També coneguda com la Suite No. 1 de Peer Gynt, o Morgenstemning (del Norueg el matí), arriba aquesta recomanació del nostre amic Anònim.
divendres, 31 d’octubre del 2008
Edward Grieg - El matí
També coneguda com la Suite No. 1 de Peer Gynt, o Morgenstemning (del Norueg el matí), arriba aquesta recomanació del nostre amic Anònim.
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dijous, 30 d’octubre del 2008
dimecres, 29 d’octubre del 2008
Queens of stone age - Like a drug
adhesió al manifest contra la captura de l'óssa Hvala
Fa un dia genial: per llegir i prendre un te. Anem a cerca bolets?
Queens of stone age - Like a drug (clica per veure la lletra)
Since you’re gone, I sat at home
Wonder why no I’ll never be free
But the thought of you
Goin with another guy
No, it could never be me
You took a ring and pawned our love away
What can I say, I am left behind
So I take a drink, another cigarette
I can’t forget that you once were mine
What can I say?
I guess it wasn’t meant to be
Now you’re gone,
It’s just, your love is like a drug
It’s been so long
Your folks have bet you gone
I know that you’re alive inside
So I hope and pray you won’t throw this love away
I just wish that you still were mine
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dimarts, 28 d’octubre del 2008
dilluns, 27 d’octubre del 2008
U2 - In a little while
Si és quan una(a) és hiperparticipatiu(va) ho és a tots nivell. Una recomanació de l'Elena.
U2 - In a little while (clica per veure la lletra)
In a little while
Surely you'll be mine
In a little while... I'll be there
In a little while
This hurt will hurt no more
I'll be home, love
When the night takes a deep breath
And the daylight has no air
If I crawl, if I come crawling home
Will you be there?
In a little while
I won't be blown by every breeze
Friday night running to Sunday on my knees
That girl, that girl she's mine
Well I've know her since,
Since she was
A little girl with Spanish eyes
When I saw her first in a pram they pushed her by
Oh my, my how you've grown
Well it's been, it's been...a little while
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Slow down my beating heart
A man dreams one day to fly
A man takes a rocket ship into the skies
He lives on a star that's dying in the night
And follows in the trail, the scatter of light
Turn it on, turn it on, you turn me on
Slow down my beating heart
Slowly, slowly love
Slow down my beating heart
Slowly, slowly love
Slow down my beating heart
Slowly, slowly love
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diumenge, 26 d’octubre del 2008
Moloko - The time is now
L'Aina s'estrena amb aquesta recomanació.
Moloko - The time is now (clica per veure la lletra)
You're my last breathe
You're a breathe of fresh air to me
Hi, I'm empty
So tell me you care for me
You're the first thing
And the last thing on my mind
In your arms I feel
Sunshine
On a promise
A day dream yet to come
Time is upon us
Oh but the night is young
Flowers blossom
In the winter time
In your arms I feel
Sunshine
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last
You may find yourself
Out on a limb for me
Could you expect it as
A part of your destiny
I give all I have
But it's not enough
And my patience is shot
So I'm calling your bluff
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment ... last
And we gave it time
All eyes are on the clock
But time takes too much time
Please make the waiting stop
And the atmosphere is charged.
In you I trust.
And I feel no fear as I
Do as I must.
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last.
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last
Tempted by fear
And I won't hesitate
The time is now
And I can't wait
I've been empty too long
The time is now
The tender night has gone
And the time has gone
Let's make this moment last
And the night is young
The time is now.
Let's make this moment last.
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment ... last.
