喜欢上Nightwish有一段时间了，记得那个时候，在看Heroes 123时，最后的影像特典的BGM就是Nightwish的
Dark Chest of Wonders，当时听了被震撼了，于是就在网上拼命找这是什么歌，后来就知道了Nightwish，不过我一直不算是什么正宗的饭，只是下了好多张专辑，听听他们的歌，听多了，也就爱上了。
关于Nightwish，我想我不用多介绍了，大家应该比较熟悉，这支芬兰的乐队，和另外一支芬兰乐队The Rasmus一样是我的最爱。
Nightwish前主唱Tarja的声音高亢妖媚而优雅，而The Rasmus主唱的声音爆发力强，很有空间感，分明是非常暗黑的风格，他的声音却如此明亮。
前几天我在找一首歌，Amaranth，起初不知道这是Nightwish新专辑里的歌，当我看到时还楞了一下，因为那主唱的声音有些太甜了，后来才反应过来前段时间有人和我说Nightwish换了主唱，当时没在意，才恍然大悟。
新主唱是Anette，其实她的声音也很赞，只是Tarja的声音太特别了，铭刻在脑海里忘不掉，那神秘的，华丽的，妖媚的，高亢的声音，带着斯堪的纳维亚大地的浓厚色彩，就像芬兰上空的极光划破天空，Nightwish的旋律与她的声音完美的结合在一起，让你觉得被闪电击中，被匕首刺穿。就像尼采说过的，如果人类的耳朵被那样的声音席卷而过，那么他对任何其他声音再也充耳不闻。
但是，我要说的是，这次Nightwish的新专辑还是给了我很深刻的印象，Nightwish的风格依旧没变，换了主唱，或许有些不习惯，但并不能说就逊色于以往。可以说Anette的声音，听多了，有一种救赎感在内。这种声音，在听多了The Rasmus的歌的我看来，更是一种洗涤。和Haley Westerna的那过于天籁的声音不同，Anette的声音虽然甜美，但也时不时爆发出惊人的力量，又是一种特别的刻骨铭心。
—— 关于专辑的介绍，我就不废话太多。我下的双碟版，一张是Instrument，喜欢的自己去听吧，整张都非常棒，听完觉得我整个人都被救赎了。
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“时隔三年，Nightwish终于发片了，随着乐队新主唱的加入，风格上也稍有转变。乐队的创作核心：键盘手Tuomas（一位有着11年音乐学院资历的高材生），为新主唱 Anette Olzon 量身定做了这张专辑。前主唱那种浑厚，高亢的嗓音已经不在有了，现主唱则以柔美，轻灵的嗓音即将开启一个新的时代。这张专辑中不但加入凯尔特风格的元素还有部分管弦乐。现主唱 Anette Olzon 出生于1971年，瑞典人，来自音乐世家。据说 Anette Olzon 是从2000多名应征者中选出的，乐队没有去找一个嗓音和Tarja 相仿的来复刻从前的成功，而是选择一名优秀的主唱再为其量身打造合适的作品，这样的做法足以让每一名乐迷欣慰。也从另一方面证明了乐队的实力，Nightwish的成功不是因为某个人，而是因为他们有一个优秀的创作团队！”
原文地址：
http://www.w-o-fantian.com/article.asp?id=2014
The Poet And The Pendulum :
这首歌一共5个乐章，是和英国交响乐团合作的（？），其中牵涉了很多宗教和传说的隐喻，我没仔细研究过歌词，宗教是我的软肋啊……等我有时间了再来研究研究吧，歌曲本身非常气势恢宏。
据Fans说创作核心Tuomas借这首歌抒发了自己对Tarja被逐一件事的看法与情感。当然了，究竟怎样也只有当事人才知道了，我们欣赏歌曲本身就好。
Part I: "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
Part II: "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
Get away, run away, 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 and 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
Get away, run away, 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
Part III: "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.”
Part IV: "Dark Passion Play"
Second 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
Get away, run away, 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
Part V: "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
Amaranth
这首歌我刚推过，在这儿作为这张专辑的一部分当然还得再推一次。
Amaranth是一种植物，在Wiki上查过，之前的生物学特征太复杂了也没啥意义，我就看了作为传说和诗歌中的隐喻，Amaranth是一种象征着Immortal的植物，没错，就是永生，在诗歌中，诗人们似乎喜欢把它和Rose放在一起比较。因为Rose虽然美丽却短命，但Amaranth却象征着永恒。
Amaranth还有一种含义，当你把Amaranth放在床头，可以作为恶魔将至的警告，而似乎又是与吸血鬼有关的，我没仔细看。
我想说Anette的声音演绎这首歌实在太适合了。非常好听。
这首歌的MV是讲述一对兄弟救起一只落难人间的天使，而天使却被当地村民当成恶魔活活烧死的故事。个人觉得MV拍得不是很好，浪费了这首歌的意境了。不过天使落下的红色的血泪那里很不错。
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这就是Amaranth。
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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
Sahara
很沉重很有气势的一首歌，歌词我也没仔细看，似乎也是和历史有关的，而其中我注意到有Caravan这个词，顿时让我想到了伊斯兰与耶路撒冷。噢，看见歌词里有一千零一夜……难不成和那个传说有关？改天再研究。
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