Sacriversum Mozartia 1. Born to Be the Best Born, my genius. Show them all respect for revolution Born, courageous. Hear my call. And play for evolution Love is cruel, love is cold - so grey love's devotion Born in new hell, to unfold your prayer, art's emotion No one else can do the same when you, my love, discover all those colours Closed in four strings No one will be able to repeat that sound, so beautiful and bright Closed in emotions Stay in suffer, stay lonely as your great talent, great soul - to be the best Power?faith?born to be the best...faith...power...born to be the best In suffer, stay lonely as your great talent, great soul - to be the best Power?faith?born to be the best...faith...power...born to be the best! Gloomy light of candles is your childhood's sign Never play your rattles, only notes are fine... Leave your toys, your colleagues, other kids and games Learn different harmonies, what's the music sense Rules of composition, techniques, notes and scales Make your brilliant mission, just to be the best... Stay in suffer, stay lonely as your great talent, great soul - to be the best Falling on their knees all your rivals know who's the best Show them there's no chance for peace, you dominate all - and fuck the rest There is only one, he'll be Master, God of real truth, real art There is only one, he'll be Master, his name is true - Mozart... 2. Painful Fame Sadness, my life is painful sadness, no one can stop the madness No one can understand Turning around in fire, burning, still playing and not learning, So where's my promised land? Father, what did you do my father, why can't you find another Method of my increase Mother, why don't you help me, mother, don't guide me to another Direction to disease My son, your genius let us earn enough for paying All our rents so let the rich men hear your playing... Painful, this flame is bloody painful, malicious - not delightful Is this the correct breed? Rightful, is your opinion rightful, can't I to live delightful To be the normal kid? My son, be patient, please and try to understand Your music is the way to Gods, with them we blend Because your talent is the gift of gracious heavens Nobody's better then you, beauty of your art? Now you must help your family Because your music came down here from highest heavens Nobody know how you got it, how did it start Now you must play in ecstasy... When I start to touch my piano's keys again - I feel my power When I touch my violin's strings I smile again - that's my great power Nothing comes easy but music's born again - isn't it crazy? Who's dare to fight against me, who's dare to fight again - it's amazing to play? Hear my voice, my soul, my music Keep your faith - it's whole the best Keep this sound, this rhythm, don't loose it Hear my sing, forget the rest... 3. Young Traveller Keep my secret, don't hurt me: I still regret painfully It's to heavy for my back Don't betray me, see this crack I'm scared... From castle to court, from south to north We go again...we go again Tired, dead, sleepy, mad Cowards, travellers...Mad All we know that there's no time to waste And no chance to feel sweet freedom's taste. Never... We go again...we go again... Cowards! Mad! 4. Count Coloredo All those jesters I hate still come to my throne Treading briskly my way. Leave me whole alone! They want more, more money, they want me to pray Oh, no - that's not funny, never let them stay Please, give us, Your Majesty, a chance to be your slave If you'll not help us we cannot live, we're in the grave What shall we do if you leave us without your grace We beg you - and promise to give smile to your sad face Get out, you bloody suckers! Get out and go to hell! You jesters, stupid fuckers! Empty like churches bell! You have built your court for Christ, not for artists living here You don't want to compromise, giving us a lot of fear You care only for your eyes, saying "no" to people here You want fly to paradise - never you'll be so lucky! All those jesters... Please, give us... Take my heart - be my unbeliever Take my soul - be my only one Take my dreams - be my restless fever Take my kiss - be what has begun... Get out, your bloody... Take my heart... 5. Lorenzo Da Ponte It's always hard to make the music full of passion But also hard is the character to create 'Cause all the story must be fulfil with the action Not only melody can build the listener's faith For poetry, for victory, for endless fears, for children's tears For beauty of the art... Thanks, my Italian friend! We will beat the trend We, beginners of style made not for a while Drama and rhythm, melodically lead, persons and notes are mixed in one box Sweet oriental kiss, or bitter Persian tears... Drama and rhythm... Sweet oriental kiss... Together we work, and nothing can break this genius-indeed... Relationship. Together we can shake mother earth, We both may here vote when talent explode Drama and rhythm... Mozart entered Da Ponte's world, they start to change opera's age Drama and rhythm... 6. Stanzerl I'm your treasure. I'm your young girl Like a flower, always fresh and wet I'm your muse that make you stronger Even though the music's out of your head Stay with me, dear Stanzerl. Make me happy, my sweet girl You're my muse, you're my maid. Keep my power, keep my faith... Writing tons of various notes, you have no time to remember Where are your important hopes, what's the sense of life-you're still in gear So I do the life for you, 'cause your genius need a special care And your music must be true, what would you do without me there? Stay with me... I'm your treasure... Don't leave me, please-stay here. Without you I'll burn in fear Without you I can't exist-like a bird gone with the mist... Writing tons of various notes... I'd die in pain, burn in fear, lost in darkness, misery I'd fall in torment, die in pain, without suffer, dead again... I'm your treasure... Don't leave me... 7. Haffner in D You don't need to sing -just try to make your soul complete Music is so universal language to show How much you believe in power of orchestral beat Blasting drums and drumpets roaring with their blow May the Haffner's play In D? Symphony and fun... Showing him my sympathy I construct my plan May the Haffner's play in D? Four of equal parts... Showing him it's sympathy I look to the stars! ...They know my secret how to do it well I'll never regret, even in hell... Allegro con spirito, Andante, Menueto, Finale -four good parts here Makes sense in God's arms... May the Haffner's... 8. Salieri How could I believe? Is it only a dream? The man in black mask came to make it real Nightmare from the past change my brain in dust Over the remains spirit dies at last Write for me "opus magnum", don't make me sad All what yu do for me will burn in red Requiem for the ghost make your body lost To the rest of your days shows it's dirty face How could I resign? Is my soul still mine? Paper, notes and ink flies in creazy ring More than usual sound I still hear around Blood burns on my lips waitin' for death's kiss How could I regret, how could I forget, how could I resign? Should I respect, should I recent, shuld I still fight? How could I rehearse, how could I reverence, how could I despair? Should I believe, should I forgive, should I be there? How could I revenge, how could I retrench, how could I revive? Should I revoke, should I retort, should I here die? The other side-other conflict will bring the art to our death The other side-other problem, how can I work to my last breath? Several worlds, worlds of suffering, but music here still alive? Feel the sense, sense of fighting, the abyss where I lonely dive Requiem for the dead man, my last breath of life Good news that everything is still going fine Not every note I'll keep in my head Don't worry, one will finish it when you're dead... 9. A Body Left Under the Hedge 03:10