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− | ===Kate Nash - Foundations=== | + | ===So far away - Carole King=== |
+ | So far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? | ||
+ | |||
+ | It would be so fine to see your face at my door | ||
+ | |||
+ | Doesn't help to know | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're just time away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Long ago, I reached for you and there you stood | ||
+ | |||
+ | Holding you again could only do me good | ||
+ | |||
+ | How I wish I could | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | One more song about movin' along the highway | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can't say much of anything that's new | ||
+ | |||
+ | If I could only work this life out my way | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'd rather spend it bein' close to you | ||
+ | |||
+ | But, you're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? | ||
+ | |||
+ | It would be so fine to see your face at my door | ||
+ | |||
+ | Doesn't help to know | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Yeah, you're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely | ||
+ | |||
+ | Nothing else to do but close my mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | I sure hope the road don't come to own me | ||
+ | |||
+ | There's so many dreams I've yet to find | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? | ||
+ | |||
+ | It would be so fine to see your face at my door | ||
+ | |||
+ | And it doesn't help to know | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Yeah, you're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hey, you're so far away | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Home Again - Carole King=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sometimes I wonder if I'm | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ever gonna make it home again | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's so far and out of sight | ||
+ | |||
+ | I really need someone to talk to | ||
+ | |||
+ | And nobody else | ||
+ | |||
+ | Knows how to comfort me tonight | ||
+ | |||
+ | Snow is cold, rain is wet | ||
+ | |||
+ | Chills my soul right to the marrow | ||
+ | |||
+ | I won't be happy 'til I see | ||
+ | |||
+ | You alone again | ||
+ | |||
+ | 'Til I'm home again and feelin' right | ||
+ | |||
+ | Snow is cold, rain is wet | ||
+ | |||
+ | Chills my soul right to the marrow | ||
+ | |||
+ | I won't be happy 'til I see | ||
+ | |||
+ | You alone again | ||
+ | |||
+ | 'Til I'm home again and feelin' right | ||
+ | |||
+ | 'Til I'm home again and feelin' right | ||
+ | |||
+ | I wanna be home again and feelin' right | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Almost lover - A fine frenzy=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your fingertips across my skin | ||
+ | |||
+ | The palm trees swaying in the wind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Images | ||
+ | |||
+ | You sang me Spanish lullabies | ||
+ | |||
+ | The sweetest sadness in your eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Clever trick | ||
+ | |||
+ | Well, I never want to see you unhappy | ||
+ | |||
+ | I thought you'd want the same for me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Goodbye, my almost lover | ||
+ | |||
+ | Goodbye, my hopeless dream | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm trying not to think about you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can't you just let me be? | ||
+ | |||
+ | So long, my luckless romance | ||
+ | |||
+ | My back is turned on you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Should've known you'd bring me heartache | ||
+ | |||
+ | Almost lovers always do | ||
+ | |||
+ | We walked along a crowded street | ||
+ | |||
+ | You took my hand and danced with me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Images | ||
+ | |||
+ | And when you left, you kissed my lips | ||
+ | |||
+ | You told me you would never, never forget | ||
+ | |||
+ | These images | ||
+ | |||
+ | Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy | ||
+ | |||
+ | I thought you'd want the same for me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Goodbye, my almost lover | ||
+ | |||
+ | Goodbye, my hopeless dream | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm trying not to think about you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can't you just let me be? | ||
+ | |||
+ | So long, my luckless romance | ||
+ | |||
+ | My back is turned on you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Should've known you'd bring me heartache | ||
+ | |||
+ | Almost lovers always do | ||
+ | |||
+ | I cannot go to the ocean | ||
+ | |||
+ | I cannot drive the streets at night | ||
+ | |||
+ | I cannot wake up in the morning | ||
+ | |||
+ | Without you on my mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | So you're gone and I'm haunted | ||
+ | |||
+ | And I bet you are just fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out | ||
+ | |||
+ | Of my life? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Goodbye, my almost lover | ||
+ | |||
+ | Goodbye, my hopeless dream | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm trying not to think about you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can't you just let me be? | ||
+ | |||
+ | So long, my luckless romance | ||
+ | |||
+ | My back is turned on you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Should've known you'd bring me heartache | ||
+ | |||
