| Milla – Rocket Collecting Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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A german translation. I thought it was easier to understand for me, translated: Deutsche Übersetzung: Raketen sammelnder Staub [sic: Weltall], Verborgen vor all der Erinnerung, Gewaschen in Aufregung und Rost. Wartet auf dich und mich, Ihn zu besitzen. Beobachtet dich, wie du in den Himmel eintauchst. Dabei erhellen sich all deine bösen Träume, Bis sie schreiend sich entzünden, In die Nacht hinein. Und wir gereinigt entfliehen. [chorus:] Ich wünschte ich wäre halb elektronisch. Die letzten Fetzen Haut sind im süßen Sonnenlicht. Und ich wurde zu diesem lachenden, knurrenden Monster, Als ich zu sah, wie die Mauern fielen, Als ich zu sah, wie die Mauern fielen, wie Sterne. Zur Hälfte gesunken, erreiche ich deine Insel in der Nacht. Angespült, verwirrt an diesen Steinen. Ein prachtvolles Wrack, zerschmettert, Um hier zu liegen, für die nächsten 600 Jahre. Der Sturm wird über Meile [sic: sich erstreckend] hier draußen spielen, auf beiden [sic: allen] Seiten. Also sag mir [sic: zum Sturm]: Wer hat Dominosteine? Doch du musst deine Blitze draussen lassen. [chorus] Das Unkraut erreicht die Kronen der Bäume. [Namen von Sternen]: Proximus Centauri... ?Peppermint star?... Prosarion... GX...Andromeda... Syrius... Aquarius... ?shoe?... G51/15...Antares... F????...... [chorus] Sterne, Sterne... Sterne, Sterne... Sterne, Sterne... Sterne, Sterne... [Milla flüstert Dinge.] |
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| Milla – Rocket Collecting Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Every interpretation is individual, so I try my best: It's basically a space ship trip, wich stands for ...[insert personal goal/drea] reaching something important to you... something like that. And how the way to getting there is hard and full of ... you know... hardness. But at the end you will way out harder and wiser! Laughting in the face of the storm! I'm austrian, so please excuse my english. Rocket collecting dust > outer space / universe ... seen from distance it looks like piles of dust... and it sure is rocket collecting > I think it's not the rocket, wich is collecting dust, because then the song 'd be titled rocket...probably.. > and it's about the collecting of rockets Hidden from all memory > this one is hard... it's about that we don't think about it, that we are a part of the universe, but we are > or we have forgotten that we come from outer space/ are made from it Bathed in outrage and rust > there is always a lot of outrage about the universe... and rust? well, it's old i think Waiting for you and me To own it > the universe is waiting for us to conquer it! Watch you as you douse the ceiling > you just started your rocket and you are now breaking threw the clouds Light up all the evil dreams Till they ignite screaming into the night > so, when a rocket is breaking threw the clouds there are flames around the rocket, friction-heat and stuff > this is the point of a rocket-flight i could imangine, where it's most probably that something goes wrong > but the flames are all your EVIL DREAMS > and they are burning until THEY IGNITE SCREAMING ... the loud sound of the burning-fast rocket And we run away clean > and after you're threw, in space, the rocket is clean again... cleaned of all the bad things that could have happend [CHORUS] I wish I was half electronic The last shreds of skin are in the sweet sunlight > so with your "rocket" you managed escape from friggin' earth > you just got there with the help of your technology > wich makes you wish to be also "electronic", a mashine, wich is abe to do such great things > and you are but a human And I've turned into this smiling, snarling monster As I watch the walls descend As I watch the walls descend like stars > you have done it! you reached your goal and left the world/walls/problems behind > you watch them disapear/descent > you feel powerful, more powerful, than ever in your life perhabs? >>> this now is highly speculative: in the past you've had some monster/problems chasing you, they had power over you >>> because you feared them. now you are above them. they can't reach you. you are now powerful...like a monster. > that makes you smile Half submersed I reach your island at night >so after some hard travel you reach HIS (= your goal, important person, something like that... don't really know) island Washed up tangled on these stones A gorgeous wreck crashing To lay here for the next 600 years > you are exhausted by your travel, can't move any more >>> for me it's still a calmed, rlaxed and happy feeling... i'll explain later The storm will play out there for miles on every side So tell me who's got the dominoes But you'll have to leave your lightning outside > so the dang (solar)-storm is raging!!! > but you know you can't do anything about it. you are finished. > but you have accomplished so much!!! that's why you keep your cool and > tell the raging storm: "You know what? We will be hanging here together for a long time... so bring out the dominoes" > "so we can play a little. wasting time. But if you do, don't stress around! and keep your lightings by yourself!" [CHORUS] The weeds reach the top of the trees > Time goes by. ---- at the end, you are finished, can't move anymore. But that dosn't make you sad. No. You have reached your goal. You left so many things behind! Be satisfied with what you achiefed! You have come so far. This sounds like a happy song now? Well the melancoly for me is still ther, because you end up finished, can't move. And the way is hard. Leaving everything behind is hard. Gonig all the way alone is har. Just you and the stars. ---- As eterNexus pointed out it's stars: my guesses have been: Proxima Centauri... ?Peppermint star?... Prosarion... GX...Andromeda... Sirius... Aquarius... ?shoe?... G51/15...Antares... F????...... ;-) |
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