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dissabte, 25 d’octubre del 2008
Loquillo - Cadillac solitario
Loquillo - Cadillac solitario (clica per veure la lletra)
Siempre quise ir a L.A.
dejar un día esta ciudad
Cruzar el mar en tu compañía
Pero ya hace tiempo que me has dejad
y probablemente me habrás olvidado
No sé que aventuras correré sin ti
Y ahora estoy aquí sentado
en un viejo Cadillac segunda mano
Junto al Marbellí
a mis pies mi ciudad
Y hace un momento que me ha dejado
aquí en la ladera del Tibidabo
la última rubia con quien iba a probar
el asiento de atrás
Quizás el Martini me ha hecho recordar
Nena, porqué no volviste a llamar
Creí que podía olvidarte sin más
y aún a ratos ya ves
Y al irse la rubia me he sentido extraño
me he quedado solo fumando un cigarro
Me ha sentenciado, nostalgia de ti
Y desde esta curva donde estoy parado
me he sorprendido mirando a tu barrio
Me han atrapado luces de ciudad
El amanecer me sorprenderá
dormido, borracho, en el Cadillac
bajo las palmeras, dulce y solitario
Y dice la gente que ahora eres formal
y yo aquí borracho en el Cadillac
bajo las palmeras, dulce y solitario
y no estás tú ¡¡Nenaaaa!
El amanecer me sorprenderá
dormido, borracho, en el Cadillac
bajo las palmeras, dulce y solitario
Y dice la gente que ahora eres formal
y yo aquí borracho en el Cadillac
bajo las palmeras, dulce y solitario
y no estás tú ¡¡Nenaaaa!!
¡¡Nenaaaa!!
(Y no estás tú)
(Y no estás tú)
(Y no estás tú)
(Y no estás tú)
Oh nena nena nena no estás tú
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divendres, 24 d’octubre del 2008
Kiko Veneno - Coge la guitarra
Avui una altra recomanació de l'Elena, que últimament està molt participativa en el blog, i això és d'agrair :D
Kiko Veneno - Coge la guitarra (clica per veure la lletra)
Coge la guitarra hermano mío
coge la guitarra que hace mucho frío.
Coge la guitarra y si no la has traío
llamo yo a mi casa y le digo a mi primo
que dé una pataita y te la traiga.
Dime tus palabras amor mío
dime tus palabras que me encuentro perdío.
Dime tus palabras cariño mío
que sin tus palabras me encuentro perdío.
Que sin tus palabras soy un pescaito
que no tiene río, un niño en la playa
que no tiene arena ni cubito.
Borra el humo de tu frente
deja que salga lo bonito.
Ese ángel chiquitito
que te hace diferente.
Dime tus palabras cariño mío
dime tus palabras, me encuentro perdío.
Dime tus palabras cariño mío
que sin tus palabras hace mucho frío
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dijous, 23 d’octubre del 2008
Albert Pla - Juerga catalana
Tot i que no tinc clar que se la mereixi avui una recomanació de la Nuri ;)
Albert Pla - Juerga catalana (clica per veure la lletra)
...només la trobo en castella...
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dimecres, 22 d’octubre del 2008
The beatles –With a little help from my friends
Una recomanació de l'Elena, que últimament porta un vestuari molt beatles ;)
The beatles –With a little help from my friends (clica per veure la lletra)
What would think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song,
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
I get high with a little help from my friends,
Oh I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends.
What do I do when my love is away.
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I'm gonna to try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody?
I need somebody to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love.
Would you believe in a love at first sight?
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time.
What do you see when you turn out the light?
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I get high with a little help from my friends,
Oh I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody?
I just need someone to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love
Oh...
I get by with a little help from my friends,
I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends,
with a little help from my friends
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dimarts, 21 d’octubre del 2008
Paco Ibáñez - Palabras para Julia
No deixarem, encara, el món de la poesia (Goytisolo).
Júlia és el millor nom de noia que hi ha.
Paco Ibáñez - Palabras para Julia (clica per veure la lletra)
Tú no puedes volver atrás,
porque la vida ya te empuja,
como un aullido interminable, interminable.
Te sentirás acorralada,
te sentirás perdida y sola,
tal vez querrás no haber nacido, no haber nacido.
Pero tú siempre acuerdate
de lo que un día yo escribí
pensando en ti, pensando en ti
como ahora pienso.
