събота, 22 март 2014 г.

The Party (2014)

The Party
LP

Released on 22/03/2014

Hear it and buy a download here:  www.thebarbaronesbg.bandcamp.com

Track list: 

1. Lucky
2. The Village
3. Keep the River Running
4. The Final Word
5. Late like Summer
6. Jumping over the Tracks
7. A Day for Glasses
8. Късмет
9. Кривата зора
10. Село




понеделник, 17 март 2014 г.

Село

СЕЛО

В едно досадно село
По безкрайни калдаръми
Трийсетина бедни старци
Се събуждат с черни мисли
Надяват се денят да свърши
Със по-малко проблеми
През зимата – студено
През лятото – горещо

Никой от тях
Не посмя
Да изпее песента

Във своето
Село
Съвсем сами
На своята
Планета
Съвсем сами

Не можем да си позволим
Да празнуваме сега
Животът ни ще почне
Едва когато свърши

В един навъсен снежен ден
Цяло село е заспало
На трима старци им омръзна
От безсмислено пестене

Извадиха запаситe
И виното за черни дни
И на всяка снежна порта
Те оставиха подарък

Всеки от тях
Запя
Песента

Кривата зора

КРИВАТА ЗОРА

Плуват часове - дебели сенки
на пърхащи врабчета в твойте длани
Твоята любов е огледало
Отвара от треви далеч от всичко

Обръщаш лице, водата е самотна през нощта
Потича като радост през сърцето
Спомням си пак, ти каза „Там сме двама“
Мисля си пак за тези тайни магистрали

Ти казваш „Магистрала“ и „Огледало“
Тази нощ летим за там
За кривата зора с отслабнал поглед

Късмет

КЪСМЕТ

Аз май съм щастливец
Аз вече победих
Спечелих толкова много ценни неща
Свободен съм да бъда тук
Свободен съм да бъда там
Но къде е смисълът във всичко това

Посоки светят пред очите ми
Вратите се отварят днес и викат мен

Идват към мен
Сливат се в мен
Идват към мен
Ръкуват се с мен

Ако не виждаш през света
Няма смисъл от победата
Ако си само тук
Късметът ти е само ежедневие

Зелени светлини в главата ми
Вратите се отварят днес и викат мен

Но аз не знам дали да тръгна
Те са пред мен, но те са празни
Т‘ва са сбъркани мисли
Ще кажеш остарявам
Но аз винаги съм бил стар
Въобще не знам

A Day for Glasses

A DAY FOR GLASSES

The hours drifting by are only shadows
Of chatty birds inside your pretty hands
Your love is like a mirror, let the grass grow
We’ll have a cup of tea away from sorrow

Shifting alone - the water’s getting lonesome in the night
Flowing like your joy inside my heart
You told me once “I’d live wherever you grow”
And I keep thinking about these secret little highways

The sky is just a highway
 The highest mirror
Tonight we’re taking off there
We’ll reach the leaning dawn, a day for glasses

Jumping over the Tracks

JUMPING OVER THE TRACKS

Jumping over the tracks

How empty and sweet could be that feeling

People in some greasy spoon over there

Waiving arms, waiving chops, in a kind of surprise


Wandering the railroad

I wonder where these bends could lead to

They will take you to the edge of the country

They will make you feel real, further and further


Come off the train

Just walk down the gravel

In case it rains

Give good advice to your shadow


Engineers are never wrong

My uncle used to say that, and he was a cook

Trains are the beauty of movement

Greasy spoons – immobility preachers


Wandering the railroad

I wonder where these bends could go to

They will take you to the edge of the country

They will make you feel real, further and further

Late like Summer

LATE LIKE SUMMER

You told me “Meet me where you belong”
I didn’t know where it was
We went to so many places
And now we’re back in here

The sun is burning our arms and eyes
Quietly bare on the sands
We’re listening to its breath song
To its fire and to its flies
To its fire and to its flies
Breathing in the morning sun
Screaming in the morning sun
In the morning sands

We are late like this summer
To get where we belong
We’ve found everything we will leave behind
And now we’re found by the summer sands

The sun is burning our voices
Loudly naked in the morning sands
Can we hear that relentless song

Back to the fire and to its flies
To the fire and to its flies
Breathing in the morning sands
Screaming in the morning sands

The Final Word

THE FINAL WORD

The sun looks wet and blue

For birds like me and you

From now on only birds

From now on only me

Mindless, broke, sweaty, free

The last few months are crashing

Into all we hoped to be


It’s about time we changed the gear

More than this or that, you see

It’s about time we turned the page

Just waiting for the final word

Keep the River Running

KEEP THE RIVER RUNNING

They’re cold and lazy-eyed,
You know they never fight
And yet you see the anger
In their eyes

They sigh, look at the sky
Then hug each other, right
And all you get to say is simply “Hi”

A strange girl with a bunch of flowers
Giving one to every stranger
She stares into their eyes
This time it’s real

But you don’t say “Hi”
You say “Goodbye”
Cause all you get to say is just “Goodbye”

I don’t do it out of spite,
I just look at all the sides
But please, just be yourself and keep your light
If I have to, I will be
What I know I have to be
But for now just keep the river running free

Try to say “goodbye”, try to say “Hi”
try to say “goodbye”, try to say “Hi”
Even if you try, you say “Goodbye”
then you say “Hi”, then you say “Goodbye”
then watch the sky

The Village

THE VILLAGE

In a tiny village
Miles of humdrum lowlands
A dozen needy farmers
Live a life of gloomy feelings
They just hope the day will end soon
A day without much trouble
In the winter they want summer
In the summer they want winter

And no one dared
To sing the song
That buzzes in their heads

In their own village
On their own
On their own planet
On their own

We cannot afford to celebrate our lives
We’ll start to really live only when we’re no more here

In a snowy sullen day
When everyone is sleeping
Some fellows got fed up
With the pointless endless silence
They took out all their goodies
And the wine they kept for rainy days
They perched at the central square
Left a gift on every doorstep

And then they sang
The song
The song was loud

Lucky

LUCKY

I think I was lucky
I won the greatest prize
I now own so many precious things

I can do anything I want
I can go anywhere I want
But I don’t feel like doing this at all

Directions flashing through my mind
The feelings I’ve been longing for
Calling me

And coming ahead
Filling my head
Coming ahead
Shaking my hand

If you can’t get above the facts,
There’s no use in being anywhere
If you can’t see through things
Luck is just another circumstance

Green lights are flashing through my mind
The feelings I’ve been longing for
Calling me

I don’t know if I should do this
They are so close, they are so empty
These are unreal desires
You’d say I’m getting older
But I’ve always been older
I don’t know
Датата на официалното пускане на втория албум на The Barbarones е 22.03.2014! искът носи името „Тhe Party” и съдържа 10 песни. Албумът ще бъде качен за теглене на thebarbaronesbg.bandcamp.com!