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POTF - Given and Denied ( àëüáîì '' Twilight Theater '' 2010 ).

Äíåâíèê

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 05 ßíâàðÿ 2020 ã. 18:43 + â öèòàòíèê
Äàíî è îòêàçàíî.

Which way to the fountain of my youth I wonder
Ìíå èíòåðåñíî, êàêîâ ïóòü ê èñòî÷íèêó ìîåé þíîñòè

Which way to the years I’ve let go by
Êàêîâ ñïîñîá, ÷òîáû ÿ ñïîêîéíî îòïóñòèë ãîäû

Let a thirsty man drink in its memories while the water still flows sweet and crystal clear
Ïóñòü æàæäóùèé ïü¸ò ýòè âîñïîìèíàíèÿ, ïîêà âîäà åù¸ ñòðóèòüñÿ êðèñòàëüíî ÷èñòîé è ñëàäêîé

For yesteryear
Èç óøåäøèõ ëåò

Oh to see the sun’s eclipse
Àõ, åñëè áû óâèäåòü çàòìåíèå ñîëíöà

on the horizon like ships
íà ãîðèçîíòå, êàê êîðàáëè

sailing way away from here
êîòîðûå äàëåêî îòñþäà

Oh just one more time my dear
È âîò åù¸, ìîÿ äîðîãàÿ

Before I’ll go hear me out
Ïðåæäå, ÷åì ÿ ïîéäó, ïîñëóøàé ìåíÿ

Cos of this there ain’t no doubt
Ïîòîìó ÷òî â ýòîì íåò íèêàêèõ ñîìíåíèé

When it’s time for curtain call
Êîãäà ïðèøëî âðåìÿ çàíàâåñà

Just before the shadows…
Êàê ðàç ïåðåä âðåìåíåì òåíåé...

Fall like a leaf in the wind on the ocean
Ïàäàþ, êàê ëèñò íà âåòðó, êîòîðûé çàáðîñèëî íà áåðåã îêåàíà

Of blue like your eyes in the twilight theater
Ñèíåãî, êàê òâîè ãëàçà â ñóìåðå÷íîì òåàòðå

With symphonies playing in the world without sound
Ñ ñèìôîíèÿìè, èãðàþùèìè áåççâó÷íî â ýòîì ìèðå

We’re given and denied
Íàì äàíî è îòêàçàíî

Give me back my innocence cos I wish to dream again
Âåðíèòå ìíå ìîþ íàèâíîñòü, ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ õî÷ó ñíîâà ìå÷òàòü

Like I never outgrew my old playground
Ñëîâíî ÿ íèêîãäà íå ïåðåðàñòàë ñâîþ ñòàðóþ èãðîâóþ ïëîùàäêó

Where the sun sets slowly with a golden crown and the leaves sing lullabies ’round vacant swings
Òàì, ãäå ñîëíöå ìåäëåííî ñàäèòüñÿ ñ çîëîòîé êîðîíîé, ãäå âîêðóã âñå ëèñòüÿ ìåðíî ïîêà÷èâàÿñü ïîþò êîëûáåëüíûå

Give me those wings
Äàéòå ìíå ýòè êðûëüÿ

Let me fly once again
Ïîçâîëüòå ìíå åù¸ ðàç ëåòàòü

Like I did way back when
Êàê êîãäà-òî

I would gamble and win
ß áû ðèñêíóë è âûèãðàë

To lift me high above the din
Ïîäíèìóñü âûñîêî íàä ãðîõîòîì

Of the future we see
Áóäóùåãî, êîòîðûé ìû âèäèì

Does it hold something for me
ß íå çíàþ

I’m weightless again
ß ñíîâà íåâåñîì

Just before the shadows…
Êàê ðàç ïåðåä âðåìåíåì òåíåé..

Fall like a leaf in the wind…
Ïàäàþ, ñëîâíî ëèñò íà âåòðó...

Before I’ll go hear me out
Ïðåæäå, ÷åì ÿ ïîéäó, ïîñëóøàé ìåíÿ

Cos of this there ain’t no doubt
Ïîòîìó ÷òî â ýòîì íåò íèêàêèõ ñîìíåíèé

When it’s time for curtain call
Êîãäà ïðèøëî âðåìÿ çàíàâåñà

Just before the shadows…
Êàê ðàç ïåðåä âðåìåíåì òåíåé...

Fall like a leaf in the wind…
Ïàäàþ, ñëîâíî ëèñò íà âåòðó...

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Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû ''POTF''
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010
Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/Ñáîðíèê "Alchemy Vol.1" 2011

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Change ( àëüáîì " Twilight Theater " 2010 )

Äíåâíèê

Ïÿòíèöà, 29 Èþíÿ 2018 ã. 04:06 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïåðåìåíû .

You say you feel a chill in the season
Òû ãîâîðèøü , ÷òî â ýòîò ïåðèîä òû ÷óâñòâóåøü äðîæü ,

Like something is falling apart
Ñëîâíî ÷òî-òî ðàñïàäàåòñÿ íà ÷àñòè .

