lehet, bár induszt nem volt (mondjuk meghallgatnám indusztriálisan is, pl NIN :-)),
de ez a verzió annyira nem jó mint a többi.
(Ez a Christian Death elnevezés elég Type O' negative-osan hangzik, meg aohgy leírtad a stílust, az is közeli hozzá... biztos rajongók :-)
fenn van a Maros Gábor féle verzió.
(most éppen Karel Gott megy felfelé a fasza múzeális 14k-s modemen át...)
majd megpróbálom valahogy feltölteni amik nekem vannak. (Diamanta Galas nekem is, Maros Gábor, Björk ugye, meg valami, emit nem tudom kicsoda ad elő, mert Gloomy Sunday - Christian Death néven van meg a file.
húha, ez kimerítő! :-)
nekem mellesleg nagyon teccik a dal. Négy változatban van meg (1 magyar, 3 angol, mindkét féle szövegből)
akkor linkelek én is:
Gloomy Sunday - Björk (mp3)
JÁVOR LÁSZLÓ:
Szomorú vasárnap száz fehér virággal,
Vártalak kedvesem templomi imával.
Álmokat kergetô vasárnap délelôtt,
Bánatom hintaja nélküled visszajött.
Azóta szomorú mindig a vasárnap,
Szomorú vasárnap.
Utolsó vasárnap kedvesem gyere el
Pap is lesz, koporsó, ravatal, gyászlepel.
Akkor is virág vár, virág és — koporsó,
Virágos fák alatt utam az utolsó.
Nyitva lesz szemem hogy még egyszer lássalak,
Ne félj a szememtôl holtan is áldalak...
Utolsó vasárnap.
SERESS REZSÔ:
Ôsz van és peregnek a sárgult levelek,
Meghalt a földön az emberi szeretet.
Bánatos könnyekkel zokog az öszi szél,
Szívem már új tavaszt nem vár és nem remél.
Hiába sírok és hiába szenvedek,
Szívtelen rosszak és kapzsik az emberek...
Meghalt a szeretet!
Vége a világnak, vége a reménynek
Városok pusztulnak, srapnelek zenélnek
Emberek vérétôl piros a tarka rét,
Halottak fekszenek az úton szerteszét.
Még egyszer elmondom csendben az imámat:
Uram, az emberek gyarlók és hibáznak...
Vége a világnak!
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Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you
Zenekar: His Name is Alive
Lemez: Mouth by Mouth
Szam cim: Sick
Link:http://www.apocalypse.org/pub/u/friday/breath/disco/mouth/sick.html
so is there really something great
do you remember the things you said you'd send
well I guess they never came anyway
and I'm sure you never cared anyway
take my head and a hand
smash me against the wall
numerous times I think I've wandered
the black and stoney hills
are they really ours to decide
and when I return will I
I've been trying to picture me with you
there's a really strange wall
built into the side of a hill
and it looks just like a sign
it looks just like a sign or a clue
for somebody else
it's a signal to deliver
the final crushing blow
the ants are in the sugar
the muscles atrophied
we're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
spread me open,
sticking to my pointy ribs
are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
pray until your number,
asleep from all your pain,
your apple has been rotting
tomorrow's turned up dead
i have it all and i have no choice but to
i'll make everyone pay and you will see
you can kill yourself now
because you're dead
in my mind
the boy that you loved is the monster you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
someone had to go this far
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
the world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
there's no one left for you
A gyűjteménybe:
Ákos:Öngyilkos álom ( IKON )
Suicide Note ( ininglis (: )
...érdekes a Kezem a fegyveren is ( Hűség )
Ha valakit érdekel, szívesen leírom a szövegeket.
