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Анютка Ярчевская
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wow!! the same people are in new kind!

now it's my one of the favourite song:

Sting
Fields of gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold


 
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when I listen this song I going for a walk on the fields of gold in my mind rolleyes.gif
 
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And the second song is legend song of Nirvana:

The Man Who Sold The World

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions here
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago


Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
 
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Цитата(Анютка Ярчевская @ Jul 2 2008, 02:27 PM) *
wow!! the same people are in new kind!


the reason of their new kind
is only our own mind
 
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Цитата(koza @ Jul 2 2008, 03:21 PM) *
the reason of their new kind
is only our own mind


smile.gif aha, actually all is not so badly
 
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Цитата(юсупов @ Jun 27 2008, 07:44 PM) *
Рэмыч, хэло!

я так понял делимся любимой лирикой на английском

моя любимая група - "ТУЛ"

вот лирика, Рэмыч, сделай для меня летиратурный перевод, ок? я в принцыпе знаю все слова, но вот интепретировать можно их тексты по разному.
прикольно: даже в сети существуют разночтения в точном английском тексте.

вот одна из моих самых любимых кампазиций : Джамби

Here from the king's mountain view;
Here from the wild dream come true -
Feast like a sultan, I do,
on treasures and flesh, never few.

But I, I would wish it all away
if I, thought I'd, lose you
jуst one day

The devil and his had me down,
in love with the dark side I'd found.

Dabbling all the way down.
Up to my neck;
Soon to drown

But you,
changed that all for me,
lifted me up, turned me 'round.
So I
I
I
I
I would
I would
I would
Wish this all away

Prayed like a martyr dusk til dawn
Begged like a hooker all night long
Tempted the devil with my song
And got what I wanted all along

But I
and I would
If I could,
then, I would
Wish it away
Wish it away
Wish it all away
Wanna wish it all away
No pressure could hold, sway,
or justify my kneeling away my center

So if I could I'd wish it all away,
if I thought tomorrow
would take you away.
You're my peace of mind, my all.
I said, I'm jуst trying to hold on
one more day

Damn my eyes
Damm my eyes

Damn my eyes, if they should
compromise our fulcrum;
Want and need divide me
Then I might as well be gone

Shine on forever
Shine on benevolent son

Shine down upon the broken
Shine until the two become one

Shine on forever
Shine on benevolent son

Shine down upon the severed
Shine until the two become one

Divided I wither away
Divided I wither away

Shine down upon the many
Light our way
Benevolent son

Breathe in union
Breathe in union
Breathe in union
Breathe in union
Breathe in union
So, as one, survive
another day and season.

Silence leech, and save your poison,
Silence leech, and stay out of my way!


Здравствуй, Эрик!

- очень рад, что ты сюда заглянул и оставил письмо;

- было любопытно послушать музыку, почитать текст;

- у меня было несколько гипотез о смысле этой песни, в итоге осталась одна – это молитва; а чужая молитва – это тупик для себя, это – чужой достигнутый абсолют, личное прямое общение с небесами…

- любопытно, что ты имеешь в виду под литературным переводом песни – чтобы её можно было с минусовкой исполнять по-русски?

– не знаю, что с молитвой делать, попробую изложить смысл, какой мне видится – не факт, что всё правильно, что какие-то сочетания слов не имеют условный смысл, мне неизвестный и т.д.:

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Сидит высоко – как король
Все мечты – воплотил
Кушает – как султан
Ни в чем не нуждается

Но готов всё это отбросить
Но не утратить Его однажды

Чёрт тащил его вниз
И он уже чувствовал влечение к тьме
Сопротивляясь
Но уже увязнув по шею
Ещё немного – и утоп бы.

