Отправлено: 05.12.09 15:39. Заголовок: Лирика Теории и Практики - 9

Продолжая традиции предыдущих альбомов, создаю тему для исследования новой лирики Его Величества.

Лирика Screamworks:

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In Venere Veritas Let's fall apart together now Zipping cupid in a body bag well-worn Next to the mausoleum he was born in Picking up the pieces of this gory glory of it all From eve to morn For Eve to mourn Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing, in venere veritas Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas Let's fall apart together now There's a method to our sadness as we drag the mirror ball and chain Through the twilight again Dressed up in shame Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing, in venere veritas Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas Begging for reflection from an unshuttered heart To blind and chase us over the edge Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing, in venere veritas Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas These are the wounds that are not meant to heal at all Let's fall apart together now Let's fall apart together now Scared to Death In the biblical sense and sensibility let me know you I'll kiss that smile off your face, just say when I'm not afraid to say I love you any more than I used to be babe I am scared to death I am scared to death to fall in love All these pick-up lines from hell Icebreakers infernal From a heart so black and blue only for you I'm not afraid to say I love you any more than I used to babe I am scared to death I am scared to death to fall in love I'm not afraid to admit I adore you any more than I was before, baby I am scared to death I am scared to death to fall in love with you with you (scared to death) And you're sweet like poison. HeartKiller Farewell heartless world, I'll send you a postcard burnt, In flames You've tried so hard to extinguish with the fear of failing, I'll write down everything I have learned, And edit it down to a single word, Love For you I'm waiting, anticipating Sparks will fly, Beneath the luna alight, Lazarus at Frankenstein's, Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a , Heartkiller A little we die, Above the lesser light, For you I'm open wide, Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a, Heartkiller Heartkiller Top hats off to the return, Of the beat to lick a wound to, Cursed for some and blessed for a few, It doesn't have to make any sense at all, Come hither and we'll fall, In love For Love I'm crawling out of patience baby Sparks will fly, Beneath the luna alight, Lazarus at Frankenstein's, Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a , Heartkiller A little we die, Above the lesser light, For you I'm open wide, Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a, Heartkiller Paint all your sorrows for me to sing Hearkiller Draw your pain and hear me hum it out (Instrumental Break) Sparks will fly, Beneath the luna alight, Lazarus at Frankenstein's, Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a , Heartkiller A little we die, Above the lesser light, For you I'm open wide, Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a, Heartkiller Heartkiller Heartkiller Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a, Heartkiller Babe I'll be a, Flatliner for a, Heartkiller Dying Song I've seen you breath life into the weakest of hearts, And heard you scream out loud the sweetest poem Echoing accros the ocean Reminding me why I still try to hold onto whatever is left of you and I, Shedding skin to a dying song, We hum along to the evening sun 'till we are no more, Little deaths to a dying song, Sound a lot like life, I've seen these dreams being crushed by a single thought, And felt the envy of sadness engulf all warmth, Barley alive under ice by exchanging sighs, With tomorrow quivering in the loneliest light, Shedding skin to a dying song, We hum along to the evening sun 'till we are no more, Little deaths to a dying song, Sound a lot like -- life and love, Life and love, Will you Crawl back into bed tomorrow is trembling at the sights of you and I, Shedding skin to a dying song, We hum along to the evening sun 'till we are no more, Little deaths to a dying song, Sound a lot like -- life and love, Life and love, Life and love, Life and love, ( Background: Dying Song ) Life and love, ( A Dying Song ) With you, ( A Dying Song ) With you, ( Dying Song ) With you, ( Dying Song ) With you, Dying Song Disarm me (with your loneliness) A promise of heaven pushed us right back to hell Turned three sevens into three sixes again And you laughed at my face when I told you how much it hurts and said Disarm me with your loneliness Just like always before Deceive me out of my emptiness telling me how you love You keep on tempting me to go on whatever the cost To witness the prettiest flower in bloom wither to dust So I’ll break all the rules in this endless game once called love for you Disarm me with your loneliness Just like always before Deceive me out of my emptiness telling me how you love me with all your heart no more Disarm me with your loneliness Just like always before Disarm me with your loneliness Just like always before Deceive me out of my emptiness telling me how you love me with all your heart no more (tell me how much you miss my warmth) no more (tell me how my kiss can change your world) no more (tell me how much it hurts to be alone) No more (Lie to me that you love me with all your heart) No more Love the hardest way Love’s the devil counting teardrops in the rain To the sound of a chalkboard symphony played with nails For what it’s worth I don’t want to see you hurt any more than you have to Chorus: Dine on glass, wine on blood, baby love the hard way Baudelaire in braille baby love the harder way Once you lose yourself entomb I promise you love the hardest way pretty like a flower on a tomb you are kissed blue by the last arrows of the sun olly olly oxen free hide and go weep no more unless you want to Dine on glass, wine on blood, baby love the hard way Baudelaire in brail baby love the harder way wont you lose yourself into I promise you love the hardest way Guitarsolo Chorus: Dine on glass, wine on blood, baby love the hard way Baudelaire in brail baby love the harder way wont you lose yourself into I promise you love the hardest way (Love the hard way) Love the hardest way (Love the harder way) won’t you lose yourself into I promise you love the hardest way love the hardest way Love the hardest way Love the hardest Katherine Wheel Lo and behold baby these are things you make me do Katherine Wheel I am burning for you I’m burning for you Come on and break me a limb at a time wrap me round your spokes so