Day of the Moon |
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(c) Lestat de Llamorte & Memoire d'Ardente Year: 2009 Close styles: darkwave About six years passed... Years of youth, growth, passion and experience... Years of desiring and misunderstanding... Years of laughter and grief... You told that memory reminded you more cries than gentle smiles... I spoke of different memory... We had our way, we tried to become one... somehow... maybe... But when united - parted... now forever... Forever & together totally alone... and lost... in the day of the moon... Feel better... День Луны In the day of the moon I was stranger… I was stranger for streets, for the sky For the shivering light on the water I was stranger for love-spoken rhymes… I was dreaming a dream that forever is lost That believed to be mine, but ‘twas not… I was looking for boat to make sail to the high In the day when I finally died… In that day of the moon I was broken Like I never was broken before In that day of the moon I was stolen By myself on the glimmering shore… I was making my way through the pale avenue Whispering things can’t no longer endure Dreaming a dream that forever is torn… Beautiful rose with the venomous thorn… In the day of the moon there was danger If could earlier knew – it was you… In the day of the moon I’m a stranger… Tinkling tear in crescendo of dew… I was dreaming a dream that forever is lost That believed to be mine, but ‘twas not… I was looking for boat to make sail to the high In the day when I finally died… _________ |
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Метки: lestat de llamorte memoire d'ardente darkwave moon луна любовь печаль grief malady gothic |
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