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Узрела имя Честертона и упоминание Enigma и захотелось к вам присоединиться ;-)
А, помните, у Честертона "The Song of Elf"? Я влюбилась в нее с первого прочтения...
Blue-eyed was Elf the minstrel,
With womanish hair and ring,
Yet heavy was his hand on sword,
Though light upon the string.
And as he stirred the strings of the harp
To notes but four or five,
The heart of each man moved in him
Like a babe buried alive.
And they felt the land of the folk-songs
Spread southward of the Dane
And they heard the good Rhine flowing
In the heart of all Allemagne.
They felt the land of the folk-songs,
Where the gifts hang on the tree,
Where the girls give ale at morning
And the tears come easily.
The mighty people, womanlike,
That have pleasure in their pain;
As he sang of Balder beautiful,
Whom the heavens loved in vain.
As he sang of Balder beautiful,
Whom the heavens could not save,
Till the world was like a sea of tears
And every soul a wave.
'There is always a thing forgotten
When all the world goes well
A thing forgotten, as long ago
When the gods forgot the mistletoe,
And soundless as an arrow of snow
The arrow of anguish fell.
'The thing on the blind side of the heart,
On the wrong side of the door;
The green plant groweth, menacing
Almighty lovers in the spring;
There is always a forgotten thing,
And love is not secure.'
У Энигмы нравится очень многое, в том числе и это:
Return To Innocence
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion.
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion.
Don't be afraid to be weak
Don't be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny.
Don't care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don't give up and use the chance
To return to innocence.
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
Don't care what people say
Follow just your own way
Follow just your own way
Don't give up, don't give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny.
А еще Эния. На меня многие ее песни оказывают огромное впечатление. Они, действительно, проникают в самое сердце... Ну, напрмер:
Exile
Cold as the northern winds,
in December mornings.
Cold is the cry that rings,
from this far distant shove.
Winter has come too late.
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
all these fears deep inside.
Course:
I'll wait the singns to come.
I'll find a way.
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.
My light shall be the moon
and my path - the ocean.
My guide - the morning star,
as I sail home to you.
Course
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat.
I will sail home to you.
Или:
Fallen Embers
Once as my heart remember
All the stars were fallen embers
Once when night seemed forever
I was with you
Once in the care of morning
In the air was all belonging
Once when that day was dawning
I was with you
How far we are from morning
How far are we
And the stars shining through the darkness...
...Falling in the air
Once, as the night was leaving
Into us our dreams were worth living
Once, all dreams were worth keeping
I was with you
Once, when our hearts
...were singing...I was with you
Ну, и, конечно, "May It Be", но это текст всем знаком ;-)
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