Tραγούδια με μυστηριακή ατμόσφαιρα και "παράξενους" στίχους

[Archangel]

World Of Make Believe Lyrics


On golden wings
She flies at night
With her dress
It's blinding white
Countless diamonds
And her long blonde hair
The queen is coming
So you better be aware
Her plums and flowers
They are never the same
Blue and silver
It's all her game
Flying dragons
And enchanted woods
She decides, she creates
It's her reality

In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory

Unicorns appear in her sight
The fireflies lead her trough these woods at night
In search of the legendary amulet
And it's secret
In the big oak there is a door
Which will lead her
To the wizard shore
And she'll ask him
For the wind to sail her home
To the world where she belongs

In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
In this world of endless fantasy
She makes it happen
It's her reality

In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
In this world of endless fantasy
She makes it happen
It's her reality

Μπορεί να μην είναι ακριβώς μυστηριακό ή με παράξενους στίχους αλλά είναι καλό.

[Drymonia]

Και τώρα, όπως σας υποσχέθηκα, ένα παρασυνθηματικό τραγούδι από τους Skid Row..





He likes to keep it cool,
And breaking all of he rules
But you know he’s doin’ the best he can.
And his wife leave by soon in his handmade boots,


Mr. De-Luxe is that kind of man.
Ah, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, wow.


He never has a fag
Though his C-top Jag
Cost more than I’d like to say.
He’s got a country house
That really knocks you out
You ought to see it on a clear blue day.

He's got all a man can need,
And he never tried speed.
He likes to play it straight along the line.
He's got a wife and three kids
And a band named Skid,
And the way he makin' bread all the time.


We were days on the road,
And he made it with a Fleetwood Mac band.
And if you knew him well,
You could easily tell
How Mr. De-Luxe is that kind of man.
Ooah, all-right.
How-how.


He brought us over here
And bought us all new gear,
And told us just what we'd have to do.
You've got to go down well,
Ring some bells,
But do only what appeals to you.

So we did our best,
And now you know the rest.
And they're proud of us back in Ireland.
The chance of the guy who never wears a tie,
Mr. De-Luxe, he's that kind of man, oh.
Wow, wow,

I can't hear you, can't hear you, oh.
Oh.

[agaliarep]

Όταν μπήκα το πρωί είδα ένα τραγούδι… έτσι νομίζω δηλαδή.
Μετά δεν το είδα, αλλά υποθέτω ότι αξίζει να μπει μια και είναι αρκετά μεταφυσικό.

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long years
Stole many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made

I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me


Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste!

Use all your well-learned politicise
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah


Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah

But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down


Oh yeah, get on down

Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame

Oh, yeah

What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

[agaliarep]

Και φυσικά ποτέ δεν θα μπορούσαν να λειψουν οι Pink Floyd...

Song:Sheep.
Album:Animals

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.
You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real.
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now things are really what they seem.
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth my soul.
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
When cometh the day we lowly ones,
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate,
Lo, we shall rise up,
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

[agaliarep]

Song:Brain Damage
Album: Dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

[agaliarep]

Song:Eclipse
Album: Dark side of the moon


All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

[agaliarep]

Και ένα παρεξηγημένο τραγουδάκι των Hawkwind πολύ πιο μεταφυσικό απο πολλά άλλα...


Song: Hassan I Sabha (Assassins Of Allah)


hashish hashin
hashish hashin
hashish hashin
hashish hashin
hashish hashin
hashish hashin
hashish hashin

black september
black september
black september
black september
black september
black september
black september

death unto all infidels in oil.
guide us o thou genie of the smoke.
lead us to a thousand and one nights.
in the perfumed gardens of delight.

petro dollar
petro dollar
petro dollar
petro dollar
petrol d'allah
petrol d'allah
petrol d'allah
(petro dollar)

it is written
in the soul of the desert
it is written
in signs in the stars
it is written
in the sands of the hour-glass
it is written
it is written
in the eye of the falcon
it is written
in the shade of the scorpion
it is written
in the wealth of the sun
it is written
it is written
man's truth is a mirage
it is written
that death's an oasis
it is written
for all unbelievers
it is written
it is written

[agaliarep]

Song: Master Of The Universe

I am the centre of this universe
The wind of time is blowing through me
And it's all moving relative to me,
It's all a figment of my mind
In a world that I've designed
I'm charged with cosmic energy
Has the world gone mad or is it me?
I am the creator of this universe
And all that it was meant to be
So that we might learn to see
This foolishness that lives in us
And stupidity that we must suss
How to banish from our minds
If you call this living I must be blind.

