Øjne / Улыбайся Ветру Split

by Unlock Yourself Records

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Negli ultimi sedici mesi avrò vissuto tre vite diverse, tutte nello stesso momento e ho perso più tempo a chiedermi quale fosse la più importante, che a viverle veramente. Almeno una. E cosa resta di Gennaio? Oggi che è Primavera tengo quei giorni in tasca, perché se ho ancora qualcosa da salvare è il momento in cui tutto aveva un senso. Il primo giorno dell'anno, quando mi sono svegliato, ero in un posto nuovo, che non avevo mai visto: la camera di qualcuno che era in vacanza altrove; foto di gruppo appese al muro, era già pomeriggio inoltrato. Ed ho immaginato che in quelle foto ci fossi io. Più tardi quel giorno abbiamo camminato finché i palazzi anonimi hanno iniziato a diventare familiari. Sotto i tigli ho trovato, tra petardi inesplosi e ricordi tutte le parti migliori di me unite da un unico filo non più così sottile che ora riesco a vedere e in cui non inciampo più. E non è il tuo nome che ho scritto su un soffitto di legno ad Hannover e abbiamo dormito per terra, abbiamo passato il confine, abbiamo giocato a Tetris con tutte le nostre cose, e in viaggio tra due città era come se fossimo già arrivati. E nel viaggio di ritorno abbiamo visto l'oceano, sapevamo che era solo il cielo, ma vogliamo aver visto l'oceano. Quando il sole è nascosto e la strada è in discesa ogni nuvola è una spiaggia e ogni spiaggia è vuota. Nessuno verrà a disturbare. --- UNDER THE LIME TREES Over the past sixteen months I must have lived at least three different lives, all at the same time, and I've spent more time wondering which one was most important than actually living them. At least one. And what's left of January? Now that it's spring I keep those days in my pocket, because if I still have something to save it's the moment when everything made sense. The first day of the year when I woke up I was in a new place, one I had never seen before: the bedroom of someone who was on vacation somewhere else; group pictures hanging on the wall, it was already late afternoon. And I imagined myself in all of those pictures. Later that day we walked until the anonymous buildings started to become familiar. Under the lime trees I've found, between unexploded firecrackers and memories, all the best parts of me connected by one single wire that's not so thin anymore so now I can see it and I don't stumble on it anymore. And it's not your name I wrote on a wooden ceiling in Hannover, and we slept on the floor, we crossed the border, we played Tetris with all of our things, and traveling between two cities, it felt like we had already arrived. And on the road back home we saw the ocean, we knew it was just the sky, but we want to believe we saw the ocean. When the sun is hidden and the road is downhill every cloud is a beach and every beach is empty. No one will come to disturb us.
[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.
[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.
[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?
[Триумф тишины | The triumph of silence] Ελευθερία


This split will be available on 7" vinyls:
250 black
250 solid blue

Co-release with friendly-labels:
Pike Records [DE]
It's a Trap! Records [US]
Flood Records [BE]
Zegema Beach Record [CA]
La Agonia De Vivir [ES]
Pure Heart Records [CZ]

Улыбайся Ветру (smiletothewind.bandcamp.com)
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

Øjne (ojne.bandcamp.com)
Recorded and Mixed by Stefano Garotta at Soundcheck Studio in the Spring of 2014,
Milan, Italy.
Mastered by Will Killingsworth at Dead Air Studios, Amherst, Massachusetts.


released June 15, 2014


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