Как я терпеть не могу такие комментарии.. Вот ребята кайфуют именно из-за музыки и энергетики, что в целом и иллюстрирует, чем хорош Король и Шут. Зачем им нужен текст? Да еще в такой песне, где ну какая в тексте добавочная ценность?..
The blind old magician Wandered through the forest at night. He poured a magic elixir Into the cemetery, And he just said: "What have I done, old man!" Hoi! Hoi, hoi! The corpses came to life, the earth they torn apart, They crawled out everywhere, raged wildly, They torn throats, broke everything around, They tore their flesh. People didn't like this place Because the bastards were buried here. They all drank vodka - They were damned. An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. Hoi, hoi! The dead rushed madly into the village! Their ugly faces appeared in the light of the lanterns. They fought and took off in full - They went to smash houses. People took axes and pitchforks, To tire out the dead into their graves But there was not enough strength for this - Corpses cannot be killed! An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. There was a frozen "FUCK" on his hand, A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket. The zombies screamed all night: "HOI !!! We anarchists are not evil people! " What an obsession! Without warning They attacked a lad, scared him much, Laughing and pushing, they forced the boy to Make a pogo dance! Women screamed at the top of their lungs, And the peasants fled in panic. The corpses died, came to life again, They whinnied after people. An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. There was a frozen "FUCK" on his hand, A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket. The zombies screamed all night: "HOI !!! We anarchists are not evil people! " The artist was cheerful when he was alive, And he always liked to get drunk. The morning helped the peasants - The sun burned corpses in half an hour, But in the silence of the night In the basement, someone barked " HOI!!!"
Годный перевод. Но несколько замечаний: "Землю разрывали" - там речь не о том, что они порвали планету Земля на части, а о том, что рыли землю, вылезая из могил. Поэтому dig, а не tear, и ground, а не Earth "Застывший фак" - там этот жест факом не называют. Лучше просто "middle finger" Ну и "Хой" - это всего лишь исковерканное английское "Oi!", так что при обратном переводе стоит использовать именно его
@@gunekvozgg5788 у гражданина, известного как Хой, фамилия была Клинских. И когда советские панки уже давно кричали "Хой!", гражданин Клинских работал гаишником и про него никто слыхом не слыхивал даже в родном Воронеже. Слово же это он услышал у группы "Гражданская оборона", о чем сам рассказал в интервью Воронежскому ТВ в 2000м году. Для примера слушаем песню ГО "Кого-то еще" 1987 года выпуска, и вспоминаем, где в 1987 году был Сектор Газа. Так что за мою матчасть не переживайте
@@SatEight какая редкость встретить в интернете человека, который спокойно и аргументированно убеждает собеседника в его неправоте. Перевод отличный, но от себя хочу добавить, что "глотки драли" это про громкие крики или песнопения, как я понимаю. Но как этот фразеологизм перевести, я понятия не имею. Поправьте, если я ошибаюсь
Не помню чтобы в середине нулевых кто то русский рок говном называл. Вот русский рэп это да(ниче особо не изменилось) Но справедливости ради, есть подобные видео где американцы от скриптонита тащатся.
Помоему первый раз когда в ролике слушают самую панковскую(на зарубежный манер) так сказать песню группы КИШ. А то как не смотрю так куклу колдуна или еще что подобное и недоумивают почему это панк. Панк западный и панк КИШа это разный панк и иностранцам не понять панк КИШа так как акцент в текстовой составляющей (типа песни про любовь, родину, семью и т д пелись а тут пришел КИШ и стал отрицать это все темами про зомби убийства и т д.). Что нельзя сказать про музыку так как музыка КИШа не отрицает муз. устои. Она гармоничная, мелодичная а некоторые песни вообще на уровне, мне кажется, классической. Но на мой взгляд это не минус а огромный плюс. Считаю что КИШ войдет в историю как и в музыкальном плане по описанным выше причинам так и смысловой нагрузке( сказки потерять актуальность не могут). Поправьте если что то не так понимаю или вообще все не так понимаю. Спасибо!
