Showing posts with label dead can dance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dead can dance. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Dead Can Dance - Anastasis-MIERCUREA FARA CUVINTE



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MIERCUREA FARA CUVINTE NE VINE DE LA CARMEN 
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Dead Can Dance - 'Return Of The She-King'



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Friday, May 18, 2012

Fortune Presents Gifts Not According to the Book


Fortune presents gifts not according to the book
Fortune presents gifts not according to the book
When you expect whistles it's flutes
When you expect flutes it's whistles
What various paths are followed in distributing honours and possesions
She gives awards to some and penitent's cloaks to others
When you expect whistles it's flutes
When you expect flutes it's whistles
Sometimes she robs the chief goatherd of his cottage and and goatpen
And to whomever she fancies the lamest goat has born two kids
When you expect whistles it's flutes
When you expect flutes it's whistles
Because in a village a poor lad has stolen one egg
He swings in the sun and another gets away with a thousand crimes
When you expect whistles it's flutes
When you expect flutes it's whistles

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Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Host Of Seraphim

Saturday, May 23, 2009

The Ubiquitous Mr Lovegrove-DEAD CAN DANCE


I thought that you knew it all
Well you've seen it ten times before.
I thought that you had it down
With both your feet on the ground.
I love slow...slow but deep.
Feigned affections wash over me.
Dream on my dear
And renounce temporal obligations.
Dream on my dear
It's a sleep from which you may not awaken.

You build me up then you knock me down.
You play the fool while I play the clown.
We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum.
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I'm serving time in disillusionment.

I don't believe you anymore...I don't believe you.

I thought that I knew it all
I'd seen all the signs before.
I thought that you were the one
In darkness my heart was won.

You build me up then you knock me down.
You play the fool while I play the clown.
We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum.
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I'm serving time in a domestic graveyard.

I don't believe you anymore...I don't believe you.

Never let it be said I was untrue
I never found a home inside of you.
Never let it be said I was untrue
I gave you all my time.

Monday, March 2, 2009

SERENITY-DEAD CAN DANCE

LISA GERARD




Dupa ce am citit stirea cu fata de 15 ani batuta de politistii americani din seattle pentur ca i-a facut porci grasi ceea ce si erau, m-am gindit sa ma consolez cu Lisa Gerard. Imi vine sa emigrez pe Venus.




Wednesday, November 12, 2008

SI IATA VULTURUL A VENIT

Came The Eagle-Korpiklaani
Si iata Vulturul a venit


Came the eagle of the air,
a hawk from above the wind.
Gliding bird, charging beast,
from the depths of the blue sky

Si Vulturul din aer a venit
un soim de peste vint
pasare ce aluneca, bestie ce ataca
din adincurile cerului albastru

Wings they were wide and strong,
feathers they were furious.
Beak it was long and sharp,
eyes they were flashing.

Aripile sale puternice si intinse
penele sale-furioase
ciocul sau era lung si acutit
iar ochii aruncau fulgere

Beautiful as an eagle's curve,
Bold as a hawk's dive,
So is noble my own mind,
So is free my own spirit.

Frumoasa ca unduirea Vulturului
indrazneata ca plonjarea uliului
asa este si mintea mea nobila
asa este si spiritul meu liber

The first wing touched the ground,
the second wing scratched the sky.
The beak was touching the treetops,
the eyes saw to the end of stars.

Prima aripa a atins pamintul
a doua aripa a zgiriat cerul
ciocul a atins virfurile copacilor
ochii au vazut pina mai departe de stele



Flew over three rapids,
three rapids, four rivers.
To forest land so beautiful,
to the sweet land of mine

Si-a zburat peste trei cascade
trei cascade si patru riuri
catre tara padurilor atit de frumoasa
catre dulcea mea tara

Beautiful as an eagle's curve...
Frumoasa ca unduirea Vulturului

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