miércoles, 30 de septiembre de 2009
the cardigans
There's a monster growing in our heads
raised up on the wicked things we've said
a great divide between us now
something we should know
There's something to remember
and something to forget
as long as we remember
there's something to regret
something we should know
There's a mountain higher than we knew
it's high but such a bitter view
a great divide between us now
something we should know
A great divide between us now
on different sides of a great divide
Yma Sumac
Son vertiginosas las melodías de Yma Sumac, la soprano peruana que alcanzó fama en el mundo entero tanto por su alto registro de 5 octavas (lo normal en una cantante de ópera es de dos octavas y media), como por su belleza exótica y el aura mágica que significaba representar a una sacerdotisa inca. La leyenda dice que desde que era niña trataba de imitar el canto de los pájaros, iniciándose una brillante carrera que la llevo a triunfar internacionalmente convirtiéndose en la única peruana que tiene su nombre inscrito en el "Paseo de la Fama" en Hollywood.
ASTRUD GILBERTO
Deba dunda
bade bada badaba
Deba dunda
bade bada badaba
Deba dunda
dauinda dauinda
Eu quis amar mas tive medo
E quis salvar meu coração
Mas o amor sabe um segredo
O medo pode matar o seu coração
Água de beber, água de beber, camará
Eu nunca fiz coisa tão certa
Entrei pra escola do perdão
A minha casa fica vive aberta
Abri todas as portas do coração...
bade bada badaba
Deba dunda
bade bada badaba
Deba dunda
dauinda dauinda
Eu quis amar mas tive medo
E quis salvar meu coração
Mas o amor sabe um segredo
O medo pode matar o seu coração
Água de beber, água de beber, camará
Eu nunca fiz coisa tão certa
Entrei pra escola do perdão
A minha casa fica vive aberta
Abri todas as portas do coração...
Fly me to the moon
Compuesta en 1954 por Bart Howard, "Fly me to the moon" alcanzó la inmortalidad dentro de la Historia del Jazz (y de la música en general), con la grabación que hizo Frank Sinatra en 1964.
En este caso, escuchamos la versión cantada por Julie London, la sensual actriz que tenía la cualidad de transmitir en sus baladas una carga de erotismo que su voz, sutilmente realzaba...
martes, 29 de septiembre de 2009
LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle,
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle,
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
miércoles, 2 de septiembre de 2009
Teach me tonight
Did you see that I've got a lot to learn?
Well don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
- Oooh, teach me tonight!
Let's start with the ABC of it
Roll right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight!
The sky's a blackboard high above you
If a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star, to write I love you
A thousand times across the sky.
One thing isn't very clear my love
Should the teacher stand so near my love?
Graduation's almost here my love
Come on and teach me tonight.
I'll use that star to write I love you
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear my love
Should the teacher stand so near my love
Graduation's almost here my love
Teach me......please teach me tonight!
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