La vida es bella ya verás
como a pesar de los pesares
tendrás amigos, tendrás amor, tendrás amigos.
Un hombre solo, una mujer,
así tomados, de uno en uno
son como polvo, no son nada, no son nada.
Entonces siempre acuérdate
de lo que un día yo escribí....
Nunca te entregues ni te apartes,
junto al camino, nunca digas:
no puedo más y aquí me quedo, y aquí me quedo.
Otros esperan que resistas,
que les ayude tu alegría,
que les ayude tu canción, entre sus canciones.
Entonces siempre acuérdate...
La vida es bella, ya verás...
No sé decirte nada más
pero tú debes comprender
que yo aún estoy en el camino, en el camino.
Pero tú siempre acuérdate...
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dilluns, 20 d’octubre del 2008
Silvio Rodriguez - Fusil contra fusil
Bona pel·lícula la del "Che: El argentino".
Silvio Rodriguez - Fusil contra fusil (clica per veure la lletra)
El silencio del monte va
preparando un adiós.
La palabra que se dirá
in memoriam será
la explosión.
Se perdió el hombre de este siglo allí,
su nombre y su apellido son
Fusil contra fusil.
Se quebró la cáscara del viento al sur,
y sobre la primera cruz
despierta la verdad.
Todo el mundo tercero va
a enterrar su dolor.
Con granizo de plomo hará
su agujero de honor,
su canción.
Dejarán el cuerpo de la vida allí,
su nombre y su apellido son
Fusil contra fusil.
Cantarán su luto de hombre y de animal
y en vez de lágrimas echar
con plomo llorarán.
Alzarán al hombre de la tumba al sol
y el nombre se repartirán:
Fusil contra fusil.
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diumenge, 19 d’octubre del 2008
Burman Flash - Amb qualsevol excusa
Les recomanacions de l'Anna, per mi són ordres.
Burman Flash - Amb qualsevol excusa (clica per veure la lletra)
Amb qualsevol excusa,amb un vulgar pretext,
reunirem els hostes d'un mateix indret.
Afloraran històries de monstres i pirates;
al ritme que el foc consumeix la tarda.
Ben entrat el vespre parlaran d'estafes,
de velles traïcions, i d'antics mal tractes.
Arribarà la nit, les cendres i els pactes;
naixeran del fred noves esperances.
No hi haurà més armes,
no hi haurà més crits,
ni trets trencant la calma,
ni bombes en la nit.
El vent del record durà alguns retrats,
llàgrimes, temors i un regust amarg.
Sonaran acords tristos i enyorats
pels companys perduts en absurds combats.
Rellegint poemes ofegats de pols
refaran vells somnis presoners del món.
Llavors una llum amagada al cel
els durà un tresor en forma d'estel.
No hi haurà més armes,
no hi haurà més crits,
ni trets trencant la calma,
ni bombes en la nit.
No hi haurà més armes,
no hi haurà més crits,
ni trets trencant la calma,
ni pobles oprimits.
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dissabte, 18 d’octubre del 2008
Jackson Browne - Stay
Recomanació del Solde.
Jackson Browne - Stay (clica per veure la lletra)
Stay
(spoken)
I’d like to do a song I’ve never played in public before
It’s a brand new song
It’s sort of a tribute to friends of mine that come out here on the road
And to you, too...
