Надвигающиеся неизбежно и сурово грозящие всеми возможными пальцами гос экзамены вызывают в моей душе трепет инатягивают на мозги печаль.
Весьма классно это настроение передаётся Queen - The Final Countdow
Ну,а если вдруг беда таки настигнет и госы будут завалены,то почему-то в ушах бренчит переделанная или вольнопереведённая песня группы Status Quo...в исполнении Сергея Калугина...Там немножко нецензурненько,зато полностью олицетворяет надвигающийся абзац...

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Отредактировано Кошка (2011-01-16 11:17:28)

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realise that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the love

текст с переводом на русский

Отредактировано Хрусталь (2011-01-16 22:09:57)

Тут что-то пошла тема про ВОВ и партизан, думаю будет в тему.
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Into the Motherland the German army march

In the Soviet Union, Summer 1943
Tanks line up in thousands, as far the eye can see
Ready for the onslaught, ready for the fight
Waiting for the Axis, to march into the trap

Mines are placed in darkness
In the cover of the night
Waiting to be triggered
When the time is right

Imminent invasion
Imminent attack
Once the battle's started
There's no turning back

The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack

Into the Motherland the German army march
Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers of Russian soil Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed

Fields of Prokhorovka, the heat of battle burned
Suffered heavy losses, the tide of war has turned
Driving back the Germans, fighting on four fronts
Hunt them Mother Russia, out of Soviet land

Reinforce the frontline, force the Axis to retreat
Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat
Soldiers of the Union broke the Citadel
Ruined serve an army, Axis rest in hell

The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack

Into the Motherland the German army march
Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers of Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed.

Onward Comrades, Onward for the Soviet Union, Charge!

Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Will of the people, strong in command
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Once more victorious the Red Army stands.

The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack

Into the Motherland the German army march
Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers of Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed.

Отредактировано Дедушка Хо (2011-01-19 17:40:16)

Ироничные ассоциации на наши с сетитами "разборки")

Отредактировано Мара (2011-01-31 12:59:00)