I can see you ahead of me But I'm not always forward thinkin' I tell you what you want to hear It depends on what I've been drinkin'
Cause everything I do or say Makes it hard for you to stay We both know What it is
Now-a-days we talk too much Like your forgetting all the good shit You decide what’s wrong with me I always used to let you say
But now I like to think out loud Your runnin' with some different crowd We both know what it is
I don’t know you anymore Supposed 2 be the man That I live my life by And your attitude become a bore And I'm so tired I cant even cry
Mr Ultra sensitive Ill never let myself forget you Messed each other up you know So Im sorry if I upset you
tomorrow is another day So Ill call you cause thats OK We both know what it is
I dont know you anymore Supposed to be the man That I live my life by And you're attitude become a bore And I'm so Tired I can't even cry
Relationship doesn’t remain We resonate on different flames I could cut you down again If you were like all other men If you were like all other men I know that I could shut you down again But my friend ,but my friend
I don’t know you anymore Supposed to be the man That I live my life by And your attitude become a bore And I'm so tired I cant even cry
I don’t know you anymore Supposed to be the man That I live my life by And your attitude become a bore And I'm so tired I cant even cry
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end, Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.
Gazing at people, some hand in hand, Just what I'm going through they can't understand. Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.
And I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end, Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
Breath deep The gathering gloom Watch lights fade From every room Bedsitter people Look back and lament Another day's useless Energy spent
Impassioned lovers Wrestle as one Lonely man cries for love And has none New mother picks up And suckles her son Senior citizens Wish they were young
Cold hearted orb That rules the night Removes the colours From our sight Red is gray and Yellow white But we decide Which is right And Which is an Illusion
Sometimes I have a ghetto in my mind Other times sunshine high head fine In between I get cold, old mean Intertwined with country pride open and kind This draws a line Sorry to coin a phrase On either side is wisdom and rage So keeping track of time Racing with my age Sleeping with the snakes Forget that you showed up late It ain't worth it baby Chorus: A charmed life it is At least they tell yo so I got a good idea It ain't like they say is so And if it is then let me go Let me go Any day there might be hell to pay But in other ways It makes it seem ok I'll tell you what I mean It's not a plot nor a scheme It's just peace in my mind Again can I use the word kind I ain't sorry about it baby Chorus
No sé si pensar, si eres el angel que cuida mi camino.. No sé si pensar, si me merezco todo este cariño.. Que has visto en mi, que me regalas tu verdad y tu cielo, que en esta vida ya no quiero otros besos y cada dia tu me das tu total.. Y quiero pensar, quiero sentirte siempre muy cerca mio.. Y quiero pensar, que eres la suerte que me arropa del frio.. Que has visto en mi, que me regalas tu verdad y tu cielo, que en esta vida ya no quiero otros besos y cada dia tu me das tu total.. Y pienso..si no existes yo me muero, en mi cabeza vive un sueño, y se a echo realidad.. Y quiero..contarle al mundo entero, que tu vida es lo que quiero, y que tu eres mi mitad.. No quiero morir, si te ausencia tu sonrisa de niña.. Dependo de ti, si estás mal por lo que núnca sonrias, que es lo que has visto tu en mi,que me regalas tu verdad y tu cielo, que en esta vida ya no quiero otros besos y cada dia tu me das tu total.. Y pienso..si no existes yo me muero, en mi cabeza vive un sueño, y se a echo realidad.. Y quiero..contarle al mundo entero, que tu vida es lo que quiero, y que tu eres mi mitad.. Y voy, a darte mi alma y mi verdad..repuse heridas sin pensar..que tu eres la suerte de mi vida.. Y voy, mirarte al morirme y a luchar,vibrar de alegria y quererte a más..que tu eres la suerte de mi vida..
And the hardest part Was letting go not taking part Was the hardest part And the strangest thing Was waiting for that bell to ring It was the strangest start
I could feel it go down Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth Silver lining the clouds Oh, and I, I wish that I could work it out
And the hardest part Was letting go not taking part You really broke my heart And I tried to sing But I couldn't think of anything And that was the hardest part
I could feel it go down You left the sweetest taste in my mouth Silver lining the cloud Oh, and I, Oh, and I, I wonder what it's all about I wonder what it's all about
Everything I know is wrong Everything I do it just comes undone And everything is torn apart Oh and that's the hardest part That's the hardest part Yeah, that's the hardest part That's the hardest part
Dime tu nombre, y te haré reina en un jardín de rosas tus ojos miran hacia el lugar dónde se oculta el día.
Has podido ver donde morirán los oscuros sueños que cada día vienen y van, soy el dueño del viento y el mar.
Al pasar el tiempo despertarás y descubrirás cientos de rosas a tu alrededor, hoy la luna y mañana el sol.
Y tú sin saber aún quién eres, desde el país donde mueren las flores, dime que aún creerás en mí.
Dime tu nombre, y te haré reina en un jardín de rosas tus ojos miran hacia el lugar dónde se oculta el día.
