To understand the meaning of the song - you need to watch the individual disassemblies of his fans on the Internet) Rem Digga is not about money, cars and girls, he has deep lyrics. This song is about betrayal of loved ones and the question of who you betray, a friend or yourself - your principles, your personality, etc. About the wheelchair - he's an invalid in real life, an accident, fell from a height
@@Lanon13 When crows flocked from the branches soared into the sky, When brotherly rear gate clanged again, When he was left without everything, shoes and bread - Then I took it off myself, the blindfold. He threw his head back and stared at the birds. Turned back, realized - believed them in vain. Long behind them, the bile fell from his mouth Black pieces in Gefsimanii gardens (rrra! ) I was thinking to the light when I realized we were going to the wall. - And added (gouache red on) flowers. Now you need to have time to cut out of the heart on the knee. In Burgundy the gullies you had in there forever. Me a wreath of thorns, I blade in the ribs, Kick me into the abyss, after spitting vile. But no offense to anyone, nothing is sorry, Now you know, son - how to temper steel! Thousands of miles across the desert in a delirium I went while you are the dome of the bullets melted. And I saw the wolves, what woods are - So threw all of the hands you from hli stood you? My dearest guest, to know you so Wanted to shout a toast in hand to take a substitute - And under the table sharpening his knife, dropping sundress - Was always me glad, ska, pint, brother, adversary! So who are these gleaming domes for? One of us to drag the crown - flour? You betrayed me for my money, for my silver. You. You me personally in his mouth poured lead - ska! You know everything, can I call you, friend? I was walking in front of all of you when someone pushed me from behind. How strong are you? You're a sneaky coward, pure and simple. When you see it and you say you didn't. So it was a joke, so it was a giveaway? I held out my hand to you, and in each saw fists. Place stop - hooves, instead of a nose - nickels. Cut here, ska - I'll never be like this. My mother sewed the shirt. We box turquoise divided equally. I trusted you, and you didn't deserve it. I'll leave that burden to you, as you didn't care. Said: "Brother," Said: "Give" - You didn't have the guts to say anything else, did you? Do not stick together eyes and you find peace not - So who did you betray, me or yourself? Pushed into the mire, in the mud, you little dog, And you would instead of my love - a stake would be aspen. Do not stick together eyes, you can not find peace anywhere - So who did you betray, me or yourself? Silently digested the snake and forgot all of you in the end. Why do you think of me? Cowards, banderlogs! The victim's Nemesis, the dogs of lousy souls. There's no wind like, and all trembling aspen. )I don't know how accurate the translation is
When the crows rose up from the brenches to the skies When the slide of brother's gun clicked behind my back When i was left without even boots and a peace of bread That was the moment the scale (veil?) fell from my eyes I looked to the skies, saw the crows above Looked behind and realised that should have not believe them (his friends) Their mouths were salivating with black poison for too long, behind my back in the gardens of Gethsemane I thought we are walking forward to find the light, but you were escorting me to put up against the wall (and shot) And your footprints has coloured red And now i have to cut you of from my heart on my knee (to cut smthng on the knee is the Russian proverb, it means you put the peace of wood on top of your knee and cut some detail or toy etc. Digga used this proverb for rhyme and allegory) I've hidden you in purple ravines (heart wounds, after he cut those guys off, i guess) forever. Crown of torns is mine Dagger into the ribs is mine Kick me out into the abyss Spit in after my back But i have no regrets Now you know son, how the steel is being forged Thousands miles in the desert going insane I walked while you were melting domes into bullets (another proberb, means to turn good intentions to evil) And when you saw the wolves walking out from the woods You left me all alone My dearest guest, so you wanted to say toasts holding surrogate in hands (surrogate, means cheap alcohol, the reference to the fact that they both wasn't rich and still shared even cheap vine) But you were sharping you knife under the table, against me Always ready to betray me, brother-enemy. And for whom of us is now the diamonds are shining And who will carry the crown of thorns You betrayed me for the profit, for 30 silvers You were pouring the lead into my throat, bitch You know it all yourself, can i call you a friend now? I was leading you all ahead, when suddenly was punched from behind Think you are the strong one, no, you are the coward, saying that didnt see that Saying it was a joke? Or was it giveaway? I lend my hand to you, but yours turned to fists The hooves instead of feet, the nickles instead of noses (the reference to the image of demons) Cut my chest, bitch, i never be like that! My mother sewed the shirts for you We shared the fields with you together I trusted you, but you didn't deserve it, let it be on your conscience, as you didn't care All i heard of you - "brother" and "give", nothing more Now your eyes cannot shut to sleep, you never find peace of mind Who's you betrayed now, was it me or it were you? You were pushing me to the quagmire, dogs You deserved the aspen stake instead of my love I've forgotten of you all, at the end, So why are you still thinking of me, cowards? The victims of Nemesis, dogs of ugly soul. There is no wind, but aspen is still trembling. (The reference to the story of Judas who hanged himself on the aspen, after betraying Jesus.) Sorry for mistakes, i possibly made, haven't practice my English for a long time. I tried to translate the lyrics in the most understandable form, ignoring the poetical aspects. If you will ever read it, please give me the feedback. I were trying hard, so you could understand Digga's lyrics in the right way)
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To understand the meaning of the song - you need to watch the individual disassemblies of his fans on the Internet)
Rem Digga is not about money, cars and girls, he has deep lyrics.
This song is about betrayal of loved ones and the question of who you betray, a friend or yourself - your principles, your personality, etc.
