L'AMOUR QUOTIDIEN

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Siamo qui noi soli
Come ogni sera
Ma tu sei più triste
Ed io lo so
Perché
So che tu vuoi dirmi
Che non sei felice
Che io sto cambiando
E tu mi vuoi lasciar
Io che non vivo
Più di un'ora senza te
Come posso stare una vita
Senza te
Sei mia
Sei mia
Mai niente lo sai
Separarci un giorno potrà
Vieni qui, ascoltami
Io ti voglio bene
Te ne prego fermati
Ancora insieme a me
Io che non vivo
Più di un'ora senza te
Come posso stare una vita
Senza te
Sei mia
Sei mia
Io che non vivo
Più di un'ora senza te
Come posso stare una vita
Senza te
Sei mia
Sei mia
Sei mia

LA SEO, ALTAR MAYOR

LAS HORAS PASABAN

Horas absurdas
El cura párroco vomitando aburrimiento
Homilías pastosas que reverberaban
En los altos relieves
De alabastro

MISERERE NOBIS...

Sie ist ein Modell und sie sieht gut aus
Ich nehme sie heut' gerne mit zu mir nach Haus
Sie wirkt so kuehl, and sie kommt niemand 'ran
Doch vor der Kamera da zeigt sie was sie kann



Sie trinkt im Nachtklub immer Sekt (korrekt)
Und hat hier alle Maenner abgecheckt
Im Scheinwerferlicht ihr junges Laecheln strahlt
Sie sieht gut aus und Schoenheit wird bezahlt

Sie stellt sich zu Schau fuer das Konsumprodukt
Und wird von millionen Augen angeguckt
Ihr neues Titelbild ist einfach Fabelhaft
Ich muss sie wiedersehen, ich weiss sie hat's geschaft

ABRAXAS SHALOM ADONAI

«Der Vogel kämpft sich aus dem Ei. Das Ei ist die Welt. Wer geboren werden will, muß eine Welt zerstören. Der Vogel fliegt zu Gott. Der Gott heißt Abraxas.»

HERMANN HESSE: "Demian"

(El pájaro lucha ya desde el huevo. El huevo es el mundo. Quien quiere nacer tiene que destruir un mundo. El pájaro vuela hacia Dios. El dios llamado Abraxas)

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PASEO EN BARCO

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Io sogno d'esserti vicino
E di baciarti
E poi svanire
In questo sogno irreale
Lassù sento gli angeli
Che cantano per noi
Dolcemente, dolcemente
È un canto fatto di feliccità



Ascolto e ti vedo ancora
Più vicina
La musica che sento
È come sinfonia
Il coro degli angeli
Mi fa sognare ancora
Io vorrei, io vorrei
Che questo sogno
Fosse realtà

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EBRO DESBORDADO

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So long, boy, you can take my place
i got my papers, i got my pay
so pack my bags and i'll be on my way . . . to yellow river
Put my gun down, the war is won
fill my glass high, the time has come
i'm goin' back to the place that i love . . . yellow river

Yellow river, yellow river . . . is in my mind and in my eyes
yellow river, yellow river . . . is in my blood, it's the place that i love
Got no time for explanations, got no time to lose
tomorrow night you'll find me sleepin' underneath the moon
and yellow river
Cannon fire lingers in my mind
i'm so glad i'm still alive
and i've been gone for such a long time . . . from yellow river
I remember the nights were cool
i can still see the water pool
and i remember the girl that i knew . . . from yellow river

CUBO

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Quando sei qui con me
questa stanza non ha più pareti
ma alberi,
alberi infiniti
quando tu sei vicino a me
questo soffitto viola
no, non esiste più.
Io vedo il cielo sopra noi
che restiamo qui
abbandonati
come se non ci fosse più
niente, più niente al mondo.



Suona un'armonica
mi sembra un organo
che vibra per te e per me
su nell'immensità del cielo.
Per te, e per me...
nel cielo

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CREPÚSCULO

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ARACNÉ

Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night
It's only right
To think about the girl you love,
and hold her tight.
So happy together
If I should call you up
Invest a dime
And you say you belong to me
And ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be
So very fine
So happy together



I can't see me loving nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me
Baby the skies will be blue
For all my life

Me and you
And you and me
No matter how they toss the dice
It has to be
The only one for me is you
And you for me
So happy together

I can't see me loving nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me
Baby the skies will be blue
For all my life

Me and you...

NOCHE EN EL PUERTO

Rumor de olas

Aspiro el aire fresco

De la noche

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PUERTO (II)

BARCOS (II)

ATARDECER EN CAMBRILS

PUERTO DE CAMBRILS

BARCOS

SAMBA TRISTE

Samba triste
A gente faz assim:
Eu aqui
Você longe de mim, de mim
Alguém se vai
Saudade vem



E fica perto
Saudade, resto de amor
De amor que não deu certo
Samba triste
Que antes eu não fiz
Só porque



Eu sempre fui feliz, feliz, feliz, feliz
Agora eu sei
Que toda vez que o amor existe
Há sempre um samba triste, meu bem
Samba que vem
De você, amor

EL PARQUE

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TEMPLO BUDISTA DE PANILLO

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FLOWER POWER

If you're going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're going to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair



All across the nation such a strange vibration
People in motion
There's a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion people in motion

For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

NENÚFARES

CREPÚSCULO EN LA BAHÍA

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come
Watching the ships roll in
And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah





I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
'Cause I've had nothing to live for
And look like nothin's gonna come my way

So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

Look like nothing's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same, yes

Sittin' here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home

Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Oooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

TWO FOR THE ROAD

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If you're feeling fancy free,
Si te sientes libre y sin compromiso
Come wander through the world with me,
Vente conmigo a vagar por el mundo
And any place we chance to be
Y tendremos la suerte de que cualquier lugar
Will be our rendezvous.
Sea el lugar de nuestra cita.