Has podido ver donde morirán los oscuros sueños que cada día vienen y van, soy el dueño del viento y el mar.
Al pasar el tiempo despertarás y descubrirás cientos de rosas a tu alrededor, hoy la luna y mañana el sol.
Y tú sin saber aún quién eres, desde el país donde mueren las flores, dime que aún creerás en mí.
Dime tu nombre, y te haré reina en un jardín de rosas tus ojos miran hacia el lugar dónde se oculta el día Dime tu nombre, y te haré reina en un jardín de rosas tus ojos miran hacia el lugar dónde se oculta el día.
Dime tu nombre, y te haré reina en un jardín de rosas tus ojos miran hacia el lugar dónde se oculta el día
What a difference a day made, twenty four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers where there use to be rain My yesterday was blue dear Today I'm a part of you dear My lonely nights are through dear Since you said you were mine Oh, what a difference a day made There's a rainbow before me Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss That thrilling kiss It's heaven when you find romance on your menu What a difference a day made And the difference is you, is you
My yesterday was blue dear Still I'm a part of you dear My lonely nights are through dear Since you said you were mine Oh, what a difference a day made There's a rainbow before me Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss That thrilling kiss It's heaven when you find romance on your menu What a difference a day made And the difference is you, is you, is you
And some days I'm only half my size And some days I'm ten feet kneelin' And some days I'm the owner of this city And some days I get caught steelin' And then I hear the sirens blow And the church bells they let me know that it's just
Your heart, your heart, your heart
And sometimes I feel six feet under Sometimes I wanna scream loud as thunder Sometimes I know the world feels like it's shaking I'd rather be know for giving but for now I'm taking Static in my mind Just to fight trough the distance and the time baby
Your heart, your heart, your heart
Somewhere out there is a lost and found Somewhere out there is a lasting love Somewhere out there playing is the saddest tune Somewhere out there I can hear the beating of Your heart, your heart, your heart It's just your heart beating
Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Esta es la vida del emigrante del vagabundo del sueño errante. Coge tu vida en tu pañuelo con tu pobreza tira pa´lante. Si encuentras un destino si encuentras el camino tendrás que irte a ese lugar el polvo del camino cubre tu rostro amigo con tu miseria a ese lugar.
Un dios maldijo la vida del emigrante serás mal visto por la gente en todas partes serás odiado por racistas maleantes. y la justicia te maltrata sin piedad. Todos hermanos. Todos farsantes hacen mentiras con las verdades buscas trabajo y tienes hambre pero no hay sitio pal emigrante.
Si encuentras un destino si encuentras el camino tendrás que irte a ese lugar el polvo del camino cubre tu rostro amigo con tu miseria a ese lugar.
Un dios maldijo la vida del emigrante serás mal visto por la gente en todas partes serás odiado por racistas maleantes. Y la justicia te maltrata sin piedad. La tierra de occidente, ya no tiene vergüenza, arrasa nuestra tierra, nos roba la riqueza ¡Qué bien se come de restaurante! ¡Cuánta miseria pal emigrante! ¡Qué bien se come de restaurante! ¡Cuánta miseria pal emigrante!
Nuestros hijos se mueren. Estómago vacío. Tú lo ves por la tele después de haber comido. Nuestros hijos se mueren. Estómago vacío. Tú lo ves por la tele después de haber comido. ¡Qué bien se come de restaurante! ¡cuánta miseria pal emigrante! ¡qué bien se come de restaurante! ¡cuánta miseria pal emigrante!
Un dios maldijo la vida del emigrante serás mal visto por la gente en todas partes serás odiado por racistas maleantes. Y la justicia te maltrata sin piedad. Somos distintos, somos iguales. Pero en la calle nadie lo sabe. Pan para todos. Tenemos hambre. Pero los ricos no lo comparten.
Este amor apasionado anda todo alborotado por volver, voy camino a la locura, aunque todo me tortura, yo sé querer, nos dejamos hace tiempo pero sé, llegó el momento de volver, tú tenías mucha razón, le hago caso al corazón y me muero por volver...
Y volver, volver, volver a tus brazos otra vez, llegaré hasta donde estés, quiero volver, quiero volver, quiero volver, volver, volver,
Nos dejamos hace diez minutos pero sé, llegó el momento de volver, tú tenías mucha razón, le hago caso al corazón y me muero por volver.
Y volver, volver, volver a tus brazos otra vez, llegaré hasta donde estés, yo sé perder, yo sé perder, quiero volver, volver, volver.
Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that was torn from the morning And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you On a chair with a dead magazine In the cave at the tip of the lily In some hallways where love's never been On a bed where the moon has been sweating In a cry filled with footsteps and sand Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz With its very own breath of brandy and Death Dragging its tail in the sea
There's a concert hall in Vienna Where your mouth had a thousand reviews There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking They've been sentenced to death by the blues Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture With a garland of freshly cut tears? Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz it's been dying for years
There's an attic where children are playing Where I've got to lie down with you soon In a dream of Hungarian lanterns In the mist of some sweet afternoon And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow All your sheep and your lilies of snow Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
And I'll dance with you in Vienna I'll be wearing a river's disguise The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, My mouth on the dew of your thighs And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, With the photographs there, and the moths And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty My cheap violin and my cross And you'll carry me down on your dancing To the pools that you lift on your wrist Oh my love, Oh my love Take this waltz, take this waltz It's yours now. It's all that there is.
Ahir vam sopar una truita de patates que vaig cuinar jo. 8 ous 4 patates grans i 2 cebes. En principi erem la Rowena, la Camila i jo...Però, va començar a arribar gent i tothom es va apuntar al tast. Tan la truita com el pa amb tomàquet un èxit.
I hope you got fat I hope you got really fat cause if you got really realy fat you just might want to see me come back I hope you got fat I don't care I don't care ah how heavy how skinny I don't care I don't care ah how heavy how skinny just gimme gimme some some ah some some something to love A little extra weight could never look no nicer on nobody else but you and I could use a little bit more to hold on to and if I get a fright in the middle of the night I'll cling to you I hope you got fat I hope you got truly fat cause if you got really FAT FAT FAT you just might want to see me come back I hope you got fat
En aquest món tothom plora, tothom plora dia i nit, si no les penes passades, les penes que han de venir. També he plorades les mies, mes ara ja canto i ric: canto les glòries que espero per los treballs que passí, en lo camp de les espines les flors que espero collir. Companys meus de captiveri no voleu cantar amb mi? Los que plorau entre els pobres, los que frisau entre els rics, los que els dies del desterro contau per los del neguit, los passos per les caigudes, los instants per los sospirs, los que estau amb lo front núvol, los que teniu lo cor trist, voleu que jo vos la cante la cançó del Paradís?
Back in the summer of ‘91 An angel with a lizard’s tongue Was scheming for a holy broken nose Linked to every class of men Sprung out from the sparkling sins Leaning on the cold electric stove On a country road I swerved to the side Trying to avoid a country bumpkin Everyone’s in line to meet with the man Who blatantly inspired his generation
When they shake his hand and their fingers explode Breaking both our necks by the tips of our toes Then they turn to me ‘cause you died, I suppose But I can’t seem to glance fast enough to be sure
Back to summer days, cold hands on the beach Memories of thrills designed to please you Down the fragrant path, I strayed towards the bath Suddenly, I lived to learn to feed you
Down on bended knee, where I’ve been for a while Set the record straight in the old fashioned style Never took too much, though I should have made more You are still my friend though you were not before
M'aclame a tu, mare de terra sola. Arrape els teus genolls amb ungles brutes. Invoque un nom o secreta consigna, mare de pols, segrestada esperança.
Mentre el gran foc o la ferocitat segueix camins, segueix foscos camins, m'agafe a tu, os que més estimava i cante el jorn del matí il·limitat.
El clar camí, el pregon idioma un alfabet fosforescent de pedres, un alfabet sempre amb la clau al pany, el net destí, la sendera de llum, sempre, a la nit, il·luminant, enterc, un bell futur, una augusta contrada!
Seràs el rent que fa pujar el pa, seràs el solc i seràs la collita, seràs la fe i la medalla oculta, seràs l'amor i la ferocitat.
Seràs la clau que obre tots els panys, seràs la llum, la llum il·limitada, seràs confí on l'aurora comença, seràs forment, escala il·luminada!
Seràs l'ocell i seràs la bandera, l'himne fecund del retorn de la pàtria, tros esquinçat de l'emblema que puja.
Jo pujaré piament els graons i en arribar al terme entonaré el prec dels béns que em retornaves sempre.
You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left These so-called vacations will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink I need home for a rest.
We arrived in December and London was cold We stayed in the bars along Charing Cross Road We never saw nothin' but brass taps and oak Kept a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats
CHORUS: You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best I've been gone for a week I've been drunk since I left And these so-called vacations Will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink I need home for a rest Take me home....
Euston Station the train journey North In the buffet car we lurched back and forth Past old crooked dykes through Yorkshire's green fields We were flung into dance as the train jigged and reeled
- CHORUS -
By the light of the moon, she'd drift through the streets A rare old perfume, so seductive and sweet She'd tease us and flirt, as the pubs all closed down Then walk us on home and deny us a round
You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best I've been gone for a month I've been drunk since I left And these so-called vacations Will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink I need home for a rest Take me home....
The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb The spirits we drank now ghosts in the room I'm knackered again, come on sleep take me soon And don't lift up my head 'till the the twelve bells at noon
You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best I've been gone for a month I've been drunk since I left And these so-called vacations Will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink I need home for a rest Take me home
Consider que en principi no és sa plàstica d'un detall que es manifesta en superfície lo que demostra que una corba és massa dràstica per deixar un camí tan pla i tan rectilini.
