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Dark Lunacy: "The Day Of Victory" – 2014

энциклопедия: Dark Lunacy

Состав группы:

  • Mike Lunacy – вокал
  • Jacopo Rossi – бас
  • Daniele J Ermes Galassi – гитара, акустическая гитара
  • Alessandro Vagnoni – ударные, бэк-вокал, клавишные

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Danilo Vecchi – аккордеон
  • Giuseppe Cardamone – скрипка
  • Paolo Ojetti – вокал
  • Caterina Trucchia – вокал

Dark Lunacy: "The Day Of Victory" – 2014

Композиции:

  1. Dawn Of Victory
  2. Red Blocks
  3. Sacred War
  4. From The Don To The Sea
  5. The Decemberists
  6. Anthem Of Red Ghosts
  7. The Mystic Rail
  8. Ages Of Decay
  9. Victory
  10. Silent Riot

Лирика

1. Dawn Of Victory

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2. Red Blocks

Fire!

I've heard some dying children calling me
Never seen them, never felt them as I'm doing now
It's time to run and it's time to take them
Another brick, another hope and now together... here we come

(It's time to run and take 'em., time to run and take 'em...)
Resurrection proceeds as a red blocks march
That's the time for them to live their October

To Berlin!
Triumph is near, humanity is waking up

A wall as shelter, to solve the eternal maze
Enlight this dark decline, let the children raise
Youth in my hands to lock the perfect gate
The world is out, out to survive, let the children raise

(It's time to run and take 'em.. time to run and take 'em...)
Resurrection proceeds as a red blocks march
That's the time for them to live their October

To Berlin!
Triumph is near, humanity is waking up

Так пусть же Красная сжимает властно
Свой штык мозолистой рукой
И все должны мы, неудержимо,
Идти в последний смертный бой

Follow your child
Follow your child, follow your child,

Reading these pages I know where's my horizon
Lenin is burning in me, I know my reason
In a land of poppies, under the Red flag
Believe in my promise and march with my children...

Let the children come... come to Berlin
Let here the children come... with Red flags

Красная Армия, марш-марш вперед!
Реввоенсовет нас в бой зовет
Ведь от тайги, до Британских Морей
Красная Армия всех сильней!

Another red flag!

Так пусть же Красная сжимает властно
Свой штык мозолистой рукой
И все должны мы, неудержимо,
Идти в последний смертный бой

3. Sacred War

Prayers of mankind scream through the time
Rowing toward the darkness, perceiving my shadows
The world dreams of a peaceful life by the Soviet anthem
Ready to fight, our revenge begins

Deeds remain and resound in the glory
My "nome de guerre" will rise up your hearts
Step by step until the last regrets
We will find the courage regained
Snow thirsty – millions of human cries
I feel you everywhere but I can't embrace you all...

Upon "Death" word snow keeps on falling... can you hear me?
Through all winters I've found the soviet pride

Life or fall... take my Sacred War
Life or fall... take your power for the Sacred War

Пусть Ярость Благородная
Вскипает, как волна
Идет Война народная
Священная война

Your pride... my pride...
My pride

Locked into yourself there's something I need
And untill the end... I will try to take out
the blood inside my hands.
My name's on black gallows..
Follow my pace, run with me for the victory
And cry, cry.. another cry in the mist.
Believe in my promise, in this foolish sacrifice
And come, come, come into this sleet
I promise you lots of golden ice...

