My OperaSome words about music.
Saturday, March 28, 2009 10:52:45 AM
I've just realized that I haven't updated my blog in quite a while. And I've also realized that I haven't written anything about music yet, though I'm really a great fan of music. But what should I write about, I thought? And so I've decided to write about a band from my own town, Arkhangelsk. They are called E-SEX-T. Actually, some 4 or 3 years ago it was my most favourite band, I've listened to them really very much and they've influenced my views on many things.
You can listen to them on last.fm, but what you won't understand are Russian lyrics. So now I'd like to give you the translation of one of their songs. It's called, "Способные умереть", "Capable of dying". I can't say that this is my favourite song. But only because all of their songs are my favourite.
10 - Способные умереть.mp3
Here are the Russian lyrics:
Способные умереть
Всё течет, всё изменяется
Меньше стало достойных образов
Время принцев-героев кончается
Настало время каких-то пидоров.
Больше тех по статистике
Кто поднял руку на женщину
Что случилось, куда мы катимся?
Как же больно об этом думать...
Где герои способные умереть
За любовь за чувства?
Как же больно, больно об этом петь!
Без вас в мире пусто.
Где же вы, супергерои
Настоящие, без резиновых рож ?!
Память двери свои закроет
Второй раз уже не войдешь.
Больше стало злобы, насилия
"Винт" любви должен "слететь"
Я причастен к этому тоже...
Где герои способные умереть?
Где герои способные умереть
За любовь за чувства?
Как же больно, больно об этом петь!
Без вас в мире пусто.
Вы ушедшие тени
Из далеких былин
Между стрелок делений
Мир о вас позабыл...
And the translation:
Capable of dying
Everything flows, everything changes,
There are less and less examples worth following
The times of princes and heroes is coming to an end
The time of some bastards have come
The statistics say there are more and more of those
Who have dared to strike a woman
What has happened, where are we going to?
And how painful it is to think about it...
Where are the heroes, capable of dying
For love and for their feelings?
Oh, how painful it is to sing about it,
The world is empty without you...
Where are you, superheroes?
Real ones, without rubber masks.
The memory will close its doors,
You won't come in again.
(you here refers just to an abstract person, not the heroes from the previous line).
Today there's more violence and hate,
The screw of love will break
And I'm part of it as well
Where are the heroes, capable of dying?
Where are the heroes, capable of dying
For love and for their feelings?
Oh, how painful it is to sing about it,
The world is empty without you...
You are long gone shadows
From the forgotten legends
Caught between the dials and hands [of the clock]
The world has forgotten about you...
That's it. Hope you'll like the song.
You can listen to them on last.fm, but what you won't understand are Russian lyrics. So now I'd like to give you the translation of one of their songs. It's called, "Способные умереть", "Capable of dying". I can't say that this is my favourite song. But only because all of their songs are my favourite.
10 - Способные умереть.mp3
Here are the Russian lyrics:
Способные умереть
Всё течет, всё изменяется
Меньше стало достойных образов
Время принцев-героев кончается
Настало время каких-то пидоров.
Больше тех по статистике
Кто поднял руку на женщину
Что случилось, куда мы катимся?
Как же больно об этом думать...
Где герои способные умереть
За любовь за чувства?
Как же больно, больно об этом петь!
Без вас в мире пусто.
Где же вы, супергерои
Настоящие, без резиновых рож ?!
Память двери свои закроет
Второй раз уже не войдешь.
Больше стало злобы, насилия
"Винт" любви должен "слететь"
Я причастен к этому тоже...
Где герои способные умереть?
Где герои способные умереть
За любовь за чувства?
Как же больно, больно об этом петь!
Без вас в мире пусто.
Вы ушедшие тени
Из далеких былин
Между стрелок делений
Мир о вас позабыл...
And the translation:
Capable of dying
Everything flows, everything changes,
There are less and less examples worth following
The times of princes and heroes is coming to an end
The time of some bastards have come
The statistics say there are more and more of those
Who have dared to strike a woman
What has happened, where are we going to?
And how painful it is to think about it...
Where are the heroes, capable of dying
For love and for their feelings?
Oh, how painful it is to sing about it,
The world is empty without you...
Where are you, superheroes?
Real ones, without rubber masks.
The memory will close its doors,
You won't come in again.
(you here refers just to an abstract person, not the heroes from the previous line).
Today there's more violence and hate,
The screw of love will break
And I'm part of it as well
Where are the heroes, capable of dying?
Where are the heroes, capable of dying
For love and for their feelings?
Oh, how painful it is to sing about it,
The world is empty without you...
You are long gone shadows
From the forgotten legends
Caught between the dials and hands [of the clock]
The world has forgotten about you...
That's it. Hope you'll like the song.
ГеннадийGnomnikas # Tuesday, March 31, 2009 7:17:28 PM
merlin!pintavodki # Tuesday, March 31, 2009 8:59:47 PM