Любимые тексты песен

[Мукуч]

Ну и напоследок ещё немного классики. Выбирать любимое из Iron Maiden сложновато, но вот так сказать самое самое любимое: )

Invaders 82

Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun

Many Nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the sun

Call to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives

Judgement day has come around so be prepared don't run stand your ground

They're coming in from the sea

they've come the enemy

beneath the blazing sun

the battle has to be won

Invaders ... Pillaging

Invaders ... Looting

Set ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland

Warning must be given there's not enough men here for a stand

The Vikings are too many too powerful to take on our own

We must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone

They're coming over the hill

they've come to attack

they're coming in for the kill

there's no turning back

Invaders ... Fighting

Invaders ... Marauding

Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground

Severed limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around

The smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary light to the end

The Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen

You'd better scatter and run

the battle's lost and not won

you'd better get away

to fight another day

Invaders ... Raping

Invaders ... Plundering

22 Acacia Avenue 82

Steve Harris and Adrian Smith

If you're feeling down depressed and lonely

I know a place where we can go

22 Acacia Avenue meet a lady that I know

So if you're looking for a good time

And you're prepared to pay the price

Fifteen quid is all she asks for

Everybody's got their vice

If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece

You can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free

So any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go

You can take my honest word for it she'll teach you more than you can know

Charlotte can't you get out from all of this madness

Can't you see it only brings you sadness

When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease

Some day when you're reaching the age of forty

I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying

Nobody then will want to know

You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go

You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life

Don't you ever think about the bad times

Why do you have to live this way

Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay

Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue

The way you walk it makes men think of having you

When you're walking down the street

Everybody stops and turns to stare at you

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go

You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please

Bite her excite her make her get down on her knees

Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got

Caress her molest her she always doest what you want

You're running away don't you know what you're doing

Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin

Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away

You believe that because what you're earning

Your life's good don't you know that you're hurting

All the people that love you don't cast them aside

All the men that are constantly drooling

It's no life for you stop all that screwing

You're packing your bags and you're coming with me

The Number Of The Beast 82

Steve Harris

"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the

beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short...

Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the

beast for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and

sixty six."

I left alone my mind was blank

I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind

What did I see can I believe that what I saw

that night was real and not just fantasy

Just what I saw in my old dreams were they

reflections of my warped mind staring back at me

'Cos in my dream it's always there the evil face that twists my mind

and brings me to despair

The night was black was no use holding back

'Cos I just had to see was someone watching me

In the mist dark figures move and twist

Was this all for real or some kind of hell

666 the number of the beast

Hell and fire was spawned to be released

Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised

As they start to cry hands held to the sky

In the night the fires burning bright

The ritual has begun Satan's work is done

666 the number of the beast

Sacrifice is going on tonight

This can't go on I must inform the law

Can this still be real or just some crazy dream

But I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes

They seem to mesmerise me ... can't avoid their eyes

666 the number of the beast

666 the one for you and me

I'm coming back I will return

And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn

I have the fire I have the force

I have the power to make my evil take it's course

Hallowed Be Thy Name 82

Harris

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime

Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time

Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole

The sands of time for me are running low

When the priest comes to read me the last rites

I take a look through the bars at the last sights

Of a world that has gone very wrong for me

Can it be there's some sort of error

Hard to stop the surmounting terror

Is it really the end not some crazy dream

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming

It's not so easy to stop from screaming

But words escape me when I try to speak

Tears they flow but why am I crying

After all I am not afraid of dying

Don't believe that there is never an end

As the guards march me out to the courtyard

Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"

If there's a God then why has he let me die?

As I walk all my life drifts before me

And though the end is near I'm not sorry

Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away

Mark my words please believe my soul lives on

Please don't worry now that I have gone

I've gone beyond to see the truth

When you know that your time is close at hand

maybe then you'll begin to understand

Life down there is just a strange illusion.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Hallowed be thy name

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Hallowed be thy name

Where Eagles Dare 83

Harris

It's snowing outside the rumbling sound

of engines roar in the night,

The mission is near the confident men

are waiting to drop from the sky.

The Blizzard goes on but still they must fly

No one should go where eagles dare.

