aria - Collection of the best songs of the coolest rock band 'Aria' (Part Two).
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--- Collection of the best songs -
The coolest rock band 'Aria'.
(Part Two)
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---=== Blood for Blood ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 1 from the album "Blood For Blood")
The ancient city of Jerusalem prevails over you
Pontius Pilate
Are you ready to break in Rome, to give up on everything
hand
Taking with him soldiers
You're tired of these people
From a stranger, insincere land
Dull pain beats in the head
Day of anguish fell period
Blood for blood!
That will not people, but the gods
Death for death!
You should not complain, but tolerated
Here is your hell!
You know - there is no turning back
Drink your poison!
Drink, procurator, Pontius Pilate
Over Golgotha - mourning haze, you feel
trouble
You're not yourself
Between soldiers from the heat of evil, your decisions
waiting
Two thieves and the holy
He's mad, he sees God
I'm sorry, but that alone
But you whisper a sentence
King of the Jews crucified like a thief!
In silver dream
You would have gone with him
On the road of eternal stars
Above the expanse of mountains strict
You would have before him
On her knees rose
Do not be ashamed no words, no tears
Who loved - the one and crucified ...
You wanted to find peace at the bottom of the lake waters
Pontius Pilate
You became his own judge, but your death
not count
For the eternal forces of evil
The Devil is mindful of thee
He is a passionate night goes to water
Eager to wash your shame
But all in vain until now.
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---=== ALL THAT WAS ===--
(Dubinin / Kipelov / Pushkin)
(Track 6 from the album "Blood For Blood")
The door, and lead anguish
Pain in my heart, as if death is close
Only one step can solve everything
Now you're the enemy, I do not know how to live ..
How to go on living
I predicted the sorcerer sorrow
A long way in the distance a thunderstorm
He was like a beast smelled smoke woes
Closed door, the shower will wash away all traces of ...
So do you want
All that was - my light
Pure and holy
All that was - my rock
Greedy and blind
All that will be - my cross
Seven laps to go in my fire
Desert ..
Your voice is getting lost here
Day and night, it sounds to me
And I pray let me go
But behind the glass I see your eyes again ...
Your Eyes
I had a dream, as in this house
You brought my heart
And the pain is gone, and the fear of death in the shower
But the door, and the fear of tenacious
What I'm damned and doomed
Lead melancholy, as if death is imminent.
As a death
All that was - rock your
All that will - cross your.
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---=== Follow Me !===--
(Kipelov / Pushkin)
(Track 8 from the album "Blood For Blood")
On the road to Hell
Black Rider races
Pale face and a strange gleam of frozen
eye
He is the messenger of evil
Shadow of death-birds
As if through a sight he sees us ...
He does not ask
Burns and destroys
The night carries
Our souls
The rider will serve on the mountain
Black Mass for you
And the echo of a clap on the ground:
"Follow me!"
On the road to Hell
The wind and the motion
Brake not save a trail of blood to wash away
am
Black Rider is speeding
In full vestments
And completely empty road to Paradise ...
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--=== WHAT DID YOU DO WITH YOUR DREAM ?===-
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 1 from the album "Playing with Fire")
You're way too long wandering in the dark
And you thought the night - a day
You have seen hundreds of outraged phone
But to bring them to the ground was too lazy
You're not a traitor, you're just a fool
And there are millions of terms
Poor Christ pulled her to the crown,
Guess it is what will happen ...
... Answer
What's stopping you see the light?
What happened to the dream
Make all the earthly paradise?
The wind dropped off the face of the bandage
And in his eyes light stripe
It turned out, the maniac you replaced the father
And the people were obedient cattle
That all changed in the eyes of his sight
Who was the rat - has become a tiger and a lion
You're not a traitor, you were living in a fool
And there are millions all around ...
... Answer
What's stopping you see the light?
What happened to the dream
Make all the earthly paradise?