+ | Almost lovers always do | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ===[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sAnir4wM_EE Birdy - Skinny love]=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Come on skinny love just last the year | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pour a little salt we were never here | ||
+ | |||
+ | My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my | ||
+ | |||
+ | Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer | ||
+ | |||
+ | I tell my love to wreck it all | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cut out all the ropes and let me fall | ||
+ | |||
+ | My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my | ||
+ | |||
+ | Right in the moment this order's tall | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be patient | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be balanced | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be kind | ||
+ | |||
+ | In the morning I'll be with you | ||
+ | |||
+ | But it will be a different "kind" | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'll be holding all the tickets | ||
+ | |||
+ | And you'll be owning all the fines | ||
+ | |||
+ | Come on skinny love what happened here | ||
+ | |||
+ | Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere | ||
+ | |||
+ | My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sullen load is full; so slow on the split | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be patient | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be balanced | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you to be kind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now all your love is wasted? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Then who the hell was I? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now I'm breaking at the britches | ||
+ | |||
+ | And at the end of all your lines | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who will love you? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who will fight? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who will fall far behind? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Come on skinny love | ||
+ | |||
+ | My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idnJnjV_8rg Brilliant Disguise - Bruce Springsteen] === | ||
+ | I hold you in my arms | ||
+ | |||
+ | As the band plays | ||
+ | |||
+ | What are those words whispered baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just as you turn away | ||
+ | |||
+ | I saw you last night | ||
+ | |||
+ | Out on the edge of town | ||
+ | |||
+ | I want to read your mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | To know just what I've got in this new thing I've found | ||
+ | |||
+ | So tell me what I see | ||
+ | |||
+ | When I look in your eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is that you baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | Or just a brilliant disguise | ||
+ | |||
+ | I heard somebody call your name | ||
+ | |||
+ | From underneath our willow | ||
+ | |||
+ | I saw something tucked in shame | ||
+ | |||
+ | Underneath your pillow | ||
+ | |||
+ | Well I've tried so hard baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | But I just can't see | ||
+ | |||
+ | What a woman like you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is doing with me | ||
+ | |||
+ | So tell me who I see | ||
+ | |||
+ | When I look in your eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is that you baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | Or just a brilliant disguise | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now look at me baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | Struggling to do everything right | ||
+ | |||
+ | And then it all falls apart | ||
+ | |||
+ | When out go the lights | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm just a lonely pilgrim | ||
+ | |||
+ | I walk this world in wealth | ||
+ | |||
+ | I want to know if it's you I don't trust | ||
+ | |||
+ | 'Cause I damn sure don't trust myself | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now you play the loving woman | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'll play the faithful man | ||
+ | |||
+ | But just don't look too close | ||
+ | |||
+ | Into the palm of my hand | ||
+ | |||
+ | We stood at the alter | ||
+ | |||
+ | The gypsy swore our future was right | ||
+ | |||
+ | But come the wee wee hours | ||
+ | |||
+ | Well maybe baby the gypsy lied | ||
+ | |||
+ | So when you look at me | ||
+ | |||
+ | You better look hard and look twice | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is that me baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | Or just a brilliant disguise | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tonight our bed is cold | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lost in the darkness of our love | ||
+ | |||
+ | God have mercy on the man | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who doubts what he's sure of | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryH5cga0yUI Kate Nash - Foundations]=== | ||
Thursday night | Thursday night | ||
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Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo the good thing | Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo the good thing | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | === Peter Gabriel - Digging in the dirt=== | ||
+ | Something in me, dark and sticky | ||
+ | |||
+ | All the time it's getting strong | ||
+ | |||
+ | No way of dealing with this feeling | ||
+ | |||
+ | I can't go on like this too long | ||
+ | |||
+ | This time you've gone too far | ||
+ | |||
