Songs. Part One.
Nazgul - Country
Fairly be regarded as a maniac - drunkard,
I'd rather podamsya to the Council as a volunteer.
On their side, though no laws
Support and intuazizm million.
I decided I mean: keep in Lugburze!
But we've got to know me for what I derusya.
And suddenly ihnem Mordor, there are people, too?
And all of a sudden - for them to me something will happen?
But my friend, Elrond, explained to me by drunk
Mol is there, they stole the Silmarils!
I took zdravura, and realized: it should be.
Boldly on the highway ambush.
I was sitting in ambush, but doubts gnaw at -
And suddenly, so what nedarazumenie?
People will forgive me, but I ask you involuntarily:
How can I tell who's White, who is Black?
They all go in the Shell, rattling weapons.
How do I find out who is better who is worse?
All of the sword, if that is taken out of its scabbard.
To understand this case is quite impossible.
But the same Elrond explained as a scientist:
Kohl sober walk, then it follows that, black.
And somehow in the pub I told the guys -
Dry, they say, the law of the bastards were.
Well, I was angry - these creatures are!
They are porezhut us until we drunk.
Well, it means they have carried away the people
All the grain harvest last year.
They are perverts, chase them in the neck!
Chop into small pieces villains!
Ready for robbery and murder me, my friends -
We are Light Force - what are we constrained.
(C) Tarn (Natalia Novikova)
The Ballad of the Dark of minstrels.
Dedicated to ...
1. It was evening, falling white snow
I asked for the night at home
There, dressed in black minstrel
Sang songs in front of the fireplace.
He sang of the leaders of the Damned,
The fact that no light is good,
On the forgotten kings
And people listened to him.
2. He sang that do not understand
Where is white, and where black.
And it is high time to learn
What is the truth in this world no.
He cursed the gods of light
His eyes sparkled fire.
He was not afraid of scary words
And indulgence are not looking for.
3. He was tall, handsome
And the clear voice skyward flying.
He called the measure up with the fate of
And the song say everything I wanted.
I will not forget the black eye
Deep as the deep gloom
I saw them only once
But he could not forget nothing.
4. They were fighting glare from the fire
And the minstrel suddenly fell silent.
He looked namenya
And looking into his eyes, said:
"I know you're looking for happiness
Around the world, leaving his house.
But the world is not worth the fuss,
And so come with me!
5. Look, imperfect world.
Where light, there is no blood and righteousness,
Iluvatar - empty idol
You're wrong for many years.
Let us curse the people,
But we are free and strong.
I know our time will come
He is eternal, Lord of Darkness.
6. Tell me, do you come or not
For me, the immortality and darkness,
Who knows what is light? "
And that's what I said to him:
"I do not blame you,
Who knows, maybe you're right.
I'm not able to break me
And the light reaches my temper.
7. I walked, I was searching for his destiny
Through adversity and the year.
All this time in front of me
Shining star of the West.
Yes, I would go for you
You're the song hurt my soul,
But I traced the other way
Days before the expiration of life.
8. I know the world is eternal light,
My cry - "Create", not "destroy".
I do not go with you, no.
That's all I can say. "
He smiled minstrel
Said: "Well, it so be it.
Everyone has a purpose in life,
You - the star, I'm night and darkness.
9. You light - the joy and kindness,
I am sorrow and eternal sorrow.
We do not have a common doorog.
I go into the darkness. Good-bye! "
Wearing a black cloak on his shoulders
He quietly walked over the threshold.
And I was left by the fire,
Since then, he could not forget it ...
Martyel
Rabid quadriga
What sin, damn kids!
Well, go ahead, yet your power.
For yourself you do weaves a network,
For once you will soon be given the same hit.
You see - with Lamb Books Breaking,
Hence, the time is come for all responsible.
Ref.: See - mad quadriga
Above Ground triumphantly sweeps into a gallop.
It's a mad quadriga:
Ruler, warrior, merchant and executioner!
Who are you, a rider?
Behind - the onion, the proud crown of splendor.
They say the winner of the judges there.
So forget about the pity, a great king!
After all, any justify your passion
Only one unlimited right to - power.
Who are you, a rider on a red horse?
Behind - the flame in his right hand - a sword.
