| Sabaton – Uprising Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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i really love this song, generally i love Sabaton, they're one of the most known metal bands in Poland. we even listened their songs on history lessons. : ) and when you hear "Warszawa" from someone not from Poland it sometimes sounds really funny, Sabaton sang it great. by the way, it's very... literal song, without too much metaphores. not hard to understand. |
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| Rasputina – Herb Girls Of Birkenau Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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I'm from Poland, so about Birkenau (I prefer polish 'Brzezinka', it sounds better) we are learning from earliest years of our lives. I agree, it was so insane ant unfair for those people... Actually, the "experiment" from PCExLOVExMUSIC's comment was called "wąż" ("hose"). they tied people to pillars (on winter only) and doused them from fire hoses. Also, they were cutting deeply young girls and putting into herbs, glass, plastic and all that rubbish, then stitched it. it was really insane (they was saying that "it was only for medic and for good of The Third Reich") and i think these poor girls from song are victims of that torture (oh, sorry, "experiment"). And CrimsonTears is right, but only in half... Sometimes at showers they were really cleaned, sometimes it wos Zyclon B... They never knew, people who survived Auschwitz are always telling "we never knew - was it life or was it death this day...?". I think narrator is one of those persons and it's really touching. Her friends survived or they was killed? Ran or were catched? God, I hate Nazi soooo much. And please, NEVER tell anyone "it was Polish concentration camps"... It was Nazist, came from The Third Reich... |
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| Closterkeller – Senne Macanki Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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My translation of that song: I'm coming from you dream, I'm wearing what you want. You hear my voice, quiet 'kuku'... I'm stretching like sleepy keety. Something like fire is in your eyes, Tell only one word and blood will disappear. My stripping is fake, my touch is fake, running blood is fake, my love is fake, too. Oh, no, oh, no - I'm not real. But you want it, you want it as much as you can. I'm really not real. On fishing rod of looks, Into web of words I'm angling cool fish at day. (in this three verses are lots and lots of polish idioms, i don't think i translated it right) Night is showing your other side and so strong shame is disappearing, and there's no mum which is telling 'no', and you can be yourself - do with me all what you want! My stripping is fake, my touch is... |
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