MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
sopor aeternus - a strange thing to say
A strange thing to say
I know it must seem to you like the strangest thing to say,
But in the winter of his presence
I've always felt warm and safe.
I always knew no skirt no suit would ever bother me,
As long as he is present,
As long as this man stayed close to me.
I do like his company, I enjoy it, in fact,
He's the only human friend that I ever had,
Which is quite ironic, 'cause he's mostly occupied
By the methods that exist to blow out people's lights ...
I wouldn't be surprised at all,
If someday I found out
That he had thoroughly checked on my life
And on my background,
And confidently reconfirmed
By the things he didn't find,
He then granted me access to a small part
Of his secret life ...
I know it must seem to you
Like the strangest thing to say,
But in the winter of his presence
I've always felt warm and safe ...
I never had to worry though, it can't give me the chills,
Because, you see, men are the only species that he kills.
Oh, that's why I love his company, quite enjoy it, in fact,
He is the only human friend that I ever had.
I rarely ponder on him
In the wayward hours of the day,
But am surprised at my own delight
I find in seeing him again.
White shirt, black tie, exquisite twine,
I'm brewing tea, he's having wine.
It's quite seductive, if it's right,
The perfect way to spend the night ...
I do like his company, I enjoy it, in fact,
He's the only human friend that I ever had,
Which is quite ironic, 'cause he's mostly occupied
By the methods that exist to blow out people's lights ...
I never had to worry though, it can't give me the chills,
Because, you see, men are the only species that he kills.
Oh, that's why I love his company, quite enjoy it, in fact,
He is the only human friend that I ever had.
Each act performed is like a ballet, a prayer,
Precise and acute.
Oh, how I do admire such perfect business-like attitude,
Both in style and execution, virtuously immaculate ...-
And flawlessly equated to the savage fee that he has set.
Built just like the ideal of an athlete, my champion of sorts.
His price is one that only broken hearts are willing to afford.
Death is always quite disastrous, messy,
Common and obscene,
But in the golden hour when he leaves
All is stainless, all is clean ...
I do like his company, I enjoy it, in fact,
He's the only human friend that I ever had,
Which is quite ironic, 'cause he's mostly occupied
By the methods that exist to blow out people's lights ...
I never had to worry though, it can't give me the chills,
Because, you see, men are the only species that he kills.
Oh, that's why I love his company, quite enjoy it, in fact,
He is the only human friend that I ever had.
If I, one day, might also decide to need
This special kind of service that this man provides,
Oh, I will pray that my fate kindly agrees to the plot,
And sends someone like this man to come and finish the job.
Because I just cannot bear the foul and blasphemous thought
That involves getting slain by some filthy amateur's hands.
I know it must seem to you like the strangest thing to say,
But in the winter of his presence I always felt warm and safe.
I know that you must surely think me mad,
But he's the most human friend that I ever had ...
sopor aeternus - abschied
"Seinem Geiste bekenne ich mich,
ein Sehnen verzehret sein schönes Gesicht,
daß, ermattet,
von Güte beschattet, allmächtig ist.
Sein Körper bewegt sich nicht...
- im Traume sich endlich sein Zwingen vergißt.
Den heulenden Jubel erkenne ich nicht,
der mir den heiligen Frieden zerbricht.
Sein schweigender Mund, seine schlafende
Brust harren zärtlich der süßen Lust.
Sein Körper bewegt sich nicht...
- im Traume sich endlich sein Zwingen vergißt."
sopor aeternus - across the bridge
From far beyond the veil of sleep some ancient voice does seem to whisper my forgotten name weakly, yet solemnly.
So remotely that one night think it had been but a dream, echo of some illusive call of fleeting memory.
Yes, to believe such vain idea no problem it would be, if there was not this inscrutable unrest within me ...
As if out of the deepest sea some creature seeks to rise, to wish its long denied existence back into my life.
My secret name is whispered by a half-forgotten sigh and out of nothing, across my face, which is all petrified,
Hot tears are running without end. A deeply troubling pain pulls me together inwardly, to be no more the same...
From far beyond the veil of sleep some tune, ne'er before heard, is trav'lling on a fragile breath, to shake my frozen world.
sopor aeternus - always within the hour
Have I, without knowledge, made a subtle pass at you, or have the
poses that are mine to strike then perhaps posed a threat to you?
Have I crossed the thin line now, that guards your un-enchanted barn,
was it my simple friendliness that stirred the peasants, causing this
alarm?
Hänsel, call your soldiers back, this witch sticks to her gingerbread.
Girlfriends, wives or fiancées will save your sacred straightness from disgrace.