Что-то перепутали,киш ваш, к панку отношения никакого не имеет,максимум на что тянет это фолк рокенролл,какой-нибудь хоррор,да музыка исполнена профессионально,кок раз для массового потребителя начиная с гопаты, заканчивая малолетками возомнившими себя панками.
@@De-Sad так я же и сказал, что с западным панком мало что общего. Самая приближённая песня это мёртвый анархист. Приближённая! А не чистый панк. А на счёт панка, как я понимаю, это отрицание музыкальное(если мы про музыку говорим) и у КИШа только смысловая составляющая может походить на панк. А Музыка нет. Вот как то так.
@@АндрейВ-ц6в Ни какому панку КиШ не относится,ни к западному ни к нашему,просто тематика песен сказки,и позёрское отношение к анархо-культуре.Обывательское виденье этого вопроса,используя набор атрибутов,не станешь тем чьи атрибуты используешь.
The Dead Anarchist The blind old magician Wandered through the forest at night. He poured a magic elixir Into the cemetery, And he just said: "What have I done, old man!" Hoi! Hoi, hoi! The corpses came to life, the earth they torn apart, They crawled out everywhere, raged wildly, They torn throats, broke everything around, They tore their flesh. People didn't like this place Because the bastards were buried here. They all drank vodka - They were damned. An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. Hoi, hoi! The dead rushed madly into the village! Their ugly faces appeared in the light of the lanterns. They fought and took off in full - They went to smash houses. People took axes and pitchforks, To tire out the dead into their graves But there was not enough strength for this - Corpses cannot be killed! An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. There was a frozen "FUCK" on his hand, A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket. The zombies screamed all night: "HOI !!! We anarchists are not evil people! " What an obsession! Without warning They attacked a lad, scared him much, Laughing and pushing, they forced the boy to Make a pogo dance! Women screamed at the top of their lungs, And the peasants fled in panic. The corpses died, came to life again, They whinnied after people. An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. There was a frozen "FUCK" on his hand, A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket. The zombies screamed all night: "HOI !!! We anarchists are not evil people! " The artist was cheerful when he was alive, And he always liked to get drunk. The morning helped the peasants - The sun burned corpses in half an hour, But in the silence of the night In the basement, someone barked " HOI!!!" lyricstranslate.com
"A jester, court jester, or fool, was historically an entertainer during the medieval and Renaissance eras who was a member of the household of a nobleman or a monarch employed to entertain guests" (c) wiki Возможно, региональный вариант.
A wizard Old and blind Wandered in the woods at night He spilled some magic elixir In the graveyard Not a good sign And when he realized it He whispered What have I done Dead men came to life And started digging out their graves Crawling out here and there Going wild Screaming shouting crashing all around them Tearing their flesh apart People disliked and avoided that place Cause it was full of bastards'graves All of them drank vodka And were cursed Among the scum there walked an artist In a leather coat Dead anarchist He shouted loud Hoi! Off with his jaw Leading the walking dead men forth Zombies wildly broke into the village Ugly faces showed up in the light of street lamps Fighting on the go and having a blast They started house raids People grabbed their axes and pitchforks Trying to drive the dead back To where they belong But it didn't work You can't kill what's already dead Among the scum there walked an artist In a leather coat Dead anarchist He shouted loud Hoi! Off with his jaw Leading the walking dead men forth Bony hand, middle finger up Pirate flag sticking out of his pocket Zombies were yelling all night Hoi! We anarchists are friendly folks What the hell is that Out of nowhere A boy got attacked And really scared They laughed and they pushed And made the kid Do the pogo dance Women squealed as loud as they could And the villagers fled in panic Zombies died and rose again Laughing as people ran The artist was a really fun guy in life Ready to get wasted at anytime Morning came and helped the people out The sun burnt the dead to ashes in a half hour But in the dead of night Someone yelled in the cellar Hoi! This version was performed by Igor Sakharov (Even Blurry Videos): m.ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-Cej_dvmhFFY.html#menu
Думаю нам всем повезло прожить эту яркую жизнь с Горшком с его бешеной энергетикой и великой музыкой.Помню в сорокет лупанул меня инфаркт,еле откачали-а через 2 дня сказали Горшка больше нет. Светлая память.
