ΣΗΜΕΙΩΣΗ: Ο ιστότοπος βρίσκεται σε λειτουργία μόνο για ανάγνωση. Το περιεχόμενο αποτελεί αρχειοθετημένο αντίγραφο αυτού το οποίο και εμπλουτίζεται για λόγους διάσωσης και διατήρησης αρχείου.....
Οι στίχοι (κι από το αυθεντικό τραγούδι), είναι συνταρακτικά συναρπαστικοί, ποιητικοί και διαχρονικοί....
Spoiler:
"The Sound Of Silence" (originally by Simon & Garfunkel)
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs
That voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
And the words that it was forming
And the sign said,
"The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whispered in the sound of silence
Έγινε επεξεργασία από τον/την inertia στις Παρ, 20 Μάϊ 2016 11:15 am, 3 φορές συνολικά
Carbon Based Lifeforms (also known as CBL) is a Swedish ambient music duo formed in 1996 in Gothenburg, Sweden by Johannes Hedberg and Daniel Segerstad (né Ringström). - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carbon_Based_Lifeforms
Of Monsters and Men is a five-member, English-language, indie folk-pop band from Reykjavík, Iceland, formed in 2010. [...] The self-described folk-indie band is truly inspired by storytelling and making sure that everyone who listens comes up with their own interpretations to their stories.
(μια συνέντευξη: http://www.interviewmagazine.com/music/discovery-of-monsters-and-men/)
από https://www.discogs.com/artist/27984-Asura έγραψε:Asura is Charles Farewell, born in 1975.
Originally a duo composed of Charles Farewell, and Vincent Villuis.
Since 1996, the project Asura has polished a personal electronic universe sound, between Trance Psychedelic, Ambient and World music. In 1998, Christopher Maze joins the band and in 2000, the first Asura album, "Code Eternity, is released.
Made by many influences, their music, built around electronic machines and acoustic instruments, does not remain about it less one personal and considered creation, centered on the perpetual search of infinite spaces and multiple origins. Monotonous melancholic lyrics, symphonic waves, fast and slow rhythms, heavy or throbbing, liturgical songs, the project Asura introduces a certain solemn vision of the world.
They have created a very distinctive sound which has contributed to making Asura one of the most recognizable bands of the World Electro and Trance Ambient genre.
In 2001, Vincent Villuis left the band to concentrate on his new project Aes Dana and was replaced the same year by Alex Ackerman.
The second album, "Lost Eden", was released in 2003.
Since July 2005, after the departure of Christopher Maze and Alex Ackerman, Asura became a solo project. exclusively composed of Charles Farewell.
In July 2007, the third Asura album, "Life²", was released.
Χριστούγεννα
Δεν περιμένω όμως τίποτα πια
Τον Αι Βασίλη απλώς τον λέγαν μπαμπά
Κι είνΆ ένας πρώην Έλλην αριστερός
Ένας θνητός
Με τΆ όνειρό του δίχως στέγη καμιά
Και το ανοιξιάτικο κορίτσι – μαμά
Πλακώνεται απΆ τη συνταγή την παλιά
Οι μυρωδιές θυμίζουν κάτι βαρύ
Κάποια πληγή
Που απλώς δε θέλουμε νΆ ανοίξει ξανά
Χριστούγεννα
Τα πλεϊμομπίλ μου είνΆ εξαιτίας μου κουτσά
Σβησμένα στη σαμπάνια βεγγαλικά
Ίσως για κάποιους νά `ναι ακόμα γιορτή
Μα ποιοι είνΆ αυτοί;
Ζουν σε θερμοκοιτίδες ή σε χωριά;
Χριστούγεννα
Κι ό,τι αρχίζω μου πηγαίνει στραβά
Πάντα με πάει σΆ ενός σταυρού τα καρφιά
Και πότε πότε τα καρφώνω κι εγώ
Σε άλλον αμνό
Έτσι ήταν πάντα κι έτσι θά `ναι ξανά
Χριστούγεννα
Κι εσύ τι θες απΆ τη ζωή μου ξανά;
Με τα λαμπιόνια σου τα θανατερά
Και το φιλί σου πάντοτε αποδεκτό
Πως σε μισώ
Θες νά `σαι η ίδια και νΆ αλλάζω εγώ
Με θες προσωπικό σου δημιουργό
Μη λες πως μοιάζω με τον Ντόναλντ εγώ
Λάμπω εγώ
Με μΆ ένα σπότλαϊτ που δε μου είναι αρκετό
Χριστούγεννα
Τι φταίω που αν λείπεις η ζωή μου διψά
Το γαϊδουράκι της τραβάει αργά
Να βρει ένα πανδοχείο νυχτερινό
Να `ναι ανοιχτό
Ή έστω μια φάτνη να χωράει το κενό
Χριστούγεννα
Χωρίς αυτά ο χρόνος δεν ξεκινά
Βοσκούς μαζεύω, μάγους από μακριά
Γιορτάζω για νΆ αλλάξουμε οριστικά
Χρόνια πολλά
Χωρίς να προσποιούμαι τίποτα πια
From the "Spaces" album, the seventh studio album by German musician Nils Frahm, a German musician, composer and record producer based in Berlin. He is known for combining classical and electronic music and for an unconventional approach to the piano in which he mixes a grand piano, upright piano, Roland Juno-60, Rhodes piano, drum machines, and Moog Taurus.
It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You be running up that hill
You and me be running up that hill
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, be running up that hill
You and me, be running up that hill
You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...
'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems [x2]