Last night I couldn't get to sleep because my head's split open, it's down on the ground
Nail my thoughts onto the floor, can't hear you speak, can't hear you now
Every time I think of you, it makes me feel so dead inside
I love you and I hate you in the same breath
I love you and I hate you in the same breath
My hate, my hate
My hate, my hate
I can't sleep, yet again, there's something going on, tearing into my head
I've been down this way, I've felt this way before
I can feel it twisting inside, I fight it, I hate it, I feel it, don't want it
My hate, my hate
My hate, my hate
I hate you
My hate, my hate
My hate, my hate
My hate, my hate
My hate (rewind my mind), my hate (rewind my mind)
[...]
It was three o'clock in the morning, I couldn't sleep
All of the same thoughts kept racing through my mind over and over and over again
I just wanted them to stop, period
And I thought, well, IF I KILL MYSELF, I'll stop thinking
"Barátaim, annyi biztos,
hogy a Holdról nem látni ezt a várost,
mert ez egy szellembolygó,
bolygó szellemek lakják,
például itt vagyok én is,
ki holott mindent elrontott már,
mégsem vagyok még teljesen halott...
...
annyit megígérek nektek,
hogy nem juttatok senkit
a gyehenna tüzére.
Jó barátaim döntenek a dologról,
úgyhogy homlokhoz a stukkert,
ne rettegjetek hát a haláltól"
I see it all before me:
the days of love and torment;
the nights of rock-and-roll.
I see it all before me.
Sometimes my spirit's empty;
don't have the will to go on.
I wish someone would send me
energy.
Give me something.
Give me something to give.
Oh, God, give me something:
a reason to live.
My body is aching.
Don't want sympathy.
Come on. Come and love me.
Come on. Set me free.
Set me free.
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me through the path of righteousness for His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.
Hey, Lord, I'm waitin' for you.
Oh, God, I'm waitin' for you;
waitin' to open Your ninety-eight wounds
and be Thee, be Thee.
Lead me, oh, lead me.
Leave me something.
Leave me something to live.
Oh, God, give me something:
a reason to live.
I don't want no handout;
no, not sympathy.
Come on. Come and love me.
Come on. Set me free.
Set me free.
Come on. Set me free
Set me free . . .
Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young.
Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young.
Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn.
Set me free.
In the presence of my enemies,
Thou anointest my head with oil.
My cup runneth over.
Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life.
And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Do you want to die?
Do I want to die?
Think I want to jump in the water?
Do I want to die?
Do I want to jump in the water?
I'm a rocket machine
I ??
Do you want to die?
Do you want to jump in the water?
I'm a rocket machine
I had a love a ??
Do you want to die?
Do you want to jump in the water?
I hear you say
SOWHAT: van négy lemeznyi mp3-ban, ha kell...
Egyébiránt pedig
Szemem az ágyról lassan a padlóra kúszik
A plafonra ragad, onnan néz le rám
Mozdulatlan figyelem magam fentről
Kifeszítve egy nyirkos vitorlán
Még nincs sötét, de ő újra itt van
Koponyámba lövészárkot ás
Nyelvem megbénul, szólni késő
A szám körül a csillogás más
Krétarajzok a meztelen homályban
Az elmém zúzmarás fekete pép
Utolsó erőm a szétszakadt falak közt
Most nincs itt, de magamon érzem tekintetét
Majd visszajön, és sohasem lesz vége
Az ablakban állok, a város a lábam alatt
A test zuhanása lett értelmem gyümölcse
És ünneplőt öltenek a vágóhidak
So this is goodbye
So this is how you say it
These are the words
It’s the voice you are using
It’s the picture you ’ve seen
So this is goodbye
So this is how they say it
This is the time it takes you
It didn’t take you a lot now did it?
It didn’t hurt you a lot now did it?
So this is goodbye
So this is how you spell it Where you place it in your mouth What happens if I didn’t hear you? What happens if it wasn’t serious? Well I was around Maybe it was you I came to see Maybe it was you who invited me I remember your eyes were on me
Goodbye
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21h-22h Wowbagger
22h-23h Euthanasia
23h-24h Lady Yrp And The Midsummer Fires
24h-4h Krízisvilág (Dj Karnics)
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Erik
...crimson pain my heart explodes...