Now the seats are all empty
Let the roadies take the stage
Pack it up, tear it down,
they’re the first to come and the last to leave
Working for that minimum wage
They’ll set it up in another town
Tonight the people were so fine
They waited there in line
And when they got up on their feet
They made the show
And that was sweet
I can hear the sound of slamming doors and folding chairs
That’s a sound they’ll never know
Roll them cases out and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down and get ‘em up them ramps
When it comes to moving me,
You know you guys are the champs
But when that last guitar’s been packed away
You know that I still wanna play
So make sure you’ve got it all set to go
Before you come for my piano
But the band’s on the bus
And they’re waiting to go
Gotta drive all night and do the show in Chicago
Or Detroit
I don’t know
We do so many shows in a row
And these towns all look the same
We just pass the time in the hotel room
And wander round backstage
Til those lights come up
And we hear that crowd
And we remember why we came
Now we’ve got country and western on the bus
R&B
We got disco on eight tracks and cassettes in stereo
And we got rural scenes and magazines
And we got truckers on CB
And we got Richard Pryor on the video
We got time to think of the ones we love
While the miles roll away
The only time that seems too short
Is the time that we get to play
People, you got the power over what we do
You can sit there and wait or you can pull us through
So come along, sing this song,
You know that you can’t go wrong
Cause when that morning sun comes beating down
You’re gonna wake up in your town
But we’ll be scheduled to appear a thousand miles away from here
People, stay just a little bit longer
We want to play -- just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don`t mind
And the union don`t mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all behind and sing
One more song--
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divendres, 17 d’octubre del 2008
The killers - All these things that I've done
Recomanació de l'Elena.
The killers - All these things that I've done (clica per veure la lletra)
When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no
Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
...
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on
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dijous, 16 d’octubre del 2008
Joan Manuel Serrat - Pare
Avui una recomanació de la Núria :D
Joan Manuel Serrat - Pare (clica per veure la lletra)
Pare, digueu-me què li han fet al riu que ja no canta.
Rellisca com un barb sota un pam d'escuma blanca.
Pare, que el riu ja no és el riu
Pare, abans que torni l'estiu i amagui tot el que és viu
Pare, digueu-me què li han fet al bosc que ja no té arbres.
A l'hivern no tindrem foc ni a l'estiu lloc on aturar-se.
Pare, que el bosc ja no es el bosc.
Pare, abans que no es faci fosc ompliu de vida el rebost.
Sense llenya i sense peixos, pare, ens caldrà cremar la barca,
Fa llaurar el blat entre les runes, pare i tancar amb tres panys la porta.
I deia vostè, pare:
Si no hi ha pins no es fan pinyons ni cucs ni ocells.
Pare, on no hi ha flors no es fan abelles, cera ni mel
Pare, que el camp ja no és el camp.
Pare, demà del cel plourà sang.
El vent ho canta plorant.
Pare, ja són aquí…
Monstres de carn amb cucs de ferro.
Pare, no tingueu por i digueu que no, que jo us espero.
Pare, que estan matant la terra.
Pare, deixeu de plorar, que ens han declarat la guerra.
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dimecres, 15 d’octubre del 2008
The who - Won't get fooled again
The who - Won't get fooled again (clica per veure la lletra)
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgment of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they were all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
No, no!
I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?
Yeah!
There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss
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dimarts, 14 d’octubre del 2008
Les Poupées russes - En vrak
BSO de la segona part de "Una casa de locos". Recomanació, i descobriment, doncs no he vist la pel·lícula ;), de l'Ia!
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dilluns, 13 d’octubre del 2008
Santa Esmeralda - Don't let me be misunderstood
The Good, The Bad, The Weird. Va ser millor del que em pensava. En general una valoració més que positiva del Marató de pel·lícules del Festival de Cinema de Sitges.
Santa Esmeralda - Don't let me be misunderstood (clica per veure la lletra)
Baby, do you understand me now?
Sometimes I feel a little mad
But, don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
That I never meant to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I got my share
And that's one thing I never meant to do
'Cause I love you
Baby, don't you know I'm just human
And I've got thoughts like any other one
And sometimes I find myself, oh Lord, regretting
Some foolish thing, some foolish thing I've done
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Oh Lord, don't let me be misunderstood
Please don't let me be misunderstood
Baby, do you understand me now?
