A Music Thread

[self biased]

i never understood how anyone could like System of a Down after that first album.

[Bereta_Eder]

one of the best lives to be watched e-v-e-r

sadly the guitarist's last name (malakian) sounds precauriously close to w@nker for any fame to endure here.

[Bereta_Eder]

[C0ckney]

[Meticulous Man]

[Meticulous Man]

[Meticulous Man]

ERIKA

On the heath, there blooms a little flower
and it's called Erika.
Eagerly doted on by a hundred thousand little bees,
do swarm all over this Erika.
For her heart is full of sweetness,
a tender scent escapes her blossom-gown.
On the heath, there blooms a little flower
and it's called Erika.

Back at home, there lives a little maiden
and she's called Erika.
That girl is my faithful little darling
and my joy, Erika!
When the heather blooms in a reddish purple,
I sing her this song in greeting.
On the heath, there blooms a little flower
and it's called Erika.

(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erika_%28song%29)

[Meticulous Man]

GIOVINEZZA ("YOUTH")

Hail, people of heroes,
Hail, immortal Fatherland,
Your sons were born again
With the faith and the Ideal.
Your warriors' valour,
Your pioneers' virtue,
Alighieri's vision,
Today shines in every heart

Youth, Youth,
Spring of beauty,
In the hardship of life
Your song rings and goes!

In the Italian borders,
Italians have been remade
Mussolini has remade them
For tomorrow's war,
For labour's glory,
For peace and for the laurel,
For the shame of those
Who repudiated our Fatherland

The poets and the artisans,
The lords and the countrymen,
With an Italian's pride
Swear fealty to Mussolini
No poor neighbourhood exists
That doesn't send its hordes
That doesn't unfurl the flags
Of redeeming Fascism

(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giovinezza)

[Meticulous Man]

[C0ckney]

[C0ckney]

[Meticulous Man]

THE SACRED WAR

Arise, vast country,
Arise for a fight to the death
Against the dark fascist forces,
Against the cursed hordes.

Chorus: (2x)
Let noble wrath
Boil over like a wave!
This is the peoples' war,
a sacred war!

We shall repulse the oppressors
Of all ardent ideas.
The rapists and the plunderers,
The torturers of people.

Chorus

The black wings shall not dare
Fly over the Motherland,
On her spacious fields
The enemy shall not dare tread!

Chorus

We shall drive a bullet into the forehead
Of the rotten fascist filth,
We shall build a solid coffin
For the scum of humanity!

Chorus (2x)

(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sacred_War)

[Meticulous Man]

[Meticulous Man]

[self biased]

SAY BONECRUSHER, PLEASE DON'T CRUSH MY BONES!