Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perfektionisten , by - Vintersorg. Song from the album Solens Rotter, in the genre Фолк-металRelease date: 31.07.2013
Record label: Napalm Records Handels
Song language: Swedish
Perfektionisten(original) |
| Ur Vincis ide väcktes tidernas universalgeni |
| Med pensel i handen, men paletten i sinnets sal |
| Studerade allt fran faglars lyftkraft till vattnets |
| Rörelseenergi |
| En fackelbärare av renässansens människoideal |
| Varje penseldrag vägdes pa guldvag |
| Landskap efter landskap manades fram |
| Men även missnöjet i hans kritiska hag |
| Förgrenades fran denna stam |
| Han smakade kunskapstörsten som lag begraven |
| En torka som ej kunde släckas av världshaven |
| Hans tankar växte sig höga likt tinnar och torn |
| I konstnärlig anarki |
| I experimenterande alkemi |
| För att stiga med vingat maskineri |
| Högt over tinnar och torn |
| Naturen var livets encyklopedi |
| Dess bilder befäste hans teser |
| Fran mekanik till organisk anatomi |
| Landet emellan? |
| Genialiska synteser! |
| Studier i konst och arkitektur |
| Optik, geologi och botanikens hela ätt |
| Men perfektionen blev till sist en bur |
| Och han kunde ej ens färdigställa ett enda porträtt |
| Ty nyfikenhet var hela hans vision |
| Och finna outforskade grenar |
| Att färdigställa var att avsluta sin progression |
| Och sälla sig till statiska stenar |
| (translation) |
| Vinci's idea evoked the universal genius of the times |
| With a brush in hand, but the palette in the hall of the mind |
| Studied everything from the lifting power of birds to the water |
| Movement energy |
| A torchbearer of the human ideal of the Renaissance |
| Each brushstroke was weighed on a gold scale |
| Landscape after landscape was evoked |
| But also the dissatisfaction in his critical past |
| Branched from this strain |
| He tasted the thirst for knowledge as a team buried |
| A drought that could not be extinguished by the world's oceans |
| His thoughts grew tall like pinnacles and towers |
| In artistic anarchy |
| In experimental alchemy |
| To rise with winged machinery |
| High above peaks and towers |
| Nature was the encyclopedia of life |
| Its images solidified his theses |
| From mechanics to organic anatomy |
| Between the country? |
| Ingenious syntheses! |
| Studies in art and architecture |
| Optics, geology and the whole lineage of botany |
| But perfection eventually became a cage |
| And he could not even complete a single portrait |
| For curiosity was his whole vision |
| And find unexplored branches |
| To complete was to end his progression |
| And join static stones |