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Старчески пънк
02:02
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Ти си на 16. Аз съм на 120.
Старчески пънк.
Куцам, клякам, падам.
Лягам и умирам.
Старчески пънк.
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Буксур
02:57
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Някои неща смърдят само като ги приближиш.
Колкото повече си вреш носа, толкова по-непомосима е миризмата.
Нещастници парадират със способността си да говорят добре.
Знам как ще стане, но ми липсва сила на характера
и правилен изказ, да го кажа.
Не мога да мисля мащабно, когато успявам да действам дребнаво.
Бих излязъл пред всички и с много мощна сила бих изкрещял:
- Вървете по дяволите, глупави хора!
Страхувам се някой ден да се спра и да се усетя,
че просто дребнави били са те.
А аз съм бил просто подтиснат...
А аз съм бил просто подтиснат от тяхното его.
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Презри думите
03:54
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Срам ме е и съм презрян
Цял живот отива зян.
Няма вече значение.
Да успееш е привидение.
Самосъжалението е жалко
Колкото и да е малко.
Думите ме уморяват.
Думите ме изоставят.
...И текстът е готов.
ТИ ПРЕ-ЗРИ ДУ-МИ-ТЕ!
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4. |
A
03:15
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I am walking down the dusty road, and knowing
that I've lost all direction and hope,
I am looking for the laughs we shared while growing
and searching for the thoughts I lost while gone
I am going down
I am searching for some spaces, I
I am going down
I am walking down the twisty road, and despite
knowing that this stage was long over,
I'm looking for that fiery spark
Exploring dimensions, yet to uncover
I am going down
I am searching for some spaces, I
I am going down
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Clismatic
02:44
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Long day, never ending.
Wish I could stop pretending
for all the things that I am not.
What I am I now forgot.
Again. I'm writing. Empty. Lines.
Is this something?
I wanna write, I write to fight, I fight to write.
For nothing.
This is something. I think.
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6. |
Lamansha
04:08
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Life is changing - you can tell
(For) better or worse - do not dwell
Clinch your fist; brace your back
Walk the pain - you never crack
Do I chose my way?
Can I change my fate?
Living in disgrace -
No more from this day!
Life is changing - I can see
Not because of you - just because of me
Embracing who I am - let me feel
and take the reins of my own will
Do I chose my may?
Can I change my fate?
Be the one to weigh
Before it turns too late
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RJK
04:02
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Russian journalist killers
You are champions of cowardice
Post-ideology non-believers
Guilt and fear lead you to this:
To maim, poison and murder
Brave men for their honesty
Women for their audacity
You wouldn't spare even mothers
In your language bequeathed
are two words for veracity
you say PRAVDA and ISTINA
why shun from using them properly?
These two words are two names
Two names for two women
That will haunt you forever
In dreams, in life and in death
And then they will haunt your offspring
Russian journalist killers
you most vile kind of vermin
Primitive pigs and reptiles
Hiding inside the Kremlin
You create a world of brutality
You try to distort reality
You kindle fake nationalism
You drown in deep amorality
You hate human achievers
Russian journalist killers
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The Silence is Sickening
02:55
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BLOOD FLOW POUNDING IN MY HEAD
MY EARS ABSORB CLOCK TICKING
CHOPPING TIME BEFORE I AM DEAD
THE SILENCE IS SICKENING
MOROSE THOUGHT CYCLE
IN NEED TO ESCAPE
NOT SUCCUMBING TO EXTERNAL
SENSUAL OVERLOAD
INTELLECTUAL STIMULATION
BUILDING BRICKS IN THE AIR
BOUND BY THE MORTAR
OF MY OWN WILL
I MAKE THE WORLD BEGIN FROM ME
FROM MY TIME I OFTEN HIDE
TIME YOU NEITHER SELL NOR BUY
FACE THE TIME THAT YOU'VE BEEN GIVEN
FAST OR SLOW IT IS DEATH-DRIVEN
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10. |
Für Aneta
04:38
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BAHUR Troyan, Bulgaria
BAHUR is a band founded in 1994 in Troyan, Bulgaria. Initially active in the period 1995-2001, the band was dormant for a
long stretch thereafter, reforming in 2010 and disbanding again in 2014.
BAHUR are:
GGBG - guitar
ZINAF - bass
MIMO - vocals
Папа Йоан-Бахур 1-ви - drums
... more
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