Demà marxo 11 dies de Tavascan. Per tant estaré 11 dies sense actualitzar, això no vol dir, però, que earenjoy no s'actualitzi. A partir de demà actualitzarà una altra persona, ja es presentarà ell si ho troba adient ;) Fins a la tornada.
I'm sitting here in the boring room It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon I'm wasting my time I got nothing to do I'm hanging around I'm waiting for you But nothing ever happens and I wonder
I'm driving around in my car I'm driving too fast I'm driving too far I'd like to change my point of view I feel so lonely I'm waiting for you But nothing ever happens and I wonder
I wonder how I wonder why Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree I'm turning my head up and down I'm turning turning turning turning turning around And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I'm sitting here I miss the power I'd like to go out taking a shower But there's a heavy cloud inside my head I feel so tired Put myself into bed Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder
Isolation is not good for me Isolation I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree
I'm steppin' around in the desert of joy Baby anyhow I'll get another toy And everything will happen and you wonder
I wonder how I wonder why Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree I'm turning my head up and down I'm turning turning turning turning turning around And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree And I wonder, wonder
I wonder how I wonder why Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see Is just a yellow lemon-tree
Everyday people like, you and me Just want to live naturally Time told you, and you told me Nothing gonna get us down Can't you see
I said If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me
People all around Making sounds and all kinds of noise If I could only get there Then I could enjoy Who they trying to be Who they trying fool Lets change the mood right now Turn down the lights, its time to cool it down
If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me
Yesterday and what we could be It don't matter Getting more of what we don't need It don't matter Everything, unless I'm with you It doesn't matter to me, no
Bring it on down, bring it on down to me Sing it on down, sing it on down for me Sing it on down, sing it on down to me
If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me No, no, no, no If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me Mmmm hmmmm
I said If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me No, no, no, no If it don't matter to you It don't matter to me
Sometimes it don't matter to me Don't matter to me
Look at the stars, Look how they shine for you, And everything you do, Yeah, they were all yellow.
I came along, I wrote a song for you, And all the things you do, And it was called "Yellow."
So then I took my turn, Oh what a thing to've done, And it was all yellow.
Your skin Oh yeah, your skin and bones, Turn into something beautiful, You know You know I love you so, You know I love you so.
I swam across, I jumped across for you, Oh what a thing to do. Cuz you were all yellow,
I drew a line, I drew a line for you, Oh what a thing to do, And it was all yellow.
Your skin, Oh yeah your skin and bones, Turn into something beautiful, You know, For you I'd bleed myself dry, For you I'd bleed myself dry.
It's true, look how they shine for you, Look how they shine for you, Look how they shine for... Look how they shine for you, Look how they shine for you, Look how they shine...
Look at the stars, Look how they shine for you, And all the things that you do.
Aquesta cançó pertany a un CD que em van regalar uns amics portuguesos que vaig fer en un campament internacional. Avui m'he aixecat amb ganes d'escoltar-lo, aquest dia mig plujós acompanya.
Somos filhos da madrugada Pelas praias do mar nos vamos À procura de quem nos traga Verde oliva de flor no ramo Navegamos de vaga em vaga Não sou bemos de dor nem mágoa Pelas praias do mar nos vamos À procura de manhã clara
Lá do cimo duma montanha Acendemos uma fogueira Para não se apagar a chama Que dá vida na noite inteira Mensageira pomba chamada Companheira da madrugada Quando a noite vier que venha Lá do cimo duma montanha
Onde o vento cortou amarras Largaremos pela noite fora Onde há sempre uma boa estrela Noite e dia ao romper da aurora Vira a proa minha galera Que a vitória já não espera Fresca brisa, moira encantada Vira a proa da minha barca
Now if youre feelin kinda low bout the dues youve been paying Futures coming much too slow And you wanna run but somehow you just keep on stayin Cant decide on which way to go Yeah, yeah, yeah
I understand about indecision But I dont care if I get behind People livin in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind.
Now youre climbin to the top of the company ladder Hope it doesnt take too long Cantcha you see therell come a day when it wont matter Come a day when youll be gone
I understand about indecision But I dont care if I get behind People li vin in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind.
Take a look ahead, take a look ahead, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Now everybodys got advice they just keep on givin Doesnt mean too much to me Lots of people out to make-believe theyre livin Cant decide who they should be.
I understand about indecision But I dont care if I get behind People li vin in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind.
