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The Cure

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Hej, witam wszystkich fanów zespołu The Cure! W tym artykule znajdziecie texty z albumu :

 

PORNOGRAPHY

 

Jest to może jeden ze starszych albumów, ale chciałbym od niego zacząć i w każdym numerze zaprezentować coraz to nowsze albumy The Cure! O ile ten artykuł was zainteresuje... Może w przyszłości opiszę (po textach...) całkowitą historię zespołu? Może... Teraz krótkie info o tym albumie. Wypuszczony został w 1982 roku przez wytwórnię "FICTION" - na albumie znalzało się 8 utworów, które skomponowali:

 

Robert Smith : Voice, Guitar, Keyboards

Simon Gallup : Bass, Keyboards

Laurence Tolhurst : Drums, Keyboards

 

Ok! Czas na texty! (sorry, że tylko angielskie),ale wszystkich zainteresowanych polskimi przekładami, etc... Odsyłam do Mnie... - Jak na razie mam całą dyskografię...

 

The Cure - "Pornography"

 

1. One Hundred Years
2. A Short Term Effect
3. The Hanging Garden
4. Siamese Twins
5. The Figurehead
6. A Strange Day
7. Cold
8. Pornography


Song : "One Hundred Years"

It doesn't matter if we all die
Ambition in the back of a black car
In a high building there is so much to do
Going home time
A story on the radio
Something small falls out of your mouth
And we laugh
A prayer for something better
A prayer for smoething better
Please love me
Meet my mother
But the fear takes hold
Creeping up the stairs the dark
Waiting for the death blow
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on the television
Sharing the worlds with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
She struggles to get away...
The pain and the creeping feeling
A little black haired girl
Waiting for Saturday
The death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me and turn me around
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Cressing and old man
And painting a lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
The soldiers close in
Under a yellow moon
All shadows and delivereance under a black flag
A hundread years of blood crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth and my head bursts open
A sound like a tiger trashing in the water
Trashing in the water
Over and over
We die one after the other
Over and over
We die one after the other
After the other

It feels like a hundread years
One hundread years...

Song: "A Short Term Effect"

Movement
No movement
Just a falling bird
Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
He lived and died
Catch sight
Cover me with earth
Draped in black
Static
White sound
A day without substance
A change of thought
An atmosphere that rots with time
Colours that ficker in water
A short term effect
Scream
As she tries to push him over
Helpless and sick
With teeth of madness
Jump jump dance and sing
Sideways across bites my hand
Time is sweet
Derange and disengage everything

A day without substance...
An echo and a stranger's hand
A short term effect

Song: "The Hanging Garden"

Creature kissing in the rain
Shapeless in the dark again
In the hanging garden
Please dont't speak
In the hanging farden
No one sleeps
Catching haloes on the moon
Gives my hands the shapes of angels
In the heat of the night
The animals scream
In the heat of the night
Walking into a dream
Fall fall fall fall into the walls
Jump jump out of time
Fall fall fall fall out of the sky
Cover my face as the animals cry
Creatures kissing in the rain
Shapeless in the dark again
In a hanging garden
Change the past
In a hanging garden
Wearing furs and masks
Fall fall fall fall into the walls
Jump jump out of time
Fall fall fall out of the sky
Cover my face as the animals die
In the hanging garden

Song: "Siamse Twins"

I chose an eternity of this
Like falling angels
The word disappeared laughing into the fire
Is it awlays like this?
Flesh and blood and first kiss
The first colours
The first kiss
We writhed under a red light
Voodoo smile
Siamse twins
A girl at the window
Looks at me for an hour
Then everything falls apart
The walls and the ceiling move in time
Push a blade into my hands
Slowly up the stairs and into the room
Is it always like this?
Dancing in my pocket
Worms eat my skin
She blows with with arms
Outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried
Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old
You never talk
We bever talk
We never smile
I scream
You're nothing
I don't need you anymore
You're nothing
It fades and spins...
Sing out loud
We all die laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?

Song : "The Figurehead"

Sharp and open
Leave me alone and sleeping less
Every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting in the cold light
A noise
A scream tears my clothes
As the figurines tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror
For the first time in a year
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow
Please let me sleep
As I slip down the window
Freshly squashed fly
You mean nothing
You mean nothing
I can lose myself in a Chinede art
And American girls
All American girls
All the time
Lose me in the dark
Please do it right
Run into the night
I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain
My heeart explodes
My memory in a fire
And someone will listen at least for a short while
I can never say no to anyone but you...
Too many secrets, too many lies
Writhing with secrets
Too many secrets
Please make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me in sequence
In despair of time
I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again
Touch her eyes
Press my stained face
I will never be clean again

Song : "A strange Day"

Give me your eyes
That I might see the blind man kissing my hands
The sun is humming
My head turns do dust
As he plays on his knees
And the plays on his knees
And the sand and the sea grows
I close my eyes
Move slowly through drowning waves
Going away on a strange day
And I laugh as I drift in the wind
Blind
Dancing on a beach of stone
Cherish the faces as they wait for the end
A sudden hush across the water
And we're here again

And the sanf ... etc

My head falls back and the walls crash down
And the sky and the impossible explode
Held for one moment I remember a song
An impression of sound
Then everything is gone forever
A strange day

Song: "Cold"

Scarred
You back was turned
Curled like an embryo
Take another face
You woll be kissed again
I was cold as I mouthed the words
And crawled across the mirror
I wait, a wait the next breath
Your name like ice into my heart
A shallow grave
A monument to the ruined age
Ice in my eyes
And eyes like ice don't move
Screaming at the moon
Another past time
Your name like ice into my heart
everything as cold as life
Can no one save tou?
Everything as cold as silence
And you will never say a word
Your name like ice into my heart

Song "Pornography"

A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect
As we fall down
In an electric glare
The old man cracks with age
She found his last picture
In the ashes of the fire
An image of the queen
Echoes round the sweating bed
Sour yellow sounds inside my head
In books and films
And in life and in heaven
The sound of slaughter
As your body turns
But it's too late

One more day like today and I'll kill you
A desire for flesh and real blood
And I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life
Through your open eyes

I must fight this sickness
Find a cure...