Look back
There stood the sunset
Black and red stripe stood
Ahead - Fog
Behind - deception
What have you done with your dream?
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Let's Rock ---=== THIS WORLD ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 2 from the album "Playing with Fire")
Your City - two-faced beast
For you, the day he opens the door
But at midnight he will announce to you
You're the enemy!
Enemy of the guys that are looking for fights
They do not care who is a coward and who is brave
The city hides in the depths of wolves
But there we are!
Let's Rock this world
Where in the midst of messy feast
Spirit violence breaks into the house
Violence breaks into the house
Let's Rock this world
Or wolves, or do we!
There is no place for the weak
There is no place for the weak
In the dark eyes burn
In them there is no doubt - one passion
Wolf pack prepares your jump
The aim is!
You - stranger, you're not yourself
At the heart of fear dwelt steel needle
You understand everything - here is powerless to God himself
But there we are!
First tease, but not beaten
First, persecuted, but not torn
And the night with the wolves at the same time
And you're running without feeling legs
But this moment is inevitable dead end
redeem cry
And no chance - you are a stranger here
Prophesies the death of animal howl!
Day broke, and the flocks there
And in the eyes lit quiet light
They caress the home sister and mother
But only
Cast a gloom of night, but the city
For you guys again worst enemy
The city hides in the depths of wolves
But there we are!
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---=== SERVANT OF FEAR ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 3 from the album "Playing with Fire")
Listen!
You freestyle believed himself
Only
In all like a slave
You're afraid not think so
You're afraid to answer is not so
You - the slave of fear!
Scary!
In the doghouse to be from the gods
Top
Stronger punch
Scared and afraid to fly to fall
It is terrible to live in and then they die
You - the slave of fear!
.......... and death is getting closer
.......... slaves have no death
Death gives peace and eternal light
Heaven!
Weak not miluy
All beyond the power of
The burden of freedom
Time!
Time will judge
Not be worse
Rvis the servant, go!
Slavery!
It vise
Slavery!
It is poison poison minds
Put up with silently kicking fools
And the fruits generations of slaves
You - the slave of fear!
Scary!
Generations of slaves build the world
Scary!
The world will be blind and dumb
In the center of the world - cast iron fool
On his back - a red scar
You - the slave of fear!
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---=== TEMPTATION ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 4 from the album "Playing with Fire")
Close your eyes, touch me
You smell temptation and honey
Disappear mud fragments of the day
Strike a gong nature
Stolen night as the black beast
Vibrates in the lunar glow
Scratching at the door, knocking on the window
She was cold one
Cold one
Caressing night, touch me
Thy name - Temptation
Gimme!
More than just love
Gimme!
More than a passion
What passes as if the pain
I get burned in the fire
Burn in you, let
Can I become ashes, but ...
You know everything there is to know
I know a little more than necessary
For me go to that old edge
What was the biblical Garden
Forget about those who say
What is your path - debauchery and fall
Let your laughter in the night sounds
And the ripe fruit off
Devilishly lit
Caressing night, touch me
Thy name - Temptation
Gimme!
More than just love
Gimme!
More than a passion
What passes as if the pain
I get burned in the fire
Burn in you, let
Can I become ashes
Just knowing your paradise ...
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---=== Playing with Fire ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 5 from the album "Playing with Fire")
Sound of the chorus, and rocked the temple
Death came for me at five o'clock in the morning
Pain ripped chest, once I was free
Persons whores from Milan lodges
Faces of old maids reduces anger tremor
They would tear up my flesh in broad daylight
Day
I was named as the bone in the throat
I've seen them all through
I was paying for anger anger
Hey! I am for them a villain
Who knows the secret
Vile passions
Beggars and kings
I was a violinist
My talent - my sin
Life and bow
I've been playing with fire
No brand on my soul
In addition to the Lord I did not know the Kings
But the violin I burned the master secret
sign
And the snake was put black ears
With a bow to my hellish spirit reigns
And my best friend - the genius of Darkness, himself
Satan!