You say you can’t hold it together much longer
Òû ãîâîðèøü , ÷òî íå ñìîæåøü óäåðæèâàòü ýòî âîåäèíî î÷åíü äîëãî

And I should look after your heart
È ÿ äîëæåí ïîçàáîòèòüñÿ î ñâî¸ì ñåðäöå ,

But I feel a change coming on
Íî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ , ÷òî íà÷èíàþòñÿ ïåðåìåíû ,

Rolling out of the blue like a storm
Ñëîâíî ãðîçà, êîòîðàÿ ïðîêàòûâàåòñÿ ïî íåáîñêëîíó

And it’s bending your will like a willow tree twisting
È ýòî ïðèâîäèò ê òâîåé äåôîðìàöèè , ïîäîáíî ñêðó÷åííîé Èâå ,

Trying to regain its form
Ñòàðàþùåéñÿ âîññòàíîâèòü ñâîé âèä .

How does it make you feel
×òî çàñòàâëÿåò òåáÿ ýòî ÷óâñòâîâàòü ?

When you remember the times the two us lay here
Êîãäà òû ïîìíèøü âðåìåíà , çäåñü ìû ëåæàëè âäâî¸ì ,

In the arms of the world on the doorstep of heaven shining down
 îáúÿòüÿõ Âñåëåííîé , íà ïîðîãå ñèÿþùèõ íåáåñ .

Do you feel a change coming on,
Òû ÷óâñòâóåøü ïðèáëèæåíèå ïåðåìåí ,

Rolling out of the blue like a storm,
Ñëîâíî ãðîçà , êîòîðàÿ ïðîêàòûâàåòñÿ ïî íåáîñêëîíó ,

And it’s throwing your dollhouse world in disarray
È ýòî óñòðàèâàåò â òâî¸ì êóêîëüíîì ìèðå õàîñ .

So you can rebuild or conform
È òàê , òû ìîæåøü âîññòàíîâèòü èëè ïîä÷èíèòüñÿ .

How I wish you’d only see
Êàê ÿ õî÷ó , ÷òîáû âèäåëà ëèøü òû

How your own choices make your dream
Êàê ìå÷òà îñóùåñòâëÿåòñÿ òâîèì ñîáñòâåííûì âûáîðîì .

Come out shining true before it can leave you
Èñòî÷àÿ ïîäëèííîå ñèÿíèå äî òîãî, êàê îñòàâèòü òåáÿ .

I wish that you could see
ß õî÷ó , ÷òîáû òû ìîãëà âèäåòü .

How your own choices make your dream
Êàê ìå÷òà îñóùåñòâëÿåòñÿ òâîèì ñîáñòâåííûì âûáîðîì .

Come out shining true all around you
Èñòî÷àÿ ïîäëèííîå ñèÿíèå âîêðóã òåáÿ .

My worth is the look in your eyes
Ìî¸ áîãàòñòâî , ýòî ñìîòðåòü â òâîè ãëàçà

My prize the smile playing tricks on your lips and I wonder again
Ìîé ïðèç , ýòî îáìàí÷èâàÿ óëûáêà íà òâîèõ ãóáàõ è ÿ ñíîâà æåëàþ çíàòü

Do you ever dream of the world like I do
Òû êîãäà - íèáóäü ìå÷òàëà î Ìèðå , êàê ÿ ?

I too fear the change coming on
ß òîæå îïàñàþñü íàäâèãàþùèõñÿ ïåðåìåí

Rolling out of the blue like a storm
Ñëîâíî ãðîçó , êîòîðàÿ ïðîêàòûâàåòñÿ ïî íåáîñêëîíó .

Can you hear it scream at the hurt that I knew
ß çíàë , ÷òî òû ìîæåøü ñëûøàòü ýòîò êðèê , ïðè÷èíÿþùèé áîëü .

How I wish you’d only see…
Êàê ÿ õî÷ó , ÷òîáû âèäåëà ëèøü òû ...

What is this chill at my heel
×òî çà äðîæü â ïÿòêàõ ?

That makes the protections I’ve built around my pseudo world premiere
Ýòî ñîçäà¸ò çàùèòó , êîòîðóþ ÿ âûñòðîèë âîêðóã ñâîåé ôàëüøèâîé äåÿòåëüíîñòè ïðèìû .

Tearing my utopian fiction apart as it happens to just pass along
Ðàçðûâàÿ ìîþ óòîïè÷åñêóþ ôàíòàçèþ íà ÷àñòè , òàê ñëó÷èëîñü ïðîñòî ïðîõîäÿ ïàðàëëåëüíî .

I feel a change coming on
ß ÷óâñòâóþ , íà÷èíàþòñÿ ïåðåìåíû

Rolling out of the blue like a storm
Ñëîâíî ãðîçà , êîòîðàÿ ïðîêàòûâàåòñÿ ïî íåáîñêëîíó

Crashing against my delirious thoughts where humanity’s waiting alone
Ðóøàòñÿ âîïðåêè ìîèì áðåäîâûì ìûñëÿì , ãäå ÷åëîâå÷åñòâî îæèäàåò ïîêîé .

How I wish you’d only see…
Êàê ÿ õî÷ó , ÷òîáû âèäåëà ëèøü òû ...

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010

POTF - You're Still Here ( àëüáîì " Twilight Theater " 2010 )

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 27 Èþíÿ 2018 ã. 02:18 + â öèòàòíèê
Òû âñ¸ åù¸ çäåñü .