+ | This time you've gone too far | ||
+ | |||
+ | This time you've gone too far, | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't talk back, just drive the car | ||
+ | |||
+ | Shut your mouth, I know what you are | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't say nothing, keep your hands on the wheel | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't turn around, this is for real | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Stay with me I need support | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm digging in the dirt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Find the places I got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Open up the places | ||
+ | |||
+ | I got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | The more I look, the more I find | ||
+ | |||
+ | As I close on in, I get so blind | ||
+ | |||
+ | I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes | ||
+ | |||
+ | I feel it in my sex, that's the place it goes | ||
+ | |||
+ | This time you've gone too far | ||
+ | |||
+ | This time you've gone too far | ||
+ | |||
+ | This time you've gone too far, | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't talk back, just drive the car | ||
+ | |||
+ | Shut your mouth, I know what you are | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't say nothing, keep your hands on the wheel | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't turn around, this is for real | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Stay with me I need support | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm digging in the dirt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Find the places I got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Open up the places I got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Stay with me I need support | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm digging in the dirt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Find the places I got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Open up the places I got hurt I got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Simon and Garfunkel - The boxer === | ||
+ | I am just a poor boy | ||
+ | |||
+ | Though my story's seldom told | ||
+ | |||
+ | I have squandered my resistance | ||
+ | |||
+ | For a pocketful of mumbles | ||
+ | |||
+ | Such are promises | ||
+ | |||
+ | All lies and jest | ||
+ | |||
+ | Still a man hears what he wants to hear | ||
+ | |||
+ | And disregards the rest | ||
+ | |||
+ | When I left my home and my family | ||
+ | |||
+ | I was no more than a boy | ||
+ | |||
+ | In the company of strangers | ||
+ | |||
+ | In the quiet of the railway station | ||
+ | |||
+ | Running scared | ||
+ | |||
+ | Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters | ||
+ | |||
+ | Where the ragged people go | ||
+ | |||
+ | Looking for the places only they would know | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Asking only workman's wages, I come looking for a job | ||
+ | |||
+ | But I get no offers | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue | ||
+ | |||
+ | I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome | ||
+ | |||
+ | I took some comfort there, la-la-la-la-la-la-la | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Then I'm laying out my winter clothes | ||
+ | |||
+ | And wishing I was gone, going home | ||
+ | |||
+ | Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Leading me, going home | ||
+ | |||
+ | In the clearing stands a boxer | ||
+ | |||
+ | And a fighter by his trade | ||
+ | |||
+ | And he carries the reminders | ||
+ | |||
+ | Of every glove that laid him down | ||
+ | |||
+ | Or cut him till he cried out | ||
+ | |||
+ | In his anger and his shame | ||
+ | |||
+ | "I am leaving, I am leaving" | ||
+ | |||
+ | But the fighter still remains | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | I love you | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==es:== | ||
+ | ===Rubén Blades y Willie Colón - Pedro Navaja=== | ||
+ | Evelino, ven acá | ||
+ | |||
+ | Por la esquina del viejo barrio lo vi pasar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Con el tumbao que tienen los guapos al caminar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Las manos siempre en los bolsillos de su gabán | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pa' que no sepan en cuál de ellas lleva el puñal | ||
+ | |||
+ | Usa un sombrero de ala ancha, de medio lao | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y zapatillas, por si hay problemas salir, volao | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lentes oscuros pa' que no sepan que está mirando | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y un diente de oro, que cuando ríe se ve brillando | ||
+ | |||
+ | Como a tres cuadras de aquella esquina, una mujer | ||
+ | |||
+ | Va recorriendo la acera entera por quinta vez | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y en un zaguán entra y se da un trago para olvidar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Que el día está flojo y no hay clientes pa' trabajar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Un carro pasa muy despacito por la avenida | ||
+ | |||
+ | No tiene marcas, pero to' saben que es policía | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pedro Navaja, las manos siempre dentro 'el gabán | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mira y sonríe, y el diente de oro vuelve a brillar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mientras camina pasa la vista, de esquina a esquina | ||
+ | |||