Как жаль, что, когда они слушают, они до конца не понимают историю, которую рассказывает песня)) у кишей каждый текст - это отдельная история/басня/сказка)))
happy to see people from your part of the planet can enjoy music I love. So, this band is a horror-punk band, which has a great music, sometimes smooth, sometimes powerful, but nice (but sometimes it's just punk) and often interesting stories in a lyric (you may treat them as just tales, something like by Steven King). Also, as you noticed, their songs are short. So, the band was changing its style and I would like to recommend you some songs from different albums. Other recommendation for you to get the translation of the lyrics, 'cause it's a horror, you'd better know what to afraid)))) just caught myself on a thought, I can't choose one song from an album, e.g. "Жаль нет ружья" which contains this song ("the dead anarchist" which is dedicated to another punk musician, who has gone - Yuriy Klintskikh "Khoy", who was and still is very popular here) is a great completely, I love all of them, but at least listen to "Жаль нет ружья" (the song), "Утопленник". Also, the next album "Бунт на корабле", they changed style a bit, I love it all complete, but at least try "Северный флот", "Исповедь вампира", "Идол". I can continue forever, so just have fun!
sure I can't stop))) So, got a sought, you have to watch the live concert, one of old but that was the peak of their popularity "Мертвый Анархист" (October 18-19, 2002). In case if you enjoyed their music)
@@vadymkvasha4556 I agree, when they were no longer in the group, it became, to be honest, not particularly. Although as a singer, I have always loved the pot more.
Поздний КиШ также прекрасен! Абсолютно иной, но безумно органичный, самобытный.. театр и панк, что может быть лучше?) Советую прослушать Тодда. С переводом конечно же.
@@gluck2559 Расскажу историю, хоть вы и не просили)) В 2000м ехал из Краснодара в Сочи на автобусе, слушал в кассетном плеере последний, крайний, альбом СГ - "Восставшие из ада". Подъезжая к Туапсе, понял, что садятся батарейки, поэтому переключился на Наше ради. А там ошарашили: Хой скончался. Это было....
@@dovm5d Думаешь они поймут смысл Я остаюсь? А под это дело и Аве зайдет, я когда первый раз услышал Аве, меня впечатлило больше чем Стена. Но попробовать надо:) Аве Цезарь, друг сердеШный, ну заходи, давно заждались...
что за дибильное утверждение, это как сказать: "русские не понимают текста американских песен". Это крайне глупое умозаключение, ведь большинство людей знает 1, а то и 2 иностранных языка
The Dead Anarchist The blind old magician Wandered through the forest at night. He poured a magic elixir Into the cemetery, And he just said: "What have I done, old man!" Hoi! Hoi, hoi! The corpses came to life, the earth they torn apart, They crawled out everywhere, raged wildly, They torn throats, broke everything around, They tore their flesh. People didn't like this place Because the bastards were buried here. They all drank vodka - They were damned. An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. Hoi, hoi! The dead rushed madly into the village! Their ugly faces appeared in the light of the lanterns. They fought and took off in full - They went to smash houses. People took axes and pitchforks, To tire out the dead into their graves But there was not enough strength for this - Corpses cannot be killed! An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. There was a frozen "FUCK" on his hand, A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket. The zombies screamed all night: "HOI !!! We anarchists are not evil people! " What an obsession! Without warning They attacked a lad, scared him much, Laughing and pushing, they forced the boy to Make a pogo dance! Women screamed at the top of their lungs, And the peasants fled in panic. The corpses died, came to life again, They whinnied after people. An artist walked among the bastards In a leather coat Dead anarchist. He shouted: "HOI !!! JAW AWAY! " He led the corpses. There was a frozen "FUCK" on his hand, A pirate flag stuck out of a pocket. The zombies screamed all night: "HOI !!! We anarchists are not evil people! " The artist was cheerful when he was alive, And he always liked to get drunk. The morning helped the peasants - The sun burned corpses in half an hour, But in the silence of the night In the basement, someone barked " HOI!!!" Взято тут lyricstranslate.com
