dijous, 29 de setembre del 2022

dimecres, 28 de setembre del 2022

diumenge, 25 de setembre del 2022

 "BEFORE AND AFTERLAND"

THE BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE

 I know I'm forgiven whatever you think that I've done
Lots of hard living and searching around for some fun
Staring at heaven and twinkling stars o so bright
That shine through the darkness, lift me up and make me feel right
I've been up real high, and I've fallen down
Up in the sky, straight down to the ground

There right next to me, a drunk laying on his back
He's fallen off the track, and now he can't get back
He thinks he's losing his mind again

So I flipped him a dime
To give my brother some piece of mind
I guess I'm everyone's friend
I fight the dragon and win
I wasn't born in this world to lose
My destiny's not for you to choose

 "WILLIE O'WINSBURY"

YE VAGABONDS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBTehMqrLRk

 

 The king had been a prisoner
And a prisoner long in Spain,
And Willie of the Winsbury
Has lain long with his daughter at hame.

"What ails ye, what ails ye, my daughter Janet,
Why you look so pale and wan?
Oh have you had any sore sickness
Or yet been sleeping with a man?"

"I have not had any sore sickness
Nor yet been sleeping wi' a man.
It is for you, my father dear,
For biding so long in Spain"

"Cast off, cast off your berry-brown gown,
You stand naked upon the stane,
That I may ken ye by your shape
Whether you be a maiden or none."

And she's cast off her berry-brown gown,
She stood naked upon the stone.
Her apron was low and her haunches were round,
Her face was pale and wan.

"Oh, was it with a lord or a duke or a knight
Or a man of birth and fame?
Or was it with one of me serving men
That's lately come out of Spain?"

"No, it wasn't with a lord, nor a duke, nor a knight,
Or a man of birth and fame.
But it was with Willie of Winsbury,
I could bide no longer alone."

And the king he has called on his merry men all,
By thirty and by three,
Says, "Fetch me this Willie of Winsbury,
For hanged he shall be."

But when he came the king before,
He was clad all in the red silk.
His hair was like the strands of gold,
His skin was as white as the milk.

"And it is no wonder," said the king,
"That my daughter's love you did win.
If I was a woman, as I am a man,
My bedfellow you would have been."

"And will you marry my daughter Janet
By the truth of your right hand?
Oh, will you marry my daughter Janet?
I'll make you the lord of my land."

"Yes, I will marry your daughter Janet
By the truth of my right hand.
Yes I will marry your daughter Janet,
But I'll not be the lord of your land."

And he's mounted her on a milk-white steed
And himself on a dapple grey.
He has made her the lady of as much land
As she'll ride in a long summer's day.

 

 


dimecres, 14 de setembre del 2022

 "COME MEH WAY" & "WAKE UP"

SUDAN ARCHIVES

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIQsCMtMwE0


 "SAKALAV"

CHRISTINE SALEM & MORIARTY 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xL-BC4Kp2W0

 

 "NORTE"

LITTLE JESUS 

 

Cuando el norte se vuelve el surTodos vemos la misma luzNunca fuimos como nos pensabanCaminamos sin cansarnosHasta que el calor te apaga
Ay, qué malQue tengas que dormir cuando el día acaba de empezarNo hay nadaPeor que ver la mañana obligando a la luna a escaparQué malQue tengas que dormir cuando el día acaba de empezarNo hay nadaPeor que ver tu mirada y no poder hablar
Las olas hacen de mi vozHasta cuando se apaga el solQuiero tus sonrisas en un frascoListas para usar cuando no quedeNadie más que hacerlo
Ay, qué malQue tengas que dormir cuando el día acaba de empezarNo hay nadaPeor que ver la mañana obligando a la luna a escaparQué malQue tengas que dormir cuando el día acaba de empezarNo hay nadaPeor que ver tu mirada y no poder hablar
Ay, qué malQue tengas que dormir cuando el día acaba de empezarNo hay nadaPeor que ver la mañana obligando a la luna a escaparQué malQue tengas que dormir cuando el día acaba de empezarNo hay nadaPeor que ver tu mirada y no poder hablar
Cuando el norte se vuelve el surCuando el norte se vuelve el surCuando el norte se vuelve el surCuando el norte se vuelve el surCuando el norte se vuelve el surCuando el norte se vuelve el sur