Consider que sa virtut és prou elàstica per menjar-se un problemet tan específic d'un mal dia en què un excés de confiança va fer caure credibilitats i bicis.
Consider que en principi no és sa nàutica d'un vaixell que pesca escamarlans i gambes, i que navega amb alegria i molta pràctica i deixa una via blanca i oxigenada.
Consider que sa virtut és prou elàstica per menjar un calamaret amb gust de sípia, d'un mal dia en què un excés de matemàtiques va fer caure comptabilitats i nirvis.
Fa calor, què tal si encetam una síndria, què tal si me dius que m'estimes durant es següents trenta mil dematins.
Fa calor, què tal si nedam en pilotes, què tal si deixam que sa parra devalli es termòmetres a vint-i-cinc.
Fa calor, què tal si encetam una síndria, què tal si me dius que m'estimes durant es següents trenta mil dematins.
Fa calor, què tal si nedam en pilotes, què tal si deixam que sa parra devalli es termòmetres a vint-i-cinc.
Consider que en principi no és sa plàstica d'un detall que es manifesta en superfície lo que demostra que una corba és massa dràstica per deixar un camí tan pla i tan rectilini.
Consider que sa virtut és prou elàstica per menjar-se un problemet tan específic d'un mal dia en què un excés de confiança va fer caure credibilitats i bicis.
Fa calor, què tal si encetam una síndria, què tal si me dius que m'estimes durant es següents trenta mil dematins.
Fa calor, què tal si nedam en pilotes, què tal si deixam que sa parra devalli es termòmetres a vint-i-cinc.
Consider que sa virtut és prou elàstica per menjar un calamaret amb gust de sípia, d'un mal dia en què un excés de matemàtiques va fer caure comptabilitats i nirvis.
Fa calor, què tal si encetam una síndria, què tal si me dius que m'estimes durant es següents trenta mil dematins.
Fa calor, què tal si nedam en pilotes, què tal si deixam que sa parra devalli es termòmetres a vint-i-cinc.
Fa calor, què tal si encetam una síndria, què tal si me dius que m'estimes durant es següents trenta mil dematins.
Fa calor, què tal si nedam en pilotes, què tal si deixam que sa parra devalli es termòmetres a vint-i-cinc graus.
Adventure seeker on an empty street Just an alley creeper light on his feet A young fighter screaming with no time for doubt With the pain and anger can't see a way out It ain't much I'm asking I heard him say Gotta find me a future move out of my way I want it all I want it all I want it all and I want it now I want it all I want it all I want it all and I want it now
Listen all you people come gather round Gotta get me a game plan gotta shake you to the ground. Just give me what I know is mine People do you hear me just give me the sign It ain't much I'm asking if you want the truth Here's to the future for the dreams of youth I want it all (give it all) I want it all I want it all and I want It now I want it all (yes I want it all) I want it all (hey) I want it all and I want it now
I'm a man with a one track mind So much to do in one life time (people do you hear me) Not a man for compromise and wheres and whys and living Lies So I'm living it all (yes I'm living it all) And I'm giving it all (and I'm giving it all) Ooh ooh ha ha ha ha Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah I want it all all all all
It ain't much I'm asking if you want the truth Here's to the future Hear the cry of youth (hear the cry hear the cry of youth) I want it all I want it all I want it all and I want it now I want it all (yeah yeah yeah) I want it all I want it all and I Want it now
What's the time? Seems its already morning I see the sky, its so beautiful and blue The TV's on But the only thing showing is a picture of you
Oh, I get up and make myself some coffee I try to read a bit but the story's too thin Then I thank the Lord above That you're not there to see me In this shape I'm in
Spending my time Watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall Hoping that you think of me too I'm spending my time
I try to call but I don't know what to tell you I leave a kiss on your answering machine Oh, help me please Is there someone who can make me Wake up from this dream?
