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1. About Craving
CRAVING: what do you think a person, that played nearly a third of his life in this damn band will tell you? Dont believe a word.... its a band. a four piece. guitar, bass, vocals and drums. founded in fall of 1992. once there was a second guitarist and the drummer changed. until now theres an amazing list of shows in so many different places, adventures to fill pages and quite a share of cool recordings, one might mention. Were the greatest rock band on earth..... still prooving! Anyway, we like it that way. any more questions? listen, all the rest is idle gossip, be it from the band or the scenepolice. CRAVING wont leave the pathway along that all those good rock-bands before had to carry their burden. Well hung and more rock than ever, emphasis still lays on traditional values, the crease cut like a knife: made to measure, so to speak. With discipline the flag of the axis-powers stuttgart-bonn-chicago is hoisted to wave out of sheer spite against all the scenepolice and deviants. A pumping bass over crossfiring drums build the fundament for cut-off guitar string distortions. This time youll even recognise the vocals if enjoy it the less volume way. A sign has emerged these days and if you are willing to like your share of at least two of these fine bands/labels (that is to speak, he, who cant be without the look into the right drawer) shouldnt keep his fingers off this album: bign, shellac, tar, jesus lizard, monorchid, hammerhead, guzzard, rye coalition, vaz, touch and go, dischord, gern blandsten, amrep, slowdime, reptilian, boxfactory etc...
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Olga
Craving Lyrics
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Где ломали друг другу крестцы
С голубыми свирепыми глазами
И жилистыми руками молодцы.
"Ольга, Ольга!" - вопили древляне
С волосами желтыми, как мед,
Выцарапывая в раскаленной бане
Окровавлеными ногтями ход.
И за дальними морями чужими
Не уставала звенеть,
То же звонкое вызванивая имя,
Варяжская сталь в византийскую медь.
Все забыл я, что помнил ране,
Христианские имена,
И твое лишь имя, Ольга, для моей гортани
Слаще самого старого вина.
Год за годом все неизбежней
Запевают в крови века;
Опьянен я тяжестью прежней
Скандинавского костяка.
Древних ратей воин отсталый,
К этой жизни тая вражду,
Сумасшедших сводов Вальхаллы,
Славных битв и пиров я жду.
Вижу череп с брагой хмельною,
Бычьи розовые хребты,
И валькирией надо мною,
Ольга, Ольга, кружишь ты.
The lyrics of the song Olga by Craving refer to a historical figure from the 10th century. The first verse talks about how Helga and Olga's names were called out in battle. The imagery of blue fierce eyes and strong hands of the warriors is used to convey the intensity of the battle. The second verse talks about how Olga's name was heard in foreign lands beyond the seas. Her name is described as a call to Varyags who stand out in a foreign place like steel in Byzantine copper. The singer then goes on to say that he has forgotten all the Christian names that he knew before, and the name of Olga is sweeter to his throat than the oldest wine. The last two verses talk about the singer's fascination with the Scandinavian warriors and the battles and feasts that he looks forward to. He sees a skull with hoppy beer, the rosy ridges of a bull, and above him, Olga as a Valkyrie, circling around.
Overall, the song Olga is a tribute to the bravery of the warriors and Olga's name is used as a symbol of that courage. The melody is uplifting and the lyrics are poetic, transporting the listener to a different time and place, while still being relevant today.
Line by Line Meaning
"Хельга, Хельга!" - звучало над полями,
The cry of Helga was heard echoing through the fields
Где ломали друг другу крестцы
Where people were breaking each other's spines
С голубыми свирепыми глазами
With fierce blue eyes
И жилистыми руками молодцы.
And strong muscular hands.
"Ольга, Ольга!" - вопили древляне
The ancient Slavic people cried out Olga's name
С волосами желтыми, как мед,
With her hair as golden as honey,
Выцарапывая в раскаленной бане
Scratching in the hot bath,
Окровавлеными ногтями ход.
Leaving bloody marks with her nails.
И за дальними морями чужими
And across distant foreign seas
Не уставала звенеть,
She did not cease calling out,
То же звонкое вызванивая имя,
Her sweet name resounding,
Варяжская сталь в византийскую медь.
Viking steel on Byzantine copper.
Все забыл я, что помнил ране,
I have forgotten all that I knew before
Христианские имена,
Christian names
И твое лишь имя, Ольга, для моей гортани
Only your name, Olga, remains in my throat
Слаще самого старого вина.
Sweeter than the oldest wine.
Год за годом все неизбежней
Year by year more inevitable
Запевают в крови века;
The ages sing in blood;
Опьянен я тяжестью прежней
I am drunk on the weight of the past
Скандинавского костяка.
Of Scandinavian bones.
Древних ратей воин отсталый,
A warrior from ancient armies, left behind
К этой жизни тая вражду,
Hiding his enmity towards this life,
Сумасшедших сводов Вальхаллы,
Mad vaults of Valhalla,
Славных битв и пиров я жду.
I await glorious battles and feasts.
Вижу череп с брагой хмельною,
I see a skull filled with mead,
Бычьи розовые хребты,
The pink spine of a bull,
И валькирией надо мною,
And above me is a valkyrie,
Ольга, Ольга, кружишь ты.
Olga, Olga, circling above.
Contributed by Colin P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.