Iron Maiden

[TE_Psycho_81]

I am a man who walks alone...

[carlo]

si eran grandissimi le ultime cose mi son rifiutato di sentirle...

[DevilMaster]

Stimolato dagli ultimi messaggi mi sto riascoltando un po' dei vecchi Maiden. :)
Essendo questo il forum di un sito di letteratura, non posso non citare "The rime of ancient mariner (Powerslave)" (finita di ascoltare solo pochi minuti fa). :)

[carlo]

vogliamo il testo

[DevilMaster]

Beh, il testo, per buona parte è quello originale di Coleridge, proprio per questo la ritengo una canzone che ben si adatta a NuoviAutori.
Comunque...

Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea.

And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale.

Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobodys been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in gods name, hoping good luck it brings.

And the ship sails on, back to the north
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on.

The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what hes done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime.

Sailing on and on and north across the sea
Sailing on and on and north til all is calm.

The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung.

And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me.

day after day, day after day,
We stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
All the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.

There calls the mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide.

See...onward she comes
Onward she nears out of the sun
See, she has no crew
She has no life, wait but heres two.

Death and she life in death,
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now.
Then...crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She...she, life in death.
She lets him live, her chosen one.

one after one by the star dogged moon,
Too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his facce with a ghastly pang
And cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men
(and I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
They dropped down one by one.

The curse it lives on in their eyes
The mariner wished hed die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he.

And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
Gods creatures all of them too.

Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the rain.

Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and theyre lifelesss in their eyes

And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.

Now the curse is finally lifted
And the mariner sights his home
Spirits go fromhe long dead bodies
Form their own light and the mariners left alone.

And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The pilots boat, his son and the hermit,
Penance of life will fall onto him.

And the ship sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the mariner of his sins.

The mariners bound to tell of his story
To tell this tale wherever he goes
To teach gods word by his own example
That we must love all things thaat God made.

And the wedding guests a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on.

:)

[carlo]

ah io pensavo fosse solo liberamente ispirato, non ci avevo mai fatto caso

[DevilMaster]

ah io pensavo fosse solo liberamente ispirato, non ci avevo mai fatto caso

Mi deludi. La grandezza è proprio questa.
Ci sono dei pezzi che sono letteralmente presi dalla "ballata del vecchio marinaio". :)

[DevilMaster]

Tipo per esempio:

"day after day, day after day,
We stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
All the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."

Parole di Samuel T. Coleridge e musica degli Iron Maiden (fra l'altro uno dei pezzi più belli della canzone). :)

[carlo]

ho sempre pensato che il testo era si simile, ma non così uguale come mi dimostri... ammetto che in effetti il testo di coleridge quasi non lo conoscevo.

[DevilMaster]

Non posso dire che sia effettivamente così... insomma, non posso averne la certezza... però ho iniziato a sentire gli Iron Maiden a 10 anni. Ho sempre pensato che il mio amore per la letteratura, i misteri e l'horror siano nati dagli Iron Maiden. Ogni album è un'avventura. Da ragazzino ero affascinato dai temi delle loro canzoni. Sebbene non li ascolti più molto spesso (ma oggi mi sto facendo un'overdose), penso di non poter essere obiettivo su di loro. Per me sono qualcosa di più che semplicemente "buona musica". ;)

EDIT: Diciamo che gli Iron Maiden... mi hanno cresciuto, nel vero senso della parola.