Jsem s kapitolou spokojená? Ne.
Jsem ji schopná v termínu smysluplně opravit? Ne.
Těším se, až tuhle povídku dokončím? Ano.
Vítejte v poslední pětině příběhu
Is it a lost cause
Can we overlook this taint
Are these the dead laws
Like a doubt eating the saint
Poets of the Fall – Diamonds for Tears
We never thought to worry,
cos we only thought of glory
and we trusted our lucky stars,
so we never thought mere seconds would betray us.
Poets of the Fall – Sounds of Yesterday
There's something in my eye
Well, there's something in my throat
Oh, maybe I'm not the man I used to be before
Flogging Molly – Guns of Jericho
Se začátkem jsem spokojená, s koncem ne, ale co se dá dělat...
Never mind the hurt, even if you burn
Cos it's all, gonna be so much better
The moment your true self's shining through
Like the love when I'm finally holding you
Poets of the Fall – Standstill
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall
where enough is not the same it was before.
Poets of the Fall – Carnival of Rust
Every house needs a foundation
So the mortar we'll supply
We'll be broke but never broken
Let us laugh until we cry
Flogging Molly – A Prayer for me in Silence
TW: Je to sladké, diabetici, čtěte opatrně :)
Well, it breaks my heart to see you this way
The beauty in life, where's it gone?
And somebody told me you were doing okay
Somehow I guess they were wrong
Flogging Molly – Whistles the Wind
Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till' you cannot lie still
In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil come closing in for a kill
Poets of the Fall – Carnival of Rust
Znáte takové ty kapitoly, na které se těšíte celé psaní, a ony se pak nikdy nevyrovnají tomu, jak jste si je představovali? Tak tohle je jedna z nich. Ale aspoň tu trochu zamícháme se zápletkou (muhehehe)...
V kapitole si rovnou plním šesté překvapení.
Grab the leaf of the branch from the tree in its ground
Where these roots claim the earth, many toiled
To a land that now stands under no one's command
And her beauty, let no man destroy
Flogging Molly – (No More) Paddy’s Lament
Nothin' ever came from a life that was a simple one,
Pull yourself together girl and have a little fun.
Flogging Molly – Devil’s Dance Floor
Dneska jedna výplňová, ale kdybych ji spojila s tou další, bylo by to moc dlouhé (aneb postavy ne a ne sklapnout...)
Is this a role or disguise, seeking mercy in creation.
Just another device or truly a time when we will rise,
oh one and all, to the occasion
and bridge the gap to see the other side?
Poets of the Fall – Chasing Echoes
Tohle měl být úvod k následující kapitole, ale nakonec se holky rozkecaly a udělaly si z toho vlastní kapitolu. Celý příběh mi strašlivě kyne, tak doufám, že do konce roku všechno stihnu...