Но Он – изменил всё это
Вытащил его, обратил
И он – готов отказаться
Всегда и от всего,
//Но не утратить Его//

Вымаливая себе блага
Страстно желая их
Дразнил Чёрта своими песнями
И вот – имеет всё, что хотел

Но он – готов отбросить это
Если сможет – то готов
Хочет хотеть отбросить
Ничто его не удержит, не поколеблет
И не сдвинет с колен в его вере

Так – если сможет – он бы хотел
Отбросить всё это
Если бы мог подумать,
Что завтра заберёт Его у него.
Для него Он – покой души и вообще – всё!
Он говорит, что просто старается
Быть твёрдым – ещё один день.

// здесь мне видится позиция религиозной скромности – «если смогу», «стараюсь», «хочу хотеть» //

// дальнейшее можно понять, что Враг не дремлет, искушает //

проклятье его глазам
проклятье его глазам
проклятье его глазам
если они поколеблют его

желание и долг – разрывают его
и он – может погибнуть

// здесь – проигрыш, после которого он переходит от повествования к прямому обращению к Нему //

Сияй – вовеки
Добрый Сын

Воссияй на сломленных
Пока два не станут одним

Сияй – вовеки
Добрый Сын

Воссияй на разбитых
Пока два не станут одним

Разделённый – он исчезает
Разделённый – он исчезает

Воссияй на многих
Освети наш путь
Добрый Сын

Дышим – как один
Дышим – как один
Дышим – как один
Дышим – как один
Дышим – как один
И как один – сможем продержаться
Следующий день и после

// здесь он даёт отлуп Врагу //

ни звука, ядовитый враг,
молчи – и уйди с моего пути

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Прости, если что не так smile.gif
 
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Цитата(Rem61 @ Jul 2 2008, 06:45 PM) *
// здесь он даёт отлуп Врагу //

ни звука, ядовитый враг,
молчи – и уйди с моего пути

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Прости, если что не так smile.gif


А как ты понимаешь смысл названия песни? - в связи с текстом...

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The idea of the topic was a bit larger than sharing favorite songs only – it’s great when here comes a song about which you once decided - it deserved you to listen to – but, maybe, there was smth special in this song, some meaning, which puts it closer to you than other songs around – share, pls…

nonetheless – the perfect melody & performance & personality of the singer you feel... – are quite enough we to listen to this song for the whole life… and say abt it here smile.gif

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Paul McCartney - Freedom.


This is my right
A right given by God
To live a free life
To live on freedom

I'm talking about freedom
I'm Talking about freedom
I will fight for the right
To live in freedom

Anyone
Who tries to take it away
Will have to answer
'Cause this is my right

I'm talking About Freedom
I'm talking about freedom
I will fight for the right
To live in freedom
Yeah! Oh-oh

We're talking about freedom
I'm talking about freedom
I will fight for the right
To Live In Freedom

Everybody talking about freedom
We will fight for the right
To live in freedom
Oh-oh

I'm talking about freedom
I'm talking about freedom
I will fight for the right
To live in freedom

I'm talking freedom
I'm talking about freedom
We will fight for the right
To live in freedom
 
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Цитата(koza @ Jul 2 2008, 03:11 PM) *
Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?

No one will be watching us,

Why don't we do it in the road?


It’s been a while – I used to sing this song…

Generally I guessed – it’s about doing sex outside…

Point of view AAA:

- I do not appreciate it high – I do appreciate it low – this idea of the song and the real sexual acting of Lennon & Ono somewhere sometimes in the road…

- The private, personal life, the identity (личное, личность) are the most valuable things to keep them for yourself only – and they are yours only, nobody can touch this matter of yours with any right… this is particularly about all of sex and other similar matters of personal life like masturbation, pollution, regulars etc. This matter is never to be shared… The same about immaterial private things like soul, mind…

- I keep this for myself so high that I’m ready to say – humans possess two Gods: one God to protect the Community of people and another one God to protect the Identity of each of us…

- The victims of sexual violence are not in dirt – they are pure ( jуst take a bath, sorry) – and the source of pollution is one for hell forever… one to intrude into smbdy’s personality…

Point of view BBB:

- The song was jуst a joke! – you & all could guess anything…

- the John & Yoko’s doing sex in the road was a sacred act of their freedom… the God of Identity protected them of any dirt…

 
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Цитата(koza @ Jul 2 2008, 03:11 PM) *
Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?

