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  1. Не сказал бы, что пауэр такой уж необычный, но сама группа - одна из моих любимейших. Играют качественно, отличная мелодика, красивая лирика. Уважаю все альбомы (включая и первые, с Окуневым в качестве солиста и некачественным быдлозвуком), есть, хотя, и вызывающие отвращение треки: Кумир, Фея моих снов, я молился на тебя. Больше, кстати, нравится именно игра группы в составе от 2004 года, хотя и новый стиль пения Самосвата и игра Мамонтова (испоганил он соло в Крови Эльфов на концерте в честь 10-летия группы, ох испоганил), безусловно хороши. Для справки: биография группы (до 2005 года)
  2. По самому, что ни на есть. Вы сейчас не можете качать больше 3 закачек. Если до этого вы качали, но не остановили, 3 закачки (или остановили, но статистика не обновилась), трекер не даст вам начать новую. Хотя, возможно, дело и в настройках клиента
  3. Boston19, вам можно попросту создать сетевой диск и открыть к нему доступ для вашей локальной сети
  4. *110 С такими вопросами обращайтесь в личку модераторам, а не в тему инструкций
  5. Dmitrii, где-то начали что-то качать, затем удалили торрент, не остановив; либо статистика не обновилась пока, и нужно подождать. Иначе быть не должно и не может
  6. Dmitrii, обновления происходят не моментально. Нужно подождать XeroXinN, на этой раздаче в списке пиров ваша максимальная скорость равна 49 KB/s; у пользователя Reynor она чуть выше, у Dmitriy - вдвое ниже. Возможна временная низкая активность пиров - такое тоже бывает
  7. Что-то забыл закончить. Итак, Nightwish Dark Passion Play "WHITE LANDS OF EMPATHICA" The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence "HOME" The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell One last perfect verse Is still the same old song Oh Christ how I hate what I have become Take me home Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God Save me I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world My home was there 'n then Those meadows of heaven Adventure-filled days One with every smiling face Please, no more words Thoughts from a severed head No more praise Tell me once my heart goes right Take me home Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God Save me I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world "THE PACIFIC" Sparkle my scenery With turquoise waterfall With beauty underneath The Ever Free Tuck me in beneath the blue Beneath the pain, beneath the rain Goodnight kiss for a child in time Swaying blade my lullaby On the shore we sat and hoped Under the same pale moon Whose guiding light chose you Chose you all "I'm afraid. I'm so afraid. Being raped again, and again, and again I know I will die alone. But loved. You live long enough to hear the sound of guns, long enough to find yourself screaming every night, long enough to see your friends betray you. For years I've been strapped unto this altar. Now I only have 3 minutes and counting. I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for ". "DARK PASSION PLAY" 2nd robber to the right of Christ Cut in half - infanticide The world will rejoice today As the crows feast on the rotting poet Everyone must bury their own No pack to bury the heart of stone Now he's home in hell, serves him well Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell The morning dawned, upon his altar Remains of the dark passion play Performed by his friends without shame Spitting on his grave as they came Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God Save me I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world "Today, in the year of our Lord 2005, Tuomas was called from the cares of the world. He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day. The music he wrote had too long been without silence. He was found naked and dead, With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text." Save me "MOTHER & FATHER" Be still, my son You're home Oh when did you become so cold? The blade will keep on descending All you need is to feel my love Search for beauty, find your shore Try to save them all, bleed no more You have such oceans within In the end I will always love you The beginning. Finally the hills are without eyes They are tired of painting a dead man's face red With their own blood They used to love having so much to lose Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins Did you ever hear what I told you Did you ever read what I wrote you Did you ever listen to what we played Did you ever let in what the world said Did we get this far just to feel your hate Did we play to become only pawns in the game How blind can you be, don't you see You chose the long road but we'll be waiting Bye bye beautiful Jacob's ghost for the girl in white Blindfold for the blind Dead siblings walking the dying earth Noose around a choking heart Eternity torn apart Slow toll now the funeral bells "I need to die to feel alive" Did you ever hear what I told you Did you ever read what I wrote you Did you ever listen to what we played Did you ever let in what the world said Did we get this far just to feel your hate Did we play to become only pawns in the game How blind can you be, don't you see You chose the long road but we'll be waiting Bye bye beautiful It's not the tree that forsakes the flower But the flower that forsakes the tree Someday I'll learn to love these scars Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words ...How blind can you be, don't you see... ...that the gambler lost all he does not have... Did you ever hear what I told you Did you ever read what I wrote you Did you ever listen