Iron Maiden
Brave New World, 2000
08. The Nomad
[9:06] (Murray, Harris)
Like a mirage riding on the desert sand
Like a vision floating with the desert winds
Know the secret of the ancient desert lands
Your are the keeper of the mystery in your hands
Nomad, rider of the ancient East
Nomad, rider that men know the least
Nomad, where you come from no one knows
Nomad, where you go to no one tells
Undercover of the veil of your disguise
The men that fear you are the ones that you despise
No one's certain what your future will behold
You're a legend your own story will be told
Nomad, rider of the ancient East
Nomad, rider that men know the least
Nomad, where you come from no one knows
Nomad, where you go to no one tells
No one dares to even look or glance your way
Your reputation goes before you they all say
Like a spirit that can disappear at will
Many claim of things but no one's seen you kill
Nomad, you're the rider so mysterious
Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us
Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands
No man's ever understood your genius
(2:56 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
(3:19 – Solo: Janick Gers)
(3:34 – Solo: Dave Murray)
Those who see you in horizon desert sun
Those who fear your reputation hide or run
You send before you a mystique that's all your own
Your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone
Nomad, you're the rider so mysterious
Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us
Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands
No man's ever understood your genius
Legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue
But no one spoke to you and lived to tell the tale
Some may say that you have killed a hundred men
Others say that you have died and live again
Nomad, you're the rider so mysterious
Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us
Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands
No man's ever understood your genius
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PS
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Днешната песен
Аз пък ще ви поздравя с едно стихотворение на Бодлер : Покана за пътешествие - ама и него не мога да намеря в нета ....
Нищо не откривам днес !
Invitation to the Voyage
My child mistress/mother sister/dream
How acceptable all things would be
Were we to live in that land where
The slow and the long, short and the strong
Die in the dance of being less than one another
In a perpetual summer of imageless desire.
Flagellated and forgotten suns
Drink in the step of my azure lost skies
And move to mysterylessness our chemical miseries
Within which the treadling eyes of indefiniteness
Are no more than the tears of the damned.
Take from my heart, a platinum measure
Free of solitude's false grace
And awkward adolescent pleasures.
Here is the furniture
That caresses the dust of the years
And counts the wrinkled set into the brain
On fingers that have made their own doom.
Evil the eyes that look back at us in dreams,
Evil the touch of the deaths that have not loved us
Evil the sorrow which shelters itself from release
And the evils accumulate
Leaving us idle and alone
Though an Eastern splendor,
An Eastern hatred of the idea of loss
Eddies in the river of slime
That has not won us.
Hidden from the waves in still canals
We sit in a small boat that refuses
To set forth.
To satisfy need,
To accommodate our need of forever,
We sit in the boat
And wait for a clearer sky,
A more propitious moment to launch
While thinking of Cortez'
Miraculous slaughter of and victory over
The children of the sun.
— Will Schmitz
Нищо не откривам днес !
Invitation to the Voyage
My child mistress/mother sister/dream
How acceptable all things would be
Were we to live in that land where
The slow and the long, short and the strong
Die in the dance of being less than one another
In a perpetual summer of imageless desire.
Flagellated and forgotten suns
Drink in the step of my azure lost skies
And move to mysterylessness our chemical miseries
Within which the treadling eyes of indefiniteness
Are no more than the tears of the damned.
Take from my heart, a platinum measure
Free of solitude's false grace
And awkward adolescent pleasures.
Here is the furniture
That caresses the dust of the years
And counts the wrinkled set into the brain
On fingers that have made their own doom.
Evil the eyes that look back at us in dreams,
Evil the touch of the deaths that have not loved us
Evil the sorrow which shelters itself from release
And the evils accumulate
Leaving us idle and alone
Though an Eastern splendor,
An Eastern hatred of the idea of loss
Eddies in the river of slime
That has not won us.
Hidden from the waves in still canals
We sit in a small boat that refuses
To set forth.
To satisfy need,
To accommodate our need of forever,
We sit in the boat
And wait for a clearer sky,
A more propitious moment to launch
While thinking of Cortez'
Miraculous slaughter of and victory over
The children of the sun.
— Will Schmitz
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,—
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do
If bees are few.
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do
If bees are few.
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Дядо Капинчо
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Re: Днешната песен
Ти както всичко ти е на мах, да не ти се наложи да пренавиваш двигателя.Dark Angel написа:
благодарско
след малко ще подкарам на мах и ще си я пусна
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Dark Angel
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Re: Днешната песен
Капинчо написа: Ти както всичко ти е на мах, да не ти се наложи да пренавиваш двигателя.
това диво животно, мощ и ярост в изобилие
звездите са огромни
и една почти пълна луна виси в небето
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Дядо Капинчо
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Re: Днешната песен
Ти си знаеш, ма според мен не е гот все на мах. Трябва малко динамика, пиано (не за свирене), пианисимо. Иначе просто ти оглушават сетивата като в техно дискотека.Dark Angel написа:
това диво животно, мощ и ярост в изобилие
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Dark Angel
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Re: Днешната песен
виж, то има неща дето се правят и нежно и дивоКапинчо написа: Ти си знаеш, ма според мен не е гот все на мах. Трябва малко динамика, пиано (не за свирене), пианисимо. Иначе просто ти оглушават сетивата като в техно дискотека.
то и с колите е така - понякога я галиш и тя мърка като котенце
понякога на макс и е див звяр
а техно дискотеките са чудесно място
особено из Германия
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Дядо Капинчо
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Re: Днешната песен
Ако ми потрябва за нещо антипод, вече знам, че имам.Dark Angel написа:
а техно дискотеките са чудесно място
особено из Германия
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Dark Angel
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Re: Днешната песен
Капинчо написа: Ако ми потрябва за нещо антипод, вече знам, че имам.
това ми хареса
много