Sometimes I feel a little mad
But, don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad
'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And sometimes it seems that, all I have to do is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side
'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
That I never meant to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I got my share
And that's one thing I never meant to do
'Cause I love you
Oh, baby, don't you know I'm human
I have thoughts like any other one
And sometimes I find myself, oh Lord, regretting
Some foolish thing, some foolish thing I've done
'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
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dissabte, 11 d’octubre del 2008
Agua bendita - A tu lado
Ahir, en el vell mig de la nova plaça de les festes de les Corts que organitza la plataforma infantil i juvenil del barri,va sonar aquesta cançó. Em van venir un munt de records al cap. Visca Les Corts en moviment, Visca la festa major!
Agua bendita - A tu lado (clica per veure la lletra)
Cuando estoy a tu lado me siento como un niño
en el vientre de su madre calientico y protegido
no siento dolor no siento tristesa se borran
las penas de mi cabeza
uouououououououoooooo
eres tan bonita y tan alucinante ke daria mi
vida para poder penetrarte
no es por obsesion ni es por vicio simplemente
te kiero no me atrevo a decirlo
uououououououoouoooooo
me fasinan tus labios me encanta tu sonrisa me
gustaria besarte
y no verte triste nunk cuando te miro a la cara
siempre me derrito tengo ganas de tocarte pero
estoy muy confundido
uououououoouoooo
si algo te a molestado kiero pedirte perdon pero
tambien kiero pedirte ke no me nieges tu amor no
es por obsesion ni es por vicio simplemente te kiero
no me atrevo a decirlo
tengo miedo de perderte y no temo a nada mas tengo
miedo de perderte y no temo a nada mas
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divendres, 10 d’octubre del 2008
The Ramones - Blitzkrieg Bop
The Ramones - Blitzkrieg Bop (clica per veure la lletra)
Hey ho, lets go hey ho, lets go hey ho, lets go hey ho, lets go
Theyre forming in straight line theyre going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop
Theyre piling in the back seat theyre generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop
Hey ho, lets go shootem in the back now what they want, I dont know
Theyre all reved up and ready to go
Theyre forming in straight line theyre going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop
Theyre piling in the back seat theyre generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop
Hey ho, lets go shootem in the back now
What they want, I dont know theyre all reved up and ready to go
Theyre forming in straight line theyre going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop
Theyre piling in the back seat theyre generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop
Hey ho, lets go hey ho, lets go
Hey ho, lets go hey ho, lets go
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dijous, 9 d’octubre del 2008
dimecres, 8 d’octubre del 2008
The Smiths - What's the world
un petit "guinyo" ;)
The Smiths - What's the world (clica per veure la lletra)
What would you sell ?
Loose glasses and suit
Heart and soul
Won't wear out
That's not enough !
I wonder what's inside
Fish fillet knife
Can cut
Right through my eye ...
I'm looking for some words
To call my own
Worn-out phrases
And a hand-me-down
They'll knock me
Under where I stand
Sad on his back
In a corned beef pan
Going under
You can feel them pulling me down
To the rust inside ...
This is the way ...
Franken-star is born
Bits and pieces
Others have worn
All held together by a management glue
Too much glue
Watch the stars turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
I'm going under
You can feel them pulling me down
To the halls of rust
Eeh ...
I, I, I, I, I ...
Thankyou ...
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dimarts, 7 d’octubre del 2008
Amy McDonald - This is the life
Des de terres franceses, una recomanació del Solde.
