Тексты песен «Theatre Of Tragedy»

Эй, ты не хочешь ли с мистером этим порвать? Все эти его поцелуи... но что ещё можно сказать? Он думает, что ты не из умных девчонок, Скажи это, милая. Не похоже, чтобы ты хотела подобных развлечений. Из магазина...

Ado with a mean woe, An ado as aglow: Belying the paynim Thou rewrot'st the tome - An ivy-crown'd and dancing, And fawn'd and trancing - Espying the surly wud, And heeding her not. Celebration Afear'd of Bacchante,...

Echoes that somehow Can surround us Can resound through stillness Like thoughts of shifting this balance Ideas of ideals convolve like intricate phases Your revelations displayed at two thousand expositions The mind is...

Don't know inside from upside-down We praise the famed unwittingly If we had read that we are but illiterate What would we do? Keep inventory of things that we do not owe Even at a standstill we are spinning round and...

An artist is what is call'd the self the brush holdeth - Though hath it then caringly caress'd the Canvas of tomorrow? O Canvas! for thee I hold my tool - still passionless it quivereth Minding not that my hands are...

An artist is what is call'd the self that the brush holdeth - Though hath it then caringly caress'd the Canvas of to-morrow?, O Canvas! for thee I hold my tool - still! passionless it quivereth, Minding not that my...

Художник, что зовёт себя... зовёт владыкой кисти. Однако же, зачем вынашивает в мыслях Холст завтрашнего дня? О, Холст! Для тебя мой инструмент пока объят безжизненною дрожью, Я не думаю, что моя рука более к этому...

Time is an abyss - Profound as a thousand nights; I sojourn my haste, I make respites For what availeith this eager pace? One step more naught to face, Save the heirloom fatal kiss. I rave no more 'gainst Time or Fate,...

He gave to her, yet tenfold claim'd in return - She hath no life but the one he for her wrought; Proffer'd to her his wauking heart - she turn'd it down, Riposted with a tell-tale lore of lies and scorn. Prophetess or...

Afear"d of Bacchante, And dost thou "hold the yill? – Behind is the sleepless; Eyne "holding na mo. Celebration "Onto the paper scribe I the words that fro my heart move – With every dight letter, with the...

Hap mirthfulness! - Oh! joy of grand riddance; Undress me my hauberk! - the wyern hath errant'd. Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears - I deem the brood hath wan'd - fore'ermore?! Fro the chasm of the bosom, bale a hand...

High-rise buildings Low cost apartments Financial district Industrial area Rows of blue collars Steelworkers' clink-clang Metal rhythm left and right This is the city, city of light Flicker Click on Click off Click on...

Mobile phones Commuter trains The Terminus is full of men Crisscross network Zigzag railway The next stop is Waterloo White-collar timetable 9 to 5 urban robot Standby, I'm on a trip with you Standby, I thought it...

Мобильные телефоны, Электропоезда, На конечной полно людей. Сеть перекрёстков, Пути зигзагом, Следующая – Ватерлоо. Служащие рядом с расписаньем. С девяти до пяти – городской робот. Держись, мне по пути с тобой...

Head crash - I can't see you Spit teeth - I can hear you I feel your pounding me onto the street I've learned to know the taste of concrete Why don't you follow me? Street brash - time flies, tick-tock Eyes flash -...

Голова трещит – я тебя не вижу, Выплёвываю зубы – я тебя слышу. Ты бьёшь меня, я это чувствую. Я запомнил вкус бетона, я его узнаю. Почему ты не идёшь за мной? Обломки улицы – время пролетает, Глаза вспыхивают –...

Deadland Let the wind take care of gravity There's one big secret hidden, come with me Why should I want to leave, Unless you wanted me to go away [Chorus 1:] Speak with a tongue that claims its kingdom, come what...

Debris While he was asleep holding her hand The dreams smouldered She opened her heart, he tore it apart Gazed into his smile He said he had constraint He was ostracised and feint She had gone over and under A tattoo...

Originally performed by Joy Division Here are the young men, a weight on their shoulders Here are the young men, well where have they been? We knocked on doors of hell's darker chambers Pushed to the limits, we dragged...

Here are the young men, A weight on their shoulders Here are the young men, Well where have they been? We knocked on the doors Of hell's darker chambers Pushed to the limits We dragged ourselves in Watched from the...