omerta
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mafyanın suskunluk anlaşması. tıp oyunu.
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godfather serisini izleyip mario puzonun baba adli kitabini okuduktan sonra , italya(sicilyada) da buna herkesin uydugu ,kocasi oglu karisi oldurulse hatta oldurenin kim olduunu bilse bile polise (devlete) karsi da uyguladigi bir susma yasasi..gelenek gibi birsey oldugunu anladim.devletin ve hukukun gereken adaleti saglamadigini anlamalari uzerine insanlar omerta ya uyar ve mafia ya gider.yada dewleti karistirmadan cozer. ama susar...
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sicilyali mafya bireylerinden cikmi$ we tutulamamasi haaliyle her$ekilde mutlak olumle sonuclanabilcek yasa... suskunluk yasasi...
binevii gormedim, duymadim, bulunmadim, konu$madim(we konu$miicam) olayi... -
omertà diye yazilir.
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katatonia viva emptiness in 12. tracki olan slow ve super meldiye sahip sarki.. anlasilan katatonia bu albumde slowlari ozenle secmis..
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come by you have come far
all i had i lost in the flood
come sit with me at the bar
tell me of progress strengthen my blood
no one here knows my name
i have traded my memories for things
but i remember you clearly
do you remember that i used to sing
why have you waited so long
come by you have come far
long since i saw you so how have you been
come sit with me at the bar
how long since they told you that they had found him
no one here knows my name
i gave up my worries for one good thing
but i remember you clearly
do you remember that i used to sing
was it because i never told you
i was going away
that you waited so long
was it because your fucking dreams
meant nothing to me
that you waited so long
it runs from the top of my fingers
into my hands
what is it i have been drinking
i do not understand
i thought i'd lost you my brother
i'm so glad you came
my regards to the ones that i love i miss them
tell them i love them i miss them -
il canto di malavita isimli , geleneksel calabria sarkilarindan olusan albumden bir sarki...sozlerini okudugunuzda omerta'nın ne kadar yuceltilmis bir gelenek oldugu anlasiliyor.
ingilizce olarak , sozleri soyledir :
while the sawn-off shotgun sings
the traitor screams and dies
this hard and bitter law
splits the traitors heart
no-one saw or knew a thing
whoever turns to god honours the saints
guilty or not guilty
nobody spoke a word
omerta , omerta
this is the law of our society
laws that don't forgive those
who break their silence
silence is an order
a just and wise law
whoever breaks his oath
knows the price to pay
i have eyes but i see nothing
i am deaf and even dumb
i know the laws of god
and keep them to myself
omerta , omerta
this is the law of our society
laws that don't forgive those
who break their silence
blind, deaf and dumb am i
i am one of the society
that is a clenched fist
and that rules the land
the man who speaks too much
will never have it easy
but whoever is deaf and blind and mute
will live in peace for a hundred years -
uyulmaması sonucu sawed off shotgun ile öldürülür uymayan.
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jagged alliance 2de oyuna basladigimiz sehir.
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lamb of god'ın ashes of the wake albümündeki en zayıf parça. yine de ara ara güzel.
whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward. whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both. for a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "if i live, i will kill you. if i die, you are forgiven."
such is the rule of honor.
broken the paradigm example must be set
invoke the siren's song and sign the death warrant
this what has been wraught for 30 pieces of silver
the tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer
i am the result whats better left unspoken
violence begins to mend what was broken
you've been talking, i've been all ears
words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day
words can be broken, so can bones execute the mandate
mouth full of dirt. your name is removed from the registry
st. peter greets with empty eyes then turns and locks the gate
i am the result whats better left unspoken
violence begins to mend what was broken
you've been talking, i've been all ears
omerta
cheaply venal, stupidly verbose
a slip of the tongue, a split of the throat
six feet under with no marker
keep my name from your mouth forever
free speech for the living, dead men tell no tales
your laughing finger will never point again
omerta
sing for me now
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