Amy McDonald - This is the life (clica per veure la lletra)
Oh the wind whistles down
The cold dark street tonight
And the people they were dancing to the music vibe
And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair
While the shy tormented youth sit way over there
And the songs they get louder
Each one better than before
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
So your heading down the road in your taxi for four
And you're waiting outside Jimmy's front door
But nobody's in and nobody's home 'til four
So you're sitting there with nothing to do
Talking about Robert Riger and his motley crew
And where you're gonna go and where you're gonna sleep tonight
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you're singing the songs
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
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dilluns, 6 d’octubre del 2008
The Kinks - Strangers
The Kinks - Strangers (clica per veure la lletra)
Where are you going I don't mind
I've killed my world and I've killed my time
So where do I go what do I see
I see many people coming after me
So where are you going to I don't mind
If I live too long I'm afraid I'll die
So I will follow you wherever you go
If your offered hand is still open to me
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
So you've been where I've just come
From the land that brings losers on
So we will share this road we walk
And mind our mouths and beware our talk
'Till peace we find tell you what I'll do
All the things I own I will share with you
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
We'll take what we want and give the rest away
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
Holy man and holy priest
This love of life makes me weak at my knees
And when we get there make your play
'Cos soon I feel you're gonna carry us away
In a promised lie you made us believe
For many men there is so much grief
And my mind is proud but it aches with rage
And if I live too long I'm afraid I'll die
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
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diumenge, 5 d’octubre del 2008
The feelies - For awhile
The feelies - For awhile (clica per veure la lletra)
Taking your time
Get a little older
All the possibilities
Weigh down on your shoulders
Such imagination
I'm getting to the heart of it
It's about life
Trying to make the most of it
Whoa-o-o
For now
Find a way
It's not hard
It's automatic
For a while
Anyway
For a while
Anyway
It's about time
You take a little part of it
The weight of the world
Gonna get used to it
It's about love
Fall into the thick of it
But it's alright
Yeah it's alright
Whoa-o-o
For now
Find a way
From the heart
It's automatic
For a while
Anyway
For a while
Anyway
For a while
For a while ...
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dissabte, 4 d’octubre del 2008
Bonnie "Prince" Billy - The way
Bonnie "Prince" Billy - The way (clica per veure la lletra)
Winter comes and snow
I can't marry you, you know
Without you the winter grows
I can't marry you, you know
Love me the way i love you
Love me the way i love you
Take a year in your hands
You can find another man
Let your unloved parts get loved
I will be your man
Love me the way i love you
Love me the way i love you
Places you should be afraid
Into the river we will wade
Love me the way i love you
Love me the way i love you
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divendres, 3 d’octubre del 2008
Herry Belafonte - Day-O (Banana boat song)
Herry Belafonte - Day-O (Banana boat song) (clica per veure la lletra)
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Work all night on a drink of rum
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Stack banana till de morning come
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Beautiful bunch of ripe banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Hide the deadly black tarantula
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day....ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
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dijous, 2 d’octubre del 2008
Creedence clearwater revival - Ramble tamble
Creedence clearwater revival - Ramble tamble (clica per veure la lletra)
Chorus:
move,
down the road
i go.
Chorus
There's mud in the water,
roach in the cellar,
bugs in the sugar,
mortgage on the home,
mortgage on the home.
There's garbage on the sidewalk,
highways in the back yard,
police on the corner,
mortgage on the car,
Mortgage on the car.
Chorus
They're selling independence,
actors in the white house,
acid in digestion,
mortgage on my life,
mortgage on my life.
Chorus
Ramble tamble tamble
ramble tamble tamble
ramble tamble tamble
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dimecres, 1 d’octubre del 2008
The Libertines - Time for heroes
The Libertines - Time for heroes (clica per veure la lletra)
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
We were shovelled up like muck
Set the night on fire
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
You know I cherish you my love
But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
You caught round the houses with your trousers down
A headrush in the bush
You know I cherish you my love
Oh how i cherish you my love
Tell me what can you want now you've got it all
The whole scene is obscene
Time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones
Bill Bones knows what I mean
He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
And it's all
It's all in my hands
And its all up the walls
Well the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
It's these ignorant faces that bring this town down
And I sighed and sunken with pride
I passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees
Now tell me what can you want now you've got it all
The whole scene is obscene
Time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones
Bill Bones knows what I mean
There are fewer more distressing sights than that
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap
And we'll die in the class we were born
But that's a class of our own my love
A class of our own my love
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
We were shovelled up like muck
Then set the night on fire
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
You know I cherish you my love
Yeah I cherish you my love.
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