Mercury dances in its skyscraper cell, rising and falling like rhapsody
Èçìåí÷èâûé òàíöóåò â îáèòåëè íåáîñêð¸áà , ïîäíèìàÿñü è ïàäàÿ ñëîâíî ðàïñîäèÿ

And I see winter’s broken like lace, in time for a celebration
È ÿ âèæó îñëàáëåííóþ çèìó , ñëîâíî êðóæåâà âî âðåìÿ ïðàçäíîâàíèÿ .

Thaw wails inside the walls and laughs in the corners, delighting in its evident victory
Îòòåïåëü , âíóòðè ñòåí , ïðè÷èòàåò è õîõî÷åò ïî óãëàì , âîñõèù¸ííàÿ â ñâîåé î÷åâèäíîé ïîáåäå .

Till I feel springtime counting its days of flaunting a novel sensation
Äî ýòîãî ÿ ÷óâñòâîâàë , ÷òî âåñíà âåä¸ò ñ÷¸ò äíÿì , âûñòàâëÿÿ èõ íàïîêàç , êàê íàñòîÿùóþ ñåíñàöèþ .

Like it’s leaving, leaving behind the weight vying for yesteryear
Ýòî ñëîâíî óåõàòü , îñòàâèâ â ïðîøëîì ãîäó , ïîçàäè , ãðóç ñîïåðíè÷åñòâà

Leaving promises in its wake, whispering, my love, you’re still here
Îñòàâèâ îáåùàíèå ðàçáóäèòü , øåï÷à , ìîÿ ëþáîâü , òû âñ¸ åù¸ çäåñü .

Hold on to your memories of sundogs and rainbows, as time writes a premature eulogy
Äåðæèòåñü çà âàøè âîñïîìèíàíèÿ î ñîëíå÷íûõ çàé÷èêàõ è ðàäóãàõ , ïîòîìó ÷òî âðåìÿ ïèøåò ïðåæäåâðåìåííóþ õâàëåáíóþ ðå÷ü

And I feel summertime passing in haste, like running out of patience
È ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ ëåòî , ìèìîë¸òíîå â ñâîåé òîðîïëèâîñòè , ñëîâíî òåðÿþùåå òåðïåíèå .

Quilted with knit and umbrellas and scarfs and a mild understanding of irony
Ñò¸ãàííûå ñ òðèêîòàæåì , çîíòèêàìè è øàðôàìè , è íåçëîáíîå ïîíèìàíèå èðîíèè .

I feel autumn leaving the race, all done with the exhilaration
ß ÷óâñòâóþ îñåíü ñõîäÿùóþ ñ ãîíêè , çàêàí÷èâàÿ âñ¸ ñ âîëíåíèåì .

It’s leaving, leaving behind the weight vying for yesteryear
Ýòî óåõàòü , îñòàâèâ â ïðîøëîì ãîäó , ïîçàäè , ãðóç ñîïåðíè÷åñòâà

Leaving promises in its wake, whispering, my love, you’re still here
Îñòàâèâ îáåùàíèå ðàçáóäèòü , øåï÷à , ìîÿ ëþáîâü , òû âñ¸ åù¸ çäåñü .

Mercury dances in its skyscraper cell, rising and falling in harmony
Èçìåí÷èâûé òàíöóåò â îáèòåëè íåáîñêð¸áà , ãàðìîíè÷íî ïîäíèìàÿñü è ïàäàÿ

And I feel winter stealing my days, to herald another creation
È ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ , ÷òî çèìà âîðóåò ìîè äíè , ïðåäâåùàÿ äðóãîå òâîðåíèå .

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Rewind ( àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010 ).

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 15 ßíâàðÿ 2018 ã. 02:46 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïåðåìîòêà .

What do we have but illusions where one man’s absolute is another’s choice
×òî ìû èìååì , êðîìå èëëþçèé , ãäå ñîâåðøåííûì , ÷åëîâåêà ñ÷èòàþò äðóãèå

Giving in to confusion, till love and hate both tempt with the same voice
Ïîääàòüñÿ ñìÿòåíèþ , ïîêà ëþáîâü è íåíàâèñòü , îäíîâðåìåííî èñêóøàþò îäèíàêîâûìè ãîëîñàìè

Won’t you take me to a higher ground, I need to see again the way I’m bound
Ðàçâå òû íå ïðèìåøü ìåíÿ íà ïüåäåñòàëå , ìíå ñíîâà íóæíî óâèäåòü òî , ÷òî ÿ îáðå÷¸í .

N’ choose the uneasy redemption, run by fear and the flaws of attraction
Íåò , èñêóïëåíèå - íåë¸ãêîå ðåøåíèå , óïðàâëÿÿ ñòðàõîì è ïðèòÿãèâàÿ íåäîñòàòêè .

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü

So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, I see my heart, waving me bye-bye
×òîáû çíàòü , ÷òî ìåíÿ íå îñòàâèò æåëàíèå õîòåòü , ÿ âèæó ñâî¸ ñåðäöå , ìàõàþùåå ìíå íà ïðîùàíüå

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü

If life itself has a meaning, is it anything more than what we choose to call it
Åñëè áû ñàìà æèçíü çíà÷èëà íàìíîãî íàìíîãî áîëüøå , ÷åì òî, êàê ìû ýòî íàçûâàåì .

