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Текст песни Land от исполнителя Patti smith

    The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
    From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
    Another boy was sliding up the hallway
    He merged perfectly with the hallway,
    He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

    The boy looked at johnny, johnny wanted to run,
    But the movie kept moving as planned
    The boy took johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
    He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in johnny
    The boy disappeared, johnny fell on his knees,
    Started crashing his head against the locker,
    Started crashing his head against the locker,
    Started laughing hysterically

    When suddenly johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
    Horses, horses, horses, horses
    Coming in in all directions
    White shining silver studs with their nose in flames,
    He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
    Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
    Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
    Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
    And you twist the twister like your baby sister
    I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
    Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
    Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
    Got to lose control and then you take control,
    Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that,
    Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
    Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi

    Life is filled with holes, johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
    Angel looks down at him and says, ?oh, pretty boy,
    Can't you show me nothing but surrender ? ?
    Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
    Taped to his chest there's the answer,
    You got pen knives and jack knives and
    Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
    Then he cries, then he screams, saying
    Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain
    And I fill my nose with snow and go rimbaud,
    Go rimbaud, go rimbaud,
    And go johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi

    There's a little place, a place called space
    It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
    Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
    You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
    And the name of the band is the
    Twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes,
    Twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes

    Baby calm down, better calm down,
    In the night, in the eye of the forest
    There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
    I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
    I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that
    Up there -- there is a sea
    Up there -- there is a sea
    Up there -- there is a sea
    The sea's the possibility
    There is no land but the land
    (up there is just a sea of possibilities)
    There is no sea but the sea
    (up there is a wall of possibilities)
    There is no keeper but the key
    (up there there are several walls of possibilities)
    Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities.
    (up there)
    I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
    I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor
    (in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my knee
    (on the screen)
    And I looked at johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame
    (in the heart of man)
    The waves were coming in like arabian stallions
    Gradually lapping into sea horses
    He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat
    (the spoon)
    And let it deep in
    (the veins)
    Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
    It started hardening
    Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
    It started hardening in my hand
    And I felt the arrows of desire

    I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
    But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area
    (go rimbaud go rimbaud go rimbaud)
    And go johnny go and do the watusi,
    Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
    Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling
    Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining
    Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
    And my fingers all entwined through the air,
    I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers,
    (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
    The hairs were like wires going through my body
    I I that's how i
    That's how i
    I died
    (at that tower of babel they knew what they were after)
    (they knew what they were after)
    [everything on the current] moved up
    I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
    Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
    Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities
    There's no land but the land

    Looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
    That went streaming through the sands like fingers,
    Like arteries, like fingers
    (how much fits between the eyes of a horse? )
    He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
    He opened his throat (your eyes)
    His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
    The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
    No one heard that cry,
    No one heard (johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,
    (his fingers)
    Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
    And so he seized the first
    (his vocal chords shot up)
    (possibility)
    (like mad pituitary glands)
    It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
    (there is nothing happening at all)
    And go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
    Saw this sweet young thing (fender one)
    Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter

    In the sheets
    There was a man
    Dancing around
    To the simple
    Rock & roll
    Song

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Другие тексты песен исполнителя Patti smith:
Wild leaves
Whirl away
Where duty calls
We three
Wave
Waiting underground
Upright come
Up there down there
Till victory
The wicked messenger
The jackson song
Summer cannibals
Strange messengers
Spell
Space monkey
Somalia
So you wanna be
Seven ways of going
Rocknroll nigger
Revenge
Redondo beach
Ravens
Radio ethiopiaabyssinia
Pumping
Privilege
Poppies
Pissing in a river
Piss factory
Persuasion
People have the power
Paths that cross
One voice
New party
My madrigal
Memorial tribute
Memento mori
Looking for you
Lo beholden
Libbies song
Last call
Land
Kimberly
It takes time
Hymn
Hey joe
Gung ho
Grateful
Gone pie

А знаете ли вы, что классическая музыка признана многими психологами, врачами и самими исполнителями в буквальном смысле чудодейственной. Сама по себе она не совершает чудеса, но она может самым благоприятным образом влиять на человека, растений и животных, на весь окружающий мир. И не важно, что в большинстве композиций классической музыки отсутствуют тексты песен, главное здесь - ее звучание, удачное сочетание нот и звуков.

Доказано, что классическая музыка благотворно влияет на нервную систему. Многие психологи прописывают своим пациентам слушать классическую музыку каждый день. Она не только успокаивает, но и вызывает положительные эмоции у человека. Классическую музыку даже с недавних пор стали использовать прогрессивных взглядов хирурги во время своих операций. Они прочувствовали на себе, что когда операция проводится под звуки классической музыки, все проходит как по маслу, а пациент в скорейшем времени реабилитируется и идет на поправку. Да, и во многих западных больницах в палатах больных играет классическая музыка. По словам врачей, она является усилителем медикаментозного лечения, так как своим звучанием настраивает на положительный лад людей, страдающих тем или иным заболеванием, внушает веру в выздоровление и в собственные силы справиться с болезнью. И все это не пустые слова - это результат проводимых неоднократно экспериментов.

К примеру, был произведен такой эксперимент - в две комнаты, одинаковые по размеру, температуре, влажности, степени освещения, поместили горшки с абсолютно одинаковыми цветами, и в каждой их них включили музыку - в одной классическую, а в другой - тяжелый рок. По истечении определенного времени эксперимент показал следующие результаты - в комнате с классической музыке цветы стали быстро прибавлять в росте, многие расцвели, все выглядели здоровыми, а в комнате с тяжелым роком цветы не только не выросли ни на сколько, а имели нездоровый вид, а многие даже зачахли. Чудодейственное влияние классической музыки на лицо. Однако этот эксперимент вовсе не говорит о том, что рок плох, и слушать его не следует, отнюдь - все люди разные, на кого-то и рок. И тексты песен роковых исполнителей действуют как чудесная сила.