dimecres, 30 de març del 2016

"HYPOCRITICAL KISS"
JACK WHITE 



 My temper got the best of me
And when I said that I mean
I know every single thing
That I said was true

And I know that you’re mad at me
But if you’re thinking like that
I think you’ll see that you’re
Mad at you too

And I know the feeling’s strong
Strong enough to forget about
All that I’ve been through

And it sounds obscene but
Loud words never bothered
Me like they do to you

You’re the boy
That talks but says nothing
A big game to the ones
That you think will believe you

But you don’t know how to read
The look on my face when it says
“Yeah, I’ve read that book too”

And who the hell’s impressed by you?
I want names of the people
That we know that are falling for this

You would sell your own mother out
And then betray your dead brother with another
Hypocritical kiss

dimarts, 29 de març del 2016

"BLUNDERBUSS"
JACK WHITE 



 I had my dream
I held your hand
On that broad avenue
We crossed the road
And never spoke
To another as we flew
We left your man
Alone in drag
Laughing there at us
A romantic bust
A blunder turned
Explosive blunderbuss

An ancient grand hotel of Persian thread and ivory
And when your man would turn his head I’d see you look at me
Pools of brown and sea of red
And demons in your pocket
That sang romance
Performed a dance
Inside of silver locket

Da da da da
Da da da da

A corner exit not tall enough to walk out standing straight
Designed by men so ladies would have to lean back in their gait
You grabbed my arm and left with me but you were not allowed to
You took me to a public place to quietly blend into

Such a trick pretending not to be doing what you want to
But seems like everybody does this every waking moment

I laid you down and touched you like the two of us both needed
Safe to say that others might not approve of this and pleaded
“So selfish,” then would be their cry and who’d be brave to argue?
Doin' what two people need is never on the menu.

Da da da da
Da da da da

dissabte, 19 de març del 2016

"THE SWITCH AND THE SPUR"
THE RACONTEURS 



 In the heat of the desert sun,
on the blistering trail
An appaloosa and,
a wanted man sprung from jail

Slow in motion and shadow-less
The switch and the spurs
Every living thing, with a fatal sting
Bark and rattle this curse

The rider hallucinates
The snapping hooves on the sand
Spits a venom dream, recalls a stranger scream
And a broken hand...

The saddle spotted with sweat and blood
The poison pumps through his veins
There's no stopping this, and now he's powerless
Still holding the reigns...

Any pour souls who trespass against us
Whether it be beast or man
Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight
By those who inhabit this land

For there's is the power and this is the kingdom
As sure as the sun does burn
So enter this path, but heed these four words,
You shall never return...

Any pour souls who trespass against us
Whether it be beast or man
Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight
By those who inhabit this land

For there's is the power and this is the kingdom
As sure as the sun does burn
So enter this path, but heed these four words,
You shall never return...
 "COLD DAYS FROM THE BIRDHOUSE"
THE TWILIGHT SAD



 Another hotel with ruined plans
Romantic gesture with ruined plans
And so you make it your own but this is where your arm can't go
You make it your own
Another phone call with ruined plans
Romantic gesture with ruined plans
And so you make it your own but this is where your arm can't go
You make it your own but this is where your arm can't go

And your red sky at night won't follow me, it won't follow me now
I won't wear your shoes and I won't clip your wings

I see it when you lied, we all look so surprised
And will you come back? Will you come back?
And breathing in smoke signs like a puppet told to drive
And will you come back? Will you come back?

And your red sky at night won't follow me, it won't follow me now
And your red sky at night won't follow me, it won't follow me now
And your red sky at night won't follow me, it won't follow me now
And your red sky at night won't follow me, you won't follow me now

And where are your manners? So where are your manners?
And where are your manners? And where are your manners?
So where are your manners? And where are your manners?
And where are your manners? And where are your manners?
So where are your manners? And where are your manners?
So where are your manners? And where are your manners?
And where are your manners? So where are your manners?
So where are your manners?

dijous, 17 de març del 2016

"AQUÀRIUM"
JOAN VINYOLI 



AQUÀRIUM

Els dies em fugen com peixos de colors,
alguns meravellosos i que semblaven no moure's, fascinadors, inimaginablement rars.
Però m'adono que ja no són meus
la major part, que els veig en l'aquàrium
de la memòria.
      De memòries visc.

La roca gastada pel constant oneig
va esmicolant-se.
 A la clepsidra el doll
flueix seguit, irreversiblement,
i ja no sé girar-la.

Fa una molt clara, quieta, lluminosa
matinada d'abril.
És diumenge.
Passarem tot el dia a fora.


dimecres, 16 de març del 2016

"LADY ELEANOR"
LINDISFARNE 



Banshee playing magician sitting lotus on the floor
Belly dancing beauty with a power driven saw
Had my share of nightmares, didn't think there could be much more
then in walked Roderick Usher with the Lady Eleanor

She tied my eyes with a ribbon of a silken ghostly thread
I gazed with trouble vision on an old four poster bed
Where Eleanor had risen to kiss the neck below my head
and bid me come along with her to the land of the dancing dead

But it's all right, Lady Eleanor
All right, Lady Eleanor
I'm all right where I am

She gazed with a loving beauty like a mother to a son
like living, dying, seeing, being all rolled into one
Then all at once I heard some music playing in my bones
the same old song I'd heard for years, reminding me of home

But it's all right, Lady Eleanor
All right, Lady Eleanor
I'm all right where I am

Then creeping on towards me, licking lips with tongues of fire
a host of golden demons screaming lust and base desire
and when it seemed for certain that the screams could get no higher
I heard a voice above the rest screaming "You're a liar"

But it's all right, Lady Eleanor
All right, Lady Eleanor
I'm all right here in your arms

dimecres, 2 de març del 2016

"BARABAJAGAL"
DONOVAN 




 She came, she came to meet a man, she found an angel.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now.

He very wise in the herbal lore 's got young cure now.
She came, she came to free the pain with his wild flower.

Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now.

Fine fine, fine fine Acelandine be prepared for her.
Tea tea, tea tea to make her free while incense burned.

In love pool eyes float feathers after the struggle.
The hopes burst and shot joy all through the mind
Sorrow more distant than a star.
Multi colour run down over your body,
Then the liquid passing all into all
Love is hot truth is molten.

True true, true true the song he sang her while the leaves cooked
Ting ting, ting little bell he rang her, sleepily she looked.
He filled, he filled a leather cup, holding her gaze
She took, she took a little sip while this song he sang:

Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now.

Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.

Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was his name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name,
Was my name, was my name,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.

Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now,
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.

Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal was my name now.
Goo goo, goo goo Barabajagal.

dimarts, 1 de març del 2016

"IF IT BE YOUR WILL"
ANTONY 



Versió molt especial de la cançó de Leonard Cohen. Directe del 
concert del 2006 d'homenatge al cantautor canadenc.

 If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will.