A Woman's Clever Ways
Fantastické, neočekávané a překvapivé. Kavalier Calm složil píseň o Laře Croft, skutečně působivou píseň, a já jsem překvapena, že kromě jiným vyjadřuje díky za inspiraci i našemu blogu. Jsem poctěna! A Lara bezpochyby také. Jen si to poslechněte sami... (klikněte na obrázek, abyste se dostali na oficiální blog, nebo si pusťte skladbu skrze YouTube video...)
Ho hó, mohla bych to poslouchat pořád dokola. Je to přímo pocta vynalézavým ženám, jakou je Lara Croft:)
Existuje ještě druhá verze, o něco delší, kde se objevuje nejen Lara, ale i její rival Indiana Jones...
Slova balady:
A Woman's Clever Ways
When Lara reads about The Kingdom of Undead, her eyes light up, dreams fill her head.
She makes plans to raid that tomb-the Skeleton King's Temple of Doom-
for great treasure waits in its vault: The Queen of Bone's solid gold skull.
Our raider smiles because she knows:
No man, beast, or magic game
can beat a woman's clever ways.
The tomb's first room is dark as night; Lara lights a torch and to her surprise
the floor is covered by undead tigers, restless in their slumber.
They smell blood, and they smell meat, but Lara is ever-quick on her feet.
She can see they're blind as bats, from years living in darkness;
they hunt with their nose and ears; she needs to trick them that she's near.
The cave's high ceiling plays with sound, so Lara screams louder than loud.
Her voice bounces off all the walls, hits those cats like a hundred war calls.
In confusion, they begin to roar-adding to the echo score.
As they crash and claw each other, Lara slips by without a bother.
CHORUS
The next room is home to a ghost, he appears to Lara, a demanding host:
"In the next chamber awaits your prize, but passage comes at a high price;
The toll is a life or limb; nothing less will get you in."
Facing this grave toll, Lara uses what she knows from old scrolls:
these undead worship cats as gods; she says this to help her odds:
"Sir, like many of your people, I am part feline-on my mother's side;
this makes me swift and nimble and gives me nine lives.
I have one I can give to you if you agree to let me through."
To this, the ghost responds: "I know this is a clever trick,
but I respect its guile, so I accept."
CHORUS
Into the throne room Lara steps, and right away she spies her get:
she takes a step towards the prize, the golden skull shines;
and then--
she jumps back in fear! as the King from thin air appears,
carrying a royal club of wood, smiling as only the dead could.
But Lara's heart doesn't skip a beat; she falls to her knees,
and palms stretched forward on the ground, she humbly sings:
"My King, do you not wish to rest?
At this he halts his march, at this he drops his arm:
"At times I tire of my task, but someone must guard my wife
against thieves like you, against their greedy vice."
CHORUS
"My King, I can be your guard. I can give your wife a new temple,
a modern home called a museum where people will line up to see her,
where she will be worshiped every day and be treated like royalty."
The King taps his chin and weighs the choice, turns his ear to his queen's silent voice.
"The Queen says she likes this idea, and I learned early in my rule
never to argue with that woman-it's a duel I always lose.
So, raider, we have a bargain, then, and I declare it a win-win:
You get to keep your life, and I finally get to end mine."
He extends his hand in thanks, and as they shake, he fades away.
And as Lara grabs the skull, she hears the Queen say:
CHORUS
She makes plans to raid that tomb-the Skeleton King's Temple of Doom-
for great treasure waits in its vault: The Queen of Bone's solid gold skull.
Our raider smiles because she knows:
No man, beast, or magic game
can beat a woman's clever ways.
The tomb's first room is dark as night; Lara lights a torch and to her surprise
the floor is covered by undead tigers, restless in their slumber.
They smell blood, and they smell meat, but Lara is ever-quick on her feet.
She can see they're blind as bats, from years living in darkness;
they hunt with their nose and ears; she needs to trick them that she's near.
The cave's high ceiling plays with sound, so Lara screams louder than loud.
Her voice bounces off all the walls, hits those cats like a hundred war calls.
In confusion, they begin to roar-adding to the echo score.
As they crash and claw each other, Lara slips by without a bother.
CHORUS
The next room is home to a ghost, he appears to Lara, a demanding host:
"In the next chamber awaits your prize, but passage comes at a high price;
The toll is a life or limb; nothing less will get you in."
Facing this grave toll, Lara uses what she knows from old scrolls:
these undead worship cats as gods; she says this to help her odds:
"Sir, like many of your people, I am part feline-on my mother's side;
this makes me swift and nimble and gives me nine lives.
I have one I can give to you if you agree to let me through."
To this, the ghost responds: "I know this is a clever trick,
but I respect its guile, so I accept."
CHORUS
Into the throne room Lara steps, and right away she spies her get:
she takes a step towards the prize, the golden skull shines;
and then--
she jumps back in fear! as the King from thin air appears,
carrying a royal club of wood, smiling as only the dead could.
But Lara's heart doesn't skip a beat; she falls to her knees,
and palms stretched forward on the ground, she humbly sings:
"My King, do you not wish to rest?
At this he halts his march, at this he drops his arm:
"At times I tire of my task, but someone must guard my wife
against thieves like you, against their greedy vice."
CHORUS
"My King, I can be your guard. I can give your wife a new temple,
a modern home called a museum where people will line up to see her,
where she will be worshiped every day and be treated like royalty."
The King taps his chin and weighs the choice, turns his ear to his queen's silent voice.
"The Queen says she likes this idea, and I learned early in my rule
never to argue with that woman-it's a duel I always lose.
So, raider, we have a bargain, then, and I declare it a win-win:
You get to keep your life, and I finally get to end mine."
He extends his hand in thanks, and as they shake, he fades away.
And as Lara grabs the skull, she hears the Queen say:
CHORUS
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