It hurts me so to be under your spell ain't no heaven for me, but a hell but after all, i can't let you go 'cos i love you so, demon lover demon lover, demon lover i love you.
I'm bewitched and i know it so well what the reason is baby i can't tell it's that animal good looks you've got you show more than a lot demon lover, demon lover, demon lover i love you.
You took me for lovin' kindness sake you don't give love, you only take but after all i can't let you go 'cos i love you so demon lover.
Brasil es un país que me encanta, su gente, su alegría, su belleza, su espíritu y entre muchas cosas mas, su música. No creo ser el único que se siente cautivado con su música y con Brasil.
Um cantinho, um violao, Este amor, uma cançao, Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama Muita calma pra pensar, E ter tempo pra sonhar
Da janela, ve-se o Corcovado, O Redentor, que lindo Quero a vida sempre assim, Com voce perto de mim, Até o apagar da velha cha- ma
E eu que era triste, Descrente desse mundo
Ao encontrar você eu conheci O que é a felicidade, meu amor.
Tom Jobim.
Para todos los brasileños, que se sientan orgullosos de su música y de Brasil.
Soy de una tierra hermosa de América del Sur, en mezcla gaucha de indio con español. De piel y voz morochas vi en mi guitarra que al mundo van las coplas, y me fui yo. Con un rumor de nido volaban tras de mí, aquellos pañuelitos en la estación. Pero soy peregrino y a mi nostalgia le canto así en la oreja del corazón: Vamos a la distancia, sí, que soy el trovador, si la distancia llama, yo jamás veré ponerse el sol. Vamos a la distancia, ya, y si no llego, amor, vos le darás mi alma de argentino y de cantor. Mi casa es donde canto porque aprendí a escuchar la voz de Dios que afina en cualquier lugar, ecos que hay en las plazas y en las cocinas, al borde de una cuna y atrás del mar. Si en esta andanza un día me espera la vejez, ya mi niñez le hará la segunda voz; y al fin con dos gargantas, a mi agonía, le cantaré en la oreja del corazón: Vamos a la distancia, sí, que soy el trovador, si la distancia llama yo jamás veré ponerse el sol. Vamos a la distancia, ya, y si no llego, amor, vos le darás mi alma de argentino y de cantor.
Free is all that she could bleed That's why'll she'll never stay White bare naked in the night Just lookin' for some play Just another girl that wants to rule the world Any time or place And when she gets into your head You know she's there to stay
You want it She's got it Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind She's got your Your pistol Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind...
Slow She's burnin' in your soul With whispers in your ear It's okay I'll give it anyway Just get me out of here You'll plead you'll get down on your knees For just another taste And when you think she's let you in That's when she fades away
You want it She's got it Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind She's got your Your pistol Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind...
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my mold But I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no
Well, I've never prayed, But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold , I am here with my mold And I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no
(Well have you ever been down?) (I can't change, I can't change...) (Ooooohhhhh...)
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold And I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence) (It justs sex and violence melody and silence) (I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down) (It justs sex and violence melody and silence) (I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down) (Been down) (Ever been down) (Ever been down)(Lalalalalalaaaaaaaa...) (Ever been down) (Ever been down) (Have you ever been down?) (Have you ever been down?) (Have you ever been down?)
Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound I know they're watching, they're watching All the commotion, the kiddie like play Has people talking, talking
You, your sex is on fire
The dark of the alley, the breaking of day The head while I'm driving, I'm driving Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale Feels like you're dying, you're dying
You, your sex is on fire Consumed with what's to transpire
Hot as a fever, rattling bones I could just taste it, taste it If it's not forever, if it's just tonight Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest
You, your sex is on fire And you, your sex is on fire Consumed with what's to transpire
And you, your sex is on fire Consumed with what's to transpire.
Han pasado algunos años hay memoria para el dolor el estruendo de los disparos que alcanzaron el corazón.
