lunes, 28 de febrero de 2011

LA PIANOLA


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Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
She would merengue and do the cha-cha
And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar
Across a crowded floor, they worked from 8 till 4
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more?



domingo, 27 de febrero de 2011

sábado, 26 de febrero de 2011

miércoles, 23 de febrero de 2011

QUEEN




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Tú para mí eres la estrella
Un corazón a todo color

Nuestra vida como una dulce mentira
Cuentos tiernos
Inventos que inventas tú.



Vuela con tu fotonovela
Vuela mujer fotonovela.

Tú para mi sólo una historia
Un medio amor sin solución

Una música y una cena con velas
Siempre tú
Fotonovela sólo tú.
Vuela con tu fotonovela
Vuela mujer fotonovela.

Tú para mí eres la estrella
Yo para ti no sé quien soy.
Vuela con tu fotonovela...

martes, 22 de febrero de 2011

CENTRO DE GRAVEDAD




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Una vecchia bretone
con un cappello e un ombrello di carta di riso e canna di bambù.
Capitani coraggiosi
furbi contrabbandieri macedoni.
Gesuiti euclidei
vestiti come dei bonzi per entrare a corte degli imperatori
della dinastia dei Ming.


Franco Battiato - Centro di gravità permanente... por SantaChamberlain

Cerco un centro di gravità permanente
che non mi faccia mai cambiare idea sulle cose sulla gente
avrei bisogno di...

Cerco un centro...

Over and over again.

Per le strade di Pechino erano giorni di maggio
tra noi si scherzava a raccogliere ortiche.
Non sopporto i cori russi
la musica finto rock la new wave italiana il free jazz punk inglese.
Neanche la nera africana.

Cerco un centro...

you are a woman in love baby come into my life
baby i need your love
i want your love
over and over again

domingo, 20 de febrero de 2011

PILAR (III)


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Si je t'oublie pendant le jour
Je passe mes nuits à te maudire
Et quand la lune se retire
J'ai l'âme vide et le cour lourd



Le nuit tu m'apparais immense
Je tend les bras pour te saisir
Mais tu prends un malin plaisir
A te jouer de mes avances

Le nuit je deviens fou,
je deviens fou

Et puis ton rire fend le noir
Et je ne sais plus où chercher
Quand tout se tait revient l'espoir
Et je me reprends à t'aimer

Tantôt tu me reviens fugace
Et tu m'appelles pour me narguer
Mais chaque fois mon sang se glace
Ton rire vient tout effacer

Le nuit je deviens fou,
je deviens fou

Le jour dissipe ton image
Et tu repars, je ne sais où
Vers celui qui te tient en cage
Celui qui va me rendre fou

Le nuit je deviens fou,
je deviens fou

sábado, 19 de febrero de 2011

PILAR (II)





Qui dove il mare luccica
e tira forte il vento
su una vecchia terrazza davanti al golfo di Sorrento
un uomo abbraccia una ragazza
dopo che aveva pianto
poi si schiarisce la voce e ricomincia il canto:





Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
che scioglie il sangue dint' e' vene sai...





Vide le luci in mezzo al mare
pensò alle notti la in America
ma erano solo le lampare
e la bianca scia di un'elica
sentì il dolore nella musica
si alzò dal Pianoforte
ma quando vide la luna uscire da una nuvola
gli sembrò più dolce anche la morte
Guardò negli occhi la ragazza
quegli occhi verdi come il mare
poi all'improvviso uscì una lacrima
e lui credette di affogare.

Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
e scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

Potenza della lirica
dove ogni dramma e' un falso
che con un po' di trucco e con la mimica
puoi diventare un altro
Ma due occhi che ti guardano
così vicini e veri
ti fanno scordare le parole
confondono i pensieri.

Così diventò tutto piccolo
anche le notti la in America
ti volti e vedi la tua vita
come la scia di un'elica.

Ah si, e' la vita che finisce
ma lui non ci pensò poi tanto
anzi si sentiva felice
e ricominciò il suo canto:

Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...
Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

viernes, 18 de febrero de 2011

PILAR (I)



When you're weary,
feeling small
When tears are in your eyes,
I will dry them all
I'm on your side.
Oh, when times get rough

And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down



When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you
I'll take your part

When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

Sail on Silver Girl,
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.

jueves, 17 de febrero de 2011

NENÚFARES (II)





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Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes



Love is in the air
In the whisper of the trees
Love is in the air
In the thunder of the sea
And I don't know if I'm just dreaming
Don't know if I feel sane
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when you call out my name
Love is in the air
Love is in the air
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Love is in the air
In the rising of the sun
Love is in the air
When the day is nearly done
And I don't know if you're an illusion
Don't know if I see it true
But you're something that I must believe in
And you're there when I reach out for you
Love is in the air...

miércoles, 16 de febrero de 2011

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

martes, 15 de febrero de 2011

lunes, 14 de febrero de 2011

LAS HORAS PASABAN




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

domingo, 13 de febrero de 2011

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

sábado, 12 de febrero de 2011

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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viernes, 11 de febrero de 2011

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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jueves, 10 de febrero de 2011

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

miércoles, 9 de febrero de 2011

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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martes, 8 de febrero de 2011

lunes, 7 de febrero de 2011

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...

domingo, 6 de febrero de 2011

NOCHE EN EL PUERTO




Rumor de olas
Aspiro el aire fresco
De la noche




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sábado, 5 de febrero de 2011

viernes, 4 de febrero de 2011

jueves, 3 de febrero de 2011

miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011

martes, 1 de febrero de 2011

lunes, 31 de enero de 2011

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

domingo, 30 de enero de 2011

sábado, 29 de enero de 2011

viernes, 28 de enero de 2011

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


jueves, 27 de enero de 2011

miércoles, 26 de enero de 2011

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



martes, 25 de enero de 2011

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.

lunes, 24 de enero de 2011

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...

domingo, 23 de enero de 2011

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.

sábado, 22 de enero de 2011

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

viernes, 21 de enero de 2011

jueves, 20 de enero de 2011

miércoles, 19 de enero de 2011

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.

martes, 18 de enero de 2011

lunes, 17 de enero de 2011

domingo, 16 de enero de 2011

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!

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Sol 4171 (2024-04-30)
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