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Tudjátok, hogy szeretem ezeket a videoklipekben lévő szimbólumokat! Megint egy ilyet akarok mutatni.
Bennem van, hogy a friss történésekhez kapcsolódik! Ugyanis óriási átalakulás és "háború" zajlik (állítólag) a háttérben ebben a pillanatban is.
Valahogy a Prometheus film témája sem véletlen, de ezt már megbeszéltük.
Itt an ez a szám ami most nagyon megfogott! A zenéje is tetszik, még úgy is, hogy oroszul van!
Vintage - Derevya (Винтаж - Деревья)
Látszik a videón, hogy volt vele munka és nagyon "érdekes" képek vannak benne! Nem fordítottam vagy írtam hozzá elemzést, mert szerintem minden olyan, amit érteni fogtok!
(Ha mégis érdekel részletesen valakit Vigilant Citizen is írt róla...)
aztán lemegyünk a Föld alá, jelenet a Pokolban, lávában izzó Földön egy férfi és egy nő rituális táncot jár.
Várandós meztelen nő a bolygó felett a 2012 dátummal, ami folyamatosan pörög 0000-ig, majd egy fényes villanással robbanás.
Ezután minden katonai dolog: fegyver, tank, vadászrepülő látványosan megsemmisül.
A szépség töviskoszorúval a fején elhozta a fényességet és befejezésül a pusztulás után egy zöld kis növény kibújik a sivár homok alól és növekedni kezd.....
Nagyon látványos és nem egy szokványos klipnek tartom! Csináltam egy képet.
A szövege:Your idol is a semigod
He created you and you believed
In emptiness, between the lines
You touched love, and it burned away.
Paintings, cars, papers.
Where is the real love, then?
You will wake up one morning.
Tell me...
Tell me, where have you been?
Where were you when love lived on Earth?
Where were you, when I was waiting for you only?
When the trees were big,
When all boys become men...
Hit me, my satire,
It's just that I lived a bit more of life.
And I'm holding this world,
like a child on my arms, but you are a father only by words!
Paintings, cars, papers.
Where is the real life, then?
You will wake up one morning.
Tell me...
Tell me, where were you?
Where were you when love lived on Earth?
Where were you when I was waiting for you only,
When the trees were bigger...
When do all boys become men
and stop playing with cars and swords,
don't break the silence to pieces
and hold the whole world on their palms?
On their palms...
When the trees were big...
When all boys become men,
Men...
He created you and you believed
In emptiness, between the lines
You touched love, and it burned away.
Paintings, cars, papers.
Where is the real love, then?
You will wake up one morning.
Tell me...
Tell me, where have you been?
Where were you when love lived on Earth?
Where were you, when I was waiting for you only?
When the trees were big,
When all boys become men...
Hit me, my satire,
It's just that I lived a bit more of life.
And I'm holding this world,
like a child on my arms, but you are a father only by words!
Paintings, cars, papers.
Where is the real life, then?
You will wake up one morning.
Tell me...
Tell me, where were you?
Where were you when love lived on Earth?
Where were you when I was waiting for you only,
When the trees were bigger...
When do all boys become men
and stop playing with cars and swords,
don't break the silence to pieces
and hold the whole world on their palms?
On their palms...
When the trees were big...
When all boys become men,
Men...
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