to what we played Did you ever let in what the world said Did we get this far just to feel your hate Did we play to become only pawns in the game How blind can you be, don't you see You chose the long road but we'll be waiting Bye bye beautiful Baptised with a perfect name The doubting one by heart Alone without himself War between him and the day Need someone to blame In the end, little he can do alone You believe but what you see You receive but what you give Caress the one, the Never-Fading Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow Caress the one, the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Apart from the wandering pack In this brief flight of time we reach For the ones, whoever dare You believe but what you see You receive but what you give Caress the one, the Never-Fading Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow Caress the one, the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Reaching, searching for something untouched Hearing voices of the Never-Fading calling Caress the one, the Never-Fading Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow Caress the one, the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Running for her life The dark rain from her eyes still falls Breathtaking butterfly Chose a dark day to live Save one breath for me A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath Why do I miss someone I never met, with bated breath I lay Seawinds brought her to me A butterfly, mere one-day miracle of life And all the poetry in the world Finally makes sense to me Save one death for me A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath Put to rest all that's not life Drink for beauty and fill my blank page Sometimes a dream turns into a dream A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath Who the hell are you to tell me What to do, why to do, why bother Leech in a mask of virtue Such waste, to ever think of you again Hey Judas, your Christess was our love Hit and run, your will be done Never sorry, never wrong More more more more more Master passion greed "Hello. How are you? Let me explain one thing. All for her and more for me Why is it so hard to see? I see no sense in doing this Not enough for me I fuck up everything but let me explain." Some day you shall flee, Panting and weak Master passion greed All within me gone but pain and hope Hoping that the pain would fade away Greed, your master passion I Feed the mouth that bites me Mammon, opiate of the masses The reek of your lies draws flies Seek her Seduce her Tame her Blame her Have her Kill her Feast on it all With awakening the tears will begin To my everlasting shame silence took me 6:30 winter morn Snow keeps falling, silent dawn A rose by any other name Eva leaves her Swanbrook home A kindest heart which always made Me ashamed of my own She walks alone but not without her name Eva flies away Dreams the world far away In this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva sails away Dreams the world far away The Good in her will be my sunflower field Mocked by man to depths of shame Little girl with life ahead For a memory of one kind word She would stay among the beasts Time for one more daring dream Before her escape, edenbeam We kill with her own loving heart Eva flies away Dreams the world far away In this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva sails away Dreams the world far away The Good in her will be my sunflower field A ballad of dark queen echoes through night As he flees the curse of gods, the pharaoh's wrath 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen Ancient mariner in a sea of sand The burning beauty his tomb to die for 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen Horizon's swarming with death Run! Heaven has a darkened face Dunes are soaring, as on a chase Caravan of the cursed Chasing him across the waves May he now rest under aegis of mirage As the sands slowly turn to Elysian fields 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen We seduce the dark with pain and rapture Like two ships that pass in the night You and I, a whore and a bashful sailor Welcome to a sunrise of a dirty mind All you love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night The Dark, created to hide the innocent white, the lust of night Eyes so bright, seductive lies Crimson masquerade where I merely played my part Poison dart of desire All you love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night Choose a bride Tonight a fantasy for a zombie Hurt me, I love to suffer Your harem's a dream for free Enter Suck from us and live forever Rotten beauty Will haunt you for a lifetime Come with me underwater And drown to despise me no more Unholy, unworthy My night is a dream for free All you love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night Heaven today is but a way To a place I once called home Heart of a child, one final sigh As another love goes cold Once my heart beat to the rhythm of the falling snow Blackened below, the river now flows A stream of molten virgin snow For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows, because it longs For the heart I once had Living today without a way To understand the weight of the world Faded and torn, old and forlorn My weak and hoping heart For the child, for the light For the heart I once had I'll believe and foresee Everything I could ever be For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows, because it longs For the heart I once had Time will not heal a Dead Boy's scars Time will kill For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows, because