About the wheelchair - he's an invalid in real life, an accident, fell from a height
damm, that indeed makes this a whole new genre off songs, and it did sound really serious eventhough the lyrics are unknown to me.
@@Lanon13 When crows flocked from the branches soared into the sky,
When brotherly rear gate clanged again,
When he was left without everything, shoes and bread -
Then I took it off myself, the blindfold.
He threw his head back and stared at the birds.
Turned back, realized - believed them in vain.
Long behind them, the bile fell from his mouth
Black pieces in Gefsimanii gardens (rrra! )
I was thinking to the light when I realized we were going to the wall. -
And added (gouache red on) flowers.
Now you need to have time to cut out of the heart on the knee.
In Burgundy the gullies you had in there forever.
Me a wreath of thorns, I blade in the ribs,
Kick me into the abyss, after spitting vile.
But no offense to anyone, nothing is sorry,
Now you know, son - how to temper steel!
Thousands of miles across the desert in a delirium
I went while you are the dome of the bullets melted.
And I saw the wolves, what woods are -
So threw all of the hands you from hli stood you?
My dearest guest, to know you so
Wanted to shout a toast in hand to take a substitute -
And under the table sharpening his knife, dropping sundress -
Was always me glad, ska, pint, brother, adversary!
So who are these gleaming domes for?
One of us to drag the crown - flour?
You betrayed me for my money, for my silver.
You. You me personally in his mouth poured lead - ska!
You know everything, can I call you, friend?
I was walking in front of all of you when someone pushed me from behind.
How strong are you? You're a sneaky coward, pure and simple.
When you see it and you say you didn't.
So it was a joke, so it was a giveaway?
I held out my hand to you, and in each saw fists.
Place stop - hooves, instead of a nose - nickels.
Cut here, ska - I'll never be like this.
My mother sewed the shirt.
We box turquoise divided equally.
I trusted you, and you didn't deserve it.
I'll leave that burden to you, as you didn't care.
Said: "Brother," Said: "Give" -
You didn't have the guts to say anything else, did you?
Do not stick together eyes and you find peace not -
So who did you betray, me or yourself?
Pushed into the mire, in the mud, you little dog,
And you would instead of my love - a stake would be aspen.
Do not stick together eyes, you can not find peace anywhere -
So who did you betray, me or yourself?
Silently digested the snake and forgot all of you in the end.
Why do you think of me? Cowards, banderlogs!
The victim's Nemesis, the dogs of lousy souls.
There's no wind like, and all trembling aspen.
)I don't know how accurate the translation is
When the crows rose up from the brenches to the skies
When the slide of brother's gun clicked behind my back
When i was left without even boots and a peace of bread
That was the moment the scale (veil?) fell from my eyes
I looked to the skies, saw the crows above
Looked behind and realised that should have not believe them (his friends)
Their mouths were salivating with black poison for too long, behind my back in the gardens of Gethsemane
I thought we are walking forward to find the light, but you were escorting me to put up against the wall (and shot)
And your footprints has coloured red
And now i have to cut you of from my heart on my knee (to cut smthng on the knee is the Russian proverb, it means you put the peace of wood on top of your knee and cut some detail or toy etc. Digga used this proverb for rhyme and allegory)
I've hidden you in purple ravines (heart wounds, after he cut those guys off, i guess) forever.
Crown of torns is mine
Dagger into the ribs is mine
Kick me out into the abyss
Spit in after my back
But i have no regrets
Now you know son, how the steel is being forged
Thousands miles in the desert going insane
I walked while you were melting domes into bullets (another proberb, means to turn good intentions to evil)
And when you saw the wolves walking out from the woods
You left me all alone
My dearest guest, so you wanted to say toasts holding surrogate in hands (surrogate, means cheap alcohol, the reference to the fact that they both wasn't rich and still shared even cheap vine)
But you were sharping you knife under the table, against me
Always ready to betray me, brother-enemy.
And for whom of us is now the diamonds are shining
And who will carry the crown of thorns
You betrayed me for the profit, for 30 silvers
You were pouring the lead into my throat, bitch
You know it all yourself, can i call you a friend now?
I was leading you all ahead, when suddenly was punched from behind
Think you are the strong one, no, you are the coward, saying that didnt see that
Saying it was a joke? Or was it giveaway?
I lend my hand to you, but yours turned to fists
The hooves instead of feet, the nickles instead of noses (the reference to the image of demons)
Cut my chest, bitch, i never be like that!
My mother sewed the shirts for you
We shared the fields with you together
I trusted you, but you didn't deserve it, let it be on your conscience, as you didn't care
All i heard of you - "brother" and "give", nothing more
Now your eyes cannot shut to sleep, you never find peace of mind
Who's you betrayed now, was it me or it were you?
You were pushing me to the quagmire, dogs
You deserved the aspen stake instead of my love
I've forgotten of you all, at the end,
So why are you still thinking of me, cowards? The victims of Nemesis, dogs of ugly soul.
There is no wind, but aspen is still trembling. (The reference to the story of Judas who hanged himself on the aspen, after betraying Jesus.)
Sorry for mistakes, i possibly made, haven't practice my English for a long time. I tried to translate the lyrics in the most understandable form, ignoring the poetical aspects. If you will ever read it, please give me the feedback. I were trying hard, so you could understand Digga's lyrics in the right way)
Добрый день, посмотрите клип Рэм Дигга-в огне, желательно найти трек с переводом, очень будет все понятно
thank you for your sugestion, i will try to put in my schedule somewhere ;)
Интересный вы человек👍🏻