Welcome What are you listening to today? v. verum invenire

That's so kewl.

At least we still have music.

Nas47 said:
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The dead sleep in the darkness of the grave
Get up, it's time for everyone to go
Who is alive and moving on earth

A monolithic regiment is rushing onto the battlefield
Everyone knows what the many-faced God is waiting for
There, somewhere in the clouds, a motionless drone hovered
An invisible petal lay on the road
Time is like a stream of water
And this boiling water carries everything away from the battlefield
Won't leave anything
Only here and there is someone’s lost, roughly stamped number

Where the soil is soaked in blood
Where the art blows, it tears everything to shreds
Patches wounds somewhere at night silently
To fight later, (Who?) the universal soldier

Across the river ahead the front is thundering
The trench is smoking there, the tank is burning there, the pillbox
There has long been a flat town there
The heart drums, the crimson blood flow drives
How many bombs has the enemy already burned through?
Yes, only my God protects me everything
The demons are all there somewhere, across the river
We would use any means to get to that shore

Where the gods of war drink blood from a ladle
Where many people cannot bear this burden
Will finish the job, even if it is difficult, impossible
Who? Universal soldja

Again for the assault, again they are waiting there
Fucking creepy, nowhere was it scarier
A beaten path past the torn down tower
Again, bitch, don't screw up and I'll fuck you!
Break the front, take a pillbox, send a drone
Hit exactly, shed blood, crush the armor
The wolf has a duty to fight
He prays to heaven to save God, in his eyes there is eternal fire
There were thoughts, but they were blown away by the queue
Somewhere bullets flew past from the barrel
They hurt fools on the slyI see two cold eyes, two pieces of glass (Two pieces of glass)
We haven't been home for a long time, bro.
We drank so much pain and blood from wounds
For a long time, only bombs and drones have been attacking us here
We go to ram, shout: “No pasaran!”

Where the missiles keep making craters
Breaking lives, multiplying funerals
Patches wounds, somewhere at night silently
To fight later, (Who?) the universal soldier

I only see the burning of the fields and the darkness of the villages
Smoke by day, fire by night, that's all there is to it
It was different once upon a time and this region flourished
But the enemy took and erased the line
Among the dead, motionless bodies
I somehow survived here and survived
An ordinary guy, an iron soldier
Red like snow, white like chalk
Oh, crazy, out of touch, fucking century
Here our brothers are buried in rows of crosses
Warriors lay down in the damp ground in the field
Who wanted to see war heroes? There they are

— Typhoon, Typhoon, I’m Granit, how do you hear, reception?
— Granite, Granite, Granite, I hear you. I hear you, welcome
- Typhoon, Typhoon, I call fire on myself
- All fire is on yourself. All the fire is on me


Intelligence is not the same as wisdom
 
kiely said:
That's so kewl.

At least we still have music.



The dead sleep in the darkness of the grave
Get up, it's time for everyone to go
Who is alive and moving on earth

A monolithic regiment is rushing onto the battlefield
Everyone knows what the many-faced God is waiting for
There, somewhere in the clouds, a motionless drone hovered
An invisible petal lay on the road
Time is like a stream of water
And this boiling water carries everything away from the battlefield
Won't leave anything
Only here and there is someone’s lost, roughly stamped number

Where the soil is soaked in blood
Where the art blows, it tears everything to shreds
Patches wounds somewhere at night silently
To fight later, (Who?) the universal soldier

Across the river ahead the front is thundering
The trench is smoking there, the tank is burning there, the pillbox
There has long been a flat town there
The heart drums, the crimson blood flow drives
How many bombs has the enemy already burned through?
Yes, only my God protects me everything
The demons are all there somewhere, across the river
We would use any means to get to that shore

Where the gods of war drink blood from a ladle
Where many people cannot bear this burden
Will finish the job, even if it is difficult, impossible
Who? Universal soldja

