Парус

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released October 15, 2019

Andrey Losev - music, lead guitar
Mare Mirkie - lyric
Ksenia Pobuzhanskaya - vocals
Stepan "Beast" Maratkanov - rhythm guitar
Rustem Shagitov - bass
Nikolay Kopachev - drums
Stone Flower - recording studio
Vladimir Lehtinen - mixing, mastering
Darius Alas - design

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Alkonost Naberezhnye Chelny, Russia

Band's history began in the second half of 1995 when Andrey Losev decided to start his own project. His attention was drawn to medieval music and russian folk melodies. After a year, in August 1996, Alkonost was born. Over 20 years band has gone through a lot of different things, but it's unique sound and special atmosphere remained, being band's distinctive features for all that time. ... more

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Track Name: Парус
По мареву мёртвых вод
Потрёпанный чёлн плывёт.
Ты на корме,
И по волне -
Холодной стеной туман.
Меч под рукой,
Ночной покой -
Не тишина, обман...

Не помнишь, не хочешь уз,
Не знаешь, не держишь курс,
На сердце штиль,
Нет сил грести
И берег во мгле искать.
Вспять не свернуть,
И знает путь
Лишь ветер, что тронул гладь.

Плащ сорван с усталых плеч
И сломан булатный меч,
Но не сломать морскую гладь,
Но неба свод не разбить.
И не рассечь
В худшей из сеч
Незримую ветра нить.

Под бортом - плеск тёмных волн.
Во мгле заплутавший чёлн...
И нет пути,
Но ты свети,
Звезда, путеводный свет.
Ладья, плыви,
Ветер, веди
Мой парус в златой рассвет.

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By the haze of dead waters
A battered prow is floating.
You're aft
And across the wave -
Fog is like a cold wall.
The sword is at hand
Night rest -
Not silence, deceit...

You don’t remember, don’t want any bonds,
You don't know, don't keep the course
There’s a calmness in your heart
No strength to row
And to look for the shore in darkness.
You can’t turn back,
And knows the way
Only the wind that touched the surface.

Cloak is torn from the tired shoulders
And the damask sword is broken
But one cannot shatter the sea
But the sky cannot be destroyed.
And one can't cut
In the worst battle
Invisible wind thread.

Under the board is a splash of dark waves.
The prow that got lost in the darkness...
There is no way
But shine, you,
Star, (my) guiding light.
Shallop, swim
Wind, lead
My sail into a golden dawn.
Track Name: Вихрь времени
Вихрь лент и златых волос -
Сенокос, пляс до утра.
Хмель по кружкам золотой,
Мёд хмельной - пира пора.
Лишь бард старый у костра
Песнь поёт - в ней стали звон.
Тот, кто славен был вчера -
По зиме пылью стал в вихре времён.
Снег, кровь... Лед зимних звёзд -
И вопрос, чья вина.
Воронов багряный пир,
Хрупкий мир смяла война.
Лишь бард, кутаясь в плащ,
Песнь поёт - в ней кубков звон.
Всему, о чём вчерашний плач,
По весне пылью стать в вихре времён.

Взлёт-падение - в вихре времени...
Вечен танец - смерть... рождение...
Волны плещутся, камни точатся,
Слёзы мира граня в сокровище...
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A whirlwind of ribbons and golden hair -
Haymaking, dancing until the morning.
Golden hops is poured in mugs,
Heady meads, it's time for the feast.
Only the old bard by the fire
Sings the song, it brings the ringing of steel.
One who was glorious yesterday -
In winter, became dust in a whirlwind of time.
Snow, blood ... Ice of winter stars -
And the question is who is at fault.
Ravens’ crimson feast,
The fragile peace was crushed by war.
Only a bard wrapped in a cloak
Sings a song, it brings the jingling of goblets.
All that yesterday’s weeping’s about
In spring, becomes dust in a whirlwind of time.

Rise and fall - in a whirlwind of time ...
Dance is eternal - death... birth...
Waves are splashing, stones are whetted,
Making tears of the world into treasure...

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