+ | No se ve un alma, está desierta toa la avenida | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cuando de pronto esa mujer sale del zaguán | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y Pedro Navaja, aprieta un puño dentro 'el gabán | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mira pa' un lado, mira pa'l otro y no ve a nadie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y a la carrera, pero sin ruido, cruza la calle | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y mientras tanto en la otra acera, va esa mujer | ||
+ | |||
+ | Refunfuñando, pues no hizo pesos con que comer | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mientras camina del viejo abrigo saca un revólver, esa | ||
+ | mujer | ||
+ | |||
+ | Iba a guardarlo en su cartera pa' que no estorbe | ||
+ | |||
+ | Un 38, Smith & Wesson del especial | ||
+ | |||
+ | Que carga encima pa' que la libre de todo mal | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y Pedro Navaja, puñal en mano le fue pa' encima | ||
+ | |||
+ | El diente de oro iba alumbrando toa la avenida, ¡hizo | ||
+ | fácil! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mientras reía, el puñal le hundía sin compasión | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cuando de pronto sonó un disparo como un cañón | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y Pedro Navaja cayó en la acera mientras veía, esa mujer | ||
+ | |||
+ | Que revólver en mano y de muerte herida, a él le decía | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Yo que pensaba: hoy no es mi día, estoy salá" | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Pero Pedro Navaja, tú estás peor, no estás en na'" | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y créanme gente, que aunque hubo ruido nadie salió | ||
+ | |||
+ | No hubo curiosos, no hubo preguntas, nadie lloró | ||
+ | |||
+ | Solo un borracho con los dos muertos se tropezó | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cogió el revólver, el puñal, dos pesos y se marchó | ||
+ | |||
+ | Y tropezando se fue cantando desafinao | ||
+ | |||
+ | El coro que aquí les traje, mira el mensaje de mi canción | ||
+ | |||
+ | La vida te da sorpresas | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sorpresas te da la vida, ¡ay, Dios! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pedro Navaja, matón de esquina | ||
+ | |||
+ | Quien a hierro mata, a hierro termina | ||
+ | |||
+ | Valiente pescador, pa'l anzuelo que tiraste | ||
+ | |||
+ | En vez de una sardina un tiburón enganchaste | ||
+ | |||
+ | I like to live in America | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ocho millones de historias | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tiene la ciudad de Nueva York | ||
+ | |||
+ | Como decía mi abuelita | ||
+ | |||
+ | El que de último ríe, se ríe mejor | ||
+ | |||
+ | I like to live in America | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cuando lo manda el destino no lo cambia ni el más bravo | ||
+ | |||
+ | Si naciste pa' martillo, del cielo te caen los clavos | ||
+ | |||
+ | En barrio de guapos, cuidao en la acera | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cuidao camara', que el que no corre, vuela | ||
+ | |||
+ | Como en una novela de Kafka | ||
+ | |||
+ | El borracho dobló por el callejón | ||
+ | |||
+ | En la ciudad de Nueva York, dos personas fueron encontradas | ||
+ | muertas | ||
+ | |||
+ | Esta madrugada, los cuerpos sin vida de Pedro Barrios y Josefina Buenso |
Latest revision as of 05:30, 5 July 2023
Contents
- 1 en:
- 1.1 So far away - Carole King
- 1.2 Home Again - Carole King
- 1.3 Almost lover - A fine frenzy
- 1.4 Birdy - Skinny love
- 1.5 Brilliant Disguise - Bruce Springsteen
- 1.6 Kate Nash - Foundations
- 1.7 Kimbra - "Settle Down"
- 1.8 The Fray - How to Save a Life
- 1.9 Gotye - Hearts A Mess
- 1.10 Eurythmics - I saved the world today
- 1.11 Peter Gabriel - Digging in the dirt
- 1.12 Simon and Garfunkel - The boxer
- 2 es:
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So far away - Carole King[edit]
So far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know
You're just time away
Long ago, I reached for you and there you stood
Holding you again could only do me good
How I wish I could
But you're so far away
One more song about movin' along the highway
Can't say much of anything that's new
If I could only work this life out my way
I'd rather spend it bein' close to you
But, you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know
You're so far away
Yeah, you're so far away
Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely
Nothing else to do but close my mind
I sure hope the road don't come to own me
There's so many dreams I've yet to find
But you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know
You're so far away
Yeah, you're so far away
Hey, you're so far away
Home Again - Carole King[edit]
Sometimes I wonder if I'm
Ever gonna make it home again
It's so far and out of sight
I really need someone to talk to
And nobody else
Knows how to comfort me tonight
Snow is cold, rain is wet
Chills my soul right to the marrow
I won't be happy 'til I see
You alone again
'Til I'm home again and feelin' right
Snow is cold, rain is wet
Chills my soul right to the marrow
I won't be happy 'til I see
You alone again
'Til I'm home again and feelin' right
'Til I'm home again and feelin' right
I wanna be home again and feelin' right
Almost lover - A fine frenzy[edit]
Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick
Well, I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
And when you left, you kissed my lips
You told me you would never, never forget
These images
Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out
Of my life?
