1. |
Prelude
02:08
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2. |
Taxi Blues
03:12
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we had spring. now we have frost.
nobody remembers us. nobody knows us at all.
hey you, boy, are you crazy enough
to appreciate each moment of your life?
the odd man out with the kind eyes.
the odd man out with the kind eyes.
the pale Moon sings, and a weak man dances.
(a mechanism of blood and regrets).
with smiles on our faces,
with snow on our hair,
we bear our burden.
we had a dream. now we have a war.
nobody remembers us. nobody knows us at all.
hey you, girl, are you crazy enough
to appreciate each moment of your life?
the odd man out with the kind eyes.
the odd man out with the kind eyes.
so, if a cab hits me
I will howl a taxi blues
for you.
we are trembling of noises and voices.
we feel the eternal freedom and cosmos.
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3. |
Those Cute Us
03:23
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I am sitting, staring at the sky.
I am listening to the whisper
of the forest,
holding Whitman’s beard.
I am a sigh of the burnt oak tree
that is trying to touch your throat,
your lips,
your lungs, your blood, your wings.
the groans of midnight...
where are the kids now?
the groans of midnight...
where are our bombs now?
the desired breath of dawn
brings every daisy to life.
I miss those good old days,
I miss those cute us.
I am sitting. I am quiet and involved.
I am looking into the hearts
of the heroes,
accepting an eternal courage.
I am kissed by winds and shadows,
I am enjoyed and I am admired by
the salt waves,
silver stars, and your fire.
the groans of midnight...
where are the kids now?
the groans of midnight...
where are our bombs now?
where are our bombs now?
where are we now?
the groans of midnight...
where are the kids now?
the groans of midnight...
where are our bombs now?
the desired breath of dawn
brings every daisy to life.
I miss those good old days,
I miss those cute us.
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4. |
Heartripper
03:05
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life is a creation. a human is a creation.
but Heartripper is waiting for you.
I am dancing on a sharpened blade,
on the blade that I saw in your eyes.
mine are full of despair, by the way.
you can see it, you can feel it.
show me your fire, show me your knife.
rip, rip, rip out my naked heart,
Heartripper.
love these vipers, love this virus.
show me your fire, show me your knife.
rip, rip out,
Heartripper.
love these vipers, love this virus.
no tears will fall
on the bloody and smooth pillow.
will a flower grow
on my tomb, my tomb, my tomb,
Heartripper?
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5. |
About Water
04:28
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hello, foam.
like the future is behind,
like the best was before.
when the Sun explodes,
we will have eight minutes.
when a heart explodes,
we have just never-ending winter.
hello, foam.
like the future is behind,
like the best was before.
as life itself,
your singing lures and scares.
there is no need to hurry,
there is no need to worry.
I am just a tiny tear in you, water.
("it is wider and it is deeper")
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6. |
Unanswered
03:36
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the small red lights of the cars passing by,
the pale drops of a lantern
on the tissue of a dying day,
and the noises in my ears
do not take away my grief.
would you? oh, would you?
do not hurt birds 'cause they have wings.
do not hurt birds 'cause they carry love and illness.
"it was awful tasting medicine, but the patient needed it."
do not lose faith. do not lose faith.
would you
destroy the cage of my ribs?
would you get the lily out and
kiss the death on lips?
and I sat by the ocean
with the tales of ordinary madness;
the clown radio was playing. such ridiculous love.
stay hungry. stay foolish.
"it was awful tasting medicine, but the patient needed it."
do not lose faith. do not lose faith.
someday, I will print the pictures of our dreaming,
and I will send you those pictures to heaven.
the deaf night is moaning. I am trying to get asleep.
leave it without an answer. oh, leave it unanswered, please.
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7. |
Torpor
03:36
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chestnut trees keep all secrets.
the river flows with all memories.
dissolved in the atmosphere,
we have faded away, away,
we have become delirious,
are we angelic creatures?
the City reads the elegy to us.
this city used to despond with us.
the first kiss. the first fight.
the first heartbreaking story.
raindrops keep falling.
friends keep going nowhere.
we were born here.
we are burnt here.
the City of K respires on this day
with us.
people change, seasons change.
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8. |
Interlude
02:09
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9. |
Merciful
03:47
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believe me,
mornings, Aprils and birds
are some miracles that
we do not notice.
nights
are the dried wounds,
lights are the shoots
in the silence.
your tired eyes adore rain.
what is about your sons?
we observe
your eternal immense gladness.
we have lost our homes
as the years of childhood.
we are going down
swinging, drifting,
exploding.
nights
are the dried wounds,
lights are the shoots
in the silence.
your tired eyes adore rain.
what is about your sons?
we are going down
swinging, drifting,
exploding.
your weeping is an entire galaxy,
your soul is an orchid garden.
your way is so sacrificing.
the apathy I gave to you,
the care you had lost
were combining, were combining.
merciful,
you do not know about the absorbing darkness.
merciful,
though there will be a shining behind the
black clouds.
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10. |
Chautauqua
03:54
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oh, friend, death is a haze.
my friend, do not be afraid.
take my hand.
take my hand, my dearest friend.
take my hand; it is a sick nightmare…
our lives are joylands...
the charm and stars in the sky,
but I cannot fall asleep.
there is no death. and do not expect it to come.
who wants to live will never die.
our lives are wastelands...
the plague and fascinating days,
but I cannot fall asleep.
there is no death. and do not expect it to come.
who wants to live will never die.
oh, friend, death is a haze.
my friend, do not be afraid.
take my hand, my dearest friend.
take my hand; it is a sick nightmare…
"немає смерті і не ждіть не буде.
хто хоче жить ніколи не помре."
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11. |
Prayer
05:36
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please, inspire hope in a homeless heart, in a wounded heart.
give the power to each word of unknown poets and writers.
let the waves of music wash gray souls.
bless our parents, friends, lovers, and enemies.
burn out all money and all envy.
forgive me and those who are cruel and callous.
I do not want to be alone. I do not want to be angry.
I am just clay that wants to be light, water, hills, and air.
let love always blossom within us.
let us smile on the coldest days, in the coldest hours.
let us hold hands and sail the boat
on the deep and charming river of our lives...
please, please, heal me in the name of Light.
please, please, heal me in the name of Light.
forgiveness.
I do not want to be alone. I do not want to be angry.
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Orpha Kyiv, Ukraine
Orpha is a Kyiv-based post-hardcore band formed in 2012.
members:
Dima - vocals
Dima - guitar
Sviat - guitar
Vova - bass
Anton - drums
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