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3) Rasputin - also american doom/sludge/stoner band from Washington state.
https://www.facebook.com/RasputinUSA
2)Rasputin - new name in Invasion Wreck family and very mysterious person (later changed his name to Rasputeen). Philipp Muench (Synapscape) has met Rasputin under enigmatic circumstance, and now Phillip produced his unbelievable powerful debut album entitled "Das Leberwurstbrot". As Rasputin says about his concept: "we are human beings and beside all destructive behaviour we also have the power to create positive energy by refusing rational ways of thinking".
1)Rasputin are a youthful band from the southwest of cornwall. Playing inventive hardcore with stoner rock grooves at times, playing hard and fast, energetic and exiting music they are well worth a watch as they are sure to get you moving,
http://www.myspace.com/rasputinhc
Primavera
Rasputin Lyrics
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Que triste es para mi saber que no vendrás
Que triste es para mi cuando las aves, comienzan a cantar en primavera
Que triste me siento en estos días, pensé que en primavera tu vendrias
Haciendo realidad todos mis sueños, de tus amaneceres ser el dueño
Primavera, divina estación de las praderas
Dejaste en mi huellas profundas e quimera, dejaste en mi recuerdos dulce primavera
Si volvieras, a quererme como ayer mi dulce amada
En las tardes, de primavera.
Primavera, divina estación de las praderas
Dejaste en mi huellas profundas e quimera, dejaste en mi recuerdos dulce primavera
Si volvieras, a quererme como ayer mi dulce amada
No sabría como amarte vida mía
En las tardes, de primavera.
Con sabor a primavera, Juli Mateo.
Primavera, divina estación de las praderas
Dejaste en mi huellas profundas e quimera, dejaste en mi recuerdos dulce primavera
Si volvieras, a quererme como ayer mi dulce amada
No sabría como amarte vida mía
En las tardes, de primavera.
Primavera, divina estación de las praderas
Dejaste en mi huellas profundas e quimera, dejaste en mi recuerdos dulce primavera
The lyrics of Rasputin's song "Primavera" convey a sense of sadness and longing for someone who is not there during the spring season. The singer expresses their deep sorrow at the absence of their loved one, and how the arrival of spring only intensifies these feelings. The imagery of birds singing in spring is a reminder of the love and connection that the singer is missing. Despite these feelings of sadness, the singer also cherishes the memories they have shared with their loved one during past springs, and longs for them to return.
There is also a sense of uncertainty and indecision in the lyrics, with the singer expressing that they would not know how to love their beloved if they were to return. This suggests that there may have been some complications or issues in their relationship that need to be resolved before they can fully embrace each other again. Overall, the lyrics of "Primavera" evoke a sense of bittersweet nostalgia and the complex emotions that can arise during a time of renewal and hope.
Line by Line Meaning
Que triste es para mi saber que tu no estas
I feel so sad knowing that you're not here
Que triste es para mi saber que no vendrás
I feel so sad knowing that you're not coming
Que triste es para mi cuando las aves, comienzan a cantar en primavera
It makes me so sad when the birds start singing in springtime
Que triste me siento en estos días, pensé que en primavera tu vendrias
These days I feel so sad because I thought you'd come back in the spring
Haciendo realidad todos mis sueños, de tus amaneceres ser el dueño
Making all my dreams come true, being the owner of your sunrises
Primavera, divina estación de las praderas
Spring, divine season of the meadows
Dejaste en mi huellas profundas e quimera, dejaste en mi recuerdos dulce primavera
You left deep footprints and sweet memories of spring in me
Si volvieras, a quererme como ayer mi dulce amada
If you came back to loving me like before, my sweet beloved
No sabría como amarte vida mía
I wouldn't know how to love you, my dear life
En las tardes, de primavera.
In the afternoons of spring.
Con sabor a primavera, Juli Mateo.
With the flavor of spring, Juli Mateo.
Contributed by Mason H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.