Spending my time Watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall Hoping that you are missing me too
I'm spending my time Watching the sun go down I fall asleep to the sound Of "tears of a clown" A prayer gone blind
I'm spending my time
My friends keep telling me: Hey, life will go on Time will make sure will get over you This silly game of love you play you win only to lose
Spending my time Watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall Hoping that you are missing me too
I'm spending my time Watching the sun go down I fall asleep to the sound Of "tears of a clown" A prayer gone blind
Driving in a fast car Trying to get somewhere Don´t know where I´m going But i gotta get there
A veces me siento perdido Inquieto, solo y confundido Entonces me ato a las estrellas Y al mundo entero le doy vueltas
I’m singing for somebody like you Sorta like me baby Yo canto para alguien como tú Pon la oreja, nena Oh oh oh oh
Estoy buscando ese momento La música, que cuando llega Me llena con su sentimiento Con sentimiento, vida llena
Walking down the sideway Looking for innocence Trying to find my way Trying to make some sense
Yo canto para alguien como tú Sólo como tú, baby I’m singing for somebody like you What about you
I’m singing for someone Someone like you Tú, dime a quién le cantas ‘Cause there’s something about you there Speaks to my heart Speaks to my soul
I’m singing for someone Sorta like you Yo canto para alguien Someone like you, someone like me Sólo como tú, oh, my sister Todo el mundo va buscando ese lugar Looking for paradise Oh oh oh oh
A ese corazón herido La música le da sentido Te damos con la voz tus alas Le damos a tus pies camino
Oh is anybody out there Feel like i feel Trying to find a better way So we can heal
I’m singing for somebody like you Sorta like me baby Yo canto para alguien como tú Sólo como tú What about you? Yo canto para ti I’m singing for someone Yo canto para alguien ‘Cause there’s something about you there Speaks to my heart Speaks to my soul
I’m singing for someone I’m singing Sorta like you Yo canto para alguien Someone like you, someone like me Sólo como tú, oh, my sister Todo el mundo va buscando ese lugar Looking for paradise Oh oh oh oh
Vine del norte buscando una canción y una cruz, y allí se cruzó un cometa, y en su estela estabas tú. En Madrid seguiría lloviendo, triste como lo dejé, y en Santiago con tus luces y su noviembre me quemé.
Y fue después de un concierto, una noche en tu universidad, allí te encontré de nuevo, "Hoy te invito a carretear". "Acepto gustoso tu oferta, sólo con una condición: que no se acabe esta noche y que no me enamore yo".
Andando por La Alameda, tú me empezaste a contar causas, azares y luchas, en estos días y al pasar por delante de La Moneda, tú tarareaste a Jara. Me miraste, "Así tan duro, tienes un aire a guevara".
Y entramos en un bareto, y allí alguien cantaba a Fito. "A este paso me enamoro, sólo me falta otro pisco". "Déjate de historias, súbete ahí, y cántame una de Silvio". "Sólo si me das un beso", y todos cantaron conmigo.
Salimos del bar borrachos, agarrados de la mano, y en la calle como siempre jodiendo andaban los pacos. Tú les gritaste "¡Asesinos!", y los dos echamos a correr. Tú reías, y en tu risa yo me veía caer.
Pero, "¿Dónde has estado este tiempo? Se hace tarde, vete a casa", y en tu abrazo a lo lejos, creí oír a los Parra, cantando para nosotros. Será mejor que me vaya. Ahí quedé, solo, gritando, sin ti, "Te recuerdo, Amanda".
"Te recuerdo, Amanda".
Al tiempo llegué a mi norte, con una canción y una cruz, con la estela de un cometa, con tu mentira y con tu luz. En Madrid seguía lloviendo, tal como lo dejé, y en Santiago tantas cosas, hoy me muero por volver.
I sense a runner in the garden Although my judgements known to fail Once built a steamboat in a meadow Cos I'd forgotten how to sail
I know the runner's going to tell you There ain't no cowboy in my hair So now he's buried by the daisies So I could stay the tallest man in your eyes, babe
I sense a spy up in the chimney From all the evidence I've burned I guess he'll read it in the smoke now And soon to ashes I'll return
I know the spy is going to tell you It's not my flag up in the pole So now he's buried by the lilies So I could stay forever more in your eyes, babe
I sense a leak inside my phone now From all the lies I have told I know he has your private number And soon he'll make that vicious call
I know the leak is going to tell you There ain't now puppy in your leash So now he'll fertilize the roses So I could stay the king you see In your eyes, babe (x2)
So now we're dancing through the garden And what a garden I have made And now that death will grow my jasmine I find it soothing I'm afraid
Now there is no need for suspicion There ain't no frog kissing your hand I won't be lying when I tell you That I'm a gardner I'm a man In your eyes babe (x3)
Frozen guitar next to yr sweet lamp Melting sweetheart in yr ivory hand Genie genie our wishes burn down slow Ripped stocking blues white teas and smoke
Throw me a line Throw me out I'll catch up sometime Which wat to the most high See the concrete and glitter road sign
Insane keyboard next to frozen amp Peole everywhere feel yr basment jam Animals languish on yr carpet beam Hey Alan a sunboy sunbeam
Ell que diu que ve amb una nau de pastanagues i que a tu no t’hi posin ceba enlloc. Ell que diu "què bé!" i tu, vés que li vols fer-hi i que resignat tu menges i et fots. Que no val la pena escriure l'acarona per robar-li el cor, que no val la pena viure a Barcelona per tenir-hi un gos. Que no val la pena viure a Barcelona per tenir-hi un gat...uh uh ah!
