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المواضيع: masters of war

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    masters of war

    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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  3. #2
    مونا ما فهمت شيء بس فهمت شوي

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  4. #3
    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

  5. #4
    واو وايد حلو ومؤثر ومشكوره حبيبتي على الترجمه

  6. #5

    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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  8. #7
    همممممممممم الظاهر انها كلمات من اغنية و الله العليم.. على الارجح من احدى اغاني الميتال... عجبتني جداً

    شكراً على الموضوع

    Black Legend

  9. #8
    ياخي ما اتوقع ermm لأن كلمات الميتال تكون مندفعه اكثر sleeping وغموضها يدور على هدف

    الكلمات عمومآ حلوه بس ما ادري surprised 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


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