Bavarian alps that lay all around

they seem to stare from below,

The enemy lines a long time passed

are lying deep in the snow.

Into the night they fall through the sky

No one should fly where eagles dare.

They're closing in the fortress is near

it's standing high in the sky,

The cable car's the only way in

it's really impossible to climb.

They make their way but maybe too late

They've got to try to save the day.

The panicking cries the roaring of guns

are echoing all round the valley,

The mission complete they make to escape

away from the Eagles Nest.

They dared to go where no one would try

they chose to fly where eagles dare.

Flight Of Icarus 83

Smith/Dickinson

As the sun breaks, above the ground,

An old man stands on the hill.

As the ground warms, to the first rays of light

A birdsong shatters the still.

His eyes are ablaze,

See the madman in his gaze.

Fly on your way, like an eagle,

Fly as high as the sun,

On your way, like an eagle,

Fly and touch the sun.

Now the crowd breaks and young boy appears

Looks the old man in the eye

As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd

In the name of God my father I fly.

His eyes seem so glazed

As he flies on the wings of a dream.

Now he knows his father betrayed

Now his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,

Fly as high as the sun,

On your way, like an eagle,

Fly as high as the sun.

The Trooper 83

Harris

You'll take my life but I'll take yours too

You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through

So when you're waiting for the next attack

You'd better stand there's no turning back.

The Bugle sounds and the charge begins

But on this battlefield no one wins

The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath

As I plunge on into certain death.

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run

The mighty roar of the Russian guns

And as we race towards the human wall

The screams of pain as my comrades fall.

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground

And the Russians fire another round

We get so near yet so far away

We won't live to fight another day.

We get so close near enough to fight

When a Russian gets me in his sights

He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow

A burst of rounds take my horse below.

And as I lay there gazing at the sky

My body's numb and my throat is dry

And as I lay forgotten and alone

Without a tear I draw my parting groan.

Aces High 84

Harris

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid

Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak

Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne

Got to get up for the coming attack.

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines

Remove all the wheel blocks

there's no time to waste

Gathering speed as we head down the runway

Gotta get airborne before it's too late

Running, scrambling, flying

Rolling, turning, diving, going in again

Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die

Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers

Let off a sharp burst and then turn away

Roll over, spin round and come in behind them

Move to their blindsides and firing again

Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us

Ten ME-109's out of the sun

Ascending and turning out spitfires to face them

Heading straight for them I press my guns.

Rolling, turning, diving

Rolling, turning, diving, goin' again

Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die

Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.

Minutes To Midnight 84

Smith/Dickinson

Kill for gain or shoot to maim

But we don't need a reason

To Golden Goose is on the loose

And never out of season

Some blackened pride still burns inside

This shell of bloody treason

Here's my gun for a barrel of fun

For the love of living death

The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain

But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that treaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men shout "Let the creatures out

We'll show the unbeliverers."

The napalm screams of human flames

Of a prime time Belsen feast ... yeah!

As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy

We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain

But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that treaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two

And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you

As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song

To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain

But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that treaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

Midnight

Midnight

Midnight

It's all night

Midnight

Midnight

Midnight

It's all night

Powerslave 84

Dickinson

Into the Abyss I'll fall - the eye of Horus

Into the eyes of the night - watching me go

Green is the cat's eye that glows -

in the Temple

Enter the risen Osiris - risen again.

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave

I don't wanna die, I'm a God,

why can't I live on?

When the Live Giver dies,

all around is laid waste,

And in my last hour,

I'm a Slave to the Power of Death.

When I was living this lie - Fear was my Game

People would worship and fall -

drop to their knees.

So bring me the blood and

red wine for the one to succeed me,

For he is a man and a God -

and He will die too.

Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins,

Silent the terror that reigned -

marbled in stone

Shell of man God preserved -

a thousand ages,

But open the gates of my hell -

I will strike from the grave

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave

I don't wanna die, I'm a God,

why can't I live on?

When the Live Giver dies,

all around is laid waste,

And in my last hour,

I'm a Slave to the Power of Death.

Slave to the Power of Death...

Slave to the Power of Death...

