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Ache
01:39
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Have you ever held something
until your hands were aching?
And then let it go and watched it fall
And listened it’s breaking?
My head is full of painfull thoughts
My heart whisper me your actions are wrong
I don’t want to go where my feet goes
It looks correct, but who knows?
Is it right to calm a fire inside?
Is it wrong to open your heart wide?
Is it right to quit your strife?
Is it wrong to enjoy your life?
The struggle inside
The apathy outside
We got lost between
The meaning of wrong an right
Never cease your fight
And you’ll never gave up the ghost
Never keep inside the words
Is it right to calm a fire inside?
Is it wrong to open your heart wide?
Is it right to quit your strife?
Is it wrong to enjoy your life?
You’re on your own against this senseless world
Where all the same
Where all are cold
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Цей біль
01:14
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Цей біль - як алкоголь агоній,
як вимерзлий до хрусту жаль.
Передруковуйте прокльони
і переписуйте печаль.
Давно забуто, що є - жити,
і що є - світ, і що є - ти.
У власне тіло увійти
дано лише несамовитим.
А ти і далі сатаній,
ти і далі сатаній, допоки
помреш, відчувши власні кроки
на сивій голові своїй.
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Я точно знаю
02:05
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Ти набрид, зупинись.
Ти ні на що не здатен.
Ти наївний – залиш.
Скільки можеш собі брехати?
Досить. Чуєш?
Слідуй порядку.
Йди в ногу.
Маєш зразок.
Ти платник податку
Часу в якому живеш.
Ти нічого не зміниш,
А тому відпусти.
Нехай
Всі живуть і ти зможеш
За течією пливсти.
Я точно знаю що…
Я щиро вірю в це.
Нехай кажуть брехня
За спиною чи в лице. (х4)
(Я відчуваю)
Що є щирість, що є справедливість,
Що є добро в серцях як визначальна властивість.
Що існує любов чиста як перший сніг,
Що програєш лиш тоді коли зробив більше ніж міг
Що праця – рабство! Коли дзвінок до дзвінка,
Що байдуже де ми є, в яких країнах/містах
Бо все єдине. Що посмішка, мрії - не страх.
Наповнять душі так, що буде блиск в очах.
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Cranky Old Man
02:27
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Cranky Old Man What do you see nurses?
What do you see?
What are you thinking when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man,not very wise, Uncertain of habit with far away eyes?
Who dribbles his food and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice I do wish you'd try!
Who seems not to notice the things that you do.
And forever is losing a sock or a shoe?
Who, resisting or not lets you do as you will.
With bathing and feeding The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten with a father and mother.
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover he'll meet
A groom soon at Twenty my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows that I promised to keep
At Twenty-Five, now I have young of my own
Who need me to guide and a secure save home
I'm now an old man and nature is cruel
It's jest to make old age look like a fool
The body, it crumbles grace and vigour, depart
There is now a stone where I once had a heart
But inside this old carcass
A young man still dwells
And now and again my battered heart swells
I remember the joys I remember the pain
And I'm loving and living life over again
I think of the years, all too few gone too fast
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last
So open your eyes, people open and see
Not a cranky old man
Look closer . see . ME!
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Dead Sure Ivano Frankivsk, Ukraine
Andrii Os - drums
Oleh Popadiuk - guitar
Eugene Yurkiv - vocals
Ksyusha Zakharova - bass guitar/vocals
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