Участники на портале:
нет
Поиск по
порталу:
    
Metal Library - www.metallibrary.ru Metal Library: всё, что вы хотели знать о тяжёлой музыке!
Вход для
участников:
    
Metal Library:
Группы | Дискографии
Новости RSS/Atom Twitter
Группы
Статьи
Команда
Магазин

Видео уроки по музыке, мануалы к плагинам, бесплатные банки и сэмплы

Группы : Дискографии

MetalCD.ru

Arcturus: "Aspera Hiems Symphonia" – 1995

энциклопедия: Arcturus

Состав группы:

  • Garm – вокал
  • Sverd – синтезаторы
  • Hellhammer – ударные
  • August – гитары
  • Skoll – бас

Arcturus: "Aspera Hiems Symphonia" – 1995

Композиции:

  1. To Thou Who Dwellest In The Night
  2. Wintry Grey
  3. Whence & Whither Goest The Wind
  4. Raudt Og Svart
  5. The Bodkin & The Quietus (...To Reach The Stars)
  6. Du Nordavind
  7. Fall Of Man
  8. Naar Kulda Tar (Frostnettenes Prolog)

Лирика

1. To Thou Who Dwellest In The Night

Here is so desolate;
Times, they are dark
Words ceas' – to end as echoes rolling afar

Empathy arises
whilst thou drapest this world in black;
The only colour that can paint my soul

Clad in the shades of night
Thou reflects the pure of heart

Amidst all the grief this winter unfoldeth
The thorn in my side – thou retainst

Thy breeze maketh me shiver
Maimeth me with its frozen malice
Thou minglest with the dense night
I hearken to the voice of thy winds
They are the saddest of all sounds of thine
Never will I take leave from thy haunt

Hast thou ever desired me?
I recieve no answer, thou letst it pass in silence...

2. Wintry Grey

Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
Then a hale of wind.

Hither-Whirling, Thither-Swilrling,
Spinn the fog and spinn the mist...
Still we walked on through woods and wintry gray,
home through woods where winter lay – Cold and dark...

(Waiting for a change in the weather.
Waiting for a shift in the air.
Could we get there together, ever?
Waiting for our late, late return)

Through the woods. Home through the woods where winter lay...

3. Whence & Whither Goest The Wind

Whence cometh, and whither it go-eth...

4. Raudt Og Svart

Deira dagar har mørkna
Moder jord meld sitt fråfall
Men sverdet har gåt vidare
Til ein ny bærar

Me er einsomme menn
Me bær fenresulvens muspell
Skoll skal sluka sola

Me er djerve menn

Sola svartner
Der fjellvegg ramlar
Naa gjestar sorgen
Paa livets tre (Yggdrasil)

For byleits bror farar
Kva er det ikkje Kampfar klaren?

5. The Bodkin & The Quietus (...To Reach The Stars)

These constellations
gleaming at us from afar
They give rise to frigid memories
in my mind
My stellar memetoes are the brightest
signs that twinkle away

Infinity, the faustian spirit,
disheartened, by all
I will never get up there alone
but still I will always percieve
their company
I honor the farthest fall
His fall, I, I...

In my thirst for knowledge
a new kind of thought arose.
Enriched me.
Their weight will always burden me.
As I then fell into reverie.
My (struggling) heart felt it's end,
I lifted the bodkin.
I fall
the final recourse
and the fall, it made me tired, meltdown
I fly

All remembered
They are the reminders of all
All to us unknown, unknown.

6. Du Nordavind

Et blekt avdagsleite
Famler hen, til nattvart himmel
Vandring hjem, til nattsvart himmel
Vandring hjem I eismal
Under skumringens tidligste stjerne
Tusmørket dypner I det fjerne

Du nordavind, jeg speider fjern og nær
Kommer du igjen fra de øde land hvor ingen mann er?

Tilsammen – vi to over beksvart hav

Enn om du aldri hit vil komme
Jeg tilbyi deg mitt kjølnende blod
Evig vil min sjel skue mot nord
Stundom mitt sinn skal reise
Til tid tar slutt på jord

Hver en jævel vill
Som sank I vann før tid var til...
Jeg drev forlatt og vandret vill
Ennu har du ikke hørt mitt hill
I tomme natten skimjet jeg
Et glimt av land, en evig ild

7. Fall Of Man

Now there is
my fairytale(s)
of dying flowers

of the earth
and those it covers
of dying maids
and viking men
of birds.. that never
of ever are the same again

8. Naar Kulda Tar (Frostnettenes Prolog)

Når vinteren tar bitter fart
Og steiner sprekker I frostklar natt
Ved svarte tjern under naken li
Da er villmarken vond å ferdes I

Vi befarer store sletter
Der sneen ligger tykk
Det blaaser kaldt – Vi skal dø
Vi har sørgelig nok forfalt

Fra still tjern
Till hortbetonte vidder
Farvel
Farvel

© 2000-2024 Ghostman & Meneldor. Все права защищены. Обратная связь... Использование материалов разрешено только со ссылкой на сайт.