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
Birdy - Skinny love[edit]
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Come on skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Brilliant Disguise - Bruce Springsteen[edit]
I hold you in my arms
As the band plays
What are those words whispered baby
Just as you turn away
I saw you last night
Out on the edge of town
I want to read your mind
To know just what I've got in this new thing I've found
So tell me what I see
When I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
I heard somebody call your name
From underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame
Underneath your pillow
Well I've tried so hard baby
But I just can't see
What a woman like you
Is doing with me
So tell me who I see
When I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
Now look at me baby
Struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart
When out go the lights
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I damn sure don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll play the faithful man
But just don't look too close
Into the palm of my hand
We stood at the alter
The gypsy swore our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
Well maybe baby the gypsy lied
So when you look at me
You better look hard and look twice
Is that me baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
Tonight our bed is cold
Lost in the darkness of our love
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of
Kate Nash - Foundations[edit]
Thursday night
Everything's fine
Except you've got that look in your eye
When I'm telling a story
And you find it boring
You're thinking of something to say
You'll go along with, then drop it
And humiliate me in front of our friends
Then I'll use that voice what you find annoyin'
And say something like
"Yeah, intelligent input darlin'
Why don't you just have another beer then?"
Then you'll call me a bitch
And everyone we're with will be embarrassed
And I won't give a shit
My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't
You said I must eat so many lemons
'Cause I am so bitter
I said "I'd rather be with your friends, mate
'Cause they are much fitter"
Yes, it was childish
And you got aggressive
And I must admit that I was a bit scared
But it gives me thrills to wind you up
My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't
Your face is pasty
'Cause you've gone and got so wasted
What a surprise
Don't want to look at your face
'Cause it's making me sick
You've gone and got sick on my trainers
I only got these yesterday
Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this
Well I'll leave you there 'til the mornin'
And I purposely won't turn the heating on
And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one
My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't
Kimbra - "Settle Down"[edit]
I wanna settle down
I wanna settle down
Won't you settle down with me?
Settle down
We can settle at a table..
A table for two
Won't you wine and dine with me?
Settle down
I wanna raise a child
I wanna raise a child
Won't you raise a child with me...
Raise a child
We'll call her Nebraska
Nebraska Jones
She'll have your nose
Just so you know
I wanna settle down
I wanna settle down
Won't you settle down with me?
Settle down
Run from Angela Vickers
I saw her with you
Monday morning small talking on the avenue
She's got a fancy car
She wants to take you far
From the city lights and sounds deep into the dark
Star so light and star so bright
First star i see tonight!
Star so light and star so bright
Keep him by side!
I wanna settle down
I wanna settle down
Baby there's no need to run
I'll love you well
I wanna settle down
It's time to bring you down
On just one knee for now
Lets make our vows
The Fray - How to Save a Life[edit]
Step one, you say we need to talk
He walks, you say sit down, it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left, and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all, you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And I pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Gotye - Hearts A Mess[edit]
Pick apart
The pieces of your heart
And let me peer inside
Let me in
Where only your thoughts have been
Let me occupy your mind
As you do mine
Your heart's a mess
You won't admit to it
It makes no sense
But I'm desperate to connect
And you, you can't live like this
You have lost
(Too much love)
To fear, doubt and distrust
(It's not enough)
You just threw away the key
(To your heart)
You don't get burned
('Cause nothing gets through)
It makes it easier
(Easier on you)
But that much more difficult for me
To make you see...