Sweet words make appealing, but they only serve to mask the smell of what you buried
Ñëàäêèå ñëîâà òàê ïðèâëåêàòåëüíû , íî îíè ëèøü øèðìà , ÷òîáû ñêðûòü çàïàõ òîãî , ÷òî òû ïîõîðîíèë .

Is it worth your while to spend on a lie, even though you cannot see eye to eye
Ñòîèò ëè òåáå ðàñòðà÷èâàòüñÿ íà ëîæü , äàæå åñëè òû íå ñõîäèøüñÿ âî âçãëÿäàõ .

N’ give in to the rumor seduction, run by fear and all the good intentions
Íî íå ïîääàâàéñÿ ñîáëàçíó ñëóõîâ , óïðàâëÿé ñòðàõîì è âñåìè õîðîøèìè íàìåðåíèÿìè .

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü

So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, like my love, kissing me good bye
×òîáû çíàòü , ÷òî ìåíÿ íå îñòàâèò æåëàíèå õîòåòü , ëþáèìàÿ , öåëóåò ìåíÿ íà ïðîùàíèå .

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü

If this is how we think we make amends
Åñëè ìû äóìàåì , ÷òî âñ¸ èñïðàâèì

We’re in for a race that never ends
Ìû çäåñü äëÿ áåñêîíå÷íûõ ãîíîê .

Where is it we think we’ll go
Ãäå ìû äóìàåì ïðîäîëæèòü ?

What is it we think we know
Ìû äóìàåì , ÷òî çíàåì ?

It’ll never change until we change ourselves
Ýòî íåèçìåííî , ïîêà ìû íå èçìåíèì ñàìèõ ñåáÿ .

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü .

So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, I see my heart, waving me bye-bye
×òîáû çíàòü , ÷òî ìåíÿ íå îñòàâèò æåëàíèå õîòåòü , ÿ âèæó ñâî¸ ñåðäöå , ìàõàþùåå ìíå íà ïðîùàíèå

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü

So I’ll know it will not leave me wanting, like my love, kissing me good bye
×òîáû çíàòü , ÷òî ìåíÿ íå îñòàâèò æåëàíèå õîòåòü , ëþáèìàÿ , öåëóåò ìåíÿ íà ïðîùàíèå .

Rewind, I wanna go it again, light up the dark, halo on the side
Ïåðåìîòàé íàçàä , ÿ õî÷ó ïðîéòè ýòî åù¸ ðàç , ñâåòèòüñÿ â òåìíîòå , ñ íèìáîì íàáåêðåíü

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Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Dying to live (àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 28 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:59 + â öèòàòíèê
Óìåðåòü,÷òîáû æèòü.

Tell me this, would you miss it, trying on another face again to see if it’s you
Ñêàæè ìíå , òû ñêó÷àåøü ïî ýòîìó , ïûòàòüñÿ è êàæäûé ðàç óáåæäàòüñÿ ,÷òî ýòî òû ?

N’ wondering where you’ve been and where you’re gonna find yourself before the night is through
Íå çàäàâàÿñü âîïðîñîì , ãäå òû áûëà è ãäå òû ñîáèðàåøüñÿ îêàçàòüñÿ áëàãîäàðÿ ýòîìó åù¸ äî òåìíîòû .

I know the way you go cos I’ve been the same for too long
ß çíàþ äîðîãó , êîòîðîé òû ïîé䏸ü , ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ áûë òàêèì æå î÷åíü äîëãî

Like I’m fearful that my choices are all wrong
Êàê áóäòî ÿ áîþñü , ÷òî ìîè ðåøåíèÿ âñå îøèáî÷íû .

I know the way you go cos I’ve lived your life of make believe
ß çíàþ äîðîãó , êîòîðîé òû ïîé䏸ü , ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ ïðîæèë èçîáðàæàÿ òâîþ æèçíü ,

Dying to live
Óìåðåòü , ÷òîáû æèòü .

Tell me this, is it lonely in the shadow of a masquerade for life you hide behind
Ñêàæè ìíå , ïðàâäà ëè îäèíîêî â òåíè ìàñêàðàäà æèçíè , çà êîòîðûì òû ïðÿ÷åøüñÿ ?

What’s the deal with your reasons to run away and let your feelings leave you undefined
 ÷¸ì äåëî ñ òâîèìè äîâîäàìè äëÿ ïîáåãà îòñþäà è ïóñòü òâîè ÷óâñòâà îñòàâÿò òåáÿ â íåîïðåäåë¸ííîñòè .

I know the way you go…
ß çíàþ äîðîãó , êîòîðîé òû ïîé䏸ü ...

Behind me now the winding road they sing of
Òåïåðü ïîçàäè ìåíÿ èçâèëèñòàÿ äîðîãà , îíè ëèêóþò

I’ve come to stand before a silent wall
ß ïðèø¸ë , ÷òîáû âñòàòü ïåðåä ìîë÷àëèâîé ñòåíîé

Finally a chance to find a question
Íàêîíåö øàíñ íàéòè âîïðîñ ,

To point out the right answer after all …this time
Ïîñëå âñåãî , îáðàòèòü âíèìàíèå íà ïðàâèëüíûé îòâåò ...íà ýòîò ðàç .

So rid us of the plight, the plight of self affliction
Òàê èçáàâü íàñ îò ó÷àñòè , îò ñóäüáû ñîáñòâåííîãî ñòðàäàíüÿ

Generations choice the drug of self deception
Ïîêîëåíèÿ âûáèðàþò ëåêàðñòâî ñàìîîáìàíà .

