Un cintec care-mi place, usor adaptat.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of our lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible, swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen it in the watch-fires of one million secret camps,
You can see it everywhere - there's a million tiny stamps;
I can read his righteous sentence under dim or flaring lamps:
The time has finally come.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
The time has finally come.
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"All the multitudes that cower shall be fished out by the creel;
For the meek is only here for the strong to have a meal;
It shall be done by dawn."
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
It shall be done by dawn.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never sound retreat;
He is sifting out the worthy from the chaff before his seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him! Be jubilant, my feet!
The day is squarely won.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
The day is squarely won.
Across the many seas of water and the countless seas of time
There's a reasoning in hiding as behind the verse stands rhyme.
What it says is that whoever cleans his eyes of birthright's grime
Shall feast on fawn and prawn.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Shall feast on fawn and prawn.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
Every century, each decade, every line that time engrave
He was here to establish who is free and who's a slave.
Our lord shall smile at dawn.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our lord shall smile at dawn.
Da, stiu ca mai exista ceva porcarie de-o tot cinta adventistii si alti ciudati, da' e un fals grosolan si neinspirat.
Cu placere.
Sunday, 6 May 2012
E fain ca practic poti plasa orice zeu mai sanatos din orice mitologie in cantecel si versurile tot in zona aia bat.
Sunday, 6 May 2012
Faci una ?
Cu aia ai metalului gen.
Monday, 7 May 2012
Pai la metal e simplu. Cand vezi orice substantiv puternic adaugi dupa el ''of metal'' (asa au aparut in timp ''Gods of Metal'', ''Glory of Metal''... si superba expresie, dintr-o trupa minora de power ''Metal of Steel'').
Monday, 7 May 2012
Io aveam cu gagicile asa o convenite, da' cu "of dog" in loc de "of metal". Ca era de cute nu de metal. Noa si ca rezultat inclusiv un banal ciine erea "dog of dog".
Monday, 7 May 2012
Acum, daca puneai si metal iesea: dog of dog of metal.
Monday, 7 May 2012
carei cantecu pocait?
Monday, 7 May 2012
Pai Battle Hymn of the Republic, sau casa citez : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8U0AI8JTT0