воскресенье, 30 сентября 2018 г.

Breathe Me


Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, enfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up and breathe me
Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, enfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up and breathe me


/ There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. /

It seems that I've lost a piece of my heart in the moment when I've heard this beautiful song, and now I set off to find it every time I hear this melody of boundless beauty and painful loneliness. And every time I embark on a mental journey across my lonely world... And, to be honest, for some time I really feel myself lonely, regardless my love for this state of being. But nevertheless I'm happy to be myself. And I'm so greateful that there is so unbelievable music that is worth living for.

среда, 26 сентября 2018 г.

Paradise

 

No matter where you go, you'll never have control
No one makes it out alive, no one makes it out alive in paradise

Picture you in summertime, drinkin' white wine in Antigua
Told me that you'll see me and I see ya
And I really wanna believe ya, I do
Singin' blues, no shoes on
Strummin' in the sun and you've got your feet up
I remember when you used to tell me that you'd find your freedom
It was hard to believe ya
'Cause you never feel enough, it never fills you up
And if lyin' on an island is the closest that you'll come
Then run, go ahead, have fun, run

No matter where you go
You'll never have control
Woke up feeling paralyzed
No one makes it out alive
In paradise

Picture me in the Major Leagues
Livin' in a dream that I created, mhm
I wrote my own books so I never had to read your pages
I've got no patience for that anyway
Sensations don't mean anything
If I can just have everything
Some days I think I'll run away
What would I even do if I made it?
I just keep on fading 'cause

I never feel enough, it never fills me up
I'm climbin' up a giant rock, I'll never reach the top
But I can't stop, I can't stop, so

No matter where I go
I'll never have control
Woke up feeling paralyzed
No one makes it out alive in paradise
Paralyzed
No one makes it out alive in paradise


/ By having good memories on every place you just visit,
you are building paradise in your own heart and your life. /

Once it was a paradise, but now the autumn came in this sacred place... But not the beautiful amber autumn, when the gossamer threads spin in a light cool wind and sparkle in the golden rays of the sun, sweet and glowing like the lush linden honey, but grey, rainy and dank. This autumn brings only the coldness, the rains, the long melancholy expectations for something that would never come... 
And this song is like a fragile illusive remembrance of those beautiful days that will forever remain only in my memory, in photos and somewhere in the deepest reaches of my heart... 
And thank you for this wonderful farewell. And remember .. 
"I Love You." forever.

воскресенье, 23 сентября 2018 г.

Pacify Her


Tired, blue boy walks my way
Holding a girl's hand
That basic bitch leaves finally
Now I can take her man

Someone told me, "Stay away from things that aren't yours."
But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?

Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words

I can't stand her whining
Where's her binky now?
And loving her seems tiring
So boy, just love me, down, down, down

Someone told me, "Stay away from things that aren't yours."
But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?

Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words


/ I do know the difference between right and wrong, but I just like the way wrong feels. It's an impulse, an urge more intense than anything else. /

I'm not a fond of modern pop-music, but I'm truly in love with absolute strange, unordinary and insane people, which so different from everyone else. But if they also really talanted and made truly interesting, atmospheric and multilayered music, I just can't pass them by in my music journey. So... This is definitely the type of pop music that rocks =)

пятница, 21 сентября 2018 г.

Black Mambo

 

What'll it be now mister mole
Whisper sloth in curls of smoke
Take a back seat
Or play pharaoh
Dance with me
And shake your bones

Leopards laze each
On plush pillows
Slender capes
Of red and chrome

Paperback dreams
In their deep doze
Twitch their toes to
Black mambo

Wanna play cheat
Now says the sloth
A domino
Flush to his nose

Tickle that cheek
And take your throne
Pump your veins
With gushing gold

Slow down
It's a science
He's been waiting
To bring you down

Snake eyed
With a sly smile
He can hold you
And shake you child

We can hold you


Lose your mind and come to your senses. /

So deep, so smooth, so sensual, so mezmerazing. This tropical sense I get from this song is sensational. And I can truly imagine the snakes slowly slithers around me, so I'm afraid to make a move and I can hardly breeze with only my heart is beating in my chest so loud... But it won't help me... I can't save myself and this music slowly posioning me, this bliss flows through my veins and, gosh, it feels like I'm dying, and it feels so good...

понедельник, 17 сентября 2018 г.

In Completion


So follow me to the empty ocean
We can watch the city descend behind the skylight
On our backs, we float away
And forget about the way it used to be

Tonight, I fail
But I never wanted to let you drown without me
Tonight, we are the only ones to watch it fall apart

We slide into our place where I can watch you swim
Don't forget my hands are still wrapped around your neck

We fall deeper into the ground
This night's never looked so hollow
I wanted to share this with you, with you

I'll wait until it opens up again
Sit here till the water reaches our necks
Finally get to watch them wash away my name

Tonight, I fail
But I never wanted to let you drown without me, without me

Open your lungs, follow me down
Open your lungs, follow me down
I set this off
Keep swimming, keep swimming
Oh God, I am emptier than you...


Море может связывать нас с множеством его настроений, когда его волны нашептывают смутные знаки теней или света, в которых таятся уныние или радость. Оно всегда помнит о древности, и эти воспоминания, хотя мы можем не понимать их, передаются нам, так что мы соприкасаемся с вечностью.
***

Наверное, больше всего в этом мире я люблю эту песню... Слушать ее - словно прислушиваться к вечности. А эта лирика... Разве может быть что-то прекраснее ее? Я влюблена в эти слова и истории, которые они навевают мне. Такие темные и прекрасные. Сердце замирает, глаза закрываются, и этот поток навечно уносит меня... И если бы я могла стать песней, я бы стала именно ей.