I know the way you go…
ß çíàþ äîðîãó , êîòîðîé òû ïîé䏸ü ...

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Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Dreaming Wide Awake (àëüáîì"Twilight Theater" 2010)

Äíåâíèê

Ñóááîòà, 23 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 03:05 + â öèòàòíèê
Ìå÷òàÿ íàÿâó .

Too late, the melody is over
Ñëèøêîì ïîçäíî , ìåëîäèÿ çàêîí÷èëàñü

The joke seems to be on me cos I’m the one not laughing
Êàæåòñÿ øóòêîé îò ìåíÿ , ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ åäèíñòâåííûé íå ñìåþñü ,

Down here on the floor
˸æà íà ïîëó .

Deflate, the mystery of living
Îïðîâåðãàòü , òàèíñòâî æèçíè

In the most heartless fashion I could ever Imagine
 íàèáîëåå áåçäóøíîé ìàíåðå , ÿ ìîã ñåáå âîîáðàçèòü ,

No pretense of decor
Áåç ïðåòåíçèé ê îáñòàíîâêå .

Another place and time, without a great divide
Äðóãîå ìåñòî è âðåìÿ , áåç áîëüøîé ïðîïàñòè

And we could be flying deadly high
È ìû ìîãëè áû ëåòàòü ñìåðòåëüíî âûñîêî .

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
ß ãîòîâ ïðîäàòü ñâîþ äóøó , ÷òîáû ìå÷òàòü î òåáå , íàÿâó

Another place and time, without a warning sign
Äðóãîå ìåñòî è âðåìÿ , áåç ïðåäóïðåæäàþùåãî çíàêà

And we could be dying angel style
È ìû ìîæåì óìåðåòü , ñëîâíî àíãåëû .

I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
ß ãîòîâ ïðîäàòü ñâîþ äóøó , ÷òîáû ìå÷òàòü î òåáå , íàÿâó .

I’ll dream you… wide awake
ß áóäó ìå÷òàòü î òåáå ...íàÿâó .

With me, disaster finds a playfield
Ñî ìíîé áåäñòâèÿ íàéäóò èãðîâóþ ïëîùàäêó

Love seems to draw dark, twisted pleasure tearing at me
Ëþáîâü ïî-âèäèìîìó ïðèâëåêàåò òüìó , èçâðàù¸ííî ðàäóÿñü âöåïëÿåòñÿ â ìåíÿ ,

Cos I can’t let you go
Òàê êàê ÿ íå ìîãó ïîçâîëèòü òåáå óéòè .

Mercy, like water in a desert
Ìèëîñåðäèå , êàê âîäà â ïóñòûíå ,

Shine through my memory like jewelry in the sun
Ñèÿåò , ïî ìîèì âîñïîìèíàíèÿì , êàê äðàãîöåííîñòè íà ñîëíöå .

Where are you now
Ãäå òû ñåé÷àñ ?

Another place and time…
Äðóãîå ìåñòî è âðåìÿ ...

I’ll dream you… wide awake
ß áóäó ìå÷òàòü î òåáå ...íàÿâó .

It’s like I’m racing to the sun, blindly face the blazing gun
Ýòî êàê áóäòî ÿ ñîñòÿçàþñü ñ ñîëíöåì , áåçðàññóäíî ñìîòðÿ íà ïûëàþùèé ïèñòîëåò .

Cos I’m afraid I will be left here without you
Ïîñêîëüêó ìíå ñòðàøíî áóäåò óõîäèòü îòñþäà áåç òåáÿ .

Like I’m racing not to run, give more when I have none
Êàê áóäòî ÿ ðàçãîíÿþñü íå äëÿ ïîáåãà , îòäàâàÿ áîëüøå , êîãäà ó ìåíÿ íèêîãî íåò .

Cos I’m afraid I will be left here without you… wide awake
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ áîþñü îñòàòüñÿ çäåñü , áåç òåáÿ ...ïðîñíóâøèñü .

Another place and time…
Äðóãîå ìåñòî è âðåìÿ ...

I’ll dream you… wide awake
ß áóäó ìå÷òàòü î òåáå ...íàÿâó .

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Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/Ñáîðíèê "Alchemy Vol.1" 2011

POTF - Smoke and Mirrors (àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010).

Äíåâíèê

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 03 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:58 + â öèòàòíèê
Äûì è çåðêàëà .

I danced a tango with my hubris high on youth
ß òàíöåâàë òàíãî ñî âñåì ñâîèì þíîøåñêèì âûñîêîìåðèåì

We swept across the dance floor to subjective truth
Ìû ñêîëüçèëè ïî òàíöïîëó â ñóáúåêòèâíîé òî÷íîñòè

But there was no harmony there
Íî òàì íå áûëî ãàðìîíèè , òàì

No reason for coexistence
íå áûëî ïîâîäà äëÿ ñîñóùåñòâîâàíèÿ

Nothing to span the distance, now
Íè÷åãî íå ñîåäèíèò óäàë¸ííîñòè , òåïåðü

Do we even know who we are
Ìû äàæå çíàåì , êòî ìû òàêèå

Living like all life is forfeit
Îáðàç æèçíè , ñëîâíî âñÿ æèçíü èãðà â ôàíòû

Like we can just go redefine it
Ñëîâíî ìû ìîæåì ïåðåñìîòðåòü ýòî

Regardless what we broke
Íå ñ÷èòàÿñü ñ òåì , ÷òî ìû ðàçîðåíû .