 "ALL ABOARD"

PIERS FACCINI

 

All aboard, pull the oar and rowAll aboard, to the poles we goAll aboard, take the oar and rowClimb aboard for the gale will blow
All aboard, to the prairies wildAll aboard, man, woman and childAll aboard, to the prairies wildBack to back and side to side
All aboard, watch paradise burnAll aboard, for the past I yearnAll aboard, watch paradise burnDouse the flame, will it ever return?
All aboard, Noah built the arcAll aboard, now the choice is starkAll aboard, came two by twoAll aboard, will he come for you?
All aboard, Noah built the arcAll aboard, before the day was darkAll aboard, run from the freyAll aboard, we will sail away
All aboard, now the waters riseAll aboard, thunder in the skiesAll aboard, now the waters riseOn the plank 'fore the last light dies
All aboard, pull the oar and rowAll aboard, to the poles we goAll aboard, take the oar and rowClimb aboard for the gale will blow
يا سلام عليك يا سيدي الفقيهسلام عليك يا سيدي الفقيهسلام عليك سيدي الفقيهسلام عليك سيدي الفقيهيا سلام عليك يا سيدي الفقيهسلام عليك يا سيدي الفقيهسلام عليك سيدي الفقيهسلام عليك سيدي الفقيه
All aboard, pull the oar and rowAll aboard, to the poles we goAll aboard, take the oar and rowAll aboard, the gale will blow
All aboard, to the prairies wildAll aboard, man, woman and childAll aboard, to the prairies wildBack to back and side by side
All aboard, now the waters riseAll aboard, thunder in the skiesAll aboard, now the waters riseOn the plank 'fore the last light dies
All aboard, pull the oar and rowAll aboard, to the poles we goAll aboard, take the oar and rowClimb aboard for the gale will blow

 "TOGETHER FOREVER EVERYWHERE"

PIERS FACCINI

 

Height of the peakShadows fallDeeper the wellThe echo callsHere in the unknownOut of the gapWrapped in the foldThe devil's trap
Mild of the winterFairer the tideFiner the dustT'wen sunlight climbsThere with the etherThere with the snowThe flake on the windowWith the amber glowing, hmm
White was the waterLowers the tideDarker the fear you rose to rideYou pulled me underI held you thereTogether forever everywhere, hmm
Cover the darknessHeaven heldOver the distancePeeling bellsRinging in hopeWithout regretAnd living and dyingOf spring I said
Time for tomorrowLeave for yearsPage after pageBled our tearsFaster discipleDearest of noneBowing to no oneKingdom come, hmm
White was the waterLowers the tideDarker the fear we rose to rideYou pulled me underI held you thereTogether forever everywhere, hmm
White was the waterLowers the tideDarker the fear we rose to rideYou held me underI pulled you thereTogether forever everywhere, hmmOh, hmm

 "THEY WILL GATHER NO SEED"

PIERS FACCINI



They'll gather no seedThey'll break no breadThey'll gather no seedBut a hunger instead
Bring me my home backBring me my home back
They'll nourish no rootThey'll feed no soilThey'll grow no leafBut a moaning and toil
Bring me my home back (bring me my home back)Bring me my home backBring me my home back (bring me my home back)Bring me my home back
Stone me, and I'll breakShoot me, and I'll fallCut me, and I'll bleedBells toll for us all
Bring me my home backBring me my home back
How bark was my home (how bark was my home)When wind was my bride (bride)When men tore our flight (flight)From skies far and wide (from skies far and wide)
Give me my home back, give me my home backGive me my home back, give me my home backGive me my home back, give me my home backGive me my home back, give me my home back
Aah, aahAah, aah

dissabte, 10 de setembre del 2022

 "BLESSINGS"

ANDREW HINTON, OWEN Ó SÚILLEABHÁIN & DAVID WHYTE