Joy Division - Ice age
Tekst :
I ve seen the real atrocities,
Buried in the sand,
Stockpiled safety for a few,
While we stand holding hands
I m living in the ice age,
I m living in the ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
It s not an eclipse.
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age.
Searching for another way,
Hide behind the door,
We’ll live in holes and disused shafts,
Hopes for little more.
I m living in the ice age,
I m living in the ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age.
Inne utwory
Decades From safety to where The drawback The eternal Exercise one The sound of music The kill Novelty Day of the lords Passover Disorder Interzone Autosuggestion Chance Sound of music Twenty four hours Losowe utwory
O father our ruler
Mi know you still dea Yah--o o o
And you see the activity--yea, o yea
Of them who fight against we yea, o yea
You have seen the influence of the oppressor
And the effect it has upon the people--woo
I believe in a few things :
God, the Devil and Love,
Cause I ve looked up from the bottom and I ve stared down from above.
And I have faith in a few things :
Divinity,
Divinity and Grace,
But even when I m on my knees, I know the devil prays.
And you re working...
Czy wierzysz, że są prawdy objawione
Czy wierzysz, że to zdarzyć się może
Czy tylko to idzie tak jak teraz to widzisz
Nadzieja jest matką głupich
Na środku sceny przez wszystkich opuszczeni
Ważą się losy twoje. Tak jest niebezpiecznie
I chyba bym oszalał,...
Motylem jestem,
na na na na, motylem jestem.
Pofrunę, gdzie nie byłam jeszcze.
Zatrzymaj, bo nie wrócę więcej...
Motylem jestem,
na na na na, motylem jestem.
Dzień minął już, a pragnę jeszcze
siąść tu i tam... motylem jestem...
Jak motyle,...
So you ve been well
I couldn t tell
I know you better
Remember when
Spoken back then
You d come here again
I must admit I wasn t loving
And I was running from myself
Do seasons changing stir old feelings...