Dark Moor - Swan Lake
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WhiteLizard
За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
Arandor
Plain White T's - Your Fault
Be strong. Believe
Повелитель Блэк
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Sява - Hey guys, how's it going?
Пара банок пива, снаряд дешевого пойла
Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы
Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами:
- Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым.
Я в ответ молчал виновато
- Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным?
Им не понять меня, не поменять меня
Хотели поломать меня - им не поймать меня
В чем моя вина?
Думал бежать отсюда, хлопал дверями злобно -
Обида-паскуда
Мама била посуду и тихо плакала
Молилась за меня Богу - свечи ставила
Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы
Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами:
- Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым.
Я в ответ молчал виновато
- Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным?
Им не понять меня, не поменять меня
Хотели поломать меня - им не поймать меня
В чем моя вина?
Думал бежать отсюда, хлопал дверями злобно -
Обида-паскуда
Мама била посуду и тихо плакала
Молилась за меня Богу - свечи ставила
WhiteLizard
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Syava - Hey guys, how's it going?
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Rob Zombie - Scum Of The Earth
За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
Arandor
Hoobastank - Too Little Too Late
Be strong. Believe
Werevolka
Oomph! - Der Neue Gott
Arandor
Luna Halo - On Your Side
Be strong. Believe
Werevolka
Oomph! - Niemand
Arandor
MXPX - Let It Happen
Be strong. Believe
Werevolka
Bob Marley - No, Woman, No Cry
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Nargaroth – My fantasies are like burning leaves... they don't last...
Deutsch:
Weeping, holding a cigarette
I stand at the window.
I see the snow falling.
Weren't there flowers just now,
enjoying the morning dew?
Wasn't there a child laughing?
He had my name,
and his father was also a stranger to him.
Love was when he hit.
There was the mother. Laughing.
Golden sun in her hair.
And yet she remained silent...
Naked and still weeping
The forehead pressed against the cold glass,
I keep looking through the window
Whose panes are tear-soaked.
The snow begins to drift in the storm.
Grimaces chase through the gray.
They come from the childhood of yesterday,
A salute, their laughter roars harshly.
The storm reveals a child's body,
My weeping gives way to frenzy.
Naked, I throw myself through the window,
The glass exposes my wounds.
I wanted to taste foreign fruits,
To hear my own child laugh.
To live the sunset of love
And wander where the stars are.
Silently, I lean against the window.
My hair like shreds in my face.
The storm carries away my fantasies,
For unfortunately, that's all they are.
English:
Weeping, clasping a cigarette
I'm standing at the window.
I'm watching the snow fall.
Haven't there just been flowers,
feasting on the morning's dew?
Wasn't there a child laughing?
He bore my name,
His father, too, was alien to him.
Love was when he was beating.
There was the mother. Laughing.
Golden sun in her hair.
And yet she remained silent then...
Naked and still weeping,
The forehead pressed against cold glass,
I keep on gazing through the window,
Whose panes are moistened by tears.
The snow starts drifting in the storm.
Grimaces are chasing through the grey.
They come from the childhood yesterday,
A salute, their laughter is roaring harshly.
The storm unveils a children's body,
My weeping gives way to frenzy.
Naked, I throw myself through the window,
The glass makes my wounds show.
I wished to taste foreign fruits,
To hear my own child laugh.
To live the sunset of love
And wander where the stars are.
Silently, I'm leaning against the window.
My hair like shreds in the face.
The storm carries away my fantasies,
For unfortunately they are just that.
Deutsch:
Weeping, holding a cigarette
I stand at the window.
I see the snow falling.
Weren't there flowers just now,
enjoying the morning dew?
Wasn't there a child laughing?
He had my name,
and his father was also a stranger to him.
Love was when he hit.
There was the mother. Laughing.
Golden sun in her hair.
And yet she remained silent...
Naked and still weeping
The forehead pressed against the cold glass,
I keep looking through the window
Whose panes are tear-soaked.
The snow begins to drift in the storm.
Grimaces chase through the gray.
They come from the childhood of yesterday,
A salute, their laughter roars harshly.
The storm reveals a child's body,
My weeping gives way to frenzy.
Naked, I throw myself through the window,
The glass exposes my wounds.
I wanted to taste foreign fruits,
To hear my own child laugh.
To live the sunset of love
And wander where the stars are.
Silently, I lean against the window.
My hair like shreds in my face.
The storm carries away my fantasies,
For unfortunately, that's all they are.
English:
Weeping, clasping a cigarette
I'm standing at the window.
I'm watching the snow fall.
Haven't there just been flowers,
feasting on the morning's dew?
Wasn't there a child laughing?
He bore my name,
His father, too, was alien to him.
Love was when he was beating.
There was the mother. Laughing.
Golden sun in her hair.
And yet she remained silent then...
Naked and still weeping,
The forehead pressed against cold glass,
I keep on gazing through the window,
Whose panes are moistened by tears.
The snow starts drifting in the storm.
Grimaces are chasing through the grey.
They come from the childhood yesterday,
A salute, their laughter is roaring harshly.
The storm unveils a children's body,
My weeping gives way to frenzy.
Naked, I throw myself through the window,
The glass makes my wounds show.
I wished to taste foreign fruits,
To hear my own child laugh.
To live the sunset of love
And wander where the stars are.
Silently, I'm leaning against the window.
My hair like shreds in the face.
The storm carries away my fantasies,
For unfortunately they are just that.
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Nargaroth – Thinking Below the Ocean
Elcidere
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Came from Sergey Mavrin’s concert.
Когда я умер, небыло никого, кто бы это опроверг
клан "Vampires"
P.S. ...но против креста Я не пойду никогда...
Arandor
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Yellowcard - Avondale
I like it, and the acoustic version too.
I like it, and the acoustic version too.
Be strong. Believe
Amko
Arandor
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Yellowcard - Way Away
This one also has good acoustics, but the regular version doesn't sound that great.
This one also has good acoustics, but the regular version doesn't sound that great.
Be strong. Believe