martes, 29 de enero de 2008

Morrissey - Yes, I'm blind


Yes, I am blind
no, I can't see
the good things
just the bad things

Yes, I am blind
no, I can't see
there must be something
horribly wrong with me

God come down
if you're really there
well you're the one
who claims to care


Love's young dream
I'm the one who shopped you
I'm the one who stopped you
'cause in my sorry way I love you

Love's young dream
are you sorry
for what you've done?
well, you're not the only one
and in my sorry way I love you

Yes, I am blind
but I do see
Evil people prosper
over the likes of you and me
ALWAYS

God come down
if you're really there
well you're the one
who claims to care


Little lamb
on a hill
run fast if you can
good Christians
they want to KILL you
and your life has not even begun!
you're just like me
just like me
oh, your life has not even begun
you're just like me
just like me
and your life has not even begun


lunes, 21 de enero de 2008

Charlie Hunter feat. Norah Jones - More than this *


I could feel at the time
There was no way of knowing

Fallen leaves in the night
Who can say where they're blowing

As free as the wind
And hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning

More than this
There is nothing
Oh more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
You know there's nothing

It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the night
Who can say where we're going

No care in the world
And maybe I'm learning
Why the sea on the tide
It has no way of turning

More than this
You know there is nothing
Oh more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
There is nothing
Nothing
More than this
You know there is nothing
Much more than this
You tell me one thing
More than this
There is nothing

*Versión original de Roxy Music

viernes, 18 de enero de 2008

The Beatles - It's all too much


When I look into your eyes, your love is there for me
And the more I go inside, the more there is to see

It's all too much for me to take
The love that's shining all around you
Everywhere, it's what you make
For us to take, it's all too much

Floating down the stream of time, of life to life with me
Makes no difference where you are or where you'd like to be

It's all too much for me to take
The love that's shining all around here
All the world is birthday cake,
So take a piece but not too much

Sail me on a silver sun, for I know that I'm free
Show me that I'm everywhere, and get me home for tea

It's all to much for me to see
A love that's shining all around here
The more I am, the less I know
And what I do is all too much

It's all too much for me to take
The love that's shining all around you
Everywhere, it's what you make
For us to take, it's all too much

It's too much.....It's too much

lunes, 7 de enero de 2008

The Smiths - Hand in glove


Hand in glove
the sun shines out of our behinds
No, it's not like any other love
this one is different because is us

Hand in glove
we can go wherever we please
and everything depends upon
how near you stand to me

And if the people stare
then, the people stare
I really don't know
and i really don't care!

Hand in glove
the Good People laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by "rags"
but we have something they'll never have

And if the people stare
then, the people stare
I really don't know
and I really don't care!

So hand in glove I stake my claim
I'll fight to the last breath
If they dare touch a hair on your head
I'll fight to the last breath
For The Good Life is out there, somewhere
So stay on my arm, you little charmer
But I know my luck too well
yes, I know my luck too well
and I'll probably never see you again
I'll probably never see you again

viernes, 4 de enero de 2008

Mercedes Sosa - Soy pan, soy paz, soy más


Yo soy, yo soy, yo soy
soy agua, playa, cielo, casa, planta,
soy mar, Atlántico, viento y América,
soy un montón de cosas santas
mezcladas con cosas humanas
como te explico . . . cosas mundanas.

Fui niño, cuna, teta, techo, manta,
más miedo, cuco, grito, llanto, raza,
después mezclaron las palabras
o se escapaban las miradas
algo pasó . . . no entendí nada.

Vamos, decime, contame
todo lo que a vos te está pasando ahora,
porque sino cuando está el alma sola llora
Hay que sacarlo todo afuera, como la primavera
nadie quiere que adentro algo se muera
Hablar mirándose a los ojos,
sacar lo que se puede afuera
para que adentro nazcan cosas nuevas.

Soy pan, soy paz, sos más, soy el que está por acá
no quiero más de lo que me puedas dar,
hoy se te da, hoy se te quita,
igual que con la margarita . . . igual al mar,
igual la vida...

Vamos, decime, contame
todo lo que a vos te está pasando ahora,
porque sino cuando está el alma sóla llora
hay que sacarlo todo afuera, como la primavera
nadie quiere que adentro algo se muera
hablar mirándose a los ojos
sacar lo que se puede afuera
para que adentro nazcan cosas nuevas.