Love ain't fair
So there you are
My love
Your heart's a mess
You won't admit to it
It makes no sense
But I'm desperate to connect
And you, you can't live like this
Love ain't safe
You won't get hurt if you stay chaste
So you can wait
But I don't wanna waste my love
Eurythmics - I saved the world today[edit]
Monday finds you like a bomb
That's been left ticking there too long
You're bleeding Some days there's nothing left to learn
From the point of no return
You're leaving
Hey Hey I saved the world today
Everybody's happy now
The bad thing's gone away
And everybody's happy now
The good thing's here to stay
Please let it stay
There's a million mouths to feed
And I've got everything I need
I'm breathing
And there's a hurting thing inside
But I've got everything to hide
I'm grieving
Hey Hey I saved the world today
Everybody's happy now
The bad thing's gone away
And everybody's happy now
The good thing's here to stay
Please let it stay
Let it stay
Let it stay
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo the good thing
Peter Gabriel - Digging in the dirt[edit]
Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time it's getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
I can't go on like this too long
This time you've gone too far
This time you've gone too far
This time you've gone too far,
I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you
Don't talk back, just drive the car
Shut your mouth, I know what you are
Don't say nothing, keep your hands on the wheel
Don't turn around, this is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
Find the places I got hurt
Open up the places
I got hurt
The more I look, the more I find
As I close on in, I get so blind
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, that's the place it goes
This time you've gone too far
This time you've gone too far
This time you've gone too far,
I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you
Don't talk back, just drive the car
Shut your mouth, I know what you are
Don't say nothing, keep your hands on the wheel
Don't turn around, this is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
Find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
Find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt I got hurt
Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt
Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt
Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt
Digging in the dirt, to find the places we got hurt
Simon and Garfunkel - The boxer[edit]
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies and jest
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station
Running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Asking only workman's wages, I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
I love you
es:[edit]
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Evelino, ven acá
Por la esquina del viejo barrio lo vi pasar
Con el tumbao que tienen los guapos al caminar
Las manos siempre en los bolsillos de su gabán
Pa' que no sepan en cuál de ellas lleva el puñal
Usa un sombrero de ala ancha, de medio lao
Y zapatillas, por si hay problemas salir, volao
Lentes oscuros pa' que no sepan que está mirando
Y un diente de oro, que cuando ríe se ve brillando
Como a tres cuadras de aquella esquina, una mujer
Va recorriendo la acera entera por quinta vez
Y en un zaguán entra y se da un trago para olvidar
Que el día está flojo y no hay clientes pa' trabajar
Un carro pasa muy despacito por la avenida
No tiene marcas, pero to' saben que es policía
Pedro Navaja, las manos siempre dentro 'el gabán
Mira y sonríe, y el diente de oro vuelve a brillar
Mientras camina pasa la vista, de esquina a esquina
No se ve un alma, está desierta toa la avenida
Cuando de pronto esa mujer sale del zaguán
Y Pedro Navaja, aprieta un puño dentro 'el gabán
Mira pa' un lado, mira pa'l otro y no ve a nadie
Y a la carrera, pero sin ruido, cruza la calle
Y mientras tanto en la otra acera, va esa mujer
Refunfuñando, pues no hizo pesos con que comer
Mientras camina del viejo abrigo saca un revólver, esa mujer
Iba a guardarlo en su cartera pa' que no estorbe
Un 38, Smith & Wesson del especial
Que carga encima pa' que la libre de todo mal
Y Pedro Navaja, puñal en mano le fue pa' encima
El diente de oro iba alumbrando toa la avenida, ¡hizo fácil!
Mientras reía, el puñal le hundía sin compasión
Cuando de pronto sonó un disparo como un cañón
Y Pedro Navaja cayó en la acera mientras veía, esa mujer
Que revólver en mano y de muerte herida, a él le decía
"Yo que pensaba: hoy no es mi día, estoy salá"
"Pero Pedro Navaja, tú estás peor, no estás en na'"
Y créanme gente, que aunque hubo ruido nadie salió
No hubo curiosos, no hubo preguntas, nadie lloró
Solo un borracho con los dos muertos se tropezó
Cogió el revólver, el puñal, dos pesos y se marchó
Y tropezando se fue cantando desafinao
El coro que aquí les traje, mira el mensaje de mi canción
La vida te da sorpresas
Sorpresas te da la vida, ¡ay, Dios!
Pedro Navaja, matón de esquina
Quien a hierro mata, a hierro termina
Valiente pescador, pa'l anzuelo que tiraste
En vez de una sardina un tiburón enganchaste
I like to live in America
Ocho millones de historias
Tiene la ciudad de Nueva York
Como decía mi abuelita
El que de último ríe, se ríe mejor
I like to live in America
Cuando lo manda el destino no lo cambia ni el más bravo
Si naciste pa' martillo, del cielo te caen los clavos
En barrio de guapos, cuidao en la acera
Cuidao camara', que el que no corre, vuela
Como en una novela de Kafka
El borracho dobló por el callejón
En la ciudad de Nueva York, dos personas fueron encontradas muertas
Esta madrugada, los cuerpos sin vida de Pedro Barrios y Josefina Buenso