Who died and made us stars
Êòî óìåð è ñäåëàë íàñ çâ¸çäàìè

With our intellectual gambits
Ñ íàøèìè èíòåëëåêòóàëüíûìè óëîâêàìè

Our millionaire flair and our antics
Íàøå ÷óòü¸ ìèëëèîíåðà è íàøå ôèãëÿðñòâî

We’re like mirrors seen through smoke
Ñëîâíî ìû çåðêàëà âèäèìûå ñêâîçü äûì .

I tried a shanty with the fool to find my pace
×òîáû íàéòè ñâîé òåìï , ÿ ïîïðîáîâàë ïåñíþ øóòà

Anything from puns to jests to intertwine our ways
×òî - ëèáî êàëàìáóðíîå äî îñòðîòû , ïåðåïëåòàåò íàøè ïóòè .

But there was no loyalty to hope
Òàì íåò âåðîÿòíîñòè â íàäåæäå ,

And funny the need for mercy
Íî ñòðàííàÿ ïîòðåáíîñòü â ñîñòðàäàíèè

How it makes us bleed all mercy, now
Êàê ýòî çàñòàâèò íàñ ñïóñòèòü âñþ óäà÷ó , òåïåðü

Do we even know who we are…
Ìû äàæå çíàåì , êòî ìû òàêèå ...

Now the melody’s void of sympathy
Òåïåðü ïóñòàÿ ìåëîäèÿ èç ñî÷óâñòâèÿ ,

cos that shit’s in byte size bits on YouTube
ïîòîìó ÷òî ýòî äåðüìî ðàçìåðîì ñ áàéò íà YouTube,

so tell me what am I supposed to do
òàê ñêàæè ìíå ,÷òî ÿ äîëæåí ñäåëàòü

When the malady’s no remedy
Êîãäà ó áîëåçíè íåò ëåêàðñòâ ,

Till we reach the lowest absolute
Ïîêà ìû íå äîéä¸ì äî íèçøåãî àáñîëþòà .

And necessity will finally force something through what’s walling you
Íî ÷òî-òî ,â êîíöå êîíöîâ, íåèçáåæíî çàñòàâèò ïðîéòè ñêâîçü òâîè âîçâåä¸ííûå ñòåíû .

Do we even know who we are…
Ìû äàæå çíàåì ,êòî ìû òàêèå ...

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - HEAL MY WOUNDS (àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010).

Äíåâíèê

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 19 Íîÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 03:47 + â öèòàòíèê
Èñöåëè ìîè ðàíû .


I burn to make you understand
ß ñãîðàþ , ÷òîáû òû ïîíÿëà

One wrong word and it all may come crashing down
Îäíî íåâåðíîå ñëîâî è ê óæàñó , ýòî âñ¸ ìîæåò ðóõíóòü âíèç

For the fates are devious by heart
Ñóäüáà áëóæäàåò ïî ïàìÿòè .

They envy you your dreams, so they’ll let you drown
Òâîè ìå÷òû äëÿ íèõ ïðåäìåò çàâèñòè , ïîýòîìó îíè ïîçâîëÿò òåáå óòîíóòü

And there is no why, there is no how, it’s like the sky, just one free flow
È íåò âîçìîæíîñòè , íåò íàäåæäû , ýòî êàê íåáî , òîëüêî îäíî ñâîáîäíîå ïåðåìåùåíèå

But you’re here right now, and this is your show, so take a bow, cos the show is on right…
Íî òû ñåé÷àñ çäåñü è ýòî òâî¸ øîó , òàê ïîêëîíèñü , ïîòîìó ÷òî øîó ñîâåðøàåòñÿ ...

Here and now with all dreams realized
Çäåñü è ñåé÷àñ , ñ ðåàëèçîâàííûìè ôàíòàçèÿìè

Would you choose still more time to do
Òû áû âûáðàëà äîïîëíèòåëüíîå âðåìÿ ?

Don’t fall down when it’s time to arise
Òîëüêî íå ïàäàé , êîãäà ïðèä¸ò âðåìÿ âîñêðåñíóòü

No-one else can heal your wounds
Íèêòî íå ñìîæåò èñöåëèòü òâîè ðàíû .

Once again taboo becomes your law
È ñíîâà òàáó ñòàíîâèòüñÿ òâîèì ïðàâîì

What you want seems taken by another tide turning
Êàæåòñÿ , òî ÷òî òû õî÷åøü , ýòî óæå áûëî , âðåìÿ ïîâåðíóòü

Away from our flower field where we used to lay beneath the sky,
Ïîäàëüøå îò íàøåãî öâåòî÷íîãî ïîëÿ , ãäå ìû ïðèâûêëè ëåæàòü ïîä íåáîì ,

riding dreams to some other side
âåðõîâîäÿ ôàíòàçèÿìè ïî äðóãóþ ñòîðîíó

Do they burn, the wishes whispered, like secrets, they yearn, just to be heard
Îíè ãîðÿò, æåëàÿ ñîîáùèòü , ëþáèòåëè ñåêðåòîâ , îíè æàæäóò , òîëüêî áû áûòü óñëûøàííûìè

I’m done with questions, I have no answers, the choice is yours, cos the show is on right…
Ñ ìåíÿ õâàòèò âîïðîñîâ , ó ìåíÿ íåò îòâåòîâ , òâîé âûáîð , ïîòîìó ÷òî øîó ñîâåðøàåòñÿ ...

