Coordinates: 53°35′N 1°10′W / 53.58°N 1.17°W / 53.58; -1.17
Carcroft is a rural village and civil parish in the Metropolitan Borough of Doncaster, South Yorkshire, England. Historically part of the West Riding of Yorkshire, the village is roughly six miles north north west of Doncaster.
It borders woodland to the north which separates it from the neighbouring village of Owston. To the west the village merges with Skellow having subsumed the area previously known as Hobcroft and a string of small industrial estates connect it with Adwick le Street to the south. East of the village lies mixed farmland and woodland.
Like its neighbour to the west much of Carcroft is made up of former council housing estates (most of which formerly were colliery company housing ). The old centre of the village remains with High Street supporting a variety of small independent shops. The furniture retailer dfs also began here as Northern Upholstery and a large outlet for the firm still stands on a small trading estate just off High Street opposite an Asda superstore. DFS is now based a mile away at Adwick le Street. The village had a library until it was closed down in 2012 during the cutbacks imposed by the government.
All passion spent
We stay deaf to everything
All lost shame
All words of peace have died away
Both on our lips and in our hearts
All passion spent...now.
["Das Gegenteil von Kunst...
Das Gegenteil von Kultur...
Das Gegenteil von Stolz...
Das Gegenteil von Liebe...
...ist die Gleichgültigkeit."] 2
So go on and fail me
Come on and break me for good
'Cause sometimes we feel alive
Why don't you fail me?
Go on and break me once more
Let's combine in the dance of war
Either left to rot in indifference
Or left to drown in despair
You shall turn 'round
And you shall die from this life
And be reborn to mine...now.
So go on and fail me
Come on and break me for good
'Cause sometimes we feel alive
Why don't you fail me?
Go on and break me once more
Let's combine in the dance of war
["Sono l'oblio e il ricordo
sono il pugnale e la lama
sono il midollo
sono nero
sono bianco
sono l'indifferenza
sono il lutto
sono il velo
sono la nebbia
...e io sono la morte."] 1
Go on and fail me
Come on and break me once more
'Cause sometimes we come alive
To be more than uninvolved
And all so cold and cruel
But most of all so ugly and imprecise
Oh, I felt like I was going to dive
Into a cruel sea of lust when
She said: "Saviours, they come and go."
Oh, I felt like I was going to dive
Into a cruel sea of lust when
She said: "Saviours, they come and go."
So why don't you fail me?
Come on and break me for good
'Cause sometimes we feel alive
Why don't you fail me?
Go on and break me once more