Esos ríos traían sangre y en el ande roja flameó la bandera mientras que el pueblo ahí solito se desangró.
Sierra, sombra, hija del sol Cómo puedes tanto dolor.
Se oyen los temblores los cerrojos, golpes de puerta, un disparo, un grito, ha caído otra india muerta.
Para ver el sol, para ver los ríos Para ver los ríos con agua clara de lluvia Urgente es saber la verdad tan cruda Urgente es saber la verdad que cura Para ver los ríos con agua clara de lluvia.
Arribaron viles comandos y en el nombre de la nación le sumaron más inocentes a los muertos por el terror.
Quién repone la vida trunca quién explica la sinrazón quién devuelve al hijo perdido vi que un Sinchi se lo llevó.
Pacha mama, cuídamelos Tú bien sabes de mi dolor.
Diecinueve campesinos Frente a veinte soldados oyen los rastrillos paraditos sufren callados.
Radio Id sit alone and watch your light My only friend through teenage nights And evrything I had to know I heard it on my radio
You gave them all those old time stars Through wars of worlds - invaded by mars You made em laugh - you made em cry You made us feel like we could fly Radio
So dont become some background noise A backdrop for the girls and boys Who just dont know or just dont care And just complain when youre not there You had your time you had the power Youve yet to have your finest hour Radio
All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio blah blah Radio whats new? Radio someone still loves you
We watch the shows - we watch the stars On videos for hours and hours We hardly need to use our ears How music changes through the years
Lets hope you never leave old friend Like all good things on you we depend So stick around cos we might miss you When we grow tired of all this visual You had your time you had the power Youve yet to have your finest hour Radio
All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio blah blah Radio whats new? Someone still loves you
Radio ga ga Radio ga ga Radio ga ga Radio
You had your time you had the power Youve yet to have your finest hour Radio
Little Mona Lisa laying by my side "Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime Seem too close to be losin' touch By givin' in, what am I givin' up Am I losin' way too much
Hey California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right Say While you're tryin' to save me Can't I get back my lonely life
I'm goin' so fast that I can't slow down It's hard to get up when you're spinnin' round and round I'd tell you the news but nothin's changed I'd sing you a song but they blew it away All wrapped up in this stupid ass game
Hey California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right Say While you're tryin' to save me Can't I get back my lonely life Can't I get back my lonely life
Hey... oooh... Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything. Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear? Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be... yeah... Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky, but why Why, why can't it be, can't it be mine
Aah... uuh..
Too doo doo too, too doo doo [many times until fade]
No hago otra cosa que pensar en ti Por alagarte y para que se sepa Tome papel y lápiz. Y esparcí Las prendas de tu amor, Sobre la mesa.. Buscaba una canción Y me perdí En un montón de palabras gastadas No hago otra cosa que pensar en ti Y no se me acurre nada...
Enciedo un cigarrillo y otro más Un día de estos he de plantearme Muy seriamente dejar de fumar Con esa tos que me entra al levantarme Busqué mirando al cielo inspiración Y me quedé colgado en las alturas Por cierto, al techo no le hiría nada mal Una mano de pintura..
Miré por la ventana Y me fugé Con una niña que iba en bicicleta Me distrajo un vecino Que también.. No hacía más que rascarse la brageta (cabeza) No hago otra cosa que pensar en ti Y nada me gusta más que hacer canciones Pero hoy las musas han pasado de mi Andarán de vacaciones. No hago otra cosa que pensar en ti, Pero los versos huyen de mis manos Y es que las musas han pasado de mi Se habrán ido con el Nano.
El tiempo es una luz que intenta ocultarse en la sombra del viento burlon que se besa y que se va de cabeza de lejos expondre mi herejía rogando por verte mientras veo a la muerte como lanza sus dados.
Como detesto un día sin una llamada tuya y por la distancia no quiero ser mas burlado.
