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Parada wspomnien

Okay, I'm not sure what's going on in pepik's Parada wspomnien, so I'll just give his explanation:

This series of vignettes is a visualisation of _Parada wspomnien_ -- the song of Polish band -- Kult. The song refers to the proclamation of Martial law in Poland on 13th December 1981.

If someone could point me to an English translation of the lyrics, that would be great. In the meantime it's a series of great vigs. My two favorites: Technorati tags: LEGO vignette
Posted by Bricktales at Tuesday, April 28, 2009 christian said...

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May 01, 2009 2:58 PM pepik said...

You can hear the song on youtube :) .
And regarding to English translation of the lyrics I haven't found on the internet. I've done my free translation, but I've lost the file, so there's no one.

May 04, 2009 4:19 PM 
I was sitting in my apartment
When someone knocked on the door
I looked out the blind eye (little window inside doors so you can see who's there)
And I jumped out my window
I was running through snowy streets
I heard their scream behind me
I was running, I didn't look back
Oh, how wonderful it was...

Idiots speaking all around
kept coming out the radio speakers
so I ran to my friends place
he told me what happenned
alcohol went like a river
my friends had methods
and in baths swam fishes
Oh, how young i was...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,|3x
These times
won't come again
the streets are covered with red
we have stones in our hands
May sun is so hot
we're cooled by the water springs
from dark medieval
crusade against poland
we put sth into our suit (hard to translate :))
Oh, how great it was...

And hard work at night
so we can make it till morning
let the people know
who are we doing it for
at midday stand straight
tousands of paper cards...
gas comes out everywhere

June 25, 2009 2:37 PM