He was like a bone in the throat
He awoke in the heart of a fury
It was worth the bloody tears
Hey! I am for them a villain
Who knows the secret
Vile passions
Beggars and kings
I was a violinist
My talent - my sin
The Devil at anything
I've been playing with fire!
Hey, violinist
You're hot
As always stroptiv
You're wrong
You're like a slave
I played a tune
You do not want to know what a genius - that's me!
You're my case, you - a dress for me ..
... fiddler!
Sing and cry
And glory in the game
Still
You're dead a long time
That we the human race?
They would drink and eat in three days, and throat
night
Whether you're three times a genius, he can not help
But go down to the bottom
Hiding in the strings of laughter
Make a sound wine
Tear down my throne
"Hell," violinist
'll Be no interference
We understand you
There's play with fire!
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---=== BATTLE CONTINUES ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 6 from the album "Playing with Fire")
Again the night and crawls into the eyes of fear
Sleep and death are so similar - a brother and sister
Scared to be alone and wait for the dawn
As salvation
Terribly adrift - the war is no longer
No, but I remain silent
No, I'm burning the candle, so as not to sleep ...
No, and I pray
No, but I swear not to give up ...
I believed in the truth of one
Better to be twice dead than istlet
in captivity
I kill to live and again to beat
Games men battle hard to ban
The sun in our eyes, we in the march of the sunrise
Air spits blood dries black mouth
Blood is my drug debt - my flag
I'm like a hostage to its debt-shot
fear
The battle continues
My battle continues
My fight!
I became free from foreign teams
War is in the past, vanished in
fog
Here, from the groomed me sick persons
I remember the dead and the soul cries
The sun in his eyes, as there among the stones
I'm no use to anyone, a shadow among the people
Silently taking the rifle, each - the enemy
I do not mind losing, hatred - my
flag!
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---=== GIVE THE HEAT !===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 7 from the album "Playing with Fire")
What a sad person?
Tears are pouring a stream, and rain to boot
You throw up your hands
Case tube
You can easily fall asleep
We are buried alive, and the bill is paid
All forgiven us
Mourning Ball
More silent than to be able to
Humor - blacker than the night
Can one help
Our blow!
Give me heat!
To know
Give me heat!
To know how to do it
While not rusted
Give me heat!
Where men "in the metal?
Where the nature of the Eagle, and entered a tiger?
Pulverized rock
Dance enemies
We are from the ashes of rebellion
We will not play in someone else's game
Be ugly fashion
We have no hands
Away, the undertaker, the way
To hell with wreaths and flowers
Treats for deafness Our blow!
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---=== SEE !===--
(Dubinin / Pushkin)
(Track 1 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
Look, is nearing final
This century all the forces lost,
Like an old beast who was wounded in the winter.
Around the graveyard of hopes,
Perpetual fear and the triumph of the ignorant,
There is no future here for us with you ...
Deadly Poison
Boils in the seas,
Acid - instead of snow and rain ...
Oh, faith no more,
Washed out hopes of trail
No love, no life.
Oh, thunder will strike soon
In sky blue,
Like a bitter funeral feast ringing ...
Look, the nuclear specter
From the depths of a reasonable born
Infernal rays kill life
Our mind - the generator of evil.
Dark days of war and no numbers
Do not stop the mechanism ...
Look at the origin,
maybe we are lucky again
In the ocean of stars and other planets.
Farewell to the cemetery of hopes,
perpetual fear and the triumph of the ignorant,
Here, we have no future with you ...
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---=== DIRT ===--
(Terentyev / Kipelov / Pushkin)
(Track 2 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
I kicked the door in the night
But get out and does not mind,
You without me even shoot,
All decide that it is your whim,
Repeat it as an encore.