Déjame esta noche, soñar contigo Déjame imaginarme en tus labios los míos. Déjame que me crea que te vuelvo loca, Déjame que yo sea quien te quite la ropa. Déjame, que mis manos rocen las tuyas Déjame, que te tome por la cintura Déjame que te espere aunque no vuelvas Déjame que te deje tener me pena Si algún día diera con la manera de hacerte mía Siempre yo te amaría como si fuera siempre ese día Qué bonito seria jugarse la vida probar tu veneno Que bonito seria arrojar al suelo la copa vacía Déjame presumir de ti un poquito Que mi piel sea el forro de tu vestido Déjame q te coma solo con los ojos Con lo que me provocas yo me conforma Si algún día diera con la manera de hacerte mía Siempre yo te amaría como si fuera siempre ese día Que bonito seria jugarse la vida probar tu veneno Que bonito seria arrojar al suelo la copa vacía Déjame esta noche soñar soñar contigo
Te quiero aunque ahora no viene a cuento aunque no te lo demuestro Te quiero
Te quiero aunque paresca que me olvide aunque creas que no es cierto eso es lo que siento
Me gusta pensar que me gustas saber que te quiero
Que bueno que bueno
Me gusta ser el dueo de tus celos despertarme y darme cuenta de lo mucho que te quiero
Quererte quererte no es bastante quererte es no entenderte que te siga queriendo
Quererte, quererte es acordarme quererte es merecerte mas de lo que te merezco
Me gusta, pensar que me gustas saber que te quiero
Que bueno que bueno
Me gusta, ser el dueo de tus celos despertarme y darme cuenta de lo mucho que te quiero
Te tengo, te pierdo (bis) te agarro, te suelto (bis) te vas y te espero (bis) Te busco, te encuentro
Te acercas, me alejo (bis) te escucho, te cuento (bis) te compro, te vendo (bis) Te odio, te quiero Te dejas, me dejo me besas, te muerdo te lamo, te veo
Que bueno que bueno
Te pido, te ofresco te amo, te miento te abrazo, te aprieto me duermo, te sueo
Que bueno que bueno
Te quiero.... (yo te quiero) lo que mas echo de menos (bis) es que te quiera mas... (mas mucho mas) de lo mucho que te quiero
Te echo de menos un retrato en la pared (bis) una cartita en el correo para decirte que te quiero
Que bueno que bueno Que bueno que bueno Que bueno que bueno Que bueno que bueno (bis)
And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse. There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. An' he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will stand up. At the terror in each sip and in each sup. For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground. When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown. When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured hundredweight and penny pound. When the man comes around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.
I'm gonna talk so sexy she'll want me from my head 2 my feet
Yes she will.
I'm gonna drive my daddy's Thunderbird a white rad ride
'66 '67 so glam it's absurd. I'm gonna put her in the backseat and drive her 2 Tennessee
Tennessee drive her!
Excuse me baby I don't mean 2 be rude
I guess tonight I iust not I'm iust not in the mood. So if you don't mind I would like 2 watch can I?
We're goin' down down down if that's the only way 2 make this cruel cruel world hear what we've got to say: Put the right letters together and make a better day!
Era feliz en su matrimonio Aunque su marido era el mismo demonio Tenía el hombre un poco de mal genio Y ella se quejaba de que nunca fue tierno Desde hace ya más de tres años Recibe cartas de un extraño Cartas llenas de poesía Que le han devuelto la alegría
Quien la escribía versos dime quien era Quien la mandaba flores por primavera Quien cada nueve de noviembre Como siempre sin tarjeta La mandaba un ramito de violetas
A veces sueña y se imagina Cómo será aquel que tanto la estima Sería un hombre más fiel de pelo cano Sonrisa abierta y ternura en las manos No sabe quien sufre en silencio Quien puede ser su amor secreto Y vive así de día en día Con la ilusión de ser querida
Quien la escribía versos dime era Quien la mandaba flores por primavera Quien cada nueve de noviembre Como siempre sin tarjeta La mandaba un ramito de violetas
Y cada tarde al volver su esposo Cansado del trabajo la mira de reojo No dice nada porque lo sabe todo Sabe que es feliz, así de cualquier modo Porque él es quién le escribe versos Él, su amante, su amor secreto Y ella que no sabe nada Mira a su marido y luego calla
Quien la escribía versos dime quien era Quien la mandaba flores por primavera Quien cada nueve de noviembre Como siempre sin tarjeta La mandaba un ramito de violetas
We sit in the car outside your house I can feel the heat coming round I go to put my arm around you And you give me a look like Im way out of bounds Well you let out one of your bored sighs Well lately when I look into your eyes Im goin down
We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night We come home early burning, burning in some fire fight Im sick and tired of you setting me up Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down
I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt I remember back when we started My kisses used to turn you inside out I used to drive you to work in the morning Friday night Id drive you all around You used to love to drive me wild But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down
PUEDO ESCRIBIR Y NO DISIMULAR ES LA VENTAJA DE IRSE HACIENDO VIEJO NO TENGO NADA PARA IMPRESIONAR NI POR FUERA NI POR DENTRO.