@@habalgarmin у меня был в то время двухкассетник LG и сверху еще компакт диск вставлялся, забыл уже как этот девайс назывался))), он еще до сих пор живой) да и еще китайский плеер congli был)
Or maybe the King and the Fool are the same person. He has two sides of the coin. And he leads a double life. The fact is that he is the wisest man on the planet, and therefore he can afford to be a fool sometimes! So that his mind could rest and gain strength. Sometimes he behaves like a madman (without causing real harm to anyone), so as not to go crazy (so as not to become a real madman, like those who cause real evil and grief to people on the planet)
@@aleksejplemianik4429 You can be the king of jesters, or you can be the jester of kings .A king cannot live without a fool, a king without a fool feels like an inferior ruler. But there are also buffoons who are against all kings! These are not simple buffoons, these are the kings of buffoons. The people love them, but the kings are afraid of them!
Сколько раз мы орали эту песню и сколько раз срывали голос невозможно сосчитать, неважно где и неважно когда. Я помню только что я никогда в этот момент не был трезвым. Потому что когда идешь пьяный в компании друзей алкоголиков, главный ублюдок и мертвый анархист это ты сам. И так думает каждый. Это делает эту песню жизненной, это гимн всех добрых, веселых и просящих только поорать. Ну и ром.
осенью 2021 года мы гоняли по городу на древних жигулях старше нас, и орали во всю глотку, перекрикивая пердящие динамики) абсолютно трезвые)) пива в тот момент чертовски не хватало))
контент классный, но надо вам переводить песни и делать по этому поводу тоже какой то вывод. но опять же нужен человек, который ваши слова, через субтитры не очень ) спасибо за работу парни
@Dmitry Grom Ну это конечно дело каждого, но лично я не смешиваю политику и личностные качества с творчеством. Иначе что, при любой понравившейся песне штудировать биографию автора, вдруг он там чего наделал плохого, а если и наделал - песня сразу разонравиться?
A wizard Old and blind Wandered in the woods at night He spilled some magic elixir In the graveyard Not a good sign And when he realized it He whispered What have I done Dead men came to life And started digging out their graves Crawling out here and there Going wild Screaming shouting crashing all around them Tearing their flesh apart People disliked and avoided that place Cause it was full of bastards'graves All of them drank vodka And were cursed Among the scum there walked an artist In a leather coat Dead anarchist He shouted loud Hoi! Off with his jaw Leading the walking dead men forth Zombies wildly broke into the village Ugly faces showed up in the light of street lamps Fighting on the go and having a blast They started house raids People grabbed their axes and pitchforks Trying to drive the dead back To where they belong But it didn't work You can't kill what's already dead Among the scum there walked an artist In a leather coat Dead anarchist He shouted loud Hoi! Off with his jaw Leading the walking dead men forth Bony hand, middle finger up Pirate flag sticking out of his pocket Zombies were yelling all night Hoi! We anarchists are friendly folks What the hell is that Out of nowhere A boy got attacked And really scared They laughed and they pushed And made the kid Do the pogo dance Women squealed as loud as they could And the villagers fled in panic Zombies died and rose again Laughing as people ran The artist was a really fun guy in life Ready to get wasted at anytime Morning came and helped the people out The sun burnt the dead to ashes in a half hour But in the dead of night Someone yelled in the cellar Hoi! Перевод: ru-vid.com/show-UC1YSjvcvaDQv6HZRWYamM6w
Thanks for reaction of my fav group. It is very pleasant that the group is not forgotten and that reactions from other countries are made 🤘🏻I'm glad you liked it guys 🥰