Yes, I'll go, and I do not care
Do you know where to look for me,
In the Red Light District
I can forget you quicker -
This is a matter of two nights.
But enough to lie and cheat all the time,
Here, all the money it is easy to buy.
What is the dirt, what power
And it's nice in that mud fall
Send to pot behavior and control,
Pick all the masks and just be myself ...
... And do not stand for price
Around - live goods,
In our hearts - cold, in the eyes - Fire
I chose the one that above all,
My maneuver was a great success
In the house of sweet comfort.
She was silent, she does not drink,
No pulls, no stick
She polslushna and smart
All know how that should be able,
My bill is paid in full.
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---=== Deserter ===--
(Dubinin / Pushkin)
(Track 3 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
Morning fog shrouded in December,
Under the feet of white snow, a traitor -
Wyden every step, and fierce cold
Too simple to cope with you.
Harder and harder to breathe piercing
air
Increasingly difficult for the sky to send curses
Increasingly difficult to escape - half of my life you gave
would
To forget that fight behind him.
You are now a deserter
Outside the law, know - the truth is not found,
You are now just a goal
For rifles, hundreds of mountain rangers.
Oh, what will be tomorrow,
In this world, a large and hostile,
Who will be held on boiling water
Who vainly crucify myself -
This fate is fate.
Behind the back ground attack awakened,
The sky lit up over his head there,
You did not shoot
You threw the weapon
And he sent to hell, this hell.
Behind the battle - whether criminal,
righteous
The truth of war is blurred by blood,
Where the blind lead desperate reigns,
Who killed - the bright and holy!
You are now a deserter
Outside the law, know - the truth is not found,
You are now just a goal
For the same death marked the guys.
Morning fog shrouded in December,
Reborn from the ashes of the night,
Broke trail, and every minute
Darker mysterious forest.
You are lying in the snow without a family or tribe,
Bullet killed, and maybe fear.
In icy chains you become an eternal
prisoner
And the soul is wandering around here somewhere ...
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---=== TORTURE OF SILENCE ===--
(Dubinin / Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 4 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
The rain outside the window, bored a long time ago
And see the glare of the sun I can not live.
You're like a shadow, vanished into the darkness,
Scarlet scarf stood on a chair, as
yesterday ...
I turn off the lights in the rooms,
I do not have a cigarette,
They are not ...
I'm waiting for night halt the black distance
And the remnants of tears of heaven will be a crust
ice
I do not care if you bad one
You wanted change, and heart and soul ...
Endless torture of silence
The silence laughs at you
Freezes time on the wall
In hours of grief is not the shooter.
Night after night, day after day - one
Himself a servant and master,
A year goes nowhere,
Since flows in the subterranean world of water ...
Pain, just pain
Entirely honest with me
And she is sweet
But increasingly angry.
But the snow outside the window will soon be replaced by rain,
This is an angel without wings crying about the past ...
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---=== Run for the Sun ===--
(Dubinin / Pushkin)
(Track 5 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
The air smells like trouble
Two thousand years,
Life is so cruel
At this cursed land ...
The wind in your hair
Same as eternity ago
Time stood still,
The moon and the sun rose in a row ...
Fly the birds, away from the damned
land
With the air cleaner to merge - that's what
dreaming of you ...
Run, run for the sun
Knocking off his feet in the blood
Run, run, do not be afraid
Play fate again and again.
Fly, fly in the sun
By the height of madness.
Fly, fly, do not be afraid
So only you can do ...
Courage is only for those
Who felt my heart fear
Who looks into the abyss
But watching with pride in the eyes
With a white plume in her hair
Like a pagan god,
You jumped into the sky,
In thundering thunderstorms stream.
You fell with a groan, blasted high,
On earth is born again, must be
Ground ...
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---=== DECEPTION ===--
(Holstinin / Dubinin / Pushkin)
(Track 6 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
In the dawn hour of the jackal, the famine forgetting
Watching from the hill
During the grim horsemen in the distance,
Today is a rainy day - the lord of the world
dead
Old and small
Can not hold back their tears.