LA NOCHE EN VELA VA CRUZANDO EL MAR PORQUE LOS SUEÑOS VIAJAN CON EL VIENTO Y EN MI VENTANA SOPLA EN EL CRISTAL MIRA A VER SI ESTOY DESPIERTO.
ME PERDÍ EN UN CRUCE DE PALABRAS ME ANOTARON MAL LA DIRECCIÓN YA GRABÉ MI NOMBRE EN UNA BALA YA PROBÉ LA CARNE DE CAÑÓN YA LO TENGO TODO CONTROLADO Y ALGUIEN DIJO NO, NO, NO, NO, NO QUE AHORA VIENE EL VIENTO DE OTRO LADO DÉJAME EL TIMÓN Y ALGUIEN DIJO NO, NO, NO
LO QUE NO LLEGARÁ AL FINAL SERÁN MIS PASOS, NO EL CAMINO. NO VES QUE SIEMPRE VAS DETRÁS CUANDO PERSIGUES AL DESTINO.
SIEMPRE ES LA MANO Y NO EL PUÑAL NUNCA ES LO QUE PUDO HABER SIDO NO ES PORQUE DIGAS LA VERDAD ES PORQUE NUNCA ME HAS MENTIDO.
NO VOY A SENTIRME MAL SI ALGO NO ME SALE BIEN HE APRENDIDO A DERRAPAR Y A CHOCAR CON LA PARED QUE LA VIDA SE NOS VA COMO EL HUMO DE ESE TREN COMO UN BESO EN UN PORTAL ANTES DE QUE CUENTE 10.
Y NO VOLVERÉ A SENTIRME EXTRAÑO AUNQUE NO ME LLEGUE A CONOCER Y NO VOLVERÉ A QUERERTE TANTO Y NO VOLVERÉ A DEJARTE DE QUERER DEJÉ DE VOLAR ME HUNDÍ EN EL BARRO Y ENTRE TANTO BARRO ME ENCONTRÉ ALGO DE CALOR SIN TUS ABRAZOS AHORA SÉ QUE NUNCA VOLVERÉ.
if this is true, i thought then, what will i think will i stay but rather i would get away i'm scared that i won't find a thing and afraid that i'll turn out to be alone, but i i have to learn, have to try, have to trust i have to cry have to see, have to know that i can be myself, yeah and if i could i would stay and if they're not, not in my way i'll stare here in the distance but i'll grow up to be just like you, yeah i'll grow up to be just like you, yeah i see it all i'm sure but do i know what's right i thought i knew but it turns out the other way i am scared that i won't find a thing and afraid that i'll turn out to be alone, but i i have to learn, have to try, have to trust i have to cry i have to see, have to know that i can be myself and if i could i would stay and if they're not not in my way i'll stare here in the distance but i'll grow up to be just like you, yeah i'll grow up to be just like you i want to tell you why would i try to you are all that i can see now why would i try to and i want to tell you why would i try to you are all i can see now i know i'll try to i have to learn, have to try, have to trust i have to cry i have to see, have to know that i can be myself but if i could, yeah, i would stay and if they're not, not in my way i'll stare here in the distance but i'll grow up to be just like you, yeah i'll grow up to be just like you like you
I would like to state my vision Life was so unfair We live in our secure surroundings And people die out there Bosnia was so unkind Sarajevo changed my mind And we all call out in despair All the love we need isn't there And we all sing songs our rooms Sarajevo erects an undertune Sarajevo, sarajevo, sarajevo Bosnia was so unkind Sarajevo, sarajevo, sarajevo Bosnia was so unkind Sure thigns would change if we really wanted them to No fear for children anymore There are babies in their hands, terror in their heads For life, for life When do the saints go marching in? When do the saints go marching in?
Well it's been a long time, long time now Since I've seen you smile And I'll gamble away my fright And I'll gamble away my time And in a year, a year or so This will slip into the sea Well it's been a long time, long time now Since I've seen you smile
Nobody raise their voices Just another night in Nantes Nobody raise their voices Just another night in Nantes
L'amic brufus esta tenint problemes de connexió a Canadà. Així doncs el substitueixo. Canadà m'ha fet pensar en Diana Krall. Aquí teniu la seva versió de la cançó de Sinatra.
You´re always lookin´ at me like I´m crazy Like I´m out of place Givin´me that stare you give me With me your funny face
I used to feel a bit intimidated But now I´m okay I just go on and mind my own business And watch you´re funny face
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna party I wanna party with you I think a, I guess a, I suppose a party Would be the best thing to do with you Yeah, with a you, with a you, with a you With a you, with a you…Funny Face!
I´ll dip my toes in boilin´gravy And then I´ll lick ´em clean I´ll threaten you with joinin´ the Navy To watch you make a scene, you see
Siempre me estás mirando como a un loco Como un “Guachupey” Dándome ese “look” que me das Con tu Funny Face...