You're in the hearts of the people you set up the anger,
Make me a bloody river to flow.
Shut up for ever the wise mouth
Where the last argument will be steel.
Who are you, the rider on a black horse?
Behind - the need and measure in his hand.
Today copper penny heads more precious,
Now the bread and lives on the same tray.
And sell you my brother, since you want to eat.
Where the gold ring, dies honor.
Who are you, the rider on the pale horse?
You call to - death, for you - hell.
Dying is easy to be alive - scary
So praise be to knowing how to kill!
Power, wealth, fame - vanity and decay,
If death prevails on earth.
C) Tarn (Natalia Novikova)
Strange "bug" with the following
"Classification table".
1. White stone on the mound
So cozy warm back.
Interesting to do
I found myself in the morning -
I lie and contemplate
Interesting picture.
Is it so real,
Either a glitch came up to me ...
2. Clear day, standing over the world,
Blows warm, gentle breeze.
Plains,
Strange forest roars away.
With a wild cry flew
Nazgul flock to the north.
Following them dunadany
In the same direction passed.
3. Without the road, between the hills
Sad Aragorn walks
Dragging the sword behind him
(No Force - 3 days awake).
In Rivendel go see it,
How are getting on Arwen.
Border guard Shira
Elrond once again sent him ...
4. Here on the edge of the forest
Creature glimpsed in the branches.
Proteins Thurs Does not sit still?
Restless beast?
I looked carefully and realized:
This does not proteins
It is guarded by elves
Its territory.
5. From the mountains in the East
Black smoke goes into the sky
On the mountains poking Orcs
Brutally crowd.
Again, the world's unrest,
All-seeing enemy does not sleep.
Thoughts forces gathering
To go on a world war.
6. At the high white tower
Magician in thought looms
Periodically throwing
Looking stern to the east.
If the magician is concerned,
So it means something,
Something is happening in the world
And probably not then ...
7. What a rustling at his back,
Very strange breathing?
And the people there -
Nowhere to request assistance.
Sorry, all the while that
And thank you for your attention.
Behind the 10 th Nazgul -
It is necessary to carry out his legs!
A bit of luck hobbitskom
That the hobbit must
For happiness well?
Comfortably boiling pot on the fire
And do not think this would be
On the other happy,
What a warm, cozy
His own house.
And it is not prevented b
For the happiness of another
Good tube and her snuff.
And to the earth
To live happier,
Would call for dinner
Get plenty of friends.
And good luck to have an appetite,
Larger supplies of edible to stock,
After all, if happiness comes at all,
When El in prosperity
And very few problems.
Another of my life I have dreamed:
To Gandalf stood by,
C is not called.
Ask and answer you in the Shire any:
"There is no greater happiness
Than the peace and quiet! "
Lyrical.
I
Am
Again, the sun went down at last -
C
The drop measures the time an eternity
Dm
This day is not long -
F E
Silence falls blue evening
chorus
C G
Star network in the sky - white sparkle
Dm
Peace and bottomless expanse of black sky
F G
reigns
C G
Rains to earth light silver
F E Am
And are reflected in the dew off a gem
II
Gushed a sad song motif
Never mind that the words are not clear
This song is about the long road
And the world so vast
chorus
Let us lead a star away for this
road
And not soon end and even if he would
And would get excitement, worry and anxiety
The path leads to infinity around the time of
III
Stopped the singer and again silence
But remained at the heart of anxiety
The night is silent but now can not sleep
Starlight lures me in the way
chorus
What is the singer you've done your motive
So lonely sounding in podzvezdnom
expanse
Because the land has become more a wanderer
one
Pulls away all doubt the motive behind it.
Maniac
======
I
Am G
Ministry of war - not an enviable share
F E
Armor squeak and all rubai sword
A7 Dm G C
Katana behind his back, under his arm crossbow
Dm Am E7 Am
Who stood in our ranks - to transcend all
II
Forward, step forward, a notorious maniac
Sweeping as a battering ram everything in its path
Why do you decide who is a friend to you who the enemy
Razi running all those who have not had time to go
III
Iron-side, stainless steel head
Meander - one, and that left a hat
You are strong and powerful, why do you word
Mahnesh his sword, and no problems
IV
Who is strong, is right, because the truth says
Victorious garkni cry, and the enemies - forward
Mithril armor reliably protect
In an embrace with the maniac with an ax will be everywhere
V
Bristling like a hedgehog triumphantly beard
In your eyes - the fire and terrifying your
grin
You'll see at least once will remember forever
Ring from the hand goes, the compressive dagger
VI
But here is over the fight, the enemy came to an end
You're all of them chopped down, and sat down to rest
Thyself a maniac, and himself a singer
Once again defeated - and himself sang
Minstrel-alone
Dm
Weep, lute minstrel single.
