vot postojanno nahodish' kakuju-to klassnuju gruppu v zhanre i dumajesh': "pochemu mne ran'she ne nravilsja etot zhanr? eto zhe tak kruto!" - nachinajesh' slushat' "pohozhih ispolnitelej" i dumajesh'... mmmda... ponjatno pochemu
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Отправлено: 14.01.13 20:02. Заголовок: V.I.P. пишет: vot p..
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vot postojanno nahodish' kakuju-to klassnuju gruppu v zhanre i dumajesh': "pochemu mne ran'she ne nravilsja etot zhanr? eto zhe tak kruto!" - nachinajesh' slushat' "pohozhih ispolnitelej" i dumajesh'... mmmda... ponjatno pochemu
вот у меня так было, когда я нашла на Тюбике док. фильм про фолк- (он же pagan-) метал. Начала ругать себя за зацикленность на одном имени. Переслушала кучу групп, всё, что найти могла. По песне-две-три.. На большее меня не хватило. Всё мне что-то не то, то как-то однобоко, то чего-то не хватает, то примитивно, то с вокалом беда, то вообще Г какое-то.... Успокоилась.... Продолжаю с удовольствием циклиться на Turisas
End of an Empire
The time is here Time to be brave, while others fear Fear the stars, the moon, and the Holy Ghost It's what lurks in the dark that scares us the most
You're damned if you do, you're damned if you don't What tomorrow brings is still the unknown But can you condone? How to atone?
I'm so alone How can I know I won't bemoan? Every tale, needs its star and knave Which part I play is yet to be unveiled
History: just what's agreed Yet it will judge both you and me Shield and swords, will win you wars But in the end, the battle's for our hearts Fought by bards
You look back in time No-one heard the bells chime You wonder how How could they this allow?
Exactly the same Are the questions aimed your way When looking back on today
The time is here Time to be brave, let others fear We know the walls will fall But out of the ashes a new day will dawn
We've enslaved the world We have slaughtered, we've burned All, in the name of our faith
Only a fool would except Others to settle for anything less The tide is about to turn
The sea has pulled away Like small children we play What is this? Come take a look at all these fish!
As long as you spend There is more for you to lend Someone always saves us in the end
The time is here Time to be brave, let others fear We know the walls will fall But out of the ashes a new day will dawn
We've enslaved the world We have slaughtered, we've burned All, while knowing what is best.
Might take a year or ten, Generations of men, We've passed the point of no return
Fifty-three days in fifty-three Fifty-three steps for you to acknowledge your defeat
The last in line: Ultimus Romanorum Evolution through revolution A frozen river, enough to tip an empire
Stalingrad, Waterloo, Bastille, Poltava, Stamford Bridge, At Manzikert ‒ it all would end.
Tough are times ahead With care you tread Before you know Out we need to bow
Enjoy it while it lasts Soon forgotten in the past Our time here ended so fast
Open your eyes Yourself apprise All empires find their demise The taller they are, the harder they fall The snowball Is on the roll
Open your eyes Yourself apprise New powers are on the rise So strong is our faith, (in that) the world stays as is Until it hits, like shattering glass to bits
How did this happen? How could this happen? How could the empire fall?
и вот после этого... грандиозного финала этой песни, когда тихонько начинается следующая, когда Матиас сначала тихонько наговаривает слова куплета
So there it was, the thing we dread the most. Time had caught up with us. The thread ended. I felt betrayed and disappointed. Was that really it? And looking down at myself lying on the ground of Piraeus harbour, Snowflakes falling down on me... The night the Bosphorus froze
We watch the sand trickle, anxious about its steady flow. But what we really fail to see is, that any minute, the glass might just burst into pieces. You see, it's not about what you take with you, it's about what you leave behind. And there, on the side of a lion, this story found its end.
а потом они хором тихонько затягивают этот финноязычный припев.. это звучит так дико, так варварски, и так....
я в диком восторге от этой музыки, и от крошки Матиаса , который тоже такая умничка, и тоже всё делает сам (музыку, тексты.. иногда на трёх языках в пределах одной песни )
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