tight There’s no letting go Spin me around to blur the line between you and I What are you waiting for Lo and behold baby these are the things you make me do Katherine Wheel I am burning for you Please don’t stop until my heart no longer screams Katherine Wheel Katherine Wheel Holding hands won’t be enough in a world giving head to a gun love in theory and practice chapter one Lo and behold baby these are the things you make me do Katherine Wheel I am burning for you Please don’t stop until my heart no longer screams Katherine Wheel Katherine Wheel I twist and turn In your arms swirl The dizzier I get the clearer I see with you I’m at peace with the war within Lo and behold baby these are the things you make me do Katherine Wheel I am burning for you Please don’t stop until my heart no longer screams Katherine Wheel Katherine Wheel Lo and behold baby these are the things you make me do Katherine Wheel I am burning for you Katherine Wheel I am burning for you Katherine Wheel Katherine Wheel I’m burning for you In the arms of rain Once again we found ourselves to be lost Holding hands while straying from the path in a forest dark Aren’t you happy to see me crawl Serpertine towards the sun to you Lift the lid of your heart’s casket in the arms of rain We’ll drift along this river of sadness until we feel no pain Baby,It's the Hail Marys for the secrets you’ve kept from me Hail Marys for tomorrow’s dream In the arms of rain we are free Again, I fought myself and lost Come bite the apple and I’ll coil around your heart I’m so happy to see you weep along In these these arms you belong Lift the lid of your heart’s casket in the arms of rain We’ll drift along this river of sadness until we feel no pain Baby, it's the Hail Marys for the secrets you’ve kept from me Hail Marys for tomorrow’s dream In the arms of rain we are free Ave Maria, we’ve tried Ave Maria, we ‘ve cried Ave Maria, we've died Lift the lid of your heart’s casket in the arms of rain We’ll drift along this river of sadness until we feel no pain Baby, it's the Hail Marys for the secrets you’ve kept from me Hail Marys for tomorrow’s dream In the arms of rain we are free Lift the lid of your heart’s casket in the arms of rain We’ll drift along this river of sadness until we feel no pain Baby, it's the Hail Marys for the secrets you’ve kept from me Hail Marys for tomorrow’s dream In the arms of rain we are free It’s the end of the road Hold me It’s the end of the road and we're free Ode to Solitude Easy on the eyes Uneasy on the heart Sew my wrists shut, sew my wrists shut with hope striaght into the light shining bright I dare you to dream this and I dare you to dream this gone What I want to know is which makes you smile less Here’s to the pain the light of the oncoming train Come on, Ode to solitude in chains Here’s to the pain, as always heaven in flames Bleeding, ode to solitude in chains Map the scars of the heart Bruised and torn Loosen the noose love, losen the noose with love What I want to know is why you keep me hanging Here’s to the pain the light of the oncoming train Come on, Ode to solitude in chains Here’s to the pain, as always heaven in flames Bleeding, ode to solitude in chains If I should fail to stay remember not to forget this feeling you have I've failed, please pretend it never happened baby Shatter me with hope The girl who cried at love, won't you come and play with me? You can be Cassandra, underneath the sword of Damocles We'll tear this baby apart wise like Solomon Run, come shatter me now Shatter me with hope Crawl, come breathe me in, bleed out all sorrows Scream me a dream, untouched by shadows Baby, shatter me now, shatter me now Shatter me with hope She'll be the witness to the repose of Evelyn Push the needle in To the of canticles of ecstasy Turn to page 43 And you'll know how I feel Run, come shatter me now, shatter me with hope Crawl, come breathe me in, bleed out all sorrows Scream me a dream, untouched by shadows Baby, shatter me now, shatter me now shatter me with hope Swear on your heart's grave, I'm wrong and love like your life's depending on it ('cause it is!) We'll tear this baby apart, wise like Solomon Turn to page forty three, and you'll know how I feel Run, come shatter me now, shatter me with hope Crawl, come breathe me in Bleed out all sorrow Scream me dream, untouched by shadows Baby, shatter me now, shatter me now shatter me with hope Shatter me now, shatter me now, shatter me now Oh, oh-u, oooh Shatter me now, shatter me now, shatter me now Oh, oh-u, oooh,Oh, oh-u, oooh Scream me a dream.....! (Shatter me now, shatter me now, shatter me now) Scream me a dream.....! (Shatter me now, shatter me now, shatter me now) Acoustic Funeral (for love in limbo) You missed the winter and it followed you back home Where sun kissed the crimson footsteps in the melting snow We are doing our best to disown the golden mean By these acts of cruelty in the name of beauty to be free The acoustic funeral for love in limbo We're dancing with tags on our toes I save my last breath for your window To write you this song, for the acoustic funeral On the verge of a vow to kill all reason Locking that door to a nightmare withing a nightmare We are bound to adore Let the planchette in the shape of a heart glide to oui And fiinally confirm all fears to be so real (It's unreal) The acoustic funeral for love in limbo We're dancing with tags on our toes I save my last breath for your window To write you this song, for the acoustic funeral Underneath the ice so thin i am turning blue the one las thing i know to be real is the shadow of you killing love with a kiss The acoustic funeral for love in limbo We're dancing with tags on our toes I save my last breath for your window To write you this song, for the acoustic funeral Let's re-enact the fall for the acoustic funeral Like Saint Valentine In the name of love lost I'm frozen to her and I want you to come Build me a bridge soaked in gasoline And pass the torch Hey baby, let me be your valentine Saint Valentine Suck the sorrow out of you and try to keep a lie alive Like Saint Valentine Like the couple from Pompeii Our drama is put on display Along with a dove stuffed In a coffin of glas entitled Love, lust and the Holy Ghost Those were the days Hey baby, let me be your valentine Saint Valentine Suck the sorrow out of you and try to keep a lie alive Like Saint Valentine Love is the only war worth dying for Lift me up to knock me down I'm all yours for now The Foreboding Sense of Impending Happiness By your heartstrings I am hanging from a dream Swinging in the warm autumn breeze Come look at the scars Smother a heart Opening up No more Tiptoeing along a strand of your hair Suspended between these thoughts and actions Miles above reality