Ahir vaig anar al cinema. Al tornar a casa vaig posar una estona la tele, vaig veure una sèrie que ja havia vist feia temps...Però al final de la sèrie, quan ja s'acabava, va sonar aquesta cançó. Em va com despertar de cop. He estat buscant aquest matí fins que he trobat de qui era i com es deia. He estat incapaç però de trobar la lletra.
Com ja sabeu, perquè ho heu pogut veure, fa temps vaig decidir posar la lletra de la cançó. Aquest fet va generar tanta polèmica com l'assistència del Ferran Adrià al Documenta. M'hi havia que deien que sí que estava bé tenir la lletra, i d'altres que desvirtuava el blog (ear), i dificultava buscar cançons antigues. Doncs bé, a partir d'ara veureu la lletra només si ho voleu. No sabeu com m'ha costat fer això!
The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bonds Restless by day And by night, rants and rages at the stars God help, the beast in me The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain And how to shelter from the rain And in the twinkling of an eye Might have to be restrained God help the beast in me
Sometimes It tries to kid me that it's just a teddy bear Or even somehow managed To vanish in the air And that is when I must beware Of the beast in me That everybody knows They've seen him out dressed in my clothes Patently unclear If it's New York or New Year God help the beast in me The beast in me
Wham - Wake Me Up Before You Go Go You put the boom-boom into my heart You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts Jitterbug into my brain Goes a bang-bang-bang 'til my feet do the same But something's bugging you Something ain't right My best friend told me what you did last night Left me sleepin' in my bed I was dreaming, but I should have been with you instead.
Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Wake me up before you go-go I don't want to miss it when you hit that high Wake me up before you go-go 'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo Wake me up before you go-go Take me dancing tonight I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah)
You take the grey skies out of my way You make the sun shine brighter than Doris Day Turned a bright spark into a flame My beats per minute never been the same
'Cause you're my lady, I'm your fool It makes me crazy when you act so cruel Come on, baby, let's not fight We'll go dancing, everything will be all right
Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Wake me up before you go-go I don't want to miss it when you hit that high Wake me up before you go-go 'Cause I'm not plannin'' on going solo Wake me up before you go-go Take me dancing tonight I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah, baby)
(Jitterbug) (Jitterbug)
Cuddle up, baby, move in tight We'll go dancing tomorrow night It's cold out there, but it's warm in bed They can dance, we'll stay home instead
(Jitterbug)
Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Wake me up before you go-go I don't want to miss it when you hit that high Wake me up before you go-go 'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo Wake me up before you go-go Take me dancing tonight Wake me up before you go-go, don't you dare to leave me hanging on like a yo-yo Take me dancing
The Beatles - The fool on the hill Day after day, Alone on the hill, The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still, But nobody wants to know him, They can see that he's just a fool, And he never gives an answer, But the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down, And the eyes in his head, See the world spinning 'round.
Well on the way head in a cloud, The man of a thousand voices is talking perfectly loud But nobody ever hears him, Or the sound he appears to make, And he never seems to notice, But the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down, And the eyes in his head, See the world spinning 'round.
And nobody seems to like him They can tell what he wants to do. And he never shows his feelings, But the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down, And the eyes in his head, See the world spinning 'round.
woah ooh, Round and round and round.
He never listens to them, He knows that they're the fool They don't like him, The fool on the hill Sees the sun going down, And the eyes in his head, See the world spinning 'round.
Bruce Springteen - Street of Philadelphia I was bruised and battered and I couldnt tell What I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didnt know My own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me Wastin´away On the streets of philadelphia
I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone At night I could hear the blood in my veins Black and whispering as the rain On the streets of philadelphia
Aint no angel gonna greet me Its just you and I my friend My clothes dont fit me no more I walked a thousand miles Just to slip the skin
The night has fallen, Im lyinawake I can feel myself fading away So receive me brother with your faithless kiss Or will we leave each other alone like this On the streets of philadelphia
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Under the bridge Sometimes I feel Like I don't have a partner Sometimes I feel Like my only friend Is the city I live in The city of angels Lonely as I am Together we cry
I drive on her streets 'Cause she's my companion I walk through her hills 'Cause she knows who I am She sees my good deeds And she kisses me windy I never worry Now that is a lie
I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way
It's hard to believe That there's nobody out there It's hard to believe That I'm all alone At least I have her love The city she loves me Lonely as I am Together we cry
I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all that way
Under the bridge downtown Is where I drew some blood Under the bridge downtown I could not get enough Under the bridge downtown Forgot about my love Under the bridge downtown I gave my life away.
