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viernes, 22 de enero de 2010

If Leaving Me is easy / Phil Collins


The Most Beautiful Sad Love Song Ever

I read all the letters,
I read each word that you've sent to me
And though it's past now
and the words start to fade
All the memories I have, still remain

I've kept all the pictures,
but I hide my feelings so no-one knows
Oh sure my friends all come round,
but I'm in a crowd and on my own
It's cos you're gone now,
but your heart, heart still remains
And it'll be here if you come again

You see I'd heard the rumours, I
knew before you let me know
But I didn't believe it, not you,
no you would not let me go
Seems I was wrong, but I love,
I love you the same
And that's the one thing that you can't take away
but just remember:

[If leaving me is easy,
and you know coming back is harder, oh]...

martes, 12 de enero de 2010

One / Metallica


I CAN´T REMEMBER ANYTHING
CAN´T TELL IF THIS IS TRUE OR DREAM

DEEP DOWN INSIDE I FEEL TO SCREAM
THIS TERRIBLE SILENCE STOPS ME
NOW THAT THE WAR IS THROUGH WITH ME

I´M WAKING UP I CAN NOT SEE
THAT THERE IS NOT MUCH LEFT OF ME
NOTHING IS REAL BUT PAIN NOW

HOLD MY BREATH AS I WISH FOR DEATH
OH PLEASE GOD,WAKE ME

BACK IN THE WOMB ITS MUCH TOO REAL
IN PUMPS LIFE THAT I MUST FEEL
BUT CAN´T LOOK FORWARD TO REVEAL
LOOK TO THE TIME WHEN I´LL LIVE
FED THROUGH THE TUBE THAT STICKS
IN ME
JUST LIKE A WARTIME NOVELTY

TIED TO MACHINES THAT MAKE ME BE
CUT THIS LIFE OFF FROM ME

HOLD MY BREATH AS I WISH FOR DEATH
OH PLEASE GOD,WAKE ME

NOW THE WORLD IS GONE I´M JUST ONE
OH GOD,HELP ME HOLD MY BREATH AS I WISH FOR DEATH
OH PLEASE GOD HELP ME

DARKNESS

IMPRISONING ME
ALL THAT I SEE
ABSOLUTE HORROR
I CANNOT LIVE
I CANNOT DIE
TRAPPED IN MYSELF
BODY MY HOLDING CELL

LANDMINE

HAS TAKEN MY SIGHT
TAKEN MY SPEECH
TAKEN MY HEARING
TAKEN MY ARMS
TAKEN MY LEGS
TAKEN MY SOUL
LEFT ME WITH LIFE IN HELL

Sinnerman / Nina Simone


Sinnerman where you gunna run to
Sinnerman where you gunna run to
Where you gunna run to
All on that day

Well I run to the rock
Please hide me I run to the rock
Please hide me I run to the rock
Please hide me lord
All on that day

Well the rock cried out
I cant hide you the rock cried out
I cant hide you the rock cried out
I aint gunna hide you god
All on that day

I said rock whats a matter with you rock
Dont you see I need you rock
Dont let down
All on that day

So I run to the river
It was bleedin I run to the sea
It was bleedin I run to the sea
It was bleedin all on that day

So I run to the river it was boilin
I run to the sea it was boilin
I run to the sea it was boilin
All on that day

So I run to the lord
Please help me lord
Dont you see me prayin
Dont you see me down here prayin

But the lord said
Go to the devil
The lord said
Go to the devil
He said go to the devil
All on that day

So I ran to the devil
He was waiting
I ran to the devil he was waiting
I ran to the devil he was waiting
All on that day

Oh yeah

Oh I run to the river
It was boilin I run to the sea
It was boilin I run to the sea
It was boilin all on that day

So I ran to the lord
I said lord hide me
Please hide me
Please help me
All on that day

Said God where were you
When you are old and prayin

Lord lord hear me prayin
Lord lord hear me prayin
Lord lord hear me prayin
All on that day

Sinnerman you oughta be prayin
Oughta be prayin sinnerman
Oughta be prayin all on that day

Eleanor Rigby (Lennon/McCartney)




Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working,darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Pulp Fiction


[HONEY BUNNY]
I love you, Pumpkin.

[PUMPKIN]
I love you, Honey Bunny.

[PUMPKIN]
Everybody be cool this is a robbery!

[HONEY BUNNY]
Any of you fuckin' pricks move and I'll execute every motherfucking last one of you

Redemption songs / Bob


Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.

Mr Bobby / Manu Chau


Sometimes I dream about reality
Sometimes I feel so gone
Sometimes I dream about a wild wild world
Sometimes I feel so lonesome

Hey Bobby Marley
Sing something good to me
This world go crazy
It's an emergency

Tonight I dream about fraternity
TONIGHT I say: one day!
One day my dreams will be reality
Like Bobby said to me

Hey Bobby Marley
Sing something good to me
This world go crazy
It's an emergency

Hey Bobby Marley
Sing something good to me
This world go crazy
It's an emergency...

Tonight I watch through my window
And I can't see no lights
Tonight I watch through my window
And I can't see no rights

miércoles, 28 de enero de 2009

NO WAR


vuelo herido y no se donde ir
con la rabia cansada de andar
me han pedido que olvide todo en fin
nada particular

una vida y volver a empezar
no te pido una patria fugaz
simplemente un abrazo en fin
nada particular

canta y vuerla libre como canta la
paloma

dame una isla en el medio del mar
llama la libertad
dime que que el viento no no la hundira

que mi historia no traiga dolor
que mis manos trabajen la paz
que si muero me mates de amor
nada particular

Miguel Bose

miércoles, 26 de noviembre de 2008

Asi es la vida a veces...


AVANZO Y ESCRIBO
DECIDO Y CAMINO
LAS GANAS QUE QUEDAN SE MARCHAN
CON VOZ
SE APAGA EL DESEO
YA NO ME ENTREVEO
y HABLAR ES LO QUE SE ME DA MEJOR

CON LOS OJOS NO TE VEO
SE QUE SE...
ME VIENE EL MAREO
Y ES ENTONCES
CUANDO QUIERO SALIR A CAMINAR...

EL AIRE ME CIEGA
HAY VIDRIO EN LA ARENA
YA NO ME DA PENA DEJARTE UN ADIOS
ASI SON LAS COSAS
AMARGAS, POROSAS
SON FOTOS VELADAS DE UN TIEMPO MEJOR...

CON LOS OJOS NO TE VEO
SE QUE SE...
ME VIENE EL MAREO
Y ES ENTONCES
CUANDO QUIERO SALIR A CAMINAR...

Cerati & Bajo Fondo Tango Club

sábado, 16 de agosto de 2008

Cucurrucucu paloma


dicen que por las noches
no mas se le iba en puro llorar
dicen que no comía
no mas se iba en puro tomar
juran que el mismo cielo se estremecía al oír su llanto
como sufría por ella, que hasta en su muerte la fue llamando
hay hay hay hay hay cantaba
hay hay hay hay hay gemía
hay hay hay hay hay cantaba
de pasión mortal moría…

que una paloma triste muy de mañana le va a cantar
a la casita sola con sus puertitas de par en par
juran que esa paloma no es otra cosa mas que su alma
que todavía la espera a que regrese la desdichada
cucurrucucu paloma
cucurrucucu no llores
las piedras jamás
paloma
que van a saber de amores...

La versión de Caetano es divina