Gm
You chose the way of, well, go ahead.
B (6)
Abandon her home once a starry night,
C (8)
And let you in the way star leads
Dm
You'll be people singing the way songs
C
A hundred times dying and love,
B
But remember - not interesting,
A7
That minstrel at heart you have.
And will the lute to weep and laugh
Something fun, from the heart to reopen.
Nowhere else you do not stay for long:
Hardly get used to it - we should leave.
Hardly a life companion, you'll find -
Who would wait a lifetime you?
And the tears will turn into notes,
And the strings cry, love grief.
In ballads you live a different life -
When you sing, then you're quite happy,
But pespya sung, and the ghost of sadness
Will remain with you alone,
And once heavy your freedom,
And the old house abandoned calls,
But - too late, and the back is no longer running.
You chose the path ... Well, go ahead.
Menestrel
Yovin
Minstrel unarmed dedicated
Dm A7 A7 (Add F) A7 (Add G)
Nedopetaya song will stand on the lips
D Gm B Gm
And again a long way to imagining a dream
B
What are you looking in the desert and wild lands,
A7
Where the rocks rise up over the gray sand
Dm A7 A7 (Add F) A7 (Add G)
Angry wind swirls in purple gave
D Gm B Gm
Over the plain land of the damned
B
And fleshless bones whiten in the dust
A7 A7 (Add F) A7
Wherefore art thou come to this region,
Dm
ME -------- nestrel?
You play the lute a wonderful tune,
Winged bird that flies over you
In this song - the sound of wind and sea tide
The grass rustles in the clearing of forest
You've gone through heat and bitter cold
Under the sadness of rain through the land of people
And only the lute in the hands of you brought with him
Unarmed, you came here, minstrel.
But the enemy seemed to force the rocks
Get out as quickly, or else do not have time
Do you, minstrel, this death sought
Is it so important to finish singing the song?
After all, the enemy does not care whether there is a sword at
you And in the blood drowned last trill
Lute fell, silently mourning
Unarmed, fell to the sand jockey
But the enemy went, laughing at you:
"You came to this land, to sing songs"
But still roaring over the land of surf -
This song is your continued ringing
And the ancient legend of truth says -
This song has returned to earth in April
And in the lush edge forgotten that April,
But thy glorious name through the ages, Minstrel
Drunken MENESTRELSKAYA
C C7 + C
C F C G C
Pour a cup of minstrels, I'll be playing and
sing,
F C G C F C G C
I drink wine, but not the hops, the less drunk
more drink
F C G C F C G C
Suppose I drank cask ale, but the legs still
stand,
F C G C F G C
Can not be drunk minstrel, I vypimshi -
and I sing.
My voice is firm, and my eyes clear and the song
strings of my call,
I feel great, do not flinch at
odds hand
But here comes the round bowl sparkles in the
light wine
I drink, friends, your health, but not hops
anyway.
Flies under the arches of my song and I can still
sit
Pier continues - is wonderful, so we'll drink
and songs to sing,
Once again I pour a cup, but I can not
refuse,
I drink it in one gulp, I have nothing
lose.
But what happened to me suddenly, a heavy
became head
I started on the side slope suddenly, and somehow
suddenly forgot the words
Chegoy a sudden dvoyatsya harmonies, and something
very close to the floor ...
Tomorrow I'll apologize, but I'm falling schaz
under the table ...
Visitors TAVERN ... "
C G C
Visitors to the inn did not want to settle down,
C G C
Everything upside down, shaking the innkeeper, vanity and
commotion,
F C G C
Man of the Ranger elf overdrink
threatened,
F C G C
Immediately obvious - kamikaze, or survivors of mind.