Nancy Sinatra - These boots were made for walking You keep saying you've got something for me. something you call love, but confess. You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin' and now someone else is gettin' all your best.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin' and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet. You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'. Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin and you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt. Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah and what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.
Mike & The Mechanics › Over My Shoulder Looking back over my shoulder I can see that look in your eye I never dreamed it could be over I never wanted to say goodbye
Looking back over my shoulder With an aching deep in my heart I wish that we were starting over Oh instead of drifting so far apart
Everybody told me you were leaving Funny I should be the last to know Baby please tell me that Im dreaming I just never want to let you go
Looking back over my shoulder I can see that look in your eye Turning my heart over and over I never wanted to say goodbye
I dont mind everybody laughing But its enough to make a grown man cry Cos I can feel you slipping through my fingers I dont even know the reason why
Every day its a losing battle Just to smile and hold my head up high Could it be that we belong together Baby wont you give me one more try One more try
Looking back over my shoulder I can see that look in your eye I never dreamed it could be over I never wanted to say goodbye
Looking back over my shoulder Oh with an aching feeling inside Cutting me up, deeper and deeper Fills me with a sadness that I cant hide
Looking back over my shoulder I can see that look in your eye I never dreamed no no it could be over I never wanted to say goodbye
Looking back over my shoulder I can see that look in your eye
Matt Costa - Sunshine Sunshine I'd really like to tell you Oh my sunshine Even though your skies are blue You're drying up my bed How can I get any rest now? Sha la la la la la la la
Someday You will get the best of me Oh someday Probably when I'm old and grey I'm lying in my bed And I will soon be put to rest now Sha la la la la la la la
Sunshine I'd really like to tell you Oh my sunshine Even though your skies are blue You're drying up my bed How can I get any rest now? Sha la la la la la la la
Someday You will get the best of me Oh someday Probably when I'm old and grey I'm lying in my bed And I will soon be put to rest now
I'm lying in my bed And I will soon be put to rest now (Ooh ooh) [x2] Sha la la la la la la la
Si vols te la canto a cau d'orella com si fos una holofonia.
Peter Frampton - Baby, I love your way Shadows grow so long before my eyes And they're moving across the page Suddenly the day turns into night Far away from the city but don't hesitate 'Cause your love won't wait hey Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way every day Wanna be with you night and day
Moon appears to shine and light the sky With the help of some fireflies I wonder how they have the power shine shine shine I can see them under the pines But don't hesitate 'cause your love won't wait hey Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way every day Wanna be with you night and day uh yeah
But don't hesitate 'cause your love won't wait I can see the sunset in your eyes Brown and grey and blue besides Clouds are stalking islands in the sun Wish I could dry one out of season But don't hesitate 'cause your love won't wait hey Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way uuhh Wanna be with you night and day Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way uuhh Wanna be with you night and day
Don McLean - American Pie A long, long time ago... I can still remember How that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver With every paper I’d deliver. Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride, But something touched me deep inside The day the music died.
So bye-bye, miss american pie. Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love, And do you have faith in God above, If the Bible tells you so? Do you believe in rock ’n roll, Can music save your mortal soul, And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him `cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes. Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck, But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died.
I started singin’, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone, But that’s not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the king and queen, In a coat he borrowed from james dean And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down, The jester stole his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned; No verdict was returned. And while lennon read a book of marx, The quartet practiced in the park, And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died.
We were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Helter skelter in a summer swelter. The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass. The players tried for a forward pass, With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance, Oh, but we never got the chance! `cause the players tried to take the field; The marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died?
We started singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place, A generation lost in space With no time left to start again. So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick! Jack flash sat on a candlestick Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage. No angel born in hell Could break that satan’s spell. And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite, I saw satan laughing with delight The day the music died
He was singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news, But she just smiled and turned away. I went down to the sacred store Where I’d heard the music years before, But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.
And in the streets: the children screamed, The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. But not a word was spoken; The church bells all were broken. And the three men I admire most: The father, son, and the holy ghost, They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died.
And they were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. "this’ll be the day that I die."
They were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
Peter Griffin - Can't Touch Me Just like the bad guy from Lethal Weapon 2 I've got diplomatic immunity, so Hammer cannot sue I can write graffiti, even jaywalk in the street I can riot, loot, not give a hoot, and touch your sister's teat Can't touch me!
