Iron Maiden - Paschendale (Live Death On The Road;Serbian and english subtitle )

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Tekst pesme je dosta slikovit....
Lyrics are so powerful...

Lyrics
In a foreign field he lay
lonely soldier unknown grave
on his dying words he prays
tell the tale of Paschendale

Relive all that he's been through
last communion of his soul
rust your bullets with his tears
let me tell you 'bout his years

Laying low in a blood filled trench
killing time 'til my very own death
on my face I can feel the fallin' rain
never see my friends again
in the smoke in the mud and lead
the smell of fear and the feeling of dread
soon be time to go over the wall
rapid fire and the end of us all

Whistles, shouts and more gun-fire
lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
be reunited with my dead friends soon
many soldiers eighteen years
drowned in mud, no more tears
surely a war no one can win
killing time about to begin

Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live

again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live

again

The bodies of ours and our foes
the sea of death it overflows
in no-man's land God only knows
into jaws of death we go...

Crucified as if on a cross
allied troops, they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
such before has never been seen
swear I heard the angels cry
pray to God no more may die
so that people know the truth
tell the tale of Paschendale

Cruelty has a human heart
every man does play his part
terror of the men we kill
the human heart is hungry still

I stand my ground for the very last time
gun is ready as I stand in line
nervous wait for the whistle to blow
rush of blood and over we go...

Blood is falling like the rain
its crimson cloak unveils again
the sound of guns can't hide their shame
and so we die in Paschendale

Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire
running straight at canon fire
running blind as I hold my breath
say a prayer symphony of death
as we charge the enemy lines
a burst of fire and we go down
I choke I cry but no one hears
feel the blood go down my throat

Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live

again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live

again
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live

again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live

again

See my spirit on the wind
across the lines beyond the hill
friend and foe will meet again
those who died at Paschendale

Tekst

Na stranom polju je ležao
usamljni vojnik, neznani grob
Na samrtnim rečima se moli,
ispricaj pricu o Pašandejlu

Doživi ono šta je on prošao
Poslednje zajedništvo njegove duše
Zarđajte svoje metke njegovim suzama
Dozvolite da vam kažem o njegovim godinama

Ležeći nisko u krvavom rovu
Vreme za ubijanje sve do moje smrti
Na licu mogu osetiti kišu koja pada
Nikad više neću videti prijatelje
U dimu, u blatu i olovu
Miris straha i osećanje užasa
Uskoro će vreme da se ide preko zida,
brza paljba i kraj svih nas...

Zvižduci, vika i još puščane vatre
Beživotna tela vise na bodljikavoj žici
Ratište ništa više do krvavog groba
Biću spojen sa mojim mrtvim priljateljima

uskoro
Mnogi vojnici osamnaest godina,
udavljeni u blatu, nema više suza
Sigurno u ratu niko ne može da pobedi,
vreme za ubijanje uskoro počinje

Dom, daleko. Od rata, šansa da se živi opet.
Dom, daleko. Ali rat, nema šansa da se živi

opet.

Tela naša i naših neprijatelja
More mrtvih je prepunjeno
U ničijoj zemlji Bog samo zna
U čeljust smrti mi idemo...

Raspeti kao na krstu
Savezničke trupe, oplakuju svoje gubitke
Nemačka ratna propagandna mašina
Takva nikad pre nije viđena
Kunem se čuo sam plač Anđela
Molim Boga da niko više ne umire
Tako da ljudi znaju istinu
Pričaju priču o Pašandejlu

Surovost ima ljudsko srce
Svaki čovek igra njegovu ulogu
Teror ljudi koje ubijamo
Ljudsko srce je i dalje gladno

I stand my ground for the very last time
Puška je spremna, dok stojim u liniji
Nervozno čekam zvižduk pištaljke
Nalet krvi i preko idemo...

Krv pada kao kiša
Njen krmezan veo se otkriva opet
Zvuk pušaka ne može sakriti njihovu sramotu
i tako umiremo na Pašandejlu

Izbegavam šrapnel i bodljikavu žicu
Trčim pravo ka topovskoj paljbi
Trčim slep dok zadržavam dah
Pomoli se, simfonija smrti
Dok jurišamo na neprijateljske linije
Erupcija vatre i padamo dole
Osećam krv, ide niz grlo...

Dom, daleko. Od rata, šansa da se živi opet.
Dom, daleko. Ali rat, nema šansa da se živi

opet.
Dom, daleko. Od rata, šansa da se živi opet.
Dom, daleko. Ali rat, nema šansa da se živi

opet.

Ugledaj moj duh na vetru
kroz linije, preko brda.
Prijatelj i protivnik će se sresti opet
oni koji su umrli na Pašandejlu

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[Duyoslav]

Јесте звaнично писмо...било...у СФРЈ...дaнaс не...немa везе..нисмa имaо никaкве зле нaмере овим коментaром :))) Још једном све похвaле зa рaд :)))

Поздрaв из Ниш(a) :)

[VuXman]

@Duyoslav "U Republici Srbiji u službenoj upotrebi su srpski jezik i ćirilično pismo. Službena upotreba drugih jezika i pisama uređuje se zakonom, na osnovu Ustava" i hvala brate nisam ni mislio da nesto lose mislis, a zdravlje boze 4 juna dolazim na Valjak :D

[Duyoslav]

Свaкa чaст нa урaђеном преводу :))) Поздрaв од Aјвaр Млевен бaнде ... Up The Irons - FOREVER :)))

p.s Kолико ja знaм српски језик се пише ћирилицом ;)

[VuXman]

@Duyoslav xD Ajvar mleven bande...koliko ja znam i latinica je zvanicno pismo u Srbiji i Srpskom jeziku...Inace probao sam sa cirilicom jos sa srpskim videom, ali se pojavljuju slova sva u upitnicima :D

[MrTytus97]

3.08 fuck yea Adrian's walk