2) Basildon, Essex, England - four piece band (Unsigned) 1996 - 1999
3) Five piece sludge/post-hardcore outfit from Limoges, France.
Raw vocals, low chords, loud drums, pure fucking anger on stage.
The band is releasing its very first EP in 2012.
Pruhy
Korben Dallas Lyrics
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Najkrajšieho druhu.
Zaradím sa k tebe
Do pomalého pruhu.
Cesta beží, už si na dotyk,
Niekde tam pred nami leží spoločný cieľ.
Nižšie radím, niet sa kam náhliť,
Krajnica, tá ma nepustí,
Len ona vie, kde sú hranice mojich možností.
Nepretekám ako pohár,
Len nízko mi spod kolies lieta štrk.
Jazdy končím radšej v noci,
Je to lepšie jak v kŕči zákrut seknúť si krk.
Krajnica, tá ma nepustí,
Len ona vie, kde sú hranice mojich možností.
Príliš prudký väčšinou bývam,
ženiem sa rýchlo, chcem tam už byť,
Ale snom byť prvý musím sa brániť,
Lebo nepokoj treba schovať a skryť.
Nepokoj treba schovať a skryť.
Vždy keď hľadám vzpruhu
Najkrajšieho druhu.
Zaradím sa k tebe
Do pomalého pruhu.
The song Pruhy by Korben Dallas talks about a journey, both literal and figurative, where the singer is seeking guidance and inspiration from someone. The first few lines convey the idea of finding support in challenging times, with the singer looking for the most beautiful type of inspiration. They decide to follow someone, signified by the phrase “Do pomalého pruhu” (Into the slow lane), indicating they have decided to slow down and proceed at a steady pace.
As the journey progresses, there is still a long way to go, and the singer is slowly getting closer to the destination. There is a sense of patience and determination that one needs to possess to reach their goals, as indicated by the line “Nižšie radím, niet sa kam náhliť” (Lower down I shift, there's no need to rush). They realize that progress can be made without constantly pushing themselves beyond their limits. The lines “Krajnica, tá ma nepustí, Len ona vie, kde sú hranice mojich možností” (The hard shoulder won't let me go, Only it knows where my limits lay) capture the idea of the singer being held in check, indicating that one's limits need to be respected.
The song speaks of the desire to be the first and reach the destination quickly, but the singer realizes that patience and calmness are essential to achieve success. There is also the idea of hiding one's turmoil and unrest beneath a calm exterior in pursuit of a goal. Overall, the lyrics convey a message of perseverance, determination, and self-awareness, indicating that sometimes success is as much about the journey than the destination itself.
Line by Line Meaning
Vždy keď hľadám vzpruhu
Whenever I look for inspiration
Najkrajšieho druhu.
The most beautiful kind
Zaradím sa k tebe
I will join you
Do pomalého pruhu.
In the slow lane.
Cesta beží, už si na dotyk,
The road is running, you are already close,
Niekde tam pred nami leží spoločný cieľ.
The common goal lies somewhere ahead of us.
Nižšie radím, niet sa kam náhliť,
I shift down, there's no need to rush,
Viem, že sa rozmýšľať dá aj bez zrážky čiel.
I know that you can think even without a collision of ideas.
Krajnica, tá ma nepustí,
The shoulder won't let me,
Len ona vie, kde sú hranice mojich možností.
Only it knows where the limits of my abilities are.
Nepretekám ako pohár,
I'm not overflowing like a glass,
Len nízko mi spod kolies lieta štrk.
Only low gravel flies off from under my wheels.
Jazdy končím radšej v noci,
I prefer to end my trips at night,
Je to lepšie jak v kŕči zákrut seknúť si krk.
It's better than breaking your neck in a sharp turn in agony.
Príliš prudký väčšinou bývam,
I'm usually too fast,
ženiem sa rýchlo, chcem tam už byť,
I'm speeding, I want to be there already,
Ale snom byť prvý musím sa brániť,
But I have to defend my dream of being first,
Lebo nepokoj treba schovať a skryť.
Because unrest needs to be hidden and concealed.
Nepokoj treba schovať a skryť.
Unrest needs to be hidden and concealed.
Vždy keď hľadám vzpruhu
Whenever I look for inspiration
Najkrajšieho druhu.
The most beautiful kind
Zaradím sa k tebe
I will join you
Do pomalého pruhu.
In the slow lane.
Writer(s): lukas fila, juraj benetin
Contributed by Jordan F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@lajospal6755
Coraz viac sa mi páci vás Vykon !!!
@chrisbrooks1361
Nice!