Looking elf of Mirkwood absolutely
sober glance
Though tired landlord pour it
wine
The man himself pounding the heel to the chest - they say
'll Gad,
But I have satiated the immortal brother drunk.
And again, I'll Gad, if I do not
sober
He drank as much as the elf tipsy
poured,
Even if the elf in battle to abandon their
Reserves
Census him with enough excess tracker
forces.
Elf on him only laughed, tilting
mug
Even vigilant landlord lost a long time
they account
However, the draw of fun with man
agreed
Suddenly, a miracle happens in the world - and he is an elf
perepet.
Wine flowed like a river, went through already
drums,
Pathfinder was strong, but not Elf
retreated
Drunk ranger threatened "is supposedly more
flowers,
But the elf did not wait for berries - a pathfinder
Table dropped.
And now he is fast asleep there with unfinished
mug nearby,
Apparently, miracles happen in this world
given,
Looks at the elf ranger absolutely
sober glance
And in his big mug pours again
wine ...
Oda Lager (*)
D G
You do not glorify the ages minstrels,
A7 D
While you're painfully familiar to all of them,
D G
You quietly vkradeshsya the familiar trill
A7 D
And just happens to a lot of problems.
G A7
Oh, crap, to you I sing this ode
G A7
Thee I sing a song of praise,
D G
In an hour you ugrohaesh so many people
A7 D
What a warrior for the year does not cut in a fight.
Sparing the singer, deprived hearing
Screaming that for a society STE trouble.
Lazhovschika listen only strong in spirit
Able at times - and they do not always
Persecuted mercilessly by everyone and everywhere
But futile attempts to destroy ...
As elf without the sea, like the magician without a miracle -
It is impossible without a minstrel lazhi live ...
Is a minstrel-pacifist on the road
Ambush enemies in his way.
Can it allow all-powerful gods?
Surely the death of him not to leave?
But no, it will take for the lute, and the messy
On the ear and its impact will cause the enemy,
Enemies throw it weapons and even
Weep with joy - when he leaves ...
When the minstrel concert messy,
A person not a curve, not groan and whine.
And if all that lazhovschik play,
You'll be able to listen to - if you're a hero!
From now on you will break the enemy: torture,
And the sword of foe you do not strashOn,
Your willpower any breakup,
After all, your spirit is like a blade, hardened ...
D A7 D
The moral of this song - without lazhi way.
Bb A7 D
Without lazhi whole world will turn into a mess ...
"That's all in the eyes darkens ..."
D G D
That's all in the eyes of the dark, the lute fell
out of the hands,
D A7
Just had a minstrel, and now I
just a glitch
F # Hm
I'm on the battlefield against the enemies of their
look,
G D A7 D
In a way it's time - but I'm dead, and a little
stopping ...
D A7 D
I am now one way - to visit Mandosu
walk,
D A7 D
Surf a little, and go scare people,
F # Hm F # Hm
Where's my white hayratnik? Namo! I'm going!
G D A7 D
Would know that going in mertvyatnik, captured
Used with a meal.
Enemy of my long apologized before me
kill
I was left without a dinner that can be frightening
be
I very much want to believe that the enemy
overtake revenge
No more important things in life than three times
day to eat.
I walked quietly, unarmed, just came out
walk,
So why did you need to minstrel
kill?
What do you make a peaceful hobbit fall for you
Creator?
Well, do not reach: I'm not a maniac, and
singer ...
But it's time I say no, I must go to Mandos,
I am now all in the barn, because the spirit can not be
kill
As I sat there dead, the reluctance
remember
Just remember: the arrival - cry Namo:
"HOW?? AGAIN ?!?!?!?!"
LULLABY ENEMY
Am Dm E Am
Sleep all the birds and fish, which you, the enemy,
did not manage to frighten.
Am Dm E Am
The gates are closed stronghold, and you calmly
can sleep
G C E Am
I do all day on you mocked in battle, and
Now I sing a lullaby.
How many times have we tried to gate stronghold
battering ram to open.
Today we are all broken off, and tomorrow we
With luck, maybe
In the meantime, reigns over the land the night darkness, sleep
calm, love our enemy.
Time on the walls have fallen asleep, and we got tired
they climb,
True, we probably would have ventured, but in
darkness of night Those guys can not see
Yes, and we are not freaks at night, almost, except
only that in visitors mogem crawl.
