Thursday, July 26, 2012

Museo Rosenbach - Zarathustra


Museo Rosenbach - Zarathustra (1973)

Track List
01) Zarathustra
   a) L'ultimo uomo (0:00)
   b) Il Re di ieri (3:51)
   c) Al di là del bene e del male (8:39) 
   d) Superuomo (11:20) 
   e) Il tempio delle clessidre (17:52)

2) Degli uomini (20:46)

3) Della natura (24:51)

4) Dell'eterno ritorno (33:20)


Museo Rosenbach is an Italian progressive rock band whose album Zarathustra, in spite of the limited success it scored in the 1970s, is today considered a cornerstone of the genre.

  Lineup (1973)
 Stefano Galifi - vocals
 Enzo Merogno - guitar, vocals
 Pit Corradi - keyboards
 Alberto Moreno - bass, piano, mellotron
 Giancarlo Golzi - drums, percussion, vocals




Museo Rosenbach - Zarathustra (1973)

 Zarathustra English Lyrics (Translated)


L'ultimo uomo - (( The last man ))

Face of light, they told me about you, your story is in the echo of the mountains, too high to descend in us.
In your eternal walk there isn't what you're chasing; without a goal life can exist. It completes itself in one day.
Shabby shadow, empty glare of the ego you don't need to understand the force pushing me to seek in the World.
Bright divine essence already is hiding inside whom is living the game of the time in wait of a different dawn.

Il re di ieri - (( Yesterday king ))

No, don't continue the walk in neverending roads; you already see in me what my father, God, learnt to you.
Maybe neither you believe to the one who never created you. Love your land, in her womb God will form.

Al di là del bene e del male - (( Beyond the good and the evil ))

Ancient boards, divine wills already divided in time the good and the evil.
The man alone far from God cannot build his own moral. Run away from your will.
Under these veils, fake wisdom, the truth is insulted. From the moral that you created nothing will boost.
Blind in the dogma of your faith you lose the choice of freedom. Grey sunset of ancient lights will have the last man.

Superuomo - (( Super-man ))

But too many answers confuse an ancient life. Thousand traditions built a wall around me.
Alone and without forces I get lost in my words and perhaps whom I'm looking for always walked behind me...
Here he's born in me, I live the Super-man.

Il tempo delle clessidre - (( The time of the hourglasses ))





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