Stop! It's Peter time I'm a big shot, there's no doubt Light a fire then pee it out Don't like it, kiss my rump For a second, let's all do the bump Can't touch me! Yea do the Peter Griffin Bump Can't touch me!
I'm Presidential Peter Interns think I'm hot Don't care if your handicapped I'll still park in your spot I've been around the world >From Hartford to Backbay It's Peter, go Peter, MC Peter, yo Peter Let's see Regis rap this way Can't touch me!
How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, Pretending he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Spandau Ballet - Gold Thank you for coming home I'm sorry that the chairs are all worn I left them here I could have sworn these are my salad days slowly being eaten away just another play for today oh but I'm proud of you,but I'm proud of you there's nothing left to make me feel small luck has left me standing so tall gold always believe in your soul you've got the power to know you're indestructable always believe in,because you are gold glad that you're bound to return there's something I could have learned you're indestructable,always believe in after the rush has gone I hope you find a little more time remember we were partners in crime it's only two years ago the man with the suit and the pace you know that he was there on the case now he's in love with you,he's in love with you love is like a high prison wall but you could leave me standing so tall gold always believe in your soul you've got the power to know you're indestructable always believe in,because you are gold glad that you're bound to return there's something I could have learned you're indestructable,always believe in (musical interlude) for love is like a high prison wall and you could leave me standing so tall Gold always believe in your soul you've got the power to know you're indestructable always believe in, because you are gold Glad that you're bound to return There's something I could've learned you're indestructable always believe in.
Zebda - Motivé Spécialement dédicacé à tous ceux qui sont motivés (motivés motivés motivés) Spécialement dédicacé à tous ceux qui ont résisté par le passé Ami entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines Ami entends-tu les cris sourds des pays qu'on enchaîne Ohé partisan ouvrier paysan c'est l'alarme Ce soir ennemi connaîtra le prix du sang et des larmes
Motivé motivé, il faut rester motivé Motivé motivé, il faut se motiver Motivé motivé, soyons motivés Motivé motivé, motivé motivé
C'est nous qui brisons les barreaux des prisons pour nos frères La haine à nos trousses et la faim qui nous pousse la misère Il est des pays où les gens au creux des lits font des rêves Chantez compagnons dans la nuit la liberté vous écoute
Motivé motivé, il faut rester motivé Motivé motivé, il faut se motiver Motivé motivé, soyons motivés Motivé motivé, motivé motivé
Ici chacun sait ce qu'il veut ce qu'il fait quand il passe Ami si tu tombes un ami sort de l'ombre à ta place Ohé partisan ouvrier paysan c'est l'alarme Ce soir ennemi connaîtra le prix du sang et des larmes
Motivé motivé, il faut rester motivé Motivé motivé, il faut se motiver Motivé motivé, soyons motivés Motivé motivé, motivé
On va rester motivé pour le face à face On va rester motivé quand on les aura en face On va rester motivé pourvu que ça se sache On va rester motivé, sans... (motivé motivé)
Motivé motivé, il faut rester motivé Motivé motivé, il faut se motiver Motivé motivé, soyons motivés Motivé motivé, il faut se motiver
Motivé motivé, on va rester motivé pour le face à face Motivé motivé, on va rester motivé quand on les aura en face Motivé motivé, on va rester motivé on veut que ça se sache Motivé motivé, on va rester motivé pour la lutte des classes Motivé motivé, on va rester motivé (x 4) Motivé motivé...
Robbie Williams - Feel Come on hold my hand, I wanna contact the living. Not sure I understand, This role I’ve been given.
I sit and talk to god And he just laughs at my plans, My head speaks a language, I don’t understand.
(chorus) I just wanna feel real love, Feel the home that I live in. ’cause I got too much life, Running through my veins, going to waste.
I don’t wanna die, But I ain’t keen on living either. Before I fall in love, I’m preparing to leave her. I scare myself to death, That’s why I keep on running. Before I’ve arrived, I can see myself coming.
(chorus) I just wanna feel real love, Feel the home that I live in. ’cause I got too much life, Running through my veins, going to waste.
And I need to feel, real love And a life ever after. I cannot get enough.
(instrumental)
(chorus) I just wanna feel real love, Feel the home that I live in, I got too much love, Running through my veins, going to waste.