So go to sleep, the enemy, fear not, since you can
to this song to fall asleep.
In the morning we'll understand, and for this
You need to relax,
Good night you go to sleep till morning ...
ENEMY sleep - all in the attack! Hurray!
"I do all day yesterday over the enemy
Mocked ... "
C G
I do all day yesterday over the enemy scoffed,
G C
A whole day under the walls of their strongholds walked
C G
All day I sang it and cheekily jiving,
G C
And today, the enemy captured lands.
F G C
Here I sit behind bars in a dungeon damp
F G C
Nourished as a young eagle in captivity.
Eh, what are you to the wall with chains tightened,
I just tried to open my eyes to you.
Broke off all the string and stuffed nose,
So let it be, still you can not break me.
So let it be, I have spare strings set,
Here are bent and will arrange a concert!
Tremble, enemies, I'm starting,
Songs you'll be screaming all night long.
Corner of my eye something not notice -
Get away from me with this gag, monster!
Mouth gagged - but I still do not smolchu,
Song I'll luck before the end of domychu!
Suppose that a hearing is not all good for me,
But all the enemies before Condrey will bring,
Minstrels let fear as fire,
Do not drive - now still will not go away!
Do not try to shut the gate behind me,
Not escape from me behind the wall
land ...
*
I had a terrible dream: the throne room and
sentence
Chime circuits and road to the grave
fire
Icy silence prison, a night without sleep and
clammy fear
And the words of a mute prayer, which is stuck at
lips,
And unsteady steps on the road to nowhere
And in a blind dawn sky belated
star
Large square stones, and all around - human
sea,
Fear and hatred in his eyes, only
few - the pain and grief.
And suddenly the fear was gone, like a rose
Suddenly the wings,
And crazy laughter, and my enemies
impotence,
Frequent heart knocking, and the soul yearned for
will,
And in a drunken frenzy suddenly disappear fear
of pain.
Five steps up the rickety, and the eye
Looks eternity
Sigh whether cry is: "There is no death, There
The road to infinity ".
Flame eager to heaven impregnable
wall,
The wind scattered the sparks, taking me with
him ...
Dream is gone, rest of your life, ice burn
metal
The creaking of the castle. Behind me came from. Well,
hence, all over again ...
Duel
Yovin
Dm B
Eye to eye, and behind -
A7 A7 (Add F) A7 A7 (Add F) Dm
The two armies to battle waiting for the signal
B
Must fight we're
A7 A7 (Add F) A7 (Add G) D
And this battle will give rise to
And here we stand, two enemy
Gm B
Blades squeezing the handle,
But behind the trumpet horn
A7 A7 (Add F) A7 A7 (Add F)
Exodus are waiting for two terrible rati
I recognize a familiar sight,
With your eyes met
Do you remember many years ago
We were good friends
Fate brought us here, now,
By the beginning of a terrible battle
I do not want to kill, believe me,
But I do not want and losses
Oppressive darkness in my soul grows
All was quiet; East Is Red
And behind the back of an army is waiting
Who's in a duel overcome
And here we stand, two enemy
Frozen at unknown hitch
Increase the mound today
Over the affected in a duel
You started the first thing the same battle ...
Swords ring toss and sparks
Today you will fall, hero,
On the dead the battlefield Sech
But what's the hand: I can not,
I was not able to make myself
Impact inflict
And in his chest blade forward
Eye to eye, over the quiet,
After all, we came together for the sake of killing
But why did not you say something
And there is no hostility in his eyes
Iron drops out of the hands,
Flashed on soltse Scissors
Just two words: "Hello, friend!"
Break the general silence ...
*
My cape road green
Light ash correct my staff,
A string suite of starlight -
His collected at midnight, I rosah.
And I taught my lute laugh
And the strings, silver spring water
Obedient waves escapes from under the fingers,
And my way is not a short under the stars.
The path runs through the hills and ravines,
Winds in the trees and the bushes.
Words come alive, touching the paper,
Interwoven with grass, flowers sprout
And the lute laughs live brute force,
And the tears from the wind in the eyes dry.
Restrained in the path of failure and woe
And if you catch up - I do not know.
The old stone roads crossroads
And once again the road - one il different.
