Товарищ Изрубленный Принц подкинул мне неплохую идею…
Ну что ж… Я тут подумал…
А давайте устроим конкурс на песню, больше всего подходящую Фарфарелло?…
Вот парочка вариантов…
Для затравки, как говорится…
Больно и тяжело…
Still Standing – Rasmus
(Dead Letters)
читать дальшеI wish you were here tonight with me to see the northern lights.
I wish you were here tonight with me…
I wish I could have you by my side tonight, when the sky is burning.
I wish I could have you by my side…
'Cause I've been down and I've been crawling,
Won’t back down no more.
Can't you stop the lies falling from the skies?
Down on me, I'm still standing.
Can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised,
Conscience clear, I'm still standing here.
Burns like a thousand stars.
Though you are light years away.
Burns like a thousand stars or more.
You're up there, you're always with me,
Smiling down on me.
Can't you stop the lies falling from the skies?
Down on me, I'm still standing.
Can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised,
Conscience clear, I'm still standing here.
It's something sacred, something so beautiful.
Something quiet to ease the mind.
When the pressure's taking me over and over.
Cause I've been down and I've been crawling.
Pushed around, and always falling.
You're up there, you're always with me,
Smiling down on me.
Can't you stop the lies falling from the skies?
Down on me, I'm still standing.
Can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised,
conscience clear, I'm still standing here.
Can't you stop the lies, falling from the skies?
Down on me.
Still standing here.
Can't you roll the dice?
I might be surprised,
Conscience clear.
I'm still standing…
Here.
Scars – Papa roach
читать дальшеI tear my heart open, I sew myself shut.
My weakness is that I care too much.
My scars remind me that the past is real.
I tear my heart open just to feel…
Drunk and I'm feeling down,
And I just wanna be alone.
I'm pissed cause you came around,
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you channel all your pain,
And I can't help you fix yourself.
You're making me insane!
All I can say is…
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut.
My weakness is that I care too much.
And our scars remind us that the past is real.
I tear my heart open just to feel…
I tried to help you once
Against my own advice;
I saw you going down,
But you never realized,
That you're drowning in the water -
So I offered you my hand,
Compassions in my nature…
Tonight is our last stand.
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut.
My weakness is that I care too much.
And our scars remind us that the past is real.
I tear my heart open just to feel.
I'm drunk and I'm feeling down,
And I just wanna be alone.
You shouldn't ever came around,
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water,
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open…
But you didn't understand!
But you didn't understand…
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06.04.2006 в 03:11Terrible Lie
hey god why are you doing this to me
am i not living up to what i'm supposed to be
why am i seething with this animosity
hey god i think you owe me a great big apology
terrible lie
hey god i really don't know what you mean
seems like salvation come only in our dreams
i feel my hatred grow all the more extreme
hey god can this world really be as sad as it seems
terrible lie
don't take it away from me, i need someone to hold on to
hey god there's nothing left for me to hide
i lost my ignorance, security and pride
i'm all alone in a world you must despise
hey god i believed your promises, your promises and lies
terrible lie
you make me throw it all away
my morals left to decay
how many you betray
you've taken everything
terrible lie
my head is filled with disease
my skin is begging you please
i'm on my hands and knees
i want so much to believe
Ну и эта... частично... для фанфичного Фарфа...
Closer
You let me violate you. You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you. You let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides. Help me I've got no soul to sell
Help me the only thing that works for me. Help me get away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation. You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith. You can have my everything
Help me you tear down my reason. Help me it's your sex I can smell
Help me you make me perfect. Help me become somebody else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach. Scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive
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06.04.2006 в 03:29-
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06.04.2006 в 06:00Вот, собственно, та обоина с текстом и потрясающим фанартом:
Но меня цепляет именно звучание песни, голос солиста...
