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by Mariesena

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especially thnx for help to yana roykhman

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released October 8, 2012

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MARIESENA Odesa, Ukraine

Four friends from Odessa - the city on the Black Sea. Most of all they liked to hang out on the 3rd floor of an abandoned shoe factory, where they played their dark, melodic and emotional music in styles such as emo, screamo and post-hardcore. With music Mariesena expressed personal experiences of love, broken friendship, memories from childhood and adult philosophy. ... more

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Track Name: Cranes That Are Afraid of Water
she makes the birds out of paper
but fly up they don't have chances
only if the wind picks up
wings from her thin fingers
Track Name: The Places Where I've Never Been
I miss the places where I've never been,
the streets, where those wander,
who don't understand my language;
the picture landscapes from the books,
the odors of the stalls which I do not know
and the parks with old trees,
where someone is feeding the birds.
I'm afraid no one understands me,
but I ever so miss the places where I've never been
because somewhere
in one of the windows, in one of the houses
I've never seen
you are in...
Track Name: Happy Days
we were riding the bikes
along the golden wheat field
bright red harvesters were gathering the grain
my hair waved in the wind
the wheels were spinning faster and faster

we raced the bikes
faster and faster

in a few seconds
I flew down the slope into the ditch
and my iron horse slid limply
on the road leaving a spark
and fragments of reflectors
I lay in the sunflowers, heard the noise of harvesters
a trickle of blood was running on my cheek
a flock of birds was fling in the sky
and I was happy
I was a child.
Track Name: Distance
when you're far away
I'm like paralyzed
I can stand, whisper, smile. But this is only a mask
when you're far away
I'm like in a coma
I can walk, talk and giggle, but it's just a hoax
when you're far away
I'm almost dead
I can run, scream and laugh, but this is just an illusion.
illusion, which dissolve with the first rays of reality.
cause when you are not next to me it's really hard to breathe
It seems like something important as air was stolen
every night you come into my dream, I wish I wouldn't wake up at all, because my life is a nightmare without you.
I hear your voice through the computer screen, but I can't touch you
It feels like I'm a bird which trapped in a cage and can't fly.
come.. come into my dream today
come.. come into my dream tomorrow
come.. come into my dreams every day until you come back
home...
Track Name: Long Way to Us
I'm walking to meet you,
but the legs get tired very quickly.
I start to run to overcome fatigue
breaking my legs into the blood sickly.
suddenly, I resort to the sea,
this is forcing me to stop running..
no time for doubt!
and I ran into the seething water,
which corrodes my wounds.
but the waves knocked me off my feet
and hurt my knees.
then, I start to swim,
counting on the strength of the arms.
but the sea is stronger than me
and mercilessly throws me on the sand.
nevertheless, I don't give up!
I climb on top of the rock,
and give myself to the gusts of the wind.
but strong winds break off my wings,
and throw on the sharp rocks..
I hear the sweet voice,
I open my eyes.
the black hair flowing in the wind
a green-eyed girl treats my wounds.
you came to me before
I've died striving to you, without scare.
Track Name: Restless
As I write this letter, the ocean breeze feels cool on my skin. The very ocean is soon to be my grave. They tell me I will die a hero, that the safety and honor of my country will be the reward for my sacrifice. I pray they are right.

My only regret in life is never telling you how I feel. I wish I were back home. I wish I were holding your hand. I wish I were telling you that I have loved you and only you since I was a boy. But I am not. I see now that death is easy. It is love that is hard. As my plane dives, I will not see the face of my enemies. I will only, instead, see your eyes. Like black rocks frozen in rain water. They tell us that we must scream, “Banzai” as we plunge into our target. I will instead whisper your name and in death, as in life, I will remain forever yours.