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RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - filo - 12-04-2019 19:24
Kõigepealt pisut klassikat:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1oT6luUxPY
Tsitaat laulust:
On melu.
On melu siin ja
sõbrad, kelle
näol on hurm.
(umbes nagu paraveebi foorumis)
Aga kas foorumlased on näinud palju inimesi, kelle näol on hurm?
Millsed need inimeseed välja võiksid näha?
Pakun, et mõnda võib korraks näha alumisel lingil:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rNqWoOfN8A
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 15-04-2019 17:20
"When the Moon Shines on the Moonshine" (Bert Williams,1919)
The Mahogany is dusty,
All the pipes are very rusty,
And the good, old-fashioned Musty,
Doesn't musty anymore.
All the stuff's got bum and bummer,
from the middle of the Summer.
Now the bar is on the hummer,
and "For Rent" is on the door.
How sad and still tonight,
by the old distillery,
And how the cob-webs cob,
on the old machinery.
But in the mountain tops,
far from the eyes of cops,
Oh how the moon shines on
the moonshine, so merrily!
Goodness me, how misery doubles,
Ain't one thing to use for bubbles,
Or to drive awy your troubles,
For the tide has gone and went.
Days and nights are getting bleaker,
shivering for an old-time sneaker,
Even water's getting weaker,
'Bout one tenth of one per cent.
How sad and still tonight,
by the old distillery,
And how the Monas moan,
at the Lager brewery.
So, mister, if you please,
Don't let nobody sneeze,
Up where the moon shines
On the moonshine, so sillily!
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - isemaag - 16-04-2019 04:29
Seesinane muzõka on sajaprotsendiliselt kõige puhtamas võõrkeeles! Avaldan laulu sõnad ja lingi:
Ленинград — Злая пуля.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGE5E6nm7kI&list=LLxzVxNIZMSWQAutLMsxzbgQ&index=5&t=0s
Я бегу, бегу на волю,
А за мной, за мной погоня,
А за мной бегут солдаты,
В спину метят их автоматы.
Злая пуля!
Дай мне волю,
Прямо в сердце,
Чтоб без боли.
Злая пуля!
Дай мне волю,
Прямо в сердце,
Чтоб без боли.
А погоня ближе, ближе,
Снайпера стреляют с крыши,
Но не дамся им живым,
Лучше сдохну молодым.
Жру свободу с кровью я,
На зубах скрипит земля.
Где же пуля, где же пуля,
Что отлита для меня.
Злая пуля!
Дай мне волю,
Прямо в сердце,
Чтоб без боли.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 16-04-2019 20:13
Slough Feg - Ape Uprising - Track 1 - The Hunchback of Notre Doom
Alone in the bell tower
Paying for my crime
Born into exile
Servant to its chime
Beware the gypsy's kiss
Sermon to us all
Cathedral's dark abyss
Summons her to fall
Born in the bell tower
Ringing only lies
Despotic sacrament
In the Vicar's eyes
I roam the halls back-bent
Silent, vacant room
A lonely malcontent
Ringing in his doom
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Kunglas - 17-04-2019 09:13
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 17-04-2019 11:51
Jaldaboath - Jacque de Molay
"...I made the contrary declaration only to suspend the excessive pains of torture*
And to mollify those who made me endure them..."
Grand Master - 33rd degree, did take to the grave his masonry,
He left his mark on the Turin shroud, but was burnt alive for the parisian crowd
Denied the christ, trampled the cross, rode to jerusalem on his horse.
At the stake, he renounced his lies - the smoke left hanging in the skies
Jacques De Molay!
Thou art avenged Jacques De Molay! For tis friday the 13th today.
The royal blood they did chasten, for the execution of this mason
Jacques De Molay!
"...The life offered me on such infamous terms, I abandon without regret..."
They buried the mighty heretics, these Templars with their magic tricks.
But fire's freedom laughed the last, and echoes loudly from the past.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Kunglas - 18-04-2019 08:53
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 21-04-2019 20:17
THE DAD HORSE EXPERIENCE - Kingdom it will come
Right from the peak I'm going down down down
I found another way to live
And the whole world's turning round round round
You see me dancing in the street
An iron hall it's full of Light
And all the people that once died
They are dancing & having fun
They know the Kingdom it will come
AH DEAD BABIES SINGING IN THE SKY
A SONG OF MARSHMALLOW & APPLE-PIE
THERE'S NO WAY TO PUT THEM DOWN
I SEE THEM DANCING THROUGH THE TOWN
A killer's waiting in the wood
He doesn' care if you're bad or good
You'll be dancing in the streets with him
If there's no way there is no sin
And hairy truckers on the Highway
They drop their clothes all away
They are dancing naked in the sun
They know the Kingdom it will come
AH DEAD BABIES SINGING IN THE SKY...