Again for the assault, again they are waiting there
Fucking creepy, nowhere was it scarier
A beaten path past the torn down tower
Again, bitch, don't screw up and I'll fuck you!
Break the front, take a pillbox, send a drone
Hit exactly, shed blood, crush the armor
The wolf has a duty to fight
He prays to heaven to save God, in his eyes there is eternal fire
There were thoughts, but they were blown away by the queue
Somewhere bullets flew past from the barrel
They hurt fools on the slyI see two cold eyes, two pieces of glass (Two pieces of glass)
We haven't been home for a long time, bro.
We drank so much pain and blood from wounds
For a long time, only bombs and drones have been attacking us here
We go to ram, shout: “No pasaran!”

Where the missiles keep making craters
Breaking lives, multiplying funerals
Patches wounds, somewhere at night silently
To fight later, (Who?) the universal soldier

I only see the burning of the fields and the darkness of the villages
Smoke by day, fire by night, that's all there is to it
It was different once upon a time and this region flourished
But the enemy took and erased the line
Among the dead, motionless bodies
I somehow survived here and survived
An ordinary guy, an iron soldier
Red like snow, white like chalk
Oh, crazy, out of touch, fucking century
Here our brothers are buried in rows of crosses
Warriors lay down in the damp ground in the field
Who wanted to see war heroes? There they are

— Typhoon, Typhoon, I’m Granit, how do you hear, reception?
— Granite, Granite, Granite, I hear you. I hear you, welcome
- Typhoon, Typhoon, I call fire on myself
- All fire is on yourself. All the fire is on me


Intelligence is not the same as wisdom
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Is this the translation off 'Универсальный солджа'

Like the song but if this is the text, after confirmation.
Gonna read it, the flow i got the words not.
So if, thanks for doing it.

Gonna read if its a other text to btw. But first some reference.
Good morning to Blue sunday morning.
 
emkee_reinvented said:
Is this the translation off 'Универсальный солджа'

Like the song but if this is the text, after confirmation.
Gonna read it, the flow i got the words not.
So if, thanks for doing it.

Gonna read if its a other text to btw. But first some reference.
Good morning to Blue sunday morning.
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ye that is the text....but man u must know russian language....it's like to translate Pushkin or Esenin or our Botev on english......not the same...guess the same-reading Shakespeare in original is far more exciting.....by the way this young rapper got hats off by great Wu Tang...do u know that?
 
Nas47 said:
ye that is the text....but man u must know russian language....it's like to translate Pushkin or Esenin or our Botev on english......not the same...guess the same-reading Shakespeare in original is far more exciting.....by the way this young rapper got hats off by great Wu Tang...do u know that?
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No, but it doesn t surprise me.
Turned it on and despite not having a clue what the spitted.

It was very clear there skills are high. Did my little dance.
But that translation, for me super, like to know what its about too.
Especially as its posted 4 months ago, so could reflect a real view.
At this moment, on th war going on 2 hours away.

Its about the war, but the Soviets are very censuring.
Any personal opinion, people have to act there or comply,
or its jail-time/ torture / die.

Wonder is this the Russian or Ukrainian perspective ?
To me it seems Ukrainian, as they hardly have guns let alone bombs.
To me, but i am not under Russian propaganda, nor watch TV !

Now Ukraine is constantly bombarded and attacked,
Hospitals/ schools, residential areas or Nuclear powerplant.
Putty is like Puffy a mayor fuck up. Has no humanity in him.
Obvious case of a DSM personality disorder.

My Ma don t even understand English even Dutch rap,
Can t keep up the tempo, and rhyme fragmented style.
Letting words out/ slang. Urban language.
 
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no man...the guy is russian from Donetsk....as to ur knowledge of what's happen there....looking what stupid things you just wrote(sorry man,nothing personal i like u)......u are just another poor blindfolded guy in Europe......don't wanna talk about this again ..."cause it's hurt me:(
 
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