Deeds remain and resound in the glory
My "nome de guerre" will rise up your hearts

Life or fall... take my Sacred War
Life or fall... take your power for the Sacred War
Your pride... my pride... I'll rise

4. From The Don To The Sea

Hear me, I want your heart, I want to redeem you
The smell of death from Mafia's sweat
Has drenched your empty dance
Feel me, I feel your pulse
The spark's alive in you
The smell of death from Power's breast
Has filled your empty flesh
And this is not gonna stop

Look into my eyes, this story lives in deadly silence...
Running to the end,
pursuing death and its sprout of shadows
What do you see over your sunrise?
Take my hand before it's too late to rise again

It's too late to rise, when I cry...
When I cry... remember this

He смять богатырскую силу
Могуч наш заслон огневой
Мы вырыли немцу могилу
В туманных полях под Москвой

Preacher from the past, millions died in your slimy prayers
But rowing till the end,
I know that a Soviet answer's coming fast
What do you see over your sunrise?
Take my hand before it's too late to rise again

I'm crying in light, I'm crying for you
I'm crying for the world, remember this

He смять богатырскую силу
Могуч наш заслон огневой
Мы вырыли немцу могилу
В туманных полях под Москвой

Listen to my words... in the end, for your soul, for one hope
Chasing my breath, for a dream, right by my side
Listen to my words, to my soul.
Will you choose to pass away or fly?
Believe in sacred war, by my side till the end, for a dream
From heaven to earth, choose a better life
I'm singing against all fears,
I'm crying against this tainted world
This tainted world.. I'm calling you

From the North to the South, from the Don to the sea
We will shout out our Soviet Pride

Нерушимой стеной
обороной стальной
разгромим уничтожим врага

Free... I'm running free
Beginning war – rising peace
I can't die before my Red dreams

Hear me, I want your heart, I want to redeem you
The smell of death
The smell of death is here

5. The Decemberists

За Дунаем, за Дунаем
За Дунаем, за рекой
Шли походом, шли походом
На Турецкие войска

Tomorrow, together, step by step in march
Tomorrow, united, running to war

I see your fear, your sorrowing eyes
I remember my childhood, I ran away from ghosts
But now I've courage for the change
Bleeding or blinded, free I want to die

Puskin writes for Decemberists

1825 – we lived in forlorn hopes
Untill the Tsar claimed for our lives
Maybe they forgot about their marching hearts
White army – You blind – free I want to die

Puskin writes for Decemberists
Puskin writes for this land of mine!

За Дунаем, за Дунаем
За Дунаем, за рекой

Equilibrium – Once there was
Disparity – is what remains
I can't endure this evil for my spawn
I want no longer – I can no longer

I see your fear, your sorrowing eyes
I remember my childhood, I ran away from ghosts
But now I've courage for the change
Bleeding or blinded, free I want to die

Puskin writes for Decemberists

За Дунаем, за Дунаем
За Дунаем, За Дунаем

In the engagement I'll carve this stone through the unlimited
Marching in the early morning light
And upon this ruins our Red Flag will be waving

6. Anthem Of Red Ghosts

Slowly unrolls the skein of history
Tearful light, a moment in sadness
And I know well this strange reality
To live or to fall, the puppeteer is moving

Мы красные кавалеристы
И про нас
Былинники речистые ведут рассказ
О том, как в ночи ясные
О том, как в дни ненастные
Мы гордо...

Anthem of ghosts

The colors of future appear within my sight
My prayer for justice, inside the Soviet dream
I feel new power, a flame in ancient fires
Love, desire, struggling – I know what I want

Мы красные кавалеристы
И про нас
Былинники речистые ведут рассказ
О том, как в ночи ясные
О том, как в дни ненастные
Мы гордо...

Anthem of Red ghosts

Freedom's calling now!
Freedom's the password, changing the tale of this world
Freedom's calling now!
Freedom's the key, unlocking the gates of this world

Voices of mermaids echoing in the sea
Of ancient Greek ships only shadows remain
Raining tears

The history of fathers it shows me the way
My future, my life shall not fall again
Raining tears, raining...
Now...come on!

Веди, Будённый, нас смелее в бой!
И вся то наша жизнь есть борьба

Мы красные кавалеристы
И про нас
Былинники речистые ведут рассказ
О том, как в ночи ясные
О том, как в дни ненастные
Мы гордо...