I just wanna feel real love, In a life ever after There’s a hole in my soul, You can see it in my face, it’s a real big place.
(instrumental)
Come and hold my hand, I wanna contact the living, Not sure I understand, This role I’ve been given
Not sure I understand. Not sure I understand. Not sure I understand. Not sure I understand.
Aquest es el so d'un anunci. No ho he pogut resistir, m'encanta. Aigua Lloveré sobre tus plantas Humedeceré tus labios en tus besos mas apasionados Juro no oxidar nada que te pertenezca Haré que cuando llores sea de alegría Jugaré contigo Seré la nube a la que buscas formas Nunca entorpeceré tu camino Te mantendré a flote No te despertaré a media noche Jamás me derramaré Saciaré tu sed No borraré tus recuerdos Pero por favor, deja que me quede.
You know I can be found, Sitting home all alone, If you cant come around, At least please telephone. Dont be cruel to a heart thats true.
Baby, if I made you mad For something I might have said, Please, lets forget the past, The future looks bright ahead, Dont be cruel to a heart thats true. I dont want no other love, Baby its just you Im thinking of.
Dont stop thinking of me, Dont make me feel this way, Come on over here and love me, You know what I want you to say. Dont be cruel to a heart thats true. Why should we be apart? I really love you baby, cross my heart.
Lets walk up to the preacher And let us say I do, Then youll know youll have me, And Ill know that Ill have you, Dont be cruel to a heart thats true. I dont want no other love, Baby its just you Im thinking of.
Dont be cruel to a heart thats true. Dont be cruel to a heart thats true. I dont want no other love, Baby its just you Im thinking of.
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Wierd and Gilly, The Spiders from Mars. He played it left hand, but made it too far, Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's Band.
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'me to hang Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.
So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls Just the beer light to guide us, So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands ?
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were Voodoo The kids was just crass, he was the naz With God given ass He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar.
Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
Ja sé que la opera no sol agradar massa....Però a mi em va molt bé en època d'estudi. Tots aquells que tingueu prejudicis en vers la òpera, doneu-li una oportunitat! Hi ha coses molt bones. Pels que no ho sapigueu, i ho volgueu saber, aquesta peça forma part de la òpera "Il barbiere di Siviglia", de Rossini.
Largo al Factotum (Rossini)
Largo al factotum della citta. Presto a bottega che l'alba e gia. Ah, che bel vivere, che bel piacere per un barbiere di qualita! Ah, bravo Figaro! Bravo, bravissimo!Fortunatissimo per verita! Pronto a far tutto, la notte e il giorno sempre d'intorno in giro sta. Miglior cuccagna per un barbiere, vita piu nobile, no, non si da. Rasori e pettini lancette e forbici, al mio comando tutto qui sta. V'e la risorsa, poi, de mestiere colla donnetta... col cavaliere... Tutti mi chiedono, tutti mi vogliono, donne, ragazzi, vecchi, fanciulle: Qua la parruca... Presto la barba... Qua la sanguigna... Presto il biglietto... Qua la parruca, presto la barba, Presto il biglietto, ehi! Figaro! Figaro! Figaro!, ecc. Ahime, che furia! Ahime, che folla! Uno alla volta, per carita! Figaro! Son qua. Ehi, Figaro! Son qua. Figaro qua, Figaro la, Figaro su, Figaro giu,
Pronto prontissimo son come il fumine: sono il factotum della citta. Ah, bravo Figaro! Bravo, bravissimo; a te fortuna non manchera.
I come home in the morning light, My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?" Oh,mother,dear, We're not the fortunate ones, And girls, They wanna have fu-un. Oh,girls, Just wanna have fun.
The phone rings in the middle of the night, My father yells "What you gonna do with your life?" Oh,daddy,dear, You know you're still number one, But girls, They wanna have fu-un, Oh,girls,just wanna have That's all they really want..... Some fun....
When the working day is done, Oh,girls, They wanna have fu-un, Oh,girls, Just wanna have fun....
Girls, They want, Wanna have fun. Girls, Wanna have
Some boys take a beautiful girl, And hide her away from the rest of the world. I wanna be the one to walk in the sun. Oh,girls, They wanna have fu-un. Oh,girls, Just wanna have That's all they really want..... Some fun....
When the working day is done, Oh,girls, They wanna have fu-un. Oh,girls, Just wanna have fun...
Girls, They want, Wanna have fun. Girls, Wanna have.