Two for the road, we'll travel down the years,
Dos en el camino, viajaremos durante años
Collecting precious memories,
Coleccionando preciosos recuerdos
Selecting souvenirs and living life
Seleccionando recuerdos y viviendo la vida
the way we please.
Del modo que nos agrade.
In summertime the sun will shine,
En verano el Sol brillará
In winter we'll drink summer wine,
En invierno beberemos el vino del verano
And every day that you are mine
Y cada día que seas mía
Will be a lovely day.
Será un maravilloso día.
As long as love still wears a smile,
Mientras el amor todavía lleve una sonrisa
I know that we'll be two for the road,
Sé que seremos dos en el camino, 
And that's a long, long, while.
Y eso por un largo, largo, tiempo.

LA NAVE DEL OLVIDO

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Espera,
aún la nave del olvido no ha partido
no condenemos al naufragio lo vivido
por nuestro amor,
por nuestro ayer, yo te lo pido.

Espera,
aún me quedan en mis manos primaveras
para llenarte de caricias todas nuevas
que morirían en mis manos si te fueras.



Espera un poco, un poquito más
para llevarte mi felicidad
espera un poco, un poquito más
me moriría si te vas.

(Bis)

Espera,
aún me quedan alegrías para darte,
tengo mil noches de amor que regalarte,
te doy mi vida a cambio de quedarte.

Espera,
no entendería mi mañana si te fueras
y hasta te admito que tu amor me lo mintieras,
te adoraría aunque tú no me quisieras.

Espera un poco...

PÓRTICO

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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one


My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans


Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk



Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun


Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain


Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

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Hay una casa en Nueva Orleáns
Que llaman el Sol Naciente
Y ha sido la ruina de muchos desgraciados
Y Dios sabe que yo soy uno de ellos


Mi madre era modista
Ella cosió mis nuevos vaqueros
Mi padre era un jugador
En los bajos fondos de Nueva Orleans


Realmente, la única cosa que un jugador necesita
Es una maleta y un baúl
Y el único momento en que está satisfecho
Es cuando está borracho


Oh, madre, di a tus hijos
Que no hagan lo que yo hice
Gastar sus vidas en pecado y miseria
En la Casa del Sol Naciente


Bien, tengo un pie en la plataforma
El otro pie en el tren
Voy de regreso a Nueva Orleans
Para llevar esa bola y su cadena


Bien, hay una casa en Nueva Orleans
La llaman el Sol Naciente
Y ha sido la ruina de muchos desgraciados
Y Dios sabe que yo soy uno de ellos.

WE ARE THE ROBOTS

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We're charging our battery
And now we're full of energy
We are the robots



We're functioning automatik
And we are dancing mechanik
We are the robots

Ja tvoi sluga (=I'm your slave)
Ja tvoi Rabotnik robotnik (=I'm your worker)

We are programmed just to do
anything you want us to
we are the robots

TELA DE ARAÑA

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PAGODA DE SHAN-THIA-GO

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SANTIAGO MATAMOROS

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Puedes llevarme al Irán
y presentarme al Imán
pasearme por Teherán
y mandarme al frente de Iraq.
Puedes colgarme de los pies
y fusilarme también
cortarme las manos sin piedad
y llevarte a mi chica ye-yé.



Ayatollah, no me toques la pirola (MAAAAS).

Sabes que no soy el Sha
pero, en el nombre de Alá
te lo pido una vez más
no me toques la pirola jamás.

En el desierto me verás
bailando el cha-cha-cha (sha-sha-sha)
soy un enemigo de Alá
no me gusta la rumba ni el jazz.

Ayatollah, no me toques la pirola.

Sólo vine a comprar pan
y a mí todo me sale mal
sólo vine a comprar pan
y me enseñasteis el Corán.

CAPILLA BARROCA

GUARDIANES DE PIEDRA

BARQUITO

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Love, exciting and new
Come Aboard. We're expecting you.
Love, life's sweetest reward.
Let it flow, it floats back to you.



Love Boat soon will be making another run
The Love Boat promises something for everyone
Set a course for adventure,
Your mind on a new romance.

Love won't hurt anymore
It's an open smile on a friendly shore.
Yes love! It's love!

Love Boat soon will be making another run
The Love Boat promises something for everyone
Set a course for adventure,
Your mind on a new romance.

Love won't hurt anymore
It's an open smile on a friendly shore.
It's love! It's love! It's love!

FIESTA

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DEDALERA (II)

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ROUGE

Dans le ciel
un soleil rouge
qui attend
et soudain
un homme étrange
qui descend
qui se doutera
que ce Martien
a bravé l'espace
pour me demander ma main



dans le ciel
le soleil rouge
reparti
mais il brille
sur la grisaille
de ma vie
qui m'accordera
dans sa pensée
l'auréole de gloire
qu'alors je mériterai

quand le soleil rouge reviendra
et loin de la terre m'emmènera
loin de la terre m'emmènera
loin de la terre m'emmènera

METRÓPOLIS

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OLD TREE

I'm comin' home, I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me



Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree
It's been three long years
Do ya still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me
'cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It's been three long years
Do ya still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Now the whole damned bus is cheerin'
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree

I'm comin' home

(Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree)

SETA

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