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06.04.2006 в 16:20Волки уходят в небеса
Горят холодные глаза
Приказа верить в чудеса не поступало
И каждый день другая цель
То стены гор, то горы стен
И ждет отчаянных гостей чужая стая
Спиной
К ветру и все же
Выбраться может
Чья - то душа
Спасет,
Но не поможет
Чувствую кожей
Пропащая
Не помнят слов, не видят снов
Переросли своих отцов
И, кажется, рука бойцов колоть устала.
Позор и слава в их крови,
Хватает смерти и любви
Но сколько волка не корми, ему все мало.
Спиной
К ветру и все же
Выбраться может
Чья - то душа
Спасет,
Но не поможет
Чувствую кожей
Пропащая
Волки уходят
Волки уходят
Волки уходят
Волки уходят...
Стойкая ассоцияация с этой песней.
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07.04.2006 в 13:01Down by the riverbank in the old bayou
I am digging a grave into mud just for you
And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo
The hardest rains always come from Tupelo
Blinded by the moonshine from Mexico
I'm singing blues waiting for the death row
And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo
Another dead baby born in Tupelo
Do you believe in God
Do you believe in Jesus Christ
Have mercy on me Lord
I must have been blind
Go a beast inside that I sometimes just can't hide
When the wolfbane blooms and the shadows come alive
Death will be my bride
Down by the riverbank in the old bayou
I am digging a grave into mud just for you
And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo
The hardest rains always come from Tupelo
Do you believe in God
Do you believe in Jesus Christ
Have mercy on me Lord
I must have been blind
Go a beast inside that I sometimes just can't hide
When the wolfbane blooms and the shadows come alive
Death will be my bride
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08.04.2006 в 15:19Это должно было случиться.
Несколько пальчиков завёрнутых в ткань
Я пошлю тебе.
Я опущю в белом конверте
Пальцы мои мчатся по свету
Вслед за тобой снова и снова
На пальцах выцарапано два слова:
Всё ровно,день это будет или ночь.
Всё ровно,Фарфарелло к тебе придёт.
Всё ровно,пусть это страшно и смешно,
На небесах давным-давно всё решено.
Сердце стучит,никто не ответит.
Даже твой друг-рыженький немец.
Лёг у двери и на расцвете
Бутылку свою допил.
Может,уже больше нет смысла,
Глупо отправлять новые письма,
Я точу ножик любимый
И скажу всего два слова:
Всё равно,день это будет или ночь.
Всё равно,Фарфарелло к тебе придёт.
Всё равно,пусть это страшно и смешно,
На небесах давным-давно всё решено.
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11.04.2006 в 19:30Change my attempt good intentions
Crouched over
You were not there
Living in fear
But signs were not really that scarce
Obvious tears
But I will not
Hide you through this
I want you to help
And please see
The bleeding heart perched on my shirt
Die, withdraw
Hide in cold sweat
Quivering lips
Ignore remorse
Naming a kid, living wasteland
This time you've tried
All that you can turning you red
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession
Should I, could I
Crowned hopeless
The article read living wasteland
This time you've tried
All that you can turning you red
but I will not
Hide you through this
I want you to help
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession
Should I, could I
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Piercing through another victim
Turn and tremble be judgmental
Ignorant to all the symbols
Blind the face with beauty paste
Eventually you'll one day know
Change my attempt good intentions
Limbs tied, skin tight
Self inflicted his perdition
Should I, could I
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
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23.04.2006 в 21:44Конкурс закончится 3 мая ))), победителя конкурса выберу я как его учредитель ))), а наградой будет... Ну, товарищи Фарфарычи, что вам нужно для счастья? Вышитую смирительную рубашку? Новый консервный ножик? Эт я могу... Но как же те, кто не живёт со мной в одном городе?...
О, придумал! Победителю я нарисую что-нибудь... что-угодно, на заказ! И вышлю по U-мылу. А могу фанфик написать... не яойный. )) А впрочем...
Как вам условия? Есть другие предложения? ;)