La distancia nos ha declarado la guerra nos ha declarado el amor, no quiero estar en casa otra vez como campana de iglesia de donde dios fue expulsado y se fue.
Como detesto un día sin una llamada tuya y la distancia una fortaleza infranqueable un gigante insondable.
Te busqué entre docenas de calles y sitios vencidos en barcos hundidos y tu ya te habías ido el enigma del sueño y un mundo pequeño sin amo sin dueño donde la distancia la recorra contigo.
Como detesto un día sin una llamada tuya y lo peor es que no vivo a la vuelta como detesto un día sin una llamada tuya esa distancia como detesto un dia sin una llamada tuya pero cuando hay amor pero cuando hay amor pero cuando hay amor la distancia a la m...
Speak to me in a language I can hear humour me before I have to go Deep in thought I forgive everyone As the cluttered streets greet me once again
I know I cant be late, suppers waiting on the table Tomorrows just an excuse away So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own
The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk Steeple guide me to my heart and home The sun is out and up and down again
I know Ill make it, love can last forever Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
And you can make it last, forever you You can make it last, forever you
And for a moment I lose myself Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world Ive journeyed here and there and back again But in the same old haunts I still find my friends Mysteries not ready to reveal Sympathies Im ready to return
Ill make the effort, love can last forever Graceful swans of never topple to the earth Tomorrows just an excuse (2)
And you can make it last, forever you You can make it last, forever you...
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Treinta y tres
Háblame en un lenguaje que pueda escuchar Alégrame antes de que deba irme Sumérgeme en un pensamiento en el que perdone a todos Mientras las calles transitadas me saludan una vez más Sé que no puedo estar atrasado La cena espera en la mesa El mañana es sólo una excusa ida Por eso levante mi collar y encare el frío
La Tierra se ríe bajo mis pies pesados De la blasfemia de mi cansado caminar Un camino dirige mi corazón a casa El sol se esconde y sale otra vez Sé que lo haré, el amor puede durar por siempre Los hermosos cisnes que nunca toparán la Tierra Y puedes hacerlo eterno Puedes hacerlo eterno
Y por un momento me perdí Extasiado por los placeres de mundo Ya lo disfrute aquí, pero ha vuelto otra vez Pero sigo frecuentando y buscando a mis amigos Hay misterios que no están listos para ser revelados Amistades listas para volver Haré el esfuerzo, el amor puede durar por siempre Los hermosos cisnes que nunca toparán la Tierra Mañana es solo una excusa Mañana es solo una excusa
I cling to you So cold, so bright Cling to me through the night
Motionless faces Park of the wasted In the pale gloom I hang on to you In the pale gloom I am safe and cool
I swim in you In your dark rivers Dive in your mind Search for your monsters Search for resistance Sink into the mud Dance in the halls of insanity Yet madness is Your highest deed Your vanity
Mistress - you made me Mistress - you saved me In your cold hands I am just a tool
Mistress - you made me Mistress - you saved me In your cold hands I am safe and cool
I swim in you In your dark rivers Dive in your mind Search for your monsters Search for resistance Sink into the mud Dance in the halls of insanity Yet madness is Your highest deed Your vanity
Saint Paul the persecutor Was a cruel and sinful man Jesus hit him with a blinding light And then his life began I said yeah I said yeah
Augustin knew temptation He loved women, wine and song And all the special pleasures Of doing something wrong I said yeah I said yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me
And could you stand the torture And could you stand the pain Could you put your faith in Jesus When you're burning in the flames
And I do believe in miracles And I want to save my soul And I know that I'm a sinner I'm gonna die here in the cold I said yes, I said yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me
I thought I heard an angel cry I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye
John the Baptist was a martyr But he stirred up Herod's hate And Salome got her wish To have him served up on a plate I said yes I said yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me
I thought I heard an angel cry I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye I thought I saw an angel cry
You'll never make a saint of me You'll never make a saint of me