And all you people full of bones
With flesh & blood that you not own
Your borrowed bodies they'll go down down down
And you'll be dancing through the town
And if you tell me it's not true
Well I could say the same to you
How can you tell that what you're hanging on
Will it be real if Kingdom comes?
AH DEAD BABIES SINGING IN THE SKY...
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 23-04-2019 21:31
Sons Of Perdition - Psalm Of Nod
One, two, three, four...
Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
For God is gonna trouble that water.
The sea is blood, the moon is bone.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
I walk this highway all alone.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
No coat, no food, no automobile.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
Jesus alone knows how I feel.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
God is gonna trouble that water.
See that town all bathed in dust?
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
Nobody in this world I trust.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
Holes worn through my Sunday shoes.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
I got them low-down Judas blues.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
God is gonna trouble that water.
The air is hot, the water's cold,
What lurks beneath is ages old.
See that man who holds the key?
He chained that Beast now sets it free.
Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
For God is gonna trouble that water.
The pews are empty, folks moved on.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
Despair has gripped me by the bones.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
I lay down on those tracks to die.
(God is gonna trouble the water.)
That train, it's a-coming by and by.
(God is gonna trouble that water.)
That's right.
Wade in the water...
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water...
For God is gonna trouble that water.
God is gonna trouble that water.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 27-04-2019 13:58
Supernatural 14x20 Ending (God Was Never On Your Side Motorhead)
Mo arust parim Supernaturali osa tasub vaadata.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 27-04-2019 19:37
Larry Ford Leake - Omens
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Q11 - 27-04-2019 21:29
Ah mis ikka selliseid "jubedaid" lugusi panna...
Ma panen midagi sellist...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0L3UITaDlck
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 03-05-2019 09:05
Vahelduseks house, mu enda loomingust värskeim rada:
https://soundcloud.com/paadikapten/da-groove
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Kunglas - 04-05-2019 09:11
Hetk..
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Eithea - 04-05-2019 18:55
DAGÖ - ISAGA DRAAKONIL.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 05-05-2019 00:03
Ilusa meloodiaga muusikat eesti tegijalt. Sten-Olle - "Rumalad Inimesed":
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - pimedus - 06-05-2019 11:22
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PsaJYAjaYaA
Submerge to their temples,
All ye children of the sea
Sinister sea sabbath!
Bow to their altars,
All ye children of the sea
Sinister sea sabbath!
Dusk has risen, fires are lit on the shores...
A dreadful gathering, a nautic spectacle.
Adoration of the Old Ones beneath the surface.
Find absolution in eldritch temples below.
Abyssopelagial glow—amphibian race
Drawn down by their alluring grace.
Roars of Dagon echo
Through lifeless ears!
Mesmerized,
Obedient to the deep, submerge to their temples.
Blood for their altars!
Dawn has set, silence on blood-soaked shores
Eerie summonings still resound from dying throats
Adoration of the Old Ones, lurking in the deep
Absolution is granted in eerie temples below!
Descent into the deep blue sphere.
Subjugation—the ultimate gods are here!
Deep Ones escort the reborn
Evolution reversed
Mesmerized,
Obedient to the deep. Submerged to their temples.
Blood for their
Altars!
Deny all false idols,
All ye children of the sea
Sinister sea sabbath!
Dare speak their names,
All ye children of the sea
Sinister sea sabbath!
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 06-05-2019 20:42
Dolya Vorovskaya
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/dolya-vorovskaya-%D0%B4%D0%BE%D0%BB%D1%8F-%D0%B2%D0%BE%D1%80%D0%BE%D0%B2%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%B0%D1%8F-criminals-lot.html
Such is the lot in life of a criminal.
My whole life is nothing but prison bars.
I write you, my dearest mom 1.
Such is a criminal's lot.
I write you now, dear mother.
Such is a criminal's lot.
I had a great time stealing in Tiblisi.
But, those bastards sold me out in Batum.
And now I write you, dearest mom.
Such is a criminal's lot.
And now I write you, dearest mom.
Such is a criminal's lot.
I was born on the wrong side of the tracks at night,
and thieves took me into their world. 2.
We ate and drank, and played some cards. Oh mom!
Quietly, we hummed that song called "The Lot".
We ate, drank, and played some cards, mom!
Quietly, we remembered Boku was the singer of the song.
We ate and drank, and played some cards mom!
Quietly, we hummed "The Lot".
Quiet people! We ask you please be quiet.
Nevermind. It's just pigeons, nuzzling on the roof.
Love, itself (is the only thing that) rejoices here, mom!
