Hot Fields - Vastutuul

VASTUTUUL (Headwind) By Hot Fields Mõnikord on karm tõde kergem kanda kui peidetud saladused ja hiiliv vaikus. See lugu räägib igatsusest aususe, otsekohesuse ja selguse järele. See on laul valmisolekust astuda vastu tormile, et lammutada ebaselguse müürid ja leida taas hingerahu. Sometimes a harsh truth is easier to carry than hidden secrets and a creeping silence. This song is about the longing for honesty, directness and clarity. It is a song about the readiness to step into the storm, to tear down the walls of uncertainty and find peace of mind again. A Hot Fields original. 🖋️ Sõnad ja viis / Words & melody: Hot Fields 🎶 Produktsioon / Production: Hot Fields 🎵 Style: Atmospheric dark folk × ambient indie — clear intimate male vocal with natural, unforced delivery, dark resonant acoustic guitars, deep fretless bass, moody Rhodes electric piano as the lead melody instrument, deep muted floor tom, distant muffled thunder and a slow ticking clock, heartbeat-like slow pulse, deep 30 Hz sub bass, purely band instruments — — — Sõnad / Lyrics (EST): Kõik näib olevat hästi, kuid miski on varjus, poolikud sõnad viib minema tuul. Ma teadmatuse raskusega kunagi ei harju, kui näen, et kõik tõed pole avatud suul. Parem olgu tuul otse vastu mu nägu, mitte hiiliv sosin seal varjude all. Sest pinge all vaikus on tormide nägu ja õhk minu ümber nii raske ja hall. Kõik peidetud read teevad pimedaks päeva, kui saladuste müürid me vahele jäävad. Klaasi on valatud jahenev sügis, mis tumendab meele ja murendab häält. Üks tuttav alarm minu sisse siis trügib ja äratab hirmud pragunevalt jäält. Kui värvid on mustad, siis ära maali neid valgeks, ära kanna mu ees maski külma ja ranget. Ma suudaksin kanda ka murduvat ilma, kui aususe selguses vaatad mul silma. (Refrään — nagu eelnev) Las hajuvad vaikselt need viimased varjud, sest pimedas hiiliva hirmuga ei harju. Jääb põlema valgus... ja müüridest alles jääb tuul. — — — Lyrics (EN): Everything seems to be fine, yet something stays in shadow, the wind carries the half-spoken words away. I will never grow used to the weight of not knowing, when I see that not all truths are open on the lips. Better the wind straight into my face, than a creeping whisper there in the shadows. For silence held under pressure has the face of a storm, and the air around me is so heavy and grey. All the hidden lines make the day go dark, when walls of secrets come to stand between us. A cooling autumn has been poured into the glass, darkening the mind and crumbling the voice. A familiar alarm then forces its way inside me and wakes the fears from the cracking ice. If the colours are black, then do not paint them white, do not wear a cold and rigid mask before me. I could bear even a breaking world, if you looked me in the eye with the clarity of honesty. (Refrain — as above) Let these last shadows quietly disperse, for one never grows used to a fear creeping in the dark. A light stays burning... and of the walls, only the wind remains. #eestimuusika #estonianmusic #hotfields #vastutuul #darkfolk #ambient #indie #acoustic #melancholic #honesty