среда, 21 марта 2012 г.

Siberian breaks

Сегодняшний пост я хочу посвятить тексту песни MGMT - Siberian Breaks. Если остальные мои посты и читает пара призраков, то этот точно поленятся читать даже они. Ну да ладно.
Песня длится 12:09, текста много, и он идеален. Когда-то я составляла список любимых текстов песен, но я не знала ещё тогда о тексте этой песни. В смысле my english sucks, сама я расслышать смогла мало, а перевести тем более. Вчера перевела, и я до сих пор под впечатлением *____*
И вообще, песня невероятная. Я тут выпишу пару (ну на самом деле не пару, хорошо, на самом деле я скопировала больше половины) любимых цитат, и, наверное, всё на сегодня.
"Maybe it's silent, the voice can't bear anymore strain, but speaks without even knowing and streams outside in the direction of truth."
"The disappointed look on the faces that squint at the moon. Let's see it with shadows enhance."
"Silver jet plane, making a turn, exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn. It's not the life lesson I'd've guessed."
"If you're conscious you must be depressed or at least cynical."
"But someone might still eat the steaks, even if they're tough. Spending the day chewing the fat."
"Floating away isn't rough, but it's not enough."
"Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders. The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick."
"But really there's no trip at all that doesn't result in a fall or a faltering."
"But something might spit out the bait, even if it's real."
"Close to the ground like a wheel, but it's not a joke."
"Nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right, it's not right."
"Smelling for blood, praying for rain, running away isn't rough, but it's not enough."
"The low tide is telling me when it's over to breathe in everything exposed. And comes back to cover me with a blanket."
"The empty sky surrounds me, but i can't see at all. Wide open arms can feel so cold. And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth."
"But I hope I die before i get sold. I hope I die before I get sold. I'd rather die before I get sold."
"If you find the soul that you lost, frozen in a starry void, take it within and hope the sight of blood
can will signs of life to return back to the way that it was, long before it made a noise, to keep on quietly reminding you what's never created or destroyed."
"Howls scare the new unkindness that picks and laughs at the carrion scene."

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