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Προεπιλογή Eloy, The Power and the Passion, 1975

Eloy, The Power and the Passion, 1975
Ένα μοναδικό “concept album” από τα ελάχιστα που έχουν κυκλοφορήσει διεθνώς.
Όλο το album είναι ουσιαστικά ένα τραγούδι-ιστορία, χωρισμένο σε ενότητες.

Journey Into 1358
In this lonely room
Where my father plays with science
On some hair-brained scheme
He lives in a dream
But he can't do much for me now

I've spent all my life
Eating knowledge at school
Driven hard to pass exams like a fool
But now they're all behind me
Success has come to remind me
Where do I go from here?

Hey, what's this, I'm disappearing
Seeing strange things, hey, what's happening?
I don't understand what it's meant to be
Is it something in my drink or is it me?

What are all these things around me
I'm coming down, I'm coming down
Surrealistic sights surround me
I'm coming down, I'm coming down
And who's that smart chick over there?
But they're old-fashioned clothes to wear!

Love Over Six Centuries
I'll tell you who I am and whence I came
It's not going to be easy to explain
My body has returned, my mind is all at sea
Will you tell me who you are
And where we're meant to be?

She answers in a gentle lilting style
Says little but speaks volumes with a smile
With a sparkle in her eye, she takes me by the hand
'Come with me, I'll answer all I can'.

Dialogue:
Jamie: April, 1358...Paris...I don't understand any more...
my name is Jamie...and mine is a strange story...
one which even I don't fully understand...my father is a scientist...
and he has been experimenting with time-eroding drugs...
well, I was sitting in his work-room...
it was late at night...
and I was thinking...you know, about me and my future...
'cause I've just left school...and I don't know what I want to do...
I must have somehow taken the drug... and landed up here.

Jeanne: My name is Jeanne....let me tell you my story...
my father owns many acres around here...
which are farmed by peasants...whom he rules with an iron hand...
the neighbouring landlord's even worse...
and I'm supposed to marry his son...
that's not my choice... you know the saying: 'Like father, like son'.

Jamie: Well, I see we've both got our problems... perhaps we can help each other...
I've got something here....lots of my friends smoke it...
I don't suppose you know it...
try it, it helps at times like these...

Jeanne: Oh, what a beautiful feeling...
everything's shimmering in the twilight...
look at that sunset...I've never seen such colours before...
it all seems suspended in eternity... I wish moments like these would last forever...
I'm not worried any more...
what are you thinking?

Jamie: I can't think at the moment...let's just enjoy it.

Somehow we must stay together
Lifelong friend, my lifelong friend Love like ours will last forever
Never end, and never end
We'll somehow wipe away our fears
And find a way to bridge the years.

Mutiny
Your father told me I can stay
But he mistrusts my unfamiliar ways:
He wants to use the things I've learnt
Six hundred years of knowledge sorely earned
But if we can stay together,
I don't mind the things he tells me:
Of defending him in mutiny, I don't care, if you're there, I don't care

On the farms they've made a stand
Against the hated iron hands, they're uniting
They're backed by everyone in town
And I must ride to beat them down,
how they're fighting:
But I understand their cause
To fight against the laws, they're right
I promised to the end and fight
The hatred's there in their eyes,
They'll break his might
it's no surprise if they do it:
But I must take the other side
And somehow learn to stand and fight
and come through it:
Though there's little chance
That I beat bow and lance, I must
Our love drives me on
For you're the only one I can trust.

Imprisonment
I'm sitting here in my empty cell,
it's dark and drab and damp.
They throw me crusts to eat
Drink water from the well.
I was playing my part in this dreadful war
when someone ran me through:
They bound me up in chains,
and that's the last I knew.

The guards are watching day and night
and they observe each move I make
I wonder if they'll let me out alive -
I know there's no way to escape

I know the feeling of dejection:
To be imprisoned for no crime
So God please take me out of here
You are my one hope at this time.

Why are those people shouting?
Is the battle lost or won?
Now the footsteps of the guards -
will my chains be tightened or undone?

Daylight
Daylight, back to daylight,
see the sun break through the trees
Daylight, back to daylight,
turning darkness into peace
Daylight, daylight, freedom once again
Daylight, daylight, farewell to the chains
Living can be easy if you take life in your stride
I see new horizons push my loneliness aside.

Thoughts of home
Though I don't want to play with magic
There's nothing else to do
I wish that I was home again, sitting there with you
I've heard that there across the valley
lives a weird old man possessed with devilry
in secrecy
The wise magician he alone
Can find a way to take us both back home.

The Zany Magician
Welcome to my catacomb, pull up a tomb, sit down
This is the brew, try it, it's new
I've been waiting for you, just you drink this...

The wings of a bat, the blood of a cat, the skin of a rat,
it does taste nice...

You'll forget where you've been,
forget what you've seen,
you won't feel a thing, you just
Drink it all down, your heart will pound,
see you around,
HAVE A PLEASANT JOURNEY!

Back into the present
Back into the present, it's different since I've been away:
War and desolation, it's getting worse with every day
Even back in 1358,
people had to fight to keep things straight.
Waiting in the disco, tell my friends just what I've seen
They won't believe my story when I tell them where I've been
Smoke and lights and music blow my mind
Must go somewhere quiet to unwind.

The Bells of Notre Dame
It seems like a dream that's come to an end
But it still carries on,
I don't know what to think, it's unreal
The world seems to start outside of my body
I don't know what I feel.
In these four hallowed walls
the peal of the bells remind me
of my journey through time
but Jeanne still remains in my memory
I wish she were with me,
I need her here.
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