Abrió los ojos, se echo un vestido, se fue despacio, a la cocina. Estaba oscuro, sin hacer ruido, prendió la estufa, y a la rutina. Sintió el silencio como un apuro, todo empezaba en el desayuno. Dobló su espalda, gozó un suspiro, sintió ridícula la esperanza. Al más pequeño le ardió la panza, rompió el silencio, soltó un llorido. Sirvió a su esposo, vistió a los niños, cambió pañales, sirvió los panes. Llevó a sus hijos para la escuela; pensó en la dieta que se comían. Midió el dinero, compró verduras, palpó lo gris de su economía. Formó en la cola de las tortillas. Cargó a Francisco. Miró la calle. Por todas partes había mujeres, todas compraban y se movían; cumplían aisladas con sus deberes, le recordaban a las hormigas. Sintió de pronto que eran amigas, sintió que todas eran amigas. Volvió a su casa, casa rentada vio más amigas desde la entrada. Le dio a Francisco con qué jugar, barrió los pisos, tendió las camas. Se vio al espejo, miró las canas, cortó las papas, las puso al fuego y a la manteca la hizo chillar. Ahora lo crudo se ha transformado, estaba listo para comer. La casa entera tiene otro ver, de nuevo listo pa’ ser usado. Puso la mesa, sirvió a los niños, cambió pañales, cortó los panes, limpió de nuevo mesa y cocina. Le dio a Mercedes la medicina; pidió su turno en los lavaderos. Talló vestidos y pantalones, miró la ropa tendida al sol, como si ayer no se hubiera hecho. La misma friega todos los días, se caminaba de nuevo el trecho. Sintió la vida como prisión, se le escapaba todo lo hecho. Se va la vida, se va al agujero como la mugre en el lavadero. (se repite) Cruzó palabras con sus vecinas; hubo sonrisas en formación. Toda la raza en su cantón, se las arregla con el trajín. Siempre mujeres, cumpliendo oficios que se entretejen sin tener fin. Ser costureras, ser cocineras, recamareras y planchadoras; ser enfermeras y lavanderas, también meseras y educadoras. Muy diligentes, afanadoras, a sus familias las dejan listas, rumbo a la escuela o hacia el trabajo para que puedan chequear las listas. Se daba cuenta de sus afanes y de los cines sabía un carajo. Para ellos siempre la vida es seria, pero se ahogaban en la miseria. Se va la vida, se va al agujero como la mugre en el lavadero. (se repite) Page 3 Se fue derecho para su nido siempre pensando planchó la ropa. Todo lo roto dejó zurcido, tenía un momento pa’ descansar. Se abrió la puerta y marido también molido de trabajar. Puso la mesa, sirvió la sopa, para quejarse no abrió la boca. Se rieron juntos y platicaron. Se habló de niños y de dinero, de las vecinas, de algún dolor, de los camiones y del patrón. Lavó los trastes, tiró basura, durmió a los niños, cambió pañales. Como aire que entra por la ranura, los dos jugaron con su ternura. Le dio la vuelta a la cerradura; durmió de pronto todos sus males. Se va la vida, se va al agujero como la mugre en el lavadero. (4 X) Se va, se va, compañera, como la mugre en el lavadero. Se va la vida, se va al agujero como la mugre en el lavadero…
amphor crossed with lace, it is the witching hour Cinematic but crude Teasing all my feelings out, you move away It seems so natural to you
Still siren, climbing up the victory tower Like there's something left to prove I trap the beads of sweat that run between my eyes And free the fever to move
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line I'm drawing the line, I draw the line And I have my pride I'm taking control, I'm taking control I'm taking control, I'm taking control And I save my soul I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out And I have no doubt
Dreamt the sound of scissors, cutting stitches out Then discarding the used Recording all my problems onto memory cards Your compassion unmoved
Onto others what they always do to you The most twisted of your rules Distill malaise and photograph the hole it leaves Running out a copy for you
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line I'm drawing the line, I draw the line And I have my pride I'm taking control, I'm taking control I'm taking control, I'm taking control And I save my soul I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out And I have no doubt
I know you'd like to hear a song that sings everything's alright the temperature is warm the fire horses sleep so gently comes the night.. Now close your eyes and stare the ground they're on is bare but once it was as deep and wild as giant's dreams
They're no longer there
And all of our desires could mirror skies with flames smoke out heaven's halls who was that you called?
They're no longer there.
Here it goes again, here it goes again, here it goes again.
What would you leave behind when all your fields are dead? When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept? What would you leave behind when those who bear your name are born to that place that you wrecked?
What would you leave behind when you're no longer there?
Would you sail to distant shores and hide within the haze softly close the door pretend the world was saved and wait for heaven's call?
Or would you turn and face the sea and calm decide you care There's chance but if you dare and swift as honour's steeds before it's no longer there
Here it goes again...
To deny or despair, they're really just the same and everything between it means we have to change. Cos when a one forgets their world begins to fade And all the shapes and shades that made their colours see well they suddenly turn grey
