Dreadful Shadows · Заметки

DS - моя любимая группа уже в течение лет эдак семи-восьми. Не знаю лучше способа превратить депрессию в меланхолию, чем вкатить в наушники погромче что-нибудь эдакое:

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Dusk

The leaves are drifting with the sunlight
Far away from here, like a ship into the void
The birds lapse into their last song
The final sounds die
And only dust remains on earth

No river will flow, no fire will burn - anymore
The wind has lost its power
Another piece of the universe is gone
Grey stones bury your will to live

Dusk

But now I stand here with my arms outstretched
Breathing clearest air
I've found everything I've lost before
And when I fall I fly in endless circles
Noone catches me, noone stops me anymore

Now the grey days are gone
And it's time to rest, to find myself
I was always searching for this
It's a kind of death, but you're not dead

Или вот ещё хорошая песня (обожаю!):

Homeless

Trying to forget all the words that wander 'round in my mind
Seeing no more goodness at all, it's only hatred I find
I don't want to be the bereaved of a forgotten world
And I don't want to lay me down to fall in endless sleep

I'm drying all my tears; I try to wipe away my sorrows and grief
Right now I'm walking to the land where I find the words that I can receive,
To a place where I can give and understand and forgive and forget
But I'm walking to nowhere, 'cos a place like that doesn't exist

Tell me why do I pray to the lord?
There is no beauty and passion in this world;
Why do I love you, why do I believe,
Why can't I go or slowly disappear?

Now I reached the point where I say I don't care anymore,
I'm sure I'll never find all the things I was looking for,
To hell with your promises, it's a lie
I am waiting for the end I'll get wings and then I'll fly...

Или вот ещё:

The Drowning Sun

The bare wall is damp, a layer of mould is covering every joint
The pipes are leaking, it's dripping onto my ragged bed
Minutes seem to be days and days are years, so what am I waiting for? Too many
things have changed, too many words have lost their sense
The days will be mine when rivers rise
But now I'm stumbling on the edge of our life
The last words to the drowning sun
The light was bright enough to believe
That we could lose ourselves in feelings, but we failed
The last words to the drowning sun

Today I reached the door with my last ounce of strength
It was like opening secret gates to another world
The first time I've seen the sun again, since you passed away
My life without you can't be a life - a waste of time

The days will be mine when rivers rise
But now I'm stumbling on the edge of our life
The last words to the drowning sun
The light was bright enough to believe
That we could lose ourselves in feelings, but we failed
The last words to the drowning sun

Короче, на разные случаи жизни есть. Музыка и тексты неизменно хорошие, качество ровное по всем альбомам. Послушаю такое, и на проблемы становится пофигу с высокой башни: они становятся такими мелкими и незначительными... Наступают покой и полная нирвана :-)