He is a good ruler,
He was the sun and the moon was
Empire remained
His widow.
He will be buried in a jade coffin
The steppe is empty
Where dreams carrion jackal
And a thousand horses zatopchet path,
That the cries of human
Dead Man's Dream is not defiled.
Jackal prolan hoarse
That the dead king - his relatives:
Some canines and greed,
And the blood of a
It's all hype, that he was the kindest
king
It's all true - he ruled by fire and
sword
It's all hype, I am your king, and one
just me.
People, like animals, when power over
the world is given,
It's all hype.
Shamans and priests jackal curse,
And on the run
Pierce the traitor Lance
The king must be a saint, and the right is not given
Overthrow the beasts
From heaven his greatness.
A king's son laughs
Jackals in the spirit of keeping yourself:
Some canines and greed,
And the blood of one.
Wind, an ancient inhabitant of the steppe,
Still remembers the raucous howl ...
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---=== Vicious circle ===--
(Holstinin / Pushkin)
(Track 10 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
We traveled on the roads
Changing strings and girlfriends,
Oh, we did not have enough hands,
And if all of the goodness of God -
We do not shine warm paradise
No matter how much you mess
It's just a vicious circle.
That tomorrow will be - is unknown,
Although it is not difficult to predict
Oh, we have nothing to lose.
What kind of life - such songs.
But life is absurd and ridiculous,
Next - silence
Do not drive around and not run away.
Yes, yes, yes, all told,
Yes, yes, long ago,
Yes, yes, yes, everything is connected
The most ancient and tricky knot.
Yes, yes, yes, everything's great
Yes, yes, burn with fire,
Yes, yes, we, too, gold,
We glitters is not dead.
Another blood, other injuries,
Very different times,
Other names.
And, like a splinter in the ocean,
We amuse storm
And the night is shorter than the day
The light would get us even from the bottom.
Too boring to be immortal -
Those same people day after day,
Those clever answers
The question "Why live?".
Not all the cubs become wolves
Not every swing bodes blow.
There is a strange gift - to fly to the flame,
To stay in it forever.
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---=== Devil SHOW ===--
(Terentyev / Pushkin)
(Track 9 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
You change the face like a dress
You come into someone's body softly, as
snake
You ring squeeze me
Making it clear which one of us in the life of excess.
Your love is poisonous virus,
It will destroy me, but in vain all the words
Get burned like dry grass,
Maybe it's sent to me again?
Love can not be a quiet game
Enough spark one
Between us - a devilish heat.
Whisper prayers in stone walls,
Razor blade in thin veins,
Happiness in the morning, the mountain in the evening,
Everything is so strange and ever ...
Let this be called love 6udet -
The most ridiculous, most of the earth,
Let it 6udet devilish heat,
Heat, burn everything.
I like this war
Between light and shadow, unclean and holy
You like - we all repeat
From dusk till dawn.
I'll be with you till the end,
Cursing, pale with fear and love,
Do you want more fire
But you'll be a pinch of ashes.
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---=== SUNSET ===--
(Kipelov / Pushkin)
(Track 8 from the album "The Generator of Evil")
I see the sunset melt glass windows,
Live the day and night to leave the shadows of dreams
in the corners.
I did not bring back the gray bird of sorrow,
All in the past, are rapidly receding locks
clouds.
There are all alive, who loved me
Where the sunrise - as an endless feast
life,
There are no accounts of rivers and seas,
But for him not to swim home.
Again bring together all the darkness, even diamonds, and
ash
A friend is an enemy in the end, as a result ...
Two of the sun on my this and last year
light
Them together is shielding the bitter-sweet
smoke.
Take me with you, the purple river
Take me away with you, the sunset.
Tosca that was torn by
edge,
The cries of gray bird flocks.
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