Представляем точный текст композиции "Red Weed, Pt. 1" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jeff Wayne . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Red Weed, Pt. 1» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jeff Wayne передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jeff Wayne - "Red Weed, Pt. 1"
Lyrics to Red Weed, Pt. 1 : Journalist: Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wander through the weird and lurid landscape of another planet: for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red Weed. Wherever there was a stream, the Red Weed clung and grew with frightening voraciousness, its claw-like fronds choking the movement of the water; and then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling! crawling! I suddenly noticed the body of a Parson, lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard. I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the Red Weed and decided to bury him decently. Beth: Nathaniel! Nathaniel! Journalist: The Parsons eyes flickered open. He was alive! Beth: Nathaniel! I saw the church burst into flame! Are you all right' Parson: Don touch me! Beth: But its me-Beth. Your wife. Parson: No. You e one of them. A devil! Beth: (to JOURNALIST) Hes delirious! Parson: Lies! I saw the devils sign. Beth: What are you saying' Parson: The green flash in the sky. His demons were here all along-in our hearts and souls-just waiting for a sign from him. And now they e destroying our world. Beth: But they e not devils-they e Martians. Journalist: We must leave here. Beth: Look! A house still standing! Come, Nathaniel, quickly! Journalist: We took shelter in a cottage and Black Smoke spread, hemming us in. Then a Fighting Machine came across the fields, spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust. Martians: Ulla! Beth: Dear God-help us! Parson: The voice of the devil is heard in our land! [ Red Weed, Pt. 1 Lyrics ]
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