split w/ Øjne

by Улыбайся Ветру

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released June 15, 2014

Recorded by Nikita Psarev at Redneck Studio and by Artemy Perminov at Perekop Studio in Spring 2014, Saint Petersburg, Russia.
Mixed by Artemy Perminov at Perekop Studio.
Mastered by Will Killingsworth at Dead Air Studios, Amherst, Massachusetts, USA.

Øjne: ojne.bandcamp.com


Out on a 7" record through these labels:

Pike Records [DE]
It's a Trap! Records [US]
Flood Records [BE]
Zegema Beach Record [CA]
Unlock Yourself Records [RU]
La Agonia De Vivir [ES]
Pure Heart Records [CZ]



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Track Name: Изгнание и царство
[Изгнание и царство]
Стены разрушены, дети на троне тирана глядят украдкой и зовут нас прочь из домов где ждала печаль и тепло колыбели.
И мы идем за горизонт, за новой правдой.

[Exile and the kingdom]
Walls have been destroyed! Children at the throne of the tyrant watch us stealthily and call us away from the houses where the sadness and warmth of the cradle was waiting.
And we are going for the new truth, beyond the horizon.
Track Name: Без снов
[Без снов]
Сквозь ночь без звуков и слов, сквозь годы без снов. Мы дети одинокой звезды, отголоски чужой любви. Сквозь годы без снов по одной орбите.

[Without dreams]
Through the night without noises and words, through the years without dreams. We are the children of a lonely star, echoes of somebody else's love. Through the years with no dreams, going by the same orbit.
Track Name: Смерть Прометея
[Смерть Прометея]
Слишком холодно стало здесь. Разорвав полог из звезд стать счастливее, но не здесь; получить все ответы.
Мы на земле, солнце в руках не освещает дорогу во тьме.
Рассвет пробирает до костей, выжигает наши души дотла.
Кем мы станем на заре? Кем мы станем когда последний пророк умрет? Ветром или пеплом?

[Death of the Prometheus]
It became too cold in here. Worming through the canopy made of stars, becoming happier but not in here, getting all the answers.
We are on the ground, the sun in our hands cannot illuminate the path in the darkness.
The dawn is chilling to the bone, burns our souls to dust.
Who will we become at the reveille? Who will we become when the last prophet passes away? The wind or the ashes?
Track Name: Триумф тишины
[Триумф тишины | The triumph of silence]