Re: Lidová tvořivost absinthem poznamenaná.
Napsal: stř 09. úno 2011 1:03:49
http://bandzone.cz/unfairytales - když tak nad tím přemýšlím a dívám se nahoru na skříň na řadu vypitých láhví tak asi celá moje tvorba s nimi musela mít s absinthem leccos společného. Ale už jsme se rozpadli, budu muset pořídit další láhve a vymyslet jiné písně:)
- Jednou jsem po několika sklenkách napsala uvítací píseň pro svůj byt, v kapele mi tenkrát neprošla ale třeba ji někdy někde ještě ztvárnim
Knights and demons
under my bed are
fighting in my name
bean sidhe living
down in my wardrobe
is the one to blame
Monsters in kitchen
keep smiling
and now I regret
for keeping dishes undone
all the king's men
try to put on stake my upset
and all the king's horses are gone...
Imps and fairies
sleep in the cupboard
drunk from milk with rum
Revenant spirits
In the name of your lords
help me to clean this scum!
Trolls in a bathroom are doom
for my mothers cream
now they wear even her hat
For many reasons its better to
take your dreams in
so welcome to my flat
All my demons
all over here are
hungry from their fight
Welcome stranger into my flat
I am glad you have acceppted our invite...
a pak je tu ještě taková lehce dětinská goth absithová říkanka kterou jsme jednoho podzimního večera v hospodě sepsali ve třech s houslistou z UT, dodnes ovšem netuším kdo byl ten Třetí
:
Green fairy, Green fairy
show me thy might
devour my soul and her
fear of the night
Geen fairy, green fairy
show me thy will
thy spirit will lead me
where my blood shall spill
Thujone in fine alcohol
cannot solve problems once and for all
and it s addictive, but what the heck
life is so easy when you see it through the bottle neck
Sparkles in glass, burns in your veins
it is there for you when nothing else remains
If you go down by every step
it's better then to take a break in green fairy's lap...
- Jednou jsem po několika sklenkách napsala uvítací píseň pro svůj byt, v kapele mi tenkrát neprošla ale třeba ji někdy někde ještě ztvárnim
Knights and demons
under my bed are
fighting in my name
bean sidhe living
down in my wardrobe
is the one to blame
Monsters in kitchen
keep smiling
and now I regret
for keeping dishes undone
all the king's men
try to put on stake my upset
and all the king's horses are gone...
Imps and fairies
sleep in the cupboard
drunk from milk with rum
Revenant spirits
In the name of your lords
help me to clean this scum!
Trolls in a bathroom are doom
for my mothers cream
now they wear even her hat
For many reasons its better to
take your dreams in
so welcome to my flat
All my demons
all over here are
hungry from their fight
Welcome stranger into my flat
I am glad you have acceppted our invite...
a pak je tu ještě taková lehce dětinská goth absithová říkanka kterou jsme jednoho podzimního večera v hospodě sepsali ve třech s houslistou z UT, dodnes ovšem netuším kdo byl ten Třetí
Green fairy, Green fairy
show me thy might
devour my soul and her
fear of the night
Geen fairy, green fairy
show me thy will
thy spirit will lead me
where my blood shall spill
Thujone in fine alcohol
cannot solve problems once and for all
and it s addictive, but what the heck
life is so easy when you see it through the bottle neck
Sparkles in glass, burns in your veins
it is there for you when nothing else remains
If you go down by every step
it's better then to take a break in green fairy's lap...