Till Lindemann,

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zum Geburtstag! Заснула сегодня с этой мыслью, и проснулась с ней же.
Единственный мужчина, которого я не просто обожаю и уважаю, и которым я не просто восхищаюсь, а люблю.
Люблю, люблю, люблю.
Твори.
Вдохновляй.
Живи.

моя работа к письменной речи о нём. вариант первый, ибо второй, исправленный, мне не очень нравится)

There are some people whom you don’t know personally, but who have a great influence on you. For me, this man is Till Lindemann, my favourite singer and poet, the most beautiful man on the face of the earth, in my opinion. I respect and really adore people who are beautiful not only physically, but whose soul and mind are beautiful, too.
Till attracts your attention at once. When young, he was a professional swimmer, and it is not possible not to admire his figure; you can easily imagine him swiftly cutting the sea like a leviathan.
His voice stands out, too. When singing, it is powerful and really stunning – his voice catches you and carries along; you get lost in it, like in a raging waterfall. But generally his voice is quite opposite – like murmur of a brook; it envelopes and bewitches you.
Having got out from the deep of his voice, you fall in the still waters of his eyes. Light green and large, they can express all tinges of his mood – from insanity to pensive composure; but there is always something in the depth of his eyes – you notice it, but you can’t understand what it is. However, it doesn’t annoy you – just quite the contrary, it intrigues you.
Till gets this ‘something’ out in his poems. His longings, his sorrows, his dreams, all his demons and angels – every word in its right place, helping you to penetrate the bitterly beautiful soul of the poet.
Every theme he takes becomes in his works fascinating – different kinds of death and sex; vices and innocence. ‘Der Wahnsinn ist nur eine schmale Brucke./Die Ufer sind Vernunft und Trieb.’ – reading these lines, you imagine yourself standing between those banks, not knowing which one to choose. All his poems you let through. He writes about everything he wants, not caring about other people’s opinion. He uses a great amount of metaphors and euphemisms, that’s why everyone interpreters the poems in his own way, and all the interpretations are right, I think.
This person seems to be in the limelight in the whole world – you watch him, you listen to him, you read his works… But it’s impossible to get tired of him. It is inconceivable to forget him – beautiful, immense, full of riddles ocean.

@темы: я, моё, немцы, Rammstein, Till Lindemann, фетиш, meine Liebe!