Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see
Starless and bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh yearns to be
Starless and bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness
For me
Starless and bible black

Prevod pesme

Bezzvezdano

Zalazak sunca očaravajućeg dana
Zlato u mojim očima
Ali moje oči su se ka sebi okrenule
Jedino vidim
Bezzvezdano i biblijski crno

Ledeno plavo srebrno nebo
Bledi u sivilo
U neku sivu nadu koja teži da postane
Bezzvezdana i biblijski crna

Milostinja, stari drug
Okrutan, izopačen osmeh
A taj osmeh ukazuje na prazninu
Za mene
Bezzvezdano i biblijski crno

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The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
If no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death (if)
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
crying…
crying…
crying…

Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
crying…
crying…
crying…

Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
crying…
crying…
cry…
cry…
cry…

cry…
cry…

Prevod pesme

Epitaf

Zid na kojem su proroci pisali
Puca po šavovima.
Na instrumentima smrti
Jarko sijaju sunčevi zraci
Kad su svi ljudi rastrzani
Noćnim morama i snovima,
Zar niko neće lovorov venac položiti
Dok tišina utapa krike.

Konfuzija će biti moj epitaf.
Dok puzim napuklom i isprekidanom stazom
Ako uspemo, možemo se opustiti i smejati se.
Ali plašim se da mi sutra sleduje plakanje,
Da plašim se da ću sutra plakati.
Da plašim se da ću sutra plakati.

Između gvozdenih bedema sudbine,
Seme vremena je posejano,
i zalivano delima onih
Koji znaju i koji su poznati;
Znanje je smrtni prijatelj
Ako niko ne određuje pravila.
Vidim da je sudbina čovečanstva
U rukama budala.

Zid na kojem su proroci pisali
Puca po šavovima.
Na instrumentima smrti (ako)
Jarko sijaju sunčevi zraci
Kad su svi ljudi rastrzani
Noćnim morama i snovima,
Zar niko neće lovorov venac položiti
Dok tišina utapa krike.

Konfuzija će biti moj epitaf.
Dok puzim napuklom i isprekidanom stazom
Ako uspemo, možemo se opustiti i smejati se.
Ali plašim se da mi sutra sleduje plakanje,
Da plašim se da ću sutra plakati.
Da plašim se da ću sutra plakati.
plakati…
plakati…
plakati…

Da plašim se da ću sutra plakati.
plakati…
plakati…
plakati…

Da plašim se da mi sutra sleduje plakanje.
plakanje…
plakanje…
plač…
plač…
plač…

plač…
plač…

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Tragedies of Kennedys, refugees, AIDS disease
Photos of Hiroshima, the Holocaust, and Kosovo
Tim McVeigh, Saddam Hussein, the bombing of the World Trade
Hostages in Bosnia, atrocities, South Africa,
Abortion and Kevorkian, Vietnam, napalm,
Lady Di, and Lennon died a violent crime, Columbine,
“I have a dream that one day…”
Rodney King, O.J., symbols of our lives and times,
“One giant leap for mankind”

Prevod pesme

Ja imam san

Tragedije Kenedija, izbeglica, AIDS-a
Slike Hirošime, Holokausta i Kosova
Tim Mekvej, Sadam Husein, bombardovanje Svetskog trgovačkog centra
Taoci u Bosni, grozote, Južna Afrika,
Abortus i Kevorkian, Vijetnam, napalm,
Ledi Di, i Lenon umrli su nasilnom smrću, Kolumbin,
“Ja imam san da jednog dana…”
Rodni King, O Džej, simboli našeg života i vremena,
“Veliki korak za čovečanstvo”

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Pain day sky beauty die black joy
Love empty day life die pain passion
Joy black day hate beauty die life
Joy ache empty day pain die love
Passion joy black light

And if God is dead, what am I
A fleck of dirt on the wing of a fly
Hurtling to earth
Through a hole in the sky
A hole in the sky

And if Warhol is a genius, what am I
A speck of lint on the penis of an alien
Buried in gelatin
Beneath the sands of Venus

Time sun hurt trust peace dark rage
Sad white rain sun anger hurt soft
Trust night rage rain white hope dark
Sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger
Rain white light

And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur
And a dog can dream; should it be implausible
That a man might supervise
The construction of light
The construction of light

Pain day sky beauty black die joy
Love empty time sun hurt trust peace
Dark rage sad white rain hate anger
Hope sacred passion life night ache soft
Light

Prevod pesme

Stvaranje svetlosti

Patnja, dan, nebo, lepota, umri, crno, radost
Ljubav, prazan, život, umri, patnja, strast
Radost, prazan, dan, život, umri, patnja, strast
Radost, crn, dan, mržnja, lepota, umri, život
Radost, žudnja, prazan, dan, patnja, umreti, ljubav
Strast, radost, crna, svetlost

I ako je bog mrtav, šta sam ja
Prljava mrlja na krilu muve
Što se zaletela ka zemlji
Kroz rupu na nebu

I ako je Vorhol genije, šta sam ja
Nit vate na penisu vanzemaljca
Zarivenog u želatin
Pod peskom Venere

Vreme, sunce, bol, poverenje, mir, mrak, bes
Tužan, belo, kiša, sunce, ljutnja, povređenost, blag
Poverenje, noć, bes, kiša, belo, nada, mrak
Sveto, sunce, vreme, poverenje, povređenost, bes, ljutnja
Kiša, belo, svetlost

I ako ptica može da govori, koja je nekad bila dinosaur
I pas može da sanja; zar je normalno da bude nezamislivo
Da jedan čovek nadzire
Stvaranje svetlosti
Stvaranje svetlosti

Patnja, dan, nebo, lepota, crno, umri, radost
Ljubav, prazno, vreme, sunce, povređenost, poverenje, mir
Mrak, bes, tužan, belo, kiša, mržnja, ljutnja
Nada, sveta, strast, život, noć, žudnja, blaga
Svetlost

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The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament’s begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrim’s door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
the funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.

Prevod pesme

Na dvoru crvenog kralja

Zarđale lance zatvorskih meseci
Slomilo je sunce.
Idem putem, menjaju se horizonti
Turnir je počeo.
Purpurni frulaš svoju svira melodiju,
Hor tiho peva;
Tri uspavanke na nekom prastarom jeziku,
Za dvorjane crvenog kralja.

Čuvar ključeva grada
Zatvara kapke snova.
Ja čekam pred hodočasničkim vratima
Bez spremnih zavera.
Crna kraljica poja
posmrtni marš,
Napukla mesingana zvona će zvoniti;
Da pozovu nazad vatrenu vešticu
na dvor crvenog kralja.

Baštovan sadi neku zimzelenu biljku
Dok gazi po cvetu.
Ja jurim za brodom u obliku prizme
Da bih okusio slatko i kiselo.
Žongler podiže ruku;
Orkestar počinje.
Dok se tocilo lagano okreće
Na dvoru crvenog kralja.

U siva jutra udovice plaču
Mudraci pričaju šalu;
Meni se žuri da rastumačim božanske znakove
Da zadovoljim obmanu.
Žuta dvorska luda ne svira
već nežno poteže žice
I osmehuje se dok marionete plešu
Na dvoru crvenog kralja.

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