This old thief longs for his homeland.
Love, itself (is the only thing that) rejoices here, mom!
This old thief longs for his homeland.
So, I sing to let people know
that thieves shouldn't be put in cages.
I write you, dearest mom.
Such is a criminal's lot.
Now I write you dearest mom.
Such is a criminal's lot.
I don't know how things are in the daylight or freedom.
How's your life (on the other side) 3? Are you there, mom 4?
Rather than see the light (shine) from your dark eyes, mom,
instead I see the winter turn to summer.
Rather than see the light (shine) from your dark eyes, mom,
instead I see the winter turn to summer.
In prison we pick-axed those rocks 5.
My hands froze from the cold.
We killed all those jerks, mom!
And years were added to our terms.
We killed all those jerks, mom!
And years were added to our terms.
Thanks, John, for the package!
Thanks, John, for this package!
It's a bitter pill to swallow, mom! This plan for my life.
I have no plan, like a king without a kingdom.
It's a bitter pill to swallow, mom! This plan for my life.
I have no plan, like a king without a kingdom.
Now I'm sitting on a wood slat bed.
I have bread and everything that you want (for me).
But, there's no freedom, dear mom!
Such is a criminal's lot.
There is no freedom, mother dear!
Such is a criminal's lot.
We for interned in Magaden for a long time,
eating and drinking, and playing some cards a card game called "Kumar"
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 06-05-2019 21:50
Those Poor Bastards - Old Pine Box
I don't want you coming around to see me Go back into town, I want to think I don't want to talk about tomorrow I'm tired of your god-fearing sink Rain is always leaking through the windows No one's always knocking on the door Never had a name, they called me \"trouble\" And I don't want to live here anymore Throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top We inherit the sins of our fathers My daddy was an evil, evil man I'm proud to say I never really knew him But I can feel this awful presence in my skin Who's that young one crouching in the corner? Why, sir, are you hanging from that tree? What's that thing scratching beneath the floorboards? This town, it just don't feel the same to me Throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top Brother, I have never not been lost The apples on the tree have turned to rot And all around I feel the Lord's eyes watching If you think I'm gonna whimper, well I'm not What you gonna do come Sunday morning When everything you see is turned to dust Well, I just don't believe the shit you're preaching Forgive me Holy Father, if you must And throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top I can't afford to pay for heat this Winter Ice is crawling up and down the walls If any one should ever stop to wonder Just tell them no one lives here anymore Throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top Yeah, throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 06-05-2019 22:31
Ambient, jazz, house, või miski... misiganes see on, ärakandumine
on mõnus:
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Mannu - 11-05-2019 20:56
Keegi siin eespool linkis ühe Orbi loo, ja jäingi Orbi kuulama (Carbon Based Lifeformi ka). See lugu on mõõõnus: Spanish Castles in Space:
Kosmos on küll, aga hispaania kindlused? ... venekeelne tekst loodusfilmist särtsukalade elektriorganitest ... mõnus segu siiski.
Antud versiooni juures on ka huvitava kunstniku pilt, kelle tööd on sünged, pisut psühhootilised ja väga unenäolised. Filipiinide kunstnik Michael Vincent Manalo: https://www.saatchiart.com/account/artworks/115634
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - säga - 15-05-2019 10:14
nostalgia
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Farh0EtDBNM
reaalsus on parim ja ausam õpetaja
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Minaelan - 17-05-2019 14:14
Eurovisiooni üks huvitavamaid lugusid -Spirit In The Sky:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50WutSRykdE&fbclid=IwAR1SuAu0BSJlYwt44vFmnCE3iGvnbzWadLFYTLsvWTA4dwwppEZYfW69leU
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Minaelan - 20-05-2019 15:00
(17-05-2019 14:14 )Minaelan Kirjutas: Eurovisiooni üks huvitavamaid lugusid -Spirit In The Sky:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50WutSRykdE&fbclid=IwAR1SuAu0BSJlYwt44vFmnCE3iGvnbzWadLFYTLsvWTA4dwwppEZYfW69leU
Ka Euroopa rahvas valis ta oma parimaks. Selles laulus on oma x-faktor olemas. KEiiNO koosneb Norra-Saami lauljatest ja bändi kuuluvad Fred Buljo, Alexandra Rotan ja Tom Hugo.
https://www.norden.ee/et/meist/uudised/item/8573-saami-muusik-niillas-holmberg-joig-on-meie-aastatuhandete-vanune-parimus-mis-vahepeal-tunnistati-patuks
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 20-05-2019 15:43
Meeldiv on avastada, et Maxima kauplustes mõnikord sellist mõnusat diipi saundi kõlab: