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Memento Mori
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Patti Smith
жанры: rock, punk
альбомы: Peace and Noise, Original Album Classics
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The fans were whirlin' Like the blades of a 'copter Liftin' into the skies above some foreign land Soaked with the bodies of so many friends Johnny waved, he was on his way home Waved goodbye to his comrades in arms And all the twisted things he'd seenWaved goodbye And the blades hit somethin' Maybe just fate, but the blades hit The 'copter went up in flames And Johnny never went marchin' home Johnny never went marchin' home They took his name And they carved it on a slab of marble With several thousand other names All the fallen idols The apples of their mother's eye Just another nameMeanwhile Back on that burning shore Johnny's comrades stood speechless They looked with uh uh uh uh disbelievin' eyes As those bits of metal and the embers The embers of his eyes, fanned out into the air Black dust, flamesOh! Johnny Some day they'll make a movie about you And in the makin' of movie Some mad apocalypse It will become even stranger Than the simple act Just a boy goin' up, up, up Just a boy goin' up, in flames, in the smoke Just another life, just another breath And who'll remember Oh! Eternity now As eternal as a sheet of marble Eternal as a slab on a green hill And your name and all your fallen brothers And all the ones not cut All the ones remembered only in the hearts A mother, a father, a brother A sister, a lover, a son, daughter Shall not, shall not fade, shall not fadeYour ancestors salute you And the Gods of your ancestors, salute you Havin', havin' been formed by the minds of your ancestors The Gods of your ancestors, salute you Havin' been formed by your ancestors The Gods of your ancestors, salute you They draw you in, they draw you through They draw, they draw you through that golden door Mornin' boy, come in, we remember you We conceived of you, we conceived of your breath We conceived of the whole human race And we conceived it to be a beautiful thing Like a tulip bending in the wind Sometimes, it comes back to us In the form of a handful of dust Comes back in the form of smitten child Our raped daughters, our The broken bones, souls cleaved from hearts They come back to us and our hands are filled With their rotting tissues But we turn not our backs we press our lips Into their cancer, into the dust Into the remains of each one And that love is there and will greet you, will greet you Mornin' boy, it's eternal loveWell here, go ahead Run through that flame Aww man, runnin' through your mind You took a cat, you took a life, you took it by the tail And you swirled it around your head And you thrashed it, you smashed the life out of it And you knew that would be your own But you wanted to feel, you wanted to feel it die Because you know, you would feel your own You would feel your own, but you're remembered You're remembered, you're remembered dead You're remembered dead, you're remembered dead We remember, we remember We remember, everything hah Everything hah Wau wau wau Wau wau wau
Это интересно:Патри́ция Ли Смит (англ. Patricia Lee Smith; род. 30 декабря 1946 г. в Чикаго) — американская певица, поэт и художник. Патти Смит принято называть «крёстной мамой панк-рока», отчасти благодаря её дебютному альбому Horses, который сыграл существенную роль в образовании этого жанра. Наиболее известная песня Патти Смит, because the night, была написана совместно... продолжение
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