Here and now…
Çäåñü è ñåé÷àñ...

The bigger the lies
×åì áîëüøå ëîæü

The more they want to believe them
Òåì áîëüøå îíè õîòÿò ïîâåðèòü èì

And like a vice
È , êàê â òèñêàõ

Hold on to what they believe in
Óäåðæàòü òî , âî ÷òî îíè âåðÿò

Here and now with all dreams realized
Çäåñü è ñåé÷àñ , ñ ðåàëèçîâàííûìè ôàíòàçèÿìè

Would you choose still more time to do
Òû áû âûáðàëà äîïîëíèòåëüíîå âðåìÿ ?

Don’t fall down when it’s time to arise
Òîëüêî íå ïàäàé , êîãäà ïðèä¸ò âðåìÿ âîñêðåñíóòü

No-one else can heal your wounds
Íèêòî íå ñìîæåò èñöåëèòü òâîè ðàíû

Here and now with all dreams realized
Çäåñü è ñåé÷àñ , ñ ðåàëèçîâàííûìè ôàíòàçèÿìè

Would you choose still more time to do
Òû áû âûáðàëà äîïîëíèòåëüíîå âðåìÿ ?

Don’t fall down cos I need you to rise
Òîëüêî íå ïàäàé , ìíå íóæíî , ÷òîáû òû ïîäíÿëàñü

No-one else can heal my wounds
Íèêòî äðóãîé íå ñìîæåò èñöåëèòü ìîè ðàíû .

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - War (àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010).

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 13 Íîÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 04:12 + â öèòàòíèê
Âîéíà.

Do you remember standing on a broken field
Òû ïîìíèøü , êàê ñòîÿë íà ðàçëîìàííîì ïîëå

White crippled wings beating the sky
Áåëûìè èçëîìàííûìè êðûëüÿìè ñòó÷àòüñÿ â íåáåñà

The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
Âåñòíèêè âîéíû ïðîÿâÿò ñâîþ ñóùíîñòü

And our chances flowing by
È íàøè òåêóùèå øàíñû.

If I can let the memory heal
Åñëè ÿ ñìîãó èñöåëèòü âîñïîìèíàíèÿ

I will remember you with me on that field
ß áóäó ïîìíèòü íàñ íà ýòîì ïîëå .

When I thought that I fought this war alone
Êîãäà ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî íà÷àë ýòó âîéíó â îäèíî÷êó

You were there by my side on the frontline
Òû áûëà òàì , ðÿäîì ñî ìíîé ,íà ïåðåäîâîé .

When I thought that I fought without a cause
Êîãäà ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî ñðàæàþñü áåç ïðè÷èíû

You gave me a reason to try
Òû ïîñòàðàëàñü äàòü ìíå ïîâîä .

Turn the page I need to see something new
Ïåðåâåðíè ñòðàíèöó, ÿ äîëæåí óâèäåòü ÷òî-òî íîâîå

For now my innocence is torn
Ïîêà ìîÿ íåâèííîñòü íå ðàçîðâàíà .

We cannot linger on this stunted view
Ìû íå ìîæåì òåðÿòü âðåìÿ , íà ýòîé òî÷êå çðåíèÿ ,

Like rabid dogs of war
Êàê áåøåíûå ïñû âîéíû.

I will let the memory heal
ß ïîçâîëþ ïàìÿòè èçëå÷èòüñÿ .

I will remember you with me on that field
ß áóäó ïîìíèòü íàñ íà ýòîì ïîëå .

When I thought that I fought this war alone
Êîãäà ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî íà÷àë ýòó âîéíó â îäèíî÷êó

You were there by my side on the frontline
Òû áûëà òàì , ðÿäîì ñî ìíîé , íà ïåðåäîâîé .

And we fought to believe the impossible
È ìû ñðàæàëèñü , âåðÿ â íåâîçìîæíîå

When I thought that I fought this war alone
Êîãäà ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî íà÷àë ýòó âîéíó â îäèíî÷êó

We were one with our destinies entwined
Ìû áûëè åäèíû , ñ íàøèìè ïåðåïëåò¸ííûìè ñóäüáàìè .

When I thought that I fought without a cause
Êîãäà ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî ñðàæàþñü áåç ïðè÷èíû

You gave me the reason why
Òû îò÷åãî-òî äàëà ìíå ïîâîä.

With no-one wearing their real face
Íåñìîòðÿ íà òî , ÷òî íèêòî íå íîñèò ñâîèõ ðåàëüíûõ ëèö

It’s a whiteout of emotion
Ýòî ïîëíîå óíè÷òîæåíèå ýìîöèé .

And I’ve only got my brittle bones to break the fall
È ó ìåíÿ åñòü òîëüêî ìîè õðóïêèå êîñòè , ÷òîáû îñòàíîâèòü ïàäåíèå .