No one will be watching us,

Why don't we do it in the road?


It’s been a while – I used to sing this song…

Generally I guessed – it’s about doing sex outside…

Point of view AAA:

- I do not appreciate it high – I do appreciate it low – this idea of the song and the real sexual acting of Lennon & Ono somewhere sometimes in the road…

- The private, personal life, the identity (личное, личность) are the most valuable things to keep them for yourself only – and they are yours only, nobody can touch this matter of yours with any right… this is particularly about all of sex and other similar matters of personal life like masturbation, pollution, regulars etc. This matter is never to be shared… The same about immaterial private things like soul, mind…

- I keep this for myself so high that I’m ready to say – humans possess two Gods: one God to protect the Community of people and another one God to protect the Identity of each of us…

- The victims of sexual violence are not in dirt – they are pure ( jуst take a bath, sorry) – and the source of pollution is one for hell forever… one to intrude into smbdy’s personality…

Point of view BBB:

- The song was jуst a joke! – you & all could guess anything…

- the John & Yoko’s doing sex in the road was a sacred act of their freedom… the God of Identity protected them of any dirt…

 
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Цитата(Андрей (Wencel) @ Jun 30 2008, 03:57 PM) *
Marillion. Hogarth

Ocean Cloud
He's seen too much of life
And there's no going back
The loneliness calls him
And the edge which must be sharpened
He's losing it. And he knows.
But there's a fighter in his mind and his body's tough
The years have been unkind but kind enough
The smell of the earth
It's his favourite smell
But he's somehow compelled to the stinging salt hell
To the place where he hurts and he's scared
And there's no one to tell
And no one who doesn't listen

"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world
And I'll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud
I've seen too much of life
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I'm allowed
for now."

"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world
I wouldn't trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud
I've seen too much of life
So the sea is my wife and a sweet ocean cloud is a mistress I'm allowed
for now."

"Only me and the sea
We will do as we please."

He remembers the day he was marched to the front
By the physical knuckle head teacher of games
"Look lads" he declared, "This boy's a cream puff
No guts and no muscles
No spine and no stuffing"
The whole schoolroom sniggered
And silently thanked God it wasn't them..

But time is revenge. All the bullies grow weak
And must live with faithless women who despise them
I'll be in Barbados in a couple of weeks
With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard
A story to tell and a story to save
..unless she changes her mind
I'll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud
I've seen to much of life so the sea is my wife
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat tonight

The wind changed
I felt it run beneath my ear
Like silk drawn across my neck
A dream of your legs
Defying gravity in love

The medium wave
Brought signals here from far away
Your tender voice riding on the sea spray
Something in the air
For those who know the signs
Something in the air
A storm..

When I was alive
When I was alive
Don't wanna remember
When I was alive

Watch me watch me
Paint this picture
Stretchin Hurtin Cursin
Watch me
Takin it Takin it Takin it Takin it....
Watch me. Watch me. God above..

Between two planets
In between the points of light
Between two distant shorelines
Here am I

Between two planets
In the black daylight of space
Between two heavenly bodies
The invisible man.
Ripping out the radio
I want to be alone

"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world
I wouldn't trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud
I've seen too much of life
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I'm allowed
I've seen too much of life
So the sea is my wife
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my bones tonight..


Well… I do not understand this song at all… I believe – it’s no problem for anybody… We all listened to BG & Aquarium – he sings for himself, he possesses a world of images of himself and sings about them – no matter, we enjoyed his song nevertheless…

Probably the performance is good, but I couldn’t get record.

Other marks?