среда, 12 сентября 2018 г.

Nica Libres At Dusk


Door is locked
My gums are bleeding
Outside she reads
Outside she's reading
The evacuation procedure out loud

Clothes are off
My health receding
Somewhere she dreams
Somewhere she's dreaming
The Caribbean
Nica Libres at dusk

While the faithful dispose of a generation
And all of the mountains whisper knowingly
I order a Colada
And sit, count my dollars
And watch eagles soar in circles
Perpetually

Forever, forever such a beautiful thing

Now I'm older
I don't look over my shoulder
I know what is there in front of me
Ten Marlboro cigarettes
The rolled butts into the bottles
Today I will stare at the sea


/ I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air./

Давай убежим от всего мира на одинокий остров, где у нас не будет ничего, кроме пустынной земли, неба и необъятного моря. И мы будем бесконечно смотреть на величественную безграничность океана, пытаясь постичь хоть толику его величия, в то время как волны в своем вечном движении раз за разом будут возвращаться к нам, пытаясь дотянутся до нас и забрать нас с собой. И мы будем прислушиваться к одинокому говору ветра, пытаясь различить в нем одинокие крики китов, - этот самый печальный и прекрасный звук в мире.
Давай просто забудем обо все на свете, обратившись лишь в чувства...

суббота, 8 сентября 2018 г.

Boyish Wave

 


Just another band with super strange name, a girl with wicked hot vocals on the leads and music that attracts me with something I have never heard before. Maybe the main thing is in it's multi-layering, maybe in beautiful sparkling electic guitar, maybe in little bit of histeria and, what is most important, it had a sense of absolute freedom running throughout it.

And yes, listening to this song I constantly catch the heat of southern summer day it her voice, and sound of reckelles waves, crashing onto the shore and scattering in the wind by a myriad of sparkling drops.

среда, 5 сентября 2018 г.

It's A Trip!


Creepy little sneaky little foreign places
Terrifying territories, I can't take it
It's a great big atlas, yeah
I'm feeling dumb

Floating little second hands laugh like jokers
Keepin' me from thinking straight, I've lost composure

This is a trip

When you've gotten what you want
There's nothing left to want
You don't know what you want
Yeah, I'm thinking it over
Just tell me what I..

When you've gotten what you want
Maybe I should start over
There's nothing left to want
Up and at 'em again
You don't know what you want
Yeah, I'm thinking it over
Just tell me what to want

Joywave - It's A Trip!

/ I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world./

So now is the time for me to pursue the fading summer. To another journey, to the lands where unreachable skies melts into infinite sealine. To the Mediterranean Sea that touches eternity of an ocean. Somewhere, where warm ground is covered in the scent of a beautiful flowers, and cool fresh breeze gives you the feeling of incredible happiness and freedom, and it seems that you are is about to get off the ground and fly away... Ahead, to the new impressions, without which life almost doesn't making any sense...
So... here we go!

суббота, 1 сентября 2018 г.

Summer Moved On



Summer moved on
And the way it goes, you can't tag along
Honey moved out
And the way it went Leaves no doubt

Friendships move on
Until the day you can't get along
Handshakes unfold
And the way it goes, no one knows

Moments will pass
In the morning light I found out
Reasons can't last
So there's just one thing left to ask

Stay, don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today
Stay, don't just walk away
With nobody else around

Reasons can't last
And there's just one thing
Left to ask

Stay, don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today
Stay, don't just walk away
With nobody else around

Summer moved on

a-ha - Summer Moved On

/ Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew everything of travel and we knew nothing of loss. Ours was a world of eternal summer, until the autumn came. /

The time has come to let the summer go, like a small handmade paper boat on the will of a swift never-ending current. And everything what's left is to watch how the endless river, sparkling in the rays of the setting sun, swiftly carrying him away, while taking away so many things that I wouldn't never wish to let go...

It seems that just recently I welcomed the summer, and now it has come to an end... Summer, this sunny, joyful, carefree time, like no other shows how short and fleeting our life is. And maybe in fact I'm not really shedding my tears for the summer that have gone, but for one another stage of my life left behind. For incredible events that will never happen again, for the feelings that will never return, for a friendship that will never be the same as it once was, for the overwhelming power of the first impressions and emotions that will never be as strong and bright as they were when I felt them at the first time.

But there's nothing I can change, so I will quietly watch until this small boat disappears over the horizon, dissolves in the haze of the twilight, carriyng the part of me away... And the sadness and loneliness of this moment I will share with this incredible song, probably one of the most beautiful songs ever written to illuminate this world with their existence.

And I don't know what else I can say, besides what was already saying... So I'll just say: "Farewell, I'll never forget you...". And I will leave here a few epitaphs that could be left on a tombstone with the inscription "Just another summer passed away". I will see you in my memories and look for you in my dreams.
“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer - one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going - one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.”

"Oh, magical summer time, It can make you happy or blue something that leaves one's heart reeling, Looking for that feeling every single day...”

“I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer – its dust and lowering skies.”

“Perhaps it is always summer, in the place where we are young.”