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.mona.
15-03-2005, 16:07
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

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حليوه
16-03-2005, 13:04
مونا ما فهمت شيء بس فهمت شوي

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.mona.
18-03-2005, 12:53
تعال تجيد للحرب
أنت الذي تبني كلّ المسدّسات
أنت الذي تبني طائرات الموت
أنت الذي تبني القنابل الكبيرة
أنت ذلك المخبأ خلف الأسوار
أنت ذلك المخبأ خلف المكاتب
أريدك أن تعرف فقط
يمكن أن أستشفّ من أقنعتك

أنت الذي لم تعمل نوتهين أبدًا
لكنّ ابن للتّدمير
تلعب مع عالمي
مثله لدى لعبتك الصّغيرة
وضعت مسدّسًا في يدي
و تختبئ من عيوني
و تلفّ و تجري بعيدًا
عندما يطير الرّصاص السّريع

مثل يهوذا من قديم
تكذب و تخدع
حرب عالميّة يمكن أن تُفَازَ
تريدني أن أصدّق
لكننيّ أستشفّ من عيونك
و أستشفّ من مخّك
مثلما أستشفّ من الماء
ذلك يصدم بالوعتي

تغلق الأزندة
للآخرين لإطلاق النّار
ثمّ أنت أخّرت و تشاهد
عندما يصبح حساب الموت أعلى
تختبئ في قصرك
كبيوبل صغير

هدي الترجمه حبيبتي

ميرسي ع المرور

حليوه
18-03-2005, 14:09
واو وايد حلو ومؤثر ومشكوره حبيبتي على الترجمه

Blue Angel
18-03-2005, 14:17
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Let me get back to the guns again, I hear them calling me,
And all I ask is my own ship, and the surge of the open sea,
In the long, dark nights, when the stars are out, and the clean salt breezes blow,
And the land's foul ways are half forgot, like nightmare, and I know
That the world is good, and life worth while, and man's real work to do,
In the final test, in Nature's school, to see which of us rings true.
On shore, in peace, men cheat and lie - but you can't do that at sea,
For the sea is strong; if your work is weak, vain is the weakling's plea
Of a "first offence" or "I'm only young," or "It shall not happen again,"
For the sea finds out your weakness, and writes its lesson plain.
"The liar, the slave, the slum-bred cur - let them stay ashore, say I,
"For, mark it well, if they come to me, I break them and they die.
The land is kind to a soul unsound; I find and probe the flaw,
For I am the tears of eternity that rock to eternal law."

I love the touch of the clean salt spray on my hands and hair and face,
I love to feel the long ship leap, when she feels the sea's embrace,
While down below is the straining hull, o'erhead the gulls and clouds,
And the clean wind comes 'cross the vast sea space, and sings its song in the shrouds.
But now in my dreams, besides the sounds one always hears at sea,
I hear the mutter of distant guns, which call and call to me,
Singing: "Come! The day is here for which you have waited long."
And women's tears, and craven fears, are drowned in that monstrous song.
So whatever the future hold in store, I feel that I must go,
To where, thro' the shattering roar, I hear a voice that whispers low:
"The craven, the weak, the man with nerves, from me they must keep away,
Or a dreadful price in shattered nerves, and broken health they pay.
But send me the man who is calm and strong, in the face of my roaring blast,
He shall tested be in my mighty fires, and if he shall live at the last,
He can go to his home, his friends, his kin, to his life e'er war began,
With a new-found soul, and a new-found strength, knowing himself a man."

ادري انه طويل لكن ياريت انه يعجبج ... عموما كان كلامج حلو و مؤثر ... Thanx a lot ^___~

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همس الروح
18-03-2005, 16:09
ممكن تترجموا كلامكم

Black Legend
19-03-2005, 10:52
همممممممممم الظاهر انها كلمات من اغنية و الله العليم.. على الارجح من احدى اغاني الميتال... عجبتني جداً

شكراً على الموضوع

Black Legend

FLASH MIX
20-03-2005, 02:13
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ياخي ما اتوقع ::مغتاظ:: لأن كلمات الميتال تكون مندفعه اكثر :نوم: وغموضها يدور على هدف



الكلمات عمومآ حلوه بس ما ادري :مندهش: يعني من جد ما ادري قرأئتها اكثر من مره وبرضو ما ادري

ابغى اعرف الهدف أو النهايه ما لقيت

شدني من الكلام اللي كتبتي


Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do

that's not important :rolleyes:


Salaam