"Я цыган, я пидор, я тебе не нравлюсь..." (с) Василий К.
Linkin Park - "New Divide"
I remembered black skies
The lightning all around me
I remembered each flash
As time began to blur
Like a startling sign
That fate had finally found me
And your voice was all I heard
That I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
сonnect the space between
Let it fill up to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
There was nothing inside
The memories left abandoned
There was nowhere to hide
The ashes fell like snow
And the ground caved in
Between where we were standing
And your voice was all I heard
That I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Across this new divide
And every loss and every lie
And every truth that you deny
And each regret and each goodbye
Was a mistake too great to hide
And your voice was all I heard
But I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the thoughts cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
сonnect the space between
Let it fill up to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
I remembered black skies
The lightning all around me
I remembered each flash
As time began to blur
Like a startling sign
That fate had finally found me
And your voice was all I heard
That I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
сonnect the space between
Let it fill up to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
There was nothing inside
The memories left abandoned
There was nowhere to hide
The ashes fell like snow
And the ground caved in
Between where we were standing
And your voice was all I heard
That I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Across this new divide
And every loss and every lie
And every truth that you deny
And each regret and each goodbye
Was a mistake too great to hide
And your voice was all I heard
But I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the thoughts cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
сonnect the space between
Let it fill up to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
Вот тема музыки, торжественный пост, и я пишу коммент, чтоб не забыть опять. Есть у Chamber песни, которые мне почему-то о тебе напоминают, почему - не знаю, но они есть. Если не слышал, и если в наличии время, желание и анлим, то могу куда-нибудь залить какой-нибудь альбом их, или как превью отыскать чего-нибудь на ютубе. Играют такую... помесь неоклассики, фолка (которого становится всё меньше и меньше) и чего-то готического с очень приятным мужским вокалом и целым оркестром на заднем плане. Тебе может понравиться, я думаю.
Извини, что вклиниваюсь в красивый пост с отходящим от темы комментарием.
Ты знаешь... Ну, во-первых, спасибо за такое ценное открытие, как эта группа! Мне очень понравилось. Обожаю низкие голоса)))
А во-вторых, напоминают они мне кого-то... То ли 69 Eyes, то ли Dreadful Shadows... Последнее очень советую!! хотя оно ближе к готике всё же. Но если набредёшь на песню Beyond The Maze...
Кстати, а что за песни напоминают обо мне? Если конкретнее))
Кстати, а что за песни напоминают обо мне? Если конкретнее))
Хм, вот это я плохо помню. Музыка имеет свойство ассоциироваться у меня с людьми и событиями, иногда просто на какой-то момент.
Точно "Pride Goes (Before A Fall)", и почему-то "I wish I was".