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    Îáðàùåííûé Èçáðàííûé Àâàòàð äëÿ Satanis
    Ðåãèñòðàöèÿ
    09.12.2008
    Ñîîáùåíèé
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    Ïî óìîë÷àíèþ



    Íà÷àëüíàÿ ïåñíÿ èç àíèìå âîë÷èé äîæäü.

    Îðèãèíàë òåêñòà ïåñíè:

    Stray! Stray!
    In the cold breeze that I walk along
    The memories of generations burn within me
    Been forever since I cried the pain and sorrow
    I live and die, proud of my people gaining
    I'm here standing at the edge
    Starin up at where the moon should be
    Stray!
    No regrets 'cause I got nothin to lose
    Ever stray!
    So I'm gonna live my life as I choose
    Until I fall..
    Stray! Stray!
    Stray! Stray!
    In the white freeze, I never spoke of tears
    Or opened up to anyone including myself
    I would like to find a way to open to you
    Been awhile, don't know if I remember how to
    I'm here waiting on the edge
    Would I be alright showing myself to you?
    It's always been so hard to do..
    Stray!
    No regrets 'cause I got nothin to lose
    Ever stray!
    So I'm gonna live my life as I choose
    Until I fall...
    Stray! Stray!
    Stray! Stray!
    Stray! Stray!
    Is there a place left there for me
    Somewhere that I belong
    Or will I always live this way... ?
    Always stray
    No regrets 'cause I got nothin to lose
    Ever stray!
    So I'm gonna live my life as I choose
    Cause all things fall
    Stray! Stray!
    Stray! Stray!
    Stray! Stray!
    Stray...

    Ìîé ïåðåâîä:

    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!

    Â õîëîäíîì áðèçå ÿ èäó ïî
    âîñïîìèíàíèÿì î ïîêîëåíèè ðîæä¸ííûì ñî ìíîé.
    Ýòî îñòàíåòñÿ íàâñåãäà, ïîêà ÿ ïëà÷ó îò áîëè è ïå÷àëè.
    ß æèë è óìåð, ãîðäûé çà äîñòèæåíèÿ äðóçåé.
    ß çäåñü. ß ñòîþ íà êðàþ.
    Ïðèñòàëüíî ñìîòðÿ òóäà, ãäå äîëæíà áûòü ëóíà.


    Ñêèòàëåö!
    Íèêàêîãî ñîæàëåíèÿ, ïîòîìó ÷òî ìíå íå÷åãî òåðÿòü.
    Ñêèòàëåö íàâåê!
    ß ïðîæèë ñâîþ æèçíü ñîãëàñíî âûáîðó,
    Ïåðåä òåì êàê óïàñòü…
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!

    Â áåëîì ìîðîçå, ÿ íèêîãäà íå ãîâîðèë î ñëåçàõ
    Èëè îòêðûâàëñÿ êîìó-òî, êòî ñäåðæèâàë ìåíÿ.
    ß õî÷ó íàéòè ïóòü, ÷òî - áû îñâîáîäèòü òåáÿ.
    Íåíàäîëãî íå çíàëè, ÷òî áóäåò, åñëè ÿ âñïîìíþ êàêîâî ýòî.
    ß æäó íà êðàþ.
    Âñ¸ áóäåò õîðîøî, åñëè òû óçíàåøü ìåíÿ ëó÷øå?
    Ýòî âñåãäà î÷åíü òÿæåëî ñäåëàòü…


    Ñêèòàëåö!
    Íèêàêîãî ñîæàëåíèÿ, ïîòîìó ÷òî ìíå íå÷åãî òåðÿòü.
    Ñêèòàëåö íàâåê!
    ß ïðîæèë ñâîþ æèçíü ñîãëàñíî âûáîðó,
    Ïåðåä òåì êàê óïàñòü…
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!

    Ýòî ìåñòî äëÿ ìåíÿ.
    Ãäå-òî çäåñü ìî¸ ìåñòî.
    Èëè ÿ äîëæåí âñåãäà èäòè ïî ýòîìó ïóòè…?
    Íàâñåãäà ñêèòàëåö.
    Íèêàêîãî ñîæàëåíèÿ, ïîòîìó ÷òî ìíå íå÷åãî òåðÿòü.
    Ñêèòàëåö íàâåê!
    ß ïðîæèë ñâîþ æèçíü ñîãëàñíî âûáîðó,
    Ïîòîìó ÷òî, âñå ñîâñåì íå âå÷íî…
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!
    Ñêèòàëåö! Ñêèòàëåö!
    Ñêèòàëåö…

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    Tell Me What The Rain Knows

    Tell me what the rain knows

    O are these the Tears of Ages

    That wash away the Wolf's Way

    And leave not a trace of the day?

    Tell me what the rain knows

    O is this the flood of fortune

    That pours itself upon me?

    O see how I drown in this sea

    Hark, hear the howl that eats the moon alive

    Your fur is on fire

    The smoke turns the whole sky raven black

    And the world upon your back will crack

    Where will you go

    Now you've no home?

    Let the rain wash away your last days

    Ïåðåâîä:

    Ñêàæèòå Ìíå, ×òî Çíàåò Äîæäü,
    Ãîâîðÿò ìíå, ÷òî äîæäü çíàåò
    O, îíè - Ñëåçû Âîçðàñòîâ,
    Êîòîðûå ñìûâàþò Ïóòü Âîëêà
    È îñòàâëÿþò íå ñëåä äíÿ?
    Ñêàæèòå ìíå, ÷òî äîæäü çíàåò
    O, ýòî - íàâîäíåíèå ñîñòîÿíèÿ,
    Êîòîðîå ëüåò ñåáÿ íà ìåíÿ?
    O âèäÿò, êàê ÿ òîíó â ýòîì ìîðå,
    Ïðèñëóøèâàþòñÿ, ñëûøàò çàâûâàíèå, êîòîðîå åñò ëóíó, æèâóþ,
    Âàø ìåõ íàõîäèòñÿ â îãíå,
    Äûì ïîâîðà÷èâàåò öåëîãî ÷åðíîãî âîðîíà íåáà,
    È ìèð íà Âàøó ñïèíó ðàñêîëåòñÿ,
    Êóäà Âû ïîéäåòå Òåïåðü, ó Âàñ íåò íèêàêîãî äîìà?
    Ïîçâîëüòå äîæäþ ñìûâàòü Âàøè ïðîøëûå äíè
    Ïîñëåäíèé ðàç ðåäàêòèðîâàëîñü Satanis; 17.04.2009 â 12:15.

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