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 Отправлено: 07.04.10 12:29. Заголовок: Luuna пишет: а про ..

Luuna пишет:

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а про что стихотворение Буковски? расскажите..., а то я только прозу читала

да оно тут ни при чём. я просто Кински с Буковски спутала, и выложила этот стих

как говорится- мы в ответе за тех, кого ввели в заблуждение

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 12:32. Заголовок: La Murka пишет: эт..

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этот стих

La Murka так я поняла что автор Буковски. Да? Вот и спрашиваю о чем стихотворение

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 12:45. Заголовок: Luuna пишет: Вот и ..

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Вот и спрашиваю о чем стихотворение

аааа.

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Да-да когда Господь создал любовь, он многим не помог когда Господь создал собак, он не помог собакам когда Господь создал растения, это было неплохо когда Господь создал ненависть, у нас была общественная польза когда Господь создал меня, он создал меня когда Господь создал обезьяну, я спал когда Господь создал жирафа, я был пьян когда Господь создал наркотики, я был сверху когда Господь создал самоубийство, я был снизу когда Он создал тебя, лежащей в постели, Он знал, что делал, Он был пьян, и Он был сверху, и Он создал горы, моря и огонь одновременно Он иногда ошибался, но когда Он создал тебя, лежащей в постели, Он превзошёл всю свою Благословенную Вселенную Перевод А. Караковского http://www.uspoetry.ru/poem/190

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 12:47. Заголовок: La Murka http://kol..

