Since 2007, Margenta released a series of albums Dinastia Posveshonnyh (Dynasty of the Consecrated) with lyrics based on medieval history. The main composer on this albums is Sergey Skripnikov.
Настроение
Margenta Lyrics
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Хоронит церкви, яблони, заборы,
И колокольный звон из-под воды никак
С душою не закончит разговоры.
Туман ползет – как хитрый старый вор,
Закрутит в мягкий кокон, очарует
И бросит в полуночный звездный вздор,
Ладони загорятся в темноте,
Засветятся от напряженья пальцы,
И светом я отправлюсь по воде
К несмело сыгранному в детстве вальсу…
The lyrics to Margenta's song "Настроение" ("Mood") describe a sudden and overwhelming flood that engulfs churches, apple trees, and fences. The tolling of church bells can still be heard, but they are buried beneath the rushing water. The fog creeps in like a cunning old thief, enveloping the singer in a soft cocoon and lulling her into a starry, midnight trance. The singer feels burdened by another's guilt, and her hands tremble with intensity. She travels the water with the light, revisiting a timid waltz she played as a child.
The lyrics are imbued with powerful natural imagery, evoking a sense of being lost in the midst of a great deluge. The river takes on a life of its own, swallowing everything in sight, and the fog adds an eerie mysticism to the scene. The idea of feeling burdened by another's sins is a common theme in many songs and can be interpreted in multiple ways. Perhaps the singer is working through her own feelings of guilt or shame, or maybe she is struggling to move on after being hurt by someone's actions.
Line by Line Meaning
Нежданно разливается река,
The river unexpectedly overflows, inundating churches, apple trees, and fences, and the bells ringing from beneath the water will never finish their conversations with souls.
Хоронит церкви, яблони, заборы,
The flood buries churches, apple trees, and fences under its waters.
И колокольный звон из-под воды никак
The sound of church bells continues to ring from beneath the water.
С душою не закончит разговоры.
They will never finish their conversations with the souls they ring for.
Туман ползет – как хитрый старый вор,
The fog creeps like a sly old thief.
Закрутит в мягкий кокон, очарует
It envelops me in a soft cocoon and charms me.
И бросит в полуночный звездный вздор,
And throws me into the nonsense of midnight stars.
Повесив на меня вину чужую.
By pinning someone else's guilt on me.
Ладони загорятся в темноте,
My palms will ignite in the darkness.
Засветятся от напряженья пальцы,
My fingers will glow from the tension.
И светом я отправлюсь по воде
And with that light, I will travel on the water.
К несмело сыгранному в детстве вальсу…
To the waltz timidly played in childhood...
Contributed by Aubrey A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.