вівторок, 14 травня 2013 р.

Весна. Австралія. Grinderman - Palaces of Montezuma

Вночи п'яні джинсові спіднички повзають вздовж стін мугикаючи щось, що відбивається луною палаців Монтесуми.


Psychedelic invocations
Of Mata at the station
I give to you
A Java princess of Hindu birth
A woman of flesh a child of earth
I give to you
The hanging gardens of Babylon
Miles Davis the black unicorn
I give to you
The Palaces on Montezuma
And the Gardens of Akbar's Tomb
I give to you
The Spider Goddess and Needle Boy
The slave-dwarves that they employ
I give to you
A custard-coloured super-dream
Of Ali McGraw and Steve McQueen
I give to you

C'mon baby, let's get out of the cold
And give me, give me, give me your precious love for me to hold

The Epic of Gilgamesh
A pretty little black A-line dress
I give to you
The spinal cord of JFK
Wrapped in Marilyn Monroe's negligee
I give to you
I want nothing in return
Just the softest little breathless word
I ask of you
A word contained in a grain of sand
That can barely walk can't even stand
I ask of you

Oh c'mon baby, let's get out of the cold
And gimme your precious love to hold


Весна. Covers. David Bowie - Ragazzo Solo, Ragazza Sola

Кажуть, що краще раз побачить, як тричі почуть. В цьому випадку саме краще тричи почути)
З днем народждждження та легкої ходи нового життя!
Автор тексту Могол
http://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/Могол




Lonely Boy, Lonely Girl

My mind just took off
One thought only one
I walk while the city sleeps

Her eyes in the night
White lanterns in the night
A voice that talks to me who will it be?

Tell me lonely boy where are you going to,
Why so much pain?
You lost without doubt a great love
But the city is full of loves

No lonely girl no no no
This time you are mistaken
I didn't just lose a great love
Last night I lost everything with her.

But her
The colors of the city
Of the blue skies
One like her I'll never find again.

Now lonely boy where will you go?
The night is a big sea
If you need my hand to swim
Thank you but tonight I would like to die
Because you know in my eyes
There is an angel an angel
That now does not fly any more that now does not
fly any more
That now does not fly any more

There is her
The colors of life
Of the blue skies
One like her I'll never find again.
English translation Mireille O'Kearney