Rime Of The Ancient Mariner 84

Harris

Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner

See his eye as he stops one of three

Mesmerises one of the wedding guests

Stay here and listen to the nightmares

of the Sea

And the music plays on, as the bride passes by

Caught by his spell and

the Mariner tells his tale.

Driven south to the land of the snow and ice

To a place where nobody's been

Through the snow fog flies on the albatross

Hailed in God's name,

hoping good luck it brings.

And the ship sails on, back to the North

Through the fog and ice and

the albatross follows on

The mariner kills the bird of good omen

His shipmates cry against what he's done

But when the fog clears, they justify him

And make themselves a part of the crime.

Sailing on and on and North across the sea

Sailing on and on and North 'till all is calm

The albatross begins with its vengeance

A terrible curse a thirst has begun

His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner

About his neck, the dead bird is hung.

And the curse goes on and on at sea

And the curse goes on and on for them and me.

"Day after day, day after day,

we stuck nor breath nor motion

As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean

Water, water everywhere and

all the boards did shrink

Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."

There, calls the mariner

there comes a ship over the line

But how can she sail with no wind

in her sails and no tide.

See... onward she comes

Onwards she nears, out of the sun

See... she has no crew

She has no life, wait but there's two

Death and she Life in Death,

they throw their dice for the crew

She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now.

Then ... crew one by one

They drop down dead, two hundred men

She... She, Life in Death.

She lets him live, her chosen one.

"One after one by the star dogged moon,

too quick for groan or sigh

Each turned his face with a ghastly pang

and cursed me with his eye

Four times fifty living men

(and I heard nor sigh nor groan),

With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,

they dropped down one by one."

[SonneM]

Слова - М.Пушкина

ШТИЛЬ

Штиль - ветер молчит

Упал белой чайкой на дно

Штиль - наш корабль забыт

Один, в мире скованном сном...

Между всех времен

Без имен и лиц

Мы уже не ждем,

Что проснется бриз!

Штиль - сходим с ума

Жара пахнет черной смолой

Смерть одного лишь нужна

И мы, мы вернемся домой!

Его кровь и плоть

вновь насытит нас

А за смерть ему

Может, Бог воздаст!

Что нас ждет, море хранит молчанье

Жажда жить сушит сердца до дна

Только жизнь здесь ничего не стоит

Жизнь других, но не твоя!

Нет, гром не грянул с небес

Когда пили кровь как зверье

Но нестерпимым стал блеск

Креста, что мы Южным зовем...

И в последний миг

Поднялась волна,

И раздался крик:

"Впереди Земля!"

[Мукуч]

А то что это Ария само собой разумеется раз слова Пущкиной?: )

[Anahit]

Blackmore's Night

Shadow of the Moon

In the shadow of the moon,

She danced in the starlight

Whispering a haunting tune

To the night...

Velvet skirts spun 'round and 'round

Fire in her stare

In the woods without a sound

No one cared...

Through the darkened fields entranced,

Music made her poor heart dance,

Thinking of a lost romance...

Long ago...

Feeling lonely, feeling sad,

She cried in the moonlight.

Driven by a world gone mad

She took flight...

"Feel no sorrow, feel no pain,

Feel no hurt, there's nothing gained...

Only love will then remain,"

She would say.

Shadow of the Moon...

Shadow of the Moon...

Through the darkened fields entranced,

Music made her poor heart dance,

Thinking of a lost romance...

Long ago...

Somewhere just beyond the mist

Spirits were seen flying

As the lightning led her way

Through the dark...

In the shadow of the moon,

She danced in the starlight

Whispering a haunting tune

To the night...

Shadow of the Moon..

[Gwynnbleyd]

ЛУНА

исполнитель: группа "Любэ"

Да, стая, я старик,

Я словно стёртый клык,

Не перегрызть мне память вольных снов.

В них пыл давно затих,

И больно бьют поддых

Глаза моих друзей, глаза моих друзей - волков!

Я раны залижу,

Я с прошлым завяжу,

Капкан увижу и с тропы сверну.

Не потому, что слаб,

А потому что кровь не греет старых лап,

Ночами долго-долго вою на луну.