P.S. В ожидании "Happiness.." – you’ve impressed me with this note – I believe, our happiness never leaves us, we accept wrong idea from around, pls have a look here and gift we a word about it smile.gif
 
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STP
Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
for what I read between the lines,
your lies.

Feelin’ like a hand in rusted shame
so do you laugh for those who cry?
Reply

Breathing is the hardest thing
to do, with all I’ve said and
all that’s dead for you,
you lied - good bye

Leavin’ on a southern train
only yesterday you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be
only watched the time go by,
all of these things you said to me.


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Цитата(бездельник @ Jul 1 2008, 01:34 AM) *
Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
Think I see my friends coming, Riding a many mile.
Friends, did you get some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my dear friends, To keep me from the Gallows Pole?
What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

I couldn't get no silver, I couldn't get no gold,
You know that we're too damn poor to keep you from the Gallows Pole.
Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
I think I see my brother coming, riding a many mile.
Brother, did you get me some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my brother, to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

Brother, I brought you some silver,
I brought a little gold, I brought a little of everything
To keep you from the Gallows Pole.
Yes, I brought you to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, turn your head awhile,
I think I see my sister coming, riding a many mile, mile, mile.
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady bower, save me from the wrath of this man,
Please take him, save me from the wrath of this man, man.

Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile,
Pray tell me that I'm free to ride,
Ride for many mile, mile, mile.

Oh, yes, you got a fine sister, She warmed my blood from cold,
Brought my blood to boiling hot To keep you from the Gallows Pole,
Your brother brought me silver, Your sister warmed my soul,
But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole

Swingin' on the gallows pole!



The fairy tales of my childhood were – kind ones.. I never was frightened by them.. I liked them.. those newcomers of Grimm brothers – the blood got frozen by them.. Blue Beard with his murdered wives.. etc. then I read abt middle centuries in Europe – very cruel epoch.. etc. etc..

And – you know – it’s obvious the events of the song originate from somewhere in the West, but – I feel it with frozen heart – such hangmen might have been living between us, in Russian Empire… they got silver & gold, virgins.. but the power – the most delightful matter for them…
 
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Цитата(юсупов @ Jun 27 2008, 07:44 PM) *
Рэмыч, хэло!

я так понял делимся любимой лирикой на английском

моя любимая група - "ТУЛ"


Хэло, Эрик!

А из "ТУЛ" можешь что-нить ещё выставить? - мне Джамби понравилось.. у тебя о них вообще какое понятие?
 
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This silence gives a chance for some musings:

Is it possible at all ever understand a song from word to word? - the answer looks obvious: people never understand each other , particularly – about songs.. so – what do we have? – associations? – maybe.. the song is synthetic a matter – melody, arrangement, performance, voices, mood.. – all in composition gives the common impression from the particular song.. so – no meaning, but impression? – yes & not, altogether.. impression as self-sufficient an object – looks possible: impression to support you, impression to suppress you, joy to rise up, sadness to fall deep.. – and as a surprise – looking perfectly clear & intelligible.. but with the same right we could stop any total invasion into our mind like ‘impression’ and say ‘all the parts of the performance are self-reliant objects themselves which must be meaningful in particulars & totally’.. details are as important as the whole composition.. – and how many meaningless things we can afford in our lives?.

.. and when the meaning appear? – during construction of smth from bricks of concepts? – and when it disappears when we disassemble some impression?.

.. some associations with a song gave us an impression we’d like to share here – not so poor..

 
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Цитата(Анютка Ярчевская @ Jul 2 2008, 03:41 PM) *
And the second song is legend song of Nirvana:

The Man Who Sold The World

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions here
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago


Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World


I’d been listening to the song for several days – so beautiful composition, with many not expected steps.. I guessed it’s smth of soundtrack / illustration – the subject of ‘The Man Who Sold The World’ is quite out of my horizons.. any comments, pls smile.gif
 

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