Slowly unrolls the skein of history
Tearful light, a moment in sadness
And I know well this strange reality
To live or to fall, the puppeteer is moving

7. The Mystic Rail

Your bleeding eyes, within this misery
Your vanished hopes through the history
I can't remember how many reasons
Ran away from this, towards a promise land

What is that pain pushing us into the carriage, chasing peace?
Go!

Командарм велел – и точка
машет беленьким платочком
Дона синяя рука

Throughout the seasons we cried for a dream
The wind change rattle on this rails

How many troubled men lay on this train?
How many illusions they had to sell...

Командарм велел – и точка
машет беленьким платочком
Дона синяя рука

That's enough! Enough!
The Soviet dream, the Soviet train will go far

Illusions of freedom – We will destroy you
Aware of this train, blowing and almighty
Pride upon my face toward my last mirage

With these certainties amidst the sweetest glory
Step by step... truth after truth

All things happen along this mystic rail
All things happen through this revenge

8. Ages Of Decay

Вихри враждебные веют над нами
Тёмные силы нас злобно гнетут
В бой роковой мы вступили с врагами
Нас ещё судьбы безвестные ждут

Inside my bleeding eyes

Life inside of me, life around my eyes
Been called to my redemption, wanna talk 'bout it with you
I can't remember the atrocities of these years
'Cause all these bloody hopes live surrounded by lies...

На бой кровавый

In our sense of dying, take these words of mine
Before it's too late, take these words of mine

Life for life, gonna scream it everywhere
Burning hate, this false world is upon me
Step by step I've seen the ages die
Anger for them preachers flaming inside

На бой кровавый

In our sense of dying, take these words of mine
Before it's too late, take these words of mine
My bloody visions weep in this down fall

Hear my cry, I know your difference
I know you're leery 'bout my words I'm throwing from within
But open, please, open your heart
If you live in fear... how could new hopes spring?
The enemy is sly, will flee before our sacrifice
Open yourself, believe in my cry, before it's too late

Life inside of me, life around my eyes
Been called to my redemption, wanna talk 'bout it with you
I can't remember the atrocities of these years
'Cause all these bloody hopes live surrounded by lies...

На бой кровавый

In our sense of dying, take these words of mine
Before it's too late, take these words of mine

Мщенья и смерть всем царям!

Motherland is calling
Motherland has called me back

Станем ли, братья, мы больше молчать?
В битве великой не сгинут бесследно

I know, I see alternative is near
I know, the light still belongs to us
When nations will rise through my words, as only men can do
Together we'll run and take our light, take our real life back

The wind of new words rises!
Rise on this flag!

На бой кровавый

In our sense of dying, take these words of mine
Before it's too late!

9. Victory

Time stops after the rain
Sunshine hugs cold tears
Beyond... I feel myself beyond
Our dark seasons come, return to light

Now you can take me, now I can feel you, a soldier by my side
Towns, squares, streets filled with people fighting for Motherland

Этих дней не смокнет слава
Не померкнет никогда
Партизанские отряды
занимали города

My fear leaves off forever

Rain shall fall over the corpses
Darkness hugs cold flesh
Beyond... I feel myself beyond
Our dark seasons come, return to light

Now you must fight 'em, now you are a soldier by my side
Towns, squares, streets, filled with people fighting for Motherland

Этих дней не смокнет слава
Не померкнет никогда
Партизанские отряды
занимали города

Here it comes... the Day of Victory

A day of revenge shall come, for all, in a partisan cry
Build another wall of peace in the world
And there'll be justice for all

A new season blows and nothing like before
Sunshine hugs cold tears
Bring me some water, it's last time I need it
I'm waiting for the last news, bringer of hope

Этих дней не смокнет слава
Не померкнет никогда
Партизанские отряды
занимали города

And I can't die, I can't die before that

И останутся как сказках
Как манящие огни
Шли лихие эскадроны
Приамурских партизан

A new season blows and nothing like before
Sunshine hugs cold tears
Bring me some water, it's last time I need it
I'm waiting for the last news, bringer of hope

Victory!
Victory!
Victory!

10. Silent Riot

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