Whether to go ahead il turn my back,
Left, right il just - I do not know.
And yet, there is no difference - this or that.
Singer anyway - to go day or night
And someone to sing the song as he walked around the world.
The road alone, and not be shorter than her.
And the wind will hit at the open wings.
What awaits us on the road to it turn?
Where the old tale is intertwined with the true story?
Where in the starry midnight, open the gate?
And I taught my lute laugh
And he took the song in the road with him.
And let us now have to part,
To meet again under happier
Star ...
YOU DO NOT wait for me, my horse
Am C
You do not wait for me, my horse, you see - I already
do not stand up
Dm E
Look - in my eyes reflect the sunset
Am C
What do you stand on me, why do not you ride
away?
Dm E
Look - I can not live, you can not me
help ...
You leaned over me, and trembling in your
eyes
Like a drop of dew, silvery tears.
Do not be sad, my trusty steed, you go back in
country meadows,
There's tall grass and breath of wind.
You do not wait for me, my horse, I survive
There is no hope;
Far from my house now, there is lit in the window
light.
I do not go back there, even though I know - wait
me.
I will stay here to lie, dismissing the meadows
horse.
You do not wait for me, my horse, and for all I
forgive;
Before thee long way to go, I'm not with you
walk.
You are now free to become, for me not
remember,
You go back to the country of meadows ... This Vse, my
horse, good-bye.
He breathed His last, and in the eyes
extinguished the fire,
Like a monument was silver-gray
horse.
And then, wearily, Suddenly on the horizon
rode,
And saying goodbye forever, horse leaping
neighing.
ROYAL Supporting
D G A7 D
I sverkauschey crown in a palace with gold
prevailed,
D G A7 D
I peacefully sat on a throne, a fair trial
committed a;
G A7 D G A7 D
Well, ascended to the throne of deception, well, a little
execute people;
G A7 D G A7 D
I was not a tyrant, nor what I do not
villain!
Once the entire capital of the feast I
sunset
And, having decided to have fun, minstrel
invited.
That's heady wine upivshis, his lute, he
got,
And, under the table almost fell, song
he wanted to sing.
Drawing himself up, the crown, I straightened and nodded;
And about the monster on the throne, he was sadly dragged ...
Well it's possible to strangle that for a song he
started,
Well I would like to have fun, I'll unwind
like ...
In the nervous tick sodragayas, on the table, I
tapped,
But, in my face grinning, he brashly
continued,
Two hours later he scoffed, about tyrants
singing,
Murderers and sadists called names called
Hysterics, I just keep
managed,
Everything would be okay, but in addition a tooth from the song
ill
Who would vydezhal such a righteous indignation
jumped
And the mighty hand of the crown, I started ...
Guests will immediately clamored, began a
Sandalwood:
Hand he raised menetrelya unarmed!
That's all I was toppled, and the palace
defeated in the dust
So the legend of tyranny arising-king! ..
"Oh, Glory, glory, Sire ..."
G
G D C D
Oh, Glory, glory, sire,
brilliant, powerful king,
D C D
Whose eyes shine like a star ... Well, I bent,
wow ...
Em Hm Em Hm
Our emperor, and so the curve, with the naive
rasproschus head against ...
C D G C D G
Lord on the massacre soon ... Perhaps
throw out of sight.
On Glory, glory to the emperor, oh, how
poor my vocabulary,
Describe your greatness, but no, once again begins
yell:
That doesn't force me to endure, and, since there is no
words, so sing Figley,
And I do not sing, of course, pleased, but again Plakhov
threaten!
On Glory, glory to the emperor, ramming you in the
forehead hit me!
I am the last time you sang and you
sat frowning;
And then got up and moved into the eye, and in
before last, I remember once,
You through the whole throne room of my co
scepter fled!
On Glory, glory to the Emperor, yes
bow, as of old
At your feet ... Again, not so? That day
in the head with a mess!
Lord of the feast days and gave, well, I confess,
little slazhal ...
He waited for an eye, I sang, and lute on the ears
dressed!
On Glory, glory to the Emperor, my soul
no longer a tax collector,
No force you to praise me, are not so
blatantly lie to people!
I'm leaving, a tyrant and ham! I will go to villages,
cities,
And I will sing: "What creature, our good,
wise sir! "
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