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26 Ноя 2009 | Автор: adams_cz

Уже несколько дней слушаю диск непростительно молодой и талантливой певицы Alela Diane. Очень свежая музыка, которая не совсем вписывается в каноны американской country-music. Особенно часто ставлю в проигрывателе — Lady Divine.  Признаюсь, мне всегда нравились девушки с гитарой (где-то теперь Суровецкая из далёкого Якутска?), «но это совсем другая история», об этом поговорим, наверное, в другой раз.  Трогательный своей наивностью сайт певицы можно посмотреть здесь. Прослушать диск можно и нужно у меня (ниже), либо купить,  что маловероятно, или по-старинке скачать в Интернете. Я нашёл несколько клипов Alela Diane, размещённых на Youtube, которые помещаю далее в этой статье.

Alela Diane — Lady Divine

When the day, when the day falls to the light
At the end, oh the end of my time
I call to the dark take the bones off my back
And I chant to the black you were my lady divine

‘Cause my children are in hiding
Mortor and pestle they grind

Those songs whistled through white teeth do scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
Those songs whistled through white teeth do scuff the days
With songs for children to sing

When the chairs are tucked into the fading song
And the silver of their pours has grown long
Oh, they call to the dark, take the bones off my back
And they chant to the black you were my lady divine
And they bloat like a bitter wine in their bellies

‘Cause the bones have been removed
From their hunched over backs
And their children are all grown now
Mortor and pestle they grind

Those songs whistled through white teeth still scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
Those songs whistled through white teeth still scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
Those songs for children to sing

Alela Diane — Dry Grass & Shadows

There are things that I’ve seen in my head
While I’m sleeping in bed
Do not wither in the morning light

I’m taken back
O I’m taken back
To the dry grass and the shadows

Thinking I’d like to look at your teeth
Lined up in perfect rows
A maze of children feeding (?) orchard trees
Where the flat lands stretch inside your mouth
And when you laugh all the star thistles stumble out
The flat lands stretch inside your mouth
And when you laugh all the star-thistles stumble out

[ Alela Diane Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Strong spines of valley hills
All overgrown in gold
Look softer than a spool of old silk thread
But if we walked down with our feet
I’d be pulling spines and barbs and fox-tails from your skin
O if we walked down with our feet
I’d be pulling spines and barbs and fox-tails from your skin

There are things that I’ve seen in my head
While I’m sleeping in bed
Do not wither in the morning light

I’m taken back
O I’m taken back
To the dry grass and the shadows

Alela Diane — Tatted Lace

Gold ’round those fingers shone
Bound for to carry home
Fond of the flattest field
But you know there are bones buried deep down below

Tatted lace frail figure graced
That has since been torn and stained
Tatted lace frail figure graced
That has since been torn and stained
And put, and put so far away, Oh! So far away

Novels we don’t write
Hearts been lost in fight
Skin in the black of night
Love is a sinking kite

Tatted lace frail figure graced
That has since been torn and stained
Tatted lace frail figure graced
That has since been torn and stained
And put, and put so far away, Oh! So far away

Gold ’round those fingers shone
Bound for to carry home
Suitcase filled with stone
Snow keeps me alone

Suitcase filled with stone
Snow keeps me alone
All alone

Alela Diane — Oh! My Mama

Oh my Mama
She gave me these feathered breaths
Oh my Mama
She told me use your voice,
My little bird

She said sing sing sing sing sing sing melodies
And she sang sang sang sang sang sang melodies

Oh my Mama
She did give me fancy feet
I’ll be dancing on
And I’ll tap tap tap my toes
Into those creaking floorboards

Oh my Mama
She took my little hand and held on tight
Oh the Mamas
Give the waters of their wells
Oh the Mamas
Give the babies this very dirt we’re walking on
[ Alela Diane Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Oh my Mama
She gave me these feathered breaths
And your Mama
She gave you those feathered breaths too

And when the sky drops all those feathers
And when the birds sing in the morning
I’ll be a mama
I’ll have a daughter
I’ll be a mama
I’ll have a daughter

And I’ll give her melodies
I’ll give her melodies
(repeat)

And she’ll be
My little bird
And then she’ll fly
She’ll fly

Alela Diane — White As Diamonds

I’ve known mornings
white as diamonds
silent from a night so cold
such a stillness
calm as the owl glides
our lives are buried in snow

I was sifting through the piles
in my hand a tangled thread
each patient tug upon the snarl
is a glimpse of what has been

burdened bands gain strong hands
gaping holes where diamonds should be
must have been morning that stole them
a glint of white in the pocket of winter

and some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters
just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones

some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters
just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones

I’ve known mornings
white as diamonds
silent from a night so cold
such a stillness
calm as the owl glides
our lives are buried in snow

our lives are buried in snow

Все остальные песни можно найти в Интернете. Удачи! И пребудет с Вами сила!

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