Antiwar Song Folk-rock Style

Antiwar song folk-rock style

Englih translation

The day dawns and Mars rules the hour Devastated land is like an open wound Man for man joins in a rag-hat We are damned and forever away from home. For this world is governed by use only And those who do not dare, can not hope, only lose.

Wallenstein Far from home, Wallenstein Never return home, Wallenstein We are lost, to your heart of stone. Wallenstein of fate's voice, Wallenstein Shows us around the country, Wallenstein You black devil, have a heart of stone.

It is the mind that builds the body Everyone knows how to loot, murder, rob We are corrupted by sin and cruelty Our call resonates far across the land So far.

Wallenstein Far from home, Wallenstein Never return home, Wallenstein We are lost, to your heart of stone. Wallenstein of fate's voice, Wallenstein Shows us around the country, Wallenstein You black devil, have a heart of stone.

For this world is governed by use only And those who do not dare, can not hope only lose And who like me greed for gold and wealth That will lead to the ambition over corpses. Far from home Never return home We are lost To your heart of stone.

Wallenstein of fate's voice, Wallenstein Shows us around the country, Wallenstein You black devil, have a heart of stone, A heart of stone. Wallenstein Far from home, Wallenstein Never return home, Wallenstein You black devil, have a heart of stone.

Policajt - "Prešiel ste na červenú." Einar - "Ty tiež, pokrytec." Policajt - "Ja som sa vás snažil dohnať." Einar - "No a? Nemôžem za to, že si sprostý a opakuješ, keď niekto nevie šoférovať."

Post-finale angst...

Magdaléna: Usmíváš se. Co se přihodilo?

Joachim Stein: Copak se nemohu usmívat jen tak?

Bohdan Jaroš: Notář před chvíli zakopl a spadnul ze schodů.

This took me a moment what with determining what came before what and how strong was my fixation and I am still not sure, so here's a list. Contestants Winnetou (Karl May) - Adventures, friendship, locquaciousness, trickery, high resilience, friendship, friendship, friendship... I cried some at the end and wanted to visit praeries and cherished it deeply. And I kid you not, I believed it was recollection of real events, until a classmate informed me of its fictionality during school lesson in 3rd grade or sometime around then. Prísaha, príbehy o Vimke (Alexandra Pavelková) - I loved the cover the moment I laid my eyes upon it and I was enchanted by the style and worldbuilding I haven't seen before. Like damn, here is a wandering healer with traumatic past and strained family relations revealed bits by bits in dialogues and flashbacks. Here is delightful down to earth late roman/early medieval environment with vladykas (petty rulers), zhreci (pagan priests), igrici (travelling bards), squirrel skins for money and mead for drink, myths permeating the world without much explanation ranging from greek (warring Amazonianns and centaurs (with helluva tasty explanation and resolution)) to pagan slavic (lady middday, dancing samodivas, Morena) tu universally fantastical (unicorns, dragons, vampires) but always with its own spin. Here are hints at sexuality, complicated dealings with other people, lyricism of nature. I remember lying on my bed and thinking I need, need, need more stories about vampires like the ones Alexandra wrote. In retrospect there is some Witcher in the book's DNA, but it is also very much its own thing, savoury atmospheric somewhat melancholic thing. His Dark Matterial (Phillip Pullman) - Very interesting idea with daemons - physical manifestations of a part of one's psyche, very interesting idea with particles of sentience and alternative worlds and devices for scrying, travelling, what you have. I loved watching a child heroine being stubborn, feisty, resourceful and guile and growing on her path from a brat with sense of friendship loyalty to a mature person with broadened horizons and capacity for empathy and sacrifices. I loved her relationship with a deuteragonist from another world who had to do adulting since being too young, how they grow closer, how they deal with adversity, how they change the world without seeing the whole picture. There is this sort of flowing shift on macrocosmic and microcosmic scale facillitated by actions of individual towards individual, grand paradigms, all those journeys of other people who crossed paths with the main pair, got entangled in the process, finding of one's heart beyond constraints of whichever misguided authority, the fight between fullness of life and inner deadness/spiritual deadness/disconnect. It was only later that I became aware of how much campaigning against some real-world structures/outlooks there is in that trilogy. At first it existed for me as a thing in itself with compelling characters, interesting wide-spanning journey and inspiring touching vision and I was invested in it regardless of references.

Svjatoslav I, knieža z rodu Rurikovcov s Perunovou sekerkou v pozadí, jedna z hlavných postáv série Bohatier Autor - Martina "Agama" Zrostlíková