Луна, луна, луна,

Взрывая воем тишину,

Луна, луна, луна,

Луна и волк в ночном лесу.

Возьми к себе меня...

Луна, луна, луна,

Взрывая воем тишину,

Луна, луна, луна,

Луна и волк в ночном лесу.

Возьми к себе меня, луна...

Да, стая, я старик,

Но думать не отвык,

Я носом чую там, где льётся кровь.

И голод нас давил,

В тугую даль манил,

Но был обманкой человечий кров.

Я бросился во мрак,

Я знал, что только так,

Из кожи вон я должен вас спасать.

Но молодой вожак

Поставил точку так...

Уже задумал, как меня убрать.

[SonneM]

А то что это Ария само собой разумеется раз слова Пущкиной?: )

[Мукуч]

Blackmore's Night

Shadow of the Moon

[Мукуч]

Нда...Носферату не знаю, щас скачаю послушаю что такое.

[SonneM]

Нда...Носферату не знаю, щас скачаю послушаю что такое.

[Мукуч]

Послушал. Понравилось, хоть и не безумно: )

[shrek]

I DON'T KNOW WHY

I waited 'til I saw the sun

I don't know why I didn't come

I left you by the house of fun

I don't know why I didn't come

I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day

I wished that I could fly away

Instead of kneeling in the sand

Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine

But you'll be on my mind

Forever

Out across the endless sea

I would die in ecstasy

But I'll be a bag of bones

Driving down the road along

My heart is drenched in wine

But you'll be on my mind

Forever

Something has to make you run

I don't know why I didn't come

I feel as empty as a drum

I don't know why I didn't come

I don't know why I didn't come

I don't know why I didn't come

© Norah Jones

TURN ME ON

Like a flower waiting to bloom

Like a lightbulb in a dark room

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come home and turn me on

Like the desert waiting for the rain

Like a school kid waiting for the spring

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

My poor heart, it's been so dark since you been gone

After all, you're the one who turns me off

You're the only one who can turn me back on

My hi-fi's waiting for a new tune

The glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

Turn me on

© Norah Jones

[Anahit]

:up: ПЕрвые два альбома просто класс, нет ничего чот бы не нравилось. А особенго вот эта:

[Мукуч]

Тексты самых любимых песен одной из самых любимых групп. Эпика, одним словом.

Cry for the moon

Follow your common sense

You cannot hide yourself

behind a fairytale forever and ever

Only by revealing the hole truth can we disclose

The soul of this bulwark forever and ever

Forever and ever

Indoctrinated minds so very often

Contain sick thoughts

And commit most of the evil they preach against

Don't try to convince me with messages from God

You accuse us of sins committed by yourselves

It's easy to condemn without looking in the mirror

Behind the scenes opens reality

Eternal silence cries out for justice

Forgiveness is not for sale

Nor is the will to forget

Virginity has been stolen at very young ages

And the extinguisher loses it's immunity

Morbid abuse of power in the garden of eden

Where the apple gets a youthful face

You can't go on hiding yourself

Behind old fashioned fairytales

And keep washing your hands in innocence

The phantom agony

I. Impasse of Thoughts

I can't see you, I can't hear you

Do you still exist?

I can't feel you, I can't touch you,

Do you exist?

The Phantom Agony

I can't taste you, I can't think of you,

Do we exist at all?

II. Between hope and despair

The future doesn't pass

And the past won't overtake the present

All that remains is an obsolete illusion

We are afraid of all the things that could not be

A phantom agony

Do we dream at night

Or do we share the same old fantasy?

I am a silhouette of the persen wandering in my dreams

Tears of unprecedented beauty

Reveal the truth of existence

We're all sadists

The age-old development of consciousness

Drives us away from the essence of life

We meditate too much,

so that our instincts will fade away

They fade away

What's the point of life

And what's the meaning if we all die in the end?

Does it make sense to learn or do we forget everything?

Tears of unprecedented beauty

Reveal the truth of existence

We're all pessimists

Teach me how to see and free the disbelief in me

What we get is what we see, the Phantom Agony

III. Nevermore

The lucidity of my mind has been revealde in new dreams

I am able to travel where my heart goes

In search of self-realisation

This is the way to escape from our agitation

And develop ourselves

Use your illusion and enter my dream...