They just wanna, They just wanna..... They just wanna, (Oh....) They just wanna..... (Girls just wanna have fun...) Oh...
Girls just wanna have fu-un... They just wanna, They just wanna.... They just wanna, They just wanna.... (Oh...) They just wanna... (They just wanna have fun...) Girls just wanna have fu-un...
When the workin', When the working day is done. Oh,when the working day is done, Oh,girls... Girls, Just wanna have fu-un...
They just wanna, They just wanna.... They just wanna, They just wanna have fun...
Girls just wanna have fu-un.. They just wanna, They just wanna.... They just wanna, They just wanna.... (Have fun..)
They just wanna, (Girls wanna have fun) They just wanna.... Oh,girls... (Wanna have fun....) Girls just wanna have fu-un.
When the workin', When the working day is done. Oh,when the working day is done, Oh,girls, Girls just wanna have fu-un.
They just wanna, They just wanna.... (Oh,girls...) They just wanna, (Have fun....) Oh,girls.. Girls just wanna have fu-un
They just wanna, They just wanna... When the working day is done...
Quico Pi de la Serra - Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol Si algú se sent eludit, i té ales que no voli El refrà que cantaré es adagi de carrer, ja me'l deien al bressol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
Potser en ajupim sovint, no es per hàbit ni caprici Que es per esquivar el calbot, i esperar el moment propici tan si es vol com si no es vol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
Al camp la fruita es podreix, hi ha massa intermediaris No hi ha planificació Això diuen els diaris i així resa el camperol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
A suïssa han ingressat, mils de milions a cabassos Després diuen que es l'obrer, el culpable dels fracassos i la manca de control
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
A ciutat anem de cul, ningú s'aclareix tot falla Ja no podem respirar, tothom mes o menys la balla de l'Agost fins al Juliol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
Surten al carrer estant, cansats de falses promeses Sona un tret com un fuet, i cau mort, les mans esteses, deixa dona, fill i dol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
Heu d'oblidar si podeu, aquests 40 anys de gloria A mi no em preocupa gens, perquè tinc mala memòria i el cap dur com un pinyol
Si els fill de puta volessin no veuríem mai els sol
La unitat no te destí, l'univers no es cap llimona Tinc un passaport que diu: Ha nascut a Barcelona i per tant es Espanyol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
Jo cada cop veig mes clar, el poble diu el que pensa Hem aprés aquest proverbi I amb mútua complaença cantem com un home sol
Si els fills de puta volessin no veuríem mai el sol
Suddenly something has happened to me As I was having my cup of tea Suddenly I was feeling depressed I was utterly and totally stressed Do you know you made me cry Do you know you made me die
And the thing that gets to me Is you’ll never really see And the thing that freaks me out Is I’ll always be in doubt It is a lovely thing that we have It is a lovely thing that we It is a lovely thing, the animal The animal instinct
So take my hands and come with me We will change reality So take my hands and we will pray They won’t take you away They will never make me cry, no They will never make me die And the thing that gets to me Is you’ll never really see And the thing that freaks me out Is I’ll always be in doubt
The animal, the animal, The animal instinct in me It’s the animal, the animal, The animal instinct in me It’s the animal, it’s the animal, It’s the animal instinct in me x2
Albert Pla - Somnis Si algun dia Tu anessis a dormir, I volguessis tenir Els somnis més guapíssims Que es poguessin tenir. Espera només A que sigui de nit. Obre la finestra I mira al cel.
I tria l’estrella que T’agradi més, Que jo hi seré, a dins. Cuidant de que tu tinguis Els somnis més guapíssims Que es poguessin tenir.
I em cuidaré que els teus somnis Siguin tan fantàstics; Superguapos; tan, tan màgics... I que vagis allà on vagis, I que et passi lo que et passi, I que somniïs lo que somniïs, Mai no vulguis que s’acabi.
Tu tria l’estrella que T’agradi més, Que jo hi seré, a dins. Cuidant de que tu tinguis Els somnis més guapíssims Que es poguessin tenir.
I que somniïs amb qui estimis, I que volis i que flotis, I que corris i que riguis, Jo faré que en els teus somnis Hi surtin mils colors Vermells i blaus i verds i grocs. Colors brillants però relaxants, I que tinguis mil sensacions.
Fúcsia... carbassa. Lila... color transparent. Rosa... color infinit. Taronja... roig de llavis. Violeta... micacu. I color de gos com fuig...