it longs For the heart I once had An old man by a seashore At the end of day Gazes the horizon With seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island Seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted And a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts The ones on their travels homeward from afar This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago The albatross is flying Making him daydream The time before he became One of the world's unseen Princess in the tower Children in the fields Life gave him it all: An island of the universe Now his love's a memory A ghost in the fog He sets the sails one last time Saying farewell to the world Anchor to the water Seabed far below Grass still in his feet And a smile beneath his brow This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind so long ago The wolves, my love, will come Taking us home where dust once was a man Is there Life before a Death? Do we long too much and never let in? Howl 7 days to the wolves Where will we be when they come 7 days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near as they come to take us This is my church of choice Love's strength standeth in love's sacrifice For the rest, I have to say to you I will dream like the God And suffer like all the dead children Howl 7 days to the wolves Where will we be when they come 7 days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near as they come to take us This is Where heroes And cowards Part ways Light the fire, feast Chase the ghost, give in Take the road less traveled by Leave the city of fools Turn every poet loose I close my eyes The lantern dies The scent of awakening Wildhoney and dew Childhood games Woods and lakes Streams of silver Toys of olden days Meadows of heaven The flowers of wonder And the hidden treasures In the meadow of life My acre of heaven A 5-year-old winterheart In a place called home Sailing the waves of past Meadows of heaven Rocking chair without a dreamer A wooden swing without laughter Sandbox without toy soldiers Yuletide without the Flight Dreambound for life Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden Until I see the 1st star of fall I fall asleep And see it all: Mother's care And color of the kites Meadows of heaven Who's there knocking at my window? The Owl and the Dead Boy This night whispers my name All the dying children Virgin snow beneath my feet Painting the world in white I tread the way and lose myself into a tale Come hell or high water My search will go on Clayborn Voyage without an end A nightingale in a golden cage That's me locked inside reality's maze Come someone make my heavy heart light Come undone bring me back to life It all starts with a lullaby Journey homeward bound A sound of a dolphin calling Tearing off the mask of man The Tower my sole guide This is who I am Escapist, paradise seeker Farewell now time to fly Out of sight, out of time, away from all lies A nightingale in a golden cage That's me locked inside reality's maze Come someone make my heavy heart light Come undone bring me back to life It all starts with a lullaby
  8. Где качали, то есть. Если бы это был готовый пак Улановки 1.7.7, то проблем быть не должно было
  9. Эти записи ни о чем нежелательном не говорят. Их можно без сожаления отключить в контекстном меню вкладки Лога (вызывается оно правой кнопкой, если что=) )А эта: и в объяснении-то не нуждается ) Откуда ваша версия клиента программы?
  10. Денис, при вашем рейтинге ограничение на скачивание тоже есть, а имено: не больше трех торрентов Upd: проблема возможна со старыми торрентами. Для решения в строке анонса надо torrent.stbur.ru заменить на ulanovka.ru
  11. Значит, с вас никто не качает. Читайте инструкции прежде, чем задавать такие вопросы Попробуйте почитать тут
  12. Drive - это и есть оптика. Клик
  13. Justice, да ну. Не так много контор у нас оптику тянут, мм?
  14. Товарищи, при появлении еще одного фиктивного аккаунта Руслана1995 убедительная просьба не флудить, но сразу сообщить кому-нибудь из модераторов или администратору. Мальчик не понимает, что, мусоря таким образом на форуме, он лишь портит жизнь людям, кто попытается зарегистрироваться с заблокированных по его глупости IP-адресов (и кто-то из них, возможно, действительно захочет наказать виновника его неудобств в реале). Пользоваться форумом он все равно нормально не сможет, да и разбанивать его после этого решится только дурак. Это скорее даже для него, а не для других, которые итак прекрасно понимают ситуацию и выскажут ему все, если он отважется приидти на следующую торрентовку
  15. As you might already notice, not all the native speakers know their language well. It's good to know foreign slang as well, but if you compare our Olban to common Russian slang... you understand, I guess =)
  16. Without learning new words you won't improve the language skills of yours much. But definitely it'll be far more interesting and useful if the process of learning is attached to something, that is interesting for you itself. For example, reading and listening to dialogues in games, etc. Though you'll learn how some grammatical constructions are built as well (you'll remember them=) ), and then you'll try to understand it
  17. Отключи фичу в своем профиле В каждой раздаче есть кнопка "Уже удалил", как раз для этого. Читать не умеем?BAA, готово. Всех, кто захочет так же повыкобениваться, предупреждаю сразу: в следующий раз носиться так не будем
  18. deymos, по одному экрану с красными закачками причину не установишь. Что в свойствах трекера написано?
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