Kazka – debuttano con il loro primo album ”Karma”
l’Ascesa dei Kazka è stata veloce e sorprendente, e il motivo sta proprio nel loro sound innovativo e al contempo con richiami ai suoni della tradizione Ucraina grazie anche all’utilizzo di strumenti musicali caratteristici.
Da pochi giorni è uscito il loro primo album Karma che raccoglie i loro successi come ”Holy” ”Svyata” che hanno poi portato a X Factor Ucraina e ha poi raggiunto oltre 7 milioni di visualizzazioni e il loro secondo successo ”Dyva”, nell’album sono presenti altri otto brani inediti. facebook @kazka.band La playlist si può trovare su itunes
Plakala – I was crying
I was crying
I’ll save myself from your words—will be intact
After a year of insults, I won’t reduce the price
Burning, the bridges are burning, and there’s a sea of tears
Just know, my game is less conversation and more action
I’ll save at least my body from your arrows
You drove me under the ice, I can’t find my soul
Hurts, it hurts so much, and the blood is boiling
The daughter sleeps no more—less conversation and more action[*1]
I’ve cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one[*2]
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
The night burnt out, it became damp in the morning
I’ve got to find new colors
Wash your face with rain, what else to need?[*3]
And to the heart under the coat—less conversation and more faith
I’ve cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I’ve cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I’ve cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I’ve cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