When the love in letters fade
Êîãäà ëþáîâü â ïèñüìàõ ïîáëåêíåò ,

It’s like moving in slow motion
Êàê áóäòî â çàìåäëåííîé ñú¸ìêå

And we’re already too late if we arrive at all
Íî äëÿ íàñ áóäåò ñëèøêîì ïîçäíî , åñëè ïðèä¸ì êî âñåìó ýòîìó.

And then we’re caught up in the arms race
È òîãäà ìû âòÿíåìñÿ â ãîíêó âîîðóæåíèé

An involuntary addiction
Íåâîëüíàÿ çàâèñèìîñòü .

And we’re shedding every value our mothers taught
È ìû áóäåì ñáðàñûâàòü êàæäóþ öåííîñòü , êîòîðîé ó÷èëè íàøè ìàòåðè

So will you please show me your real face
Òàê ÷òî , ïîæàëóéñòà , ïîêàæè ìíå ñâî¸ íàñòîÿùåå ëèöî

Draw the line in the horizon
Íàðèñóé ëèíèþ ãîðèçîíòà.

Cos I only need your name to call the reasons why I fought
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ìíå íåîáõîäèìî òîëüêî òâî¸ èìÿ , ÷òîáû íàçâàòü ïðè÷èíû , ïî êîòîðûì ÿ ñðàæàëñÿ .

When I thought that I fought this war alone…
Êîãäà ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî íà÷àë ýòó âîéíó â îäèíî÷êó ...

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Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010
Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/Ñáîðíèê "Alchemy Vol.1" 2011

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POTF - 15 Min Flame (àëüáîì "Twilight Theater" 2010)

Äíåâíèê

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 24 Ñåíòÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:54 + â öèòàòíèê
15 ìèíóò ñëàâû .

The reaper's kneeling at your field taking in what you've sown
Ïðåêëîí¸ííûé æíåö íà âàøåì ïîëå áåð¸ò òî , ÷òî âû ïîñåÿëè

Can't help feeling apprehension
Íå ìîãó èçáàâèòüñÿ îò îùóùåíèÿ îïàñíîñòè

No point in waiting, for a rating for what you have grown
Íåò ñìûñëà æäàòü îöåíêè òîãî , ÷òî âû âûðàñòèëè

Look for liquid consolation
Î÷åâèäíûé ïîèñê óòåøåíèÿ .

If I act accordingly will it save my humanity
Åñëè ÿ áóäó âåñòè ñåáÿ ñîîòâåòñòâåííî , ýòî ñïàñ¸ò ìîþ ÷åëîâå÷íîñòü

You're either you or a loyalty disowned
Ýòî ëþáîé èç âàñ èëè îòðåêóñü îò ëîÿëüíîñòè

Well excuse me
×òî æ, ïðîñòè ìåíÿ...

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame
Êòî æå , êòî õî÷åò 15 ìèíóò ñëàâû êàæäóþ ñåêóíäó ?

A name to last for all eternity
È èìåíè äëÿ Âå÷íîñòè ?

Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions
Êòî ýòî áóäåò , êòî çàõî÷åò çà ïðåäåëû îïðåäåëåíèé

When love alone is enough to set you free
Êîãäà äîñòàòî÷íî îäíîé ëþáâè , äëÿ âàøåé ñâîáîäû .

No escaping though you're running, you cannot find home
Îäíàêî íå èçáåãàéòå òîãî , ÷òî èç-çà ðàáîòû ,íå ìîæåòå îáðåñòè äîìà

Drowning in your desperation
Âû â îò÷àÿíèè .

Conviction seems to follow accusations alone
Óáåæä¸ííîñòü îáâèíåíèé â òîì ,

No place here for an easy redemption
Çäåñü íåò ìåñòà äëÿ ïðîñòîãî âûêóïà

If I lack your tears of joy, please forgive my heartless ploy
Åñëè ÿ íóæäàþñü â âàøèõ ñëåçàõ ðàäîñòè , ïðîñòèòå ìîþ áåçæàëîñòíóþ óëîâêó

Said the fool to his majesty dethroned
Óïîìÿíóòûé äóðàê ñâåðãíóò åãî æå âåëè÷èåì

Now excuse me
Òåïåðü ïðîñòè ìåíÿ...

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame
Êòî æå , êòî õî÷åò 15 ìèíóò ñëàâû êàæäóþ ñåêóíäó?

To name a love to last through all your infamy
Èìÿ ïîñëåäíåé ëþáâè , êîòîðàÿ ïðèâåëà âàñ ê äóðíîé ñëàâå

Who was it who wanted ingratiation in their definitions
Êòî æå , êòî õî÷åò îïðåäåëèòüñÿ ?

When name alone can jail eternally
Êîãäà ëèøü èìÿ ìîæåò íàâå÷íî çàêëþ÷èòü â òþðüìó .

Who was it who wanted every sec of the flame
Êòî æå , êòî çàõî÷åò ãîðåòü êàæäóþ ñåêóíäó ?

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame
Êòî æå , êòî õî÷åò 15 ìèíóò ñëàâû êàæäóþ ñåêóíäó ?

A name to last for all eternity
È èìåíè äëÿ Âå÷íîñòè .

Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions
Êòî ýòî áóäåò , êòî çàõî÷åò çà ïðåäåëû îïðåäåëåíèé ?

When love alone is enough to set you free
Êîãäà äîñòàòî÷íî îäíîé ëþáâè , ÷òîáû îñâîáîäèòü âàñ .

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