La Murka потрясно!

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 13:23. Заголовок: Luuna пишет: потряс..

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потрясно!

перевод на русский неправильный

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 13:26. Заголовок: Wednesday пишет: пе..

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перевод на русский неправильный

tochno. mestami. ja srazu ne obratila vnimanija. imejesh v vidu - he was high/ he was low? xptoa "sverxu/ snizu" tozhe krasivo vygliadit
i eshio nekotryje frazy. ex.
esli tebe ne len' i interessno, sdelaj svoj perevod, pozhalujsta

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 13:32. Заголовок: La Murka пишет: he ..

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he was high/ he was low? xptoa "sverxu/ snizu" tozhe krasivo vygliadit

и это, и то,что там все же не
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когда Господь создал жирафа, я был пьян

а когда Господь создал жирафа,Он был пьян.

Ну и
когда Господь создал наркотики, Он был в отличном настроении
когда Господь создал самоубийство, Он был в депрессии

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 13:41. Заголовок: я вот еще такой пере..

я вот еще такой перевод нашла. тоже конечно художественный..

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Создавая любовь, Бог не многим помог, Создавая собак, глумился лишь Бог. Создавая растенья - работал вполсилы, Ненависть сделал обыденным делом Создавая меня - меня Он и делал Во сне, вероятно, создал обезьяну, Жирафа - по пьяни - сплошные изьяны Наркотики делая - жутко торчал, Самоубийство - последний причал Когда ж Он постель создавал и тебя, немалый талант вдруг проклюнулся в Нем - по пьяни, под кайфом, но все же любя Он горы и море разбавил огнем Ошибок наделал Господь несчисленно Но ты на постели раскинулась ленно И оргазмом сотряс Он просторы вселенной или такой когда Бог создал любовь, Он не многим помог когда Бог создал собак, Он не помог собакам когда Бог создал растения, это было не так, чтобы очень когда Бог создал ненависть, мы получили стандартный набор когда Бог создал меня, Он создал меня когда Бог создал обезьяну, Он, видимо, спал когда Бог создал жирафа, Он был пьян когда Бог создал наркотики, Он был шибко обкурен а когда Он создал самоубийство, Он был в депрессии когда Он создал тебя лежащей в постели Он знал, что делал Он был пьян и обкурен и Он создал горы, море, огонь - всё в одно время ясно, не обошлось без ошибок, но когда Он создал тебя лежащей в постели, Он кончил поверх всей Своей Благословенной Вселенной.

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 13:47. Заголовок: Wednesday пишет: пе..

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перевод на русский неправильный

девочки, кайфовый мужик какой Буковски. `

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 14:01. Заголовок: Wednesday пишет: La..

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La Murka пишет: цитата: когда Господь создал жирафа, я был пьян а когда Господь создал жирафа,Он был пьян.

да-да. чтот переводчик вообще либо не знач языка с которого переводил. либо сам был пьян. ибо это имеется ввиду что когда Господ создал жирафа. то господь же был пьян , ну к примеру, бред какойт , а не перевод
Можно ж заметить что вышла бессмыслица полная

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 14:16. Заголовок: второй абсолютно вер..

второй у Тайгер абсолютно верный

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 14:16. Заголовок: summerwine пишет: с..

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сам был пьян. ибо это имеется ввиду что когда Господ создал жирафа

жираф был пьян

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 14:21. Заголовок: La Murka пишет: жир..

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жираф был пьян

ну по смыслу Госпоь был пьян, создавая такие вещи ты ж не думаешь шо наркотик тож гдет был т.п. и т.д.
Мурка ну тебя я подумала ты серьезно

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 14:32. Заголовок: summerwine пишет: ..

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я подумала ты серьезно

кто? я? ты аватарку мою видела?

 Отправлено: 07.04.10 15:46. Заголовок: La Murka пишет: кто..