Such ugliness laid eyes on you in conversation, plain to see.
Your signals, clearly advertising, stressing the obvious to me!
Oh, bite your tongue, is it too much to ask for, can't you just for
once, keep it in.
Oh, please don't say it ? - spare me your painful arrogance!
Hänsel, call your soldiers back, this witch sticks to her gingerbread.
Girlfriends, wives or fiancées will save your sacred straightness from disgrace.
Say:
Have I, without knowledge, made a subtle pass at you, or have the
poses that are mine to strike then perhaps posed a threat to you?
Have I, out of saddest habit, stared for too long at one spot?
Or has my silence been mistaken for pondering on your private parts?
Hänsel, call your soldiers back, this witch sticks to her gingerbread.
Girlfriends, wives or fiancées will save your sacred straightness from disgrace
sopor aeternus - an die sterne
Ich sehe Dich, Stern, dort am Himmel,
so kalt und so unendlich weit...-
und doch hast Du Trost mir gegeben,
warst mir immer treues Geleit.
Deiner Schwester, der Mondin, entsagend,
gleich meiner Hoffnung auf Licht,
zieh' ich durch die kalten Welten,
doch die Richtung, die weiss ich nicht...
Oh, silbernes Licht meiner Sterne,
Du Glanz in trostloser Nacht,
geh' ich meinen Weg auch alleine,
hältst Du über mich doch stets Wacht...
Ich habe mein Ziel längst verloren
und glaube nicht mehr daran.
Mein Platz in der Welt ward vergessen...-
hab' ich meine pflicht schon getan ?
Oh, Stern, könnt' ich Dich nur erreichen,
Deine silbernen Strahlen berühr'n;
Du könntest mir Hoffnung neu geben,
mir den Geist und die Sinne verführ'n...
Oh, silbernes Licht meiner Sterne,
Du Glanz in trostloser Nacht,
geh' ich meinen Weg auch alleine,
hältst Du über mich doch stets Wacht...
Oh, Stern dort am Himmel, so glaube mir,
wenn mein Körper auch einmal vergeht,
meine Seele wird Dich doch stets kennen,
wenn sie die Verbindung besteht,
Einen Tempel wird sie sich weben
aus Strahlen, dem glänzenden Licht...-
und dort werde ich auf Dich warten,
denn vergessen kann ich Dich nicht...
Oh, silbernes Licht meiner Sterne,
Du Glanz in trostloser Nacht,
geh' ich meinen Weg auch alleine,
hältst Du über mich doch stets Wacht...
sopor aeternus - and bringer of sadness
Oh Saturn, come...
devour me, save in your Darkness
I long to sleep.
I'll make my heart a sword of steel,
I will not doubt, will never feel.
All petrified I shall not fear...
(...though petrified I'm breathing fear).
Oh Saturn, come... devour me,
save in your Darkness all shall be sealed!
sopor aeternus - anima
The Woman I am no mirror can see,
My breast are still small and my voice is so deep.
The Woman I am unable (she cannot) feel love,
I wish to cut my genitals and feed them to the dogs.
The woman I am prepared to receive the pain.
The needles shall burn only the ugly remains.
Suppression is impossible, I must live it out,
My true self is female how could I ever doubt...
sopor aeternus - architecture ii
Over many years we have erected walls
that even he could never penetrate.
His well-trained voice
is of enormous power as it's based
on many years of practise
and an iron will of a certain kind ... -
melodiously it carries wide,
pervades each space,
regardless of its size.
His masculinity contained within
is simply undeniable
in so many pleasant ways.
Neither his age,
advanced as it may be,
nor the baldness of his head,
could ever detract from the strength
that still obeys
and moves his aging flesh.
His manhood still unbroken
and impressive
in so many pleasant ways.
He is well aware of the looks
he has and gets
and knows to calculate
the strong effect he has,
make an impression
and achieve a certain aim.
This strategy works fine for him,
as his tremendous sexuality,
projected energy,
directed with greatest skill and care,
can even make his rivals
joyfully obey his secret wishes ? -
follow his orders with delight.
Watching such an act being performed,
if only from a afar,
will never leave you unimpressed,
even though you may be unobserved ... -
he will etch his sign into your heart.
