Sane Inside Insanity: THE SIEGE OF RIVERRUN (SPOILERS) (edited for more fun)

lunedì, febbraio 22, 2010

THE SIEGE OF RIVERRUN (SPOILERS) (edited for more fun)

Una è lì tranquilla in metrò, ascoltando MP3, e all'improvviso le viene in mente QUESTO. Fa a malapena in tempo a scendere dalla carrozza senza soffocare dalle risate. Capisco che il rap è più adatto al Mastino, ma mi è venuta così.

Qui c'è l'originale di Eminem. Attenzione: è ancora più sboccata della mia versione. A me non importa perché comunque è coerente, e quanto alla mia versione, non credo che Bryn si tratterrebbe da qualche imprecazione nel peggior momento della sua vita (finora). Divertitevi!

One is riding on the subway without a thought, listening on MP3s, and suddenly THIS comes out. One barely gets out from the train, choking with laughter. I understand that rap would be better for the Hound, but it came out this way.

Here is Eminem's original. Warning: it's much more profane than my version. I don't mind because it's in context, and as for my version, I don't think Bryn would shy from some profanity in the worst moment of his life (for now). Enjoy!

THE WAY I AM by Brynden "Blackfish" Tully

I sit back with my sword and my shield
And a bottle of mead
It gives me the edge needed to be
The most powerful knight in these here Riverlands
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to be blunt
And insist I was not getting married, which irked
Brother Hoster, and helps in itself to relieve
All this tension, since I heard about the Red Wedding,
Getting this stress that's been eating me recently
Off of my chest, and I rest again peacefully
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me up
In my castle when mourning my nephew and niece
Don't you come and set siege to it
I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a bloodless surrender
I'm just Brynden Tully, I'm not what you Freys think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
If you tempt me my tank is on empty
No patience is in me, and if you offend me
I'm smashing you, Jaime
With bare hands, I don't care who was there
And who saw me break truce:
Go call me to judgement in front of the Seven
I'll smile in the courtroom and be my own champion
I'm tired of arguing
I don't mean to be mean, but that's all I can be
It's just me

And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I'm the Blackfish, the ravens know who I am
Hoster wouldn't even speak my name
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I'm the Blackfish, the ravens know who I am, hah
I don't know, it's just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my brother, I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense, it's constant
"Oh, he was a redhead and now he's gone gray
He's taken the black or he's totally gay."
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the Lannisters immediately
Point a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, now guess which it is,
And my sword and my trout crest, go on and hang Edmure
For all that I care, 'cause I just won't put up
With the bullsh*t they pull, letting Joffrey be king
When the dude was a bully and cut off Ned's head
And they blame it on Catelyn - she was a heroine
Where were his parents at? And look where it's at,
Incestuous Lannisters, now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, Westeros' monarchy
Having this happening
Then attack Riverrun 'cause it's in the way
But I'm glad 'cause they feed me
The fuel that I need for the fire to burn
And it's burning and I shall return

And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I'm the Blackfish, the ravens know who I am
Hoster wouldn't even speak my name
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I'm the Blackfish, the ravens know who I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am

I'm so sick and tired of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my army, and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to beat the Kingslayer
My own people see me as some knight in bright armour
To make 'em look good when the castle surrenders
And I haven't just got the patience
To deal with these cocky young squires who think
I'm some old man who dresses in black
And who's seen all the battles since Aegon was king
So they always keep asking the same f*cking questions
Did you fight at the Bells, did you meet Arthur Dayne
Like I'd tell if I knew who Jon Snow's parents are
So I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearing it out
'Cause they're driving me crazy
I can't take it
I'm racing, I'm pacing, I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for every foe that I get
But I can't take a walk on the ramparts
Without someone shooting at me
So I'm swimming right out of here
You can call me a coward, I'm glad

'Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I'm the Blackfish, the ravens know who I am
Hoster wouldn't even speak my name
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I'm the Blackfish, the ravens know who I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am...

QUOTES

Heart shall be bolder,
harder be purpose,
more proud the spirit
as our power lessens!
Mind shall not falter
nor mood waver,
though doom shall come
and dark conquer.
(The Battle of Maeldon, translated by Tolkien)

He who has a treasure, or a demon in his heart, cannot hide it. (King Theodoric the Great)

I' mi son un che, quando
Amor mi spira, noto, e a quel modo
ch'e' ditta dentro vo significando.
(Dante Alighieri, Purgatorio)

The lambs will stop for now. But, Clarice, you judge yourself with all the mercy of the dungeon scales at Threave; you'll have to earn it again and again, the blessed silence. Because it's the plight that drives you, seeing the plight, and the plight will not end, ever. (Hannibal Lecter)

Kilimanjaro is a snow-covered mountain 19,710 feet high, and is said to be the highest mountain in Africa. Its western summit is called the Masai 'Ngaje Ngai', the House of God. Close to the western summit there is the dried and frozen carcass of a leopard. No one has explained what the leopard was seeking at that altitude. (Ernest Hemingway)

Would I embarrass you? Yes, it is possible. You see, I... I am crazy. I take the newer medications, but I still see things that are not here. I just choose not to acknowledge them. Like a diet of the mind, I choose not to indulge certain appetites. Like my appetite for patterns. Perhaps my appetite to imagine and to dream. (A Beautiful Mind)

Night gathers, and now my watch begins.
It shall not end until my death.
I shall take no wife, hold no lands,
father no children.
I shall wear no crowns and win no glory.
I shall live and die at my post.
I am the sword in the darkness.
I am the watcher on the walls.
I am the fire that burns against the cold,
the light that brings the dawn,
the horn that wakes the sleepers,
the shield that guards the realms of men.
I pledge my life and honor to the Night Watch
for this night and all the nights to come.
(GRRM)

Never criticize a person until you walk a mile in their shoes (Atticus Finch)

A warrior for peace is no less a warrior (General Korrd, unwittingly reminding of Yitzhak Rabin)

What was there to be gained by fighting the most evil wizard who has ever existed? Only innocent lives, Peter. (Sirius Black)

Whatever makes a soldier sad will make a killer smile (Leonard Cohen)

I'm rightly tired of the pain I hear and feel, boss. I'm tired of bein on the road, lonely as a robin in the rain. Not never havin no buddy to go on with or tell me where we's comin from or goin to or why. I'm tired of people bein ugly to each other. It feels like pieces of glass in my head. I'm tired of all the times I've wanted to help and couldn't. I'm tired of bein in the dark. Mostly it's the pain. There's too much. If I could end it, I would. But I can't. (John Coffey)

Oh, life! 'tis in an hour like this, with soul beat down and held to knowledge, - as wild, untutored things are forced to feel - Oh, life! 'tis now that I do feel the latent horror in thee! but 'tis not me! that horror's out of me! and with the soft feeling of the human in me, yet will I try to fight ye, ye grim, phantom futures! (Starbuck)

I have dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind. (Charlotte Bronte)

If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me? (Karen Blixen)

Do not you recognize me, Dumas? I am the rearguard of the Grande Armee. I have stood at Kovno, and thrown the last muskets in the Niemen. I am Marshal Ney. Give me a bowl of soup. (Attributed to Michel Ney).