[Drymonia]

Και μετά από τους ωραίους ξένους στοίχους, πάμε και σε Ελληνικούς..

Σωκράτης Μάλαμας - Μετάξι

Γυάλινη πόλη κι ένας άνεμος αλάνι,
σκόνη στους πάγκους, στις βιτρίνες και στα ράφια,
γίναν τα τάστα της κιθάρας μου ξυράφια,
κι εσύ έχεις χρόνια να κατέβεις στο λιμάνι.

Σαν το διαμάντι το γυαλί μ' έχει χαράξει,
ήρθα και φεύγω μ' αδειανά τα δυο μου χέρια,
θέλει αστέρι μου ατέλειωτα νυχτέρια,
να γίνει η κάμπια χρυσαλίδα και μετάξι.

Λερά σεντόνια σε δωμάτια νοικιασμένα,
Άργος, Μυκήνες, Σαντορίνη και Μαντείο,
όλη η ζωή μου καλώς ήρθες και αντίο,
σκόρπια στιχάκια σε πακέτα πεταμένα.

Σαν το διαμάντι το γυαλί μ' έχει χαράξει,
ήρθα και φεύγω μ' αδειανά τα δυο μου χέρια,
θέλει αστέρι μου ατέλειωτα νυχτέρια,
να γίνει η κάμπια χρυσαλίδα και μετάξι.

Μορφές αγίων σ' έναν τοίχο μαυρισμένο,
στον Ιορδάνη τους τα λόγια μου βαφτίζω,
βλέπω τα αρώματα, τα χρώματα μυρίζω,
κι όλο προσμένω σ' ένα πλοίο βυθισμένο.

Σαν το διαμάντι το γυαλί μ' έχει χαράξει,
ήρθα και φεύγω μ' αδειανά τα δυο μου χέρια,
θέλει αστέρι μου ατέλειωτα νυχτέρια,
να γίνει η κάμπια χρυσαλίδα και μετάξι.

[xontro_mpizeli]

Δεν μπορούνε να λείπουν από την κατηγόρια αυτή οι πολυαγαπημένοι μου τα τελευταία χρόνια Blackmore's Night ! Η μουσική τους σε ταξιδεύει σε μυθικούς κόσμους με ερωτικές ιστορίες . Φυσικά δεν λείπουν το μυστήριο κ το "μεταφυσικό" που είναι εμφανή στοιχεία στα τραγούδια τους. Νεράιδες, ξωτικά, μυθικά πλάσματα κ μέρη είναι μερικά από τα στοιχεία που διακρίνουν τα τραγούδια τους. Άλλωστε, ο ίδιος ο Ritchie Blackmore αποκαλεί τη μουσική του "αναγεννησιακή". Χαρακτηριστικό παράδειγμα είναι της μουσικής που παίζουν είναι ότι επιλέγουν πάντα να παίζουν σε μεσαιωνικούς χώρους ή κάστρα στην ανάλογη πάντα ατμόσφαιρα. Μάλιστα, προτρέπουν κ το κοινό τους που θα τους δει να είναι ... ντυμένο ανάλογα!

Για περισσότερες πληροφορίες επισκεφτείτε το site τους στο :

http://www.blackmoresnight.com .

Υ.Γ: Τον Σεπτέμβρη θα επισκεφτούμε τη χώρα μας για μοναδικές συναυλίες.

Παραθέτω λενα τραγούδι τους για να πάρετε μια γεύση :

Magical World


I called your name out loud in the courtyard,

The crystal I held was like an old friend
The vines crawled the walls
The wind held its breath
But the answer I longed for never came...

Your name, they had said,
was cursed beyond measure,
The families at odds fought with poisoned tongues
And yet through the dark
Of blind, bitter hate,
Broke a glittering light of two lover's fate...

Walls built between us,
Miles seperate us,
Yet in our hearts, we share the same dream...
Feelings so strong,
We just must carry on,
On to our Magical World...

Destiny called them like a silver poem
They followed the dance 'till the music died out...
Last time they met was on an earth bed
Both knowing they'd meet again in the light...

Walls built between us,
Miles seperate us,
Yet in our hearts, we share the same dream...
Feelings so strong,
We just must carry on,
On to our Magical World...

In our Magical World.. In our Magical World...

Fear not, dear Juliet, your Romeo's calling
He's waiting for you at the end of the song,
This world was too cruel... for lovers like you,
But here in our hearts you'll always live on