He can make you come
just by looking at you,
it is such a rare gift ... ?
and quite frightening too.
sopor aeternus - bang bang
I was five and you were six
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black, you wore white
You would always win the fight
You shot me down
I hit the ground
That awful sound
My baby shot me down
Seasons came and changed the time
I grew up, I called you mine
You would always laugh and say
Remember when we used to play
Music played and people sang
Just for me the church bells rang
Now his gone I don't know why
Sometimes I cry
You didn't say goodbye
You didn't take the time to lie
You shot me down
I hit the ground
That awful sound
My baby shot me down
I was five and you were six
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black, you wore white
You would always win the fight
sopor aeternus - baptisma
Shivering with ... awe ... and delight:
"Here is my throat", he said,
As he bowed his head ... in silence ... to him.
Behold his white flesh ... shining in the velvet of darkness.
Take him now, and he will be yours ... -
Can't you see, how he longs to be yours ... forever ... and a day.
...silently the river flows ...
"Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,
An diesem Ort kann ich nicht sein.
Strecke mich nieder, zerschlage mein Haupt,
Meister des Mordes, schenke mir den Tod!"
There he stood, bare and willing,
As the blood ... his blood ... was streaming
Down his naked body ... this naked body.
Gushing out of the wounds, enfeebled he was sinking to the floor.
Gushing out of the wounds, enfeebled he was sinking to the floor.
"Cold" , he thought, "so cold the stones,
But I'll be colder soon!"
Still not enough ... still not enough.
"This is the moment, my beautiful, beloved one,
The time has come to send your farewell to the sun,
To cross the threshold and leave ... all these mortal dregs behind.
You shall be flesh of my flesh ... and blood of my blood.
Flesh of my flesh ... and blood of my blood.
Let me take what you have to give,
Let me take ... and you shall receive.
Feel the beat of my dead heart,
Feel the beat of my heart ... and drink, as I have done ... -
Drink, my beautiful, beloved one!"
A new flower in the ancient bouquet,
Another rose in the garden of darkness,
That will never see the day ... -
That will never, never see the day.
"...Tränen sind Perlen, Juwelen der Sterbenden ..."
sopor aeternus - beautiful thorn
Ivy kissed the shadows,
As mo(u)rning lusts for dew,
She with lips of sweetest pain,
Lies in wait for you.
With the dawn she went away,
Before mist veiled the earth,
Nothing remained - except for the wounds -
The only gift of her.
"Oh, for themselves they should despair,
When our graves lie in silence, but we're not there.
When there are voices close to your ear,
But no reflection is haunting the mirror."
With the dawn we fade away,
Before mist veils the earth,
Nothing remains, except for the wounds ... -
The only gift of him, me ... or her.
sopor aeternus - beyond the wall of sleep
Every now and then it seems to me
That there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep ...
Saddesty the wanderer ... who is travelling here
For far to often ..., or just longer than his mortal mind would bare.
From the other world he can never fully return
After the passing of a certain period of time,
As the forces of the other side are with him all the while,
Are surrounding his mind,
As they are now with him all the time.
Obscuring his mind, his spirit,
They chain him to this place or state:
Mind and body will become lethargic, listless and inert,
And then, driven by his wounded,
He will be longing for nothing more ... except the end itself ... -
For darkness ... and for death.
Every now and then it seems to me
That there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep ...
Saddesty the wanderer ... who is travelling here
For far to often ..., or just longer than his mortal mind would bare.
sopor aeternus - birth fiendish figuration
Exposed with hands as empty
as the opposite space,
crawling we move
to where the final station lies,
to whom is the debt
that we are forced to pay...?
Real forces dare to appear only
when we turn away,
truth reveals itself
Reveal yourself!
A face ordained to hypocrites,
we know the masks,
their artificial smiles,
"Mind's black eyes should break the lies!"
Distorted pictures are all
transparent to us,
phantasmagoria... such a useful weapon,
ineffectual against us, enemies,
with the knowledge of truth... ...truth
makes me sick,
what a wretched play!
Paralyzed by flesh and bones,
condemned to vegetate,
condemned to stay alone
Helplessy we are escaping,
we're dinging to...
stranded ashore,
"Oh, beloved infamous side!"
Our distress in perfections,
trials and tribulation,
preferring our pain,
we'll stay and die...
sopor aeternus - bis zum hahnenschrei
Was ist das geheimnis von
Der seltsamen attraktion,
Wenn er auf der seite liegt,
Voll, bekleideit, erigiert... ?
Mach' die augen zu
Mach' die augen zu
Keine gest und keine wort
F hrt sein gedanken fort
Wahr ist's schlie lich g'rade dann,
Wenn niemals geschehen kann.
Er ist kalt, man sicht den hauch,
Aten hebt und senkt den bauch,
Und der dunklen unterwelt
Hat er sich zu mir gesellt...
Cds sopor aeternus á Venda