Fic: Задним числом
Dec. 6th, 2006 06:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snorkackcatcher... which is, I think, Russian for Second Thoughts (the nearest online translation I could find was "antedate", which sounds plausible enough allowing for differences in idiom).
In other words, someone called Danita has kindly translated said fic of mine to produce a Russian version. Apparently it's received some positive reviews -- although as I'm not even that familiar with the Cyrillic alphabet, let alone the language as a whole, I'm afraid that I can't read a word of the thread in question. :( Still, it was very flattering to be asked!
Lyrics: The last one was the blues/rock classic Bad to the Bone by George Thorogood and the Destroyers from 1981, identified by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
modestyrabnott. So in an attempt to find another vaguely post-relevant song (and since I can't think of many songs about magical hats), how about this one:
I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost
If I'm asking for help it's only because
Being with you has opened my eyes
Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?
I keep asking myself, wondering how
I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out
Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me
Nobody else so we can be free (2000s)
In other words, someone called Danita has kindly translated said fic of mine to produce a Russian version. Apparently it's received some positive reviews -- although as I'm not even that familiar with the Cyrillic alphabet, let alone the language as a whole, I'm afraid that I can't read a word of the thread in question. :( Still, it was very flattering to be asked!
Lyrics: The last one was the blues/rock classic Bad to the Bone by George Thorogood and the Destroyers from 1981, identified by
modestyrabnott. So in an attempt to find another vaguely post-relevant song (and since I can't think of many songs about magical hats), how about this one:I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost
If I'm asking for help it's only because
Being with you has opened my eyes
Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?
I keep asking myself, wondering how
I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out
Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me
Nobody else so we can be free (2000s)