Sensorium

Chance doesn't exist

But the path of life is not totally so predestined

And time and chronology show us how all should be

In the ways of existence

To find out why we are here

Being consciousness is a torment

The more we learn is the less we get

Every answer contains a new quest

A quest to non existence, a journey with no end

No one surveys the whole, focus on things so small

But life's objective is to make it meaningful

Only searching for this

That which doesn't exist

Although our ability to relativize remains unclear

I'm not afraid to die

I'm afraid to be alive without being aware of it

I'm so afraid to, I couldn't stand to

Waste all my energy on things

That do not matter anymore

Our future has already been written by us alone

But we don't grasp the meaning

Of our programmed course of life

Our future has already been wasted by us alone

And we just let it happen and do not worry at all

We only fear what comes

And smell death every day

Search for the answers that lie beyond

Seif al din

The origin of a dogma

Placed in a new millennium

Vilified demons have been embraced

And given a warm welcome

The Seif al Din

Hasn't got the ghost of a chance to rust

Because it has always been kept in shape

In serving the one Almighty

The rudiments have always been misinterpreted during history,

despite the good intentions of many disciples who's faithful believe was strong and unswayed.

Most leaders interpret the old words to their

advantage in the attempt of gaining leadership and power

over those unfortunate enough to fall under their maliciousness and manipulative ways.

This misuse of trust will forever stain the pages of history,

echoing the exploitation and the frailty of decent

men carried away by nurtured rancour...

Perpetual distrust fed by a belief

In the malevolence of the others

When the beautiful unreality holds out its hand

It's better not to lose yourself in blind faith

La Illah Illallah, Mohammed rasul Allah

[Доктор]

НЕСЧАСТНЫЙ СЛУЧАЙ

Снег идет

Туда-сюда, так-так, едва-едва -

появляются ноги, потом сразу голова.

И, как Афродита из пены пивной,

он каждое утро рождается вновь.

Какой ужасный дым, какой ужасный чад,

его матери стареют, его чада кричат,

он сидит на крыше, теплой, как булка хлеба,

ковыряя указательным пальцем небо.

Снег идет из дырки в небесах,

через дырку ему видно чьи-то белые глаза,

он не ест, не спит, он слышит голоса.

Такое ощущение, что за потолком,

за лазурью, за глазурью, за небесным огнем

кто-то постоянно шепчется о нем.

( Уо-уо-уо, ла-ла-ла,

уо-уо-уо, ла-ла-ла,

ибо что такое мир, когда не пир во имя Любви.)

Туда-сюда, он дожил до 25 лет,

его деньги крошатся, как черствый хлеб,

но этих подарков задрипанных фей

еще хватает на книги и на портвейн.

Какой ужасный дым, какой ужасный чад,

вчера он видел во сне восьмерых волчат

и по некоторым признакам он вычислил вв них

восьмерых нерожденных детей своих.

Снег идет из дырки в небесах,

все волчата закрывают свои серые глаза,

нам пора уснуть на трижды три часа.

Может быть, в какой-нибудь далекой стране,

на ветренной Венере или на полной Луне,

кто-то также спит и видит нас во сне.

( Уо-уо-уо, ла-ла-ла,

уо-уо-уо, ла-ла-ла,

ибо что такое мир, когда не пир во имя Любви.)

Снег идет буквально каждый год...

Род приходит... род уходит... а снег все идет...

Он пойдет, приляжет и опять пойдет...

[shrek]

Что-то песни Норы Джонс мне в последнее время стали ближе и дороги...

I’ve got to see you again

Line on your face don’t bother me

Down in my chair when you dance over me

I can’t help myself

I’ve got to see you again

Late in the night when I’m all alone

And I look at the clock and I know you’re not home

I can’t help myself

I’ve got to see you again

I could almost go there

Just to watch you be seen

I could almost go there

Just to live in a dream

But no I won’t go for any of those reasons

To not touch your skin is not why I sing

I can’t help myself

I’ve got to see you again

I could almost go there....

No I won’t go to share you with them

But oh even though I know where you’ve been

I can’t help myself

I’ve got to see you again